Moving to the sleek designer couch in her living room, Tina sprawls across it and flicks on the TV, to create some background noise while she thinks. Here she is, again, at the end of a night out, feeling frustrated and unfulfilled. Eric's come is still seeping out of her cunt, from the their passionate coupling in the dark corner of the nightclub's parking lot. Yet, here she is, ready to climb the walls again.
"Could Simone be right?" she muses. "Is the real reason why all of my relationships end badly because I am always sending conflicting signals to the men I meet?"
Simone had laid out her views on Tina's love life in pretty clear and unambiguous terms at lunch yesterday.
"Tina," she had said, "You are an incredibly sexy woman with a libido that is off the charts. You think with your cunt. Your hormones rule your mind, and you are the horniest, randiest girl I've ever known. You make even me blush, sometimes. And that is damn, fucking hard to do!"
They had both laughed at that. Simone had then zeroed in on her diagnosis of Tina's real problem.
"You are always pushing the envelope with the men you meet," she had said. "You like things wild and uninhibited and you don't have the slightest clue how to spell 'propriety,' 'decency,' or 'decorum.' But you drive men absolutely fucking nuts - and I don't mean getting them hot and hard and wanting to bang you every chance they get. They want that anyway. No, what I really mean is that you are so aggressive sexually, that you make the men back off, so you can be in charge. The men you go out with end up letting you set the tempo, letting you script the action, and letting you decide when, where, and how to fuck. Hell, they don't mind. You are a wet-dream piece of ass for them. And frankly, you intimidate the hell out of a lot of them. Most men think with their dicks the same way that you think through your clit. They feel so incredibly lucky to be screwing such a hot little number like you, they don't mind letting you make all of the moves."
And that, of course, was the problem, at least according to Simone. While Tina was a radiating beacon for sex, and she aggressively seduced every man she felt attracted to; she also wanted to be swept away by bold, aggressive, imaginative and no-holds-barred passion - something that most of the men she went out with found difficult to summon up in the face of Tina's image as sexual tigress.
Tina gets up and wanders around her condo, a bundle of restless energy. She stops and stares at her reflection in the mirror.
"Can I really find the man who is my sexual equal, someone who can meet me, thrust for thrust, and not tear both of us apart in the process?"
She folds her arms under her breasts, and takes stock of the 'tigress' in the mirror. Five feet-six; still a tight, hard 120 pounds at age 42, the result of being blessed with great genes and all the she still devotes to keeping herself in shape. Blonde, wavy hair cascading over her shoulders. Great, to-die-for tits, the kind that men drool over - 34C, high and firm, with perky, pink nipples.
Tina grins at her reflection. Large, soft blue eyes and that killer smile. The kind of smile that melts men's' hearts, the kind that subconsciously translates in a man's mind to the image of the ideal female mouth - the kind that is engineered for the sole purpose of sucking cock, the kind that Darwinian genetics and the process of natural selection has favored for eons
The woman in the mirror sticks her tongue out at Tina and makes a face. "And fuck you, too!" Tina chuckles to her image, as she heads for her bedroom, to spend a few hours dreaming of wild, wet, kinetic sex and of her ideal dream-lover before she has to punch the alarm the next morning and schlep downtown to work again.
Tina parodies Simone's words as she strips for bed. "Good afternoon,
When she is ready for bed, Tina notices the light flashing on her answering machine. When she punches the button, she hears Simone's voice.
"Hi, Tina, when you hear what I have lined up for you, you are going to worship my Gucci-clad feet. I have the absolute, best, most perfect man for you! He is someone I've known for a lot of years. I have told him about you, and he - he wants to meet you. I think he could be exactly what you are looking for."
The way that Simone had said 'he wants to meet you' seemed odd. It sounded more like he wanted to interview Tina, instead of going out to dinner and then spending the rest of the evening fucking like rabbits.
The rest of Simone's message was even more surreal.
"Now, Tina, don't get all freaked out by what comes next. He has some very specific plans for tomorrow night. Did I say that you are going out with him tomorrow night? Now, here's the deal. He wants you bathed and perfumed, and all ready to go at 8 pm. But, now here is the really cool part."
Tina could tell that Simone was getting a wicked, vicarious kick out of making the arrangements for this 'date,' or 'interview,' or 'performance' or whatever this was about.
"Tina, he wants you to shave your pussy and be waiting, completely nude, at 8 pm. Now, I know you have that little landing-strip patch of blonde fur above your pussy, so it won't be more than a few swipes with the razor to take care of that. Now, isn't this so wicked-hot? He wants you bare-ass naked, waiting for him. Can you believe it? You said you wanted a man who was creative and uninhibited, right? This guy is what you want - in spades! Now, don't get all wobbly-legged on me. Do not wimp out on me, after I got this all set up for you! I promise you, you will have an incredible time tomorrow."
Simone had continued on for a few more sentences, as she strove to convince Tina to go out with -with who? She could tell that Simone had almost said his name a couple of times, but had caught herself. Shit, she was supposed to shave her cunt, wait for who-knows-who, bare-ass naked, and go out who-knows-where. If nothing else, this guy has balls. Hmm, does he have a cock to match those balls?
All night long, Tina's dreams are of the shadowy stranger who has invaded her mind, teasing her with the promise, and the potential danger, of what she had been challenged to do to prepare to meet him the next night.
In the morning, Tina is still see-sawing back and forth; uncertain whether she would meet the man Simone wants her to go out with. She tries to call Simon, but only gets her answering machine. Not sure what she would say, or ask, Tina hangs up without leaving a message.
All day long, Tina's mind is awhirl with the dangers and the delicious wickedness of what this man had conceived of for their first meeting. She swings back and forth every few minutes, deciding over and over again to do the opposite of what she had decided only moments before.
All day long, she tries to reach Simone, unsuccessfully. Simone is clearly ducking her calls. Or is it 'him,' the mystery man who has taken Simone out of reach? Is he trying to force Tina to decide, to commit to meeting him, without any further assurances from Simone?
When Tina returns home that afternoon, she is still undecided. Does she dare take the risk?
Scene 2 - Preparation and Anticipation
By the time 5 pm arrives, Tina has made her commitment. She will do it. The uncertainty is gone. She is ready, even eager, to meet this man. Tina is replaying the instructions she had received from Simone, in her mind, as she begins to strip, to prepare herself.
