“Did she really drive for two hours in that?” he wondered as he looked at her body in a sexy maid costume. Actually there was no costume. Just a tiny bodice that made her waist look Dolly Parton small. The tightness of the bodice pushed her breasts upward giving her the most perfect cleavage. Her thighs were covered in fishnet stockings and on her feet were the longest heels he had ever seen.
He felt himself choke on his own words as she dropped the coat on the floor and slowly made her way towards the bed. Is cock was suddenly not the humble member anymore. It was now a raging animal, fighting to be freed. They were obviously not going to have any talking tonight.
“Did you happen to run in to traffic police?” he wondered as he stared at her. “Because if you did…” he stopped when she placed her index finger on his lips.
“How do you feel about bondage?” she asked in a sweet voice as she pulled a bag from underneath her bed. His eyes grew wide and his skin pale when she opened the bag. There were spanking paddles, butt plugs, handcuffs, chains…you name it.
“When did you even get all that under there?” he asked surprised. Maybe she had taken the Fifty Shades of Grey literature a bit too seriously.
“That book was…I want it all, Mitchell,” she said looking up at him. “I want you to be my master,” she added as she began to slowly undo his belt buckle. He quickly pulled his t-shirt over his head and then placed his hands on hers. She looked up into his eyes and almost felt scared. The expression he had was one she had never seen in him before. He looked like a bull ready to charge. His normally brown, warm eyes were staring down at her in an almost sadistic manner.
“Say that again,” he said looking into her eyes. She felt a thrill go through her body as the words rolled off her tongue.
“I want you to be my master,” she said in a shy voice. She saw a small smile threaten to form at the corner of his mouth as he sat down next to her. He looked at the contents of the bag and smiled.
“Let’s start a bit slower,” he said taking her hand. “Come, bend over my knee, you naughty girl,” he said as she lay on his knee, her bare buttocks exposed to him. She expected him to hold back but the rate at which he was responsive oddly turned her on, a bit too much actually. She felt his hand on her buttocks, slowly rubbing and kneading. She longed for him to spank her hard at that very moment. She yearned for the feeling of pleasurable pain, whatever that was. Her wish was suddenly fulfilled when he lifted his hand only to bring it back down ion her ass with so much force that she almost cried out. She whimpered as he slowly rubbed her other cheek as the first remained stinging from the immense slap she had just received. Even though it stung, she was surprised at how much delight it gave her. She felt her other cheek sting as Mitchell spanked her again, this time a bit harder than the first time. She found herself wondering whether the paddles would be this painful or pleasurable. She whimpered again as she felt him spank her again but this time, instead of giving her ample healing time, he just spanked her other cheek without any warning.
Mitchell could feel his cock strain against the pressure of Natasha's stomach. He wanted to get himself inside her so bad but first, he would enjoy this new world she had introduced him to. He had heard of bondage and submission but he had never been one to be more adventurous than most.
This was definitely one area he was yet to delve in. even though it was his first time being a dominant sexual partner, he found himself questioning why he had never tried this before. The way she squirmed on his lap every time he spanked her was extremely erotic. He looked on in awe as her butt cheeks became incredibly flushed as he spanked her harder and harder till he heard her let out a loud moan. Almost as if she wanted him to stop.
He slowly lofted her off his lap and placed her on the bed before proceeding to take off his pants. He then reached into the bag and got two pairs of handcuffs. He secured her hands to the bed poles and secured them firmly on either side. Natasha lifted her ass higher as Mitchell stood at the foot of the bed. He then walked round the bed to where the bag was and rummaged through it till he emerged with a big vibrator and one small spanking paddle. He switched the vibrator on and began to slowly run it along her g-string covered slit making her moan.
Natasha suddenly felt the vibrator removed from her pussy making her moan her disapproval. She tried looking around to see what was going on but she could not see anything. Out of the blue, she felt Mitchell ripping her fishnet stockings and g-string apart and away from her body. For some reason, her pussy got wetter when he did so.
