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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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Any constructive comments please...!
A taxi had come to pick me up from Gemma’s house at 8.00pm.
Maybe a little tipsy, I felt extremely good. And i don’t think i have laughed like that in a long time. To even socialise with a girl was a big ask for me.
Gemma had insisted I wear red lipstick and nails and she managed to make my eyes fierce with highlighter and eyeliner....i had to do a double take.
I started to breathe heavy, panicking, the corset made itself known again.... this damn thing was stupidly uncomfortable I will give you such a piece of my mind when i see you.
The taxi pulled up outside Milford Hall at 8.25pm. Paid the driver and walked stiffly into the Hotel’s restaurant.
A manager directed me to your table when I asked for the reservation.
I walked carefully. Prosecco and heels do not mix. ESPECIALLY WITH THIS CORSET.
“Miss Storm, glad to see you made it on time You look lovely”.
I am seated by a waiter and your pour me glass of wait...... Prosecco.
I look at you and you can see a fire in me. “Tell me something, Paul, what on earth made you think i would like this paticular corset?”
“I don’t care if you like it. I do. I wanted you to wear it for my pleasure. That was the deal was it not?”
“For someone who possesses so much gentleman like behaviour, you really do behave like such a douche. Why don’t we just skip the meal altogether and head to the bedroom, I mean isn’t that why I’m here?”.
“Miss Storm, we are not leaving this table until I instruct you we will. You can always say no. However do remember if you say no, this will end our agreement. You will not get your contract.”
I flushed. But did not rise to it. Inside I hated myself for this.
“Good - Now shall I order?”
I nodded. I wasn’t about to humiliate myself in a lovely place such as this.
The meal was delicious. Sea Bass and Creamed Leaks, Small but just enough. I don’t think I could even eat a lot anyway in this thing. Talk was mainly based on travelling and how I found this afternoon with Gemma.
You could see how uncomfortable i was but never once addressed it. Instead you would stare as I tried to move and the light flickered in your eyes when I lost my breath doing so. I really wanted out of this corset.
You called for the bill and you proceeded to walk me out of the hotel and along the side.. I hadn’t noticed when i walked in that there was a river along side and the path would eventually lead to another door and steps upstairs. I continued to follow you down the Hall. Half way you stop at a door. You take out a key and open it. You walk in first and i behind you. The room was not your average bedroom. There wasn’t a bed. On the walls was a huge cross like shape and in various places around thee room there were hooks.
You take you jacket off and place it on one of the hooks. You then come over to me and take my bag from me, never breaking eye contact.
I start to pant....I can’t control it. I want to be mad with you.
You slam me up against the door, pressing hard into me you furiously begin to kiss me. I gasp, i can’t breathe, I kiss back but when I you start biting my lips. OMG. Please....
You must know what I’m thinking you force me around and you unzip the back of my dress and begin to force it down to my ankles. You order me to step out of the dress then stand there perusing the back of me for a few moments before turning me around to do the same with my front.
I cant take it... i start to flush and fidget again.
“Miss Storm, did I include those knickers in the outfit I asked you to wear?”
“No....but I thought you had just forgotten. No big deal.”
You walk over to the chest of drawers and pull out a pair of scissors. I start to fumble as you walk back over to me. You look at me, I can’t tell what you’re thinking and feeling. “You’re right Miss Storm it’s not a big deal”. You pull out the right side of my knickers away from my body and snip the material in half and again on the left side. You pull the material away from me, leaving me exposed.
You stand back impressed with your handy work.
“I want you to walk up and down the length of this room for me.” You demand.
I almost begin to protest then remember what happened over my table previously. Here You will probably do worse and i had already got the knicker situation wrong.
I slowly started to sashay my way up and down the room. I felt hot, and i was beginning to get clammy in places.
When i had reached you again. You pulled me in slapped my ass hard. Gasping, You grab my arms and walk me back into the wall behind me. You already half stripped whilst i was sashaying. You smelt good. So fucking good.
You took some chains out of your pocket. The chains were hooked on to the metal rings around my corset and then on to the hooks on the wall. By the time you had finished, I couldn’t move from the wall. You then placed a spread bar between my legs. If i tried to move it would cause pain to my nipples.
Again standing back to admire my form. You give nothing away.
You pick up a flogger from the small table on my right side.
“ What are you going to do?” I panic.
You give me a smile and a wink. This toys with every part of my lady area.... i start to moan....
You lightly stroke the flogger up and down my thighs, inside my thighs, avoiding my sex. Picking up pace the strokes get harder and harder until i can feel the heat all over my thighs. I can’t help but moan, I beg but I don’t know what I’m begging for.
My thighs are glowing red, almost as red as the heels, lipstick and nails i have on. You stop and remove your trousers and boxers. I can see how hard you are and I start to pant again...You slow it down by kissing me again roughly, your beard smoothing my face.
You angle your self to enter me and I cry out as you push your way through my sex. I’m tight and you aren’t allowing for me to move. You start to thrust into me and the force of your thrusting is making the chains pull on my corset and nipples. It’s all i can do not to moan...each thrust meeting with a nip to the nape area between my neck and shoulders.
“Just so you know Miss Storm, You look fucking hot tonight. I have been dying to do this to you all day. “
I moan. You were relentless.
The pain was beginning to get more enjoyable and I was happy as long as you didn’t stop the thrusting.
You were hitting my spot all too quickly and I was gushing hard, unravelling on your cock. My sex clamps around your cock with a fury that i have never known and its all I can do not to collapse on you...
You continue your thrusts and growl as you release your frustration.
I don’t know how long it takes to recover but I know the next morning i wake up to find you have unhooked me, loosened my corset and you laid me down onto the chaise lounger to rest with a velvet sheet.
Relieved to be able to move freely, I leaped to the bath room to take a shower. I keep reliving what had happened last night. I realised the restraint corset actually heightened everything. Maybe you had got it right. Panting all over again, I can start to feel my need again...
When I get out, I dress into the red dress and heels.
There is a parcel on the table where the flogger had been.
The note attached read; Next time, leave the knickers - you won't be needing them . Px
Inside was a set of 3 silk and lace thongs.
Smiling. You’re a douche. But you’re forgiven |
