First Date Success

So glad we’re back. I’m so sorry about that guy back at the restaurant, he was way out of line. Some people are just... too people-y. Aren’t they?

Come on in and, uh, welcome to my paradise…

Oh here, Let me take your coat… there’s a hidden away little spot for stuff like this just… here.

Ah, I know, it’s a game changer for all-weather jackets, shoes, and bags… like these shopping bags, all handily stacked by the door… where they usually stay, because I still forget them… but hey, I get points for keeping them by the door and trying, right?

Anyway! Come on, I’ll give you a little tour around the place.

The light in here is amazing in the evening… talk about a golden hour paradise. This living room is honestly what sold me on the whole place.

I tried hanging up some paintings, but after awhile I’d noticed they were all changing colour thanks to the direct sunlight… I like the vintage look, but that was a little much for me.

Where did I put them? Oh, well let me show you.

Yeah, just that way down the hall… I created a kind of gallery situation so I get to feel extra distinguished on my way to bed every night.

I’ll show you down there in a minute, let’s wander through this archway here first… and here we are in the kitchen.

I know, I love the appliances too. Before this I’d never had anything new! All hand-me-downs from my brothers and sister, but can you believe that it came with the place?

The previous owners didn’t want them because they didn’t match the aesthetic in their new place, even though I think these things are like eight grand new… unreal, but hey, a win for me!

Oh, the counters? No, those weren’t here when I moved in… I, uh, actually installed those and the island here myself…

No, wasn’t too tricky at all. Just a bit of patience and electrical know-how. All in a day’s work… or, three, in this case.

Okay, that’s a lie, it took me like two full weeks, but it turned out pretty well, I think.

Yeah, of course, just tug it open, though you’ve got to promise not to judge me on what’s behind it. Yeah… it’s the so-called laundry room.

No, I use the term lightly. It was listed as a room but yeah… it’s a shoebox.

Up this way is the guest room. It has a bathroom, and a massive wardrobe, honestly it’s much bigger than the one in my room. I use this space mostly as an office right now, to be honest.

And the one on the right is en suite, with a magical view back into the park—and a balcony!

Yeah, I did pick the smallest room but it’s just so cozy, and with the balcony, I just couldn’t resist. It’s perfect for relaxing, watching the wind in the trees with a coffee and just taking a moment to yourself.

Come on, I’ll show what I mean…

Oh, those? Sorry, I thought I’d put all this away. No, not for cooking… that one has other purposes…

Yes, bedroom purposes.

Normally I have a better storage system for this stuff, but I broke the door off the cabinet over there the other day.

Hm? Oh, no, nothing bad, I just wasn’t paying attention when I was tightening this bit, here…

Yeah, since that part is weight-bearing, I always make sure it’s secure before guests come by who may want to try it…

But yeah, the cabinet should be back in working order here soon, I’ve got a friend coming to take a look this weekend.

Oh, these? Yeah, exactly…

Mhm, and these for the wrists… that’s it, you’ve got it.

Fun? You could definitely say that… and while I didn’t intend to have all this out on display, I mean… you did say you were interested in learning more about that side of things… of me.

That’s the part of our date that intrigued you the most, right? The chains emoji on my dating profile, the “looking for genuine connections” and “communication is key” additions… it’s definitely easy to spot someone who’s into… well, you know.

Anyways, I guess it does all give me a little credibility, just, in case you need more proof that I am who I claim to be…

No, not all of them are for the same thing… some items were collected for looks, novelty, or curiosity… but most of them are intentionally chosen for the kinds of scenes I want to do… with you, if you’re still interested, that is.

Is that so? Well, I’m very happy to show you more, then… here, take a look at this one.

Go ahead, pick it up. It’s firm… the handle grip is so nice and the flat surface has those little circles in it to add something extra to the impact… it’s a favorite of mine.

It’s made from cherrywood and is… yeah, I have definitely had some fun with that. Well balanced, not too light, and honestly just pretty to look at… and non-threatening, too. I think that’s important with a lot of this stuff. It needs to be practical, but also pretty and not intimidating for people who are new to this whole thing.

Yeah, like you.

Anyways, then there’s stuff like this—just hilariously unusable and very silly-looking, but I had to have it… I mean, who puts sparkles here?

Oh, good question… Moving on to something more fun… for the wrists. Yeah, that one can hook in here, to this bit on the bed, or use the one here, disguised in this part of the light…

You look surprised.

No, it’s not the only one. There’s a system of them in each room. I do enjoy a bit of hidden multifunctionality in any place it might be needed… Also, it’s just so amusing when guests are here and they have no idea about any of it.