She whimpered when she felt the vibrator again, this time against her bare flesh. The exposed flesh of her budding clit. For some reason, she held in the sounds of her pleasure. This must have prompted Mitchell to finally use the paddle on her. She gasped when she felt a sting as Mitchell slapped her ass using the paddle. She moaned loudly when Mitchell began pushing the tip of the vibrator inside her wet pussy but never all the way through. He used the paddle on her again as he pushed the vibrator inside her again. The intensity almost made her squeeze her legs shut but she managed to hold back lest she gets another whack on her ass.
Mitchell’s cock was now harder than he had ever had it. He could almost swear he could see his pulse just by looking down at his raging manhood. He suddenly heard Natasha’s loud gasp making him look up. Without realizing it, he had pushed the vibrator inside her pussy, almost all the way in. He slowly pulled it out and threw it on the bed. He dropped the paddle as well and grabbed her big ass, kneading it and gently slapping it. The way she writhed made him realize that her cheeks were a bit too sensitive from all the spanking. He positioned his cock at her opening and slowly pushed his length in. She gasped and her breath became labored as Mitchell pushed himself into her, inch by inch.
“You like that?”He asked as he began to slowly move himself in and out of her. She nodded before saying a gasping ‘yes.’ Mitchell slapped her ass hard not caring whether she was in pain or not.
“Yes…what?” he said as he suddenly thrust into her.
“Ah! Yes master,” she moaned as he thrust himself inside her. He incredibly managed to maintain a slow and steady pace despite the way the situation aroused him.
“And what about…that?” he asked as he bucked his hips out before jamming them into her again. She screamed as she felt him filling her up.
“Yes, master,” she said. “I love that too.” Mitchell smiled as he began thrusting into her, hard and fast. He loved the control the present situation gave him. It was almost as if there was nothing else in the world that mattered at this very moment. All he cared for was filling her up. For her to call him master. For him to dominate her to the fullest. His fast pace gave him a false sense of security as soon, he began feeling his orgasm approaching fast. He reached over to the bed posts and quickly undid her cuffs.
“Turn around baby,” he said in a loving but commanding voice. She quickly turned around and lay on her back, panting. Her skin was slightly damp and some of her hair was stuck to her forehead. She moaned as she watched him quickly undid her bodice freeing her tits. He then quickly went down and began sucking her hard as he roughed up her other breast.
Natasha moaned and groaned as she tried arching her back in an attempt to redirect his stiff penis back into her wet pussy. She almost felt triumphant when she found the head of his hard cock and arching her back further, she moaned loudly as he slid right into her. Mitchell moaned against her nipple as he felt the familiar heat of her cunt engulf his hard cock. “Wait. This is all supposed to be me, he thought. “BDSM 101. Dominance means I am the boss,” he thought as he secretly smiled to himself.
“I have to punish you for that,” he said when he pulled away from her hard nipple. Natasha felt a wave of panic and excitement go through her as she wondered what he would do this time. “Turn around,” he said again. She looked up at him and turned around positioning herself on all fours. She heard him rummage through the bag again and wondered what he would emerge with this time.
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nbsp; “I want you relaxed, Tasha,” she heard him say. Mitchell soon ended the suspense when she felt a cold plug being pushed into her tight ass. She felt shivers go through her and whimpered as she felt the plug being pushed all the way to its base. Just when she was getting used to the plug in her ass, she felt pressure in her ass and pussy all at once as Mitchell pushed himself inside her.
The pressure from the plug and the huge length of his cock made the feeling more intense making her moan loudly as he stretched her out. “Just like that baby, just like that,” he said in a low voice as he slowly moved in and out of her, careful not to let the plug get out of her ass. His orgasm was now dangerously close. He needed his release. He needed to finish right there and then. He slowly pushed the plug I further before he held on to her ass and began pummeling into her.
Natasha held on to the bed guard rail as Mitchell fucked her hard. The way he punched himself into her reminded her of old soldiers trying to take down a fortress door using a battering ram. By now, she was moaning loudly, not caring who heard her. She could feel herself t the point of no return.
