BDSM Erotica Stories - I bend my knees and start to tremble as the tapered end finds its way into me. Then I moan as the wider part of the plug starts to stretch open my ass. I yell as he ignores my body's resistance and sinks the plug firmly into me. Then he grabs the jeweled end, twists it, slaps my arse and sits me back down.
BDSM An Apology
I have always tried to stay away from drugs when I play. But this time, whether it was because I didn't expect to play or perhaps because I really didn't care I don't know... anyway I swallowed the tablet with a large swig of vodka and followed the others into the waiting cab.
My friend leans over and whispers to me "Do it for me, just apologise to him please, I don't want an atmosphere." I roll my eyes at her." - "I can't even remember upsetting him. I really don't know what I said!"- "Look just do it for me, I'm not asking much of you. You are both my friends I don't want to have to choose between you." I tut and look away. I hate confrontation, I hate planned conversations. "Ok," I agree. "But please, let me do it my own way and in my own time."
I smile as I realise the cab is upholstered in leather. As much as I have written about it... I have never felt my pussy pressed onto a leather seat. Sliding my hand underneath myself I discretely tug my knickers to one side and press myself into the leather. I wriggle a little and smile at the thought of the wet patch I will be leaving. As the cab stops I lean forward un sticking my lips from the leather and slipping my knickers back into place. At least it has taken my mind of the apology I have to make.
Once inside I immediately feel overdressed. I am aware that the people sat down can probably see my stocking tops under the skirt and that the bra I have chosen is allowing my tits to escape... so not much discrete dancing for me then!
Everyone else is in jeans, vest tops and boots... doc martens and para boots not knee length heeled boots like mine. My blouse, although black, is virtually see through and my only saving is that I have left my hair down so with any luck I can hide my face and remain seated all night.
As I begin to feel the tablet kick in I realise there is no way I will be able to sit still for long. I don't smoke but I'm up and outside with the smokers... all blokes with the exception of me and my friend. The problem with ecstasy is that you fidget, well that's what it does to me. While my friend takes a call I pace about, the sound of my boots drawing attention to me. It crosses my mind how easy it would be to bend over for the guys watching me. I could never do that alone, not without my Master to control the situation. Thankfully my friend is off the phone and leading me safely back inside.
And there he is. The man I have to apologise to. He is darker and broader than I remember. I smile and quickly look away. Maybe that will pass for an apology? "Anna, make some effort please." My friend yells at me over the music. Fortunately, for the next 15 minutes I am saved by the DJ who has come out from his alcove to try and persuade me to dance by guessing what kind of music I like. Frustrated with me he gives up and I realise everyone has left except me and the man I need to apologise to.
Immediately he is sat in front of me and staring directly at me. I seem to be grinning stupidly back at him fixated by his eyes and the smell of leather. He moves forwards and shoves his knee between mine forcing my legs apart. I realise the tablet is partially to blame but I really want to kiss him just maybe his lip... not a proper kiss, just a taste. I lean into him and lift my face upwards briefly touching his lip with my mouth. He pins my wrists to my sides. "You naughty bitch, you have got worse." Ahhh I remember now... last time I teased him, overstepped the mark, took risks when our partners were with us. "This time I'm not drunk though." I reply, "and yes I have got alot worse."
He pushes me away from him and widens my legs with his knee. "Let's have a look at you then. Stay open for me please." He stares between my legs and moves back far enough to allow a clear yet dark view of me. A few men glance over but it's too dark for them to see much. He pulls something from his jacket. It's round and tapered and is maybe a couple of inches in diameter at the largest point. It is silver with a narrow stem that ends with a circular jewel. He leans towards me again and pinches my thighs working his way up towards my pussy until he is pinching my lips and pulling me open on either side of my knickers. He flicks my clit making me yell. He bites my lip and tells me to shut up. He starts to push the object into me through the material of my knickers. Slowly nudging it into me until my knickers are wet. "Please fuck me properly with it... please." He smiles "This isn't for your cunt Anna!" Pulling my knickers off he fingers them where they are wet and then holds them up to my mouth to lick before stuffing them into his jacket. Then he slides the object into me twisting it and wetting it. "Stand up and turn around for me please."
He kicks my ankles apart and runs his fingers underneath me from my cunt to my ass. Finding my ass he rubs his finger around me before shoving the plug into me. I bend my knees and start to tremble as the tapered end finds its way into me. Then I moan as the wider part of the plug starts to stretch open my ass. I yell as he ignores my body's resistance and sinks the plug firmly into me. Then he grabs the jeweled end and twists it, slaps my arse and sits me back down.
My burning face is hidden behind my hair as I hang my head. Grabbing my chin he lifts my face and to my amazement no one is looking! He gets up to leave just as my friend is returning. "Now that tablet..." she tells me, "is lovely!" I can only laugh and agree. We chat for a while. I am desperate to tell her about the plug that has just been publicly shoved into my backside. But chatting normally and giggling stupidly is much more fun!
"You look different," she tells me, "what have you done?" - "Nothing yet!" I feel a firm hand on my shoulder and look round. "Get up Anna. I'm ready for you now." He guides me infront of him towards the dance floor. Thank fully it is very busy and I think that I can sneak through un noticed. But there are hands on my arms pulling at me and hands on my backside gripping me and then I feel fingers on the plug twisting it and pulling it. The hands are holding me in place, holding me steady while other fingers take turns at twisting the plug. They seem to pass me around some people holding me while others finger me and pull on the plug. Others squeeze and slap my tits. At some point they clamp my nipples and the chain is used to guide me around to more waiting hands and fingers. He does not play, he just watches as they manipulate me.
Then he is gone. Leaving me to be explored by a crowd of strangers. I spot him chatting to an attractive blonde girl. I watch as she closes her eyes and shifts her weight onto her toes. I realise he has his fingers inside her. I can tell from her gasps and the way she is moving that he is fucking her with his fingers. He stares at me as the girl bucks and thrusts on his hand as she cums for him.
He makes his way over to me and pulls me from the crowd wiping the girl's cum over my mouth. I suck her off his fingers for him. "Now I need to fuck you." He tells me and he guides me out of the building.
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