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By (user no longer on site) OP     over a year ago

It's unedited at the moment. Feedback welcomed, good and bad. Thanks for taking the time to read it. Part 1 of about 8, all unpolished and works in progress.

The first time it happened she was newly 18 and had been living in the same town all her life. She had seen the same sights and heard the same sounds for each one of those years; it was fair to say that she had been very bored. She’d always known that she was an attractive girl, at over five and a half feet tall she wasn’t ever going to be a supermodel, but with her long brown hair, green eyes and a body she wasn’t ashamed of, she had thought she out to be having more fun than she currently was. That had changed with the sudden arrival of a new man in town, his black Audi turned up one day outside a bar she liked to go to with friends. He’d been sat at the bar, watching her as she laughed and joked with the group before walking over to her and asking to buy her a drink. She’d liked the directness along with his tall, dark and handsome looks. He had a lot of confidence and when he’d kissed her at the end of the night she knew that she was in for a lot more fun than she’d been having. ? Two days later she met him for a second date and after having flirted with each other constantly throughout the evening she’d gone back with him to his flat, slightly d*unk and more than a little turned on by his ever more forward nature. He’d clearly wanted her, asking about her previous experiences with men and fantasies she wanted to explore. Her previous sexual exploits were nothing to write home about, losing her virginity to a boy at her school at 16 during a fumbled encounter at a friend’s house party. Following that a long term boyfriend who she’d broken up with a year ago had left her with a lot of experience in very little. She’d told him that she’d kissed one of her girlfriends once during a game a spin the bottle and hadn’t found it an unpleasant experience but as for fantasies, she didn’t really know what she wanted for lack of anything to fire her imagination.

He’d left her in the sitting room whilst he went to get her another drink so she decided that she was going to have a look around. Her attention was drawn to a series of photographs of him stood with people in various locations around the world. Some were of famous people at ski resorts in Europe, some were clearly taken in New York with various groups of friends including a group of what she considered spectacular looking girls. She wondered how he knew them and found herself getting a little flushed with both jealousy and curiosity. She had picked another photo up, one of him with another stunning girl in what appeared to be Hong Kong, when he walked back into the room and called her name. Startled and a little embarrassed to have been caught snooping she jumped and dropped the photo which fell to the floor, smashing on the polished hardwood. She gasped and covered her mouth with her hands as she stared first at the broken picture frame and then up at him, unsure of what to do.

“I’m so sorry!” She stammered and went to pick the broken pieces up from where they lay. She completely forgot that with the short dress she was wearing he would be getting a perfect look at her toned thighs and ass as she bent over.

“Stop!” He said, with such authority that she simply stopped what she was doing and stood there, bent over at the waist with her hands on the floor, looking around at him with surprise. She blushed as she realised what he was looking at, her ass framed by a set of very small black lace underwear and she stood up.

“I’m really sorry! I’ll replace it, I promise!” She went to squat down this time but again he made her stop.

“It’s a picture frame, it can be replaced.” He walked towards her and she started to stammer another apology, something about being curious to see where he’d been in the world when he detoured and sat on the sofa, watching her stood over the broken picture. He smiled as he took her in, long straight brown hair down to her waist framing big green eyes in a pale face possessing full and red lips. She wasn’t tall but she was well proportioned, large natural breasts and wide hips giving her an hourglass figure which stretched down to the ground on two long and toned legs. She was wearing a black silk dress which came down to her mid-thigh and a set of tall, patent heels which gave her ass a rounded and perky look. She was clearly not wearing a bra, clearly didn’t need it so that made the black lace underwear the last piece of the ensemble. She cocked her head to the side, confused as he obviously checked her out from head to toe. She wasn’t used to being the object of so much scrutiny and she blushed deeply across her face and chest, she felt her skin burning a bright red. She tried to apologise for a third time but he held up a hand to stop her and she did as she was bid.

“Do you really feel like you need to make up for it?” He asked her, his tone almost playful as he continued to drink her in with his eyes. She nodded, unsure of herself, nervous even.

