1. Unspoken


    Date: 9/27/2015, Categories: BDSM, Author: gilrenard, Rating: 16, Source: LushStories

    Her eyes met mine with a cold, icy stare. She was daring me to look over her body as she stared me down. I did. And I took my sweet time about it. I shifted my gaze to her chest, observing if her breathing had quickened. It had, but her stare did not falter. She observed me, observing her. “I prefer a woman not wear pantyhose with a skirt that ends above her knees, Gloria,” I calmly stated to her. Gloria walked towards me; each step was graceful and had purpose. Not once did her expressionless stare falter. When she was half a step away from me, she slapped me across my cheek and lunged at my mouth with hers. She bit down on my bottom lip and drew blood. I gripped her delicate throat and squeezed. She released my lip from between her teeth and kissed me hard. I pushed her hungry mouth away from my lips and snarled at her. She moaned and gently gripped my thick, muscular forearm with both hands. As if she was afraid her fingers would damage a delicate and fine piece of Dresden crystal. “Lick it clean,” I slowly growled the order at her as I squeezed her throat tighter. Gloria obeyed. She licked and sucked the blood off my bearded chin and swollen lip, with the same gentleness and loving care that her hands were gripping my forearm with. My free hand gripped her thigh, just above the hem of her skirt and squeezed. I dug my nails and fingertips hard and deep in to her soft flesh. Gloria quivered, knowing that I would bruise her. I released her and left her office without ...
    uttering another sound. I spotted Gloria standing at the end of the subway platform on my way home that day. Immediately, I noticed her legs were bare. She had removed her pantyhose. I made my way to her and stood next to her. She did not turn to look at me. When the subway train arrived, I stepped aside and nodded at her to enter first. She nodded back, entered, and took a seat. I sat down directly across from her and openly stared at her crossed, bare legs. Gloria shifted gracefully in her seat. She presented and displayed her lovely inner thigh to me, as it rested atop of her other leg. She placed one hand on the top of her thigh and lifted her skirt, just enough to expose a newly inflicted bruise. It had begun to bloom, where my thumb had dug into her. My cock quickly grew to be semi erect. We rode seven subway stops together, before we reached my stop. I walked past Gloria, on my way to the doors. "Thank you," I said to her and exited the train. Gloria did not reply, she pulled her skirt over the bruise and stared off into space with a stoic expression on her face. The next day, I received another invite to attend a meeting with Gloria. When I arrived at her office, she was not there. The meeting was scheduled for ten o'clock. I was a few minutes early. When ten o'clock arrived and Gloria did not show up, I left. One hour later I received an email from Gloria. She apologized for not being punctual and asked if she could reschedule the meeting. She assured me that she would ...
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