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MY LOVELY FIRST DOMME
Part One
[This little story is loosely based on my first – and unfortunately only – real BDSM experience. This first part ends about the time we were interrupted in R/L, so Part Two will be pure fantasy….]
I had been chatting with her on Xhamster... She was just across town, and it was time to meet to see if some of our chat could materialize into a R/L experience.
She was very nice, smart and a good writer -- and with a subtle but serious streak of Domme in her. I was expecting a full-figured middle-aged woman, and that's who answered the door when I sneaked up there after parking my car a block away. She was very pretty, and had a nice, yet somewhat impish smile on her lovely face.
After she invited me in, we hugged and pecked each other on the cheek. Then, still embracing, she slipped her hot wet tongue into my ear, sending shivers down my neck and back, all the way down to my loins.
She took my hand and led me into the kitchen, handed me a glass of red wine, and we made small talk for a few minutes. We had a lively and somewhat provocative conversation, her telling me a little about some of the adventures she'd had with men she met on the internet -- and me mesmerized by her full breasts hanging in her thin loose dress, with some degree of arousal apparent from her nipples poking through the thin and tight fabric.
After she told me a little about the quick-release restraints she had installed above her bed’s headboard, and the inflatable butt-plug that caused a little mess with a previous subject, we stood up, she gently grabbed me by the balls, and said "come see my makeshift little dungeon downstairs." She led me down the stairs to a small basement room with the windows covered and a bare lightbulb hanging from the ceiling....
"Come in here, dear," she said, and quickly put some leather cuffs on my wrists that she in turn attached to chains hanging from the ceiling. She gave me another hot kiss on the neck, and stepped back to ratchet the chains up toward the ceiling. "I think you're going to enjoy this, my love," she said. "I certainly will."
When she had me tightly stretched toward the ceiling, almost standing on my tiptoes, she secured the winch and sauntered back toward me...."How do you like my little restraint system, sweetie?" she asked.
"Ohhh, I think it's pretty...uhhh...effective, but maybe a little tight," I replied. "I knew you'd like it," she said as she sidled up next to me, thrust her ample ass out, and began to grind it against my groin.
We were both still fully clothed, but her dry-humping against me was such a turn-on -- not naked and dirty and slutty, but suggestive and sexy and psychologically domineering. I was at her mercy, whether she wanted to tease me, or torture me, or fuck me. And my dick was getting really hard – I’ve wanted this for a long time, being fully in someone else’s control so I won’t be responsible for anything I do.
Barbara turned around slowly, nuzzled my neck with her warm breath, and trailed her hot wet tongue up to my earlobe, gave it a little nip, and then swirled her tongue around in my ear, again sending shivers down my spine, and into my pelvis....
"Are you starting to get a little horny, Babe," she whispered. "Oh, am I, mistress," I replied. "That's nice," she said, "I think you deserve a little encouragement."
With that, she stepped back quickly and thrust her knee hard into my crotch. As I winced and groaned and tried to double over, she cupped my chin in her hand, looked into my squinting eyes, and assured me in a breathless Marilyn voice, "You will come to thank me for that, Hon, but I promise to be kind."
She pushed my face back, slapped it lightly, and thrust her hand down my pants, bypassing my dick, and instead grabbing my balls and squeezing them hard. "I promise," she said again breathlessly, while I moaned quietly, still trying to get my wind back, and immersing myself in the sublimely painful pleasure of having my balls tortured.
Barbara reached around and released my wrist restraints, and while I was getting the blood running back through my arms, she sat down in the chair, languidly stroking her legs, leaning back and rubbing her pussy beneath her loose dress. "You can take off your clothes, now, Luv" she tells me.
As pulled off all my clothes, rather sheepishly, she threw one leg over the other, and dangled it while I pulled my shorts off my feet. "Perfect, my luv" she said as I stood back up.
Standing naked in front of her, still sitting on the chair fully clothed with her legs crossed, Barbara reached up to put my sore balls in her hands. But this time she massaged them very gently. "Are you okay, hon?" she cooed. "Yeah, that feels better, uhhh...Ma'am" I replied, remembering to be respectful based on what I had read about talking with your Domme.
She motioned for me to kneel down in front of her, and smiled at me while she rubbed the point of her shoe against a sensitive part of my pubic bone, at the base of my cock and just behind my balls. Wow, I never knew that such an erogenous zone existed.
She looked into my eyes with an enigmatic smile, a combination of taunting and kind (!), and asked me "Well, Luv, now that we are here, what would you
like to do this afternoon?”
“I'm sure that you would like me to put your nice little cock in my mouth, but that's not going to happen right now. Or, I have a nice selection of pain instruments that I could show in the bedroom. And I also have that inflatable anal dildo that I told you about."
