For a long time, I wanted someone as my submissive and whilst we played occasionally, we were not in a D/s relationship. This weekend she agreed she would be my submissive. What joy- a new plaything and a very pretty plaything she is too.
We started the weekend with a leisurely brunch before heading off to Soho for some cock-shopping with specific requirements regarding width and colour. She wore a light cotton scarf that I used to gently lead her around the streets. She confessed on the corner of Old Compton Street that my leading her around was making her wet. I do love confessions, especially those made in public.
Then to Coco de Mer to make her blush in front of the sales staff before heading back to introduce her to my ErosTek and new strap on. Her eyes were wide as I brought out various tools and attachments; curious, nervous but trusting. She giggled, she mewled, she cried. I felt my teeth lengthen and sharpen, wanting to bite and take what was mine. Afterwards, she licked and kissed my cock clean. What a good girl.
Our Sunday was a more relaxed affair: serendipitous, synchronous and social. Out in public, stealing glances over conversation with others- we have a secret.
Though now it’s not so secret….