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Our first date was supposed to be just two friends getting together and havingdinner. I had thought about her constantly since I met her, she was beautiful,and full of spirit; her laugh was genuine and contagious. Her eyes so clearblue and expressive, but I was concerned about her age and the fact I had justcome out of a very bad marriage. But that sweet body and the easy way she soinnocently endears herself to you is just too irresistible.
Our dinner was delivered to the table, I watched as she took a few bites,she even did that with sensuality. I couldn't resist it any longer I had toask her. "Have you ever thought about giving yourself to someone for totalsexual pleasure?" She smiled and almost laughed as she asked if I was askingher to bed. I knew she didn't know what I meant, and I was apprehensive toexplain, but again, I just simply could not resist not asking her or explainingto her what I was trying to say.
"I don't think you understand what I mean. What I mean is, completely submitto everything someone wants. Basically, to be their slave."
I watched as she paused and adverted her eyes from me to the waiter, it wasan awkward moment for both of us. She squirmed a little in her seat and I hadfleeting thoughts wondering if she was turned off or if the thought I justplanted in her pretty little head made her feel erotically aware of the possibilitiesI was proposing.
I dropped the subject for the evening, and we continued to have a pleasanttime just being together. But I think she knew I would try to bring it up againsometime. We did make love that night; I could see that fire in her eyes fromthe thoughts playing her in mind that I gave her. I had this overwhelming needto take her hard but I also knew I had to go slow, it would be something newfor her, but there isn't anything written that says I couldn't do a few thingsto give her a little taste of darker desires.
I took my time, showing her a lot of loving attention. I kissed down herbody and parted her legs. Her sweet scent engulfed me as I began to lick andplay gently with her with my fingers. Within a few minutes her soft moaninggave way to that urgent plea for me to fuck her. I slowly kissed my way backup her body, lying on top of her; she opened her legs and brought them up aroundmy hips, preparing herself for me to enter her. I took her wrists in one handand pulled them over her head with my weight pinning her to the bed, I lookeddeeply into those big clear blue eyes as I entered her slow but deep. Holdingmyself there just long enough to watch her eyes change and take on that smolderinglook of sheer desire. Her warm body wrapped around me, I began to feel moisteras her juice surrounded me. The beautifully exercised strength of her musclesbegan to squeeze me as her desire grew, this girl was so filled with surprises,I couldn't hold off any longer, I took her with reckless abandon.
I knew her fairly well, and how new thoughts or ideas play in her head asshe thinks things over, she has such a curious little nature and I knew shewould spend the next several days thinking over the possibilities I had suggestedto her. I had planted a seed of thought, one, which would grow in the comingdays. I knew she would struggle with the dilemma of it, I knew her like I knewno other no matter how hard it was for me to admit. I knew that the seeds ofthe sensuality I had planted within the mind of such a sexual creature wouldeventually cause some physical urges that she would be unable to let go of,I knew she would have to experience at least one time what had been proposed.I wasn't wrong, and I didn't have to wait very long for that phone to ring.It took all of three days for her to pick up the phone and call.
The night she called me I was sitting there thinking of her, wondering ifI should try to call first, but the phone rang before I had the chance. "Hello." Isaid as I picked it up, "Hi," she said, "can you come over." "Why?" I asked.I wasn't sure of what she would say, or if she could feel comfortable or evencapable to put into words, but I knew what she wanted. All the same, I neededfor her to ask. There was a long pause as she wrestled with what to say, Iheard her take a deep breath and exhale slowly "Because, Sir, I need you."
It didn't take me long to drive over to her small apartment, I locked upmy car and got the duffle bag from my trunk that I keep certain things in andwalked up to her door. I rang the door bell, I could clearly see her throughthe window as she sat on her sofa, she didn't move at first, she was strugglingwith thoughts of what I would do and what all of this meant. After a few moremoments she rose and walked slowly to the door. She opened the door and smiledsoftly, she was nervous and maybe a little scared, but not the type of fearthat you could call terror, more like the fear of the unknown but curious.She looked so sweet and so very innocent that I almost decided that I couldn'tgo through with it, either way I knew it would require some discussion so thatI could know if she fully understood of what all of this meant.
