So we worked together for a while, she was slim and trim, 34a titties, we shared a similar humour and she liked my job experience as been in the same role for years. We had a shared interest in the Union and workers rights, she was the LGBGT rep. She was married to Amy and we met on one or two events away, nice girl, she had a job that took her away from home for several weeks/months sometimes.
It became clear that Sharon was quite a slut, plenty of rumours about other women. We had one particular day out with others we worked with and she would get quite pissed and in my Dad role I helped her from a few pubs and also to the railway station for the train home. Several times steadying her from falling over I accidentally touched and grabbed her tits, clearly braless, I do love braless little tits. The conversation then became more saucy and I am sort of ashamed that I did put my hand down her top and grope her tits and squeeze her nipple, which she did moan about.
We had one or two further chats, she knew from banter at work I could be quite Dominant and I cheekily said I hope for the next night out coming up soon that she would wear a skirt with the appropriate accompaniments in underwear. Part way through the evening I did suggest, after enquiring about her underwear that she went to the loo and remove her little thong, she just looked at me and said yes sir and walked off to the loo immediately. When she came back she held her handbag open so I could see the silly strip of material, always thought more women should be knickerless!!!
At a club later I eventually managed to grope her pussy lips, bald and soaking by the way, after stroking her stocking tops. She seemed ripe for it and loved being led. The night ended with a french kiss and her saying, fuck old man you can kiss good, that’s not all I replied. We then had a series of saucy texts and the following morning with a hangover horn I text her to see how she felt about last night and I she wanted to take things further, she did.
So the following weekend, Amy was away with work for a month, saw me arrive at Sharons with a large holdall of my BDSM “gear”. She had been instructed during the week on what to wear exactly. Totally transparent blouse, no bra, deep suspender belt with at least 8 straps, seamed lace top stockings, mini skirt short enough to show the lace tops a little, no knicks, plugged and killer strappy heels. I wanted her to spend a lot of time doing her make up and slutty red lipstick with lip gloss.
As she opened the door I could see she had clearly obeyed my dress requirements. She also didn’t hide behind the door, which I closed and put my hold-all on the hallway table, then walked around her, assessing my prey. Her hands automatically were clasped behind her back in true submissive style. I walked around her around 10 times, touching her back, neck, stomach, thighs, but avoided her nipples, which were rigid and her pussy of course.
I complemented her on her obedience in her dressing to my high standards and said I hoped she would be as obedient during the evening, yes sir she said without being prompted. I picked out the collar and lead and asked her if she knew the meaning of wearing someone’s collar, she said yes sir, don’t forget it slut I said. I noticed her breathing, stood still but almost hyperventilating, so I knew the coast was clear, which increased when I picked up her blonde hair and kissed and licked her neck. I then took my fone out and took a couple of pics of the front, back and sides, I knew she loved being photo’d.
She was instructed to turn around and sink the her knees, then all fours and the to crawl behind me, slowly and being careful not to ladder her stockings, into the kitchen, which had a long cottagey style wooden table which was an ideal height for her to lean on her front, bending from the waist, her pussy just visible if I bent down a bit to look, I did. I then added cuffs to her ankles, tied around the table leg with cable ties, such a handy invention, lol. Wrist cuffs also applied and clipped behind her back. Being quite fit she could actually stand up with her arms behind her back so decided to attach some cord to her collar so she couldn’t stand up fully. A few more photos followed with me then stroking her stockings and tops and a little of the soft thing above, to a few gasps, but not to her pussy lips which looked glistening.
To enhance her humiliation I then sat on a chair by her head and mentioned that she was clearly and adulterous Lesbian slut, mentioning what others had said on her Union trips away, she admitted to it all. I then mentioned not just a Lesbian slut, but also a bisexual slut, she replied yes sir I just love sex. I reminded her she was my 3 hole slut tonight and also the traffic system for BDSM. I then mentioned after touching and stroking her for a further period, complimenting her on her make up and fashion sense obedience that she was an adulterous slut and that she needed to be disciplined, yes sir she said.
I went for the short cane and mentioned to her to thank me after each stroke after mentioning the number. I lifted her tight skirt a little, loved the view so took a few more pics on my fone of the view in front of me. I then caressed her ass with the cane for a while, before administering a fairly hard first stroke, 1 thank you sir was her immediate reply, followed by 2, 3, 4 and 5. I decided the following 5 would be increasingly severe but did make her wait a little longer before she felt each stroke, the last 3 were harder then I have ever done but she took them well, I did notice her thighs quivering, so nice to see ones efforts being appreciated, lol.
I then let her rest and the endorphins take over while caressing her crotch, to her lips and eventually her clit, her was bucking like a bronco and moaning like a slut, her dint absolutely leaking.
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