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The Dark Side

Date: 10/21/2014, Categories: Fiction, Author: afroerotik, Rating: 50, Source: sexstories.com

room. She took a black latex dress off a hanger and stepped into it. After some maneuvering, she was able to pull it into place. Black latex gloves and patent leather boots finished the outfit. She hung up her daytime dress and closed the door. David’s mouth was open the entire time. “I know, I know. It’s a bit cliché but it really is the only option.” Before his eyes she had transformed herself. Her breasts were pushed up and spilling out of the low-cut neckline of the dress. Her hourglass figure was accentuated and she looked like what one would imagine a Dominatrix looking like. “Now, I won’t ruin my clothes with any messy bodily fluids. Don’t you just hate when you stain your Yves St. Laurent with blood? I hate that.” With that, she scrunched up her nose and made a silly little face and laughed. David did not see the humor in what she said. Whose blood did she think was going to come in contact with? Certainly not his. He didn’t sign up for that. “Gourmet!” Desiree looked at him with a very confused look on her face. “I beg your pardon.” “I said, gourmet. I don’t want this. I change my mind. I’m saying the safe word. Gourmet. I quit.” “Your safe word is Quantum, not gourmet.” After a very pregnant, awkward pause, she replied, “It was a pleasure meeting you and do get home safely.” She turned to open the closet door again. David panicked. He had come too far to go back now. He had to know what made Bryan so . . . so . . . comfortable in his own skin, so unafraid. He had to ... know what this woman had that was so mesmerizing and captivating. “Ha, ha, ha. I was . . . you know, just kidding.” He was scrambling and trying to think on his feet. “I know it’s quantum. Yeah, quantum, I got it. I was just playing. I just wanted to make sure you were going to keep your word. It was a test . . . yeah . . . like a test.” “I don’t like playing games. Now, if you want to stay, take off your clothes and wait for instructions. If you want to leave, as I said before, get home safely. David really wanted to leave. He wanted to go back to Boringville and go to Rock’s and suck off a big black cock and then go home to his boring life and boring wife. But SOMETHING made him stay firmly planted where he stood. He couldn’t even explain it to himself. This was certifiably crazy, even for him. He pulled his shirt over his head, sort of like a gesture to say, “OK, I’ll play along.” He stood there, motionless, waiting for the show to begin. Surely, he thought, she was going to yell and scream at him for defying her orders. That, he could get into. That was his area of expertise, pissing people off. He didn’t work out but he was in good shape relatively for his age so he wasn’t afraid of her. Then, he remembered the bodyguard from downstairs and rethought and misguided ideas he had of any sort of physical altercation with this woman. Desiree circled him, the click of her high heels on the parquet floors was staccato yet seemed to be muffled by the thick textiles covering the ...