“Do you trust me?” She nodded again, her hands now clasped in front of her. “Do you find me attractive?” He smiled as he asked her, obviously enjoying her being off guard. She nodded, her blush returning in full force which only seemed to spur him on. He gestured for her to come closer and she took a couple of steps towards him, standing now a few feet from the couch on a soft white fur rug.

“I do trust you and I do find you attractive…I’m just not sure where this is going…” She said softly.

“If you hadn’t broken that picture, would we be sat on this sofa now flirting and teasing like we have been since we first met?” He took a drink from a glass next to where he sat. “Would you be thinking about you and I under different, more intimate circumstances?”

“Well…” She fumbled for words “…I think…maybe…probably…” He smiled at her, her cheeks blushing red, her hands now by her sides as she fought for words. He stood and walked across to her, taking her chin in his fingers and lifting her head up to let him kiss her deeply. She relaxed a little bit as this sign of affection, happy that she hadn’t ruined things between them both. He paced around behind her, running his fingers down her neck on both sides, tracing the smooth lines of her skin down onto her shoulders, resting them against the straps of her dress. Her breath caught in her throat at the touch and she arched her back almost imperceptivity at the electricity that ran though her, she could feel herself getting aroused and she liked it.

“So, let’s just say that you’re very sorry. The picture frame will be fixed later, but for now, to show me how sorry you are, you’re going to let me be in charge for a little while, yes?” She didn’t know what to say, she just stood there, feeling his warm breath on her shoulder as her mind went blank. All she could feel was him lean in and kiss down the side of her neck and onto the soft skin of her exposed back, she opened her mouth to gasp and found herself nodding in agreement with him. She felt him move his fingers outwards as he kissed down her back and felt the silk of her dress slide down her body. She went to move to slip the material over her breasts where it had become hung up on her curves but felt her wrists being held at her side.

“You stay right where you are until you’re told, understand?” Despite herself she felt a rush of excitement flow though her. She had never experienced anything like this before! Being the subject of somebody’s undivided attention, being controlled and held not just in body but somehow in mind as well. She liked it and it was turning her on massively as she nodded yet again. “Good. It’s all about give and take you see.” He reached forwards over her shoulders, his fingertips gliding over her skin as he ran them down over the tops of her breasts, shuffling the material forwards until it slid to the floor at her feet, leaving her stood in simply her underwear and heels.

“What do you mean?” His hands lingered for a second at her chest, slowly and gently cupping her ample breasts and running his fingers underneath them, eliciting a gasp of excitement from her.

“Well it’s simple. You do as I command and I make sure you feel very, very good.” She arched more this time, feeling her ass press against his crotch as his fingertips darted over her small, pink, hard nipples.

“And if I don’t?” She asked playfully, enjoying his hands roaming across her taught stomach and onto her hips. His hands came to rest on her ass, his palms cupping the round flesh easily.

“Well let’s just say it would be a shame to make this pretty ass all red, wouldn’t it?” She blushed at the suggestion; he’d spank her? Like a naughty young girl? Nobody had spanked her since she was five years old and she didn’t know how to feel about the prospect now! The arousal got the better of her and she smiled to herself.

“What happens if I like it?” She felt him squeeze her ass gently and he whispered in her ear.

“Then I’ll get the pleasure of having a bad little slut over my knee.” The authority in his voice, even at a whisper was overpowering. Her ass in his hands and the feel of him behind her thrilled her. He’d definitely called her a slut but she didn’t care, in fact it added to her already pounding arousal, she was already so wet she’d ruined her underwear and she wanted more. She had never thought it possible but she wanted this, to be dominated and controlled for his enjoyment. The very idea of it thrilled her.

His hands slid lower, dragging the sides of her underwear down her legs before he let them drop to the floor along with the dress. He put his hand on the back of her neck and had her step forwards and out of her piled clothes. He carried on leading her by the back of the neck, her heels clicking on the polished floor, her arms by her sides as he led her over to a mirror mounted on the wall. She saw herself and him reflected in the glass, felt tiny in his presence despite being nearly six feet tall in the heels she wore. She saw him looking her up and down, his eyes wondering from the perky swell of her breasts to the waxed V between her thighs, her body an open book for his wandering eyes to take in.

