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Yvonne was ready in the blink of an eye, and the drove to a nearby national park. You could hike for miles, either on the flat, or up the mountain, and they chose a four hour route that took them around one side of the lake, up part of the mountain, and back around, with a well defined hiking track to follow.

She enjoyed the effort it required, enough to keep her focussed on the exercise, but not so much that she would be exhausted after. They chatted about everything from the mundane, to the personal, from anecdotes to more serious discussions. She was totally comfortable with him, and with that in mind, she decided to find out a little more about this club.

"Matt, I know you must have had the same concerns as I about the club, both personally and professionally there are certain risks - and yet, I know you are cautious, you would not take silly risks, so how does it work. Is there some sort of confidentiality requirement? Is it masked? Tell me all about it. I guess, in general terms, I am interested. If it is at all doable, without being outrageously risky, then, I'm up for it! I think it'd be a whole load of fun!!"
 
Matt and Yvonne enjoyed their walk, sharing some personal stories, hand in hand, just walking together. The setting was wonderful, and the path was nearly empty so far as they could tell. It was open and wonderful, but also intimate. A few birds sung happily in the trees, the sun wasn't too hot, and the sky had a few clouds. An absolutely perfect afternoon.

"Matt, I know you must have had the same concerns as I about the club, both personally and professionally there are certain risks - and yet, I know you are cautious, you would not take silly risks, so how does it work. Is there some sort of confidentiality requirement? Is it masked? Tell me all about it. I guess, in general terms, I am interested. If it is at all doable, without being outrageously risky, then, I'm up for it! I think it'd be a whole load of fun!!"

Matt smiled.

"Well, if you wanted to wear a mask you certainly could. There's nothing in writing as far as confidentiality, but I've never heard of it being an issue. Firstly, admitting you saw someone in a fetish club means you were in a fetish club. Second, it's just rude to blab about the people you meet there to people not in the lifestyle. Most of it is common sense and courtesy."

They walked on a bit before Matt spoke again.

"If we go, the club we'd go to is kind of a low key one. It's very non-threatening and accessible. You don't have to participate in any events, more intense scenes are reserved for back rooms, and it's kind of geared towards the curious as well as those already involved. It's a nice place to start out. And you may not enjoy the club scene, many people don't, and there's nothing at all wrong with it."

They were paused, the overhanging branches of a tree shading them, hands still clasped. Matt pulled Yvonne to him and kissed her softly.

"The final decision is yours. I've been going to this club off and on for a while, and no one's ever 'outed' me so to speak. No one I work with has any idea, well except you of course. Besides, you can always claim you were just curious, this club is good that way. Offers plausible denial."
 
Yvonne listened to what Matt had to say about the club, and she chewed her bottom lip. He had a point in that anyone who said they saw her at the club, would be making a de facto admission that they themselves had been in the club too.

It would be fun, no doubt, and she wanted to experiement with Matt, and show that she trusted his judgement.

"How about this? We go to the club, and, seeing as I'll be a newbie there, I'll wear a mask. Is that acceptable Master?" she asked, adding the last with a smile, feeling a little naughty to be calling him that outside of the bedroom.
 
Matt let Yvonne mull over the options, mostly he found it adorable the way she bit her bottom lip when thinking something over.

"That sounds fine Pet. We can find you something I'm sure. There are a variety of masks that would fit in. We could do a full leather hood, something just for your face, there's options. You'll need something indicating you're with me. If you're uncomfortable with a collar we could use a bracelet."

They were walking again, still hand in hand, near the shore of the lake now.
 
As he spoke, her mind conjoured the images, and she felt her body responding, her panties dampening, as visions played before her mind.

Excitedly, she turned to him.

"Matt, which would you prefer? collar, or bracelet?? What degree of ownership would you want to display??"

She was breathing hard, and it had nothing to do with her fitness, her heart was hammering, and she wanted to please him. She was excited at the prospect of doing just that!!
 
Matt was a little taken aback by the sudden look in Yvonne's eyes. Apparently the notion of being His was exciting her. Hm, she was giving him the choice?

"If you're comfortable, I'd love you to wear a collar."

He pulled her close, hugging her too him. It was on the surface perfectly innocent, but it also let her feel the swell in his pants and him enjoy the press of her breasts against him.

"Well, if you're ok with those, we need to do a little shopping."

Matt offered his arm to Yvonne as they finished the trail.
 
we need to do a little shopping

"Indeed we do!" She grinned, at him.

