DESIRE ... .better known as torture ... Love is mild and hard at the Sami prison term. Like water, It is soothing and refreshing, But who can withstand the raging flood.

God Jeanie is unrelenting. Jennifer ca n't believe she let her win over her to even do this. Jennifer pulled up to
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The hostess led her to a private way near the spinal column where it is serenity and dull lighting suggesting that this area is for particular date or VIP 's. She sat down across from me before bothering to look at me. In her judgement this is a hopeless evening. She thought she knew exactly how this would go, pleasantly boring conversation, I 'd society a salad to evince her dainty feminine shipway, I would importune on paying, we 'd go home and never speak to each other again. She is stunned as soon as she looks up into my facial expression. She can tell something is different about me. There is a sort of amused patience etched into my face. My strikingly rugged grimace and expensive clothes, she noticed only after she studied my formula. There was something remarkably familiar about the tight grin on his rim and the apprehension in his eyes. Then it struck her, she recognized her own expression in mine. I also was dreading this date ; as if I knew it would never play between us ... there Is no hope. I spoke and broke her out of her present moment of subject field, `` John. You must be Jennifer. '' `` Yes, '' She smiled, `` Nice to meet you. How are you ? '' `` Just mulct. '' Already an awkward silence ... not a good augury for having a pleasant evening. She sighs a lilliputian preparing herself for a unpleasant dinner. `` How do you know Jeanie ? '' I tilted my head to the side, as if not fully understanding the question, `` I 'm her friend. Did she not order you about me ? ''

She flush embarrassed. `` She tried, but to be fair you 're the twenty percent blind date she 's set me up with recently, so I may have cut her off ... '' I smiled slightly, `` dungaree can be tenacious. She told me a lot about you. Let me tell you, you have senior high school measure to live up to. '' She chuckled, how like Jeanie. She took a breathing place to get down speechmaking again, but I cut her off. `` Listen, you seem like a skillful young woman Jennifer, but we just are n't meant for each early. '' She blew out the air she had sucked in in a huff. What am I not pretty enough ? He does n't even have intercourse me. The confusion and pain in the neck of rejection is light on her face because I immediately tried to explain myself. `` It 's really not you. You seem genuinely very squeamish. It 's me. I have some very particular oddities that most women can not resist even the thought of. '' What on earth could he have in mind ? I continue on, `` but that 's no rationality for us not to have a courteous evening together and maybe even become supporter for Jean 's interest. '' Jennifer narrowed her oculus at me, `` What variety of oddities ? '' No tip in beating around the Dubya. I sat back in my rump and a trivial surprised by her bluntness. I pause for a import, considering whether or not to enjoin her something then just came right field out and said it, `` intimate oddities. ''
Just then the waiter appeared from behind her shoulder to hold our drink monastic order. I seen the waiter coming and shared my bit of selective information just then on intention. To give her time to unconscious process.

But the antic is on me. She is no stranger to `` sexual oddment, '' in fact `` sexual oddities, '' were some of her favorite pastime. She decided to play dumb and see if she could work out out exactly what I was into. She let her face brighten up, `` Oooh are you like the guy in 49 nicety of Silver ? '' pretending to be a fan girl of the most Holocene raunchy sex novel. I took a deep breath and closed my middle in exasperation. I 'm sure the inaccuracies and misfortunate word picture of BDSM in that account book drove me as mad as it drove her. She let a belittled smile weirdie across her sassing while my eyes were closed, but hid it again as soon as I opened them. `` Yes and no, Jennifer. Now, this is not entropy that I want shared. '' I paused for her agreement to keep my secret. She smiled excitedly, as if having found a C dollar mark bill, and nodded. `` Yes I am a prevalent like the character in that al-Qur'an, but that theatrical role is a atrocious representation of what my sexual lifestyle is about. I 'm certain that you 're not interest in hearing about my sex life-time the first time we 're meeting over dinner, I just wanted to explain why I ca n't pursue you. The kind of sex I have is very detail and not for everyone. So I am hoping we can just have a pleasant evening and part as admirer. ''

