1. Perchance to Dom Ch. 2


    Date: 9/4/2017, Categories: Fiction, BDSM, Spanking, Author: DiscipleN, Rating: 82.6, Source: sexstories.com

    something resembling pleasant. "Nasty stuff." "Indian? I know a nice place-" She tossed her keys at me. "You drive." I only had a temporary, but I didn't tell her that. For a mechanic, Gina's car was a temperamental bitch. I refused to swear at it after grinding the gears for the third time. She painted her nails casually, as if we were on a flying carpet. She finished the last one as I pulled into the parking lot. I opened the car door for Gina to step out. I opened the restaurant door for her to step in. "Table for two?" The man greeting us smiled without obvious judgement. What was obvious, to a blind man, I was not this woman's kin. I let him hold a chair for her. I waited for her to sit before I sank into my courtroom stand. Gina didn't even peek at the menu. "I want to hear the full story." I didn't tell her the full story. I left out my parent's brief involvement. "Huh." She seemed a little shaken. She picked up the menu with one hand and sipped her glass of water with the other. "Sherry," she told a passing waiter. I ordered a mint lassi. She quieted until our table's waiter returned with our drinks and took our order. I started feeling more comfortable. "You calculating son of a shit mucker." Her eyes trained on me. "Dating may be a testing ground, but you must be some kind of robot to have treated her like that." "She gave me permission." "She didn't know what you were talking about. Hell, I don't know what you are. I've heard some things." She paused, checked ...
    her purse for the third time, and finished, "But never the likes from a high schooler." "I'm an adult." "Hell. My fifteen year old niece is an adult. You're some kind of artificial intelligence." "That joke's getting old." It was one of my pat responses, at school." Gina stiffened, gave me a stern look of disapproval. It was exactly what I needed, but I did wish I hadn't said, 'old'. I saw her as a vibrant, living creature. I had to apologize and take charge at the same time. "I blame myself, my parents, and a culture exploring sexuality so fast, nobody can keep up." She took half her sherry in one drink. "What do you know about sex? You didn't even fuck your girlfriend who now asks me, 'why.'" "I told you why." "Sounded like you were scared." "Nope. I'm not at all afraid." I stood up, took out all the cash in my wallet and placed it on the table. I went to her chair and offered to pull it for her. Gina looked up at me, curious. She stood up and let me lead her back to her car. "Where do you live?" I asked. "She told me the address. I punched it into my phone. It gave directions. Then I ordered Chinese food." Gina's car had access to the apartment's underground garage. I opened her door. So she could step out. I stopped my hands' trembling, reached around her back, and urged her close. Man, her lips were like Cheryl's breasts. She put her hand on my groin and felt my erection, measuring it. "Here." Gina breathed hot. She hiked up her tube skirt to her waist. She wore sensible ...