Arriving within 15 minutes, she glances at her watch. “Oh, good, I still have enough time to run across the street and purchase some flowers. I will take one dozen of those long stem red roses,” she tells the man.
“That will be $42.”
“No problem,” she says as she hands him her credit card.
Hoping that Mrs. Thomas will be impressed, she walks back across the street to reserve a romantic booth in the corner.
Waiting anxiously, Mrs. Thomas walks through the door. Looking super sexy, she is wearing a tight little purple cocktail dress. It hugs every curve of her nearly perfect body. Samantha becomes speechless.
“Hi,” says Mrs. Thomas, “you look really nice.”
“Wow,” replies Samantha. “You look absolutely stunning. You take my breath away. These roses are for you.”
“You shouldn’t have,” Mrs. Thomas replies. “These look so expensive.”
“Don’t worry about it; you are worth it. Come this way,” she says as they walk to back to the isolated booth. “After you,” Samantha says as she waits for Mrs. Thomas to sit down in the booth. Samantha climbs into the opposite side so she can stare at Mrs. Thomas all night.
“I have to admit,” Mrs. Thomas says, “I have been attracted to you since the beginning of the year and only found myself wanting to act upon it when the feeling was mutual. I still don’t know if this is such a good idea, but I am willing to take a chance.”
“I am so glad you did. It makes me wish I would have said something sooner, but at least here we are,” she says with a smile.
Mrs. Thomas reaches across the table and grabs Samantha’s hand. “I can’t tell you enough how much I have thought about us being together. Last night I could barely sleep. I had thoughts of how you would taste,” Mrs. Thomas boldly states.
“Umm, wow,” Samantha says, astonished. “I can’t believe you actually said that.”
“Well, I am tired of pretending, and it just took you to make me see that I need to act on my feelings.”
Samantha gets up and slides in the seat next to Mrs. Thomas and gently leans in for a soft kiss on the lips. Both of them, extremely worked up, knew they were in a restaurant and needed to compose themselves. Samantha rubs up and down on Ms. Thomas’s thighs. “They are as smooth as I had anticipated them to be,” she says as she seductively looks into her eyes.
“Good,” Mrs. Thomas says, “I wouldn’t want to disappoint you.”
“Oh, you don’t disappoint at all,” Samantha abruptly replies. The waiter comes to the table and asks if they are ready to order. They glance at the menu and agree to share some spaghetti and garlic bread.
“Very well,” the waiter says as he walks away.
Samantha continues to feel Mrs. Thomas’s legs, making her way up higher and higher with each rub. “Don’t tease me,” Mrs. Thomas says as she grabs a hold of Samantha’s hand and places it in between her legs. Feeling the outer layer of her cleanly shaved pussy, Samantha can hardly contain herself. Mrs. Thomas reaches over and whispers in her ear, “I want you to taste it.”
Samantha reaches even further into her dress, reaching for her pussy. Gently spreads her apart and inserts her fingers deep. “Ah, there you go,” Mrs. Thomas says as she moans quietly in Samantha’s ear.
Knowing they are in a restaurant it becomes difficult to contain themselves. Someone walks by to use the restroom located next to them and Samantha quickly removes her fingers. “Taste me,” Mrs. Thomas says.
Samantha places her two fingers in her mouth and moans a little. “I can’t wait to get a hold of you,” she replies. The people who had originally gone to the bathroom have passed by and there is no one left in the bathroom. Samantha whispers in Mrs. Thomas’s ear, “Come with me to the bathroom.” She grabs ahold of her hand and they make their way to the back stall. “Handicapped stall, perfect, plenty of room,” Samantha whispers. She reaches over and pulls Mrs. Thomas’s dress up to her breasts. She quietly spreads her legs apart and stares at her beautiful shaven pussy that is just waiting to be eaten. She slides her fingers back inside Mrs. Thomas and roughly moves her fingers back and forth towards her G-spot.
