Dusk began to fall, covering the world in wicked shadows. The full moon showed bright, its beams shining, creating more ghostly penumbras. The street was completely pitch black, highlighted every so often by a dull nimbus of light from a streetlamp, seeming more to soak up the darkness than illuminate it. Dark eyes looked up at its round glory of the moon before closing the blinds, returning to the relatively blinding light of the room. Sighing she went back to getting ready.
The music was loud around her; one of her friends had turned it up as she was changing. Sliding the black stocking just above her knees, skirt up her legs, smiling to herself at the feel of the material on her skin, making her squirm a bit, running her fingers up and down the blackness, rubbing it into her skin, she slowly moved to the beat, closing her eyes as the banter and chatter melted away in her mind. This place in her mind was a dark restful place, filled only with the beat of music and the feel of soft dark clothing, the hugging of her corset and the clinging of the stockings, the cool feeling sending a shiver all the way through down to her clit, which sent a bolt of pleasure up through her spine. She wanted nothing more then to get lost in that beat, but her friends had other plans; their plan was to go to the bar for a little while then off to a club.
Her name rang sharp in her head causing her to open her eyes, nearly glaring at one of her best friends.
“Earth to Teresa, is anyone home?”
“What do you want?” The question was nearly growled out as she began to hook up the black corset top.
“Didn’t you hear anything we said?” Her friend rolled her eyes as she leaned against the wall, a smirk on her red lips. Pretending to think for a moment Teresa started to pull her braids out slowly. Her friends were good friends, but sometimes they could be such bimbos, all they wanted to do was shop or go out with these idiot boys.
“Nope… what did you say?” Finishing she shook her head, once curly hair was full of waves, cascading around her face.
“We’ve all agreed, tonight you’re meeting someone new.” Teresa raised an eyebrow at the statement.
“Hmmm and when was this consensus made? When my mother was around? That definitely sounds like something she used to say to me.” She snorted and looked in the mirror as she slipped on her black thigh highs that reached just to the edge of her skirt, she wasn’t really worried about meeting a guy, but if she did she was on the pill anyway, not that she would have sex on the first date anyway, she was safe about this sort of thing. Turning around several times she tightened the ribbon in back a little more and went to sit down. She knew she looked just like some black bird of prey; every piece of clothing was black, the only other colour being the silver trimmings on her corset. She didn’t think that anyone thought she looked attractive, definitely none of the boys that her friends wanted her to meet, but in these clothes she felt sexy, she felt dark, and that aroused her.
Her friend went to speak and she stopped her. “I don’t even want to hear, let’s just finish and have some fun.” A wicked smirk curled up her lips as she slipped on her heels, at least she could have a few drinks and forget about the world for a while. It was going to be an interesting night, but little did she know, it would turn out more interesting than even she knew.
Chatting away they entered the darkened bar, looking around for a few moments for somewhere to sit and have their first drinks, and then one spotted someone they knew at the bar. Oh great, she thought to herself, it was a bunch of guys from the college, and it was her friends, so obviously these guys were just going to be a bunch of dumb jocks. The guys they knew invited the group over, all of them only on their first rounds. They started buying themselves drinks, though some of the guys who had already “marked” some of her friends were buying them drinks; they then all moved to a set of tables that some of the guys had pushed together, sitting down and returning to their drinks. Teresa scanned the group of people there, searching for someone worthy of sitting next to. As she slowly made her way over one of them caught her attention, he had a whisky in front of him instead of beer, a big plus in her book; she hated beer.
Slipping around her friends quickly she sat next to him, a gut instinct saying he was different from the others. Her eyes traveled over him, a smirk on her face before looking down the bar seeing everyone chatting away, although the guy next to her was looking over the group, sometimes smiling slyly at a comment someone would make, but still sipping on his whiskey, not talking to anyone. She wanted to pout, just a little bit, she was horrible at talking to new people and she wanted to talk to him. She tried once to speak to him, trying to ask his name, but every time she looked up into those grey-blue eyes, she couldn’t speak, his eyes were more like mirrors, showing off her soul, her deepest thoughts and secrets and desires, he could see all of them he was sure, and he was smiling while looking at these thoughts, did he like her thoughts, she hoped he did; she looked back to her own glass, lapsing back into silence again. Every once and a while she’d look and catch him smiling at her, a smile that made her shiver and bite her lip softly, just those few looks drove her crazy.
She was so frustrated she forgot what she had gotten till she took a sip and was overwhelmed by peach and orange flavors. Just as the thought flitted to the surface of her mind wondering what it would be like to have sex on the beach… particularly with the guy sitting next to her, she shivered in her seat, images of sand and sea filling her mind, mixing with images of hot writhing bodies, this was something different from her normal fantasies, besides being so vivid and arousing, there was something different that made them even more arousing. She looked up suddenly as a few words from the rest of the group caught her attention; the conversation down the line had turned to just that, sex.
“Oh you know you’re as submissive as a little kitten, don’t even say otherwise.” She heard someone say, and then her friend’s protest was drowned out by laughter, of course that was Rachael’s charm, she was some damned cute girl that all the guys felt powerful around, but she was a gold digger to the core, but sometimes Teresa did feel a pang of jealousy of her petite curves, but her taste brought her back to earth; Rachael wore far too much pink.
“Now Gary on the other hand, he’d be the violent one, dominant to the core.” One of the guys down the line remarked followed by a lot of laughter from the guys, and as Teresa wondered who it was they were talking about, until she looked to the side and saw the one sitting next to her grinned and laughed softly. The small sound made her bite her lip harder, because the look was still in his eyes.
