1. First time taking the Belt


    Date: 12/31/2014, Categories: BDSM, Author: FifePerv, Rating: 3, Source: LushStories

    The knock at the hotel room door startles me out of my daydream, and I stand up quickly. I am unsure of how events are going to pan out, but am relieved that you have arrived, I had been fearful that you would back out, let your nerves overwhelm you. I open the door, seeing what you look like for the first time, and you blush deeply as I take my time appraising you. As the seconds tick by you lower your head to avoid my gaze, and I smile to myself, gone already is the confident woman I have chatted to online, gone is the woman who only ten minutes before had been in the office, the boss of all around her. Now you stand there meek and ashamed. Eventually I stand aside and instruct you to enter the room, go to the bathroom, strip, hang your clothes on the back of the door, put on the robe that is there and come back into the room. As I wait, I pour two glasses of water from a bottle in the fridge and listen to the slight sounds of you moving in the bathroom. After a few minutes, you have not reappeared, and I open the bathroom door slowly and find you sitting on the edge of the bath, in the robe, head down looking at the floor, your hands white where you are gripping the side of the bath so hard. I want to reassure you, to talk to you, but I know I need to take control and force you into the situation you crave, I cannot allow you to over think the situation, to frighten yourself out of it. If I do, you will never come this far again. Finger by finger, I loosen your grip on ...
    the bath, and holding your hands, I force you to your feet and lead you into the main room. I position you in front of the full length mirror and move to stand close behind you. My foot moves between yours, and slowly I apply pressure till you move one leg to the side, now standing with your legs slightly open. I know you have only been with one man before, your husband, and then always in bed with the lights off, so what you know is coming next fills you with dread. I consider reaching round and opening your robe myself, but I want you to do it, I want you to show yourself to me. I whisper in your ear, telling you what I want, and I watch as your reflection blushes once more as you nervously start to untie the belt of the robe. Inch by inch the material parts, exposing first your cleavage, then the roundness of your breasts and the pinkness of the hard nipples, until finally the bottom half of the robe opens and the fine golden hair between your legs is displayed in the mirror for me to see. In the mirror, I look you directly in the eye as I cover your hands with mine and open the robe further, pulling it off your shoulders till I force you to let it drop to the floor. I know we are not here for sex, but I want you so much at that moment, exposed and vulnerable in front of me, naked and beautiful. Taking a step back from you, I hold you by the shoulders and force you to lean back into me, all your weight now supported by me. My fingers run lightly from your shoulders down your ...
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