A need, a longing, a hidden desire.

I stood there silently waiting Leisle decision, I knew what she wanted longed for, desired in her heart yet I could help her no more than I already had.

Her eyes down cast I lift her chin and hold her eyes with mine. Hr fingers toy with the buttons on her blouse and she struggles with the 1st one then on down her fingers awkwardly work till she slips one perfect bare shoulder free.

Slowly I lean forward, kiss her lips fully, then light kisses trace the line of Leisle jaw, down her neck, to that bare shoulder, then slowly back , my tongue circling the shell of her ear as I tell he r how brave she is and how she please me.

Again I kiss Leisle full on the lips savor the taste of her sweet mouth then step back again and watch my eyes kind and encouraging.
 
I stand trembling as he touches my face,so gently, yet, like a knife. For it sends sharp shivers through me, my nipples instantly erect, my legs weak. His mouth covers mine, and I am lost. No hope, no desire to turn away. It has been so long, too long since a man, a real man touched me. And even then....

But he steps back, watchign. It is hard but I contiue unbuttoning my blouse, my mind flashing back to the morning. Had I washed thoroughly? groomed well?
How stupid of me, yet how was I to know He would walk in.
St least my underthings were pretty. Light blue and lacey, my breasts cupped in satin and femininity. A small clasp in the front would release them.
Slim, and small. Obviously aroused. For a pink flush covered them, and the nipples showed sharply as I dropped the blouse. then slid the skirt down.
The thong matched, though the garter was white. Having broken the clasp on the blue one. I cursed inwardly. Blushing. Lucky it didn't look too bad.
Then stepped out of the skirt, laying it too on the chair.
Did he want more? Meeting his eyes slowly.
 
My eyes smile as Leisle trembling fingers continue to open her blouse then slide it from her body, she distracts her mind, neatly folding her blouse, placing it on the chair Soon her skirt follows and Leisle stands there , shy, eyes cast down demurely. Her breasts heave in short rapid breaths, clad only in her, lacey blue bar , thong, white garter belt hose and shoes. Her beauty fills my senses, I smile my hands lovingly cup her breasts, my thumb massaging her taunt nipples through the lacey material.

” Leisle you are beautiful, your body so supple, and exciting to me.”

A kiss brushes her lips barely touching hers, hands tenderly , gently start to explore her body, light air touches , feathery kisses that work down her long neck to its hollow, then down to the soft firm rise of her breasts, a kiss in the sweet valley between them a lick that follows their curving contour.

I step back gain and smile.

“Please continue Leisle.”

My voice soft, inviting, encouraging her to continue her sow surrender.

“You please me more than words can tell.”
 
I stand, though how I do not know, for his touch. Oh mercy I long to cry out. To give in.
His tongue, his lips, sliding down my neck. Yes, yes. But he only kisses between my breasts. Longing to pull him to me, make him make love to me. To hell with submission, I want him.

Biting my lips, almost in tears with my sudden need. No, not sudden, for I have long needed this, him. Waited years, eternity it seemed for him to come through that door. My knight statue flashed through my mind, and I flushed.
Was he my knight? Or was this a game?

” Leisle you are beautiful, your body so supple, and exciting to me.”
B lushing more and more I ducked my head, but felt him lift it again, meeting his eyes. So calm, cool, glittering with his arousal. No, this was not a game for him either.
Stepping back to watch more, I knew. Yes, what he wanted. I must strip completely, be nude before him.


“Please continue Leisle.”

On their own accord my hands undid the hooks of my garter, slowly unrolling one and then the other, making sure he got a good view as I twisted and turned. The stockings tucked into each shoe, my legs bare, now my bra. Only turning slightly, feeling my nudity suddenly. How could I be doing this? in front of someone I did not know. Almost reaching for my blouse. But his hand on my shoulder stopped me.

“You please me more than words can tell.”

I knew my lips were trembling, as I bit them to stillness. My body chilled in the breeze, yet, heated from his gaze, and my inner fire. Swallowing hard I bent down and off slipped the thin thong. Tossing it aside. SDhould I drop to my knees?
Yes, I had seen those things on the internet. Followed them, looked, wandered. Wondered if that was what I wanted. But they had seemed hollow, empty. Not like this. I met his eyes again, and knew.
Bravely I stepped towards him, and held out my hands, palm up, shivering with nervousness, yet, knowing I was safe.
 
I watch the confusion doubt in Leisle’s I can almost here her thoughts.



Who is he…… What am I doing……… Is this some sick game for him” My words encourage her as do my eyes.