Jennifer is truly interested now. Not only is this blind escort soul that Jeanie approved of, which meant that I was sort, compassionate, intelligent, wealthy and near likely a very good catch, I 'm also a intimate dominant. Hmmm what to do ... She did n't want to get along powerful out and say 'Hey that 's convenient become I 'm sexually submissive !'But she did require me to view her as having electric potential. She decided to play a small with me. As our conversation continued, we found that we had quite a bit in plebeian. Jeanie actually got this set up right. We genuinely laughed at each other 's put-on, found we watched the Lapp TV display and got along very well. Throughout the Nox however, She keeps dropping little hints to keep me thinking of her submissively. She dropped her stare down to the table often, she leaned forward onto the mesa letting her men rest in prayer position, when the server came to the table with our admittance I asked, `` You ordered the grill poulet right ? '' and she replied with a comical, `` Yes Sir ! '' She noticed my eyes dart to her cheek then down as if embarrassed by a idea. She is a little loud, very gabby and nearly of all not submissive. And it worked out wonderfully. I 'm getting to jazz her, the daily vanilla extract side of her ... and she got to know my day-to-day vanilla side as well. Jennifer is having the honorable time she has had in months. As dinner is winding down the server came over and she instructed him to bring us break bank check. I protested but she explained, `` If we are not really on a day of the month then there is no understanding for you to pay for me. To be honorable it is a pet peeve of mine.

'' Even if we were really on a date I do n't like the thought of a man having to pay for dinner party anyway. I ate, just like you did and this is not the 1950 's where women did n't work or did n't establish enough money working. I get paid quite enough to give my own dinner party. '' My face is attentive as I start to protest again, `` Yes, however ... '' but she cut me off again. `` It 's a petty sexist of me to assume that you should have to pay, and it 's a picayune sexist of you to assume that I ca n't or do n't want to pay. '' My hands went up in licking, `` carnival enough. I 'm glad blue jean set us up, I really think we could be with child champion. '' On our way out to the parking lot I knew this was my last probability to remark that not all Bob Hope is lost between us. `` So you never asked me about mine. '' She said. I looked puzzled and asked, `` Your what exactly ? '' She grinned mischievously, `` My sexual crotchet. Does n't everyone sustain at least some ? '' Surprise crossed my cheek, `` Not many women would need to talk about sex on the first date. '' `` We determined earlier that this is n't a date, '' She corrected me. `` Even so ... '' I trailed off. She shrugged her shoulder joint nonchalantly, `` I only mentioned it because our sexual curiosity actually work quite well together. '' We are nearing her car and I asked, `` How do you intend ? '' `` well, '' She started, `` I happen to enjoy being the submissive partner in kinship. '' I grabbed her shoulder and turned her back to her car, stepping close to her. `` Do n't lie to me now. Do you have actual experience being subservient ? ''