All Simone had told Tina was to prepare her body for a night of carnal lust, and be ready by 8 p.m., with her pussy shaved, with every last hair removed and her cunt turned into a naked advertisement for sex.
Oh, and then the hard part. Tina must remain completely nude, and NOT get dressed, even though she was going "out" for the evening. Tina's curiosity and imagination are running wild, as she completes her preparations.
By 7:30, Tina has already bathed, brushed her long silky hair, put a new coat of lacquer on her nails, and most important of all, has just completed shaving every last wisp of hair from her pussy. Never having done that before, it had proved to be a sinfully thrilling experience all by itself.
She stands in front of the full-length mirror in her bedroom, admiring her lithe, dancer's body, and her newly exposed, hairless pussy. She fingers her naked slit, watching her fingers spread and play with the soft, smooth petals of her now girlish looking lips.
Tina's nipples are already erect, from the cool breeze wafting in from the window, and the growing sense of anticipation that is already causing her cunt to become moist as she turns around, bends over, and admires her ass and her naked slit from behind, in the mirror. It is an intoxicating sight.
At this moment, the doorbell rings. Tina races to the door, quickly tying the belt of her silk kimono around her, as she opens the door.
Instead of Tina's escort for the evening, a delivery boy stands there, his mouth agape at the tantalizing vision that Tina presents to his reddening face. He hands her a package, and asks her to sign for it. As Tina signs the slip of paper, her kimono falls open, revealing her exquisite 34C tits to his fixated eyes.
As Tina scribbles her name, she sees the prominent bulge straining to burst forth from his trousers. Acting on impulse; instead of tipping him with money, Tina reaches down and gently strokes his cock and squeezes it through his pants. While she is fondling his erection, Tina rubs her naked tits against his chest, her erect nipples raking across the soft fabric of his shirt. She caresses the back of his head with her other hand, and plants a soft, wet long kiss on his cheek. He stammers his thanks and stands there, watching; as Tina turns, and slowly, seductively walks back through her door.
As a final tease when she is safely inside her apartment, Tina spreads her legs and stands with her feet wide apart, slowly bends over, raises the back of her kimono, and flashes her naked cunt; framed by her firm, tight ass; at the young man. She takes one hand and playfully slides it between her legs, spreading her cunt lips to reveal her wet, pink flesh for his viewing pleasure. He stands, transfixed, until the door is completely closed.
Tina takes the box into her bedroom. It's weight feels heavy, and potent with mystery, as she carries it in her arms. She is both eager, and a little bit afraid of what she might find inside the carefully wrapped package. She lays the box on her bed, and contemplates it for several minutes before she has the courage to open it. She unwraps the package, peeling back the layers of paper, as her pulse quickens and her mind races. Inside the box, beneath the crisp folds of tissue paper, is a complete set of clothes; with a note telling her to put them on, and to be ready by 8:30. She lays each item out on the bed. She then begins to dress.
First, Tina slips the tiny, sheer thong over her naked pussy and snugs it up around her hips. She can see her cunt lips clearly through the sheer, black fabric. The jeweled accents at the top of the tiny patch of fabric sparkle. The indecently small triangle barely covers her labia. It is obvious that the only way this could be worn is with a completely shaved cunt. Tina smiles, knowing now why she had been instructed to be completely, totally, ultimately naked.
Next, she puts on the bra. It is equally outrageous, matching the thong. It is a shelf bra, made of the same sheer fabric. As Tina lifts the cups up under her breasts, with their now-fully erect nipples, she sees that it is a mere ¼ cup. The bra fits perfectly under her tits, leaving the nipples completely uncovered above the shallow crescent moon shaped cups. She snaps the center clasp together, where the jewelry accents that match the thong sparkle and flash in the light.
Tina stands in front of the mirror, admiring how her tits are lifted up, and out, in such a lewd, promiscuous display. She knows that it will be completely impossible to be modest or refined in this outfit.
Next comes the matching garter belt, and the smoky black stockings, to cover her long, shapely legs. The shoes are a pair of black patent stilettos, with 4-inch heels. Of course, they fit perfectly.
Next comes the skirt. It is made of glossy, supple, black leather. As she steps into it and brings it up to her waist, the hem keeps rising until it stops a mere inch below the garters on her stockings. It barely hides the bottom of her ass and the tops of her thighs. As she raises the tight, extremely snug zipper up over her hip, she takes note of the front slit in the skirt. With the slit, the wispy thong is just barely hidden when she is standing. Tina practices sitting in the skirt, and see that her naked thighs and her barely covered pussy will be clearly visible to anyone who looks, unless she is sitting perfectly still, with her legs close together.
Tina notices that there is no blouse. There is only a matching leather jacket, with only two buttons on the front, down near her navel.
After putting on the jacket, and fastening the buttons, Tina again admires herself in the mirror. The tiny bra, and the swell of her breasts above the demi-cups are prominently displayed in the deep vee of flesh that is left exposed between the sleek black lapels of the jacket. Her nipples are barely hidden behind the shiny black leather.
As Tina experiments with walking, sitting, and moving in the outfit; her excitement builds, knowing that she will look and feel more naked and exposed wearing this than if she had been nude. Tina is, indeed, a walking advertisement for sex; a truly elegantly and sinfully wrapped body, ready to be wined, dined, and fucked.
Lastly, Tina applies the also-provided perfume to all of the important places. Her neck, between her breasts, her ankles, deep in the crack of her ass beneath her skirt, and at the top of her thighs, next to the already very wet wisp of thong that is already slipping up between her wet, spreading, slippery smooth cunt lips.
Tina is ready. It is precisely 8:30.
And the doorbell rings…..
Scene 3 - In the Limousine
At precisely 8:30, the doorbell rings. Tina takes one last look at herself in the mirror in the front hall, taking in the full, lasciviously indecent effect of the suit. She adjusts the bra cups to get a little more lift for her breasts; and makes the obligatory, unnecessary adjustments to her makeup and hair.
The doorbell rings again. With some trepidation, Tina opens the door, prepared to meet the mystery man who has arranged such an erotically charged start to the evening. Instead, a liveried chauffeur stands outside her door. He says nothing for a moment, looking her over minutely, from head to toe. It is clear that he is inspecting her attire, inventorying everything, and mentally checking it off on the list in his head.
