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J's Story

Date: 6/28/2015, Categories: BDSM, Author: gushkinbanda, Rating: 5, Source: LushStories

her dress as she tried to straighten her clothes and hair. He unlocked the door and checked that it was clear and let her walk to the table in front of him. She felt eyes on her and she was sure they knew, knew it all. She imagined the other guests all whispering about what a filthy whore she was to be walking around with cum all over her face and dress. He pulled out her chair and they shared the dessert. He talked like nothing had happened as she stumbled over her words, feeling the thick fluid drying on her face. When the waiter came with the check, she kept her head down, blushing furiously. He walked her to the car and let her in. He was smiling broadly when she glanced up at him. He was humming along to the music as they drove back. She considered speaking but, after his statement earlier, she decided against it. So, she remained silent as he got his bag from the trunk, helped her out of the car, and walked her to the door. He waited patiently while she got out her keys and fumbled to get the door unlocked and open. Once inside and closing the door, he took her into his arms and kissed her fiercely. She melted and relaxed into him, kissing him back. "Don't think you're off the hook, dirty slut. You know your place." She tried not to rush to get undressed to just the garter belt and stockings and kneel in the usual spot. It felt familiar, even comfortable, even knowing she was about to be punished. And as sure as she was that he wouldn't be lenient or gentle, she was ... also excited at the thought. How harsh would he be? Could she take it? Would she have to use a safe-word? She listened as he opened his bag and laid out the toys trying to guess as to what each one was. He knew she liked to guess as they were used on her so he never let her see them beforehand. She watched as he dragged a big stuffed chair into the center of the room. "Kneel in the chair, dirty slut, with your tits over the back and your feet off the edge of the seat." She did as she was told, holding very still as he tied her. He bound her wrists to the back legs of the chair, looping the rope under the chair and back out the front, tying them to her thighs just above the knee and back over the arm of the chair to the leg again. It wasn't pretty but it pretty much kept her from moving anything but her lower legs and feet. He checked the tension and knots and asked how she was, reminding her to tell him immediately if she felt any of her limbs going cold or tingling. He stroked her hair and kissed her cheek, whispering in her ear that he hadn't forgotten her "hijinks" at the restaurant and that were be no gentle warm ups tonight. With that, he slapped her ass hard with his hand making her yelp and pull against the ropes which, as usual, did not give at all. As she knelt there, bound into position, helpless and, well, let's face it, dripping wet with anticipation, her mind raced through every fantasy he'd helped her live out in the past. How he'd pushed her past where she thought ...