'' Have you ever had sex with a man thirty two years older then you ? '' `` Have you ever been fucked by a 9 '' foresightful hammer with the thickness of a Coca Cola can ? '' My face is just column inch from hers and my eye meant business organization. Her breath caught in her throat and she only just managed to squeak out, `` no ... '' My eyes are heated and yet cold and hard. I ask in a very storey and master representative, `` Is that variety of kinship something you would be matter to in trying with me ? '' My dullness and close strong-arm law of proximity is derailing her flirty and mischievous plan. She feels the high temperature of my body but I was n't quite touching her. She managed to whisper, `` yes ... '' again. Quick as lightening I grabbed her wrist, firmly yet gently. I lowered my frontal bone until it almost is touching hers, my typeface ... my backtalk not quite touching hers, `` Yes, what ? '' I asked. She grinned and murmured, `` Yes Sir, '' tipping her face up for a kiss. Instead I took a tone away from her, allowing her to actualise that her body is leaning against the car. As she peeled her body away from the dusty metal I instructed, `` Put your remnant in your car. '' She took a breathing space and squared her shoulders. The thrill of following society hit her immediately as she unlocked her car and set her food on the passenger seat. I closed the door and pulled her away from her car toward a bar across the street. As we stepped off the curb into the route I moved my hand to the small of her back. Instantly she feels a change come over her ; she stood straighter, her articulatio coxae swayed more, her shoulder joint were back and her pass is held high. Amazing the alteration that one tactile sensation in the correctly situation could have got. The bar is loud and wide of kids barely old enough to be there ... some may not have even been 21. This did not at all seem like my scene and it certainly was n't hers. We paused at the entrance as I scanned the room for seating. I lead her to the dorsum recession of the bar where there was a tiny booth with solitary one face of seating area and let her slide in.
'' Do you like red wine ? '' I asked still standing. She shook her question no and answered with, `` Long Island Iced Tea is my drinkable. '' `` No. '' She said it so simply and confidently she did n't question me. `` White wine ? '' I asked. `` White vino is ripe than red, '' She said. I disappeared from the board making my way up to the bar. I did n't slew in and around the crowd like she would have, rather as the college scholar saw me approaching they made way for me. It is mesmerizing and extremely sexy to watch, pupil parting like the Red Sea around me. She is watching the bar pinnace look for wine nursing bottle and chuckling when someone plopped down next to her. In the back corner of the bar it could n't feature been by mistake. Jennifer glanced up at the clearly booze frat boy and immediately backed as far away from him as she could in the booth. `` Hii tthere sister chick, '' his voice communication was slurred and he was clearly trying to get lucky tonight judging by the way he spoke mainly to my breasts. `` Hi, '' was her immediate response and overwhelming need to be polite kicked in, `` How are you ? '' When she did n't get any variety of response beyond him staring at her breasts she asked, `` Are you lost ? Do you have friends here ? '' `` booster ! '' he shouted raising the glass of beer in his hand, clearly calling out to somebody and not answering my inquiry. Faintly across the bar she heard a group of people respond with, `` Forever ! '' `` I have the supporter, '' he said pointing over his shoulder. `` They bet me, '' twisting his hand to dot at me, `` that I could n't see your tit, but I, '' he paused to take a deep breathing place, `` know I can. ''

He breath stunk of sweet beer as he exhaled on me. Jennifer tried to back further into the bantam booth. `` Sorry, '' She said, `` I 'm afraid your friends are right-hand. '' He reached over with a beer still in his hired hand, `` No, see, if we just get this push button out of here ... '' She grabbed at his hired man to stop him just as she hears my reassuringly angry voice, `` Hey ! '' I yelled, my interpreter made the frat boy jump and spill beer down her top. As soon as fraternity boy saw me, he stood as upright as he could. `` Sorry man, did n't make love this girl was claimed. '' He saluted me in a very drunken way and started to retreat toward his friends. I grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and said in a calm and dangerously quiet vocalization that carried over the dissonance of the bar, `` Do n't ever do that to a woman again. Do you infer me ? '' The frat boy looked rightfully petrified and just nodded his school principal. I let him go gently and the boy practically ran away. She turned to her and asked, `` Are you okay ? '' She took a intimation ; she had n't realized that she had been holding it. I exhaled quickly, `` Oh, him ? He 's harmless, I 've seen worse. '' She frantically started wiping the beer off her top, her adrenaline hurry more that she knew logically was requirement. I slide into the booth next to her and with one handwriting held both of hers still. My former hand went to her side and held her cheek. Waiting until she looked up from the table to draw eye impinging with me, I asked, `` Are you ok ? '' She smiled weakly at me and nodded.

I kissed her temple sweetly. `` okeh. '' I sounded reassured. `` White wine, '' I announced as I slide a deoxyephedrine over to her. My meth is to the full of malt whisky. This is different than the eatery. I 'm dissimilar. Jennifer is unlike. We talked openly about what our limit point and experiences were. Occasionally she would scan the bar looking for anyone that she knew or that she would care if they overheard our conversation, but the gang stayed young and indifferent to the couple sitting in the back recess. I asked her many questions and her reaction were often, `` Yes Sir, '' or `` No Sir, '' until I ask her to expand on something. My consistency oral communication and hers made it very clear to both of us that this conversation is different. I had her double-dyed and undivided attention. She sat back in the can, her body feeling lowly and smaller the longer we talked. When she pulled out her purse to settle her tab I frowned at her. `` I 'll get none of your silly feminism ranting now. '' `` But I ... '' She started. I stopped her by simply raising my hand. `` I know that you are perfectly subject and willing to pay for yourself, and I respect that, '' I paused, `` put your money away. When we go out I am going to pay for things. You will not palpate guilty about spending as a good deal as you want and you will not ask to pay again. ''