“Place your hands either side of the mirror, keep your feet where they are.” She did as she was told, bending at the waist and placing the flats of her palms against the cool wall to each side of the glass. She looked upwards to see him watching her from a step or two behind her. She had always been flexible so complied easily as he told her to bend lower and lower until she was past horizontal with the wall, her ass and obviously wet pussy in the air for him to see. She saw how aroused he was, the bulge in his jeans giving it away and she spread her thighs a little wider to give him an even better view, smiling to herself in the mirror as her long hair slid down towards the floor. She jumped a little at the electricity of his touch as he stepped forwards and ran his fingertips up the backs of her thighs and over her ass.

“Don’t you dare move.” He said, his palms against her ass cheeks. In her mind she thought she had overstepped, not done as he’d asked despite wanting to please him, her heart raced as she waiting for the feeling of his hand smacking her ass. It never came and she relaxed a little, watching as he bent slowly down behind her, his hands gently spread her ass cheeks to expose her that bit more. She’d never felt so vulnerable and never felt so turned on. She could feel his hands spreading her wide, his gentle fingers on the edges of her pussy, spreading her there as well, his hot breath against her most intimate area. She wanted so much to just back up onto his mouth but stayed still, obeying despite her desires. She knew she’d be glistening wet with arousal and desperately tried not to moan loudly as she felt his tongue run up from her clit all the way to her ass in one slow, deliberate movement. His tongue, so wet, so firm, slipped slowly across her clit once again, taking its time to form slow circles around it. She almost collapsed as he licked it gently, gasping loudly and fighting against her knees buckling as his touch ran through her. A wetted finger replaced the tongue on her clit, rubbing slow circles over the sensitive flesh. He leaned over her and whispered in her ear.

“Now for a little test…” He knelt behind her again and she gasped with surprise as she felt his tongue slowly lick at her ass. She wanted to move, to say that she’d always thought anal play was weird but she remembered his hand on her ass, his instruction for her to be a good little slut, how she wanted this so badly now it was happening, so she stayed still and let his tongue slowly tease her exposed ass. She stood there and wondered at the sensation for a few more moments, the weirdness of it all slowly fading, being replaced by the sensation of pleasure and arousal at his movements. Combined with the finger on her clit she was getting very, very close to losing control of herself, she could feel the amazing orgasm building to a climax inside her rapidly and desperately tried to keep it in check. She looked up and saw herself, bright red and panting hard as his finger and tongue carried on doing their work, his other hand spreading her ass still as she watched him have her as he wanted. It was all too much for her and with a barely stifled “Oh fuck…” she came harder than she’d ever thought possible, her hand clamping over her mouth to stop herself screaming. She would have completely collapsed had it not been for his hands holding her hips and stopping her from dropping to the floor in front of the mirror. As it was she simply stood there and let her orgasm rock her, her legs shaking and her breathing rapid as she came in waves.

He let her stand there for a moment, watching as her orgasm faded and she regained the use of her legs. He smiled at her, running his fingers up her naked back before grasping her by the back of the neck again and guiding her to until she was squatting in front of him. His grin widened as she slowly pulled down his jeans, the mirror behind her gave him a fantastic view of her heart shaped ass resting on her high, black heels. She let her hair cascade down her back as she grasped his hard cock through his boxers, smiling to herself at its thickness and length as she pulled the material down, her eyes widening with delight. She paused as he reached down and gripped her chin in his large hand, she looked up at him with her green eyes wide with confusion and anticipation.

“Put your hands behind your back.” He smiled down at her as she went to speak but stopped and simply moved her hands to the small of her back, resting her palms just above her ass. The movement made her thrust her already large breasts forward and left her looking up at him with his thick cock inches from her lips. She opened her mouth, never letting her eyes stray from his as he moved himself forwards and she felt his cock slip between her waiting lips. She let him slowly begin to fuck her mouth, her tongue making slow lazy circles against his head. She could hardly believe it but he was actually getting thicker in her mouth as he became more and more aroused. She made to move her hands from behind her back to brace herself against his legs but he reached forwards and took a thick handful of her hair.

