She might be just teasing me, leading me on, but I was compelled to take the chance.She might be just teasing me, leading me on, but I was compelled to take the chance. We sat and talked for awhile. She smoked but neither of us had another drink. She was fencing with me. Teasing me with suggestions of punishments. I parried humorously, but we both saw the trembling in my hands and knees. We talked about all kinds of things, our likes and dislikes, what we wanted from life. Finally she came right out and told me that she was naturally dominant and that any man who wanted her would have to accept that. I coughed and said I understood how she felt. I swallowed and got ready for the big step. I told her that I was naturally submissive. Her eyebrows lifted and she had a wry smile on her face. "I thought so" she said. "Something about your eyes when we were talking back at the bar." I blushed, but now that it was out in the open I began to tell her of my fantasies and desires. She held my gaze with rapt attention. It seemed I couldn't stop talking. My secret had been pent up inside of me for so long and it felt so good to finally let it out. To tell someone who understood! She crossed her legs and stared into my eyes as I told her about my darkest desires. |