Full Circle {Closed for PenIsMightier1}

[Stephanie4play]

My eyes opened on their own as pain seeped through my bones. I couldn't stop the shivering. My neck was stiff and hurt as I cried out for assistance. The door to the chamber was almost shut. the nearly soundproof room would muffle most of my feeble cries. I could not feel my hands anymore, and my knees were burning. If here was any part of me that was not in pain, I could not name it. This was not good pain, this was the leftover remains of abuse I told myself. Fuck. I knew better.

It had started out wonderfully, he was tall, dark, and handsome and he knew just what to say to gain my trust. I told him ahead of time that it was just one scene and not sexual. He agreed, and when he ripped my panties off I was so hot I was almost into it, but I had my limits and some new guy I'd never met was going to have to earn this girls treasures.

I would have given it to him so good to, but I knew better and called my safe word. Suddenly he turned into a complete ass, if not a rapist, shouting at me and even threatening me as if I could possibly do anything about it.

I guess he figured if it turned criminal he might lose too much, so instead of raping me he just tightened my bindings to the posts and left. After at least an hour bound, and after what I had to admit was an extremely intense S and M scene I had been so deep. It was beautiful until somewhere in the fog I felt my panties torn away and heard him telling me he was going to fuck me senseless. What a horrible way to come back to reality.

*I think I cried. I was extremely deep in what some call subspace and I never could handle coming back from that much pain without the care of my dominant. I couldn't even talk.

I looked around. I couldn't hold myself up any longer and *the weight of my body pressed against the leashed collar on my neck. Somebody would come soon. I had been a member of this club for years and I had friends. Somebody would find me and free me. I needed to get off my knees. I knew my neck would be bruised. I couldn't see or feel my hands and hoped the bindings on my wrists weren't too tight. I was naked and defensless. How many times had I begged for this?

I shivered hard sending spikes of pain through my head, neck, and my legs. I hope Jason never hears about his, he'll kill that prick, I thought. Jason, owner the club and had been a friend for years. Jason was going to kick my ass for letting a newcomer bind me.

I cried out again when I heard voices outside the chamber, "It's Harmony. Help me please." I cried as more shivers wracked my body and my emotions took control. More of my dark black hair fell over my face and brushed against the floor, taking what little vision I had away from me.

I heard the door open, and I couldn't even look up as a wave of embarrassment and anger washed over me in the form of yet more violent shivers.

"Please untie me." was all I could say.*

 

[PenIsMightier1]

I breathe in deeply as I pull up the zip along my thigh high boots, once again fully dressed; or as I grin to myself, as fully dressed as anyone else in the club. I turn round to the serene sleeping form of a cute blond girl, and pull the soft sheets over to cover her body, they were thin sheets, but she knew once she cooled down the post sex sweat that donned her skin would make her extremely cold and the sheets would prevent that. Then leaning over to kiss her on the forehead I lift myself off the bed and move to exit the room.

Before exiting, I take a look in the mirror; black thighs, skirt and corset contrasted my almost white blond hair. Still a little flushed, but that's ok, not many people will notice from a distance, and if they do they certainly won't judge me here. Smoothing down my hair, making sure that my braid is still in one piece I glance around the room to make sure I haven't missed anything before stalking out the room and closing the door gently behind me. Normally I wouldn't leave someone's side so soon after sex, but Alison's other playmate, Jason would be joining her soon; the owner of the club and a great guy, but just not my type.

Walking along the empty corridor, there is only the low level music playing in the corridor speakers. There are no other sounds to be heard, not that there are no sounds, but the rooms are very well sound proofed, I assume everyone is having fun doing whatever they are doing behind the closed doors...well almost all closed doors; a couple of doors down one of the doors is ajar and there is the sound of soft crying.

"It's Harmony. Please help me." A cry of pleading, it could just be some roleplay, that's the reason for safe words, but it sounded like an actual call for help, my curiosity gets the better of me and I walk softly over and peer inside.

The room is empty except for two posts between which a beautiful and very naked girl is supported, she's the one crying and I can feel my heart tightening; I look around the corridor again and there is no-one there, she has been left alone. Harmony, I thought I recognised that name, she was a regular here, though not someone she had played with before. I open the door and walk inside, looking her over; a lot taller than me and with hair almost the polar opposite to mine; however despite her beautiful naked body I also notice bruising around her wrists, and her hands are bluish around the fingertips. I gasp softly when I realise that she as just been abandoned her and walk over quickly to help her.

"Please untie." She manages to say softly, between deep breathes, trying to hold back her emotion, very badly.