“Of course! Can any of you see me as submissive?” Teresa wanted to melt his voice was nearly tangible against her skin raising goose bumps along her body. Then a thought drifted into her strange mind the idea of submitting to someone, something she had never done, nor ever had thought about in the past. The thought turned her on; submitting to Gary was an instant throb in her pussy. She squirmed into her seat, now she knew why the images of this man turned her on, why they were so different, in every other fantasy she had ever had she was the one on top, controlling everything, biting down onto the others skin, but these images were the other way round, she could feel Gary on top of her, biting down into her skin, and this thought made her shiver more than any other fantasy she had ever had. This man oozed dominance, and looking around she knew every one of her friends saw this, but they also saw his intelligence, his control and this scared them, so they went back to their dull men; Teresa squirmed again in her seat, the thought of this man scaring every one else away was equally arousing, he could scare them off without even raising a fist.
“Well I definitely love submitting to someone.” Said another person, when suddenly Teresa realized she had said that, a blush on her face at being so open like this, but her voice was a purr, leaning a little closer to Gary. She hoped only he had heard, now that she had said, she wanted him to know it, hoping that maybe he would suddenly throw away his drink, throw her onto the table, in front of everyone if he wanted, as long as he fucked her!
“What are you talking about Teresa; we all know your rep as a dom.” One of the girls said and everyone laughed; as she tried again to convince them, she couldn’t risk Gary losing interest in her because she was normally dominant, which she was, but this man she wanted nothing more than to serve him. Each effort to counteract this reputation was shot down by her friends. With one last effort she gave up and finished off her drink; earlier thoughts of submitting to Gary returning to her, she was sure that by now her panties were soaked, everyone would end up being to smell her arousal, she was sure, this made her blush deeply. She looked around and put down her drink, she needed to go to the toilet, but she couldn’t tell anyone because then, like the girls they were, they’d all need to go at once, she needed privacy; she hurried quickly to the bathroom, walking into one of the stalls, slamming the door behind her, locking it.
She sat down on the seat, lifting her ass up slight as she reached up under her skirt, hooking her thumbs around her panties, sliding them down, she slid them over her legs and heels, bunching them up, stuffing them in her purse, though just before she did she felt them in her hands, they were completely soaked, and were probably see-through with all the juices that had soaked them. Then with one hand she reached up under her skirt, cupping her drenched pussy, she leaned her head back, sighing loudly, purring like a kitten as she began to run a finger up and down her wet slit, she wanted to tease herself for as long as possible, images of herself kneeling before Gary sifting through her mind, she wanted to stay in her mind. Then waiting as long as she could she eased two fingers into her pussy, sliding them in as deep as she could.
“Fuuuuuuck! Fuck me!” She cried out between gritted teeth, leaning her head back, her eyes screwed shut, more images of her submission entering her mind, driving her pleasure up further, her fingers sliding in and out of her pussy, reaching down with her other hand, pressing the tip of one finger against her clit, rubbing it softly; her hips bucking as she buried her fingers into her soaked pussy
“Fuuuuuck me! Please!” She cried out again, trying to keep her voice down should anyone come in, but she didn’t really care right now, he fingers moving faster, pinching her clit in between two fingers, making her cry out, arching her back up as she got closer, holding onto this, before the feeling of the hot force building in her pussy became too much, making her cry out softly, falling back down against the toilet as she felt juices running into her hand, she sighed out, opening her eyes, reaching up with the one drenched hand, examining it, covered in her juices, leaning her hand in close she began licking the juices from her fingers. Standing up she picked up her purse, unlocking the door, moving to a basin and quickly washing her hands, smoothing down her skirt to look like nothing had happened, trying to get her breathing under control.
Sitting back down at the table, she saw that no-one had missed her presence, she was grateful that she wouldn’t be asked any embarrassing questions like what she had been doing, but she also a bit annoyed that she had been gone and no-one had missed her, except that was, for Gary who had been watching her walk back to the table, that intensely erotic smile on his face.
“It’s about time you got back, I’ve been waiting for you.” He said as she sat down, she was surprised, this was the first thing he had said to her all evening, and why had he been waiting for her, did he have plans for her, had he been planning to talk to her, but she had left? She stared down in her drink for a few moments, unable to face him; images running through her mind again. Just as she looked up again she felt him lean close, his breath across her skin.
“Let’s just see how submissive you can be.” With that he turned to everyone else, a smirk on his face. “All right let’s have some real fun now.” As he said it he walked off, everyone wondering where he had gone off to, a few of the guys though were whispering to each other, grins on their faces, they knew something was up, though didn’t know what, the girls also began whispering, wondering what he meant, of course everyone remembered the comment about him being a dominant.
She sat for a moment, the words echoing in her mind, a tremor running through her. She turned and scanned the crowd, searching for where he could have gone. Then she spotted a twist of blond hair, attached to a handsome man carrying what looked like two bottles of vodka and enough shooter glasses for everyone.
One bottle went sliding down to the other end of the tables along with several shot glasses, each one began filling up quickly. Teresa looked down on hers and stared at it for a moment. She tried not to look over at Gary as her mind filled with so many images of him. Just as she went to down her vodka she felt a hand on her chin, tilting her head back.
In that brief instant his lips pressed against her, her mouth open in almost in a gasp. As she opened her mouth his lips cracked open, the vodka trickling into her mouth drop by drop. She savored each of those small drips, drinking them down as if they were the water of life coming from one of the gods. He must have been one, a sex god; no man had ever made her feel like that with just a brush of lips. Her tongue continued to lap at the droplets, his mouth still on hers even as the vodka drained out. The feeling made her tingle, her pussy clenching almost as if in orgasm. Then he pulled away, leaving her feeling empty inside, making her whimper softly at the absence of his wonderful lips.