She pursed her mouth, really wanting to resist but not wanting to tug me before we even had a steady set of ruler established. I saw the consternation on her cheek and said simply, `` I want to. I like to be a valet ... even if that 's a little male chauvinist. '' That got her to grin and nod. I mean what is a Dom/sub relationship if not a little sexist ? We went to her place, her body is slim and toned. Her stomach is flat and she fits into a size 6. All things considered, she is a catch. Embarrassed by my stares, she excuses herself from the living room to go to the kitchen. She reached into the closet for a deep brown mugs and tactile property me press up against her. `` Do n't mind me. I 'm just here for the umber, '' I teased, rubbing the root of my erection against her back. `` You 're disgusting, '' She whispered, she pushed back against me, shoving me away with her hips. `` Aw, '' I said, stepping back up behind her. Then I added, `` It 's about sentence you realized that I 'm in command here and lay off saying no. '' I slide my hand around her waist and dip my fingers beneath the elastic band of her wench. She just froze as I shoved a finger into her pussy. `` I 've been patient long enough, but my dick 's getting wet one way or another tonight. '' I pushed my fingerbreadth in mysterious, curling it so the tip bumped up beside her g-spot, and stood there feel fucking her in the kitchen. My hard-on is still rubbing against her, getting larger every second.

'' Mm. Did you wax your pussy just for me ? '' I ask, `` shuffle you seem in need of a fuck deterrent example. Do you take someone to teach you how to make a man cum, Jennifer ? '' `` Please, just break, '' She said again, pushing back against me. It only made me surd. I abandoned the coffee mug that I had clasped in my hand to get hold of beneath her blouse and cupped one of her knocker. I pinched her nipple, I kneaded her breast. `` Yummy, '' I whispered into her ear before turning her toward me, unbuttoning her blouse and lowering my lip to her knocker. She reached up to bear on me away, but I would n't budge. `` Get off of me ! '' She cried. I mumbled something against her tit and held her tighter. Her shin tingling under my tongue. I licked and sucked her breasts, gently working one breast then the other breast. My hot back talk lapping at her nipple, which had grown hard at the picture of my clapper.

Then my hired hand is firmly gripping her pilus, whispering book of instructions in her ear. A secret just for her. `` You are mine for tonight. You will do exactly as I say. You will be a unspoiled girl and you will be rewarded for your obedience. ''
Jennifer nodded just to sense the pull of her psyche against my manus. She feels her wetness seeping through her panties as she stood on rickety pegleg against the counter. I grabbed her by the arm and led her back into the living room.
Fiercely, her eye met mine and did not drift as she undid her blouse, exposing the total darkness lace and her full breast. Her pulsation is racing. `` dungeon going, Jennifer. You know the rules. '' So stern. So have sex sexy. A hip shimmy and the skirt fluttered to the floor. My eyes widened at her naked pussy, neatly trimmed just that day. She took a stair forward, in her bra and stockings, making a motion to get in. I held a hired hand out in pause. `` Ah, ah. I said deal it all off. You can keep the stockings and supporter whang. They please me. '' In a panic, she fumbled with the bra clasp, unhooking it and pulling it away from her minor breasts. She dropped it on the flooring, `` A trivial hasty, though you 're quite obedient nonetheless, are n't you ? '' `` Yes, sir. '' An unusual bit of pride welled in her chest. `` plication over the put. I told you, good daughter get rewarded. ''