Mrs. Thomas begins to moan and Samantha places her hand over her mouth. Hoping that they will not be discovered, Samantha knows they don’t have much time. She gets down on her knees and spreads Mrs. Thomas’s pussy apart and begins to tongue fuck her, placing her tongue deep inside and tasting all of her juices. With her other hand, she stimulates Mrs. Thomas’s clit causing her to instantly orgasm.
“Fuck,” Samantha whispers as she wipes her face off onto some toilet paper. “You are so damn hot and wet. Look what you have done to me,” she says. She grabs a hold of Mrs. Thomas’s hand and places it down the front of her pants. “You got me all wet,” she replies.
“Oh, I did,” Mrs. Thomas says as she gathers herself from her orgasm. With her hand firmly planted the front of Samantha’s pants, Mrs. Thomas presses Samantha up against the stall wall. Kissing her with great passion, she slides her fingers inside, curving them ever so gently to reach her G-spot. Moving them rapidly in and out, they are grateful that they have not yet been caught. Mrs. Thomas can feel Samantha’s pussy pulsating on her fingers; she starts to kiss her neck and gives it a little bite.
“Oh my God,” Samantha whispers in her ear as she cums all over her hand. Mrs. Thomas can feel her throbbing pussy lips surrounding her fingers as she quietly relaxes her body. “Mmm,” Samantha says as Mrs. Thomas pulls her hand from her pants. They passionately steal a kiss from one another before someone enters the bathroom.
“Shh,” they both whisper to each other. They wait for the bathroom door stall to close and wash their hands at the sink. Leaving the bathroom, they feel like little school children getting away with something bad. “Oh, look.” They both laugh as their food has been served to them and is waiting at the table.
“Good thing too,” Samantha laughs, “I am starving. I think we both worked up a little appetite.”
Miss Dom
Clank, clank goes the sound of handcuffs closing shut. “Be still,” a woman’s voice sounds with authority. “Spread your legs now, place them right here so I can reach them.”
Spread out across makeshift leather X lies a man who is there to be taught a lesson. “Sabrina, is this how you want him?” says the Dominatrix (Miss Dominance) who holds her husband hostage.
“Yes,” she replies, “make sure he is strapped in tight and is not going anywhere.” Watching from a distance, she gives instructions to continue with the plan.
With her husband strapped and ready for his punishment, he replies, “These feel a little tight.”
Miss Dominance looks at Keith and says, “Did anyone tell you that you can talk?”
“No, Miss Dominance,” he replies, scared and yet a little turned on. He remains quiet.
“This will keep you quiet,” she says as she walks towards her wall full of unusual and strange objects. Fully clothed in what appears to be a vinyl cat suit, she wears knee-high boots with a whip strapped on the side of them. She is intimidating and powerful. Her hair is jet black and pulled back in a ponytail with dark eye makeup. She stands with authority as the vinyl covers every crack and curve of her body
Sabrina finds herself turned on, imagining herself being dominated by this mysterious and powerful woman. Miss Dominance grabs a ball gag off of her shelf and walks over to where Keith is standing strapped into this leather X. She stands close to his face and says, “You talk too much. This should do the job.” She straps it around his head and places the gag ball in his mouth.
Feeling turned on, Sabrina sits quietly as she waits to see what is going to happen next.
“YOU, get on your knees on this leather bench. Give me your hands.” Miss Dominance handcuffs Sabrina’s hands to the wall and raises her dress up, exposing her sexy ass as Ke
ith watches from across the way. His eyes are big as he watches with anticipation, looking at his wife’s hot ass in the air. Her pink pussy is exposed as she is bent over and Keith finds himself with an unexpected erection while gagged and bound up. “Don’t think you were going to be able to leave here without paying your dues, SABRINA,” says Miss Dominance as she stands back to ensure both of them are properly strapped and safe.