I sat the duffle bag down and took her hand and we went to the couch andsat down. Holding both of her hands in mine and having her pick up her headto look at me I asked, "Do you know what this involves? Do you realize thatyou must give in to anything I wish? Do you know that you must not disobeyme? That your body will be mine, and I will use it as I see fit? Do you understandall of this?" She shook her head yes, but I cannot accept that, and told herso. "You must talk to me, love, I have to know what is going on in that prettylittle head of yours. I have to know you understand." She looked up and ina clear voice she told me she understood. I asked if she had any questions. "Whathappens," she whispered and swallowed hard as she asked, "if I want to stopor need to stop? If I don't like it?" I smiled as I began to explain to herabout safe words. I explained that tonight, "no", no longer meant no, thatstop was not a word to be used as an option, that she must remember to usethe word we had chosen as her safe word.
A few moments of silence overtook the room. I asked her again if she fullyunderstood what it meant to be tied, possibly paddled and used for my pleasure,that there may be some sensual pain involved but that I would never harm her.She looked down at her hands held within mine and whispered yes, she pickedup her head as if suddenly she remembered me asking her to look directly atme when she spoke, she re-answered me looking me straight in the eye and ina clear voice she said, "Yes, I understand Sir."
"I don't know if I believe you," I said in a stern voice. "Gointo your room and take off your clothes. I will be in, in a little while." Thiswas a new side of me that she hadn't seen before. I have never forced myselfor my darker desires on her before; she shivered and looked at me a littletimidly before rising and going to her room.
I allowed her plenty of time to either do as I had instructed or change hermind, I figured if I got to her room and found her still dressed that we wouldcall it a night and just remain the way we have been. I walked back over tothe front door, I made sure it was locked and turn down the lights and pickedup the duffle bag and headed for her room.
I stood in the doorway to her room and looked in, she had a soft amber coloredlight on and was waiting on the edge of the bed, nude just as I had instructedher to be, she had the most exquisite backbone. She looked beautiful in thesoft yellowing light. I entered the room and stroked her cheek softly and satdown the duffle bag I was carrying. I smiled at her and told her she lookedlovely, then turned and undressed and sat down in a near by chair. I was alreadygetting hard but I wanted her to come to me and take me in her mouth so shecould feel me growing harder and more erect in her mouth.
I looked at her and snapped my fingers, which made her jump a little at thesudden sound, "Well, what are you waiting for? Get over here and suck my cock!"
She rose from the edge of the bed and took that first tender step towardssomething new. I held up my hand causing her to stop. "Crawl to me!" I ordered.She dropped to the floor and crawled over to the chair I sat in waiting forher. I opened my legs so she could kneel between my feet. Her eyes lookingup into mine almost if to ask silently, "Is this going to be okay?" I noddedmy head to her silent question.
She brought up her delicate hand and wrapped it around the base of the shaft,and opened her mouth to give me a blowjob like she has done several times beforein the past. I placed my hands on each side of her head and stopped her justlong enough for me to stand up. I grew harder and fully erect inside her mouth.My hands tightened in her hair, I tilted my head back and groaned as she workedher tongue and I felt her moving from the tip to about half way down the shaft.I brought my head back into place and looked down at her with my cock in hermouth and I tightened my grip even more and then pulled her head closer tomy body, forcing my cock deeper into warm willing mouth.
After only a minute or so, I moved my hands to the back of her head, forcingher head down on me all the way. When my cock hit the back of her throat, shebegan to gag, but this did not deter me. Tears formed in her eyes as her throatwas stretched. She began swallowing repeatedly, and it felt so incredible Icouldn't help the low animalistic groan that penetrated the silence of theroom. I was forcing her head up and down on my dick, in and out of her throat.She gagged several times, and tears were running down over her cheeks, butshe never stopped, I knew if I didn't stop her I would cum and I wanted thisto last a little longer, so I had to stop her.