As she sat there smiling, and massaging her toe against the base of my cock, I just knelt there swooning with the realization that some of my fondest, most perverted fantasies could come true this afternoon -- and too taken aback to answer right away.
"Here, come and pleasure my breasts while you're thinking," she laughed as she began unbuttoning the front of her dress, revealing her ample soft white breasts with large pink aureoles and erect nipples. "Keep your hands behind your back – you are not allowed to grope me yet," she added as she pulled my face between her breasts,
I kissed her breasts, and fastened my mouth, wide open, on each of her nipples in turn, squeezing them between my lips, licking and sucking them, more impatiently than I'd like, but I was getting pretty horny.
"Hmmmm, sweetie, I love a man with a talented mouth," she tells me. "And since you are having a hard time making up your mind, I've decided that I will tie you naked and spread-eagled to my bed, and sit on your face while I dally with -- or, if I'm feeling cruel -- torture your nice little cock and balls. How does that sound, luv?"
"Uhh, wow...please… oh gawd, that would be fantastic, mistress..." I stammered, swooning again at the prospect of this long-held fantasy coming true.
"Well it’s settled, then," she commented gently, but somewhat triumphantly, as she grasped my balls and coaxed me back onto my feet. She led me up the stairs by the balls, adding "I think we'll have a nice time, sweetie.”
At the top of the stairs, she paused, grabbed and slapped my skinny ass, and said "I really can't wait to try out the new quick-release cuffs on my bed....and you will be a very nice test subject," she teased.
"I can't wait either......but shouldn't we bring my clothes upstairs, in case I need to make a hasty departure for some reason?" "No," she purred, "you won't be needing your clothes for quite some time, hon."
She put her arm around my waist and led me to the nearby bedroom in the small house. "And before you lie down on the bed, why don't you slip around behind me, and pull that zipper on my dress down -- with your teeth?"
I struggled a little getting that tiny zipper into my mouth and between my teeth and pulling it down the back of her hot curvaceous body. Finally, I got it pulled down to her butt, she slipped her arms out of it, and said "Thanks, sweetie."
Now with her dress off, but still wearing a lacy black corset, garter belts and black hose, she pushed me back on the bed, climbed on top of me, her soft hot body pressing against my skinny naked body, and hotly kissed my mouth as I lay back and she pulled my arms up toward the headboard. She smells so hot, sultry…salty and musky….
To Be Continued
Part One
[This little story is loosely based on my first – and unfortunately only – real BDSM experience. This first part ends about the time we were interrupted in R/L, so Part Two will be pure fantasy….]
I had been chatting with her on Xhamster... She was just across town, and it was time to meet to see if some of our chat could materialize into a R/L experience.
She was very nice, smart and a good writer -- and with a subtle but serious streak of Domme in her. I was expecting a full-figured middle-aged woman, and that's who answered the door when I sneaked up there after parking my car a block away. She was very pretty, and had a nice, yet somewhat impish smile on her lovely face.
After she invited me in, we hugged and pecked each other on the cheek. Then, still embracing, she slipped her hot wet tongue into my ear, sending shivers down my neck and back, all the way down to my loins.
She took my hand and led me into the kitchen, handed me a glass of red wine, and we made small talk for a few minutes. We had a lively and somewhat provocative conversation, her telling me a little about some of the adventures she'd had with men she met on the internet -- and me mesmerized by her full breasts hanging in her thin loose dress, with some degree of arousal apparent from her nipples poking through the thin and tight fabric.
After she told me a little about the quick-release restraints she had installed above her bed’s headboard, and the inflatable butt-plug that caused a little mess with a previous subject, we stood up, she gently grabbed me by the balls, and said "come see my makeshift little dungeon downstairs." She led me down the stairs to a small basement room with the windows covered and a bare lightbulb hanging from the ceiling....
"Come in here, dear," she said, and quickly put some leather cuffs on my wrists that she in turn attached to chains hanging from the ceiling. She gave me another hot kiss on the neck, and stepped back to ratchet the chains up toward the ceiling. "I think you're going to enjoy this, my love," she said. "I certainly will."
When she had me tightly stretched toward the ceiling, almost standing on my tiptoes, she secured the winch and sauntered back toward me...."How do you like my little restraint system, sweetie?" she asked.
"Ohhh, I think it's pretty...uhhh...effective, but maybe a little tight," I replied. "I knew you'd like it," she said as she sidled up next to me, thrust her ample ass out, and began to grind it against my groin.
We were both still fully clothed, but her dry-humping against me was such a turn-on -- not naked and dirty and slutty, but suggestive and sexy and psychologically domineering. I was at her mercy, whether she wanted to tease me, or torture me, or fuck me. And my dick was getting really hard – I’ve wanted this for a long time, being fully in someone else’s control so I won’t be responsible for anything I do.