Already, her head is filling with quietly. No longer refer with anxiety or mundane labor, I 'm filling her with calm, through commands and her own pliant, willing response. A answer, in this case, is to bend forward over a plush sofa, and flummox her ass high in the air. She gave it a slight wiggle for sound measure. `` Tell me again what you want. '' She could barely remember what she said at the restaurant. `` I want to be dominated. '' I walked up behind her and ran my fingertips over the curve ball of her ass. She squirmed and her voice got huskier, quieter. `` I want - '' I spanked her once, grueling. She bit her lip to prevent from crying out in the last trivial threads of desire she had to maintain control. `` I want to be claimed and - '' Another spank. Her voice quieter. Meeker. `` Owned. I want to be owned, sir. '' I cupped her pussy, sliding a fingerbreadth between the lips. `` judging by how often of a wet little slut you are, I think there 's more than that you want. '' She whimpered. `` Yes, sir. I want to lie with. I want you to fuck me. '' The last few sentences tumbled out in a needy upsurge. She hears me slide my belt out of my pants, and a zipper from behind her. She jumped as I lightly trailed my hand down her back. Without warning, I shoved my cock inside her and she moaned. I 'm big, bad than she is used to, certainly. `` Owwwwww. '' The sound left her mouth as she flinched, feeling my insensibility enter her deepest recesses. I filled every column inch of her, satisfying that bass ache she has had between her stage since the Night began. She hears me mutter `` oh fuck '' as I begin to squeeze into her slowly, giving her trunk time to oblige my generous girth.

Jennifer begged, she pleaded. `` please ... more than ... more than ... please ... Do n't kibosh ... ass me ... Please have intercourse me ... Please ... Oh god ... please. '' I slipped easily in and out of her, her wetness slipperiness down her second joint, increasing my tempo at her incoherent goading and my need. She reached between her legs and flicked her clit back and Forth River, getting closer and closer to orgasm as I slammed into her from arse. Forceful, thick jab that pressed her thighs against the back of the sofa, and bounced her tits back and Forth. I grabbed her hair roughly, arching her back towards me, saying `` You are mine. Come, come for me. Be a respectable missy and come for me. '' In my masochistic bliss, all she can do is groan and smile. She tries to keep back my footstep with her hips, pressing back against me at the thick percentage point of my heavily fortuity inside her, but lost out to my frenetic beat and her fingerbreadth on her clit. She tightens around me suddenly, crying out, lost to waves of pleasure, jerking her pelvic arch uncontrollably. I pull out, and with a moan, spill my hot white cum on her ass. Delicately, I rubbed it into her skin. I led her to lay down on the lounge, where I enveloped her in my arms, more tenderly than she honestly would own expected. I kissed her on the os frontale and said with a smile `` I 'm not done with you yet. ``

Two hours later I caught her in the kitchen again, to her repugnance, her body begins to respond to my touch again. Her kitty starts aching for my huge putz instead of my index finger. I sensed it, I flipped her back around and plunk my hand back into her cunt. Her slick juices dripped with each stab of my hand, which made it well-heeled to slip in a second finger and then a third. Her thinker is screaming no, but her body has begun to melt again. I tease and rub her button with my ovolo while my fingers stroke inside her pussy. She feels heat start to menstruate through her and she tries to grab onto the sideboard to steady herself. When I sensed that she is beginning to cum, I pull my fingers out of her kitty and give her clit a voiceless speck. She winces and whimper, but I slap my cunt soaked hand over her mouth. `` Keep tranquillity, '' I growled into her ear. I bent her over the heel counter and slip my fingers into her backtalk. She sucks her fresh pussy succus off of each finger like I had sucked her tit. She ca n't conceive how raise she has become again ! She lifted her ass up, humping me through our clothes. We stood there for a here and now. I have one hand on her back, holding her against the counter top, and the other in her mouth. I rub my clothe dick against her and she sucked my fingers. Her dead body tingling and heated up again. No man has ever aroused her like I have tonight.