Back to the wall she heads. As she is reaching for something at the very top, Keith can see that it is some type of whip with lots of strands on it. Little does he know his wife is about to get whipped by a deerskin flogger. He has never witnessed this before. As his heart races with anticipation he cannot tell her that she is about to be whipped, so he lets out a little moan to try to warn her. Miss Dominance looks back at him as if to warn him that he better be quiet. With Sabrina facing the wall, she cannot see what is happening behind her. Miss Dominance reaches onto a small table located next to Sabrina and picks up a leather blindfold, placing it over Sabrina eyes.
She can feel her heart start to race. Making sure she does not say anything, she swallows very quietly. Miss Dominance walks her way, around behind her. Hearing the clicking of her boots on the wooden floors is intimidating. She walks with such authority, and the only thing you know for sure is where she is located by the sounds of her boot heels clicking against the floors. The room is so quiet you can hear nothing but the heavy breathing that consumed the room. Keith watches as he looks at his wife pinned innocently against the wall. Miss Dominance begins to wind her arm up in circular motions with the whip in hand. She seems to be using a lot of energy to prepare for this beating.
Within moments you can hear the sound of the whip cracking up against Sabrina’s bare ass. “Ahh!” Sabrina screams, not really sure how she is feeling, shocked and in total submission before she has a chance to wrap her head around what has just happened Crack goes the sound of another round hitting her ass. By this time, she has realized that she kind of enjoys that feeling. She finds herself wanting to scream out, “More, more!”
Instead she lies there, bent over, quietly knowing that it would not be okay to speak unless spoken to. Keith’s eyes have grown big with concern for a matter of seconds before he realizes his wife was really enjoying it.
After about six good rounds of being flogged. Miss Dominance leaves Sabrina’s red and battered ass in the air and walks away. Ensuring eye contact with Keith, she asks him, “Did you enjoy watching that?”
He nods his head up and down in a motion that means yes. “GOOD,” she says as she makes her way back over to the huge, strange wall and places the whip back in its proper place. Anticipation builds as he watches her grab another whip off the wall. This time it has feathers at end of it. Hmm, he thinks to himself, at least this one doesn’t look too painful and loud. Still making eye contact with Keith, she walks back over to Sabrina’s red ass and begins to rub the feather all around the red areas. With the light dusting of this feather whip, Sabrina begins to loosen up her muscles, realizing there is no longer a need to clinch. The feather feels so good as Miss Dominance slowly moves it around in a circular manner. Every so often Sabrina can feel a loose feather drape across her pussy that is exposed and in the air.
With her lips spread, she looks back at Keith and slowly drags the feathers through her pussy as Sabrina moans with satisfaction. Sabrina can’t believe how turned on she is as her muscles begin to pulsate in and out. Miss Dominance brings her to almost completing an orgasm and then abruptly stops with a gentle smack to her pussy with her gloved hand. Leaving Sabrina in a state of intoxication, she walks away from her and Sabrina collapses on the bench from pure exhaustion.
Again she makes her way over to the wall. Not again, Keith is thinking in his head. At this point he is at the point of explosion. He just watched his wife almost reach orgasm with another woman. Back at the wall, she reaches for this chain with two clamps on the end of it. He has no idea what this might be. He wishes he was blindfolded instead of gagged because he is terrified. “Hmm,” she says as she makes her way over to Keith, “looks like you have gotten yourself a little worked up.” She places these clamps on a nearby table and reaches for the whip located on her knee-high boot. She takes her whip and moves in across his hard, erect penis. “What shall we do about this?” she says as she continues to move her crop whip around in a figure 8 motion. Bringing the whip back behind her she gives him one swift whip to the thigh. Keith, feeling completely terrified that his penis is going to be whipped, sighs as he lies back on this X.
“What’s the matter?” she says. “Is this too much for you?” She then takes the whip and places it on his bare chest. “Don’t worry,” she says, “This won’t hurt too badly.” She gently grabs the clamps and opens the end of one of them. She seductively grabs Keith’s nipples to make them erect; she then places the clamp around his nipple. Feeling a tingly sensation going throughout his body, she reaches over and erects the other nipple, then places a clamp on this one as well. He looks down, noticing a cold silver chain draped down across his chest. Even more mortified, he notices his pink nipples sticking out from behind these cold and complex clamps.