As she sat back up she could hear the cat calls and shouts from her friends, but nothing mattered, she had to have him, she had to submit to him, her life depended on it. Downing her vodka, her hands still trembling she leaned over, pressing against him her lips near his ear.
“Fuck me, dominate me, and take me over completely.” A whimper came from her as she pleaded something she never thought she’d ever do. He looked at her, gazing deep into her eyes, a smirk across his lips as he contemplated taking her up on the offer.
“Please!” She pleaded in earnest, her entire body throbbing. He continued to just look at her with that smirk as if musing on her pleading request; while he thought on this request the world slowed down for Teresa, she wanted to look around to see if anybody else there had heard what she said, she didn’t think they had, but she couldn’t tear herself away from those hypnotic blue eyes to look around; she just sat waiting in anticipation.
The world suddenly came swimming back into view, noise surrounding her again as Gary stood up, still smiling, speaking softly, taking her wrist delicately in his hand,
“Come with me.” She stood up with him, following him meekly, she didn’t even look behind, she was sure if she did everyone would see how flushed her face was, the scent of arousal was pouring off of her, her pussy drenched already as she trailed along behind him, like the tail of an almighty comet.
Gary led her towards the front doors, out into the cool night air, she looked up for a moment, into the bright glow of the full moon, turning her attention back to Gary as she followed him automatically, he walked a short way until they reached the end of the building where he led them down a narrow alleyway, she shivered, wondering what he was going to do to her, now she followed him eagerly wanting to submit to him even more than before, her breathe coming out in short gasps as her chest became tight from her arousal, the cool air making her nipples hard, poking into her corset.
They stopped halfway down the alley in a clear spot when Gary span round to face her, grabbing her around the waist and pushing her up against the cold brick wall, moving until he was almost against her, carefully leaving a small gap between them, just enough to make her want to arch out to him, he leaned his head in slowly, his mouth next to her ear as he whispered into it.
“You want me to dominate you do you?” She gasped out in arousal at the sound of his voice so close to her ear his breath tickling her skin.
“Yeeeees,” It was more of a husky hiss, a breathe from her body, but the answer was unmistakable, “Please! Dominate me.” She managed to say as she got her breathing under control. He smiled to himself as she said this, although she couldn’t see it, she waited again in anticipation; but as he pulled back again he went back to his blank expression, leaving her in the dark, but the intense expression in his eyes was still increasing her arousal. Trailing his hands down on her body, resting them on her waist he turn her around to face the wall, pulling her way slightly.
“Bend over.” He commanded simply, she hurriedly tried to obey his order, leaning forward, extending her arms forward slightly so that her elbows rested against the wall supporting her, she squirmed slightly as she imagined what his view of her body must look like now, her skirt rising up slightly revealing more of her thighs and the bottom of her ass the skirt now stretched across the rest of it, giving him a perfect view of it. She suddenly gasped as she felt his palm pressing against it, stroking the curves of her body and down her thighs, making her squirm even more. She then felt his hand take the hew of her skirt and push it slowly up over her ass, pushing it up above her ass; Teresa bit down her lip to stop her from moaning out from the arousal building up in her now, completely bare to this dominant god standing behind her, his hands tracing her skin.
As she leant against the wall, closing her eyes as she enjoyed the soft feelings of his fingers caressing her, she sighed softly as she felt his fingers leave her skin, feeling slightly disappointed, worrying that she had disappointed him somehow; but as she began to get up she felt the light force of Gary’s hand smack against her ass, pushing her back against the wall, making her moan out with surprise and arousal, swaying from side to side, struggling to keep still as she felt his hand come back again, smacking her ass again. His hand came back several times smacking her ass again and again in the same place, making her squirm as she felt her drenched cunt contracting in pleasure, her juices running down her legs.
Then she felt something pressing against her wet lips, it was his cock, she moaned again, breathing out the word “yeeeeessss,” in another long hiss; the head teasing her slit, rubbing over her clit before she felt his hips pushing forward, his cock sliding smoothly, deep into her wet cunt, his cock spreading her lips around him, making her moan out louder now, shivering as she felt his hand come back again, smacking her sore, and by now, red ass, as he began to rock his hips, sliding in and out of her pussy as his body undulated against hers.
Leaning her head back again, she moaned loud, heat and pleasure rushing through her entire body, shaking each time her body was spanked by his firm hand, her pussy tightening around his thrusting cock, she moaned out again as the pleasure built up quickly, swimming in the pleasure of submitting to him, doing what he wanted, what he ordered.
“God yeeeesss, thank you! Yeeeeesss!” She moaned over and over, her body writhing under his touch, barely able to support herself against the wall as his cock rubbed against her g-spot, driving her wild, moaning even louder as she got closer and closer, rocking her hips back to his thrusting, to let him thrust deeper into her pussy, trying to hold onto the pleasure as long as she could.
Then she couldn’t hold on any longer, pushing back against him, letting him go deeper into her again, her pussy contracting around his cock as she came, the ministrations of his cock on her g-spot causing her to ejaculate, covering his cock in her juices, feeling them run down her thighs and her legs, soaking her, moaning again; but Gary was still thrusting into her, he hadn’t cum yet, now it was for his pleasure and she reveled in that feeling, writhing still as her pleasure built up again, riding the remnants of her last orgasm, feeling him sliding in and out of her before his fingers dug into her waist as he shuddered, listening to him softly groaning as he came, feeling his cock engorging inside her tight pussy, feeling his cum erupting into her, filling her up, mixing with her juices. Slowly he began to slow down his hips, her own moans quieting, still shuddering from the pleasure. They stayed there for several moments, relishing the last of the pleasure; when she felt him withdrawing out of her, but then felt his hands running over the inside of her thighs, scooping up the juices running down his legs, she turned around to see him, licking her juices off his fingers, seemingly relishing her taste, he smiled down at her; she shivered in pleasure at his smile.