Tina stands there, silently, slightly unnerved by the chauffeur's silence and his direct, focused review of her body and her attire. While she has been mentally undressed by men all of her life, she has never experienced being so completely and thoroughly stripped naked by a man's eyes, like this, before.
Finally, the chauffeur speaks, saying only,
"Your limousine is waiting, Miss Tina. Please come with me."
As Tina turns to lock her door, the man steps forward and takes her keys after she has turned the deadbolt. "I will take these now" is all he says. Tina silently hands him the key ring, as she surrenders the first bit of control over the evening's events. She suspects it will not be the last time she will be challenged to do so tonight.
The chauffer silently motions for her to lead the way to the main entrance, where a long, black limo is parked on the condo's circular drive.
Tina begins the walk through the foyer of the condo building. The driver follows her. Tina knows, with complete certainty, that his eyes are lasered in on her ass, and on the hem of the tight leather skirt. With the shortness of the jacket, she knows that she is putting on quite a show. She walks slowly, deliberately; savoring the feeling of each step in the dangerously high stiletto heels, and the effect it is having on the chauffeur.
Tina decides to test the limits of the evening's plan a bit. First, she will tease the driver, to gauge his reaction. She stops midway through the foyer to bend over and make an unnecessary adjustment to the garter on one of her stockings. As she slowly bends down, she turns halfway around, to give the chauffeur a sideways view. As her jacket gapes open, she gives him a clear view of her bra and her exposed tits and her hard, erect nipples; projecting up and spilling out over the top of the miniscule cups. She then slowly turns back towards the door, smoothes the skirt over her ass with both of her hands, and begins to pace slowly again towards the awaiting limousine.
When she arrives at the car, Tina stands next to the rear door, and waits. The driver comes up close behind her and, reaches around her to open the door. His other hand brushes against her ass as he swings the door open. Tina shivers at his touch. She feels her already slippery-wet cunt get even wetter.
As Tina prepares to enter the rear seat of the car, she turns towards the driver, sits slowly down on the seat with her legs spread apart. She gives him a long look at her naked thighs, above the stockings; and of the small, dark triangle of fabric that is nestled between her cunt lips.
She meets the driver's gaze with her eyes; as she slowly raises her legs, and swings them, slowly and deliberately, into the car. As she lifts her legs, she pauses for a moment with her legs in the air, with her knees mere inches from the driver's legs. As she parts her legs as wide as the skirt permits, she shifts her eyes from the chauffeur's face to his crotch for a moment, and then back to his eyes. His painfully erect penis looks like it is ready to burst through his pants.
Tina moistens her lips, and smiles at the driver. She then completes her entry into the seat, rotating her ass on the deep leather cushion with her legs still in the air and spread slightly apart, as she places her feet on the floor.
As she sits back in the car, she notices that she is completely alone in the rear seat. She had expected to see her date for the evening.
The driver enters the back seat of the car, and kneels on the floor directly in front of Tina's legs. He takes another long look up her thighs, to her waist, upwards to the bare expanse of flesh above her belly, where one nipple is impudently peeking out from behind it's jacket lapel, and to her face, where she again meets his gaze directly, as she teasingly moistens her lips with her tongue. Tina is playing the role of the sinful, salacious slut, and she is loving every second.
The chauffer then reaches into a bag on the floor of the car, and withdraws a bottle of champagne and a single long-stemmed flute.
He expertly opens the bottle, and pours the wine into the glass. As he pauses for a moment to let the bubbles subside so he can finish filling the glass, Tina lifts her right leg and teasingly rubs the top of her foot against the driver's inner thigh, his balls, and his cock. Without faltering or spilling, he silently and impassively hands her the glass, and places the bottle in an ice bucket that is also on the floor.
He then exits from the rear seat, closes the door, and gets into the driver's seat. He starts the car, and pulls away from the condo. He says nothing about where they were going, or how long it would take to get there.
Tina sees that the rear view mirror in the car is adjusted so that the driver has a clear view of her, centered in the deep cushions of the rear seat. His gaze shifts from the road to Tina, and back again, every few seconds.
Tina decides to focus on the champagne, rather on trying to keep track of their route. She slowly sips the wine, and relaxes back into the seat. She closes her eyes and tries to imagine what would come next. This was already the most mind-blowing, sensual experience she has ever had, and nobody had so much as touched her yet, aside from the driver's momentary fondling of her ass. As she drinks the wine, her right hand first goes to her left breast, gently tracing a circular path around the areola; and then massaging the nipple with her thumb and forefinger.
She then slowly moves her hand down her belly, across the taut expanse of leather at the top of her skirt, and then into the exposed vee of flesh exposed by the long slit in the front of the skirt. She adjusts the thong, slipping her index finger under the fabric and then begins to slowly massage her clit, occasionally running her finger down between her lips and into her extremely wet pussy. The naked, freshly shaved flesh of her labia feels slick and smooth to her touch.
All the time, she knows the driver is watching her intently.
After driving for 15 minutes through the maze of city streets, the driver turns to her and speaks, as they wait at a red light.
"Miss Tina, you are to take the box out of the bag on the floor, take out its' contents, and complete your outfit." At his words, Tina opens her eyes. She withdraws her finger from her cunt, dips it into the champagne, and then slowly inserts it into her mouth. She slowly licks and sucks the delicious combination of premium grape juice and premium cunt juice off her finger. The driver is watching her intently, and impatiently.
Tina then acknowledges the driver's directive with a smile, and reaches for the bag.
Inside the bag is a small box. She opens it. Inside is an array of jewelry. She first removes a diamond ankle bracelet, and fastens it around her left ankle. Next comes a pair of matching bracelets for her wrists. Finally, there is a long necklace.
As she unfolds the necklace, Tina sees that it consists of one long jeweled strand that would hang down halfway between her throat and her breasts. At the center of the necklace, there is a small, jeweled ornament. From the ornament, two other lengths of silver chain are attached. At the end of each piece of chain is another, smaller ornament, with a small clip backing. It is obvious what they are for.
