This is fucking hot!

I went to work tonight, but was offered the night off. I turned around, walked out, and went to J’s. I was unable to reach him by phone, but knew he would be there.

Another car was here and I was uneasy. He had a date. I was invited in and introduced to her. Then he started asking me questions in *that* voice. Commands. I went into sub mode.

“B said she would like to see you again” he said. “Would you like that?”

The question, asked in front of another completely vanilla woman, made me blush. (It is very hard to make me blush!) I answered. I haven’t even written about that experience yet. It was HOT! I do have the video, however, so I won’t forget the details. ;)

I answered. Completely and honestly starting with “So I was learning to top my girlfriend” and a brief summary of how that came about at his prompting. I was completely exposed and, yes, humiliated in front of this woman. The level of pain I take, the complete slutty parts of me… gang bangs and all…

And I was getting off on it!

Throw in a little bit of weed and some Guiness, with him physically tormenting me throughout, and you might have an idea of where I was. No. Probably not even close to the thoughts exploding in my head…

I had to go out and smoke. While out there, a question, a phrase, formed itself in my mind. I went back in and waited, respectfully for a break in the conversation. I was enjoying watching work his charms on her. Finally a break came.

I was physically squirming by then. I kept rubbing my legs together for stimulation to keep myself from running my hands all over myself. I needed to cum! I looked at her. “Would you like to make this a night you will never forget?” I let that sink in. “You don’t have to do anything. Just enjoy the feelings.”

I completely submitted. I had laid all of myself bare and open. Outed. Exposed. Vulnerable. In His control. I was drenched. She was flattered, but politely declined. She went out to smoke.

Full slut mode kicked in. I threw myself at John, teasing and taunting him. I told him I understood I had interrupted his evening, and I was content staying downstairs while he enjoyed the rest of his evening with his date. I also informed I could not drive. (I do love Guinness!) I, in full submissive mode, said I would do as he wished. I also knew I would slide further and further into the subby mindset with each command.

She came back in. He looked at me. “Make the bed upstairs. The sheets are in the laundry basket.”

I walked over. I had to. I needed to. I pulled the sheets out. I whispered to her on the way through the kitchen that “Sometimes the ‘yes Sir’ parts suck. I’ll be back. Gotta make the bed”, walked upstairs, and made the bed.

Every movement was sensual. I was getting off to sheets, making a bed, so that J could fuck this woman. When I was satisfied, I came back down. I grabbed a lighter, turned around and went back up. I lit the candles for him, and turned off the lights. His stage was set, and I was soaking wet creating it for him. I returned downstairs and presented the lighter.  “The room is ready for inspection Sir.”

He smiled. He had been giving that smile to me all night in response to my blunt and honest answers to his, and her, questions. It’s the smile that melts me into a submissive puddle. He followed me upstairs. The instant he was in the room I threw myself at him again, rubbing my crotch on his thigh.

I told him how hot this entire situation was for me. I am serving him by bowing out tonight. I told him I would masturbate listening to them and I pried myself off of him. I told her that as well when returned to the kitchen.

He wasted no time. I had done well. He took her upstairs. I cleaned the mess we had made in the kitchen and picked up and organized the shoes and folded discarded clothing. I am a good sub if you know the proper ways to use one. I was drenched and almost getting off on my own movements.

Almost. I sat down. I touched myself. OMG! Instant explosion! I had been so on edge for so long, mentally as well as physically, that all it took was a touch. That type of release is mind blowing! It became blurry after that. Wow! Hearing sounds from upstairs, moans, (gentle) spanks, etc., kept sending me over. Being quiet so I could hear was hard!

I went out to smoke, and here I am. Drunk typing. (Knew this was too much to tweet.) About to pour another beer, smoke a cigarette, and play with myself until I pass out listening to them. They are still going…

Besides, I will get mine in just a few short hours anyway… but with another man. ;)

(The evening continues here.)

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