“Thank you.” She whispered quietly, and then smiled as she thought of something to really show how grateful she was, kneeling down on the floor quickly, lowering her mouth around his cock, completely covered in both their juices, her tongue lapping them up as she slid her mouth up and down his shaft, then pulling off, giving the head a small kiss as she did, standing up in front of him, licking her lips, but then bowing her head, waiting for him to do something.
She felt him reach down with one hand, taking her hand in his, entwining their fingers, lifting up her face to look deep into his eyes, sighing with pleasure.
“You’re welcome.” He said with a smirk, leading her back towards the bar, this time she pressed up against him, feeling his heat, never wanting to leave his embrace now. As they walked back into the bar, the heating inside made her realize how cold the outside air was, making her shiver for a moment, hoping that the redness in her face would be mistaken as something caused from being outside. They sat down at the table again, when several of their friends turned to look at them with grins on their faces, asking questions, to various degrees of asking where they had gone to, she began to stammer, trying to think of an excuse, she hadn’t thought of this bit.
“We were just taking a walk, to talk for a bit, away from the noise.” Said the perfectly calm voice of Gary, the authority in his voice dared anyone to admit they didn’t believe him. They accepted this and went back to talking, chatting away as if nothing had happened, Gary was talking jovially again, sipping at his whiskey, also, as if nothing had happened, but still holding onto her hand to reassure her that he didn’t think that. Teresa looked around the table at everyone chatting when she met eyes with Rachael and saw something, a hint of jealousy and even arousal, for just a moment before moving on, returning to her own drink. For the rest of the night she hardly spoke for the rest of the night, even after they left the bar and went to the club, where she and Gary most sat at the bar, talking to some of the other couples.
Later on into the night, Gary grabbed her hand gently, leading her hand towards the dance floor as the next beat began to start up, wrapping his hands around her, starting to stroke up and down her skin as they danced together, his soft touches and they began to sway together, their bodies moving faster, her hands touching and massaging her chest, making her aroused again, her body pressing against his; his hands resting on her waist following her swaying hips as they danced, the beat becoming more frenzied, grinding his hips into hers, letting her feeling his hard cock pressing against her, driving her arousal through the roof, looking up into his eyes, she moaned softly, knowing he could hear her so close, swaying even more, their hands exploring each other. Gradually the song came to a slow down as it finished, Gary led her back to the seats again, watching her breathing heavily with arousal, caught in the middle, he smiled teasingly, she didn’t know if that was going to be it or if he had even more planned for her. They sat down returning to the drinks until the end of the night, when the club began to quiet down; when people started to leave, Gary took her hand and led her to his car in the car park, she didn’t even think that he hadn’t asked if she wanted to go home with him, they both knew she wanted to. They climbed into the car and drove away.
The apartment was dark but warm as they arrived, he didn’t show her around the apartment, or even switch on the lights, but the moonlight highlighted some of it, showing it to be a large penthouse, he led the way to another room, kissing her passionately every so often, she returned each one with equal passion, loving each taste of his wonderful lips. They eventually came to the room, it was his bedroom, the entire room was highlighted by the full moon; one entire wall was made out of windows, making the moon seem even bigger, leaving enough light to see everything clearly in the darkness. Gary led her over to the bed, laying her out on the soft cool covers, moving over to his bedside, she turned her head to watch him take out two pairs of handcuffs, quickly attaching one around one corner post of the bed, locking the other end to her wrist, doing the same to her other arm, leaving her arms uselessly stretched out and bound to the bed; knowing this made Teresa moan out loud in this submissive position, loving this new feeling of giving control to another person, and to this god of a man it was even better.
Gary leant over her bound body, kissing softly down her neck, moving slowly down her body, planting soft kisses down her chest, down between her breasts and down her stomach, Teresa leaned her head back, sighing with pleasure, moaning softly from his lips on her body, feeling his kisses down between her legs, letting her legs spread open for his ease, feeling his lips kissing around the lips of her pussy, teasingly avoiding any actual touch on her lips, driving her wild; then arching her body up, moaning loudly as she felt his tongue running up and down her wet slit, the tip of his tongue flicking against her clit as it traveled up and down her slit.
Her body now writhing in pleasure, wrapping her legs around his body as his tongue sliding into her soaking pussy, sliding in as deep as he could get, flexing it as he did, opening his mouth slightly, and grazing his teeth across her clit again.
“Oh my god! Oooooh yeeeessss!” She moaned out loud, her body writhing even more as his tongue flicking in and out of her pussy, rubbing over her g-spot, from time to time taking his tongue and sucking on her clit for a few moments, running the tip of his tongue around it before sliding it back into her dripping cunt, making her cry out with pleasure, it didn’t take her long, her body filling up with the heat of pleasure again, his marvelous tongue sliding in and out of her, her pussy tightening around his tongue as she leaned her head back once more, her whole body arching up again, stretched taut as the orgasm hit her, her arms staying pinned down, driving even more pleasure through her, unable to move moaning even louder, falling back down against the blood, feeling her juices flowing into his mouth, his tongue lapping them up, swallowing them, Riding out her orgasm, feeling his hand pulling her down slightly to lap more at her pussy.
