seduced into submission

1. the first time meeting

Just a little heads-up:
The main character is being conditioned to be very obedient etc towards her man throughout this story. He slowly manipulates her to be the kind of woman he wants for himself.
This is all fiction and is to be taken as such!!
If you don't like these kinds of stories this is your chance to simply leave and not read it. :)
For the rest of you I hope you enjoy the story. <3

A tall man stood at the entrance of the crowded bar. He had only entered the building a few seconds ago, but already his broad shoulders and commanding presence were drawing the eyes of many people around him. To the men and women watching him he seemed like a statue, still and unmoving.
Unbeknownst to them beneath the surface, a storm was brewing.
His eyes quickly scanned the room, searching for something, someone. Anything to keep him company for the evening.
And then he saw her.

She was small and delicate, like a flower in the midst of a raging storm. Her brown hair flowed around her, shining in the dim light of the bar. Her dress hugged her curves, revealing a body that was both innocent and alluring.

He couldn't take his eyes off of her.

The unknown man made his way through the crowd, his long strides quickly reducing the distance between them.
She stayed seemingly unaware of his approach, lost in the music that played loudly through the old speakers.
He paused behind her, close enough to feel the heat radiating off of her body. The sweet scent of her perfume filled his nose, intriguing him even further.

After a few moments of building up his courage he cautiously reached out and gently taped on her shoulder.
She jumped, startled, and turned to face him.
Her brown eyes widened in surprise as they met his. For a moment, neither of them said anything. The room seemed to fade away, leaving just the two of them.

He leaned in closer, his breath tickling her ear. "Hello," he whispered. "My name is John. It's nice to meet you. I hope you don't mind. I couldn't help but notice you from over there.", he said pointing towards the entrance behind him with his thumb. "I just wanted to tell you, you are very beautiful and ask if you might be interested in having a drink together. On me of course."

She blushed, her cheeks flushing a deep red. "Th-thank you," she stammered. "I-I'm Lily."

His eyes sparkled with amusement as he smiled down at her. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Lily. You truly are beautiful." He paused, studying her face and mumbled to himself quietly. "And innocent."

Lily felt a shiver run down her spine at his words. She felt drawn to him, curious about the man stands infront of her.
"Thank you, John," she managed to stammer. "You're very kind."

He chuckled softly. "Oh, Lily, I'm not being kind. I'm being honest. You truly are a rare beauty."
She bit her lower lip, unsure how to respond. She'd never had a man speak to her like this before. He made her feel so...special.
Looking down at her smiling he asked her once more, "So are you interested in getting to know each other a bit better over a drink? Or would you prefer for me to leave now?"
"I-I don't know..." she stammered, her voice barely audible over the din of the crowd. "I'm supposed to stay with my friends and it's pretty loud in here anyways..."

He nodded understandingly, his expression softening. "Of course, Lily. I completely understand." He paused, his gaze holding hers. "So I take it you wouldn't be interested in going somewhere a little more...quiet?"

Lily's heart raced in her chest. She knew she should decline, that she should find an excuse to leave. But there was something about him that she couldn't resist. His confidence was mesmerizing, and she found herself accepting his offer before she even knew what she was doing.
"Okay," she whispered. "But just for a little while. I don't want to leave my friends for too long."