“Master, permit me to cum….I need to cum master, please,” she begged in between panting breaths.
“Cum for me, baby,” Mitchell said sounding surprisingly calm even though he was about to spill himself into her. Natasha suddenly screamed out forcing his cock out of her pulsating pussy. He looked down just in time to see her pussy squirting out hot liquid onto his thigh. He moaned as he plunged back inside her. The image of her squirting had just made him want to finish off inside her. He threw his head back as he felt hot jets of his own cum draining into her. As his cock began to slowly get limp, he pulled the plug from her ass leaving it gaped before collapsing on the bed. Natasha lay down next to him, breathing heavily.
“So I guess that means we will talk tomorrow,” Mitchell said as he closed his eyes. Natasha smiled and slowly raised her head to plant a kiss on his forehead. She felt guilty for using sex as an escape mechanism so that she didn’t have to talk about the proposal. She was not sure how long she could keep that going.
“Yeah,” she said as she felt herself drifting to a deep sleep.
Chapter 6
Mitchell looked at his wrist watched and then took a sip of his cappuccino. He was supposed to be meeting his best friend Leo Hayes for the first time in eight months. Leo and Mitchell were old friends all the way from their high school days. As they grew together, they realized that they had more than just the same taste in girls. Their career choices were also strangely similar. They both had a liking for management…crisis management was where they really clicked.
However after graduating from college, Leo had been poached by a pharmaceutical company and after that they rarely got any time to just sit and hang out. Getting some time, any time even half an hour for a quick beer had literally become wishful thinking. When he wasn’t traveling the world trying to fix everything that had gone wrong with a drug launch he was busy sourcing for all the foreign clients he could stomach. When he was free, Mitchell was on some business meeting in Chicago, or Washington….just say out of reach. Mitchell smiled as he looked at his watch again. He could not wait to just catch up on all of Leo’s foreign conquests.
“Buddy!” he heard an excited voice behind him. He smiled as he stood up and turned around to look at Leo.
“Dude, what the hell are they feeding you in…where were you this time round anyway?” Mitchell asked as the two embraced.
“Depends on when you are asking about,” Leo said when they pulled apart. “But this, is all Dubai, dude,” he said rubbing his huge tummy. Mitchell smiled as he sat down.
“I took the liberty of ordering some cappuccino for you,” Mitchell said as he signaled the waitress to come to their table.
“Really? You still do that?” Leo asked. Mitchell looked at him as he took a sip from his own cup.
“Why? What’s wrong with that? Did you give up caffeine?” he asked looking at him.
“Hell no…actually never!” Leo said laughing just as the waitress brought his coffee to the table. “So, Schmidt, what’s new?” he asked as he slowly played with his cup handle.
“Nothing much. Just the usual suspects,” Mitchell said with a smile.
“Nothing much? Dude you are at the top of the Nolan Schmidt financial food chain and you tell me that there’s nothing much going on?” Leo said laughing. “Like really man…” he said as his voice trailed off.
“I knew that would come up,” Mitchell said with a smile. “I know I said there was no way in hell I would ever work for my family’s company,” he said looking at Leo. “Things change you know,” he added as he ran his fingers through his thick wavy hair.
“They sure do,” Leo said smiling. “I mean back when I knew you, you were just some geeky guy with bad hair and glasses…,” “…hey, feelings,” Mitchell said clutching his breast pocket dramatically. Leo smiled.
“You know I’m right man. Now you are this …this….sex god gracing the cover of Forbes sexiest men under 40,” Leo struggled to say without sounding negative.
“Yeah, there is that,” Mitchell said looking down. “There is a perfectly good explanation for that,” he said holding his hands up in his defense.
“There has to be. I’m sure Lisa wouldn’t have taken it lightly having you in all your naked glory on the cover of a magazine,” Leo said. Mitchell frowned.