Then as the last of her orgasm subsided Gary, kissed back up her body, moving to the two handcuffs, unlocking them, letting her wrap her arms around him, resting her head on his chest, sighing with pleasure and swimming in submission as sleep overtook her, sinking into the darkness, with the moonlight shining on her.
The music was loud around her; one of her friends had turned it up as she was changing. Sliding the black stocking just above her knees, skirt up her legs, smiling to herself at the feel of the material on her skin, making her squirm a bit, running her fingers up and down the blackness, rubbing it into her skin, she slowly moved to the beat, closing her eyes as the banter and chatter melted away in her mind. This place in her mind was a dark restful place, filled only with the beat of music and the feel of soft dark clothing, the hugging of her corset and the clinging of the stockings, the cool feeling sending a shiver all the way through down to her clit, which sent a bolt of pleasure up through her spine. She wanted nothing more then to get lost in that beat, but her friends had other plans; their plan was to go to the bar for a little while then off to a club.
Her name rang sharp in her head causing her to open her eyes, nearly glaring at one of her best friends.
“Earth to Teresa, is anyone home?”
“What do you want?” The question was nearly growled out as she began to hook up the black corset top.
“Didn’t you hear anything we said?” Her friend rolled her eyes as she leaned against the wall, a smirk on her red lips. Pretending to think for a moment Teresa started to pull her braids out slowly. Her friends were good friends, but sometimes they could be such bimbos, all they wanted to do was shop or go out with these idiot boys.
“Nope… what did you say?” Finishing she shook her head, once curly hair was full of waves, cascading around her face.
“We’ve all agreed, tonight you’re meeting someone new.” Teresa raised an eyebrow at the statement.
“Hmmm and when was this consensus made? When my mother was around? That definitely sounds like something she used to say to me.” She snorted and looked in the mirror as she slipped on her black thigh highs that reached just to the edge of her skirt, she wasn’t really worried about meeting a guy, but if she did she was on the pill anyway, not that she would have sex on the first date anyway, she was safe about this sort of thing. Turning around several times she tightened the ribbon in back a little more and went to sit down. She knew she looked just like some black bird of prey; every piece of clothing was black, the only other colour being the silver trimmings on her corset. She didn’t think that anyone thought she looked attractive, definitely none of the boys that her friends wanted her to meet, but in these clothes she felt sexy, she felt dark, and that aroused her.
Her friend went to speak and she stopped her. “I don’t even want to hear, let’s just finish and have some fun.” A wicked smirk curled up her lips as she slipped on her heels, at least she could have a few drinks and forget about the world for a while. It was going to be an interesting night, but little did she know, it would turn out more interesting than even she knew.
Chatting away they entered the darkened bar, looking around for a few moments for somewhere to sit and have their first drinks, and then one spotted someone they knew at the bar. Oh great, she thought to herself, it was a bunch of guys from the college, and it was her friends, so obviously these guys were just going to be a bunch of dumb jocks. The guys they knew invited the group over, all of them only on their first rounds. They started buying themselves drinks, though some of the guys who had already “marked” some of her friends were buying them drinks; they then all moved to a set of tables that some of the guys had pushed together, sitting down and returning to their drinks. Teresa scanned the group of people there, searching for someone worthy of sitting next to. As she slowly made her way over one of them caught her attention, he had a whisky in front of him instead of beer, a big plus in her book; she hated beer.
Slipping around her friends quickly she sat next to him, a gut instinct saying he was different from the others. Her eyes traveled over him, a smirk on her face before looking down the bar seeing everyone chatting away, although the guy next to her was looking over the group, sometimes smiling slyly at a comment someone would make, but still sipping on his whiskey, not talking to anyone. She wanted to pout, just a little bit, she was horrible at talking to new people and she wanted to talk to him. She tried once to speak to him, trying to ask his name, but every time she looked up into those grey-blue eyes, she couldn’t speak, his eyes were more like mirrors, showing off her soul, her deepest thoughts and secrets and desires, he could see all of them he was sure, and he was smiling while looking at these thoughts, did he like her thoughts, she hoped he did; she looked back to her own glass, lapsing back into silence again. Every once and a while she’d look and catch him smiling at her, a smile that made her shiver and bite her lip softly, just those few looks drove her crazy.
She was so frustrated she forgot what she had gotten till she took a sip and was overwhelmed by peach and orange flavors. Just as the thought flitted to the surface of her mind wondering what it would be like to have sex on the beach… particularly with the guy sitting next to her, she shivered in her seat, images of sand and sea filling her mind, mixing with images of hot writhing bodies, this was something different from her normal fantasies, besides being so vivid and arousing, there was something different that made them even more arousing. She looked up suddenly as a few words from the rest of the group caught her attention; the conversation down the line had turned to just that, sex.
“Oh you know you’re as submissive as a little kitten, don’t even say otherwise.” She heard someone say, and then her friend’s protest was drowned out by laughter, of course that was Rachael’s charm, she was some damned cute girl that all the guys felt powerful around, but she was a gold digger to the core, but sometimes Teresa did feel a pang of jealousy of her petite curves, but her taste brought her back to earth; Rachael wore far too much pink.
“Now Gary on the other hand, he’d be the violent one, dominant to the core.” One of the guys down the line remarked followed by a lot of laughter from the guys, and as Teresa wondered who it was they were talking about, until she looked to the side and saw the one sitting next to her grinned and laughed softly. The small sound made her bite her lip harder, because the look was still in his eyes.