Like the coffee table, and the fresh upholstery on my couch… each is for so much more than decoration… yet, they blend in expertly, exactly as they were designed to.

Yeah, some of them are actually designed for those purposes, other things I just found work. I know some local artists and designers around here who are also in the lifestyle. It certainly helps to know who you know, you know?

I said that too many times, it sounds weird now… but yeah, a lot of folks who know what they’re doing with a saw or a drill or a welder, and they’ll make you what you need if you know how to ask.

Yeah, more than a little experience is right, I suppose… I wouldn’t have planned my place like this if I wasn’t committed.

I know what I like, what I need… and how I like to share it. My home is an extension of that knowledge.

Do I use it all? Of course, I do. I mean, I plan to, if I haven’t already. Unless something is decorative, then it’s something I use. I like variety, which is why there are so many… but nothing you see here is just for show.

The stuff out, in pride of place on the wall there… those are my favorites.

Yeah, exactly. While some things might need a time and a place, or a specific mood… others are timeless… they simply need imagination and a willing participant.

I’ve heard that before, and I don’t agree. We all have our limits and it’s about finding them, and, where desired, pushing them to their absolute max.

Zeroing in on those telltale reactions, the stuff no one notices… but the secret signs that unlock the next step… the best level. That is what I live for.

Very good, that’s it exactly. It’s all about paying attention, learning from each movement, and making use of every detail you learn…

It’s not about force… even when it’s very much about power.

This kind of power though… it’s like a dance. It takes finesse and imagination, far more than any brute strength.

You’re exactly right… no two are ever the same. You have to be adaptable, and even then sometimes the same person won’t react the same way twice.

There’s lots of different ways to communicate, and sometimes we do it without meaning to…

And it’s that second, unintended communication, that I listen to the closest. Is that the kind of clarity in my position you were looking for, or is there something else?

Something else then? What is it that you’re hoping to learn? If all of this… and all this… don’t convince you, what will?

Oh, you’re a feisty one, aren’t you? Hmm? You don’t think I could tame you, hm?

That sounds like a challenge. Are you suggesting we find out?

Hmmm, no, I don’t think you sound too sure… and I require complete certainty. Maybe another time, then? Maybe you’re just not as tough as you thought…

Hm, I’m not sure… and we can’t have anything happen if we’re not both completely sure. It wouldn’t be safe for a start, and safety and comfort are key.

But that’s okay, if it’s something you really want I’m sure we can arrange something another time.

We can relax, keep chatting, maybe have another drink… or, oh! Actually I’ve got some great coffee, from the new roastery at the corner…

Oh, you don’t want coffee? You want something… more?

Well, sweetheart, you need to be completely sure.

If you have any doubts, it’s perfectly fine, we can stop this here and I’ll make you a coffee, cozy up on the couch…

Yeah, of course. Your answer here doesn’t mean you have to leave, okay? I really do mean it when I say we can relax, have a drink or some coffee. I like you. And we can take it slow if you—

Okay. No going slow. Copy that.

And obviously we can stop at any time, starting something doesn’t mean it can’t end whenever you want.

Well it’s always good to check and… it seems like maybe you’re toying with me? Making sure I mean what I say… and that I can say what I mean. Does that seem about right to you?

Are you… challenging me?

Hmm, okay, you’re so sure of yourself, so confident… so different from before. It’s almost like that whole wide-eyed innocent thing was just a mask for… something much more fun. Am I reading this right?

Yeah. That’s what I thought.

Now, why don’t we try it this way. You ask… or tell me… exactly what you want tonight, and I will give it to you.

Yeah. I know you want it. So just… ask. Come on. You can do it. Be good for me and… beg for it.

Oh, you are something else, aren’t you? I’m going to have my hands full here, I can tell.

Come here.

What was that?

Oh such a brat, aren’t you, sweetheart? But don’t worry… if there’s one thing I love more than a whimpering, needy mess in front of me… it’s reclaiming control over a fucking brat like you.

Mhm, it is absolutely a fact. One I think I can start illustrating with… hmm, yes…

These… they’re my favorite cuffs. Would you like to feel the leather? Here, I’ll stroke them along your cheek… aren’t they nice?

So soft, supple and delicately crafted, but more than capable of containing you.

Now, doesn’t that feel better? Those pretty little hands bound behind your back… one less thing you can use to sass me with, hm?

That’s it, when I have your hands like this, it gives me more control… more power to just… delicately maneuver you until…

Ah, yes, there we go… look at that sweet little ass bent over the end of my bed. What a sight.