God I want to take her right now, but I wait. Leisle needs to do this, surrender her will, and take these steps. I grow harder by the second as she removes her garter belt, Leisle hands, the way they caress her legs as she removes her hose, the shy way each stocking is place in her shoes, my lord the way she slips out of her thong sliding it don over her hips then stepping out of them to stand naked, vulnerable before me.

Leisle Hesitates a moment , lost in thought, then bravely she steps towards me, hands held out my, palm up, shivering with nervousness, and her eyes shining with trust. I place my hands on hers palm down, my fingers curl around hers as I accept her. Draw her to me. Our lips, meet, barely brush, my tongue, slides across her moist full lips inviting her to come sample my mouth, even as I demand entrance into hers.
 
I can only lean into him, his mouth, his kiss, his will. Mine in a pile on the chair, with my clothes.
Our tongues meet, and I moan. My eyes close, then open, wanting to see his. Inches away, so blue, so sure, so true.
Our hands still touching, then his slide up my arms, every inch of me tingling as he warms me, chills me. Another moan as he pulls away. A whimper.
A finger on my lips. Eyes meeting again and I am silenced, though my soul cries out to his, and his answers. Always the agressor, I find myself a child here, led by him.
 
I pause for a moment then smile at her my hands cup then caress her breasts my thumbs rolls her nipples slowly to life . I speak of the beauty of her body, how supple, soft and exciting it is to me my hands lovingly wander over her getting to know her feel, the little places where a gasp escapes where pleasure is born.

“Leisle you may disrobe me now, for soon I will desire to make love to you”

I guide Leisle hands to my belt lift her chin then kiss her long and deep and hard. Our kiss broken again I ask;

“Leisle Tell me what you want,……What you desire?............There will be no secerts between us Leisle.”
 
We stand for eternity, our eyes locked, his words speak of my beauty, my loveliness. As do his eyes.
Beautiful and sensual. he finds me so. Unable to respond except by pushign up against his hand as it cups my breast. crying out as he rolls the nipple between his fingers. Instantly wetter.


“Leisle you may disrobe me now, for soon I will desire to make love to you”

His hands move mine to his belt. I grasp the ends as if a lifeline. Fumbling with them.

“Leisle Tell me what you want,……What you desire?............There will be no secerts between us Leisle.”

No secrets? None? But why?
Again his hand cups me and I can no longer sta silent. A low moan as I shiver. Slowly undoing his belt, each inch of his zipper taking an eon. untucking his shirt, freeing it from the waistband. Unbuttoning one, then another, and another. His hands, his eyes all the while roaming. What did I desire? Slipping it off his shoulders, kissing each one as they wre bared.

"I desire freedom. Freedom to enjoy the sensations you are giving me, the freedom from choosing, from control. please. You spoke of submission. Take it, take my control and let me be free to enjoy my senses. Fully, if only for this once."
 
Leisle is as Shy as a young school girl her hands almost trembling as she follows my command then in a small almost child like voice she speaks.

"I desire freedom. Freedom to enjoy the sensations you are giving me, the freedom from choosing, from control. please. You spoke of submission. Take it, take my control and let me be free to enjoy my senses. Fully, if only for this once."

I smile at Leisle my heart light as she takes this step, I sweep her off her feet, cradle her close to me and carrier her up stairs to my room. It is a plain room, the dresser, and night stand old, made of oak, as is the bed, and again the bookcases.

I lay her on my bed then parting her legs, I kiss her inner thighs the lower my head to claim her sweet flowing nectar, to tease and stimulate her clitoris, then my tongues stabs into Leisle tasting and teasing. My hands caress her breasts and nipples squeezing them and gently pinching them between thumb and finger.
 
Literally he sweeps me off my feet. Carrying me up stairs and into a room. My arms wrapped around his neck, and my head cradled on him.
So gently, as if afraid I would break he lays me down, admiring my form as I stretch out. His bed. I can smell him in the pillows. Crawling onto it with me, parting my legs.
Kissing me, oh god. His tongue. Crying out as he parts my thighs and lowers his head. The heat of his motuh almost making me cum. Then his hands on my belly, holding me down as I squirm and writhe. On my breasts. Has he a million hands? My nipples respond as he twists and tugs. A slight pain, but each tug sweeter and deeper. Twining my fingers into his hair I cry out, arching up into his mouth, so ready to cum. So easily willing to give in.
 
