Will he be my Master

I’m sitting in a little upscale bar in the late afternoon. Excited and nervous. Tate and I have been talking for several months after we met online. We quickly learned that we want the same things but also wanted to talk before we met.

I’m dressed just as he requested, a tight, mid thigh length black skirt with a tight red camisole and my denim jacket, red boy short lace panties and no bra. Tate told me to wear my red jeweled butt plug and silver nipple clamps, they looked like a large bolt with four small screws to keep my nipples hard. “Make sure they’re good and tight, I want it to feel good but a bit of pain too”, he had told me.

Tate is a police officer, strong and fit, not in the obnoxious “I live at the gym” kind of way. He liked to run and box to keep himself in shape. He’s tall with short dark brown hair. We’ve shared so many pictures with each other. Both clothed and naked. My favorites are the ones right after we’ve cum.

I was to sit and wait with a glass of water. My phone tucked away in my purse. I wondered if he was late intentionally, or if something happened at work to keep him late. Suddenly I hear his voice. “ Please bring me a beer and a strawberry margarita for the lady and two menus”. Don’t look up, don’t look up I keep thinking to myself. I’m not supposed to look around until I have permission!!

The chair next to mine quietly pulls out and he sits next to me. He put his right index finger under my chin and lifts my face to his. He gives me a small peck of a kiss on my lips. I feel it, all the way down to my now very wet pussy. Those little red panties are soaked.

“I’m proud of you for waiting just as I told you to, I’ve been watching you”, he says quietly. “We can have a light dinner, I don’t want us to eat too much but we will need our energy tonight.”

“I want you to go to the restroom, remove your panties and bring them back to me.”, he says before I can say anything at all. I do as he says, quickly and without question. Walking back to the table, I know I’m wet, I can feel it on my thighs.

I’ve folded my panties nicely and hand them to him. He lifts them to his face and inhales. “Mmm, you’re very turned on.” “Yes Sir, I am. You do that to me.” I reply quietly. He moves his hand and places it on my leg and gently spreads my legs just enough that he can rub my inner thighs. He continues to touch me gently as we order our food. And just as the server walks away, his finger touches my pussy, making me gasp.

The restaurant is full, we’re sitting in a corner table, facing everyone. He continues rubbing my pussy, and clit while we talk and wait for our food. I know I’m close to cumming and just as we see our server coming to our table with our food, Tate whispers quietly in my ear “Fucking cum, right now.”

I can’t not cum, his demand makes my body shake, he’s got two fingers inside my soaking pussy. I hope it’s not obvious but the look on the servers face tells me he knows.

“That’s my good girl, Josie.” He says with a smile as he brings his fingers to his mouth.

We make small chit chat while we eat our food and drinks. As our meal is coming to an end, Tate looks me in the eyes and says “This is a first for both of us, we’ve talked a lot about what we want but neither of us have ever acted upon our desires. If something doesn’t feel right, if you need to stop or slow down, all you have to do is say your safe words. Tell me again, what are your safe words?”

“Porcupine if I am getting close and unicorn if I need to stop completely, Sir” I reply

“Good girl. Do you have any questions before we go to the party?”

“Party Sir? I thought, I thought…”

“We’ve been invited to a pool party. “

“I didn’t realize Sir, I didn’t bring my swimsuit.”

“Trust me?”

“Yes Sir, I do.” And I do trust him. I’ve shared my deepest thoughts, fears and desires with him over the last few months and he with me.

I’m confused as we wait for our Uber. We’ve been talking about our first scene for weeks. Pool party? He hasn’t been with anyone since his wife passed away suddenly 3 years ago and I haven’t been with anyone in 4 years. But he wants to go to a pool party? Our Uber shows up and we are on our way. Tate takes my hand gently in his and rubs his thumb around the palm of my hand. “Trust me.”, he reminds me.

After about 15 minutes, we arrive at a nice home by the lake. Other houses are near but spread out as well. “This is beautiful”, I comment. And it is, a light blue house with white trim and shutters, large trees around the property and a lake about 50 yards from the back of the house. We walk up to the front door and Tate opens the door without knocking. My nerves are going crazy.

“Ah, the guest of honor has arrived.”, a man that has to be Tate’s twin says with a smile. “Josie, I’m Travis and this is Jason, Eric, and Seth. Tate, it’s good to see you.”

Travis looks just like Tate except a bit longer, dark brown hair and a small scar on his chin. Jason is tall and lean, with strawberry blonde hair; Eric is shorter, maybe an inch taller than my 5’8”s, with black hair; Seth has long dark hair and a beard that goes down his chest. The five men stand there chit chatting a bit until Tate says that he’s feeling overdressed as his friends are in swim trunks and nothing else. Tate takes my hand and guides me away to a bedroom. The door clicks behind us as Tate grabs my waist and kisses me firmly, all passion and lust. As we kiss, he backs me to the bed and lays me down. “Don’t move” he says as he runs his hands over my body, down my chest, he flicks my clamp secured nipples hard, making me gasp. “Roll over, onto your hands and knees”, he growls at me. Quickly, I do as I’m told. Facing the wall, I can’t see what Tate is doing. He pulls me up so I am on my knees and he removes my jacket. He pushes me gently back to my previous position.

He is behind be, rubbing my ass, slowly lifting my skirt to expose my ass to him. When the skirt is around my waist, he says with authority, “Spread your legs.”

I do as I’m told and just as I’m in the correct position, he spanks me on my left butt cheek, then the right. My breathing is heavy with lust and anticipation. He stops and waits for a few seconds. The slaps my pussy, hard. I’m so close to cumming. I’m wet and needy. He pulls and pushes the butt plug some, then spanks me again, first on the left then the right. Juices are trickling down my leg. I’m anticipating another slap to my pussy but he enters me with force. “You may not cum, you will not cum until I say you can.”

“I’ll try Sir, oh please”, I beg. He’s pushing in and out of me with the speed of a race car. He grabs my hair in one hand and my right breast in the other. I’m trying so hard not to cum and just as I am about to lose control, “Cum, right now!”, Tate demands.

As my orgasm peaks, Tate cums hard inside me, emptying himself. He pulls out of me and pulls me to my feet. He lifts my camisole over my head and removes my skirt. I’m standing there naked in front of him, waiting. “Don’t move”, he says as he walks into the bathroom.

After a couple minutes, he comes back into the bedroom wearing only swim trunks. With a smile, he says “Let’s go join the guys.”

“But Sir, where is my bathing suit?”, I ask nervously.

“ Trust me, sweet Josie.” And I think back to a conversation we had about him sharing me. I had agreed, as long as he was the only one that was calling the shots and everyone was clean.

“Oh, oh yes Sir”, I said with a bit of fear and a bit of excitement. This was my fantasy, Tate was giving me one of my fantasies.

“Let’s go, and by the way, I love that our combined cum is dripping down your legs. You will not be allowed to clean off any cum that is on you, or in you, until we are back at my place late, very late, tonight”, he says with a wicked smile.