Now that I've got you here… held in place, nowhere else to go, nothing else you need to be doing... just think about my hand running up your leg… slowly pulling your dress up…

How’s this? Do you like it when I palm your ass like this? Mmm, such a good handful…

You’ve got a great ass… for a brat… but brats need regular, firm, reminders, don’t they?

Ah, ah… don’t nod. Use your words, or you’ll get nothing, sweetheart.

How does that feel? Do you like the sound of my hand against your ass when I spank you like that?

Hm, I’d say you do. When I run my fingers here, over this soft fabric and softer skin… I can feel…

Oh, sweetheart, are your panties already all wet for me?

Such a desperate little thing, playing at the brat but already soaking your panties… and here I thought you’d make me work for it.

But no, here I am, teasing your desperate little pussy through these panties that are so wet they might as well not be here… in fact, I think I’ll remove them…

Such a smart mouth, hm? You sure do have a lot of sass for a slutty girl bent over my bed, wearing my cuffs like this? On a second date, too… how needy can you get?

Maybe with that smart mouth, you want me to stop. What do you think, sweetheart? Should I stop teasing your pussy with my fingers like this?

Hmm? Oh, you’ll have to do better than that.

I can’t quite hear you. Speak up or you might miss out… maybe you don’t want me to rub your clit like this…

Oh, such a needy little sound. You liked that, didn’t you? Desperate girl…

Oh, you didn’t? Hm, could have fooled me… oh, that’s not what you want is it? Then tell me, what is it that you want, since you think you’re in charge tonight?

You think I should lick it, hm? And what makes you think you’ve earned that? That you deserve to feel my tongue on your needy pussy at all, much less right now?

Hm… I don’t know… I think you need to earn it. I think a brat like you can do so much better. Try again.

Is that all you’ve got? Pathetic.

Oh come on, sweetheart you can do better than that. Again. Ah, yes… there we go, that’s much better, much clearer.

Spread your legs and don’t fucking move.

Mmm, I do love the feel of a bratty pussy on my tongue as I… lick and flick and tease…

Ah ah, stay still now, don’t move. What did I tell you?

That’s better, isn’t it? Ah, very good. Be still and let me enjoy my pussy, then.

Yes, doesn’t that feel good, the way my tongue moves…

You fucking love it don’t you? You want to grind against my tongue… but don’t.

You can moan, yes, thank you for asking. What a good girl.

But no, you will not move… and you certainly can not cum… not when there’s still so much I want to do with you… to you.

But before we try any of those things, is there something else you’d like? I believe you were asking for…

Ah, that’s it… you want to feel my cock hm? You want me to fill you up with this hard dick? This one?

That’s right, turn your head, watch me stroke myself… you want this cock? Then fucking beg for it.

There’s not a thing you can do right now, is there? Your hands bound, bent over my bed… ordered not to move…

You just have to watch me play with myself, your needy and neglected pussy weeping for the cock she’s not getting, hm?

Ohhh, poor little brat… should have used your manners, hm? Should have asked nicely.

Hm, what’s that? You want to try again?

Mmm, fuck, I don’t know, my hand feels pretty fucking good… I could just make you watch me… cum all over your pretty face and deny you… deny you my cock, deny you your orgasm… what do you think?

No? You want more? Do you think you deserve more after the way you’ve run that pretty mouth?

Because I’m not so sure… I’m not so sure you’ve been good enough… obedient enough… I don’t know if you want this cock enough…

But I fucking want you, so do you know what’s going to happen next, pretty little slut?

Oh, you think you know, hm? You think you’re going to get to cum? No. Not yet, maybe not at all… I haven’t decided yet.

No. Right now… I’m going to fill that pretty little pussy with my cock…

Mmm, you feel that? Can you feel the head of my cock, right here?

Uh uh. Don’t you dare fucking move… I know it’s a tease, that’s the point. I know you are desperate to be full of me… a cockhungry little slut, aren’t you?

But this is not about you, sweetheart, so don’t you fucking move. I will take my time… rub… mmm, fuck, yeah… rub the head of my cock against your lips, like this…

Look at me, look how wet you’re getting my dick. So desperate, how pathetic.

I wonder what you’d do if…

Oh, do you like that, little slut? When I slap your swollen, slick pussy lips with my dick? Feels so fucking good… yeah, so good.

And I do love this peach of an ass… so… delectable. So responsive… especially when I…

Fuck yeah… Take it… Fucking take your spanking, and my cock… fucking take me…

Fuck. Yes.