Not sure how he is feeling, he lays his head back. “Hmm,” she says, “looks like we took care of our little problem.” She gently strokes her hand across his crotch. Keith looks down, realizing that he is no longer hard. He then looks over to where his wife has been lying quietly for the last 10 minutes. Staring at her pink lips in the air with her perfectly round ass begins to make him rise again. All he thinks to himself is please don’t let Miss Dominance notice that I am becoming hard again.
She makes her way over to Sabrina where she has been quietly lying bent over on the bench. This time, she reaches for a drawer located to the right of her. She pulls open the drawer and takes out this string of plastic beads that range in different sizes from small to large and everything in between. Keith thinks he has seen something like this before at one of those fancy sex stores that he and his wife have been to several times. She makes her way closer to Sabrina with a bottle of lube in her hand; it looks as though this lube has come out of some type of heater. She shakes the bottle and squirts a little in her hand as she massages these plastic beads, covering them in warm lube. She gives Sabrina’s ass a good smacking.
“Ahh!” she screams out as she had no idea this was coming. Sabrina was completely caught off guard. Within seconds, she is behind Sabrina as she inches each plastic ball in her asshole. “AHH! Fuck!” she screams as Miss Dominance continues to shove increasingly bigger balls deep in her ass. She ensures there is plenty of lube to gain entry.
“Looks like she is used to having things shoved in her ass,” says Miss Dominance as she looks over at Keith. Leaving Sabrina, she makes her way over to where he is bound up, removes the ball gag from his mouth and repeats, “It seems like she is used to having things shoved up her ass. She took those anal beads like a champ.”
“Yes, Miss Dominance,” he answers, “she is used to having things up her ass. She likes it.”
She looks at him and smacks him with her right hand across the face. His head turns to the right, and she grabs him underneath the chin and tells him that he has been a nasty boy. She begins to open the handcuffs that he has been in all night and tells him to go sit down on the wooden chair in the corner. “Don’t move,” she says with authority. “You wait right there.”
She makes her way back over to Sabrina as she grabs the plastic circular handle that allows her to grip the anal beads. She then moves the beads in and out of her ass as Sabrina screams out loud. “It feels so good!” she screams. All at once, the beads are snatched from her ass as she gasps for breath.
Making her way around to the front of where Sabrina has been tied up, she looks at her and asks her if has she had enough.
“No, Miss Dominance, I have not.”
“Alright then,” she says as she unties her,
“Get over on that round bed, and get on your back.”
Sabrina makes eye contact with her husband, who is sitting on the chair in the corner. She lies on her back as Miss Dominance drapes her breast across her face as she ties her hands to the edge of the bed. She then straddles her legs to make sure she can strap her feet in. All Sabrina can think about is how warm her pussy is up against her leg. Completely turned on, she finds that she is becoming wet just thinking about what is going to happen next.
“Get over here,” Miss Dominance says to Keith. “Take down your boxers now.”
Keith complies as he looks at his wife’s pussy stretched open and wet. He instantly becomes erect. Miss Dominance holds a cock ring in her hand and gets on her knees to place it around his dick. She grabs a hold of his balls and places them inside of the ring. “Now, bend over this bed towards your wife’s pussy. How badly do you want it?” she whispers in his ear.
“Badly,” he says, and, within that breath, Miss Dominance has taken a paddle to him, launching him forward.
“I can’t hear you,” she says.
“Badly I want her pussy badly.”
Smack comes the paddle from behind again. “I want to hear you beg for it.”
“Please, Miss Dominance, I want it bad,” he yells out with the third swat.
“Very well then,” she says. “You may have it.”
Keith balances himself on his knees and crawls towards his wife’s pussy with his ass throbbing. He looks at his wife and begins to kiss her passionately, with such intense force that he realizes at this moment that he has never been more turned on. He looks down at her as he takes his long, hard cock and places it inside of her.
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