"Ofcourse my girl, hold on." I take one wrist in my hand and undo the binding, luckily, not a key lock; almost instantly as I untie the first binding she falls to the ground but I catch her in my arms, feeling her warm soft skin against mine, but trying not to get distracted I reach over and undo the second, taking her both my arms and sitting down in the ground, sitting her in my lap, supporting her head. I look at her neck and see that the heavy collar around her neck has also started discolouring her skin; I undo the collar and let it fall off of her. I can almost hear the relief in her as she takes a deep breath.

"There you go." I say softly, stroking her hair gently, "I'm Persephone," It wasn't my real name, but in the club it was sort of my identity, most of the regulars could identify me with that name. "I'm a friend of Jason, what happened here hun?"

 

[Stephanie4play]

As the girl felt her bindings cut loose she'd prepared to hit the floor but instead she was braced by a soft body. There was a sharp mixture of relief and pain as she slowly tried to straighten her legs and then, looking at her hands she sighed in relief that they looked okay and rubbed them together trying to get the blood flowing again.*

She closed her eyes as the collar was removed and choked back a sob thinking that something she had so many times loved dearly could be the focus of hatred. She corrected herself promptly remembering that it was not the collar which caused this, it was the asshole that put her in it and her own stupidity for letting it happen.

She did not know who it was that she was leaning against but at the moment she did not care and curled herself up next to them rubbing her knees and ankles.

"What happened hun?" Came the question she didn't want to answer. She looked up to see who it was and it was a face she didn't recognize. That made it a little easier. "He got pissed off when I safed out and just left me. I told the asshole up front no sex." Harmony said. "I know better. You'd think by now that I wouldn't fall for a good looking, smooth talkers BS."

Persephone, she thought, I wonder of anybody here uses their real name. "Thank you Persephone." I said with a long sigh and without thinking rested my head against her. "I'm glad you showed up when you did, I think I was going to pass out again."

Another round of shivers passed over her as she began to come to her senses, and she realized she was cold and in the back of her mind all of her safety training told her she was probably in shock. She tried to stand herself up, but the blood had not fully returned to her feet and a rush of pain shot up through her ankles so she sat back down and looked at Persephone. She cracked a half smile and said, "And to think, I come here for fun."*

 

[PenIsMightier1]

I can feel my face darken as She reveals what happened, to get upset because you don't get what you want, even as a dom, was bad enough, to take it out on them and then leave them tied up was was just wrong; I made a mental note to make sure that I found out who did this and make sure he was punished. Harmony tried to stand up and then gave up and sat back down in my lap, wincing with pain, I wasn't very surprised, to leave these bruises she would have had to have been there a while. She began to shiver and it brought me back to paying attention to her nakedness, and despite the situation I was noticing how beautiful she was; I could feel my own nipples hardening with arousal as I thought about running my tongue down her body...No! I had to stop thinking like that right now.

"And to think, I came here to have fun." I nod in agreement, wrapping my arms around her and holding her close to try and keep her warm, there was nothing in here to keep her warm other than my own body, even what little clothes I had wouldn't keep her warm enough. I could take her to a nearby bedroom, but that will require more strength on her part, give her enough time to get some back and then get her to one.

"That's what you should have got, but some assholes only think about their own fun. Next time, find me, I promise I'll make sure you have fun." I try and give a roguish wink, trying to make her feel a bit better. We sat their for a few minutes, my hands rubbing her skin to keep her warm, her shivering lessening but still there.

"Are you ok to walk a little if I support you?" She nodded, but I think she was also trying to act better to impress me, but now was as good a time as any; I stand up and pick Harmony up, letting her use my shoulder as support as I guide her out the door to another room a couple of doors down the hallway, I check the lock and I smile, good, unoccupied.

This room is a lot warmer than the more barren torture room that I had found the girl in, walking her over to the bed and lying her down, pulling the sheets over her shivering body, sitting down and unzipping off my boots again, slipping into the bed with her, and pressing close to lend her my warmth.

"There we go, this should help you feel better."

 

[Stephanie4play]

"That's what you should have got, but some assholes only think about their own fun. Next time, find me, I promise I'll make sure you have fun." This woman said. Was she a Dom? I looked up at her as she spoke and she winked. If I had it in me I may have laughed. That was very Dom like.

Persephone sat with me for a few minutes and I had to be thankful. A little bit of kindness felt good at that moment.

The circulation was returning to my feet and I began to feel like I could stand up.

"Are you ok to walk a little if I support you?" She offered.

"Yes, I think I can walk now." As she helped me up, I found the pain lessened but still her help was much appreciated.

An unoccupied room was close and fortunately clean. I had no idea what time it was, but it had to be late and an unused room was therefore a luxury. I wasn't sure what this woman had in mind, but I followed along thankful for the help. She took me to the bed and I laid down. She began to undress and I almost protested but she only removed her boots and then laid down next to me.*

I realized she was trying to keep me warm and as uncomfortable as I was I snuggled in next to her. If I was dumb enough to let a stranger spank me and leave me literally tied to the whipping post, I might as well let a stranger help me when I needed it.

