Peter

Author's Note: First submission ever, hope you enjoy it. She sat down across the table from me nursing her red wine. Her bright red hair cascaded over her head and past her shoulders. She wore too much make-up for my taste but it was expertly applied with lots of mascara and eye-liner. Her lips were pillowed out and painted the same color as her hair. “You don’t mind if I join you do you?” It was more a statement than a question. She was a Latina with a strong, sexy accent. ...

Author's Note: A bit different, hope everyone enjoys it. I took a deep breath and knocked three times on the large wooden door at the top of the stairs. I heard heels clicking on the hard wood floor and the door opened. I walked into a darkly-lit room and before I my eyes could adjust to the dim lighting and turn around to face the person who opened the door; I was blindfolded with soft satin that fit snugly around my head. A ball gag was roughly shoved into my mouth and tightly buckled behind my head. ...

The text read, “I’ll b redy in 5”. Knowing how long it took to get to her apartment from the parking lot, I immediately got out of my car and made the trek to her place. I knew the door would be unlocked so I opened it without knocking and entered to the sound of soft music (Mozart-my favorite) and the scent of burning candles. Closing and locking the door behind me I turned the corner to her living room and there she was. Standing in the middle of the room, her long auburn hair was tied in a ponytail high on her head and flowed halfway down her back. Her heavily made-up face (with extra-long fake eyelashes) was beautiful without the paint but this was how I wanted her. The ball gag was stuffed deep into her mouth and buckled tightly behind her head. The collar she had around her neck read “SLUT” with a leash connected to the D-ring in front. The plain white t-shirt did nothing to hide her full, D-sized breasts, and the excitement her nipples betrayed. Her shoulders were pulled back pushing her globes further forward than usual due to the handcuffs securing her wrists behind her back. The tight, red micro-miniskirt barely covered the chastity belt and the suspenders were clearly visibly extending from the black garter belt holding up her fishnet stockings. Her long, shapely legs tapered down to a pair of five inch red stilettoes that had buckles around the ankles, holding them onto her feet. The additional five inches to her tall frame allowed us to look eye-to-eye but as a sign of her submission, she kept hers down while I looked her up and down. ...