"I love shopping, I dont recall if I told you that already - but I totally adore it!!" she grinned at him, and they began to head back toward the car.

Within a few moments, they were enroute and she imaged what they might buy together!!

It was strange being together like this, so familier, and yet so strange. She liked the fact he was picking what she would wear to the club. He made her hot, and he knew it!!
 
"I kind of figured you'd like shopping."

As they drove, Matt guided her along the streets until they found the shop he was looking for. He caught her eye a few times and smiled, this was a very intimate thing to do. But it also felt very right, and Matt hadn't shopped with anyone, or really for anyone, in quite some time.

"Here we are."

The sign over the door said Sublime in pink cursive letters. They parked and Matt offered his hand.

"I know the owner, she's a good friend. In fact, I have to buy her something nice, she's the one who convinced me to go on that cruise."

When walking through the front door, the shop didn't seem at all like a sex shop. The front area was well spaced and dedicated to clothing. Not all of it was overtly sexual, some of it was clearly everyday wear. Of course the further back you went into the store the more sexual things became. Some of it was just corsettes and boots, some was more inventive. Nearer the back was the more dedicated fetish section, and it was here that Matt guided Yvonne.

"Any clothing you like, or other things that may strike your interest. The masks are against the wall, and the collar selection is with the jewelery when you're ready to look."
 
Yvonne had never seen anything like it in her life. It was not yoru typical sleezy, grimy sex shop, but rather a boutique, carrying sexy clothing, fetish wear, sex toys and more.

She wandered the aisles, examining various items, interested, fascinated in all she saw.

Finally, knowing she would be masked, she selected an outfit, which was perhaps less conservative than Matt might have imagined. It was a black basque, stockings, and thong.

She went over to pick out a mask, finally deciding on a plain black masque . She was blushing, but also excited, as she imaged what the night ahead might bring.
 
Matt walked more or less beside Yvonne, but left things totally in her hands. While she wasn't moving towards the incredibly revealing, she also was staying in the very sexy area. He wolf whistled when she finally settled on an outfit.

"You have incredible taste, and you'll look wonderful in these."

With the masque and clothes picked out, they moved to the glass encased jewelry display. He'd been thinking a great deal about what kind of collar would work with Yvonne. While leather had an appeal, there were a variety of cloth ones as well, a few metal, basically anything she could want.

"Take all the time you need here Yvonne. We'll find something that fits you perfectly, something you can be proud to wear."
 
"You have incredible taste, and you'll look wonderful in these."

Yvonne blushed, delighted with Matt's compliment!! She was pleased that he thought her selection was suitable. She kept glancing at it herself, and just looking at it, and the thought of wearing it in public, made her quiver with excitement!

"Take all the time you need here Yvonne. We'll find something that fits you perfectly, something you can be proud to wear.

The range of collars was broad and varied - some looked like a dog collar, and others like a pretty, ornate necklace, and the majority were somewhere inbetween.

She looked them all over, unable to decide.

"will you pick one for me Matt. It would mean so much more to wear one of your choosing, dont you think??"
 
"As you wish Yvonne."

Matt smiled, one arm around her waist as they continued looking. It took a while, but Matt finally found one he thought would suit her. It was sturdy leather colored pink, with black embroidery along the surface.

"I think this one fits you. Pretty, strong, and very distinctive."

They found a sales associate who happily took it out and let Yvonne try it on.

"The final say is yours, what do you think?"
 
Yvonne happily tried it on, thrilled with the way it looked on her. Matt had great taste, but more especially she was thrilled to be wearing a collar that Matt had picked for her.

Her heart stuttered as she looked at herself in the mirror. Now she felt as though something was right, correct - it fitted her somehow, and not just in the physical sense.

She turned to Matt.

"Thank you! Its perfect, I love it!"

She leaned in and kissed him, not caring that the sales assistant was right in front of them, waiting for they to complete the transaction.
 
Matt leaned into the kiss Yvonne planted on his lips, he was far beyond being conscious of public displays of affection. Fortunately the sales associate seemed rather used to this kid of display. He broke the kiss then had the associate ring up the clothes, masque, and the collar. It was then he realized they hadn't settled on who would pay. Rather than make an issue out of it Matt paid, if Yvonne wanted to pay him back they could talk about it later.

"Oh, tell Rachel thanks for me. I'll call her when I get the chance."

The cute blonde who'd taken care of their purchases smiled and nodded. Matt slid his hand around Yvonne's waist as they walked out.

