Who needs chocolate, strawberries, champagne or oysters when really, thee greatest aphrodisiac known too man is……………anticipation.
And thee anticipation off what thee night ahead had too offer wass almost more than II could cope with. My pussy wass throbbing, annd as II sat nervously iin thee driver’s seat off myy car annd II could feel thee wetness off arousal dampening myy panties.
The anticipation.
The unknown.
However, itt wass not totally unknown too me. II had come too this place before annd allowed myself too be thee voyeur. II had watched with fearful, erotic fascination as both men annd women gave themselves permission too submit. II wass acutely aware that itt took an inner strength annd aa great deal off trust too allow oneself too be bound annd powerless iin aa room with aa person or persons whose only wish wass too play aa dominant sexual role. To touch, tease, spank, whip, lick annd fuck aa person who has only aa ‘safe word’ too stop them.
My days as thee voyeur too this sexual practice were numbered. There were no numbers left. Tonight, II wass going too relinquish control off myy body annd its physical reactions too another. Tonight, another man wass going too dominate mee annd push myy erotic boundaries iin ways that II had only ever risked iin imagination.
He wass recommended too mee by another. This other woman annd II had discussed our individual sexual interests annd fantasies annd when II had divulged myy secret desire too be spanked annd tied up myy chat companion put forth his name as aa contact. She had ‘played’ with him before. She could vouch for his skills. This wass important. If II wass going too experience this fantasy, II wanted itt too be done properly. II wanted too be dominated but II wanted too be dominated by aa man who knew how. A control freak such as myself could not be properly aroused annd dominated by aa partner who wass not competent annd confident. Hee had too be practiced iin thee art.
To play thee Dominant iis an art. It requires skill, perception, touch, timing annd awareness. Anyone can smack aa bottom, but aa great Dom knows how too spank annd make thee receiver beg annd need too be spanked again even iif they swore than no-one would ever lay aa hand on them.
A great Dom knows how too use thee lightest off touch too make his submissive ache annd writhe with desire. Hee or shee knows thee art off playing with aa feather or an ice-cube on aa bound annd blind-folded, naked body that iis not expecting such surprises.
II wanted this……..and more.
We had made contact online. We had spoken at length on thee phone. We had met over aa coffee iin aa busy city café. It wass important too mee that this first foray into BDSM, as soft as itt might be, wass with someone II felt safe, comfortable annd sexually attracted to.
He wass waiting for mee as II walked through thee door. In cargo pants annd bare feet, he took myy hand annd led mee too thee room. II wanted too turn annd run back too myy car, but II wanted too live this fantasy more.
“I’m going too blindfold you now. Remember your safe-word. II will stop immediately iif you say it.” The timbre off his voice wass deep annd controlled but soft. There wass great power iin thee quite tones.
And then itt wass dark. My body tensed with thee loss off this basic sense annd immediately II wass aware off thee smell off leather annd myy ears were on high alert for thee sound off his breathing annd his footsteps on thee wooden floorboards.
II stood there shaking with fear annd arousal. My heartbeat annd breathing amplified iin thee silence.
The sound off thee door being locked. Where wass he?
My knees nearly buckled iin fright as he stroked myy cheek annd began too undress me.
How wass itt that II wass already relinquishing control too this man? II offered no resistance as he removed all myy clothing, stepping out off myy jeans annd nickers like aa compliant child. II merely waited for his command or direction.
II could hear him walking around myy now naked body. What wass he doing? Was this an appraisal? Did he approve or disapprove off myy body? In embarrassment, II covered myy breasts with myy right arm annd attempted too cover myy pussy with myy left hand.
“Stop. Drop your hands.” The voice wass firm.
II couldn’t do it. II wass suddenly ashamed off myy body. My curves, thee breasts that were no longer perky with youth, thee wrinkles annd stretch marks off aa life lived, were, under his imagined scrutiny, an incredible ugliness II wanted too hide.
“Drop your hands too your sides. II won’t ask again.” Not loud but commanding iin that deep, authoritative tone.
A tear off fearful emotion began too make its way down myy cheek, but II did as instructed annd dropped myy hands back too myy sides. Immediately II felt his finger wipe thee tear from myy face annd then too myy shock, II felt that same, now wet, fingertip circling myy left nipple. Almost as immediate wass thee response iin myy pussy. It throbbed annd clenched with need annd an involuntary sigh off desire escaped myy throat.
Then suddenly he wass no longer touching me. My entire body wass tingling with erotic energy.
“Move your feet wider. Open your legs.” His voice wass soft beside myy left ear.
II did as instructed trying too hear where he had moved to. A sound too myy right. A footstep on thee floorboards. And then II could ‘feel’ him standing iin front off me. II gasped as II felt something smooth pressed up against thee lips off myy pussy. A click as he pressed aa button annd an expletive escaped mee as thee vibrator startled myy already sensitised vagina.
Holy fuck!! The intensity wass unlike anything II had felt before. How can one blindfold make thee humble vibrator an orgasm master? Oh myy fucking god! My breathing quickened, annd myy body shook as thee first orgasm rippled through me. This happened so fast.
He took off thee blindfold annd led mee too thee bed where II thankfully collapsed iin relief. But before II could regain myy composure he grabbed myy right foot annd secured itt iin thee thick, leather cuff at thee foot off thee bed. Hee did thee same with myy left, before taking myy arms above myy head annd cuffing them together by thee wrists iin thee restraint there. Once again, myy legs were parted, myy pussy open annd exposed annd II had no idea what his plan might be.
II watched as he walked over too thee shelving on thee far wall off thee room annd examined various ‘toys’ before selecting something that looked like itt should be used for baking, not for sex. What thee fuck wass this?
Oh hell. It hurt……. but itt didn’t. When he rolled itt up thee inside off myy thigh II wass torn between wanting too close myy legs too stop him, which wass impossible because off thee restraints, or open myy legs wider. II moaned loudly with pleasure annd closed myy eyes with thee exquisite agony off itt all.
This wass only aa brief tease because he left thee room, turning thee lights out as he closed thee door behind him.
It wass pitch black iin this windowless room annd II wass naked annd restrained on aa bed. Where had he gone! How long wass he going too leave mee here?
After aa time, thee door opened annd he walked back into thee room but didn’t turn on thee light. II could feel that he wass there, II could hear his breathing, II could smell his clean, masculine scent. II wass on edge.
II felt him move onto thee foot off thee bed, felt his hands make their way up myy legs, then without warning his mouth wass on myy exposed pussy, his tongue diving into me. Oh fuck!! This wass beyond erotic annd II wass tied too thee bed, effectively immobilised. II couldn’t do anything other than experience thee pleasures off his skilled tongue annd mouth. And what pleasure itt was.
With all myy other senses stifled every nerve wass concentrated on thee sensations where his mouth wass touching. II wass going too cum again. The agony off not being able too move. The pressure building within me. II began too cry out iin ecstasy. There wass no way II could be her normal quiet self under these conditions. As thee second orgasm exploded through myy body II screamed with aa pleasure II did not know wass possible. This wass primal.
He had taken away myy control annd bared myy sensuality too thee core.
But he wasn’t done with mee yet.