1. Dinner and a Show


    Date: 12/4/2014, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Anal, BDSM, Exhibitionism, Female exhibitionist, Spanking, Author: The_Technician, Rating: 83.3, Source: sexstories.com

    herself getting wetter. ‘It’s a good thing I’m wearing a black dress,’ she thought to herself. ‘That way a wet spot in the back won’t show.’ Jerry seemed to be driving all over, making random turns this way and that. Janet was totally disoriented. She was fairly sure that they were still in town, but for all she knew they could be out in the middle of nowhere. Finally, Jerry stopped the car and shut off the engine. He again used his hand to protect her head as he helped her out of the car. After she was standing, he lifted her arms slightly and slipped a loop of rope over her hands. It was a large slipknot and he tightened it quickly. He then brought the rope down between her arms and made two quick circles around the knot loop that held her wrists. Forming her fingers around the long end of the rope as it left her hands, he said, “Hold this. It is your guide leash.” He then began leading her away from the car. From the sound and feel, Janet knew that she was walking on concrete. “We’re starting up a ramp,” he said, and a few steps later, Janet could feel the incline. A dozen steps later, they reached a small landing. Jerry said, “Turning left,” and resumed his climb up the ramp. There was something very familiar about this place, but Janet could not place where she might be. A heavy-sounding door squeaked and creaked open and Jerry warned, “Watch for the threshold. It’s not very high, but it is wide and slick.” Her heels made a metallic-sounding click as she stepped through ...
    the door. She knew where she was! It wasn’t just the ramp or the wide metal threshold. There is a particular smell to a backstage area at a theater. You can smell rope and paint and makeup and sweat and a thousand other smells that occur together only on stage. She was backstage at the community theater. “We’re at the theater,” she said. “I didn’t know there was a performance tonight.” Jerry laughed slightly. “That’s because this show is strictly by invitation only,” he said, “and you are the special guest star who is going to experience every minute of it.” Janet wasn’t sure what he meant, but she continued to follow him. Her heels were now making a hollow tapping sound. She was walking across the stage floor. She wasn’t sure, but she thought that they were now in the middle of the stage, probably just behind the curtain. She could smell the decades of dust that was trapped in the thick, plush cloth that separated the stage from the audience. “Let’s block out this scene,” Jerry said as he loosened the rope on her wrists. “It’s very easy choreography. All you have to do is stand here and move with the action.” He bent her slowly at the waist until she was almost at ninety degrees. She felt her neck come to rest on something soft and thick like lamb’s wool. Jerry raised her left arm and set it on something alongside her head that was smooth and cool. It felt like it was a curved segment of leather, perhaps held by a piece of wood. He placed her right arm in a similar leather ...
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