“Of course! Can any of you see me as submissive?” Teresa wanted to melt his voice was nearly tangible against her skin raising goose bumps along her body. Then a thought drifted into her strange mind the idea of submitting to someone, something she had never done, nor ever had thought about in the past. The thought turned her on; submitting to Gary was an instant throb in her pussy. She squirmed into her seat, now she knew why the images of this man turned her on, why they were so different, in every other fantasy she had ever had she was the one on top, controlling everything, biting down onto the others skin, but these images were the other way round, she could feel Gary on top of her, biting down into her skin, and this thought made her shiver more than any other fantasy she had ever had. This man oozed dominance, and looking around she knew every one of her friends saw this, but they also saw his intelligence, his control and this scared them, so they went back to their dull men; Teresa squirmed again in her seat, the thought of this man scaring every one else away was equally arousing, he could scare them off without even raising a fist.
“Well I definitely love submitting to someone.” Said another person, when suddenly Teresa realized she had said that, a blush on her face at being so open like this, but her voice was a purr, leaning a little closer to Gary. She hoped only he had heard, now that she had said, she wanted him to know it, hoping that maybe he would suddenly throw away his drink, throw her onto the table, in front of everyone if he wanted, as long as he fucked her!
“What are you talking about Teresa; we all know your rep as a dom.” One of the girls said and everyone laughed; as she tried again to convince them, she couldn’t risk Gary losing interest in her because she was normally dominant, which she was, but this man she wanted nothing more than to serve him. Each effort to counteract this reputation was shot down by her friends. With one last effort she gave up and finished off her drink; earlier thoughts of submitting to Gary returning to her, she was sure that by now her panties were soaked, everyone would end up being to smell her arousal, she was sure, this made her blush deeply. She looked around and put down her drink, she needed to go to the toilet, but she couldn’t tell anyone because then, like the girls they were, they’d all need to go at once, she needed privacy; she hurried quickly to the bathroom, walking into one of the stalls, slamming the door behind her, locking it.
She sat down on the seat, lifting her ass up slight as she reached up under her skirt, hooking her thumbs around her panties, sliding them down, she slid them over her legs and heels, bunching them up, stuffing them in her purse, though just before she did she felt them in her hands, they were completely soaked, and were probably see-through with all the juices that had soaked them. Then with one hand she reached up under her skirt, cupping her drenched pussy, she leaned her head back, sighing loudly, purring like a kitten as she began to run a finger up and down her wet slit, she wanted to tease herself for as long as possible, images of herself kneeling before Gary sifting through her mind, she wanted to stay in her mind. Then waiting as long as she could she eased two fingers into her pussy, sliding them in as deep as she could.
“Fuuuuuuck! Fuck me!” She cried out between gritted teeth, leaning her head back, her eyes screwed shut, more images of her submission entering her mind, driving her pleasure up further, her fingers sliding in and out of her pussy, reaching down with her other hand, pressing the tip of one finger against her clit, rubbing it softly; her hips bucking as she buried her fingers into her soaked pussy
“Fuuuuuck me! Please!” She cried out again, trying to keep her voice down should anyone come in, but she didn’t really care right now, he fingers moving faster, pinching her clit in between two fingers, making her cry out, arching her back up as she got closer, holding onto this, before the feeling of the hot force building in her pussy became too much, making her cry out softly, falling back down against the toilet as she felt juices running into her hand, she sighed out, opening her eyes, reaching up with the one drenched hand, examining it, covered in her juices, leaning her hand in close she began licking the juices from her fingers. Standing up she picked up her purse, unlocking the door, moving to a basin and quickly washing her hands, smoothing down her skirt to look like nothing had happened, trying to get her breathing under control.
Sitting back down at the table, she saw that no-one had missed her presence, she was grateful that she wouldn’t be asked any embarrassing questions like what she had been doing, but she also a bit annoyed that she had been gone and no-one had missed her, except that was, for Gary who had been watching her walk back to the table, that intensely erotic smile on his face.
“It’s about time you got back, I’ve been waiting for you.” He said as she sat down, she was surprised, this was the first thing he had said to her all evening, and why had he been waiting for her, did he have plans for her, had he been planning to talk to her, but she had left? She stared down in her drink for a few moments, unable to face him; images running through her mind again. Just as she looked up again she felt him lean close, his breath across her skin.
“Let’s just see how submissive you can be.” With that he turned to everyone else, a smirk on his face. “All right let’s have some real fun now.” As he said it he walked off, everyone wondering where he had gone off to, a few of the guys though were whispering to each other, grins on their faces, they knew something was up, though didn’t know what, the girls also began whispering, wondering what he meant, of course everyone remembered the comment about him being a dominant.
She sat for a moment, the words echoing in her mind, a tremor running through her. She turned and scanned the crowd, searching for where he could have gone. Then she spotted a twist of blond hair, attached to a handsome man carrying what looked like two bottles of vodka and enough shooter glasses for everyone.
One bottle went sliding down to the other end of the tables along with several shot glasses, each one began filling up quickly. Teresa looked down on hers and stared at it for a moment. She tried not to look over at Gary as her mind filled with so many images of him. Just as she went to down her vodka she felt a hand on her chin, tilting her head back.
In that brief instant his lips pressed against her, her mouth open in almost in a gasp. As she opened her mouth his lips cracked open, the vodka trickling into her mouth drop by drop. She savored each of those small drips, drinking them down as if they were the water of life coming from one of the gods. He must have been one, a sex god; no man had ever made her feel like that with just a brush of lips. Her tongue continued to lap at the droplets, his mouth still on hers even as the vodka drained out. The feeling made her tingle, her pussy clenching almost as if in orgasm. Then he pulled away, leaving her feeling empty inside, making her whimper softly at the absence of his wonderful lips.