"I do have to warn you Yvonne. You wont be wearing that outfit long after I get you home."

His lips found her ear and he nibbled on the lobe.
 
"I do have to warn you Yvonne. You wont be wearing that outfit long after I get you home."

Yvonne grinned up at him.

"I'll take that to be a promise!!!!"


They returned to the car, and began the journey home, and the bag she clutched seemed to focus all of her attention. She was now beginning to anticipate the evening ahead, with little patience, and she was eager to get going. But first, first, she wanted to get Matt home, so that he could make good on his threat!!
 
Matt had to caution Yvonne a few times as she drove, they didn't need to be in quite that big of a hurry. At the same time, he definitely felt her sense of urgency, the desire already starting to build in him again. Mentally he was already trying to decide on which toys he'd use on her this time.

When they finally pulled up and got out with her new clothes, Matt led the way into the house. Once inside he opened the bag and took out the collar, then handed the rest back to her.

"Go change into this. Like I said, you wont be wearing it for long, but I want to be the first to see you in it."

His fingers tipped her chin up and his lips found hers for a soft kiss, but a kiss full of promise.
 
"Go change into this. Like I said, you wont be wearing it for long, but I want to be the first to see you in it."

Yvonne's hands were shaking as she took the bag from him and went hurriedly to the bedroom. It took her several attempts before she got the 'out fit' on, but finally she succeeded.

She looked at herself in the mirror, shaking with emotion, as she saw herself, for the first time, dressed in the fetish gear, and she quivered with excitement, as she looked at the visage before her.

She knew she shouldn't, but she couldn't help herself, and she snuck one hand inside the miniscule thong, and gently flicked her engorged clit, bringing herself right to the very brink....... but she didn't go over the edge, she didn't want to cheat Matt, so throbbing with desire, she walked carefully back out to him, and shyly turned around.

"What do you think of me?"
 
While Yvonne changed, Matt did so as well. He didn't have much in the way of decorative fetish clothing, but a few things were rather commonplace. He shed his shirt and hiking pants, trading them for a leather vest and dark colored jeans. When Yvonne came out, her body quivering from the rush of emotions, he looked the part of her Owner.

"What do you think of me?"

Normally Matt wouldn't have hesitated to answer, but he felt a little dramatic for this scene. Rather than speak he moved around her, fingers on her collarbone, tracing them over her shoulder, the back of her neck, teasing the exposed skin along the various hemlines. Down her back, teasing the very tiny thong that hid her charms from him. Around to her front, still silent, eyes very approving though. His fingertips traced her skin, her large breasts, her revealed midriff.

"I think you're beautiful. I think you're perfect. I think you're very very needy right now, and I know you're mine."

Again he tipped her face up to his for a kiss. Again it was softer, but when it broke his hands rested on her shoulders and eased her down to a kneeling position. Then he pulled the collar, her collar, from a pocket and held it up for her to see.

"This marks you as mine, and me as yours. It is a promise from me to always care for you, and a promise from you to be mine in any way we're comfortable with."

The leather was soft as it slid around her throat. This design was taller than many and covered much of her neck, but it also seemed a perfect fit for her. The back buckled together and his hands moved, letting her feel the collar.

"Now, on all fours my perfect Pet."
 
Yvonne's nerves were stretched taut as she stood under Matt's gaze. She had asked him what he thought, expecting a quick, glib answer. Instead, he said nothing, as he walked around her, examining here.

She felt incredibly vulnurable, and somehow, that made her even hotter, as she waited on Matt's verdict.

"I think you're beautiful. I think you're perfect. I think you're very very needy right now, and I know you're mine."


He couldn't have said anything better, and she lit up from within, over joyed at his praise, and his very accurate assessment. She returned his kiss with passion.

Then,he pushed her to her knees and took the collar, from his pocket, and her entire being focussed on the pink and black leather that he had chosed for her.


"This marks you as mine, and me as yours. It is a promise from me to always care for you, and a promise from you to be mine in any way we're comfortable with."


He high collar encouraged her to keep her chin up, and he fastened it in place, and yvonne felt as though, for the first time, she was truely his, and he was truely her master.

"Now, on all fours my perfect Pet."


She scurried to comply, getting her hands on the ground, and lifting her back, on all fours, like a sensuous cat, she arched her back, and smiled up at him.

"As you wish, my master!"
 
Matt smiled at Yvonne as she assumed the position he indicated. She was a natural, he could find virtually no flaws in her form. He touched her legs, angling them outward, and encouraged the dip in her lower back that accentuated her ass just a little.

