The Fool
Last Tuesday morning I had a visitor. You know I’m sure I’d seen him before. Perhaps it was the other side of the river some years ago. Yes, I’m sure that this was the case but I’m not so sure that he remembered.
If he had never seen me before then how did he appear so familiar? The whole demeanour, voice and weak presence of this man appeared recognisable.
Was it the past or could it have been fragments of what was yet to unfold?
I led the way through the house and requested that he took his shoes off before we walked upstairs. As we entered the bedroom, I questioned him about what he was looking for and whereabouts he saw my advert. He pulled out a magazine and told to me that I could do anything I wanted to him.
A very daring man to say such a thing and request a meeting for 2 hours. Could you imagine what could happen in that sort of time? That is of course presuming that after two hours I would finish.
I required more information from this fool who had just offered himself to me. I slowly started to pull him into a false sense of security, asking him questions about what he enjoyed and what he had done before with other people. I needed to build up a picture of his experiences whilst at the same time allowing him to relax in his surroundings.
There was a video on in the background of myself and some other people having sex and I moved my hand over towards his trousers and up towards his crotch. His dick was still limp but leaking his juices. He apologised about the size of his cock and I told him not to worry. He didn’t have any use for it and that it would not be a problem. He would enjoy everything put to him once we had finished the session but perhaps during that time certain things would be questioned.
So in a soft voice, a pair of black boots, stockings, suspenders, lace knickers, short leather skirt and a mesh see through top, I placed on his wrists a pair of leather cuffs. On his neck I chose a much stronger leather collar. The type that you’d put on a big fat dog!
Once he was collared and cuffed the atmosphere in the room changed. I was fed up of being all lovey dovey and decided that it was time to show this guy what he’d really came for.
I ordered the man to kneel before me whilst I peeled off my skirt, allowing it to slip off onto the floor. My knickers slowly slid down my legs revealing my erect cock.
He was not allowed to do anything other than I was to order him to do. He was now my pleasure toy which I would experiment with.
If he had never seen me before then how did he appear so familiar? The whole demeanour, voice and weak presence of this man appeared recognisable.
Was it the past or could it have been fragments of what was yet to unfold?
I led the way through the house and requested that he took his shoes off before we walked upstairs. As we entered the bedroom, I questioned him about what he was looking for and whereabouts he saw my advert. He pulled out a magazine and told to me that I could do anything I wanted to him.
A very daring man to say such a thing and request a meeting for 2 hours. Could you imagine what could happen in that sort of time? That is of course presuming that after two hours I would finish.
I required more information from this fool who had just offered himself to me. I slowly started to pull him into a false sense of security, asking him questions about what he enjoyed and what he had done before with other people. I needed to build up a picture of his experiences whilst at the same time allowing him to relax in his surroundings.
There was a video on in the background of myself and some other people having sex and I moved my hand over towards his trousers and up towards his crotch. His dick was still limp but leaking his juices. He apologised about the size of his cock and I told him not to worry. He didn’t have any use for it and that it would not be a problem. He would enjoy everything put to him once we had finished the session but perhaps during that time certain things would be questioned.
So in a soft voice, a pair of black boots, stockings, suspenders, lace knickers, short leather skirt and a mesh see through top, I placed on his wrists a pair of leather cuffs. On his neck I chose a much stronger leather collar. The type that you’d put on a big fat dog!
Once he was collared and cuffed the atmosphere in the room changed. I was fed up of being all lovey dovey and decided that it was time to show this guy what he’d really came for.
I ordered the man to kneel before me whilst I peeled off my skirt, allowing it to slip off onto the floor. My knickers slowly slid down my legs revealing my erect cock.
He was not allowed to do anything other than I was to order him to do. He was now my pleasure toy which I would experiment with.
11 years ago