She cuddled in tight and spoke softly, "There we go, this should help you feel better." I couldn't help but be comforted by that and I just lay there until the stress began to drain from my body and the shock symptoms began to subside.

I started to drift off to sleep as I played over what had happened since Persephone found me. She had said she knew Jason. He would tell me if she was good people.

I looked up at her and spoke softly, not wanting to break the spell of peacefulness in the room. "Thank you Persephone. You said you know Jason right? Would you find him for me and tell him what happened? Tell him I need cloths please. I don't know where my cloths are." I fell silent for a moment. "And tell him it was my fault too. He'll hurt that guy if he catches him. Tell him I was a fool." I said as my voice started to quake and I fell silent.

After a moment I spoke again, "Maybe, just tell him I'm here. I can't ask more than you've already done for me. And thank you. That could have been pretty bad."

I turned over and buried my head in the cushions, wanting the darkness they provided.

**

 

[PenIsMightier1]

I watched as Harmony drifted off to sleep, although it seemed more like her body was so exhausted that it wouldn't let her stay conscious. She looked more peaceful now, the blankets of the bed wrapped around her cool alabaster skin. Feeling that she was able to stand being alone for a few minutes I crawled out of the bed, noticing that the room felt cooler after being so close to Harmony; without bothering to put on my boots again I tip toed out of the room, trying not to wake the slumbering girl, closing the door behind with a soft click.

Going back to the door that I had first come from, the small sign on the lock showed that it was being used, but I knew who was in there, and they knew me, now it would still be bad manners to intrude but this was important. The door swung inwards as I strode in, there was now a nude man lying on his back where the naked woman had been before, and she was now between his leg, her head bobbing up and down with eagerness. The man looked up at me and smiled, completely at ease.

"Lisa, how nice to see you. What brings you here?" He grinned as he said this, he knew that I didn't go for guys, so it was a joke between us that he would always try to get into my pants; but his grin faded when he saw that I didn't return it, "What's up?"

"There is a girl, Harmony," He nodded, he obviously knew her too, "In one of the rooms asleep at the moment. I found her suspended a while ago, abandoned; she had been there for a while. Apparently she was picked up by a guy who wanted to play with her, and then after she safed out and told him that she didn't want sex he ripped off all her clothes and left her there. She seems to think it was her fault."

"Do you know his name?"

"Not yet, but when I do I will tell you. I'm certainly not going to protect him." He grinned again, breathing in as the girl between his legs carried on with her ministrations. "In the meantime, she needs some new clothes until she can get some of her own." He nodded and pointed to a nearby cupboard. Inside it was a walk-in room filled with assorted shirts, pants and skirts. I picked out one shirt and looked at it, there was the name of the club on it; picking out a shirt, pants and a sweater, I left the room, giving and amiable nod to Jason.

I reentered the room where Harmony was sleeping, and piled the clothes at the foot of the bed, slipping back under the covers again with her, holding her close as she rested for a while, the club was going to be open for a long time so there was no need to rush and wake her up. I looked her over now as I waited, she seemed much more content, and her attractiveness shone through more now that she wasn't shivering or trying not to cry, I would love to help her regain her trust in the club again, and not have her pleasure ruined by an idiot who didn't know who to properly treat a submissive.

 

[Stephanie4play]

I awoke stiff and sore but otherwise feeling good. I remembered the lady who had helped me and realized she was still here, arms around me. I couldn't see her face, but her breathing was steady. I wasn't sure how to act, but I could only be grateful. I lay there quietly for a good while just feeling like a fool. Trust, the foundation of our lifestyle. I reminded myself that the trust must come first and the horny little masochist girl second.

I turned over carefully, unable to tell if Persephone was awake or simply resting. I sat up, the sheets slipping off of my chest. Embarrassment washed over me, a relatively irregular sensation. I did not know if I was being watched or not as I scooted toward the cloths at the edge of the bed and tried not to disturb my rescuer. I dressed slowly, thinking of ways to show my gratitude as I heard her stirring behind me.

I couldn't bring myself to look at her just yet. I did not know what to say and I know I was blushing. I pulled my hair back, braiding it quickly, nervously to the end though I had nothing to hold the braid in.*

I pondered my next move and decided the best option would be to leave the club quickly. Jason would call if Persephone told him anything. That was going to be a horrible conversation.

And what to do about her? I couldn't just leave without saying thank you, or could I.

I sat stone cold like a deer, motionless, trying not to be noticed as I heard more movement behind me and felt motion on the bed.

