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An Evening Out

Post by likes2blocked » Sun Oct 03, 2010 12:08 am

I’ve always had a sexually submissive streak, and have fantasized for years about public D&S scenes, but have never been brave enough to go through with it. But with my cock locked up, when she says she wants to do something, I tend to go along.

We’d visited a place that has a regular play night a few weeks ago, and the dominatrix women present were really arousing. The thought of being cuffed to a cross and spanked was even more arousing. But the reality of most of the people there being far from attractive, and the idea of being vulnerable in front of a bunch of middle-aged kinksters was not appealing.

She started in on me a few weeks ago. “When we go back, I’m cuffing you to that cross.” Shiver. “And I might just pull your pants down.” Shiver, whimper, “No, not in front of all those people.”

A few days later, “I’ve thought about it, and you are getting cuffed to that cross, and I might just pull your pants down,” she says as she toys with my nipples in the morning, knowing I’m doing my best to get erect in my cage. “Would that make you hot?” In my aroused state, “YES, Oh, don’t stop, oh, that feels so GOOD.”

Every few days, this repeats, and now I’m starting to think she’s serious. Sometimes she says stuff like that just to mess with my head, but this looks like she’s really going to do it. I just have to ask, and next time she’s playing with me, making me hotter and hotter, “Are you really going to cuff me to that cross?” “Um hmm. And I’m going to pull your pants down, too. Everyone will see that you’re caged and MINE.”

Maybe she’s just doing this when she’s aroused. Surely she’s not going to expose me in front of a bunch of people. I then ask when we’re just driving around, nothing sexual going on, other than the constant reminder that I haven’t come in a long time, there’s plastic encasing my cock, and she has the key. “Yes, I am going to do that. You know that’s been a hot fantasy of yours, and it’s going to happen.”

When I get home from work the night of the play night, she’s done her hair, has put on makeup, and is dressing in an amazingly hot red corset, flowing skirt, and high, spike heels – I guess under the circumstances, these are “You’d really LIKE to fuck me pumps.” She then throws a sweater over the corset, looking gorgeous, and only I know that there’s a really hot corset that barely covers her nipples under there.

Dinner passes slowly, with less conversation than usual. I’m a little freaked – we’re really going to do this, and I’m worried about whether this is a fun fantasy or a fun reality. The two don’t always go together.

We get to the play party, and she ditches the sweater in the car, strutting across the parking lot in those amazing heels and exposing an eye-popping amount of cleavage. I’ll do anything when she’s looking like that, and she knows it.

At first, the cross is taken. Some guy who is obviously new at this is being instructed by a pretty dark haired domme on how to properly flog and spank his wife, who is cuffed to the cross. They play for quite a while, and I’m seriously getting the jitters. She’s really going to do this, and I’m not getting out of it.

When they finish, she takes me by the wrist, and says, “Your turn.” She unbuttons my shirt, pulls it out of my pants, and hangs it on a peg nearby. First my wrists are cuffed. These are really nicely made, very comfortable cuffs, and there’s no question as to whether I can get out of them unassisted. Next, my ankles, and I’m spread into an X.

Whew, maybe I’m not going to be exposed. She comes up behind me, toying with both of my nipples at once, eliciting a moan. Then her hands go lower. “Oh, no, she really IS going to do this.” She’s unbuckling my belt, opens the button on my jeans, down the zipper comes, and then my jeans are around my knees.

First, she picks up a paddle, and begins to warm my bottom, and I’m aware that not only is the dark haired domme watching, but there’s another one. She’s very young, probably in her 20’s, dressed outrageously with bright purple hair offset with black, a pierced lip, and overall very pretty in a youthful, counterculture sort of way. I’d overheard the dominatrix who owns the play area saying that she was her apprentice.

She then asks the dark haired domme if she’d like to help. Now I have two women, one on either side, each taking a nipple. Pinch, roll, “Oh!”, and WHACK! This continues for a while, with the two of them experimenting with different floggers and paddles.

Maybe she’s not going to pull my underwear down. I’m wishing she would – I’m so aroused. But then I’m thinking I don’t want to be exposed with my caged cock out there for everyone to see. Of course, she chooses that moment to pull them down – she wants to see my ass turning red, and she’d told me that she wanted everyone to see that I’m caged. To emphasize this, she reaches around, cupping my caged cock and loose balls, drawing attention.

After some caresses with a flogger, punctuated with some sharp whacks and some stinging spanks, I hear, “Would you like to play with him, too?” Now the cute young domme is up against me, pulling on a nipple, and I’m seeing stars. “You’re easy,” she says, with a little bit of a giggle in her voice. She then steps back, and shows that she’s very proficient with a number of implements.

I hear a brief conversation in the middle of all this – “Oh, you have him caged.” “Yes, he hasn’t come in a month.” There’s that hint of a giggle again – “So you ARE torturing him!” “No, he loves it, don’t you?” WHACK! “YES, YES!”

Pain and pleasure alternate, becoming a blur. All three women are taking turns, sometimes caressing, sometimes dealing sharp spanks. I don’t know how long this went on – I’m high on the whole thing, just existing in a very animal state, recoiling from an especially hard spank from a cane, but pushing back out for the next sensation.

She’s now asking if I’ve had enough. I could take more, but my butt is getting really, really, sensitive, and I don’t know what I want. I’m afraid to beg for more, for fear they’ll turn it up a notch. I mumble something, and she continues, just for a little while. Then she asks again, my head is spinning, and eventually she decides that I’ve had enough, opens the cuffs on my ankles and pulls my underwear up, then my pants, buttoning them, closing the zipper, and then the belt. Finally, my hands are free, she puts my shirt back on me, and buttons it. My head is spinning, and I’m not sure I can walk.

After I’ve had some time to rest, we’re back watching the dark haired domme expertly working on a man. The domme asks her if she’d like to join in, so she does. I watch my wife getting lessons from an expert. While I’m watching her transformation from an assertive, adventuresome woman into a novice domme, the cute young domme is walking through the room, and stops in front of me, looks straight into my eyes, and says “You’re not afraid at all, are you?”

I don’t know what will happen next…
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Re: An Evening Out

Post by Dev » Sun Oct 03, 2010 8:02 am

Nice. Thanks for posting. ;)

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Re: An Evening Out

Post by thumper » Sun Oct 03, 2010 8:30 am

Minor quibble: She should pull down his pants before his legs are strapped since it'd be impossible to do so in an X position.

Otherwise, very nice.
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Re: An Evening Out

Post by likes2blocked » Sun Oct 03, 2010 11:54 am

If the ankle cuffs were attached to chains, and the legs weren't out that far, then it could work. Also means that the person cuffed up can physically tolerate standing there longer, which could be good or bad, depending...
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