Tina opens the buttons on the jacket to fully expose her magnificent, full, round breasts. She sits up and straightens her shoulders as she affixes a jeweled clip to each nipple. The connecting chains dip in shallow arcs from the ornament centered just above her upthrust tits, to her nipples. The ornaments hang down, just below her nipples, under the fingers of the clips. As she moves, Tina can feel the ornaments brushing against the underswell of her breasts as they sway back and forth, above the supporting bra cups.
She then sits back in the seat and closed her eyes again, savoring the new sensation of the clips tightly squeezing her erect nipples. Her mind is filled with wild, indecent, wicked thoughts.
In another 10 minutes, the car pulls to the curb in front of a small elegant restaurant that Tina has never been to before.
The driver steps around the car, and opens the door to the rear seat. As Tina gets out of the car, the driver takes her hand to help her to her feet. She shows him another flash of thigh and pussy, as she alights. As she stands, Tina puts her left hand around the driver's neck. She takes his cock into her right hand, through his pants, and fondles it gently, but firmly; as she gives him a slow, wet kiss on his cheek as his reward.
Tina stands on the sidewalk, and again adjusts her stockings, smoothes her skirt over her ass, re-checks her new jewelry, snugs the bra up under her tits to get the maximum lift and projection, and then adjusts the lapels of the jacket so that her nipples are again barely hidden by the jacket.
She is more turned on than she had ever been in her life. She is mentally and physically lubricated and primed for whatever will come next.
Again, she is ready for the next step.
Scene 4 - Making an Entrance
Tina on the sidewalk in front of the restaurant, she tries to see inside. The dining area viewable through the front window is filled with elegantly dressed diners. The men are mostly in fashionable club attire; and the women in an eclectic mix of sexy, low-cut and revealing dresses. This is evidently a very "in" place.
As she watches through the window, Tina hears the car door to the limo close. The driver has gotten back inside, and is pulling away from the curb. He hadn't said another word to her. Tina wonders now whether teasing the chauffer in the car had been such a good idea.
Tina is standing alone, outside the restaurant, without the keys to her condo, wearing an outfit that shouts, "Fuck me right now, please". She has already caught the attention of a number of the diners, as she stands there, immobile. Each pair of eyes is undressing her, both men and women. Momentarily, she panics, wondering what in the world she has gotten herself into. Tina tries to focus on Simone, and on the strength of their friendship. Surely, Simone would not betray her so blatantly, so coldly. Could she?
Tina takes a long, deep breath. Regaining her composure, she decides to make the most of her entrance. Her natural randiness and exhibitionist streak take over. She strides slowly, purposefully, and seductively, into the restaurant. She begins to cross the bar area to the maitre'd standing at his podium at the entrance to the dining area. She walks with her shoulders pulled back and her tits thrust out as far in front as she can manage. The entire population of bar patrons falls silent, and each man fucks her with his eyes as Tina makes her way toward the maitre'd.
Midway across the bar, Tina pauses for a moment, to run her left hand down the necklace, to play with one of the connecting chains and with the nipple ornament hidden under the edge of the lapel. Tina swivels to her left, and right, meeting the gaze of all who dare to look directly at her; as she toys with her nipple chains, to ensure that everyone in the bar has an excellent view. A surge of adrenalin courses through Tina's body as she stands there, drinking in the lust-filled outpouring of emotion that each man in the bar is radiating in her direction.
As she makes her grand entrance, the maitre'd is standing still at his station, watching her impassively. As soon as she reaches the podium, Tina stands directly in front of it, up close, with her tits thrust forward, jutting out over the slanted writing surface, inches from the man's hands. This is not the first time that Tina has used her full, round breasts as weapons in the war between the sexes. Teasing and provoking him further, she turns her body slightly so that the flesh of her left breast actually brushes against, and tilts, the pen held immobile in his hand.
The maitre'd looks impassively into Tina's eyes. He moves his pen slightly; slipping it behind one of the nipple chains, and pulls it slowly towards him. Tina stiffens as the chain is pulled taut between her nipples and pulls them out from behind the lapel. A sharp, small burst of pain arcs through her nipples, and travels rapidly to her fingertips, and to her clit. She hisses as she inhales sharply. She manages to keep her arms at her sides.
"Very nice", he says, in a low, even voice. "I am pleased that you have followed your instructions so well. I am sure that you will be amply rewarded.
Please follow me."
After Tina tucks her nipples back under the jacket, he leads her through the dining room, and past the swiveling heads and the eyes that were feasting on her deliciously displayed flesh. They enter a long corridor that is dark and shadowed, with only a weak light from a single wall sconce to illuminate their way.
He stands before a curtained doorway, and pulls the curtain aside.
"In here, please", he says.
Tina enters the room as the curtain falls closed behind her. The room is approximately 20x20, with crimson walls and a dark gray-carpeted floor. She is alone in the room. Recessed lighting in the ceiling provides lighting along the walls, highlighting an orderly row of large black and white photographs on each wall.
Each picture is of a woman, or a part of a woman's body, attired in either leather or latex fetish-style clothes, or nude. In most of the photographs, the woman is either bound with leather or rope restraints. In several of the photographs, the woman is biting, licking, or sucking the breast of another tightly bound woman; or has her tongue extended with the tip just barely touching another woman's clit. In one photograph, the woman's head is shown in profile with her nose touching a woman's ass; with her long, snake-like tongue obviously rimming her asshole.
One photograph shows a woman, unbound, wearing a shiny black latex dress, matching opera length black latex gloves, holding a gloved hand above her uplifted face, shown in profile, with large white gobs of semen dripping from her black-sheathed fingers into her open mouth. She is wearing a blindfold. A small rivulet of come runs from her mouth to her chin, and ends in a small pearlescent drop, hanging from her upturned chin by a thread. The woman in the picture is smiling.
In the center of the room there is a single table, with a glass top. There are two chairs at the table, and two place settings. A pair of candles flickers in tall candleholders on the table's glossy surface, but most of the light comes from a string of decorative lights arrayed underneath the glass tabletop.
Tina strolls around the perimeter of the room, admiring the photographs. She begins to play with her necklace and chains, tugging gently on her erect, captive nipples. She stops again in front of the photograph of the blindfolded woman streaming come into her mouth from her gloved fingers. She looks closer at the picture. While the blindfold hides most of her facial features, Tina can tell that it is her friend, Simone; the one who had arranged this evening for her. As she makes her way around the room again, she recognizes Simone in at least 5 more photographs, in both nude and bondage scenes.