Yeah, like that, you like that?

You like the feel of my cock filling you?

Let me hear you, tell me how good I make you feel…

Yeah, moan for me. That’s right.

Mmm, look at you… not so sure of yourself now, are you? Bent over my bed, bound and being fucked… so desperate…

Oh, fuck, yeah… your desperate wet pussy… feels so good. So wet, such filthy sounds as I fuck you.

Fuck, yeah… tell me how good I feel again. Yes, fuck… the way you beg is so fucking perfect, can you hear yourself?

Aw, are you trying to rock your hips? So needy for more that you’ve forgotten your orders, little brat?

Hmm, no, I did say that. I did say to hold still. But I think it’s sweet, the way you’re humping the mattress, rocking your hips to try to take more of my cock. Do it again.

Mm, the way you moan… so fucking good. So desperate for my dick, you can’t stop yourself can you?

Do you like that? Come on, let me hear you… I can’t fucking hear you…

Or, do you want me to… stop?

Oh, no? You don’t want me to stop? Then fucking beg for me.

Mm, such sweet words… louder. I want to fucking feel your begging…

Mmm, fuck, yeah, grip my cock… so hot, you’re so fucking hot when you beg me to fuck you.

Spread your legs, further… more… yeah, just like that… fuck yeah…

Mmm, you like it when I hold your restraints? Use them to fuck you harder, faster… to use your sweet pussy for my own… mmm, fuck… pleasure?

Tell me, little brat… is this what you wanted? What you imagined?

When you were asking your questions… issuing your… oh, fuck, yeah… your challenges? Is this what you fucking wanted?

That’s it, say it again… you want me to touch your clit? To play with you and make you cum?

What was that?

Oh, you think so? You think you should be allowed to do it yourself? To play with your clit and make yourself cum?

How cute, that you think you have any power… that you think I care what you need. Not tonight… no, tonight I don’t care about your pleasure, little brat…

I only care about getting my dick wet and making you beg… you sound so sweet when you beg for me like this…

That’s it… like that, fuck yeah… so good.

Moaning like such a good little slut for me as I keep a tight grip on the cuffs that bind your wrists.

You like that? You like my power over you, when I hold your restraints like this and… mm, fuck, so good.

What a good little brat, breaking under my power… look at you now, hm? So obedient… begging for my dick, my mercy…

You fucking love it don’t you?

When I tug these cuffs, the way you moan… fuck, it makes me even harder…

What if I pull your hair, sweetheart? Wrap it around my fist and pull your hair while I fuck you?

Do you like that?

Fuck yeah, oh, I feel the way your pussy just tightened… you like it, don’t you? Fucking take me… like that, yes.

Aw, little brat, what was that? Some begging for… what is it you wanted?

Begging to cum are you? Begging to have your needy little clit teased and played with so you can cum all over my cock?

Who’s in charge, brat? Who decides when you cum?

That’s fucking right, I am…

You need me to rub your clit to cum? Is that what it takes for you to cum all over my cock, to finally fucking break you?

Mmm, like this? Do you like it when I rub you like this? Tapping your clit in time with my… fuck, yes… my thrusts?

That’s it, fucking writhe on the bed… try to get what you need while you take my dick… come on, don’t stop…. Let me hear you, those sweet moans…

Such a pretty pussy… so messy, so wet… how pathetic…

Can you hear yourself moaning while I stroke your clit?

Fuck, oh fuck, I can feel you… I can feel your pussy… you’re close, aren’t you? You want to cum?

I fucking bet you do… and you will, but not until I say…

Fuck, oh fuck, yes, do that again… fuck, such a sweet pussy… So good when you beg… like that.

No, not fucking yet. You cannot cum yet… I, fuck… oh fuck…

Not yet… not yet, fuck no…

You do as I fucking say…

Fuck, your pussy feels so good…

You want to cum, little slut?

Then you’ll cum with me… when I say… and only when I say.

Oh fuck yes, oh my, oh fuck.

Cum, cum all over my cock… fucking cum, now.

So good at following orders… so obedient…

And such sweet moans…

Breathe with me…

That was intense, hm? You doing alright?

Yeah, of course, let me undo these restraints, okay? Hold still…

There we go, all free… how’s it feel? Do you need anything?

Good, but if that changes, you just let me know okay?

Hey, no no… don’t get up yet…

I know, I’m a rough Dom but a bit of a sucker for the aftercare. Have to make sure I look after the toys I enjoy, after all.

You really surprised me there…

Yeah, in all the best ways…

I’d forgotten how much fun brats can be.