 

[PenIsMightier1]

I blinked my eyes, looking around in the darkness of the room, I can't believe I had fallen asleep, I must have been more tired than I had thought. I hugged my arms around Harmony only to find that she wasn't there, and I realised what had woken me up. She was sitting at the foot of the bed, fully clothed and braiding her her hair. I frowned as I knew that she had been trying to leave without waking me or without saying goodbye; my brain knew that after what she been through that this might happen, but I was disappointed nonetheless.

I shifted in the bed and she turned around, a look of surprise, shock and relief at the same time, she had wanted to leave without me knowing but she also seemed happy that I had caught her leaving, did she want me to stop her?

"Leaving so soon?" I asked demurely, propping myself up on my elbows, knowing that my corset gave off a nice view of my breasts, my eyes watching her, though now she was frozen stiff, trying not to move, "You know, I don't mind if you want to leave, but I would like to bring you back here again."

Sitting up in bed, I reached out and took her hand in mine and looked into her eyes, she was having trust issues at the moment, but how to get through that. An act of trust on my part; reaching out to my boots I reached inside where I kept some of my more important objects while I was at the club and unable to carry around a purse. I pulled out a pen and began writing my phone number on her wrist. I grinned to myself, it was such a high school thing to do, but I hoped she would realise the significance of it; letting it dry before slipping the sleeve over her arm again to keep her warm.

 

[Stephanie4play]

"Leaving so soon?" I heard. I turned around to find her looking at me. "You know, I don't mind if you want to leave, but I would like to bring you back here again."

She must be Dominant. She already has her sites on me, I thought. She was beautiful, no doubt, but would she exhibit that dominance that I desire so much, or would she just be another who just gets off on control and doesn't see how it goes both ways? Would she think it's just about abusing?

I sighed inside, realizing that i was just imposing every other asshole I'd met onto her. She had already been so kind to me, she deserved a fair chance. I had desired for so long to find a real Dominant who understood her role in a subs life, And the need that I have to feel the pressing controlling influence of another.

I answered, "I can't leave, I owe it to Jason to see him first. Thanks for the help Miss." I added the last to get a better confirmation of her role, hoping that she would confirm or deny.

She wrote her phone number *on my wrist, again such a dominating thing to do. I smiled and responded,"I can't think right now, but I will call you." I was unsure what to say next. "Do you know where Jason is, and, maybe what time it is? I don't even know how long I've been here."

I stood up and couldn't resist stretching. I must had slept a long time because I felt pretty good despite the soreness. So many times soreness like that had only been a reminder that I had pleased my Mistress and was the pleasurable focus of my day. Today it was bitter and unwelcome.

I looked at Persephone, her breasts pushed up and overflowing her corset. She was beautiful and very attractive. Her long blond hair flowed even it it's slept on condition. I realized again that I must look like shit and another wave of unfamiliar embarrassment washed over me.

 

[PenIsMightier1]

"Do you know where Jason is, and, maybe what time it is? I don't even know how long I've been here."

"He is just down the hall, room 214. Though you might want to knock first, he is a bit occupied at the moment. As for the time, I'm not too sure, but I think it's around 1am now, though I'm not incredibly sure how long we slept for." Harmony blushed as I saw her eyes flick down to my breasts, suppressing a smile of satisfaction.

I Lay back down on the bed, it was quite late, I should probably be going back to my place and sleep in my own bed, otherwise I would be too tired to go to work the next morning...maybe I could just sleep here and go to work dressed as I am now, wouldn't that be fun, watching as I walked in looking like a walking wet dream.

I sighed to myself and put my boots back on again. I looked up at Harmony again, she seemed to almost be waiting for something, like permission to leave.

"You might want to go ahead and talk to Jason now, otherwise he might be a bit upset at you interrupting him mid coitus."

 

[Stephanie4play]

I thanked Persephone and smiled inside at her subtle insistent directions. She definitely had a dominant attitude, but she could be a switch, something I never fully understood with the exception of Dominants who chose to be subs to learn what a sub feels and experiences. In my experience the best tops are those who have been on the bottom.

I walked out, unable to explain my reluctance to leave in any other terms than the fact that I really did not want to be alone.

I checked room 214 and found it empty. The bouncers pointed me to his residence. Hopefully he wasn't sleeping, but then he never was at night. I hit the elevator top floor button. There was only one thing on the third floor, and that was Jason.

Jason was home. I told him everything, and ended up in tears begging him not to do anything crazy, but in the end I knew Jason and the guy was in trouble. Jason let me shower and even called in his girl to massage out some of my pain. He seemed to take responsibility for the whole thing even though there was nothing he could have done to prevent it. That's why I knew the guy was not going to get away with it.

