After Beginners night - Sex Stories

After Beginners night

... main room. As soon as she entered the room, her eyes met immediately with Damian’s. He was leaning against the bar, his eyes fixed on the door, looking apparently relaxed, and yet all his muscles were tense, as the ones of a big, black, panther ready to jump into action. She approached him, hesitant, not sure of what to do. He straightened but remained there, waiting for her. “Welcome back, pet!” his husky voice, raging her emotions. “Hello… sir!” she managed to whisper. He finally moved and grabbed her by the wrist. “Come!” he told her, as he led her to an almost hidden table, in a corner. They sat, one next to the other. She kept her hands over her lap, but he grabbed them, and held them between his, over the table. “How was your week?” he asked, smiling. She let out a giggle, and looked up to meet his eyes. “Maddening!” she answered, truthful. “I’m glad it’s over!” He laughed, amused. They talked about everything and nothing, over some non-alcoholic drinks, as time flew by them. She was having a great time, and although she was happy, she couldn’t help thinking she was too happy. He seemed to be just too good to be true. And as that thought cross her mind a dark cloud shadowed the shine of hers eyes. A finger ran down her cheek and raised her chin. “What’s the matter pet? Where’s the dragon I have to kill?” he asked, his eyes piercing hers. She smiled and cast away the bad thoughts from her mind. She was going to live the here and the now. “Nothing, really!” she said. He ...

... lowered his head and for the first time that night his lips made contact with hers, in a soft, gentle kiss. “You know, I can keep talking through all night… but I have to admit I’m burning in hell here!” he whispered in her ear, as he nibbled it. “Oh!” she blushed violently. “I have to say I love seeing you get all blushed!” he said mockingly. “So, what do you say? Do you want to play a little?” “What do you have in mind?” she said, trying to keep her heart beats in a regular pace. “There’s a semi private room here, with a few toys that you might enjoy.” “What do you mean by ‘semi private’? she asked intrigued. “It has a big window that allows people to enjoy the views. But I assure you, you wouldn’t even remember the window exists. Do you want to come?” She took a deep breath and nodded. “Okay!” He immediately jumped out of his chair and dragged her across the room, all the way to a gloomy corridor, with several doors and huge windows in each side. He walked all the way down to the end of the corridor and opened the last door on his right and let her in. The room was decorated as a BDSM modern dungeon with all kinds of devices. A St. Andrews cross, several benches of different forms, a rope web, what looked like a door frame, chains hanging from everywhere. You could also see several cabinets displaying all kinds of toys, still in their packs for clients to use. “What do you think?” he asked, wrapping his arms around her waist, from behind. “I would love to tie you and get ...