In the beginning. A short story. If it goes well I may do more.

We are to meet in a bar. I get there first. Feeling confident with butterflies. I walk straight in searching the place as I walk to the bar. I'm excited and heat rises because I know my short white flowing gypsy dress only just hides the fact I'm not wearing anything underneath, 2 inches shorter my naked ass would be exposed. I'm looking for you my Dom. I reach the bar. In need of Dutch courage order 2 pornstar martini and down the first sweet slimey cool drink in one.
Next thing I know large hands take hold of my shoulders from behind, then firmly sliding down to my elbows holding me locked in place.
A whisper comes from just above my right ear. “ You look nearly perfect.”
your breath rolling across the skin of my neck making my head automatically tilt, giving free access to my master. You whisper to me " Go to the toilet, and open your present. You are required to wear it and return to me."
Your left hand slowly releases it's hold on my elbow and strokes down my forearm to my hand. Electric signals awaken my clit and nipples simultaneously. You wrap my fingers around little box. Then with a swift kiss on my neck and a playful tap on my ass, I am sent away dizzy and blushing.
On the way to the toilet I start to panic a little, wondering what was in the small box. Knowing that if I wish to explore my fantasies I would have to obey your command, submit to your wish.
I worry it's a princess plug, as sir had implied he would gift me one.
In the toilets and I lock the door.
I open the box and I smile. A intricate dainty sliver nipple chain with small jewelled clips on the end. It's beautiful. I drop my slinky shoulder straps exposing my breasts. My nipples are already hard standing out and eager. I put on the first clip and was surprised at the sharp bite it had. My breath quickened and my mouth goes dry.
My phone buzzes "Sir is waiting".
My reaction to your impatience is to roll my eyes, then I grin knowing you can't see me.
I take in a deep breath attach the second clip, pull my dress straps up and make my way back to you.
Every step of the way I feel my the silky dress caressing my skin nipples getting harder as my steps jiggle my pert small tits causing the clamps to bite. By the time I get to you I know my hard buds are on full view through my dress. I find it hard to breath or concentrate. I can feel your eyes eating me up. I am unable to control my blush as I sit down and face you. You look like a predator who is going to pounce, but you remain seated.
I eat my food Sir has ordered for me automatically. Tasting intense flavours making my mouth water and spices the flush my skin.
The waiter arrives at the table with a bottle of wine and I realised at some point I've emptied my 2nd martini.
You stand towering, it's the first time I get to really look at you, your presence consuming me. Anticipation of what lies ahead for the night of your control makes me throb between my thighs. I squeez my legs together and blink to clear my head.
You take the wine from the waiter in a fluid motion saying "she prefers me to pour don't you baby" smirking at my annoyance at being called baby. Your other hand reaches my face and brushes my check with your thumb. Then you let you hand drop discretely but purposely brushing my nipple with your knuckles. I can't prevent a audible gasp escaping my lips as heated pleasure flows through me. The waiter leaves with a knowing smile.

You seem to know and understand that by the time we have finished our main course I can take no more. With silent pleading eyes I beg you to take me home. To my relief you pay the bill, take my hand and lead me out of the restaurant.

Outside the summer's evening air is cool, with a light breeze that chills my skin. My already swollen nipples throb with sharp aching sensations. I fold my arms across them to ease the delicious torment. You wrap your jacket around me engulfing me in warmth and the smell of your aftershave. The quick change in temperature, and you towering in front of me is intoxicating. I realise at that moment this was the point of no return. If I go home with you now my fantasies would become reality. If I dared. I look up and say " I'm ready Sir. "

We walk down the high street to the taxi rank and get in the car. You give your address and the taxi pulls away.
Instantly your caresses begin slow circles with your thumb on my arms neck and collar bone. I can't take no more teasing I'm too close to the edge. I don't want to lose control in the taxi so I reach out and rubbed the flat of my hand up and down your cock. Cupping it using my nails to apply pressure. Slowly going up and down I build up the speed and tighten my grip. You lean back, spread your legs and enjoy the attention.
The feel of your cock growing bigger and harder excites me causing me to heat and moisten the cold leather taxi seat.
You stop me pulling you closer to climax and I want to scream out in frustration.
You chuckle under your breath at me.
"Not yet Miss"
Finally arriving at your place you pay the driver.

As soon as I get in through the door you kiss me deep hard one hand behind my neck angling me to you, the other at the base of my spine pulling me in and allowing you full control.
You walk me back to pin me up against the wall, feeling the heat of your cock through our clothes. The stiffness gives me chills of excitement and I moan in pleasure. When you finally pull away from our kiss I gasp feeling breathless. I then notice you are also breathing heavily with need.
I smirk pleased. Look up in to your eyes before willingly dropping to my knees.

I kneel my hands awkwardly fumble towards your belt and zip. I receive a gentle slap to my hands as you say "You must asks Sir's permission first" my cheeks blush knowing what I must do. "Please sir can I suck your cock ?" Your smile is one of triumph.
You free your throbbing tool and direct to my mouth. I see a bead of pre cum and I lick my lips eager to taste you I lean forward tounge ready to lap it up. Like a cat to the cream. I savour and discover every inch of your beautiful cock with licks kisses and nibbles before taking it slowly in between my lips holding still at a couple of inches. I swirl the bottom of my tounge across your bell end. You grunt with pleasure and gab a fistful of my hair. Still allowing me to control the movements. I need no other permission.
I suck you hard drawing you all the way in. My one hand is resting against your thigh for balance the other replaces your hand around the base of your cock. I then pull back, bit by bit till I have just the end in. Again I swirl and lick stimulating the very tip and suck you back in. I start to pick a smooth fast rhythm using my lips tongue and hand to apply pressure as I go. I start pumping you with my hand as I suck deeper and harder I can feel you building closer and closer to your release. The thought excites me I can feels my pussy start to drip against my calves and my tortured nipples twinge. I start sucking with more determination and purpose. Your fist clenching in my hair as you finally release yourself in to my mouth. I swallow hungrily determined not to spill a drop.
Once I finish cleaning you with my mouth and tongue I pull back and look up. "Please Sir can I take off these nipple chains now"
You look at me as if in contemplation and say. "I will remove them for you soon, as you have been a good girl. But first I'm going to sit down and watch you take off that little dress. I want to see my gift on you."

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