"Hm, so perfect. I think your ass needs tending too Pet. Wait there."

He winked at her, then entered their bedroom and rummaged through his toy chest. Later they could do something a little more involved, for the moment only the necessities came out of the chest with him. A smaller flogger that he could manipulate easily, and a long stiff feather. He knew she didn't like being tickled, but this had other uses.

Returning, he found her exactly as he'd left her. God she was sexy. He moved behind her and slid his finger between the thong's material and her skin, rubbing the back of his knuckles up and down her skin. He knew how keyed up she was, and he wanted her first to be wonderful. He pulled the material aside, exposing her large and needy clit. With a smile, Matt knelt behind her, leaned over, breathing directly on the bundle of nerves.

"Cum for me, but hold that pose Yvonne, as best you can."

His tongue flicked out, rapidly striking her clit and shoving her over the edge of orgasm she'd been riding for far too long.
 
Kneeling on the floor, as Matt adjusted her form made her feel much more like his slave, than anything else they had done thus far. Remaining in position, as he went itno the room, was challenging, more than anything, she wished to turn about, and watch whatever it was he was doing. her curiosity driving her wild.

She held it together, though, and held the pose, wanting to please Matt, make him proud, more than anything else.

It was worth it, and she was rewarded with a mindblowing orgasm, induced by his oh-so-talented tongue, and she came hard for him, trying hard to, and succeeding in holding her pose.

She wanted to pleasure him too, and as she came slowly down from her orgasm, she looked over her shoulder.

"Master, please may I pleasure you now?" she asked shyly with a smile.
 
Matt drew back to watch as Yvonne came. Her hips gyrated, her pussy leaked, her breasts heaved, but all in all she held the pose very well. He rubbed her sex gently while she finished coming down, and smiled at the way she turned and asked.

"You do pleasure me Pet. Every day."

His hands were caressing her upturned ass, he was actually seriously debating spanking her. Instead he stood and walked around in front of her, then dropped to a kneeling position. His groin was mostly level with her face.

"But I know what you meant little one. And yes, you may."

Slowly he undid the front of his leather pants, revealing his partially aroused member. He moved just a fraction closer, then entwined his fingers into her rich hair.

"Now slave, suck my cock."
 
"Now slave, suck my cock."

Yvonne didn't need to be told twice! With a smile, she leaned in, and began by slowly licking the full length of her tongue across the sensitive head of his cock, before she moved to his sac, tonguing and sucking his balls, and then licking the length of his shaft, until she finally consumed his entire cock, taking him deep into her mouth.

She worked him firmly from root to tip, sucking and probing with her tongue, paying special attention to his most sensitive spots, and keeping her eye on his expressions, watching him the entire time, measuring and adjusting her mouth accordingly.

Finally, she could feel him swell and grow, his body stiffening, and she prepared for what was to come.
 
Matt let Yvonne enjoy herself while she started licking him. It took only a few swipes of her tongue to finish filling out his erection, and he smiled both to himself and looking down at her. She was eager to please, and very talented. Her tongue probed his balls for a bit, then around his shaft and head before she opened her mouth and took him in. The suction was good, as was her tongue constantly working him.

She made small adjustments while looking up into his eyes, finding the perfect ways to drive him crazy. He stroked his fingers through her hair, keeping his eyes locked with hers. That was the sexiest thing about this encounter, the way her eyes stayed on his and let him see everything that was running through them. Yvonne was talented, and it wasn't too long before he started swelling in preparation for orgasm.

"Swallow it all Pet. Though one of these days I'm going to just paint your face."

With another suck and flick of her tongue his cock swelled that last little bit and his orgasm erupted into her mouth. Pulse after pulse splashed over her tongue or down her throat as she started swallowing.
 
She could tell when he was right on the brink. His facial expression was intense, and although he probably didn't realise it, he bit his lower lip.


"Swallow it all Pet. Though one of these days I'm going to just paint your face."

His words excited her, and lit a little fire within. She swallowed eagerly, not wanting to waste a single drop, and nor did she wish to spoil their evening by displeasing Matt in any way.

This would be her first ever time in a fetish club, and she was both nervous and excited, but she knew that Matt would take care of her, and she trusted him with her life.

When he was done, she licked him clean of any traces of his seed, and then, she lovingly refastenend his pants, tucking him back inside.

She licked her lips, still looking up at him, and smiled.

"I'll never get enough of you!!"

 
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