While Simone had always said she was a kinky slut, this went far beyond what Tina had ever suspected. Tina lifts the front of her skirt and slips the index finger of her left hand under the tiny thong, into her slit to get it nice and wet, rubs it across her lips, and then sucks it clean, as she completes her tour of the photo gallery. Tina wonders who took the photographs of Simone, and the others.
At that moment, a woman enters the room from a service entrance. She is a tall, runway model-like woman, with long, straight platinum blonde hair. While very slender, her body is nicely curved. She has a firm, well-rounded ass on top of long, athletic legs. Her 36D breasts are somewhat outsized for the rest of her body; though they are magnificent in appearance, all natural, perfectly shaped and nicely rounded, with large, pencil-eraser nipples that give a provocatively lewd overall appearance to her.
Tina can see all of this because woman is completely nude, save for a pair of shiny black pumps with 5 inch heels, a two-inch wide leather collar fastened securely around her neck, and a feathered mask that covers the upper portion of her face. Her cunt is clean-shaven, with an elaborate dragon tattoo right above her cleft, with talons and tail extending down her labia. Her large nipples are pierced, with circular rings and a small pear-shaped diamond hanging from each ring. Looking closer, Tina can see that her clit is pierced as well, with a small jewel hanging from the ring on a chain. As the woman looks directly at Tina and licks her lips, Tina can see that she has a stud in her tongue, with a captive ring on the top, that permits a chain or leash to be attached.
The woman silently motions to Tina to sit in the chair facing away from the curtained entrance. She slides the chair in under Tina's leather-covered ass as she sits down. After Tina is seated, the woman moves behind her chair and reaches down over Tina's shoulders with her hands. The woman pulls Tina's jacket back, and tests the clips on her nipples. She tugs firmly, more firmly by far than the maitre'd had done. She tightened the clips to exert even more pressure. Tina does her best to sit still and not flinch.
Assured that the clips were firmly attached, the masked, nude woman then runs her fingertips lightly along the outside curve of Tina's breasts, up to her neck. She then readjusts Tina's jacket so that her nipples are left exposed.
The woman also repositions Tina's legs so they are not crossed, and parted to the small extent that the very snug skirt permits. The slit in the skirt leaves a large expanse of thigh exposed above the stockings. Tina's shoes are positioned flat on the floor, extended about 8 inches in front of her knees.
The under-table lighting and the glass top, highlight Tina's long, slender legs, encased in the black stockings, and her smooth, tanned thighs accented by the now mostly-exposed garters. With the dim lighting in the center of the room, her legs are brilliantly and provocatively displayed. The rest of her body is reflected in the glow coming from her legs.
The woman pulls Tina's head up, and back by her hair; pulling gently, but firmly. Tina is now sitting erect; with her head facing directly in front of her, looking at the wall on the opposite side of the room. She is looking at the photograph of Simone savoring the come dripping from her fingers. With the position of her head, Tina can only see her decorated, pinched nipples, and her knees under the table, at the bottom of her field of vision. The rest of her body is invisible to her. She knows better than to move her head even a millimeter in any direction. The implications of the woman's unspoken commands are clear and unequivocal to Tina.
Finally, the woman takes Tina's arms and places them behind the narrow back of the chair, so that Tina can clasp her hands together behind the chair.
The woman then goes and stands on the opposite side of the room, next to the photograph of Simone, facing Tina, looking straight ahead, and not making eye contact with Tina's admiring gaze.
Tina now feels certain that this woman is also pictured in the photo gallery, in several of the bondage compositions.
Tina sits silently, looking at the woman, wondering what is going to happen next. Twenty minutes pass, with neither Tina nor the nude woman moving, or saying a word.
Finally, Tina hears a rustling sound as the curtains open behind her. She knows it was time to meet the man who had arranged all of this.
It had been clear from the time she departed from her home that this was no ordinary date. It was far from being even a very creatively staged date set up by a man who wanted to show off an impressive piece of arm-candy in public, and who wanted to ignite her lust so he could fuck her blind for the rest of the night.
This is something altogether different. It is new, it is exhilarating, and it is awakening Tina to an entirely new world of sensations, emotions, and passions.
I am ready, she says to herself.
Scene 5 - Preparing the Candidate
Tina can hear the man step into the room, and move directly behind her chair. He stands there for several minutes, silent and immobile. The nude woman does not alter her gaze to look at the man. Tina sits as still as a statue, her arms still clasped behind her back, her back ramrod straight, and her head level and facing directly ahead.
The man takes something from his pocket, and then darkness descends over Tina. He fastens the leather blindfold around the back of her head with a buckle. Tina still sits motionless; her only movement the slight rise and fall of her breasts as she breathes. She can feel the nipple ornaments gently touch her breasts as they move ever so gently with her breathing.
After he has blindfolded her, the man takes the seat across the table from Tina. He has not touched her other than to put on the blindfold.
He sits there quietly for several minutes. Tina continues to hold her position, as statue-like as she can be. She knows that he is inspecting her blatantly and brazenly displayed body.
Finally, he speaks.
"You have done well so far this evening, Tina, for a novice who has been proposed for initiation into the world of submission. Your openness and complete lack of modesty regarding your body is a great asset. Most women hide or shield their charms, only displaying them to intimate friends and lovers on a measured, controlled basis. You show no such inhibitions. You flaunt your body and your sexuality, daring others to look, challenging them to confront a woman who knows, and revels in knowing, that she is a wanton, lustful slut.
He continues, "However, you have made several serious mistakes this evening, for which you will have to be punished, later. Embracing Martin, your driver, and fondling his cock without his granting you permission is a serious offense, even though he enjoyed it immensely. Challenging Lawrence with your tits, the way you did at his podium, also represents a serious infraction. You are lucky he did not take offense and inflict even more pain on you there. You certainly deserved it."
"I must say, though, your behavior with Veronica here in this room was exemplary, for a beginner."
"Do you have anything to say in response?"
Tina thinks for a moment. She decides that a soft, quiet, respectful response is the only appropriate reply. Choosing her words carefully, she responds,
"Thank you for your compliments, Sir. I have truly always been a lustful bitch who enjoys shedding inhibitions faster than clothes. I also thank you for your guidance and counsel. I know that my passion takes me too far, sometimes."
