Preface: Hello! Long time reader, first time poster. I've never done anything like this before, but this story popped into my head and I had to write it down. This chapter is just the setup for the actual story, but I hope y'all like it! Any and all feedback welcome :)
Chapter 1
The Domination of Liz
Sunday.
"I shouldn't be out right now." I told myself, my gorgeous girlfriend is home asleep but I wanted to party. I found myself in a badly lit club with a bunch of lasers and blaring music fueling a crazy dance floor. I pounded my drink down and stumbled to the dance floor. I now realize I'm a little drunker than I had thought... one more song couldn't hurt, right?
It was the end of spring break; All the cool kids were back from their vacations to Miami and the like, and everybody else was back from visiting their families so the clubs were back in full swing. To be honest my night was supposed to be spent at home with my beautiful girlfriend... but she fell asleep and as I'm only 20 I needed to let out a little steam.
I found my position and danced the best I could in my 3" heels. Only being 5'1" I much appreciate the added height but I'm not very graceful on them yet. I immediately stumbled into somebody splashing their drink between us. I looked down to see my silver mini skirt and red blouse completely soaked, as well as this man's nice dress shirt. I was dumbfounded and expected to be apologizing myself out the door, but when I looked up I was met with a pleasant smile.
"Normally the getting wet part comes later." he joked.
"I'm so sorry, let me buy you another drink." I replied.
"It's alright, I think I'm good anyways, I'll have to head out of here soon anyways."
I was very grateful he took this so lightheartedly. He's very kind, and really hot. He's like 6' and ripped, does he go to my school? Wait, what am I thinking... I have to leave.
"I was thinking the same thing, I have somebody at home I should be getting back to." I squeak.
To this he smirks and says "Well hold on, we should probably clean ourselves up."
It sounds like a good idea, but my mind is in turmoil; On one hand I really want to get home, but part of me wants to see where this goes... Anyways I don't want my girlfriend waking up and smelling how I reek like beer, and I can't wake her up by taking a shower either. A meek "Ok." is all I can muster, did he hear what I said about getting home?
"Follow me." he said with a somewhat serious tone.
"Yes sir." I reply, it just slipped out, I didn't mean it but I can only imagine what it would be like to have him holding me on a leash. But that won't happen, it can't, I'm taken, but damn has that got my pussy wet just at the thought, god I have to leave, this can only end badly...
His smirk deepens and he raises an eyebrow. While pulling me via my shoulder to the washroom he commands "Put your hands behind your back." as we're still moving through the crowd. He has a questioning hint to his voice like he's trying me. Almost instinctively I do as I'm told, clasping my hands together. Inside I'm cussing myself out. Idiot! My boobs are now grazing people as we walk briskly to the bathroom and I hear him chuckle. Abort, I need to leave! He's so hot and clearly has a dominant side, but I'm taken, and this would absolutely destroy her... but, she doesn't really have to know, right? Our relationship is a secret so I don't think she'd ever find out... No that's a terrible idea, I'll tell him I have to leave.
I open my mouth as soon as we're in the restroom but his finger is on them shushing me.
"Don't worry, I'll just get you cleaned up and we can get out of here."
"Bu-"
"Shhhh, just stay quiet for now." he cuts me off as he locks the door.
Shit, why am I following these orders, and moreover why am I so fucking turned on right now? Though again maybe I can just enjoy this, this doesn't have to leave the room. He's now using paper towels to dry my stomach off with one hand as the other that was shushing me starts to sweetly hold my face and stroke my cheek.
Damn this guy is pressing all my buttons. and then I feel his hand drying me off start to lower a little. Fuck it, this is happening, and soon my hands are on his pushing it even lower. His hand stiffens and holds its position which makes me stop as I clearly am not the one calling the shots. After that he starts swirling his fingers over my bare stomach. It feels like an eternity before his hand reaches lower and I feel it palm my womanhood over my skirt as I gasp and shut my eyes.
"God damn are you beautiful," he growls into my ear, and I feel his hand leave me before touching me under my skirt, rubbing my pussy over my lacy panties.
All of a sudden his hands, and his mouth are all gone, I open my eyes and he's leaning against the sink now. "Let me see more of you, pants and shirt off now," he says with a stern tone
Whimpering at the loss of his touch I reluctantly start to grab the hem of my shirt and slowly lift up, I must have taken longer than he wanted because by the time I had it off he had moved to the door which he then unlocked.
"Better hurry, don't want anybody busting in, do we?"
I threw my blouse on the sink and hurried to the clasp of my skirt. I certainly didn't need more people to see me. I shimmy my skirt down my legs, over my heels, and soon enough it joined my blouse on the sink.
There I was in my matching lacy purple bra and panties. I was hoping I'd get lucky earlier but didn't, and I didn't want to change before I came out. I'm embarrassed this random guy gets to see these, I bought these specifically for Diane, oh god I can't do this.
"I'm sorry, but I-" again his finger is on my lips.
"I believe I told you to stay quiet, or if you wanted I could toss these out in the club?" smirking again as he holds up my clothes, god dammit when did he grab those? This is terrible, this has gone out of control, why did I let this happen... Although I hate to say it, he's still hitting all my buttons. This is humiliatingly degrading... but shamefully this is the kind of stuff I get off on, and I think he can tell.
"I'll allow you to respond with a simple 'yes sir' and 'no sir', do you understand?"
staring defeated at the floor "Yes sir," I say meekly.
"Good, to start off, why don't you start rubbing yourself as I describe what's going to happen."
My hand immediately comes to life, I'm already well on my way to cumming. As he locks the door again I let out a sigh of relief, though it quickly turns into panting and stifled moans before he continues "I'll be quick, I do have to leave soon, but with that said you are my worthless slut for the next half hour, and during that time if you cum I will leave with your clothes, understood?"
"Yes... Sir," I say out of breath, I'm whimpering badly, I need to cum, I am so impossibly turned on by this horrible situation, but I can't get enough. My hand hasn't slowed down.