And it Happens

 

o I walked next to her in silence.

The metal of the handcuffs that tied my hands felt cold.

My coat hung over my shoulders, you couldn't see the cuffs from the outside, because she had buttoned the coat at the front. On this cold November night it was not noticeable either.

We walked the way to her apartment in silence and I was irritated by this development.

Yes, we had long and detailed conversations in the chats, including phone calls. But I didn't expect that.

We got closer in a chat, we initially wrote about everything, including SM, of course.

Once during our chat, I made a comment like "I would like to talk to you for a night, but we will probably never see each other"

She answered me and somehow I promised her in the chat that when I get back from my trip, I will give her a whole night to talk, chat or whatever she wants.

It became a sure-fire success and after a short time many of our chats revolved around that night. We met in a cafe in their place. I was there too early despite the traffic.

I saw her as soon as she came in, even if the pictures I had of her were not that extremely clear.

I got up, went to meet her and we greeted each other like two old acquaintances who we were somehow, meanwhile.

It was a stimulating conversation with a slight tendency to flirt, which she was very good at. I looked into her eyes and she laughed a little, pulled back, only to then, as if by chance, brush my thigh with her hand or touch my pants and say "the leather feels nice".

The conversation increased in intensity and since she spoke very softly, I had to lean forward again and again to meet her in order to understand her well. She made excellent use of this little courtesy to touch me again and again, as if by chance.

I had to control myself not to hold her hand when she touched me. During the conversation I glanced at my watch once or twice to see what she noticed. "You gave me the whole night to talk, you don't need a watch today, come take it off and put it in your pocket, please"

I laughed, "yes you are very right, the old habits can never be hidden" and turned off my watch and put it in my pocket. It went back and forth for quite a while and I was now convinced that she was serious about "just talking one night".

But then she leaned over to me, looked at me and asked very quietly: "Do you have the ring on?" I was pearly, yes I had told her that I have a cock ring and that I sometimes wear it.

I replied, probably a little red in the face. "Yes mistress" She just smiles, no further questions or answers came.

After a short time in which she looked at me very intensely, she came close to my ear, I felt her breath and sucked in her perfume, she said “Maybe I will be your mistress that night too” “Yes mistress I will belong to them that night until the sun shines again in the morning ”“ But you understand that I don't let a strange man into my apartment so easily? ”“ Yes …………… .. ”

Was my somewhat astonished answer. "Then let's go now," she said and got up. I still paid, got her coat and helped her inside.

I was just about to put on my coat when she briefly remarked "You can do that outside too"

I went ahead held the door for her and followed with my coat in my arms. We took a few steps when I took my coat off.

"I'll help you to put it on" took my right hand in yours, as if it wanted to guide me, when I noticed the cold steel of the bondage, the bonds around my wrist were already closed. You turned me around you were already both arms fixed behind your back. She hung my coat around me and buttoned it at the front, not without blowing a quick kiss on my mouth. "I said, I'll help you in," she laughed, putting her arm around me and pushing me in the direction where she wanted to go.

Now I understood the precautionary measure, but I didn't actually expect it or take it seriously. In the meantime we had reached her.

She hadn't said anything the whole way and when I started to say something I only heard a soft "Shush be quiet"

We went in, she took my coat off me, took off hers too, and drigged me into her living room.

She sat down on a wide couch and I sat on the floor at her feet, I knew that from the chats, that she liked it a lot and I didn't want to stand there as a block.

She smiled at me as I struggled with my stiff bones and tied hands to get down without falling over.

As I sat in front of her, she took off her shoe and began to feel my body with her foot.

I moved a little closer so as not to miss any of their touches. We didn't say anything for a while because I think we were both too excited for anything useful to come of it.

All this time I felt your foot on me through the leather of the pants or the fabric of the shirt. Her foot wandered over my body, explored it, discovered it, explored it. As your foot slid up my thigh, it came to a stop right between my legs.

She felt the excitement and played with it. She smiled at me but said nothing ...... ..

Suddenly she got up and went out. Now I was sitting here alone on the floor with my excitement and had no idea what was going to happen.

I tried to make myself a little more comfortable and waited. A short time passed when I heard footsteps or the clicking of heels on the floor.

She came back in and also had a tray with drinks, tea, coffee and water. She set it down on the side table and I looked at her.

She wore a long, slightly shiny black skirt and a matching top that showed her breasts more than covered them and, as a contrast, had shiny red boots. Her long hair was now loose and fell over her face and shoulders. I really liked what I saw.

Somehow it flashed through my head and I thought black boots would look very nice too.

She leaned over and opened my handcuffs. "So that you can have a drink too" was the first thing that said since we got here.

I sat on the floor sipping my water and caressed your foot and your shoe with one hand, lost in thought. "Now I want to see your ring," she said with a laugh in her voice.

I got up and wanted to open my pants to show her the ring. "No, I want to see you naked only with the ring"

I stood there indecisively for a second and then only said "Yes, mistress" When I had undressed and was now standing naked in front of her, she just saw me for a long time, told me to turn slowly to look at me.

I could no longer hide my excitement. She got up, came over to me and I felt her hands touching me everywhere, exploring me and shivers of excitement ran through me with every touch.

She took a few steps back, but since she was standing behind my back I couldn't see what she was doing. "This will go wonderfully with your ring," she said and put a collar around me and locked it.

The collar had a chain on the front and she took it in her hand and pulled me back to the couch.

I kneeled down in front of her, thighs spread and hands on my back, looking at her feet. "Look at me, I want to see your eyes, always --- I want to see what you think, what you feel, I want to see your pain as well as your pleasure, your fear as well as your devotion."

She pulled me very close to her by the chain. Put the chain down and your fingernails began to play on my nipples. First tender, then more and more demanding, harder, harder, then again tender and light.

I put my head back further and saw in your eyes that this game aroused you too. Without letting go of my nipples, she bent her head forward and I felt your lips against my mouth. At first lightly, then more, her tongue wanted entry into my mouth and I was only too happy to open it and let her in. She played with her tongue in my mouth - it was nice to feel her so close in me.

She pulled back a little and let your saliva run into my mouth. I enjoyed her taste in me until it diluted so much that I no longer noticed it.

I enjoyed it, it was inside me. She let go of me went away and got something. She pulled me on my knees closer to the couch.

I saw that she had a knee pillory and she began to lock me in. The metal shackles closed around my legs, around my hands and finally around my neck. I was tied up defenselessly and completely at the mercy of her, I enjoyed this feeling of belonging to her, being at her mercy ..........

She got up and walked slowly around me and I felt your hands on me again. For a long time I just felt your touch, closed my eyes and enjoyed them.

I felt how she penetrated my anus, how her fingers felt for me, searching their way into me. She played with me for a while, when her fingers withdrew again, which I acknowledged with a slight sigh of disappointment.

I felt something cold on my anus and a thick object penetrated me. I relaxed as best I could and expected what was coming.

I felt one final thickening and then the plug was inside and filling me up. She stopped behind me, the feeling of being stuffed at the back was nice, very nice. I screamed --- so surprisingly came the blow of your whip. "Psst that didn't hurt" and stroked my bottom. She slowly began to whip me, always pausing small pauses in between where she stroked me, only to keep going all the harder.

I gave up my resistance to the pain and let myself fall into the blows because I felt your desire to do it. When it stopped, I felt the heat from the clubs flood through me, how this heat turned into a feeling of happiness.