This occurred exactly one week ago today
You are to show up this exact address at this precise time. Park your car, get out, lock it and walk over to my car. No, we won't be eating anything on this date, and I cannot provide you with more details than that. You need to wear a skirt though. That's all I can tell you . . .
She shows up and has followed my plan exactly as I asked. As she approaches me, she's cautious, yet happy to see me. I don't exchange the normal pleasantries nor do I talk to her. I have a blindfold and I place it over her eyes outside of our vehicles before I place her in my car and drive off with her. As I look over at her for a moment I feel very in charge, more in charge of a situation, of a woman than ever before. She seems like a possession to me, as if I own her and can demand anything and everything that I want. This is new for Dewey and he likes feeling empowered this way.
We drive into a garage and I close the garage door. I help her out and into the living room where she steadies herself against a counter and waits for me. I return with a bottle of red wine and in the silence of the room remove the cork. It's dead silent, and the room is mostly dark. For her though it is completely dark requiring the use of her other senses to navigate this new territory, this situation. I pour the bottle slowly as it chugs into the wine glass, and I help her guide the glass to her lips. We share a sip and then I quietly whisper these words: Do you trust me? I knew she did, I knew the answer but I needed to hear it from her before I proceeded.
I get behind her and take her hands behind her back. A comfortable rope is used to tie her hands behind her back. She's standing now with her back to me wearing a skirt, tall dark boots, a blouse, blindfolded and tied up. God, what a beautiful scene that was. I get on my knees and begin to caress her legs, her calves and her thighs. I slowly carefully navigate my way around her body exploring and feeling every curve every inch. My hands gliding over every inch, softly teasing, softly squeezing, but mostly adoring this beautiful creature.
I pull her hair back and kiss her behind the ears. I move across her face and begin to pick up the tempo. I tease her with my mouth, my hot breath leading her to believe that I will kiss her on the mouth but not ever giving it to her. My hands firmly squeeze her breasts and my momentum is shifting toward a higher speed, getting her hot and bothered. She lets out soft moans and groans as I slide my hands over her panties. I stand behind her, and move her panties to the side and play with her. Stroking her pussy and feeling her clit. She's already wet and there's plenty of lube to apply a little bit of pressure to her clit. She gasps for air and lets out a long loud moan. I go faster and slide my other hand underneath her bra feeling her nipples and squeezing them.
The panties must come off, and I am happy to bring them down to where her boots are, just below her knees. I bend her over just so slightly so she can stay balanced but giving me just enough space to push my face into her cunt. Fuck she's so sweet! I love her taste. I lick it and use my fingers inside of her, playing with my fuck-toy and enjoying every bit of control over her. The blouse must now come off. Done! Her bra pulled down exposing her full breasts for my pleasure. I suckle them, lick them and suck her nipples with no restraint. When she tries to reach for my cock with her tied up hands, I deny her request by moving away, and not giving it to her. 'No. When I 'm ready you can have it, but not until then.'
We move into a bedroom, me guiding my tied up slave to her next destination and laying her on the bed, on her stomach. I prop her feet on the floor and continue to toy her pussy with my finger fucking her ferociously and without limits. I use my other hand to massage her clit and she can barely take it. She screams and moans and I know that she has just cum. In nearly 10 seconds, and with one hand I remove my pants, put on a condom, and penetrate her with my hardness. This is a hard fuck. Fast and furious.
When I finish we lay down together. I remove her mask and we begin exchanging our first pleasantries of the date, softly talking, softly kissing, and relishing in the aftermath of what just happened. We kiss more and more, we touch each other, play with each other some more, and soak up the momentary bliss of two people sexually charged and devouring one another. Our two hour window was about up and she departed with some very kind words, "thank you for reminding me of how good this can feel." And yet somehow I wanted to be the one to thank her, to thank her for trusting me.
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