Jason sat in during the massage and we talked. We had done scenes together in past years, so there was nothing to hide, and he had already had me on occasion but he knew my preference these days was women and he had no need to be pushy. He even offered to have his girl service me but I was just not in the mood. The horny prick just wanted to watch anyway.

We talked at length about Persephone and although he smiled at the question, he would not reveal her real name. He told me that he knew her well and that he trusted her, that she was an experienced Dominant and a good friend. He also told me that He thought we may be a good match and that I ought to accept her offer.

It had been a while since I'd had a good Dominant take any real sense of possession of me, and I longed for it. My collar had been removed when my former Master moved out of state and I had felt naked ever since. Having been so thoroughly under his control for years, his departure left a void in me. Occasional scenes at the club, lovers outside of the lifestyle were not what i needed. If Jason thought Persephone was a good match, she was at least worth exploring. And if he trusted her, then I knew I could too, as I had remained under his protection ever since my Master had left me, and he had never let me down.

The next evening I called the number she had given me and sat nervously as it rang and then was answered. "Hello? Hi, this is Harmony, well, Elizabeth. I hope I am not disturbing you but, well... Could we meet for coffee or dinner or something?*

 

[PenIsMightier1]

I had left the room shortly after Harmony had left the room, but heading the opposite way I had gone downstairs, heading to the lockers and changing rooms, gathering up my valuables and putting on the long coat that would keep me warm and cover up what little clothes I had on until I got home again. It was becoming the very early morning now, so it was times like this that I was glad I only had a short journey home by car.

I collapsed into bed when I got home, sinking into my soft mattress, sighing happily as I did, my body was completely bare now, I generally never slept with my clothes on in bed, my hands reaching down between my legs, stroking the edges of my smooth pussy lips as images of the girl kneeling at my feet passed through my mind; it didn't take long before I brought myself to orgasm, breathing heavily before slipping into sleep.

I spent the next day looking over my drawing board, trying, but unsuccessfully, to concentrate on my work, errant thoughts continuing to cross my mind. It had been a while since I had last had a proper submissive, most of the girls I had met at the club wanted to simply play, have a night of passionate sex, which was good, but it didn't arouse me nearly as much as having a girl eagerly obeying me, letting me fulfill her need to serve.

Shortly after I got home again that evening my phone began to ring, I flipped it open, an unknown number, could it possibly be Harmony, it was a hopeful thought.

"Hello? Hi, this is Harmony, well, Elizabeth. I hope I am not disturbing you but, well... Could we meet for coffee or dinner or something?" I smiled to myself as I heard her talk, her voice filled with nervousness.

"Sure, why don't we meet for dinner on Friday, I'll book us a table. For eight? A restaurant called Echo. By the way, my name is Lisa"

 

[Stephanie4play]

"Sure, why don't we meet for dinner on Friday, I'll book us a table. For eight? A restaurant called Echo. By the way, my name is Lisa" I heard.

Lisa. I knew it. "Hi Lisa, nice to meet you. Please call me Lizzy. I know the place. I'll see you there at 8 then." I replied and hung up quickly as a wave of excitement washed over me.

The days passed slowly for me, as they always do when anticipation reigns over the circumstances. When the day arrived, I took my time, trying to remain relaxed, knowing that this woman like so many others may not be right. Jason however knew me well, and he had said he thought us a good match. The man had good judgment, that much I was sure of.

I took a long hot bath, sipping a glass of pinot noir and shaved my legs and my girl bits bare. Ever since my first master, this was a ritual for me, as he had insisted I treat his property with loving kindness and prepared myself well for him. The circumstances did not matter, this was routine.

I slipped into my lingerie, choosing black lace stockings and garter with a matching set of panties and lace extremely sexy looking bra. Over this I wore a blood red super tight, super skimpy evening dress that barely covered the tops of my stockings and a pair of deep red stilettos. I brushed my wavy black hair out and admired it as it flicked over the top of my bum in the mirror. As usual, I was light on the make-up but tonight I chose a suitably red lipstick. The entire ensemble contrasted sharply with my pale white skin.

I arrived at Echo 15 minutes early, again yielding to my training and took a seat at the bar while I awaited my beautiful rescuer and tried not to get my hopes up that she would be the caring and tender, yet strong and demanding Dominant I needed in my life. I ordered a glass of single malt and sipped at it slowly as the minutes ticked by like hours.

 

[PenIsMightier1]

Looking in the full length mirror, smoothing down my dress to make sure there weren't any creases in the dress, I looked myself over; braiding my hair, it was getting so long I noted proudly. I had applied just a hint of make-up, mostly just to accentuate my eyes, choosing a long tight gray dress that would match them; the dress had no back to it, and was very well scooped. It was impossible to wear a bra with this dress, but they still looked great in this dress. I had also gone with a pair of white lace panties and pair of grey pumps to match my dress. I had to admit I did look pretty good, and I wanted to tonight.