“What have I told you about moving?” He gripped her hair so tightly she threw her head back and gasped, his wet cock resting against her mouth and chin. She surprised herself when she moaned in pleasure, how was he doing this to her? She had never imagined anything like this before, never imagined she would be turned on being used, controlled and even punished. She saw herself there in the mirror as he moved around behind her, still holding her hair in his fist. She looked at the tall, hot man with his hand controlling her, saw her own reflection in the mirror and her look of mixed pleasure and pain and her arousal flowed back through her again like a wave. He’d called her a slut earlier and she’d almost ignored it, now she wondered whether he was right, her own arousal at being treated this way confusing her.

He made her stand and guided her across to a wide dining table, her heels and the way he was holding her making her falter as she walked.

“Keep your hands where I told you.” His voice still captivated her and she obeyed as he pushed her head forwards, bending her over the table until her body was pressed against the polished wood surface, the cold making her nipples instantly hard and goose bumps break out over her stomach and legs. She kept her hands against the small of her back and waited as he stood next to her, one hand still in her hair as the other one gently traced across her ass. She knew what was coming and her confusion deepened, her fear of pain competing with her utter arousal at being dominated in this way.

The first slap made her jump, the electric pain of his palm against her skin shooting through her instantly before it faded to a gentle tingling. She moaned and he slapped her again, just as hard but on the other cheek, she jumped less this time but still felt her skin becoming red and hot as he moved to deliver another slap. She felt and heard the crack of his hand against her skin and whimpered with a mix of pleasure and pain, wriggling her ass around to fight the sensation of heat and pain there.

“Have you learned yet, slut?” He was enjoying it and she knew it. The smile in his voice was evident and she gasped as he pulled her hair gently.

“Yes…” She moaned. The next slap made her jump again, surprise more than anything making her react.

“Yes, what?” She knew instinctively what he wanted and knew that she was going to say it even before she opened her mouth to speak. She knew that it would change their relationship in an instant and she knew that she wanted it, she’d never been so turned on in her entire life. She knew that if she said what he wanted, she would be going down a rabbit hole that she had no idea of the depths to which it reached but right there, in that moment she could say nothing else.

“Yes Master.” Her voice was barely above a whisper and she felt the pressure against her hair lessen slightly.

“Good girl. Now, tell me what you want.” He let go of her hair and ran his fingers down her back, taking hold of her wrists and resting his rock hard cock against her pussy. She gasped and wriggled her ass, rubbing herself against his cock, she knew that she was so wet it was just a matter of gentle pressure and he would be buried deep inside her.

“I want you inside me…” She had barely said the words when his cock started to apply pressure against her pussy, she felt it start to slip inside her and she gasped, throwing her head back with her mouth wide as she felt him filling her up from behind. She was right, she offered no resistance as his huge, thick cock slipped ever deeper into her until it reached a point where to go any further would cross between intense pleasure and discomfort. She felt him stop, buried completely inside her, his hips resting against her pert ass, his hands still gripping her wrists tightly. She knew that she had to feel incredibly tight to him, that she was utterly full and he would be feeling her wrapped around him with an intense, wet tightness. He moved her hands down from her back onto her ass cheeks and she spread herself wide for him to see himself sliding in and out of her as he slowly began to fuck her. He started with deep, lingering thrusts that made her gasp over and over, her blush reflex being exercised again as her skin flushed a deep crimson. He was powerful but gentle with her, never giving her more than felt good to her and lingering over every movement inside her. She spread herself wider for him, giving him a better view as he ran his fingers down her flanks, pulling her onto him as he fucked her slowly.