Leisle withers and moan under my mouth and hands, her need for release is great.
My hands intensify there assault of her breasts, her taunt nipples, and my mouth feast on her sweet nectar. A hand leaves Leisle breast, two fingers knitted together slip into to her moist vagina to find that soft spongy spot, the flutter ore it teasing and massaging it.

My mouth now fully claims her clit, suckling it, coaxing the hooded bud out and between my lips. I lick suckle and nip at it, inhaling deeply I draw a cool stream of air across its feverous surface.
 
His fingers fill me, twisting within me, suddenly I am cumming. Crying out, hands release from his hair and grip at the blankets. Writhing out of control as he draws it from me. Arching up till he holds me to him. Over and over. Overcome by the need, the power of the orgasm.
 
My face and hands are bathed in Leisle sweet nectar, I greedily lap it up, slowly I lift my mouth from her as those two fingers continue to stimulate and please Leisle, as they coax yet another orgasm from her. Our eyes meet and I smile.

“Leisle you taste so sweet, your taste please me.”

Slowly I roll to her side, lay upon my back, on hand toys with her nipple the other plays along her labia, moist with her sweet nectar.

“Leis, Mount Me for I wish to have you now.”
 
again he draws from e more passion then i ever thought. My body torn from it's morrings and cast into his sea. I blush at his words, and close my eyes from his gaze.
And then he turns, his hands still playing over me, taunting me. For though I cum, I am still in need. To be fiilled, wth him.
To pleasure him.

“Leis, Mount Me for I wish to have you now.”
I move, my legs shakey and my heart racing. Yes, this, this is what I need. I sraddle him, kissing his neck, chest. Tonguing each nipple. feeling his hardness against my belly. Almost in tears at his beauty. His warmth filling me.
Letting my hair trail along tickling. I pause above him, a hand guiding him to me. Feeling the tip touching, ready to explode again as I feel the need increase.

'And what if I don't?" The teasing words slip before I think.
 
Leisle moves, her legs shake, I feel her heart pounding. He fingers lightly grazing each nipple. My hard-on pressed against Leisle’s belly. Leisle’s hair trail along my chest tickling. She hesitates, pauses, above me, her hand guides me to her. the tip of my cock touching, ready to explode, just grazing those moist silken roes pedal lips. again as I feel the need increase.

'And what if I don't?" The teasing words slip from her lips.

I smile up at her, realizing she is new to the world of submission, I am patient my words soft and gentle. It is your choice to submit to my will, to do as you are instructed my dear. If you do not want to then you must leave never to return. I n the further you would be punished. But it is always your decision to submit. You are free to leave at any time dearest Leisle but if you do as I said you may never return. I trust you to do as you are told, you trust me to fulfill your needs.

My words are gentle, my eyes kind but my tone leaves no doubt but that I am very serious.
 
"No, please." Falling onto him, kissing and touching. Wanting to cry and be held.

"I was teasing. Please. Don't make me leave." Nuzzling and licking his neck.
Sitting back up and seeing the firmness in his eyes. Straddling him again, again that tiny touch at the entrance of my pussy. She is swet and swollen, for so aroused. Needing, craving him to fill me. Raising up, unable to unlock my eyes from his. Hands on his chest.
And sinking. Biting my lip as he stretches me. Stopping halfway, up, and then down again. Moaning as i am filled.
Pelvis to pelvis. Sitting there. No motion as we pause.
Then slowly I start to rise, like the waves on the ocean. Over an over. Wanting to go faster yet held in slow motion.
 
“Leisle your are like a little kitten playful but new to this world.”

I smile at her my hands on her hips, my knees come up to support her back.

“I think that I shall call you “Kitten” would you like that?

I slower down her rapid thrusting and slip a hand between us and rub her blood engorged clit, stimulating it as Leisle is forced to slow down.

Relax Kitten enjoy. I arch m y pelvis up to me her thrusts.

“Now isn’t this better”Dear”?
 
Kitten? Yes......

I felt like one, wating to be wild and crazy, and curl up and purr all at the same time. Running my hands down his body, lightly letting my nails scratch. Grinding into him, pulling away. My hair tickling my back, his fingers playing with my clit.
All one sensation. Alive.

I let my hands slide up my belly, cupping my own breasts, tweaking at the nipples, gently, then harder. I was riding the edge of an orgasm, his fingers slowing just at the critical moment. realeasing one nipple I tried pushing hishand away, to play myself. A sharp slap on the hand stilled me. Meeting his eyes.
 
I watch as Leisle hands play over her body, the way she throws back her head in ecstasy, she , tweaks and pulls at her own nipples on the very edge of orgasm

“Kitten I did not tell you could pleasure your self…….now did i?”

