Victoria sat nervously in the car. She knew that tonight was the night if she wanted it to be. She knew what he wanted. And deep down, she knew what she wanted. She knew that she had never craved anything the way she had craved this. She had longed for this for some time. She told herself that over and over in her mind. It didn’t seem to calm her nerves.
“Are you ready, Victoria?” His dark eyes peered into hers, locking onto her gaze so firmly, she thought she could just melt. She could feel her heart beating as he smiled softly at her taking her hand in his. "Just say the word, sweetheart.“
She had met him a couple of months ago at a fetish event, the first one she had ever attended. She had been surfing online for years, checking out fetish sites, reading stories, looking at videos and even dabbling in writing. She had thought for years that she could satisfy herself this way, that she could temper the urge by reading and writing. But as she got older and matured into her 20’s, she found the urge growing stronger and the need to experience for real became overwhelming, sometimes consuming. When she was online one day, she saw the ad for the fetish event, an event held just thirty minutes away from where she lived. She went to it not knowing what to expect, and she certainly hadn’t planned on meeting someone. But he stood out immediately among the attendees. He wasn’t dressed in fetish wear or anything unusual, rather he was casually but neatly dressed, and the ways his eyes met hers when he approached her made her tremble. He was immediately different than any man she had ever met. Direct, inquisitive, attentive and warm, he also had an aurora about him, a sense of mystery. They made small talk at first, talking about subjects any two people would talk about, jobs, work, hobbies.
Finally, he asked what she was doing there, and if it was her first time at an event like this. She blushed when he asked her, wondering how he could tell she had never been to something like this. She confessed to him that this was something that she had never done, but that it had intrigued her throughout her entire life. They talked for the rest of the evening. He told her about himself, that he was a dominant and a little about his experience. They continued to talk for the remainder of the evening and by the end of the night, he had asked for her phone number. Victoria hesitated and as she did so, he took her hand and leaned in to her, his mouth so close to her ear. "Nothing will happen if you don’t want it to, Victoria”. The tone of his voice, his breath against her ears made her pulse quicken, her palms sweaty. She looked at him, smiled softly and nodded her head slightly. He took her number and called her the next day.
He was unlike anyone she had ever been out with before. Reliable, caring, romantic, he was just the type of man she always imagined herself with. He was tender, yet she could feel how strong he was. He took the time to listen to her, ask questions about what she wanted, who she was, in short, he paid attention to her in a way that no man ever had. Over the next few weeks, they had been out several times. As they dated, she found out that he was a dom, not that this was any surprise. He had told her about some of his experiences, some of his relationships and his interests. They aligned with hers almost perfectly. She was comfortable with him and she found him very attractive.
They talked about the dynamic, what he would expect of her, and what she would expect of him. He made it clear to her that, if she desired to be his, their arrangement would be mutually beneficial, that he wanted her to get as much satisfaction out of serving him, as he did. Each time they discussed it, Victoria found herself beyond aroused and she would often come home and touch herself, imagining herself as his, climaxing hard at the thought of his hands on her body, rough and firm, his words in her ear. As they began to get closer, she allowed herself to sleep with him. It was, by any standard, conventional sex. Passionate, emotional, and satisfying, it still was vanilla and Victoria wanted anything but. As they lay in bed one night, Victoria, looked at him, her eyes big and brown,“I want it”, she said. He knew what that meant, what she wanted and needed. He stroked her hair softly, kissed her deeply. "I want you to think about it, Victoria. Because it’s hard to go back once you have it.“ His voice always gave her shivers, its cool, confident tone, its deepness and richness filling her ears. She nodded and as she fell asleep, thinking about what it would be like.
“Are you ready, Victoria?” The words had snapped her back to reality as she returned his warm gaze. "Just say the word, sweetheart”, he said, as she looked back at him. Her heart pounded as he took her hand. If she didn’t do it now, she never would. "I’m ready", she said, her heart fluttering as he smiled back at her. "Good girl", he said, the words immediately stirring inside her, a dull ache forming between her legs.
They went inside and almost immediately found themselves in the bedroom. He pushed her body against the wall, his lips kissing her softly, his tongue melting against hers. His hands worked up the side of her body slowly, caressing her thighs, then over her hips, up to her round breasts. After a minute or so, he motioned her over to the bed. He pushed her over the foot of the bed, her stomach resting on the edge of the mattress.
“Hands behind your back”, he said, his voice cool and commanding. Victoria, felt her sex already aching, the words just making her body churn harder, complied. She felt the feel of soft leather wrap around her delicate wrists, and the click of metal locking the cuffs together, leaving her hands secured behind her back. It was her first time ever restrained and it was completely exhilarating. She felt his hands on her thighs, and she gasped, the feeling of his hands different now, a rush exploding in her body. He slowly hiked up her skirt, till it was pulled over her hips. His hands massaged her round firm bottom, he always admired her curves, her firm thighs and her luscious ass driving him wild.
“Spread your legs”, he said to her, her body squirming as she wondered what he was going to do. She widened her legs for him, her sex so eager, so ready for him. She felt his hands pull down her panties, revealing her smooth bare mound. "Keep them just like that", he said as he ran a finger over her folds, her body shivering as he touched her. She started to turn around to look at him when she felt him push her head down hard. "No looking, is that clear?
The smacking sound of leather meeting skin filled the room, the belt having struck her bottom hard and firmly. Victoria let out a loud whimper, the pain coursing through her body, the surprise making the sting last longer.
“Yes….” he said, his voice trailing off, waiting for her to understand.