I got into my car, taking off my shoes for the drive, it was impossible to drive with heels on. Luckily it wasn't a very long drive to the restaurant; but while I drove my mind kept drifting to Harmony, well Lizzy, as much as I wanted to be able to take her and make her mine I didn't want to get my hopes up, she had a very bad experience and might just be wanting to thank me for helping her. Pulling up at the restaurant I donned my shoes again and walked in, informing the maitre'd that I was here, he informed me that the rest of the table was here already, pointing towards the bar.

My breath caught in my chest as I looked to the bar, she was here already and looked stunning, like a beacon as she sipped at her drink, I moved to the bar quietly, placing an amiable hand on her hip before taking a seat next to her, ordering a coke for myself, she was drinking whiskey and while I wanted to join her in that I didn't really drink, especially not when I had just driven here.

"I hope you haven't been waiting too long. You look great by the way." I took a sip of my drink. "I'm really glad you decided to accept my invitation to dinner."

 

[Stephanie4play]

Lizzy felt a touch on her hip, then heard a voice still unfamiliar to her. "I hope you haven't been waiting too long. You look great by the way."*

"Thank you." I replied.

"I'm really glad you decided to accept my invitation to dinner." Lisa continued.

I smiled and nodded, struggling to find my voice as I fought the urge to look over her gorgeous body in that form hugging dress. The grey dress made her eyes stand out and for a moment I was at a loss for words. I recovered and replied, "Me too." I paused for a moment to collect myself. "I'm sorry Lisa, I'm not usually so tongue tied, but thank you for the offer. I'm glad to have a chance to get to know who rescued me, since we've already slept together." I smiled.

"I don't really know what to say other than thank you. I was pretty scared until you showed up. Who knows how bad it would have been if you hadn't come along?" I took a deep breath and felt my nerves calming now that the ice was broken. I turned away and looked at my drink. She was so lovely and I felt the weight of *my attraction to her growing. I continued, "I haven't spoken to Jason about it since then. He was pretty pissed off, but on the plus side, he did speak very highly of you."

I looked back at her, glancing over her body, trying not to be obvious before looking her in the eyes.*

 

[PenIsMightier1]

I couldn't help but reveal a small smile as she spoke nervously, glances kept sweeping over my body, but she blushed when she looked into my eyes, always quickly looking down shyly. I was much less subtle as I looked her over now, not going so far as to leer, but enjoying her curves and examining her hair as jet black tendrils curled over her pale skin, it made my heart skip a beat as I remembered my hands pressed against it.

"I'm sorry Lisa, I'm not usually so tongue tied, but thank you for the offer. I'm glad to have a chance to get to know who rescued me, since we've already slept together." She smiled at that, which made me smile, taking another sip of my drink I looked into her eyes, licking my lips.

"You don't have to thank me for that, there was no way I could just leave you, hanging there."

"I haven't spoken to Jason about it since then. He was pretty pissed off, but on the plus side, he did speak very highly of you." I looked up from my drink, I guess it was me who owed him some thanks, who knows if she would have called me if hadn't given her the thumbs up about me.

"He did, did he? I hope I can live up to whatever he told you. It looks like our tables ready." I said, looking over to the where the Maitre'd was currently walking towards us. I slid off the bar stool, taking hold of Harmony's hand, grasping it gently, yet firmly in mine and lead her over to our table. The atmosphere couldn't have been much better, there were enough candles around the room to give a soft glow, without plunging the room into darkness. I pulled out a chair, guiding my new girl into it and then pushing it in, taking a seat opposite her.

I ordered a bottle of house red for the two of us, I might have one glass at most I thought, but I didn't mind if it went undrunk, but I felt that it was my responsibility as dominant to order the drinks. I looked across the table as the waiter poured two glasses, raising mine in the air.

"Here's to us."

 

[Stephanie4play]

"He did, did he? I hope I can live up to whatever he told you. It looks like our tables ready." She said. I did not have a chance to respond, but then I realize that I didn't need to.

She gripped my hand and I knew instantly that our dynamic had changed as she pulled me politely but firmly toward our table. I suddenly felt like a kite in the wind and I knew I held neither the string nor any say in the direction of the wind. I only knew that I was suddenly flying the way I love to fly.

She guided me to my seat. I couldn't speak. She ordered wine. I was thankful but still unable to speak as my heart beat incredibly fast. This woman had made up her mind and I felt it deeply inside as her mannerisms and mood shifted. * * *

I stumbled over my words, "Lisa," I felt awkward addressing her by name as submissive instincts took over and I repeated myself, "Lisa I don't..." Again I found myself at a loss.*

Insecurities welled up in me with a wave of embarrassment, followed by a wave of emotions. Pleasure and pain hung over me like a cloud of uncertainty.