“You do know we got divorced right?” he asked looking at him. Leo looked back at him surprised.
“I thought that was just one of those many separations the two of you were always going through,” Leo said. “Man, this is some fucked up shit,” he added before taking a sip of his cappuccino.
“Actually, that’s part of the reason I wanted to see you today,” Mitchell said.
“Why? You need a good lawyer?” Leo asked.
“Seriously, has it been that long?” Mitchell asked frowning again.
“Well, it’s been almost ten months but the last time we hooked we just got hammered,” Leo said smiling. “Ah, Vegas," he added, a far away look in his eyes.
“Good times,” Mitchell said smiling. “But my divorce was finalized a long time ago and Lisa got the money she wanted. We are done, have been done,” he added with a smile.
“So…I’m lost,” Leo said as he looked at Mitchell. “What’s the big emergency since we already established that I am not here because you missed all of this,” he said gesturing at himself.
Mitchell smiled. “So, there is this girl Natasha Black,” he started as Leo rested his elbows on the table. “I have been with her for a year and a half now and I think…” “…no,” Leo said interrupting him. “You really want to go down that road again,” Leo asked surprised. Mitchell smiled at him and nodded. “Even after Lisa?” he asked still surprised.
“Yes, even after Lisa,” Mitchell said as he smiled broadly. Leo shook his head and took another long sip of his cappuccino.
“This Black Natasha must be really something,” Leo said smiling.
“It’s Natasha Black…as in the surname Black, you bozo,” Mitchell said. “She’s not a cast in the Black Swan,” he added laughing.
“Well, I guess then congratulations are in order, huh?” Leo said as he looked at Mitchell who smiled as he reached into his inside pocket.
“Kind of,” Mitchell said as he pulled out his kerchief. He dubbed his forehead as he took a long deep breath. “I asked her to marry me two weeks ago and…”“…She said no?” Leo asked cutting him short yet again.
“No, she just didn’t say yes,” Mitchell said. Leo looked at him, a confused look on his face.
“I am sure that doesn’t make any sense even to you,” Leo said. “So, that was it? Maybe you did it wrong?” he said.
“No. I did every mushy thing I could think of. I even Googled how to make the perfect proposal,” Mitchell said as he signaled the waitress for yet another cup. “Down on one knee, dinner and everything,” he added as the waitress brought him anoth
er cappuccino.
“Seriously dude, do you like own the joint?” Leo asked as the waitress left. “Normally people have to like place orders and shit,” he added in a whisper. Mitchell smiled.
“Actually, yes. I own it but back to the more important matters,” Mitchell said in an attempt to change the subject.
“Wait,” Leo said. “You never told me what she was like, “ he said looking at him. Mitchell smiled as he reached for his phone.
“She is the most perfect woman you could ever imagine. She is the girl high school boys jerk off to and the same girl men leave their loyal wives for,” Mitchell said proudly as he scrolled his gallery for Natasha’s photos. “There,” he said when he finally came to a decent album of the two of them in Rome.
“Fuck…!” Leo said in a low whisper. “Great piece of chocolate right there,” he said smiling.
“Hey, watch it,” Mitchell aid. “That’s my future wife you are talking about right there,” he added.
So, what do you think should I do?” Mitchell asked.
“What do you want to do?” Leo asked. “I don’t think I am the best person to advice you on this,” he added.
“You are actually the best person I would ask right now. You are the lord of the female ring,” Mitchell said before they both burst in laughter. “That sounded a bit dirty,” he said amid laughs.
“Yes it does,” Leo said. “That kind of talk could get you stoned in some countries of the Middle East,” he added. Mitchell smiled. “So, why is it so important to get advice from me? Why don’t you ask someone with a functional relationship or even marriage?” he asked.
“Because I need to know what my best man thinks,” Mitchell said. Leo looked at him in surprise.
“For real?” he asked as Mitchell nodded. “Twice the honor, man,” he said as he reached across the table to slightly fist bumped Mitchell on the shoulder.
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