She was now ready for her date with James, her submissive. Whoever said romance and kisses were incompatible with BDSM and D/s was so wrong, and she knew that. She showered, washed and styled her long auburn hair, applied minimal make-up and spritzed on her favorite perfume. She was wearing a summer dress and sandals.
When he arrived at her door, she kissed him and let him in. He was handsome, nicely-dressed, and he smelled so good. Everything was ready, so she led him into the dining room and they sat down for a relaxing dinner and conversation. Afterward they moved to the living room to have a glass of wine together.
The wine started to warm them up a bit and they began kissing. James' kisses were passionate and stimulating and, before long, her dress "accidentally" slipped down exposing her full breasts. She grabbed him by the hair and pushed his head down, so he cupped them in his hands and began to kiss and nibble at them. While he did that, she unzipped his pants and slipped her hand inside to feel his cock. She began to stroke it, softly at first and then more firmly. As she did, it grew harder in response to her attentions. He was leaning over her and she pushed her body up toward his.