“You feel so good.” He gasped as he thrust slowly in and out of her, letting his cock come all the way out of her wet pussy before pushing back inside her again. He began to fuck her harder, gripping her hips and pushing himself harder into her, making her moan out loud as her dams of control broke down and she found herself wanting to feel him explode inside her. She rocked her hips back and forwards, and he moaned with the change in sensation making her grin with satisfaction. He pounded into her now, his fingers digging into her hips and back as he pushed towards his own climax. She knew that it was just a matter of time and let herself get swept away in his heavy breathing, the feeling of him inside her, the pressure of his hands on her body. Then he came and it was like an explosion inside her pussy as he gushed his hot load deep into her, pushing himself deeper whilst dragging her ass back towards him. He stood there, his hard cock pulsing inside her and she felt every moment with crystal clarity, drinking in the sensation of his climax inside her body. She felt him start to slide out of her and without thinking she immediately turned around and dropped to her knees in front of him, she took his wet cock in her mouth and slowly began to lick and suck his diminishing erection. She stopped suddenly and looked up at him, suddenly aware that she’d moved without being told, expecting at any moment to be bent over the table yet again. Instead he stroked her hair and winked at her.

“You’re learning, slut. Giving into your desires is okay sometimes. As you enjoy being disciplined you’ll enjoy finding out when it’s okay and when it’s not.”

As she slowly licked his cock, staring into his eyes, she knew that she was starting out in something that she was going to enjoy like nothing before.

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By *thwalescplCouple  over a year ago

brecon

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By *heKinksCouple  over a year ago

Lincoln

Now that was a great bedtime story

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By *ilberryMan  over a year ago

Scarborough

Book marked ready for some more!

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By (user no longer on site)  over a year ago

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By (user no longer on site) OP     over a year ago

Glad you're all enjoying!

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By (user no longer on site)  over a year ago

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By *lackburn_guyMan  over a year ago

Blackburn

Omg wow

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By *hyone74Man  over a year ago

uk and ireland )

Now that's a read

Laid in bed now with a wigwam

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By *lwaysup4it69Couple  over a year ago

Kirkby in Ashfield

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By (user no longer on site)  over a year ago

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By *ames WhyteMan  over a year ago

Near Manchester Airport

More please.

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By *hell and jWoman  over a year ago

Worksop

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By (user no longer on site) OP     over a year ago

Well I'll have to get part two put up later tonight then.

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By (user no longer on site)  over a year ago

Excellent can't wait for the next part

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By (user no longer on site)  over a year ago

Can't wait for second instalment x

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By (user no longer on site) OP     over a year ago

Next part is up. The First Time Pt 2. Hope you continue to enjoy.

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By *he Discerning BuckMan  over a year ago

Lincolnshire

Wow, very detailed and descriptive, felt like I was in the room watching (and very much enjoying it)

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By *urvygirl75Woman  over a year ago

chester

Wow what an amazing story!!

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Xx

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By (user no longer on site)  over a year ago

Bump

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By (user no longer on site)  over a year ago

Excellent

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By (user no longer on site)  over a year ago

Well well indeed this is the first time ever having felt the urge to make comment to anything on here. I commend you on your eloquent and articulate way of pulling the reader into your story.Your descriptive ability is excellent and might I add not a million miles away from the first session with my current submissive albeit in a hotel room. I very much look fwd to the continuation. You should consider writing as a career.

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By (user no longer on site) OP     over a year ago

Thank you very much indeed. You're too kind.

If the engineering gig ever falls through I may just give it a go. Otherwise it may become a sideline. I just need to establish some kind of plot, so my writing doesn't end up as 300 pages of fucking. Haha.

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By (user no longer on site)  over a year ago

Funny how people end up on the hamster wheel.

If I ever have advice to give the most important is 'Follow Your Passion' engineering may be yours however if it is writing focus any spare time and who knows you may make that transition

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By (user no longer on site) OP     over a year ago

I think if I were to ever make the transition I would write something whilst working first, maybe a few things to make sure there was a market for what I was putting out there. Maybe then make the jump. I feel that diving straight in, whilst appealing, may not be entirely wise haha.

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