Dani4play

12/27/13

For those interested in following, a new beginner has entered into my field of play.  I found her on a vanilla site, but in phone conversation, she has potential to become very interesting and has initially accepted her role as newly becomming a submissive.  She claims to be thirty-four, 5'-5" and unhappily married for two years.  I met her in person three days ago during the Christmas shopping season at the mall.  She was the age and height stated, black hair and about 145 pounds.  Heavily chested and wearing a sheer top and thin form fitting stretch pants and typical fuck-me shoes.

I allowed her to vent frustrations about her near sexless marriage, once or twice per month, only on Saturday night and after playing poker, her husband would spend thirty seconds fucking her, no play, no excitement.  She developed an addiction to porn and an assortment of vibrators to compensate.  Unfortunately, the whole conversation was about her, and only her, very much like a six year-old child. For the first meeting, I allowed her to continue complaining, but my patience grew short, very short.

I asked her to go with me to my SUV parked in the mall parking lot, she smiled thinking maybe a quick fuck that she thought was typical.  I unlocked the doors, placed myself in the middle of the back seat and promptly pulled her across my lap and shut the door.   She asked in a panic, are you going to spank me?, wait, she said, you can have anything you want, just let me up. Does she really think it is going to be that easy? I removed my belt and secured her hands behind her back and told her not to speak until she was told to do so.  

Instead of spanking her into submission, I allowed her to feel for the first time, a submissive posture.  All the while, I explained my expectaions of her and that she will learn to grow into her new role.  I wanted to test her level of excitement.  Without hesitation, I pulled down her pants to her thighs, exposing her ass and and panties.  She still believed a spanking was in order,  I ripped each side of her panties and removed them.  She began to complain about her ruined panties, that now served as an instrument to muffle the complaints.  

01/02/14

Our first meeting ended with her in the backseat of my SUV, I released the belt and removed the panties from her mouth.  I told her to go home and think of her actions in the mall, most importantly, she should be reminded of my expectations of her.  We met again at a local coffee shop a few days after Christmas, this time there was a marked improvement in her actions.  Prior to our meeting she sent several pictures of herself in different attire asking me what she should wear, I simply stated that she should wear something that would unquestionably make me attracted to her.  

She worn a nice looking dress, casual but nice, short but not too short, it displayed her cleavage very well.  She sat next to me, this time quite, poised and with a nice smile.  She was nervous but playful during the first few minutes, constantly crossing and un-crossing her legs, and pulling down her dress to adjust its length, actions that I began to notice drawing attention from a man setting at a table across the patio.  She was paying no attention to his presence or his prying eyes.

I told her to stop adjusting her dress and allow it to ride-up her thigh and to uncross her legs and keep both feet on the ground.  As soon as she said it, she caught her self, "why". I will get better at this she said, as she placed both feet on the ground with her dress well up her thigh.  I told her that it was obvious to the entire world, how excited she was and that certainly she wanted me to touch and feel her level of excitement.   Oh yes, she said, can we go somewhere?   I told her we have several more learning obsticales to over come before we get to that point.  Now open your legs and part them slightly, her eyes opening wide at my direction but unquestionably she responded correctly.   Now she noticed the man, his eyes glued to her movements.  She whispered, he is looking at me, watching me and I do not have any panties on today.  

Ignore him, I want to talk about how often you are getting fucked.  Her eyes opened wide again, my husband was going to fuck me the other night shortly after our we first met at the mall but he didnt get the chance.  She went on to say, I enjoyed our first meeting so much, when he came in my bedroom late that night, I immediately took him in my mouth, thinking of you.  I had only done that a few times with him and didn't enjoy it, but this time it was different.  I am ashamed to say, but it went too far, I swear it was you filling my mouth, I found mysef moaning with contentment as he finished with me.  

I began by brushing her face and lips with my finger tips,  I said you have to earn rewards with me, I obtain no satisfaction by simply fucking you or filling your mouth with cum.