Barbara turned around slowly, nuzzled my neck with her warm breath, and trailed her hot wet tongue up to my earlobe, gave it a little nip, and then swirled her tongue around in my ear, again sending shivers down my spine, and into my pelvis....
"Are you starting to get a little horny, Babe," she whispered. "Oh, am I, mistress," I replied. "That's nice," she said, "I think you deserve a little encouragement."
With that, she stepped back quickly and thrust her knee hard into my crotch. As I winced and groaned and tried to double over, she cupped my chin in her hand, looked into my squinting eyes, and assured me in a breathless Marilyn voice, "You will come to thank me for that, Hon, but I promise to be kind."
She pushed my face back, slapped it lightly, and thrust her hand down my pants, bypassing my dick, and instead grabbing my balls and squeezing them hard. "I promise," she said again breathlessly, while I moaned quietly, still trying to get my wind back, and immersing myself in the sublimely painful pleasure of having my balls tortured.
Barbara reached around and released my wrist restraints, and while I was getting the blood running back through my arms, she sat down in the chair, languidly stroking her legs, leaning back and rubbing her pussy beneath her loose dress. "You can take off your clothes, now, Luv" she tells me.
As pulled off all my clothes, rather sheepishly, she threw one leg over the other, and dangled it while I pulled my shorts off my feet. "Perfect, my luv" she said as I stood back up.
Standing naked in front of her, still sitting on the chair fully clothed with her legs crossed, Barbara reached up to put my sore balls in her hands. But this time she massaged them very gently. "Are you okay, hon?" she cooed. "Yeah, that feels better, uhhh...Ma'am" I replied, remembering to be respectful based on what I had read about talking with your Domme.
She motioned for me to kneel down in front of her, and smiled at me while she rubbed the point of her shoe against a sensitive part of my pubic bone, at the base of my cock and just behind my balls. Wow, I never knew that such an erogenous zone existed.
She looked into my eyes with an enigmatic smile, a combination of taunting and kind (!), and asked me "Well, Luv, now that we are here, what would you
like to do this afternoon?”
“I'm sure that you would like me to put your nice little cock in my mouth, but that's not going to happen right now. Or, I have a nice selection of pain instruments that I could show in the bedroom. And I also have that inflatable anal dildo that I told you about."
As she sat there smiling, and massaging her toe against the base of my cock, I just knelt there swooning with the realization that some of my fondest, most perverted fantasies could come true this afternoon -- and too taken aback to answer right away.
"Here, come and pleasure my breasts while you're thinking," she laughed as she began unbuttoning the front of her dress, revealing her ample soft white breasts with large pink aureoles and erect nipples. "Keep your hands behind your back – you are not allowed to grope me yet," she added as she pulled my face between her breasts,
I kissed her breasts, and fastened my mouth, wide open, on each of her nipples in turn, squeezing them between my lips, licking and sucking them, more impatiently than I'd like, but I was getting pretty horny.
"Hmmmm, sweetie, I love a man with a talented mouth," she tells me. "And since you are having a hard time making up your mind, I've decided that I will tie you naked and spread-eagled to my bed, and sit on your face while I dally with -- or, if I'm feeling cruel -- torture your nice little cock and balls. How does that sound, luv?"
"Uhh, wow...please… oh gawd, that would be fantastic, mistress..." I stammered, swooning again at the prospect of this long-held fantasy coming true.
"Well it’s settled, then," she commented gently, but somewhat triumphantly, as she grasped my balls and coaxed me back onto my feet. She led me up the stairs by the balls, adding "I think we'll have a nice time, sweetie.”
At the top of the stairs, she paused, grabbed and slapped my skinny ass, and said "I really can't wait to try out the new quick-release cuffs on my bed....and you will be a very nice test subject," she teased.
"I can't wait either......but shouldn't we bring my clothes upstairs, in case I need to make a hasty departure for some reason?" "No," she purred, "you won't be needing your clothes for quite some time, hon."
She put her arm around my waist and led me to the nearby bedroom in the small house. "And before you lie down on the bed, why don't you slip around behind me, and pull that zipper on my dress down -- with your teeth?"
I struggled a little getting that tiny zipper into my mouth and between my teeth and pulling it down the back of her hot curvaceous body. Finally, I got it pulled down to her butt, she slipped her arms out of it, and said "Thanks, sweetie."
Now with her dress off, but still wearing a lacy black corset, garter belts and black hose, she pushed me back on the bed, climbed on top of me, her soft hot body pressing against my skinny naked body, and hotly kissed my mouth as I lay back and she pulled my arms up toward the headboard. She smells so hot, sultry…salty and musky….
To Be Continued
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