1. Obedience Personified


    Date: 9/1/2015, Categories: Mature, Author: DarkSide, Rating: 16, Source: LushStories

    So here I was, I had arranged to meet someone at the hotel while my husband actively encouraged it. Well, it wasn’t so much that I had arranged it, my husband had. I was encouraged to meet this guy called Richard. We had exchanged emails a few times from an erotic story site that I frequent and I was seduced by his manner. He talked about what he would do with me, how he would fuck me and how he would make me do things before he would let his cock anywhere near me. This intrigued me, it brought out my submissive side that I never knew I had. As soon as my husband found this out, that was it, I was told I had to meet him, be with him for the night. More importantly I was told that I had to do everything that this guy would tell me to do, without question. I had to be his for the night. I thought my husband had gone mad. I thought I had gone mad as well because I found that I wanted to. In fact part of me couldn’t wait! All through the week I found myself thinking up scenarios of how he would influence me, make me do things sexual with him, punish me even for not doing as I was told. I found myself thinking about the spanking; that always brought a smile to my face, and I often found myself biting my lower lip at this point. I kept wondering about bondage; would I be bound and used. That didn’t appeal so much to me so I parked that one. We exchanged some emails before our meeting on Saturday and Richard reassured me that there would be no bondage, unless I wanted it of course. ...
    I wasn’t sure from the emails how I was going to control that if I were to be his for the whole night. We arranged to meet for dinner on Saturday at a plush hotel. All expenses paid, he said, and he was true to his word. He was handsome, medium build, smartly dressed for dinner and he was tall, which is always a big plus in my book. We had a quick drink by the bar, chatted and was eventually shown to our table. The meal was wonderful, the prawn and scallop starter was exquisite. We ate lightly; I didn’t want to overdo the food especially when you don’t know how aggressive the fucking was going to get later on. We eyed each other up. I listened to him intently and we respected each other. As I reached for my glass of red wine, he spoke. “Shall we start your obedience when we next sit at the bar?” Richard informed me. I was a little taken aback when he spurted out the words, but my heart leapt in my chest, my pulse raced, and I became excited. I had to put myself into obedience mode at the flick of a switch. I wasn’t sure I could do that. I nodded. ”Alright,” I replied, “One shall try!” We continued our meal as a normal couple, joking, laughing, telling each other stories some of which were sexual based. We teased each other profusely. Then the time had come. We arose from the table and made our way to two high chairs at the bar. The gentleman that was Richard helped me into my chair despite the stilettos I was wearing. I still wasn’t tall enough to just slip into it. My short ...
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