“Yes?”, Victoria said meekly, not getting what he was asking her for. The belt whistled through the air once more, landing squarely in the same spot as it did initially. Victoria gasped again as the pain repeated, her hands instinctively trying to protect her exposed bottom, until she realized one other thing. How the ache between her thighs had increased. Her pussy was responding just as much as her brain to the pain. She could feel her juices flowing, her body desiring more. It was at that moment that Victoria realized what he wanted.
“Yes, Sir” and as the words left her mouth, she felt herself almost climax, the words and the scene driving her into a new heightened sense of erotic pleasure.
He ran his fingers across her reddening bottom, feeling the warmth from where the belt lay its cruel sting. He slid his fingers next between her thighs, her wetness enveloping his fingers, her gasp of pleasure stiffening his cock.
“Who do you belong to, Victoria?”, his finger sliding inside her, his thumb rubbing her clit gently.
Victoria’s voice was becoming more high pitched. "Ohh, goddd" she moaned softly. "You, Sir.“
“Very good, Victoria.” The belt cracked against her bottom again, a cry escaping Victoria’s lips as she pressed her face down in the pillow. She felt her arousal build once again, her mind wondering how the intense pain she was feeling could make her so turned on, so desirous of more.
His fingers returned to her folds again, rubbing and stroking her so well. Victoria felt her hips involuntarily grinding against his touch, she blushed as she realized what she was doing.
“Is this your pussy anymore, Victoria?”, he asked in the soothing voice she had grown so fond of, his fingers pushing deeper inside her once again.
“AHHH, AHHHH, FUCKKKK, AHHH, OHHH GODDD, NO SIR” she finally gasped out, her body on the verge of climax. He pulled his fingers out of her sopping tunnel, the belt lashing her ass hard once more as Victoria gasped with pain, tears forming in her eyes. But yet she wanted more. She wanted to give him everything she could, take everything she could for him.
“Very good, Victoria.” He ran his hands over her bottom, the red marks from the belt more and more noticeable. He then pulled her back by her hair, listening to her breathe heavily as he whispered in her ear. His other hand returned to her pussy, two fingers easily slipping inside her entrance, massaging her.
“Did you like that, baby?”
“Yes, Sir. Ohh,ohhh, thank you, Sir.”
“Good, Victoria. Because tonight is just the beginning. You’re mine now. I’m going to do things to you that you can’t even imagine. Make your body squirm in ways you can’t fathom. Push your limits and make you cum harder than you ever have. Is that clear, sweetheart?”
“Ohhh goddddd, ohhhh yes, Sir.”
“You want more, don’t you, Victoria?” His thumb pushed harder on her clit now, rubbing it back and forth, the swelling of it making his cock harder and harder.
“Please…..oh goddd, ahhhh, ahhhhh, please more, Sir.”
He removed his hand from her sex and pushed down his pants, his hard cock ready and eager. He kissed Victoria’s neck gently and he rubbed her slit up and down with the head of his cock, listening to her breathing as he teased her. He gave her ass a hard firm smack as he held her hair tightly.
“Please, Sir. Please. I need it.”
“You need what, sweetheart?”, as he pushed the head of his throbbing cock against her.
“Ohhhh, more. Please give me more” With that he yanked her head back as he pushed deep inside her, the moan escaping Victoria’s lips was loud and full, the pleasure encircling her entire body as he held himself deep inside her. She had never felt him penetrate her like that before, using such power and such force, his hand wrapped tightly in her hair. She longed for more, more of the feeling.
Her fingers outstretched with pleasure in her cuffs, letting the feeling wash over her. He pulled back and pushed in hard again, slowly and forcefully, the sensation again making her want to explode. His lips touched her ear gently, moving down to her neck, kissing her softly, before moving back against her ear, the word he said as he held himself inside her, filling her up, sealing the new state of their relationship.
“Mine” With that, he pulled back once more and thrust himself forward again, this time, pumping back and forth in hard, swift deep strokes. His hand holding her hair tightly, as he filled her, her canal eagerly accepting him, wrapping around him so tightly, her hips grinding eagerly against him. She had never felt such pleasure, such intensity, such passion during sex and her body felt like it was melting into his, every inch of her on fire. He pumped harder insider her, the sound of his body mashing against her, making her even more crazy, the feeling of knowing that she was his, that he was in control, that her body was to serve him, all simultaneously running through her mind.
Victoria’s moans and gasps filled the room, his grunts low and hard, his body firmly against hers. He gave her ass a hard smack as he continued pounding inside her, relentless and steady, his cock swelling more and more. Her orgasm began to build, a feeling rising inside of her, a feeling that she had never before felt, the orgasm felt like it was coming from a place deep inside her, the building sensation an unstoppable force. As she felt the peak of pleasure, her body trembled, right at the moment his cock twitched, releasing inside her, coating the walls of her tunnel, her orgasm tearing through her body, hard and fast, her pussy clenching hard against his thick shaft, Victoria’s moans and cries uncontrollably escaping her lips. Her body shook with pleasure as he held her tight against him, his cock finally ceasing its deep release. Slowly they both began to descend from the peak, Victoria’s body trembling softly. She could not feel her legs, she was unsteady and trembling as he finally pulled out of her.
He kissed her softly as he undid her cuffs, scooping her up and placing her on the bed gently, lying next to her, holding her against him tightly. She felt content, content in a way she had never experienced before. She knew she was where she should be, and with who she was meant to be with. It was their first experience together, the first of many that would fill their days and nights going forward. Victoria sighed as he felt his lips against her neck again, nibbling at her ear once more, his voice once again in her ear, the word something she would never grow tired of hearing.
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