"Excellent", he says. "Now, let us dine. Veronica, will you please assist Tina? With her blindfold and the need for her to hold the novice's position, she will be unable to eat, otherwise."
With those words, another, unseen servant, female by her scent, enters the room with a platter of food, which she holds next to the table. Veronica fills the Master's plate, and then Tina's, with an assortment of fruits, cheeses, and seafood and grilled meat appetizers.
She then proceeds to place morsels of food in Tina's mouth, one by one. Tina is required to hold her head immobile, only moving her jaws as she eats. Every few mouthfuls, Veronica lifts a wineglass to Tina's lips so she can sip. Each time Tina's head moves in the slightest, Veronica firmly returns it to the proper position.
While Veronica is feeding her, Tina hears the unmistakable sound of a pants zipper being slowly lowered. She then feels another body under the table, by her feet. It is clear that the other servant is positioning herself between the man's legs, to entertain his cock while he eats. The sounds alternate between those of her lips sliding wetly over his cock head, kissing the head and shaft, and sucking the shaft deep inside her throat. As the fellatio continues, the sounds of the man's eating do not change. He makes no other sounds that acknowledge the expertly administered blowjob he is receiving.
Finally, Tina is compelled to speak. Not knowing the name of the man she is dining with, she asks, "Sir, I must use the restroom.
Do I have your permission?"
The sounds coming from under the table continue unabated, as the man replies, "Of course. Veronica will assist you to the facilities."
With that, Tina is elevated to her feet by Veronica's hands. The blindfold is not removed. By Veronica's unspoken hand directions, Tina knows to reclasp her hands behind her back. Tina is led by the arm through the curtain, down the hall, and into what she presumes is the women's' rest room. Once inside, Veronica leaves. Tina is standing in the center of the room, still blindfolded. She hesitates, wondering if she is permitted to remove it.
Then a third woman's voice speaks.
"I am here to assist you", she says, softly.
She takes Tina by the arm and positions her on a toilet. There is no enclosing stall. Tina's arms are kept behind her back, and her head is firmly pulled into the same required position by the woman's hands.
Tina sighs deeply, as she pisses. Once done, she is stood up and walked a few feet in front of the toilet by the woman's hands. By the feeling of heat on her face, she knows she is in front of a lighted makeup mirror.
The woman then tells Tina that she will help her freshen up.
First, she gently presses a warm, wet towel against Tina's cunt, wiping her gently.
Then she says, "Now it is time to freshen you up, and fix your makeup." With that, she kneels in front of Tina, gently moves her legs apart, slides the drenched thong to one side, and begins to use her tongue on her pussy. She expertly moves it up and down the outer lips, then pulls them back with her fingers and licks up and down Tina's delicate inner lips. She takes each petal shaped cunt lip and sucks on it gently. As Tina's clit becomes engorged and hard, the woman twirls her tongue around the bud and then sucks on it.
She moves her tongue down Tina's cunt, now slippery with her free-flowing juices, flicking it from side to side as she goes, and then pokes it deeply into Tina's now-gaping hole as her nose rubs against Tina's clit. Tina moans deeply, and her legs begin to tremble. After one more nibble on Tina's clit, the woman stands.
Tina is at the brink of orgasm, but falls back, unsatisfied. Clearly, this is exactly what the woman intended for her talented tongue to accomplish.
The woman says, "Now, you are freshened up. Dripping wet is always best." She then says, "Now, let's take a look at those nipples." Without removing the clips, she takes a small brush, and paints some gloss onto Tina's nipples to highlight their color. Finally, she repaints Tina's lips with fresh lipstick, and puts some fresh powder on her cheeks.
The attendant then escorts Tina back to the glass table in the dining room and reseats her. Only this time, her jacket is unbuttoned, and removed, and her skirt is lowered down her legs and removed before she is permitted to sit. Tina assumes the correct position without any assistance.
She can feel the wetness from her cunt trickle down her slit, spreading out to make a large wet spot on the chair. She waits, in silence, for whatever will come next.
Scene 6 - The Initiation: Accepting the Gift of Submission
As Tina continues to sit in her prescribed position at the glass table, erect, tits projecting out as far as she can push them, chin up, head level, and with her hands clutching each other behind the chair, the sounds of rhythmic cock sucking are still coming from beneath the table.
Tina hears the bathroom attendant move to the other side of the table. The man's chair slides back, and Tina can hear the attendant sit on his lap and embrace him. As the cock sucking sounds continue from below, the attendant can be heard planting wet, sloppy kisses on the Master's mouth. He is tasting Tinas nectar and smelling her scent as his tongue and the woman's tongue dance in each other's mouths.
After a few minutes, the bathroom attendant stands and takes a position to the left of Tina's chair. Tina can hear Veronica move to a position to her right.
The wet, slippery sounds of fellatio continue.
After another minute, the man's voice speaks again.
"Tina, you are about to be offered a great gift - the gift of submission.
Most people who don't understand what dominance and submission are all about believe that a dominant imposes his will on a submissive and that she is an unwilling captive or slave to the Master's will. That is not even remotely the truth."
"All control ultimately resides in the submissive who freely and willingly grants permission to the person who is her Master. That permission can be revoked at any time. A true submissive understands this, and takes joy in her eager, unhesitating submission to another's will. Being offered the opportunity to take this, supreme, ultimate control over one's life by giving that control to another is a tremendous gift."
"On the other side, it is a great honor and responsibility to be granted such extraordinary control over another person's body and mind. It is a responsibility that is not taken lightly. An enlightened Master always has his submissives' best interests in mind, and is continually seeking to expand and enrich his submissives' mental, emotional, and physical experiences and enlightenment; so she can continue to grow and progress towards the goal of total, complete surrender; or so she can become wise and strong enough to become a Mistress who can, herself, become a caring, enlightened domina."
"Many women have taken this second path, after spending being trained and mentored as a submissive. It is an alternative that is open to you in the future, after you have become adept at losing yourself in another's existence."
