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Connor's Treat

Date: 8/13/2015, Categories: Fiction, BDSM, Consensual Sex, Domination/submission, Exhibitionism, Female Domination, Foot or shoe fetish, Humiliation, Male Solo, Male/Female, Masturbation, Toys, Author: emmym, Rating: 81, Source: sexstories.com

So I got into a write-off with someone on DKP - figured I'd post it. Fantasy: Footjob under table in restaurant and bathroom surprise Word limit: 3000 EDIT: Formatting Stephanie and Connor were wrapping up their lazy Saturday afternoon with some Netflix. Connor sat, naked, on a pillow at her feet, resting her head against her legs. Meanwhile, she slowly stroked his hair. As the episode quieted down, Connor’s stomach growled loudly, startling him out of his half-awake state. “I guess we’ve been sitting here for a while, haven’t we?” Stephanie laughed, as Connor’s face turned bright red. “Are you hungry?” “Yes, mistress,” Connor said. Stephanie leaned over and kissed the top of his head. “You’ve been such a good boy for me this week. You haven’t cum in so long but you’re still so patient. How about we go out to eat? I’ll give you a treat while we’re there.” “Thank you, mistress, I would like that a lot.” “You may stand.” Connor wobbled slightly as he stood, and shook the pins and needles out of his legs. “What should I wear, mistress?” Connor asked. Stephanie looked him up and down, and Connor squirmed under the attention. Finally a slow grin blossomed on her face. “Why don’t you wear those pants I bought for you last week – the one’s with no zipper. And whatever matches on top.” “Yes, mistress,” Connor said, leaning down to kiss his girlfriend. As he walked away, Stephanie called out to him. “Oh and babe? One more thing.” “Yes?” “No underwear.” Connor flushed scarlet again. ... “Ye-yes, mistress,” he stuttered out. “Good boy,” Stephanie smiled. When Connor walked out of the bedroom, Stephanie went to the other room in their apartment. It was technically an office, but her overflow clothing had maneuvered its way into its closet. While all of her work clothes were in the bedroom, this closet held some of her more fun outfits that she didn’t wear very often. For example, her open-backed black maxi dress that worked perfectly for what she had planned for tonight, some panties that were definitely not work appropriate, and the bras that made her tits look like a porn stars. She started by pulling on a pair of said panties, a bright red pair that highlighted both her skin tone and her ass. They were cut so just a hint of her butt cheeks hung outside of them, and made of a silky material that gripped her pussy lips so if anyone was close enough to look, they’d see her lips bulging into an impressive camel toe. She picked up her bras and examined them, but decided to forgo them for tonight – her dress was thin, and she wanted to give Connor as much of a show as possible. She pulled on her dress and smoothed it out over her curves. She rolled her nipples through the fabric, gasping softly, and examined them critically. They poked out slightly through the fabric, but not enough that she felt obscene. There was only one person she wanted to look like that for, and the waiter at the restaurant they were going to wasn’t it. She walked out of the room, barefoot, ...