Dominating Secrets [BDSM]DISCONTINUED

CHAPT3R 3L3V3N

The doctor comes and sorts me out around five. I decided to go with the shot. With everything going on right now I'll forget to take it.

I take a quick shower and warp the towel around my waist. Matt wants the leave around six thirty giving me time to do my hair and pick a dress. I walk into my closet not knowing what to do. I'm over whelmed with the amount of choices I have. There's more than ten ball gown dresses. The one that catches my eye is a sparkle gold fitting dress. It has spaghetti straps and a long slit parting at the upper thigh. Its a sexy dress and I want to wear it. I take it out and notice it has a low cut back just above my behind.

When I was little I would think about going to parties like this. Men and women dressed up all nice and fancy it was my dream to be one of them. The fact that I'm going to be going to one of these parties tonight is beyond amazing but also kind of sad I don't really think I deserve to go. The only reason I'm going is because fucking with a man who basically owns me.

I turn around and jump. Matthew is standing in the door way. He has on black dress pants and a white color shirt, which is open. This allows me to see every blessed muscle. His hair still damp and his tie is draped around his neck. His eyes are bright. And alluring as hell. He looks like he has a faint smile, but its so hard to tell. This man is damn sexy and he knows it

"You scared me" I mutter.

"I don't see how. Have you found a dress?"

"Yes. Is this one okay?" I pick it up and show him"

"Very sexy. You'll have the men on the edge of there seats." I smile and blush at his complement. He walks in further, closing the door behind him. The sexual tension is there.

Its strong and the closer he gets the more my body heats, my breathing changes, and the dampness between my legs become more evident.

"Drop the towel" he commands. Something about him ordering me around like that makes me want to jump bones

I unwrap it form my body allowing it to fall freely to the floor. He steps back and sits on the the bench in the middle of the room.

"I would love to take you right now. But I have other plans for you. Get dressed. Slowly." So instead of striping I'm covering my self up. I walk the the dresser of garments pulling out a black lace thong. Walking back over to him, I slowly put it on. Pulling it up. It feels like butter on my skin. Its soft. He has his thumb stroking his chin. He licks his bottom lip while his eyes are still focused on me.

"Thigh highs." He commands.

"Which one would sir like" I say sweetly. I'm feeding into his game.

"White shear ones. Bring them to me." I take them from the dresser sashaying over to him. He grasp under my thigh bringing it up. I rest my foot on the chair in between his legs. He leans in and kisses my inner thigh.

"Such beautiful legs you have" his hot breath flushing my skin. My heat flutters and my stomach fills with butterflies. He makes me feel so wanton.

He puts on the thigh his and kisses above where they end. He does the same to my next leg.

"Don't move" my leg is still on the chair. His fingers trail to my panties. Parting them to the side. He hitches my leg on the arm chair exposing me some more. I close my eyes moaning as I fell his tongue circle around my clit. My hand pulling his hair softly. His hitting my spot dead on. My eyes fly open as he attaches something on to my clit. He moves my panties back and places my leg down on the floor.

"What is that?" I say in shock. My breath harsh.

"Its a ring. Don't think I forgot about what you did in the playroom. I told you not to come and you did. So your going to learn the hard way. Orgasm control" he smiles. Wickedly at me. I still don't understand. How is this going yo teach me? "Get dressed. I'll be down stairs waiting" he stands and kisses me. "Tonight should be fun." He grins. Leaving me in the closet aroused and confused.