The smooth, even voice explains further, "You are here, Tina, because you need to be here. Your friend, Simone, who I am sure you have recognized in the photographs here, knows well the world of submission. Would it surprise you to know that I used to own her - that she was my property? I was Simone's first Master, her first owner. I trained her and molded her into a truly obedient, exquisitely submissive woman, the woman she is today, on the inside. While she may appear to you as a wild and unfettered sexaholic, I can assure you that this is only her external, public persona. Behind the curtain of public view, Simone is an owned woman, chattel, who serves her Master without question or hesitation."
Tina's heart is beating faster and faster as this incredible tale unfolds before her.
"Yes, Simone is owned by her Master. I, however, do not own her any more. I gave her to another man, another Master. He owns her now. She had to seek his permission before she was permitted to approach me, to offer you to me as a candidate for training, so that you might find your true calling. Simone is a perceptive woman, someone whose judgment I trust. Does that surprise you, that I trust an owned, submissive woman? I hold Simone in high regard. Her devotion to her obsession and to her owners is deep and profound. Like you, she was once unfocused in her passion and in her relationships with men. She sees a lot of herself, in you, now."
Tina's body is on fire. Her nipples are throbbing, pinched tightly by the necklace's clips. Her cunt is dripping wet, even more so than when the bathroom attendant had licked her so close to orgasm. She licks her lips, seeking to wet them. Veronica offers Tina the wine glass, and Tina drinks it down, gratefully.
The man continues, "I am prepared to offer you the gift of submission, Tina. Are you willing to receive it and cherish it and use it to expand your consciousness and your understanding of who you are as a person? If you accept this gift, you accept my control over every aspect of your life, and will obey me unquestioningly and without hesitation, at all times. Your training will be long, and difficult. It will begin slowly and carefully, as you adjust to the rhythms and expectations of your new life. Should you wish to terminate your submission to me, you may do so at any time, though your decision to do so is final, and irrevocable. You only get one opportunity, and that opportunity is now."
Before she knows what words will emanate from her mouth, Tina already knows what she will say. She is overwhelmed by the words, the voice, the setting, everything. This is so incredible, and so incredibly real.
Breathing deeply, Tina replies, with a passion and an urgency that surprise her.
"Yes, Sir, I do accept your gift. I freely and knowingly submit to your will and your direction. You shall possess me in every way, both mind and body. I ask that you to train me and help me to grow into a worthy and deserving recipient of your gift."
With that, Tina is made to stand, as Veronica pulls the chair back. Her hands are still clasped behind her back.
The Master, for that is who he is now, to Tina, speaks again,
"You have met three of your sisters, now.
Veronica is to be your guide and mentor for your instruction and development as a submissive. You are to follow her orders as if they were mine." Veronica steps in front of Tina, and softly cups Tina's face, with her golden hair spilling around it, in her hands and kisses her, deeply and passionately. Tina opens her mouth and invites Veronica's tongue to explore her mouth.
Veronica then steps behind Tina and gently cups her breasts in her hands from behind, with her fingertips on Tina's nipples. The Master speaks again. "Katia, whom you met when you relieved yourself, is to be your body's tutor and instructor. Your mouth, your cunt, and your asshole all belong to Katia, as does every other inch of your skin."
Katia then steps to Tina's front and places her left hand on Tina's cunt. She inserts one, then two, and finally three, fingers into her hole; stretching her vagina wide open. Her other hand goes around Tina's neck. She then commands Tina to kiss her and to taste herself on Katia's lips and in her mouth. Tina moans as her tongue does as commanded. She is held erect by Veronica's hands holding her breasts.
Katia withdraws from Tina's mouth, and kneels in front of Tina. She places her left hand, which is slippery wet with Tina's juices, on Tina's ass, and works her well lubricated index finger into Tina's incredibly tight asshole. Tina struggles to relax, to open up to Katia's finger. As Tina relaxes sufficiently to permit a second finger to be inserted into her ass, Katia opens her mouth wide and places it on Tina's' cunt. She slowly laps her tongue up and down Tina's slit, and gently sucks her lips into her mouth. Two fingers from her right hand slip into Tinas' vagina. She slowly slides her fingers in, and out, twisting them in a circular motion, and occasionally spreading her fingertips apart to heighten the intensity of what Tina is feeling.
By this point, Tina is barely standing, being held up by Veronica's hands around her breasts. She is ready to come in an explosive, spectacular orgasm. Sensing this, Katia slows her pace slightly. Tina moans loudly in protest.
The Master, who has been silently watching the initiation ritual, speaks again. "And now for the rite of submission. Are you prepared to accept my dominance and control over you, body and mind, Tina?"
Tina nods her head, and pants, "Yes, Master, I accept. I submit to you, completely, totally, without reservation or hesitation." Her belly spasms in and out with her jerky, irregular breathing.
"Very well, then," he says. Loretta, whom you have heard and felt under the table, will deliver your reward, and will seal your commitment. Loretta will be responsible for your discipline", he continues. She will punish you when you need it, and also merely to amuse herself. Should you protest or resist her punishments, they will be redoubled."
The Master's chair scrapes back and he stands. Tina can hear Loretta being fucked in the mouth with the Master's cock. The Master's breathing quickens and becomes labored, and he groans loudly as he finally comes in Loretta's mouth.
Loretta then comes around the table to Tina and stands in front of her. She kisses Tina on the mouth, and as Tina opens her mouth wide to accept Loretta's tongue, Loretta delivers a large quantity of hot cum directly from her mouth to Tina's. Loretta grabs Tina's hair and pulls her face forward, pressing their lips together to ensure that their two tongues could achieve the maximum penetration in each other's mouths. Tina thrills to the delicious taste of the Master's semen, rolling it around in her mouth, to prolong the feeling of it in her mouth for as long as possible before she swallows it.
As Loretta does this, Veronica pulls hard on Tina's nipple clips, pulling them free from her enflamed and tortured points. The painful sensation rockets to Tina's brain and to her clit. Simultaneously, Katia's tongue and fingers are a blur of motion in Tina's cunt and asshole.
Tina shrieks in ecstasy as she comes, with repeated, rippling orgasms that traverse her entire body; the most powerful, sustained, and mind-blowing orgasmic experience she has ever had. Veronica's, Katia's and Loretta's hands knead and pull on Tina's flesh, and probe her cunt, ass, and mouth, provoking orgasm after orgasm.
