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Submission - pt 1

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: bi_girl1968 Posted on: 18 Feb 2005 1 comments
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Ok, This is my first attempt at this. I know it is long. I had to leave out so much detail because I was afraid no one would read it. If you don't like it or have comments that is great. Just go easy on me. I really enjoy writing my experiences and want to do good at my telling of my experiences. *************************************************************************Deciding to move forward and embrace my submissive side I set out to find a Dominant man. A Dom for short as it is said in the BDSM circle. I placed an ad and waited. I didn't have to wait long until I received his note. After some exchange of email and phone for months. Getting to know one another. Finding our limits and fantasies we decided to meet. I was told what to wear and found myself strangely aroused at the shopping spree I was on for him. I was to wear thigh highs, off black if possible, a black skirt and any color button down blouse. No panties were his instructions. He wanted access to my sex he would say, and I wanted to be available as well. He instructed me to wear a bra, black and not to shop for one. It had to be one that I've worn before and was comfortable. The evening arrived and while it was so cold outside I was hot all through my body. Every part of me was on fire. I was aroused both sexually and mentally. I knew nothing except his instructions of what time to be at the restaurant and what to wear. He said that I would know him when he arrived. Driving there, I felt myself become wet and had to clean myself upon arriving at the restaurant. As I walked into the bar area I felt as if I were on display and a million thoughts ran through my mind. I wanted to run. I wanted to stay. I wanted HIM. I knew why I was here and I would, in my decided mind - please him tonight.I found the table I was instructed to sit. I waited. For what seemed like hours I waited. Wet, throbbing and embarrassed I waited. Each time the waiter came to my table to ask if I wanted another drink I was horrified thinking he knew somehow. Maybe he could smell my sex. After all, my arousal was very evident to me. How could the waiter not know. I began to concentrate on other things. I realized he kept me waiting for a specific purpose. I do not like people who are late. It sets me off, but tonight, that was not my decision. He would show when he showed. I was instructed to wait. I felt the cold air rush to my legs. I knew someone had come in and I turned to see. It was HIM. I knew the moment I saw him. There was not doubt. He is the type of man that demands the attention of the room. He was at least 6'1", blond hair, oh those blue eyes. He was lean and I was surprised somewhat. Not disappointed but the fear in that moment rushed though me in a way I had never felt. I felt my pulse quicken immediately. I found myself even wetter between my thighs. I calmed myself as much as possible and tried to appear confident and happy in the moment.He walks to our table and leans into me and says that he is glad I was here, remain seated and he would return. I was shocked at his arrogance and at the same time aroused by his confidence. He wore gray slacks, dark brown belt with a gold buckle, a beautiful blue button down shit with dark brown shoes. He wore a trench coat that was of charcoal color and a hat to match. I found him to smell clean, fresh almost just showered. I wondered if he had gone home to shower after work. Was he nervous? Excited? Did he question my submission? I was terrified at standing and was relieved when he instructed me to stay seated.Upon his return he brings two glasses of wine with the bottle to follow and slides in beside me. He looks at me and says "I am pleased you obeyed me and wore what I asked." He then instructed me to spread my legs. He whispers "It is time I find out if you followed my instructions and made your cunt available to me." With this announcement I opened my legs and waited. He took his time, sipping his wine and then I felt his hand on my thigh. My breath quickened and my pulse was back up immediately. He smiled, knowing that I was indeed under his spell. I thought what a cocky ass! I was immediately angered.Our dinner arrives and before we could begin he slid his hand up my thigh and as red faced as I was I remained in position as he commanded. At once, his fingers were exploring me, opening my lips, and flicking my clit slowly. Sliding his hand up down the length of my cunt. I was breathless and I felt I would orgasm immediately. After several minutes of this 'torture' he finally entered me with his finger and found my spot easily. I was leaned back, watching the people in the restaurant feeling his finger manipulate my cunt. Knowing it would be only a moment and I would indeed cum. But I was not to cum until I asked permission. Something I had never done is ask permission for anything, much less an orgasm. But I had to. I was about to orgasm and there is a point I cannot return. I asked, "May I please cum, just once." He answers me, "yes, my pet you may cum and if you make a sound you will be punished ." As he continued to pleasure me our waiter returns to ask something. I cannot remember what he said. Everything was hazy. I felt as if I would pass out and became immediately fearful, but my body was responding in ways I had never experienced. He commanded me to relax and to open my legs a bit more. As I opened myself to him more he entered me with another finger and I began to pant. At the moment of orgasm I gasped and made a slight noise. Nothing noticeable except he looked at me and winked. He said, "you have disobeyed by making a noise. I will deal with that later. Now, eat and let us enjoy one another."Over dinner, which we both ate quickly we spoke of our lives, our travels and dreams. It was obvious to me that he was erect and I know exactly what I wanted to have for dessert. Finally, we finished our meal and he led me outside. It was cold that evening, but I was so grateful for that. I felt as if I had run a marathon. It was almost painful. He led me to his car and as he opened the door for me he instructed me to remove my blouse and my bra. After which, I was to put my blouse back on and he seated me in the car. As he got in he turned to me and told me to turn to him, open my legs and masturbate until he told me to stop. I was so fearful and never had shown myself this way but I obeyed and I studied his face while I went through the positioning of myself. The car door was hard on my back but I opened my legs to him to allow him a perfect view of my womanhood. He commented, "what a beautiful cunt. Thank you for sharing this with me. Now, I want you to cum." He told me we would drive all night if we had to but he wanted me to cum and if I thought he couldn't tell the difference between me faking an orgasm or having a real one I was mistaken. I, being at his will at this point, submitted completely and with eagerness. I opened myself to his view and began rubbing my clit as I had done many times before, but alone. I found myself wanting to orgasm again. Using my left hand I placed to fingers inside of me and continued to rub my clit. He reached to me and unbuttoned my blouse and allowing my breast to fall free. As I continued to pump myself and rub my clit he was pinching and flicking my nipples. After about thirty minutes of 'driving around' it happened, I came and I screamed when I did. It startled him but pleased him so much. I felt so accomplished in that moment. Finally we arrive at his home and he comes around to let me out. Once out of the car he says for me to lay over the hood. To close my eyes and not worry about all the neighbors that are probably watching. With this, I positioned myself over the hood of his car and closed my eyes. Concentrating on sounds around me I knew he was removing his belt. He slid my skirt up over my hips, commented on how he loved the shape of my ass and how he couldn't wait to have me there. I was panting, waiting. I heard the buckle of his belt and knew he was folding it over. In a forever moment he struck me. And again, and once more. Each strike harder than before. He leaned into me and said that that was for not obeying him.Walking into his home I was warmed by the fire already going in the fireplace. He had wine chilled, with two glasses waiting. He had planned. I was impressed and wanted so much more. I was full of anticipation and delight as he took me into his arms and kissed me so deep. I could feel his cock pressing against me and found myself wanting to be on my knees, sucking his cock and pleasing him in the ways we had talked so much about. Two words entered my mind at this point....cock worship.................Stay tuned for part 2