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I pull into my lunch dates driveway and turned off the car. I sit for a moment listening to the ticking sound of the hot exhaust and engine’s metal expanding and contacting. It is peaceful as I listen to the soft outside sounds despite my anticipation to see her. I take a few deep breaths to maintain my composure before getting out and heading to the door. I am hungry for lunch and starved for her. I knock on the door and wait for a response. She is prompt and always waits near the door for me to arrive. She pulls the door open standing behind it and flashes a glance at me before quickly lowering her eyes. I allow that brief exchange because I love what I see in her eyes. They sparkle with an internal smile but she is obedient and doesn’t let her own excitement get the best of her. As I step inside, she closes the door and stands waiting behind me. Her hands softly touch my shoulders lightly massaging, questioning without words if it is alright. I shrugged my shoulders sliding my jacket off backward toward her. She hangs it and her hands quickly return softly to my shoulders and back. I remove my watch and empty my pockets onto the hall table beside the door and then pause, waiting for her. She steps around in front of me and for the first time comes completely into view. My pulse pounds with the excitement of seeing her. I silently take a very deep breath. I would never let her see that. She is wearing only panties and a bra and fills both very nicely. I admire and love her soft feminine curves. I am compelled to look from her bottom down her smooth sexy legs to her small feet and perfectly painted toes. My eyes follow those curves back to her raven colored tussled hair when “it” Escort Yeşilköy caught my eye. Against all that softness and the warm tones of her skin was her steel collar and chrome chain leash dangling from it hanging nearly to the floor. I was lost in her briefly but was brought back to reality when I realized my entire body was throbbing and longing for her. I felt slightly out of control, the power of her presence and my desire for her was overwhelming to me. I look to her still down cast eyes as I take her leash and pull her roughly down and toward me. I hear a nearly inaudible gasp escape her and know I have regained control of myself. “What… are you waiting for?” I demanded firmly but not angrily. “I’m sorry…right away” she said clearly and a little too loudly I pull harder jerking the leash and quickly pulling her in closer and bring my face near hers. I can smell her soft scent and it is intoxicating. I pause and take another deep breath inhaling as much of her as I can. The already awake animal in me has been made even more alert and is now hungry and pacing the inside of its cage. My lips were beside her ear and her hair is tickling my face when I whisper “Is that how you speak to me?” In her softest proper tone she whimpers “no…” I release the chain slowly and watched her face for sincerity. She stands up while still looking down, her feet together and her hands folded together in front of her. In the same proper soft quiet voice she says “I’m sorry.” I huff a non-verbal acknowledgment and she takes my wrist gently and undoes the buttons on my sleeve and rolls it once and then does the other. Her hands slide up my stomach and across my chest where she undoes Yeşilyurt escort the top button at my collar. Slowly they trace their way back down my body until her hands are folded in front of her again. She turns around facing the wall leaning her cheek and ample chest against it arching her back, making her bum available. I run my hand over it smoothly and considered how she would pay for that mistake. I am distracted by her leash gently knocking against the wall as it swings from her neck. I touched the crop in the umbrella stand beside the table. My fingers traced its leather handle and I think of the sound of it slapping against the back of her uncovered thighs. My hand moves back to her bottom. I pinched it hard and see her suck her bottom lip between her teeth. I am settled I unclip the leash from her collar and take a step back. Her body is tense now with anticipation but she does not move, as I watch the side of her face I see her eye glance up at me momentarily. I whipped her once across her bum with the chrome chain of her leash. The chain slaps across and hits the side of her thigh incidentally and firmly enough to raise a welt almost instantly. My eyes never leave her face pressed against the wall and I see her bite down hard on her bottom lip. She gasps loudly when the chain strikes home. Her eyes welled slightly and she releases her bottom now quivering lip. I pause for a second still watching her face. She closes her eyes and single tear rolls down her cheek and her eye lids flutter. She sucks her bottom lip back in between her teeth and waits for me to decide if there would be another. I step toward her and rub the hardness in my pants against her bum in a Zeytinburnu escort bayan grinding motion. She pushes her panty covered bum back against my hips as I reattach the leash to her collar and she opens her eyes again. I lean in close and lick the single tear trail on her cheek now with a hand full of hair still grind against her ass. I touch the red spot on her thigh with my finger tips and fell the heat coming off it. At first touch she tries to pull away and I forgive her when after less than a split second she pushes it against my hand for comfort. I hear the car pull in the driveway. My breathe catches as it always does when he arrives. I look around quickly to make sure all is in place. I stay close to the door so as to be near him when he enters. The anticipation of seeing him makes me jittery; I try to calm my eagerness. After what seems like an eternity I hear the car door close and feel the butterflies move from my stomach to my loins. I have time for a couple deep breathes and he knocks. I can see his shape through the mostly closed blinds as he fills my doorway. I open the door and step behind it in one fluent movement. He enters and my hands instantly move to rub his strong shoulders. I hope my eagerness doesn’t offend him but I am helpless to stop myself, the need to touch him is so intense. He shrugs off his jacket and I hang it quickly so I can return to running my hands over his broad back. I admire his form as He takes off his watch and empties his pockets on the hall table beside the door. His slow deliberate movements, imposing size, everything about him screams confidence and masculinity. My anticipation builds and my knees become weak as I realize He has no intentions of eating the meal I have prepared first. I can see him wrestle with the animal within as I step before him and he sees me fully for the first time. I have dressed in what I know is his favorite of mine, black bra and panties.
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