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A first meeting. Short Story

  • Writer: MR Sparks
    MR Sparks
  • Feb 4, 2019
  • 2 min read

A first meeting.


Driving down the M61 my mind sipping back to the questions she asked, “how would you like me when you arrive?” “How do you want me to respond to you”


Recalling how much her asking aroused me, imagination on fire with the possibilities, the awkward tightening of my jeans whist in the bank, brought a smirk to my face.


The thought of her naked on her knees sprung to mind waiting for me to arrive, door unlocked the trust that would require from her.


I responded cautiously, this was the first meeting after all, “wear the outfit I had picked out and Kiss me!!” You can’t hide from a kiss, it exposes you if there is passion it will show in the kiss..


I said call me by my name.. I have not earned Sir! I only want submission if I have earned it.


I had the plan and I was running it through my head as I drove – I wanted it to be perfect after all this was my dream girl – redheaded, petite, pretty, feisty and kinky what more could I ask for.


I was to arrive Kiss her – I would take her down to her knees bind her maybe even ichinawa (normally I don’t do Ichinawa on a first play, too intimate, requires connection between bunny and rigger to be really enjoyed) but if the kiss felt right.


I was to bring the suspension frame in later and do some suspensions with her after all a dancer would be flexible. I had two ties planned and would adlib if more were required.


I planned to undress her slowly during the tying (not that she was wearing much) exposing her flesh her essence tome.


After rope I panned cupping and wax play get her oily getting her fully naked if not already, the wax would relax her while I got to explore her body slowly see her reactions to my more tender touches.

After the wax, I wanted to shower her – soap her up cleans her body I would join her in the shower naked myself nothing hidden.


Then to explore her body slowly savouring the most intimate of her charms, before taking her, this was not to be love making this was to be primal fucking as animalistic as I could make it, with little gentle touches interspersed to show her I was not all beast.


Well that was the plan.

 
 
 

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