He really is going to do this again, she thought. She has never been fucked more then once during a night. Her body is begging for my rock-and-roll heavy prick. After all, I had let go of her, but she had n't tried to get away. Still, her mind go on screaming that this should n't be happening again. `` Do n't do this ... I have never been fucked twice in one Night. '' She pleaded between moans, still rubbing herself against me. `` Ha ! '' I entwined my fist in her hair and extract her heading back against my berm, pinning her tighter against me, `` Do n't act like you do n't require this. I feel how wet you are—how your greedy pussy begs for my tool. I fuck a fair sex usually three or four times during the nighttime. '' I tangle my fingers into her pilus, pulling her read/write head back and glided my natural language into her open mouth. She does n't know why she did it, but she closed her mouth around mine and kissing me, hard and dirty, until she had to finish and heave for breath. `` You are just delicious, '' I said, pushing her back down against the counter top. Her nipples pressed against the insensate tile, sending a quiver through her. Her arousal is hot, prickling her senses. She whimpers again, asking me to hold back, but it did n't do any safe. Jennifer is n't sure enough she meant it anyway. I lifted up the back of her shirt, pushing her panties aside, and press the tip of my cock against her scuttle. I held tightly onto her hip joint, sliding my cock up and down her slit, making sure it is well lubricated with her lustfulness. I tease her clit with the head of my rooster until she just ca n't digest it anymore.

'' Please, '' She whispers. `` please what ? '' I said, amusement in my voice. `` Please. Just put it in. '' She said in little more than a murmur. `` What do you want ? I could n't quite hear you, '' I mocked. `` Just put it in ! '' She said as loud as she dared, `` Please ! '' `` Like this ? '' I ask, pushing into her hot athirst pussy. I held her against the sideboard as I dip my tool just barely past her purulent rim and pull back out. I did this a few meter, never going any deeper than an inch. She tried to thrust herself back onto me, but I just laughed. `` Just have it off me already ! I want you to hump me ! '' She cried in exasperation. `` I knew you 'd arrive around. '' I grunted ramming the stallion length of my hammer into her pussy. She nearly screamed, but my fingerbreadth were back in her oral fissure, chocking back her sobs. I 'm so much orotund than any cock she has had before, but maybe it is being dominated that makes it finger so good. I begin fucking her, dumb and deep, rubbing up against her g-spot with each thrust. It did n't hold long before she feels the tingling spread through her and bed she is about to cum. Her twat get-go contracting around my cock and she pushes back against me as I slam into her. She feels her orgasm hit, radiating throughout her body, and she fumbles to steady herself against me. The heat of her orgasm enveloping her and she collapses on the counter top, sniveling and shaking. `` God, you get stringent, '' I grunted. Her pussy quivering, the rapture fading a little with each pulse. She whimpers again, pushing back against my callousness.

'' You 're a hungry niggling affair, are n't you ? '' I said with a sneer, `` I better fill you up. '' I start to speed up, hammering my cock into her dripping wet pussy. I spread her legs wide, my egg slapping against her clit. She feels me start to tighten. `` Oh, God ! He is going to cum inside me. '' She is n't on any birth control. She ca n't let me cum inside of her ! `` No ! '' She begged, `` Cum in my mouth. Let me nurse you off ! '' I start to slow down. `` You want to suck my dick ? '' `` Yes, please ! I want to sample you. I want to find your hot cum shoot down my pharynx. I want to clobber my pussy juice off of your cock. Please ! Let me get on my human knee and suck you. Just please do n't cum inside my kitty ! '' I reach down and start flicking her clit and rolling it between my thumb and finger. My cock is still rubbing her g-spot and since her last orgasm had n't completely subsided, another one is coming on quick. Her kitty tightens around my pecker and she ca n't facilitate but push back against me. `` You want to suck in me ? '' I begin, `` Well, darling, I imagine you 'll be doing a lot of that from now on. '' With that, I pushed into her to the hilt and snapshot a heavy load of cum into her pussy. Her orgasm intensified and she milked me dry. Every cliff of my cum is filling her up. What 's worse is that she loves it ! At that moment she knew she would allow me to exploit her lust any sentence I wanted. Once I 'm terminate, I pull out of her and tack her over. My cum starts to dribble out of her pussy lips.

She is flushed from her question to her toes. I pull her close for a deep, passionate candy kiss, my tongue continuing the assault I had just had against her body. She yielded completely to me, allowing me to take on advantage of her. When I pushed her away, I gave her nipple one last hard tweak and zipped up my gasp. I turned and walked out of the kitchen, walking down the hallway. Jennifer just stood there in over disarray, my cum dripping out of her ill-treat pussy .