We stand silently in the elevator as the first-floor dings by. "What's going to be in that room?" You wonder to yourself. "What's waiting for me up there?" The thoughts of the bar are still swimming in your head, as is the taste of cum and wine in your mouth. You just won your battle, and from what I whispered in your ear, it had the desired effect. No more good girl tonight, you're going to earn this punishment! You smile and shift slightly back and forth, anticipating whatever crazy thing was about to happen.
The elevator dings through six floors and the doors open and we leave the car, my hand at the small of your back. I lean down to whisper in your ear as we walk down the hall.
"Tell me your safe word before we get to the room please, I just want to make sure you remember it."
"Umm, Ajax. Ajax!"
I smile. "Well alright then, let's get started."
We stop at a door. I swipe a key card and I hold open the door for you to enter first. The room is completely dark, except for a night light by the door. I close the door behind us. You hear the bolt click and the security chain get drawn.
I speak to you softly, but insistently. "Close your eyes baby."
"Okay..." You comply and feel something made of soft fabric cover your eyes and fit to your head. "A sleep mask" you think to yourself.
You feel my warm hands slide up your back, slide over your shoulders and then encircle your neck and hold you firmly.
A quick chill of excitement goes down your spine as the sensation of standing in the dark, blindfolded and alone in a room with me for the first time hits you. I stand behind you and slowly put my large strong hands around your neck. A pang of animal fear gives you butterflies in your belly. A sudden strange thought of "he could break my neck if he wanted to..." jumps across your mind.
I linger, holding your neck for only a moment, and I unbutton the decorative choker you had worn tonight. In the darkness you head the clink of metal, and then feel a cool leather strap get wrapped around your neck and then a buckle fastening it at the back.
In your darkness you feel me move in front of you. You hear a click of some sort of fastener on what seems to be a metal ring on the front of your choker. You think you hear me turn on a light and then hear the sound of a light chain getting unrolled. You feel a gentle tugging from the chain attached to your choker.
"Walk this way," I say softly. The silence of the room makes your excited breathing all the more noticeable to you. You step forward a few steps.
"Stop here." My hands on your shoulders gently turn your body orientation. I reach around you and do something with your cuffs, and then you realize that I have removed the connecting chain between them, but the cuffs don't get removed.
I move quickly behind you and I begin to unzip the back of your dress.
You feel me stand very close behind you, my hot breath on your neck.
"Stand still." I say as my warm hands slowly guide the dress off your shoulders, then your back and down your stockinged legs. You feel a leather strap being wrapped and secured around your ankle. My hands glide to your other leg, and the other ankle cuff is attached.
My movements are so slow and methodical. Every time I touch you, your skin feels like it rises to m e e t me, wanting to be touched and stimulated. This slow movement, after what you've been feeling already tonight, is a tease. "Yes," you think to yourself, "I'm being teased... " Part of you expected to be thrown on the bed and fucked immediately. Some spankings, some dirty talk maybe. This is so much more... torturous!
Thoughts of wanting to move pop in your head. My hands slowly inch up your legs, glide over your ass and then onto your back. You feel me undo your clasp on your bra, and then I slowly, achingly slowly slide the straps off of your back, over your shoulders and down your arms.
You want to reach out and grab me. You want to stop the teasing and you want to be kissed and held with those hands. All this waiting... it's so cruel!
"Oh no..." you suddenly realize, you're being punished! All of this... slow down is a punishment for earlier in the bar. You decide it's time to rebel again.
You reach one hand slowly across your belly, gliding towards your pussy. The other hand reaches out and around where you think I am, trying to grab me and allure me with touching yourself. "That should do it... "
You suddenly feel the light sting of something striking across your ass! You squeal out of surprise and freeze in place. Another quick slap of something, this time with more sound goes across both cheeks. The heat of the strike is immediately felt.
"Stand... still." My voice is low and assertive, but not angry. "You need to take your punishment baby... you asked for it after all, didn't you?"
You smile and put your tongue between your lips, not sure what you want to say back.
Another slapping sound, followed by delicious stinging comes from the back of your thighs. You feel what you think to be a bundle of thin leather straps get slowly dragged over your ass, your back and over your shoulder. As you smell the leather as the scent reaches your nose, I walk around in front of you.
"When you disobey, you get the leather", I whisper to you.
You feel the straps drape over your breasts and excite your nipples as their rough edges glide across. You can smell the leather, you can feel the many little piece of strapping and each little edge leaves trail of excited sensation behind it.
"Now, I asked you a question. You asked me to punish you down in the bar when you sucked my cock in view of anyone who was watching, now didn't you?"
"You smile again, "Yes, yes I did..."
"Then you need to take your medicine..."
You feel the straps being held against you as they slide down your belly and across the top of your pussy.
"Spread your legs"
