A sexy story...

I just felt like writing a smutty story for the hell of it. I get into that mood from time to time. Pete loved it, and so did Peter...my other Dom-buddy, Terry, helped me write it too!! Hehehehehehe....ENJOY. I'll be gone to Pete's this weekend, with my dog...should be fun. Bye for now. Love, Sassy Girl
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The sights and smells of the local BDSM store were tantalizing to her as she walked in unabashedly to find something intense and sexy to surprise him with later. She loved the smell of leather, seeing all the gorgeous corsets and smelling the incense, seeing all the edible oils and lubes, the edible candy bra’s and panties, the dildo’s, collars, floggers and the hitachi wands staring at her from the shelves….she breathed deeply and felt amazingly happy to be there. She knew most women were skittish about such places, especially going alone. But she had no qualms whatsoever and began to search for just the right thing to please him with this weekend.

She noticed the purple-haired pierced and tattoed sales clerk nearby, unpacking a box of items near the cash register. She also felt the tiny hairs on the back of her neck stand up, someone was staring at her. She turned slightly, pretending not to care, and saw him looking straight into her eyes. She blinked, and quickly turned away. She didn’t see the slow smile creeping slowly across his face. He could smell her perfume. As she shuddered, she did feel a strange power coming from him, a strange energy, and it made her notice the moistness in her panties. She quickly walked to a different aisle, ignoring him and trying to stay focused on her purpose for being there in the first place.

The prickly feeling kept annoying her as she knew he was still watching her. She suddenly felt like maybe she had made a mistake and shouldn’t have come here alone. Who knows what kinds of creeps hang out in a store like this. She shivered again, looking around for the sales clerk to give him a look. She hoped to communicate in that look that there’s a freaky weird guy staring at her, but the sales clerk was too busy humming to the heavy metal music playing in the store to notice.

She notices a few minutes later, the freaky staring guy left the store. “Whew, he’s gone,” she thought. Then she happily found some nipple torture device that might prove to be fun. She paid for her new toy and left the store, looking at her watch to make sure she wasn’t too late in getting to her new man’s place for their date. As she made her way to her car, she suddenly felt a strange sensation overcome her. The staring man was standing next to her car.

Like a deer in the headlights, she stood completely still, in shock. He smiled at her, and nodded. That smile helped her regain her senses and she quickly unlocked her car door and sat down in the driver’s seat. She then saw his shoes standing next to her before she could close the door. “I’d like to introduce myself, “ he said in a low voice, friendly and deep, and she sat completely still, looking at his shoes.

“My name is Steve,” he continued, “and I noticed you were very happily searching for a new toy in that store. I hope you found something that will please him.” The hairs stood up again on the back of her neck. She turned the key to the ignition and the car started. He put his hand on her arm. She knew that meant to turn off the engine. She slowly turned the key, her hand shaking. “I’d like to inspect you, to make sure you’re ready for your Dom tonight.”

As though a magic spell had just been cast upon her, she blinked and silently nodded. He said, “I like that you’re wearing a skirt. Now turn and face me please.” She was too scared not to do what she was told, so she turned slightly and, still looking at his shoes, nodded silently. “I’m not going to hurt you,” Steve said, “In fact, I find you deliciously sexy and I would like to fuck you myself. But I am a gentleman, and I know you have someone to please soon, so I won’t keep you very long. I just sensed that you’re ripe and ready, and I want to make sure of that. We Dom’s have to stick together, you know.”

Again, without saying a word, everything choked in her throat, she nodded in silence. She wondered frantically if anyone else was nearby, could she yell for help, or get away…but something else had her stuck there. She couldn’t do a thing except what she was told. She wondered also if this might be a test of her other Dom-friend, setting her up to see how she would react. This sort of thing has happened to her once before. She decided to relax and something told her she was safe, so she decided to do what she was told.

He tells her to lift her skirt so he can see that she’s wearing no panties underneath. He tells her “Good Girl” when she reveals that she is not wearing any. She notices a slight bulge in his pants, but still hasn’t looked up into his eyes. He anticipates her doing this, and says, “You know I have a rock hard raging boner, but you are forbidden to look at it, and if you have a problem doing that, you will be blindfolded right here in this parking lot.” Her eyes widen, and she glances up at him for the first time, to see if he’s serious.

He is holding a blindfold in his hand. Her heart skips a beat. He slides it over her head, covering her eyes. “I’m not going to hurt you. You’re safe. If you don't feel safe, I want you to yell RED at the top of your lungs and I will disappear. Understood?" She nodded, knowing she would be okay.

Steve said, "Good. Now I want you to pinch and stroke your nipples for me, under your blouse. I see you have no bra on either, good girl.” She breathes heavily as she begins to do what she’s told.

His foot taps her legs, meaning to widen them for him, as she’s doing this, with her pussy showing. While she continues doing what she is told, he then whispers, “Now admit that you’re a naughty slut, who shouldn’t go shopping alone without her Dom beside her…” And she stops for a split-second, shaking her head no. “Would you like me to spank you right here and now little girl, or will you do as I tell you?” She coughs and clears her throat…”I…um…I…I’m a…naughty…slut…” and she finishes the sentence slowly as she’s still rubbing her nipples and spread wide, feeling the moistness between her own legs.

Suddenly she hears another man’s voice from out of nowhere sneak up behind Pete, “Man, how the hell did you get her to do THAT?!” the voice said. She squealed in embarrassment, crossed her legs and pulled her blouse down. Steve doesn't answer, he just taps her shoe with his, and she waits for his instruction. "Go ahead, resume," he says gently. She hesitantly pulls her blouse up again, and spreads her legs, lifting her skirt...and continues to pinch her nipples, knowing the wetness is starting to increase between her legs.

Then Steve tells the other guy to “shut up and watch.”

He steps up, puts his cock in her mouth and says, "Suck it good, you cock loving slut." She opens her mouth, greedily taking him in. He manipulates her nipples himself as she's doing it, and she very nearly cums herself, but she continues to suck him until he cums, right in front of the other man. The other man whistles, and utters a low “holy shit, that’s awesome…that shit never happens to me,” and then walks away with a rock hard boner of his own.

Steve says, “Good girl. He’s gone now. You have passed inspection and you will make your Dom very happy tonight.” Despite her shock and embarrassment at all the things this strange man has made her do, she smiles. She doesn't fear him anymore, she knows he's real, and she nearly purred as he caressed her hair. He repeated "Good girl" a few more times and kissed her lovingly on the cheek.

Steve then zips himself and tells her, "You will come back here next week, open your car door, put your blindfold on, spread your legs and wait. I will be here, and if you behave, I will fuck you---after you earn it, of course---oh, and make sure you shave that pussy, I don't like sluts that I use to be anything other than baby girl smooth. Understand?”

She nods, smiles, and he kisses her hand. He tells her to remove the blindfold after counting to ten. She does so, and he’s gone. She sits silently for a few moments, trying to gets herself together, wondering if she should tell her Dom about this or not. She drives home, goes to her calendar and writes, "Smut shop 3:00 Tuesday, be smooth."

THE END