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Erin and Jonathon's First Date

Date: 11/6/2014, Categories: BDSM, Author: SharkInChardonnay, Rating: 0, Source: LushStories

so." Jonathon replied, taking a fork full of prosciutto and grinning to himself. “How do you feel about pain?” He waited, frowned quizzically and then responded, “You mean fingernails in the back… whips… that sort of thing?” “Well, I wouldn’t rule any of that out, but I’m thinking something a little lower. Something a little more… intimate.” He considered her words without reply. “Don’t worry,” she reassured with a giggle, “I’ll make sure it’s something you can tolerate.” “No, it’s not that. I’ll be fine.” Jonathon laughed. “And what’s so funny?” “Are you for real? I mean, you’re not winding me up?” Erin reached down and, from her handbag, placed a flat brown paper bag on the table. As Jonathon looked at the pack, Erin told him, "Oh, I’m for real. The question is, are you?" She pushed the packet towards him. "You’ll do as you’re told then?" Jonathon, still looking at the packet, and with growing mix of emotions, replied, "Yes." "Just so you know, if you don't... Nothing else will happen tonight. I don't think you want that do you?" she whispered the threat, a faint smile on her face. “No." Erin was satisfied. “Good, we understand each other.” She smiled broadly. “When you've finished with your starter, I want you to go to the bathroom, take off your underwear, and put those on.” She inspected his face as he considered what she was saying. “What are they?” Her eyes sparkled. “You know what they are.” After a few seconds, Jonathon looked up from the pack and replied, “Okay." ... Erin beamed at him and took a sip of her wine. “Don’t be long,” she adopted a sterner look and tone to emphasise her instruction, “if you are, I’ll know what you’re doing and I won’t be very happy.” A few minutes later, having finished his starter and, though suspecting, still curious to see what it was he was going to have to put on, Jonathon picked up the package from the table and headed off to the gents. Erin sat and sipped her wine while she waited for him to return and, looking around the restaurant, caught a couple two tables away sitting and staring at her. As soon as she looked in their direction, the man looked back at his plate, caught in the act, but the woman continued to stare. Erin, ever so deliberately, turned her head and belligerently stared right back. Had she been out on her own and feeling as flushed with control as she did at this moment, she would have spoken out but in the setting of the restaurant and with the evening going so well, ‘What the fuck are you looking at?’ would have been an unattractive spectacle. Erin glared and finally the woman turned back to the man at the table, whispering. She turned back to her wine and a few moments later Jonathon emerged from the rustic oak door to the toilets. She smiled as he approached and he nodded towards her to confirm that he had followed her instructions. She smiled, "How do you feel?" "Okay... A bit weird.” He grinned, shaking his head. "Do you want me to stop?" “No.” He most certainly did not. "Good.” She ...