I lowered my eyes and my hands to my lap and my eyes welled with tears.

 

[PenIsMightier1]

"Lisa, I don't..." She lowered her eyes, seeming to shrink into herself, like she was terrified and distraught again. I could feel the smile that had been on my lips freeze and disappear. I placed my glass down and tried to look her in the eye, trying be as comforting as I could.

"Don't what? I'm sorry if I did anything to upset you." I tired to move back to giver space while at the same time trying to remain where I was so the she knew I was there for her.

The waiter came by and I knew was just about to ask if there was anything wrong, I shooed him away with a hand before turning back to Lizzy.

"Is there anything I can do to make you feel better?" I asked anxiously, my eyes roaming her face to see if there was any hint of sign of what I could do.

She was so beautiful and at the same time so sad about something, it seemed to show the conflict that was inside her, like she wanted this but was also afraid of this, it could have been that I had been too pushy for this dinner too soon, I mentally cursed myself for being too controlling. I looked at her again waiting for an answer, waiting patiently.

 

[Stephanie4play]

"Is there anything I can do to make you feel better?" She said. I could tell that I had upset her.

I replied quickly, "Please no. It's not you. It's me, and I will get over it. I just need a moment."

I didn't want to say much as I dabbed my eyes trying ever so carefully not to blur the hint of eye liner I had so painstakingly applied and at the same time prevent a tear from forming. I pulled my compact out and wiped the dust away from the mirror since I never used the blasted thing and checked my eyes. They were fine.

Now to compose myself. I did not want this wonderfully dominant woman to think me weak.

I took a slow drink from my wine glass and finally looked up at her speaking clearly, "Forgive me. It's just, well, you felt so strong and I need that, and a million memories came flooding over me. It was so sudden. I wasn't ready but..."

I paused, and I had to admit that it was partially for dramatic effect. "I am now." I smiled at her, watching her face to see any hint of reaction.

Jason had said she was a strong dominant, but now I was seeing it as an understatement. She hadn't even bothered to ask or converse. She just drew me straight in. I respected it and dreaded it all at once. I believed that this was a good chance to take, and so I let go hoping and praying that Jason would be right and that she would be the solid and true Dominant that I needed in my life.

 

[PenIsMightier1]

I could see her regaining her composure as she tried to explain what she was feeling, I was quite impressed, she had seemed so fragile just a moment before but now she back again, her eyes slightly red from the tears but not very noticeable, eventually all I could see was her beautiful eyes again. She seemed to glow again as she picked up her wine glass and took a drink of it, calming her down.

I return the smile, easing back into my chair when she tells me that she is ready again, but without replying I coyly pick up the menu and begin to look it over, looking over the top of it as I glance at her. The food did look quite appetising, but not quite as much as Lizzy did; I selected something from the menu and placed my menu down again, and looked her over again, taking a sip of my wine.

"So tell me, what would you like," I paused for a moment, licking my lips,"To eat?" I could feel myself trying to not to laugh as I sounded like Dracula; I do not drink....wine

I raised my hand and signalled the waiter over. I really was impressed, she was so subservient, but so strong at the same time; it was like her brief respite had never even happened.

I felt myself easing into my comfortable role of dominance, as I gave the waiter our orders, I grinned and winked at Lizzy as the waiter walked away, obviously trying to hide his arousal at the two of us, looking wonderfully ravishing. I slipped one shoe off my foot as I reached under the table with it, stroking her leg, feeling the stocking rubbing against my skin; I loved the feel of it, awakening the tactile arousal in me.

 

[Stephanie4play]

"So tell me, what would you like," Lisa licked her lips,"To eat?"

I could feel the heat as she turned on her charm. She was looking me dead in the eye, and not one to be shy, without even thinking I mouthed the word, "You," and then pointed to her menu, touching it where my preferred order was, wondering if she would assert herself by ordering something different. Thankfully she didn't, but I did catch the waiter staring at my cleavage which I innocently squeezed together slightly with my arms just to drive him nuts.

I startled me at first when I felt her foot on my shin, but it instantly turned me on. My reluctance was fading as fast as the whiskey and wine was hitting my brain. I took a sip of water, wanting my senses to be their best as I parted my legs, wondering just how far she'd go. I closed my eyes as my heart started racing. I told myself that his was the best chance I had in years for a good match and made up my mind to stay within my limits, but yield to this woman and see what she was really about.

I looked at her, my eyes narrowed as the eroticism of her advances took ahold of me and I'm sure she was reading every thought on my face. I bowed my head and looked down at my lap in subtle sign of submission.*

 

[PenIsMightier1]

I could almost see Lizzy getting deeper as I rubbed my foot up and down her leg, watching her as she bowed her head in deference to me; I could feel her legs parting, it was an act of submission she was allowing me to go as far as I wanted, or atleast as far as her limits would allow, but she had given me the reigns.

