It started a while ago. We were just chatting along about kinky things when the subject of switching came up.
“Wanna hear a secret?”
“I wanted you to take control”
“When I was teasing you”
And that was the start. From those few lines, a conversation followed about what my submissive side would need. I’ve had unpleasant experiences in the past so my main issue is trust and being a control freak. I trust him and I feel safe but still there is that little voice inside my head that keeps spreading doubt and make things bigger than they seem. But I digress, in that conversation I told my limits, but most of all, the things I found hot. What would get me going.
Needless to say, hornyness ensued but I managed to contain it.
Arriving at the venue we were greeted by the organization. We were checked off and we received some currency each because it was an auction party and you could buy people with fictional money. I got dressed and my cutie had to put on his dress and heels too. I was going to auction wrestling with me and he was going auction himself as sub with me as dominant. I got sold and after the auction you immediately had to deliver so I stripped a bit and got ready to wrestle. I really should remember to wear more clothing because we wrestled on carpet so yes I had quite a bit of rug burn. But it was fun nonetheless.
After that, it was time for me to punish my boy. He had a few points to resolve because he played with himself without permission and came without permission too. He is no fan of pain and therefore his punishment was pain. To make sure he would remember it and not make the same mistake. First of all I wanted him in the right mindset. So chastity cage on and teasing him. I pushed the cutie to the floor and had him kneel in front of me. Pushing him to the floor I put my feet up on him and just waited. He started to wobble a bit and slowly but surely he fell over. Being totally cute I put one foot on his face while he just laid there. After a while of teasing him, I gave him his punishment. He definitely didn’t like it and after he endured it we laid cuddling and talking.
“You want to switch?”
I looked him in the eyes and said yes.
“Well, first you have to unlock something if you want that to happen” and he looked down at his chastity cage.
I started laughing and fidgeted the keys of my zipper. I unlocked him and after putting the cage away he grabbed my head and kissed me. I could sense the change in him and we headed to change outfits. I put on my schoolgirl skirt and while I was grabbing my top, his hand slipped under my skirt and he said while gripping my undies “You don’t need these”
Being a good girl I took them off and I instantly felt more naked and more aware of my hornyness. When I finished changing he came up to me with his collar and leash. He put it on me and guided me back to the bar area.
He kissed me and forced me to his knees. I don’t remember exactly what we said after that because I was still being cheeky and he was asking me trick questions. Like what to call him. He didn’t mention it before so I was like, yeah but you didn’t say anything about that. (yes I was being cheeky and an smart ass) Could have been anything that you want me to say. But eventually I did call him Sir while I was on my knees for him.
My knees hurt from the rug burn so I just sat down sideways in front of him.
“What should I do with you?”
I said I didn’t know and he pulled me up again. We walked towards the other room and in the hallway we started to wrestle. I said with my dry sarcasm, wouldn’t it be easier to wrestle in the room there? You know, open space and all. We moved into the room and quickly we were on the ground. I don’t know how he did it but suddenly he sat on top of me. I tried to buck him off but it didn’t work. During that process my skirt hiked up and I vaguely was aware my pussy was in full sight. My top also started to come undone and my boobs were saying hi. I’m sure nobody did mind that. Must have been because he triggered me that I at some point just didn’t try as hard to get him off me. His hand found its way to my pussy and he felt how wet I was. While I was squirming and flailing my legs around a bit, he was playing with my pussy and people were definitely enjoying the view.
I whimpered and squirmed as he kept teasing me. He knew what I wanted. I wanted him and sex. Rough sex. I wanted him to take me. But for that I needed to train him first. Teach him how I work and what works for me. It really felt like topping from the bottom (definitely in a literal sense) but it is needed communication. He does want me to feel safe and not fuck up. I trust him, but i am also a control freak. So to truly let to go I need to be stuck.
It was really hot until I had to sit up for a bit because my head was exploding and my neck was stuck. So after a break and some quiet time we continued a while later.
Throwing me on the bed he forced me down face first and yet again I tried to struggle my way out. I was getting less and less defiant and wanting to give in. Feeling him on top of me, not being able to move. My barriers faded but I still wasn’t completely there. Definitely horny as fuck though. So that one time at the party wasn’t enough.
Next time, more?
Definitely a good start…
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