The day arrived, her Dom and him had discussed a few guidelines, toys allowed; spanking with the paddle, the nipple clamps, vibrator and candles. No kissing and no penetration unless instructed by her Dom. Finally, her safeword and one for her Dom.
She and her Dom had met him through online mutuals, they chatted on various common interests and he struck up a rapport with them. One day the conversation led to a suggestion of him leading a play scene with her. Although inside, his heart skipped a few beats at the thought, he was very cautious in coming across as too eager.
He got the impression that this was something that had been brewing between her and her Dom. He was getting on well with them and was rather cautious of how this would turn out.
That evening he could hardly sleep, his mind replaying conversation and in his imagination the thought of a possible scene with her. After managing a few hours of sleep, he woke with an excitement and an arousal he had not felt in a while. He was not sure if anything was agreed, there was a lot of chat around humiliation and some related fantasies. Was the offer from her Dom in jest?
He picked up his phone and scrolled through his notifications, looking out for any urgent overnight work matters that needed attention. There was one notification that caught his attention, it was a message from her, “What do you think?”. Were they waiting for an answer, she was waiting for an answer?
He had planned the scene, they would all meet for dinner and then travel together to a BDSM event that she and her Dom occasionally attended. He would have her to play with in one of the private areas under her Dom’s supervision.
He arrived ten minutes after them at the restaurant as was planned, her and her Dom would have been seated and have had one drink. He walked directly over to the table, ignoring her, he greeted her Dom and extended his hand. Although he did a pretty good job to appear to ignore her, she was not something he could ignore. His eyes for a brief moment met with hers, he had until now never seen her face. Her elegant posture, an aura of inner beauty, strength and wisdom exuded from her. Just that single glance from her, touched his soul.
“Get yourself together man, this is supposed to be a clean transaction, don’t connect with her” he repeated to himself several times. This was the first time he would have the sub of another Dom to play with. He was already a little nervous and did not need the added complexity and distraction of having a crush on her.
He took out a steel collar and a leather leash from his jacket and handed it to her Dom. Her Dom put the collar around her neck, attached the leash to the D ring. “My good man, she is yours for the evening and please name her as you seem fit. Let’s sit down and have another drink.” her Dom said and almost ceremonially handed him the leash.
There were three chairs equally spaced around the round table. The leash attached to her collar resting across the table to where he held the looped end in his hand, clearly visible to everyone in the restaurant.
She spotted the focus of her Dom shift to the sound of the opening door behind her, his body language immediately becoming more business like. Her heart immediately began beating faster. She was carrying both apprehension and excitement about tonight, things seem to progress really fast from the time she and her Dom casually spoke about giving her to someone else until now, with a Collar around her neck, literally in the possession of him for everyone to see. She could feel every pair of eyes in the restaurant trained on her. All conversation was surely about what a sexual deviant she was.
He was not a pretty boy, but the rugged steely determination about him she found very attractive. All these eyes on her, what would friends and colleagues think of her now? She was so far outside her comfort zone and felt frozen in her seat. Her discomfort turned into a heat traveling throughout her body and igniting her arousal. “Don’t, bite your lip” she kept telling herself while trying to refrain making eye contact with him.
“Look up at, let me see what I have, girl!” he said to her, his voice uncomfortably loud, still very aware of all the eyes focused on her. He felt drawn into her eyes, she seemed to absorb all of his gaze. “She is a special one and dangerous” he thought to himself as he studied her. “I’m expecting you to be a good little sub tonight”. Just as she started to reply, he turned to her Dom and cutting her off saying, “Sir, I am very pleased. I think she will do nicely”.
The waiter came to the table with their drinks and lingered while looking at her and the leash lying across the table. “Anything you would like to ask?” he says to the waiter. “Oh no sir, please enjoy your drinks, erm, actually, would you like to order food?” the waiter replied. “This is all, can you bring us the bill.” her Dom instructs the waiter. With a quick nod the waiter took off at a rather quick pace.
She could feel the heat from her skin pulsing as she wished she could shrink on the spot and disappear out of sight. “Imagine the gossip” she thought, looking at the waiter disappearing behind the service doors. Every experience of untoward attention on her, she felt her arousal increase. She realised she was pressing hard into her seat trying to counteract her desire that was building. “Imagine leaving a wet patch on the seat or visible on my skirt as I walk out of …”
Like he was reading her mind, he cut her off again mid thought, “I think it’s time we left.” he said as he got up taking up the slack on the leash.