1. S's Story


    Date: 1/12/2017, Categories: BDSM, Author: gushkinbanda, Rating: 3, Source: LushStories

    second, she realized he was waiting for a response. "I do, Sir." Three short words had never taken so much effort to speak without her voice quaking. "Thank you, little one." The smile was obvious in his voice. She saw him begin to remove his jacket as he moved to the table. He folded it neatly and laid it to one side. He walked back to her and stood, once again, directly in front of her, much more closely this time. She saw that he had rolled up one sleeve and was now rolling up the other, and noticed an attractive but not flashy gold watch on his left wrist. She could now see his clothing more closely: the flat front wool slacks with a black leather belt and simple gold buckle, a deep blue shirt, and a gold patterned tie. Her reverie was broken when she felt his fingers under her chin. He lifted her face to look into her eyes. As their eyes met, hers opened widely. The corners of his mouth turned up just enough to slightly soften his stern face. His thumb traced the line of her jaw and the curve of her lips as he held her gaze, seeming to search her eyes for something. She felt like every one of her emotions and thoughts were bare to him there. After a few moments, he spoke. "Are you ready to begin, little one?" "Yes, Sir," she answered immediately. “You have told me, little one. Now show me.” He walked to the corner of the room and stood there, facing her not quite casually. She could see the top of his short boot on one leg as it crossed the other and rested, toe down, ...
    on the carpet. She knew that he was waiting for her to decide on her "outward display of her acquiescence to his will." It didn’t take a moment for her to know precisely what that meant for her. Still seated, she looked down and removed her shoes, setting them next to the chair, absolutely in line with each other and the placement of the chair. She then unbuttoned her blouse and removed it as she stood. She folded it neatly as she carried it to the corner. She unzipped her skirt and placed it just as carefully under the blouse. As she removed her bra and panties, she remembered how much he loved the garter belt and stockings and considered for a moment leaving them on but decided that complete nudity would be a better display of her submission. She walked the few steps back to the chair and, never having looked up once, knelt before it, facing it, knees apart, clasping her hands behind her head, rather than behind her back, because she felt it was a more flattering pose for her breasts. She could almost feel his intense gaze upon every inch of her exposed body as he walked once around her then seated himself in the chair. "Thank you, little one, for the gift of your service. I am very aware of its rarity and value and will treat it with the respect and significance which it deserves." She could not help but smile but kept her gaze down. "I am going to spank you now, little one. Not as a punishment, for you certainly have done nothing wrong. And not as a show of my control over ...
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