Finally, Tina collapses, and is lowered gently to the floor by the three women. Her body is drenched in sweat, with the aroma of cunt and come mingled with the scent of her perfume. She finally swallows, and then wipes the dribbles from her chin and cheeks. She licks her fingers clean.
After resting for what seems like an eternity, Tina is helped to a kneeling position by the three women. This time, her hands are placed behind her neck, with wrist holding wrist, and her elbows stretched back as far as she could hold them, to accentuate her neck and her breasts.
The Master speaks, "You will now accept the symbol of your commitment." With that, one of the women takes a sterling silver choker, that is in the shape of a circular strand of ½ inch woven rope, and fastens it around Tina's neck. It fits snugly, but not tightly. The choker is snapped closed in the back. The lock that is disguised in the silver rope at the back is snapped shut.
Each woman gives Tina three hard, stinging strokes with a soft, deerskin flogger. Veronica delivers them to Tina's ass, Katia to her thighs and cunt, and Loretta to her breasts.
For each stroke, Tina cries out, "Thank you."
Finally, each woman kisses Tina gently on the lips and bids her welcome. They help her to stand. Veronica removes Tina's blindfold.
The Master is already gone. The man that Tina committed herself to, remains invisible to her.
Scene 7 - Welcoming Tina Into The Circle of Submission
Now that the initiation has been completed, Tina gets acquainted with her mentors and her disciplinarian.
Katia is revealed to be a smallish woman, with a mane of soft, curly red hair, and emerald green eyes. She is a petite woman, probably a size 2, with small girlish breasts with small hard, cherry-bud nipples. As with Veronica, Katia's nipples are also pierced, though she wears a horizontal stud through each nipple that holds an elaborate circular star-burst type metal ring that encircles the nipple and is decorated with a small green jewel on each star point. Instead of being completely shaved, her pussy is very closely trimmed, with a small thin wisp of reddish hair directly above her cunt. Her labia are smooth and hairless, and they almost completely cover and hide her inner lips, giving her an overall very girlish appearance. Contrasting with the overall, pubescent appearance is a pair of tattoos directly on her girlish lips. On one side, the words "Fuck me" are tattooed sideways in cursive script. On the other side, the script says, "Lick me".
Loretta is a tall woman, not as tall as Veronica, but much more voluptuous. She is a raven-haired version of the classic Playboy model, with large full, pillow-soft tits, a narrow waist, and flaring, curved hips. She is wearing a tightly laced corset that covers from hips to tits, with a small shelf at the top to lift her breasts up, and out, to a dizzying height, not unlike the effect that Tina's bra has on her tits.
Loretta's most distinguishing characteristic is the large, Black Widow spider tattoo encircling one bicep and a tattoo of a pair of pinup girls lounging down her other arm, from her bicep to her wrist. One of the pinup women is sucking the toes of the other. While her nipples are not pierced, her cunt is wearing three rings, one in each inner lip, and one through the clit.
The four women celebrate the adoption of Tina into their circle, collapsing into an entwined pile of arms, legs, and torsos. Tina gets to kiss, and taste, each of the women, and become familiar with every inch of, and every decoration on, their bodies.
Finally, it is time to leave. The three women each put on a tiny spandex dress, each in a different color, that barely covers their asses and pussies on the bottom, and has each pair of breasts nearly falling out of the tops.
Tina is not permitted to put her skirt or jacket back on. Instead, Tina's wrists are bound together behind her back with a length of black rope. Katia attaches a silver chain leash to Tina's collar and leads her out of the restaurant wearing only the bra, thong, stockings, and shoes. Loretta and Veronica follow. Loretta is carrying a flogger, which she uses on Tina's ass occasionally, while she and Veronica make lewd comments about Tina's ass as they all walk out.
Outside, the limo is waiting, with Martin standing by the open rear door. Tina is made to kneel on the floor of the car, while her three Mistresses occupy the seats.
The ride back to Tina's condo is uneventful. When they arrive, Veronica is the first to exit the car. As Martin opens the door, the leggy blonde places her feet on the ground, on either side of Martin's legs, turns to the other women, grins, and says "Duty calls". She then turns back to Martin, unzips his pants, and quickly and expertly pulls his cock out. She purses her lips and breathes softly on the large, purplish tip; and sticks out her tongue to snag the drop of pre-come that has magically appeared there. She then opens her lips wide and slowly, slides his cock deep into her mouth and throat, stopping only when her nose is buried in his pubic hair. As she slowly and wetly slides her lips back to the tip, she cuddles his balls in one hand, and encircles his thick shaft with the other. When she reaches the tip, she slides her extended tongue around the cock head three times. Martin's penis jerks twice, and explodes in a torrent of cum, splattering Veronica's face as well as in her open, receiving mouth.
Veronica then tucks Martin's cock away and rezips him. Veronica ignores Martin's cum on her face, and leads the procession inside. Katia follows Veronica with Tina in tow on her leash, and Loretta brings up the rear, keeping Tina's ass a light pink color with her flogger.
As it is nearly 3 a.m., the foyer and the corridor to Tina's condo are deserted, with no one to view the prurient parade.
Once inside, all of Tina's remaining clothes are stripped off of her. Loretta, having carried in Tina's black leather fuck-suit, hangs the skirt and jacket in the closet.
Tina is then led to her bedroom, where she is commanded to clean Veronica's face with her tongue. Tina is then laid on her back on her bed.
Each of the three women then takes a turn straddling Tina's face. Each one sits on her mouth, commanding Tina to suck them to orgasm. Tina explores Veronica's and Loretta's clit and cunt jewelry with her tongue, and pulls gently on Veronica's clit chain. Each woman, in turn, comes in a resounding orgasm as they grind their pussies into Tina's' face.
When they have all reached satisfaction, Tina's face is sticky with the women's intermingled juices, and her hair is wet and matted with their secretions as well. Her tongue and mouth ache from the work she has just performed.
The women turn Tina over, keeping her hands bound behind her back, and kiss her gently on her eyes, mouth, and on the top of her ass, at the beginning of the deep crack between her luscious, still-pink cheeks. Then, all three snuggle up next to Tina on the bed, and go to sleep.
As a final symbol of the new bond that has been established between them, Katia moistens one of her finger in her mouth, and gently inserts it into Tina's ass. Tina sighs deeply as she accepts the finger, and then falls asleep, to dream about her still unseen Master
by Master Kiss
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