I pushed her back and commanded her to stop and stand up. My cock almosta made a popping sound as her mouth unclamped from around the base and shestood without pause. I brought her hands up and placed them behind her head,I told her to spread her legs, to prepare herself for inspection. She was soadorable with the quizzical look in her eyes, but she followed each instructionso beautifully. I walked around her, touching, tweaking, trying to create thatmixture of a little pain mixed with pleasure. I didn't want to cause much painbecause I knew she wasn't used to it yet, so I concentrated more on forcedpleasure, taking the control from her and allowing her to experience sheerintense pleasure while unable to prevent it when it felt intense, intense enoughthat during normal encounters she would call a halt to everything.
Finally I stood in front of her, I looked into her eyes and a thought occurredto me, "Love, in the last three days, since I brought up my question, whathave you done to learn about anything about this?"
She lowered her eyes and sighed, I had to smile, I knew her all too well,l knew that being intrigued about something she would have looked up informationto help her understand.
"Love, when we were in the other room, I told you to look at me when I talkto you, now if you don't want punishment to be a part of this first experiencethen I suggest you bring those eyes up and look directly at me and answer myquestion."
She brought her eyes back up to meet mine and she took a deep breath andanswered in a hushed whisper, "I looked up a few things on the net."
I smiled and asked her what she read or saw, and after a few minutes I hadlearned that she had taken a few looks at a few websites that I would bothhave recommended and warned her against. I also learned that she took a lookat a few pictures from a nice bondage site that shows some really erotic andintricate rope work. I was impressed with all she had learned, but for thepurpose of introducing a little humiliation for the night I was going to haveher describe what she saw, what she liked in the pictures while standing withher feet apart and her hands clasped behind her head.
"Okay, for this part, Love, I do want you to close your eyes and keep themclosed, I want you to stand like you are and describe in detail what you sawthat you liked in the pictures. If you should try to open your eyes, I willblindfold you, so make sure you keep them shut."
I listened as she stumbled shyly at first, trying to describe some of thedetails, her cheeks glowed with a pink blush of her slight embarrassment. Iasked her pointed questions that led her to remember the things she had foundintriguing. I walked around her, brushing close to her now and then; so thatmy presence would be known, but keeping her unsure of what it was I would do.Finally I stood still and just watched her face as she spoke, I noticed herbreathing had changed, it had grown deeper as the words spilled forth and herarousal led the way to her imagination.
I knelt down in front of her as she continued to describe the breast bondageshe had looked at, how the nipples were so hard on the girl. How she wonderedwhat it would be like to have someone tease her own nipples if her own breastswere tied the same way. But the enthusiasm in which she spoke with just wasn'tthere over the breast bondage as it was when she began to describe a crotchrope and having her hands tied, to be totally tied to where she couldn't move.My fingers played lightly up and down the inside of her leg as she talked.I very quietly asked her to tell me more about the crotch rope. I wasn't evensure anymore if she was even aware of my fingers tickling her thighs. Her scentwas growing stronger, but it was that sweet moan she exhaled with as my fingersbrushed against her moist lips that told me the pictures and all of what shehad read and seen had had a profound affect on her.
Her legs trembled just slightly as I moved my fingers back and forth throughthe folds of her warm moist pussy, she said something about looking at thepictures shown in segments and how when the crotch rope was pulled tight thatshe couldn't get it out of her head. I slid a finger very easily inside ofher as she gasped and the walls of her pussy squeezed around me. Her breathingquickened, her knees nearly buckled and gave out as she stood wrapped aroundmy one finger and cumming hard enough that I knew I would soon have to steadyher.
I removed my finger and stood up; I held onto her as she opened her eyesand looked at me, her eyes so filled with questions but she had no words toexpress what she was feeling. I moved her to the edge of the bed and sat herdown. I held her close until she could find her voice. What had just takenplace was more innocent in the grand scheme of where I could have taken things,but I knew I didn't have to just yet. We had all night to continue to exploreother things, but for now even this small almost innocent act had already seena great impact on her. So for now she needed to be held so she could have alittle time to understand what giving herself to someone to control reallymeant for her.
End of part one:
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