The slap was sharp my words pointed, then my eyes soft and gentle, my voice softens.

“Dear Kitten do not be in such a hurry, trust me, and let the pleasure build slowly. I promises when the time is right you’ll be pleased.”

So again and again I bring Leisle to the brink, the very edge of fulfillment only to ease her back again. I let her anticipation build then as she expects once more for me to draw her back I increase the tempo thrusting deeply into her till she orgasms , then I wring three more from Leisle till I at last come deep with in her..
 
I collapse as he sudderd beneath me, filling me with his treasure. His arms wrapping around me and holding me close. I feel his heart pounding, hear mine racing, my breathe, feel the breeze on the back of my legs. His mouth kissing me, all as if in a dream.

A wonderful dream. Unable to move to speak, curled upon him, still joined as he strokes my back, whispering to me. The words finally penetrating.
 
I speak of how Leisle has pleased me of her beauty. I hold her close to me as she lies upon my chest, my hands lightly play over her back stroke her silken hair. I praise her, the way she moves when we made love how her every move excited me..

We talk of little things my hand brush the swell of her breasts, the curve of her derrière. I keep her on the edge of passion, close to the edge of her desire.

“Leisle Take me into your mouth , make love to me with your sweet tongue and throat.”
 
His hands keep touching, stroking, making me afire over again.


“Leisle Take me into your mouth , make love to me with your sweet tongue and throat.”

I arch up and meet his mouth, tonguing him. But he does not respond. Our eyes meet, I see the firmness. He asked me somethign and i didn't do it. I see.
Wondering what he would really do if I didn't, if I lagged more. Kissing his throat, his ear. Licking at the skin, the sweat. My body rubbing against his.

Slowly moving down, but nuzzling and kissing as I went.
 
I watch as Leisle kisses me, my eyes are firm , gentle, yet commanding. There is a questioning there, a shadow passes, and I know she is about to test me. This moment is one that always makes me uncomfortable, but what I must do I do with love and respect.

Leisle kisses my throat, ear, licking at the skin, the sweat. Her body rubbing against,
slowly moving down, nuzzling, and kissing as goes.

I take her face tenderly in my hands, my eyes are sad, our gazed locked, my thumbs, gently rub her cheeks.

“This session is over Kitten, please get dressed and I’ll drive you home.”
.
 
We kiss and nuzzle, his hands taking my face and binging it to him. I meet his eyes, wanting more, filled with my desire and passion, awoken by him.

“This session is over Kitten, please get dressed and I’ll drive you home.”

Ice water dumped on me would have been warmer. I gasp, shaking my head. No. He is teasing, I lean in for a kiss. But he pulls away.

"No. What. What did I do? No, please, no." He is silent.

Session? This session was over? Is that all it had been? Tears started in my eyes, I fought them. Slipping from him, turning my back. Determined not to let him see.
I had thought wrong. Hadn't I? Had I been typically female and read more into this then he was offering. My clothes are only feet away, a few steps. But I cannot even stand. It will show my sorrow, my fear.

"Session?" The anger building, fighting through the rest. Giving me the strength to stand. In one stride I am scooping them up, pulling at them in my haste to be covered. But they are tangled and twisted into each other. Anger and hurt are all I feel now.

And bereft. How had I read him so wrong. I had thought he was kind and gentle, a man who wanted me, not just a plaything. I tear at them in my anger, eyes blurred with tears.
 
I see the shuttering of Leisle shoulders, and immediately know she has miss understood.

My arms warp around her I am pressed to her back my lips kiss her neck and I nuzzle her. She struggles a bit but I hold on tightly.

“Kitten my dear sweet kitten you do not understand love. A session is when we make love when I am dominate and you are submissive. I told you to do something and you wanted to see what would happen if you did not.”

I nibble her ear, and hold Leisle even closer.

“ I want you more than any woman I have known yet I must also educate you in this world you seek. This is not some game where I use you then discard you. It is based on trust., You trust me not to harm you, to meet your needs. I trust you to do as you are instructed.”

I turn Leisle to have me my voice is choked with emotion there is a shimmer in my eyes and a single tear slides down my cheek.

“I will be here4 any time you want to be with me but you must learn that this is not a game we are playing but a very serious relationship…………… The decision to start a session is yours but once started it is your responsibility to obey me. you can also end a session any time you want. This one is ended because you do not trust me to do as I ask.”

The 1st tear is followed by another.

“But this time together must be at an end till you can trust me.”
 
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