As she sat back up she could hear the cat calls and shouts from her friends, but nothing mattered, she had to have him, she had to submit to him, her life depended on it. Downing her vodka, her hands still trembling she leaned over, pressing against him her lips near his ear.
“Fuck me, dominate me, and take me over completely.” A whimper came from her as she pleaded something she never thought she’d ever do. He looked at her, gazing deep into her eyes, a smirk across his lips as he contemplated taking her up on the offer.
“Please!” She pleaded in earnest, her entire body throbbing. He continued to just look at her with that smirk as if musing on her pleading request; while he thought on this request the world slowed down for Teresa, she wanted to look around to see if anybody else there had heard what she said, she didn’t think they had, but she couldn’t tear herself away from those hypnotic blue eyes to look around; she just sat waiting in anticipation.
The world suddenly came swimming back into view, noise surrounding her again as Gary stood up, still smiling, speaking softly, taking her wrist delicately in his hand,
“Come with me.” She stood up with him, following him meekly, she didn’t even look behind, she was sure if she did everyone would see how flushed her face was, the scent of arousal was pouring off of her, her pussy drenched already as she trailed along behind him, like the tail of an almighty comet.
Gary led her towards the front doors, out into the cool night air, she looked up for a moment, into the bright glow of the full moon, turning her attention back to Gary as she followed him automatically, he walked a short way until they reached the end of the building where he led them down a narrow alleyway, she shivered, wondering what he was going to do to her, now she followed him eagerly wanting to submit to him even more than before, her breathe coming out in short gasps as her chest became tight from her arousal, the cool air making her nipples hard, poking into her corset.
They stopped halfway down the alley in a clear spot when Gary span round to face her, grabbing her around the waist and pushing her up against the cold brick wall, moving until he was almost against her, carefully leaving a small gap between them, just enough to make her want to arch out to him, he leaned his head in slowly, his mouth next to her ear as he whispered into it.
“You want me to dominate you do you?” She gasped out in arousal at the sound of his voice so close to her ear his breath tickling her skin.
“Yeeeees,” It was more of a husky hiss, a breathe from her body, but the answer was unmistakable, “Please! Dominate me.” She managed to say as she got her breathing under control. He smiled to himself as she said this, although she couldn’t see it, she waited again in anticipation; but as he pulled back again he went back to his blank expression, leaving her in the dark, but the intense expression in his eyes was still increasing her arousal. Trailing his hands down on her body, resting them on her waist he turn her around to face the wall, pulling her way slightly.
“Bend over.” He commanded simply, she hurriedly tried to obey his order, leaning forward, extending her arms forward slightly so that her elbows rested against the wall supporting her, she squirmed slightly as she imagined what his view of her body must look like now, her skirt rising up slightly revealing more of her thighs and the bottom of her ass the skirt now stretched across the rest of it, giving him a perfect view of it. She suddenly gasped as she felt his palm pressing against it, stroking the curves of her body and down her thighs, making her squirm even more. She then felt his hand take the hew of her skirt and push it slowly up over her ass, pushing it up above her ass; Teresa bit down her lip to stop her from moaning out from the arousal building up in her now, completely bare to this dominant god standing behind her, his hands tracing her skin.
As she leant against the wall, closing her eyes as she enjoyed the soft feelings of his fingers caressing her, she sighed softly as she felt his fingers leave her skin, feeling slightly disappointed, worrying that she had disappointed him somehow; but as she began to get up she felt the light force of Gary’s hand smack against her ass, pushing her back against the wall, making her moan out with surprise and arousal, swaying from side to side, struggling to keep still as she felt his hand come back again, smacking her ass again. His hand came back several times smacking her ass again and again in the same place, making her squirm as she felt her drenched cunt contracting in pleasure, her juices running down her legs.
Then she felt something pressing against her wet lips, it was his cock, she moaned again, breathing out the word “yeeeeessss,” in another long hiss; the head teasing her slit, rubbing over her clit before she felt his hips pushing forward, his cock sliding smoothly, deep into her wet cunt, his cock spreading her lips around him, making her moan out louder now, shivering as she felt his hand come back again, smacking her sore, and by now, red ass, as he began to rock his hips, sliding in and out of her pussy as his body undulated against hers.
Leaning her head back again, she moaned loud, heat and pleasure rushing through her entire body, shaking each time her body was spanked by his firm hand, her pussy tightening around his thrusting cock, she moaned out again as the pleasure built up quickly, swimming in the pleasure of submitting to him, doing what he wanted, what he ordered.
“God yeeeesss, thank you! Yeeeeesss!” She moaned over and over, her body writhing under his touch, barely able to support herself against the wall as his cock rubbed against her g-spot, driving her wild, moaning even louder as she got closer and closer, rocking her hips back to his thrusting, to let him thrust deeper into her pussy, trying to hold onto the pleasure as long as she could.
Then she couldn’t hold on any longer, pushing back against him, letting him go deeper into her again, her pussy contracting around his cock as she came, the ministrations of his cock on her g-spot causing her to ejaculate, covering his cock in her juices, feeling them run down her thighs and her legs, soaking her, moaning again; but Gary was still thrusting into her, he hadn’t cum yet, now it was for his pleasure and she reveled in that feeling, writhing still as her pleasure built up again, riding the remnants of her last orgasm, feeling him sliding in and out of her before his fingers dug into her waist as he shuddered, listening to him softly groaning as he came, feeling his cock engorging inside her tight pussy, feeling his cum erupting into her, filling her up, mixing with her juices. Slowly he began to slow down his hips, her own moans quieting, still shuddering from the pleasure. They stayed there for several moments, relishing the last of the pleasure; when she felt him withdrawing out of her, but then felt his hands running over the inside of her thighs, scooping up the juices running down his legs, she turned around to see him, licking her juices off his fingers, seemingly relishing her taste, he smiled down at her; she shivered in pleasure at his smile.
