I pulled up, checking the address I’d been given again, and licked my lips, this was it, I was suddenly nervous, my palms sweaty and my breathing shallow, I needed to calm down. We’d met on the internet and started chatting, general stuff to start with, and then as we got to know each other a little better, we began to flirt, getting more and more adventurous, until the questions became more probing, almost without realising I was telling you my secrets, my fantasies , and you were encouraging me, supporting me, giving me further ideas, arousing me. Every night when we signed out, my knickers would be soaking, and I would go to bed and play, reliving the conversations we had had.

It soon became apparant that we were at opposite ends of the same spectrum, whereas I loved to be submissive, needed discipline and orders, and craved having to obey someone, you loved to be in control, loved the power of having someone do your bidding and our conversations became more risque, as your orders became more daring and naughty, and I got caught up in obeying them.

When you suggested meeting, I was excited and nervous, especially as you outlined how you wanted to control me, make me do your bidding, punish me to help me find the real me and I soon found myself agreeing. and now , well now here I am, outside your house and I get out of the car, closing the door behind me and reaching your door, I knock loudly.

It opens and you step to one side waiting for me to enter, not saying a word, and I look at you from under my lashes, you are bigger than I thought, and for a second I feel intimidated even though my knickers are already damp. You circle me, studying me, still not saying a word and I shuffle feeling uncomfortable, especially when I feel your hand grasp the back of my neck and propel me into the living room.

‘Strip’ you order, your voice making me jump and I shake my head, suddenly afraid I have made a mistake ‘NOW’

Trembling I slowly start to undo my buttons, letting my shirt fall to the floor, before undoing and stepping out of my skirt, stood in just my bra and knickers, I cover my body self consciously and you stand in front of me moving my hands ‘Continue’ you say, and I remove the rest letting them join my clothes on the floor.

‘Open your legs’ you order ‘your legs are never to be together and clasp your hands behind your back, what ever I do, you must not release them, do you understand?’

I nod and you hold my chin ‘DO YOU UNDERSTAND?’

‘Yes Ssiirr’ I stammer

‘Better’ you say tying a blindfold across my eyes before gently stroking my clit, making me moan and sway, I can feel your fingers opening my lips and I thrust my hips towards you, wanting to feel them slide inside, my juices starting to flow as you continue to rub, inserting one finger and then another, lifting me onto my toes as your thumb massages my clit, groaning I bite down on my lip, I cant cum this quickly, and I clench against you trying to stem the build up I can feel.

Your hot breath against my neck makes me jump ‘Let it go’ you whisper, and with a shudder I cum over your fingers, feeling my body respond to your touch , your voice, your words.

‘Good girl’ you say kissing me lightly on the lips before giving me your fingers to suck clean, ‘The first of many while you are here’

Mmmmm I can feel you behind me, and I lean against you, feeling the bulge of your cock nudging against my bum, your hands stroking my body, and as they brush against my nipples, they spring to life, hard, wanting to be touched, kissing my neck, you roll them between your finger and thumb, getting harder and harder, rougher and rougher until I whimper in pain, you stop for a second before continuing, the pain courses through my body, but is now changing, I feel a tingle between my legs and realise I am getting turned on by it .

‘I’m not going to stop until you cum again’ you whisper in my ear, twisting my nipples painfully and as my breathing changes and I start to moan and gasp I can feel your cock twitching against me, and with a scream I cum for the second time.

‘Oohh Good girl’ you say again and as I feel my knees tremble, I know that sentence really turns me on. Removing my blindfold, you stand in front of me, lifting my chin to look at you, and kissing me, gently at first, feather kisses around my mouth, your fingers still playing with my nipples, coaxing them , making them hard again and I moan, they are still so sensitive, putting my arms around your neck, I pull you in deeper, I want you to kiss me hard and when I feel your tongue probing my mouth, getting rougher , more urgent I respond.