It Started With A Story

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14

We stopped twice. Once to go to Forever 21 for an outfit, the second to stop at a sex shop. I was to wait outside as he made his purchases.

When we got upstairs he went ahead of me then called me into the bedroom.

I paused midstep in the doorway. Michael was undressing but that wasn't what stopped me. On the bed was the outfit and a pair of nipple clamps with a chain connecting them.

"Undress quickly."

I was still staring. I never had used anything like them and they frightened me.

He noticed and walked over lifting my face to his blocking out the clamps.

"To soon?"

"I don't want to have any nerve damage or anything."

He laughs his shoulders shaking.

"Only amateurs have that problem. I fortunately for you have gotten alot of experience and they are adjustable. They'll only hurt as much as I want them to."

O...Okay."

"Undress."

I remove all my clothes waiting for him to notice.

He stands walking over and kisses me then his hand lands hard on my ass.

"Go, take a shower."

Still tasting his mouth I don't move.

He slaps my ass harder.

"Now!"

When I'm finished I see Michael dressed in a white shirt and pants.

"We're going to dinner with Daniel tonight. Wear that so I can have easy access to what's mine."

A put on the button up shirt, a denim skirt, heels and lacy panties. A bra is not provided for me and I know why when I see the clamps are missing.

Michael is in the living room with Daniel. When Michael see's me a rumble escapes his throat and he pulls me into his body so his lips are at my ear.

"My slutty toy, you look beautiful."

I try to pull away for some space since Daniel is blunty staring but he holds me tightly and growls in my ear,

"I know you're wet under that skirt."

I moan softly looking to him and nodding. I'm always wet for him.

Daniel leads the way out the apartment, as we walk Michael slides his hand beneath my skirt and between my thighs.

I jump and he laughs removing his fingers and showing me my wetness.

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Daniel drives us to red lobster on Times Square where we get a booth on the second floor.

Before we sit Michael whispers in my ear.

"I want you to go to the restroom and take your panties off ."

I do so embarresed knowing how wet they are.

When I return Michael stands so I can slide in then sits.

Daniel's hand is palm out in front of me and he's smiling softly.

I look at Michael who nods. I quickly give them to Daniel and my eyes widen when he doesn't close his hand over it.

He smiles pulling them to his nose. As he breathes in my scent, I watch amazed as Michael leans over to kiss my neck.