“Thank you.” She whispered quietly, and then smiled as she thought of something to really show how grateful she was, kneeling down on the floor quickly, lowering her mouth around his cock, completely covered in both their juices, her tongue lapping them up as she slid her mouth up and down his shaft, then pulling off, giving the head a small kiss as she did, standing up in front of him, licking her lips, but then bowing her head, waiting for him to do something.
She felt him reach down with one hand, taking her hand in his, entwining their fingers, lifting up her face to look deep into his eyes, sighing with pleasure.
“You’re welcome.” He said with a smirk, leading her back towards the bar, this time she pressed up against him, feeling his heat, never wanting to leave his embrace now. As they walked back into the bar, the heating inside made her realize how cold the outside air was, making her shiver for a moment, hoping that the redness in her face would be mistaken as something caused from being outside. They sat down at the table again, when several of their friends turned to look at them with grins on their faces, asking questions, to various degrees of asking where they had gone to, she began to stammer, trying to think of an excuse, she hadn’t thought of this bit.
“We were just taking a walk, to talk for a bit, away from the noise.” Said the perfectly calm voice of Gary, the authority in his voice dared anyone to admit they didn’t believe him. They accepted this and went back to talking, chatting away as if nothing had happened, Gary was talking jovially again, sipping at his whiskey, also, as if nothing had happened, but still holding onto her hand to reassure her that he didn’t think that. Teresa looked around the table at everyone chatting when she met eyes with Rachael and saw something, a hint of jealousy and even arousal, for just a moment before moving on, returning to her own drink. For the rest of the night she hardly spoke for the rest of the night, even after they left the bar and went to the club, where she and Gary most sat at the bar, talking to some of the other couples.
Later on into the night, Gary grabbed her hand gently, leading her hand towards the dance floor as the next beat began to start up, wrapping his hands around her, starting to stroke up and down her skin as they danced together, his soft touches and they began to sway together, their bodies moving faster, her hands touching and massaging her chest, making her aroused again, her body pressing against his; his hands resting on her waist following her swaying hips as they danced, the beat becoming more frenzied, grinding his hips into hers, letting her feeling his hard cock pressing against her, driving her arousal through the roof, looking up into his eyes, she moaned softly, knowing he could hear her so close, swaying even more, their hands exploring each other. Gradually the song came to a slow down as it finished, Gary led her back to the seats again, watching her breathing heavily with arousal, caught in the middle, he smiled teasingly, she didn’t know if that was going to be it or if he had even more planned for her. They sat down returning to the drinks until the end of the night, when the club began to quiet down; when people started to leave, Gary took her hand and led her to his car in the car park, she didn’t even think that he hadn’t asked if she wanted to go home with him, they both knew she wanted to. They climbed into the car and drove away.
The apartment was dark but warm as they arrived, he didn’t show her around the apartment, or even switch on the lights, but the moonlight highlighted some of it, showing it to be a large penthouse, he led the way to another room, kissing her passionately every so often, she returned each one with equal passion, loving each taste of his wonderful lips. They eventually came to the room, it was his bedroom, the entire room was highlighted by the full moon; one entire wall was made out of windows, making the moon seem even bigger, leaving enough light to see everything clearly in the darkness. Gary led her over to the bed, laying her out on the soft cool covers, moving over to his bedside, she turned her head to watch him take out two pairs of handcuffs, quickly attaching one around one corner post of the bed, locking the other end to her wrist, doing the same to her other arm, leaving her arms uselessly stretched out and bound to the bed; knowing this made Teresa moan out loud in this submissive position, loving this new feeling of giving control to another person, and to this god of a man it was even better.
Gary leant over her bound body, kissing softly down her neck, moving slowly down her body, planting soft kisses down her chest, down between her breasts and down her stomach, Teresa leaned her head back, sighing with pleasure, moaning softly from his lips on her body, feeling his kisses down between her legs, letting her legs spread open for his ease, feeling his lips kissing around the lips of her pussy, teasingly avoiding any actual touch on her lips, driving her wild; then arching her body up, moaning loudly as she felt his tongue running up and down her wet slit, the tip of his tongue flicking against her clit as it traveled up and down her slit.
Her body now writhing in pleasure, wrapping her legs around his body as his tongue sliding into her soaking pussy, sliding in as deep as he could get, flexing it as he did, opening his mouth slightly, and grazing his teeth across her clit again.
“Oh my god! Oooooh yeeeessss!” She moaned out loud, her body writhing even more as his tongue flicking in and out of her pussy, rubbing over her g-spot, from time to time taking his tongue and sucking on her clit for a few moments, running the tip of his tongue around it before sliding it back into her dripping cunt, making her cry out with pleasure, it didn’t take her long, her body filling up with the heat of pleasure again, his marvelous tongue sliding in and out of her, her pussy tightening around his tongue as she leaned her head back once more, her whole body arching up again, stretched taut as the orgasm hit her, her arms staying pinned down, driving even more pleasure through her, unable to move moaning even louder, falling back down against the blood, feeling her juices flowing into his mouth, his tongue lapping them up, swallowing them, Riding out her orgasm, feeling his hand pulling her down slightly to lap more at her pussy.
Then as the last of her orgasm subsided Gary, kissed back up her body, moving to the two handcuffs, unlocking them, letting her wrap her arms around him, resting her head on his chest, sighing with pleasure and swimming in submission as sleep overtook her, sinking into the darkness, with the moonlight shining on her.