I slid my foot further up the inside of her thigh, until my foot began touching her soft warm skin, I bit my lip as I watched her face, her head still bowed. I kept my foot there for a few minutes, rubbing her thigh for a few minutes a I waited for our food to arrive. As the waiter came over with our dishes I turned to him and grinned as I teased him, raising my water and sucked on the straw, he oggled me and I glanced over at Lizzy who's eyes glinted mischeviously, it was becoming a fun game.

With the food in front of us, I waited until Lizzy had a forkful of food and just as she lifted it off the plate I moved my foot up, pressing the balls of my foot against her panties, feeling the heat of her pussy through the lacy material, running my toes up and down either side of her lips, watching as the fork shivered in her hand, though I smiled as she tried to control her reactions.

Continuing to play with her I began to slowly eat my own food, calmly talking to her about her life outside of the club. She was truly a remarkable woman, making me smile throughout the meal.

 

[Stephanie4play]

Lisa's toes crept up my leg, brushing against my inner thigh and further. I searched the room at first with a wave of embarrassment until I realized that nobody had a clear view under the table cloth, and then I yielded to her.

My legs spread wider before I even realized that I was encouraging her further and my skirt was stretched to it's limit, but I sat still trying to adapt my mind to the fact that this was real. As the waiter approached I nonchalantly placed my wide cloth napkin over my lap and looked up to the woman. She was toying with the waiter, playing with her straw with her tongue and I almost laughed out loud at his reaction. He was apparently a bit overwhelmed by having two hot ladies sitting together.

The food smelled wonderful and Lisa began to eat as she stroked my thigh. Just as I went to bring a bite to my mouth, Lisa pushed her foot up against my thong and put pressure directly onto my clit. I nearly dropped my fork and I involuntarily pushed my hips forward, again encouraging her further without intent. I leaned back I'm my chair and looked at her pleading, but not knowing if I pleaded for her to continue or to stop.

She did not stop, and I could feel myself getting wetter and wetter as we ate and she made small talk. By the time we were half way through the meal I couldn't eat or talk and I held back a soft whimpering moan. I knew that I could not maintain my composure much longer.

I set my fork down and gripped the edge of the table, not sure what to say or do. Finally I looked at Lisa and whimpered in a pleading tone that was more moan than words, "Please wait Lisa, I can't take much more."

I almost put my hand on my breast out of instinct but stopped myself and placed it over my chest as I suddenly needed to catch my breath. I could feel my wetness spreading down my bum crack and began to fear that my skirt would have a visible wet spot.

 

[PenIsMightier1]

I ceased the movements of my foot, feeling her wetness through the thong, feeling the heat against my toes, sending a shiver right up my leg. She had her hand on her chest, to anyone else it looked like she might just be getting a little flushed from wine, or even heart beat, but I saw the small motion of her fingers as I saw in her the need to begin stroking her breast, she might have if it wasn't for the public setting.

I pondered what action to take now, she had asked me to stop, and I didn't want to be the woman who the moment she finally put her trust and submission out there destroyed it again.

"Well if you do want me stop, at anytime, for any reason, say jingle balls." I grinned at my own bad, but it seemed to fit the festive season. I looked down to see her gripping the edge of the table where she had placed her fork, unable to carry on concentrating on eating anymore.

I withdrew my foot for a second and nodded my head, indicating that she should carry on eating, my foot now lovingly stroking her inner thigh again.

As the waiter came and collected our meals I ordered a dessert, one that was one of my pesonal favourites, ordering two forks to go with it, but not before I leaned forward over the menu, knowing that the waiter was looking down my dress.

After leaving to go get the dessert I trailed my foot back up her thigh, pressing my feet up against her pussy again, feeling the moistness again, but my foot was still now as I looked into Lizzy's eyes.

"So would you like some jingle balls?

 

[Stephanie4play]

I felt trapped. It was lose this opportunity or give in. I looked around the room and nobody was paying attention. I reached and took a sip of wine, and did not answer for a long time/

I could feel my pussy begging for this and finally said with a weak voice, "No." As I realized that the least path of resistance was to get this over as quickly as possible. In the worst case scenario, I would be too embarrassed to return to one restaurant.

I slipped my hand under the table, and under my spread napkin and grabbed her foot, pressing it against my dripping pussy and ground myself into it, driving hy pussy against it. I knew that it would not be long before I came. I bit my bottom lip hard to remind myself to be quiet and the first wave of intensity washed through me as I hiked my skirt higher with my free hand.

Chances were pretty good that the next time that waiter left our table, he was going to make a mess in his pants.