As you already know, I have a major kinky BDSM date fantasy.
Being that I am typically very dominant my fantasy of a kinky BDSM date involves being put in my place by another woman. I tend to like them androgynous or fairly masculine. Meeting Sir was a blessing and she made my dreams come true. I knew the moment I saw her that Sir was without a double “the one”. I had searched high & low for months, gone on a few outings with other women but it just didn’t feel right. They did not inspire me the way this particular lady has. I couldn’t wait to ask her feelings on kink and fetish. I was pleased to find out she was a Butch Daddy type who knew exactly what to do with a little blonde brat like me.
A friend told me about a mysterious lesbian leather bar in downtown Fort Lauderdale.
Would this be the exact setting I could meet another girl with the same kinky BDSM date dreams? Undoubtedly, right? I’m such a nerd that I called the bar to make sure I wasn’t being misled. The last thing I needed is to end up at another BBC gangbang! LOL! 😉 I was craving something different, outside of my usual. Needing someone else’s pussy shoved into my face and be told to lick like a puppy dog. The attention that only divine feminine energy could bring to the table. I wanted legs, tits, ass and a wet cunt to play with. To be fisted made my asshole and pussy cave so hungry! I have become completely obsessed with the idea. Now, it may become a reality.
I got dressed in hot pink latex mini dress, thigh highs, and matching pink heels. My hair pulled back into a slick tight ponytail. Nails and lipstick to match the same shade of as my dress and heels.
“THIS CLUB IS PACKED”, I thought to myself. Women everywhere, all sizes and shades. With any luck my kinky BDSM date would turn into a girl-on-girl amateur lesbian orgy!? I went straight to the bar and ordered myself a cocktail. I pulled out a cigarette but before I could light it Sir was standing there with her zippo extended out. “Beautiful women should never light their own cancer sticks”, she said with a laugh. I was instantly smitten. Sir lit me up, I took my first drag and felt her fingers tracing the lines of my hips. I got wet immediately. I also realized then that I had completely forgotten to wear panties.
Sir pulls me in close so that I could hear her over the loud house music. “Want to dance?”, she says with a smile. I see a fashionable gold tooth peeking out from her freshly glossed lips.
Before I could answer I was on the floor. We are dancing close and I am grinding on her crotch. I can’t help that alcohol and pot make me a little slutty. She tells me to open my mouth and Sir puts a capsule of MDSM on to my tongue. “I hope you can handle what I plan to give you tonight”, Sir hisses at me. Grinning wide and taking the time to touch every reachable part of my body while we move.
We are back at my apartment now and I am tied to the bed, spread eagle. I have a blindfold over my eyes. Sir is placing items from her bag on to my coffee table in my loft. I can somewhat make out what each item could be. The clear metallic thud of a buttplug, leather from a cat-of-nine-tails. Rope, and even more rope, starts to snake out of her leather briefcase. Then the noises become much less identifiable.
This makes me hungry as well as impatient. It feels like hours I have been here. Sir is making me wait. She knows what she is doing to me. I confessed this kinky BDSM date had been on my mind for weeks. She is building me up in a sick game of tease-and-denial. She walks over to the bed, drags her belt up my leg. It falls between my ass cheeks. Sir wants me to beg for the attention and I am happy to oblige.
“Please, please, please give me what I want. I promise to be a good girl. You know I how badly I need a kinky BDSM date with a butch like you.”
She smiles and begins going wide open with the spanking. I am in complete bliss! The rest of the evening is still unfolding. Call me to find out what happens next in my hot phone sex lesbian encounter 😉
