Friends meet to explore thier kinky desires. Part - Sex Stories

Friends meet to explore thier kinky desires. Part

Part 3 – The Hotel Gardens Your panties sit on the table in front of us, in normal circumstances you would have grabbed them, to hide them from anyone seeing, but here and now and with what you now knew and what you had recognised as seeing after being given an explanation, the panties were left laid on the table between us. Your hesitation was not about not being aroused, or willingness to feel a collar fastened signifying your submissive role....these things aroused you greatly, but how far would things go? Recognising your hesitation and the reason for it. “Suzie...I know this is a big step, especially with this being our first meeting. But I can assure you, you are perfectly safe...We both know and understand that though someone may wear a collar and accept to be the submissive within a relationship, there are limits and ultimately it is the submissive that holds the power of where things could lead. What if we agree on a safe word, then you have that control over everything that may happen....though I don’t believe there will be a need to use it, do you?” After a short chat a safe word was agreed on, using a pretty standard word for the situation “RED”, but also agreeing on a signal to replace the safe word for when times Suzie was not able to say it, such as when gagged or had her mouth full with mine or someone’s cock, or occupied in other ways. It was a greed for Suzie to shake her head and raise her thumbs in a ‘thumbs up’ gesture, this way the sign could be ...

... recognised and not just Suzie shaking her head in the throes of passion, and even though Suzie will be bound at various times, her thumbs would be free to complete the signal that things were going a bit too far, and it would stop immediately. Following the discussion and agreements, you take the panties in your hand, get up and walk to the bar. As you walk to the bar you look around at the others, now more aware, looking at who were wearing the collars, your imagination conjuring images of what pleasures they were going to enjoy. At the bar, the bar tender approaches, with a knowing smile, and surprises you with his greeting. “Hello Suzie, can I get something for you?” Trying not to be taken aback by the fact that he greeted you by name, and wanting to appear confident with the situation, you place your panties on the bar between you. “Yes, I would like to exchange my panties, for the collar I believe you have for me.” The bartender smiling takes your panties from the bar, then reaches below the bar. Raising he places a small padlock and key on the bar, with a small leather bag which is closed so you have no idea what it contains, then reaching under the bar again he stands with a thick leather collar. What immediately catches your attention is the silver lettering on the front of the collar ‘SUZIE’. As you look at the collar bearing your name, a familiar warm arousing feeling of submission fills you, then the bartender speaks again. “Can you lean forward a little Suzie, so I can ...