Would You Like Ketchup With That? 11
Date: 8/10/2024,
Categories:
BDSM
Author: sprite, Source: LushStories
... third?
“Would you like ketchup?”
“Yes, please.”
She dropped some packets in along with a folded piece of pink stationery. I felt my breath catch as she gave me a sly smile and briefly puckered her lips.
“Have a nice day.”
I made it as far as the other end of the parking lot before I opened it with trembling fingers, my snack forgotten.
Tomorrow night. 8. My place. Wear a dress. Something cute and girly. Kisses.
I groaned. Waiting was going to drive me mad. Instead of going straight home, I decided to stop at the mall and look at dresses…
oOo
I found a minidress that combined cute, sexy, and trendy at Victoria’s Secret. Not something I would typically wear, but I thought Violet would appreciate it and it made me feel sexy when I tried it on in the dressing room. On impulse, I also picked up a couple of bras and panties with an eye toward what she would like to see me in. A little overwhelmed, I ordered Chinese from GrubHub, and decided to put on a movie to take my mind off of what was to come…
I’d intended to watch an action flick. Or maybe even a stupid romcom. I couldn’t seem to concentrate on the story and eventually started watching porn on the internet. I started with a few lesbian vids then moved on to bdsm vids. Eventually, I found myself surfing sites that catered to very specific fetishes. Pain Porn. I found myself watching some things that scared the hell out of me. They also made me… wet. At least the ones that weren’t too extreme ...
... did.
Certain things held no appeal, but I found some things… interesting. I wondered how extreme Amber was. I found myself having trouble not thinking about what she’d told me. ‘I want to hurt you’, after all, was vague. I’d meant to get myself tucked into bed at a decent time but instead, I got hooked and stayed up way too late, finally falling asleep sitting up with my laptop on my lap and a video still playing, my fingers smelling of pussy.
oOo
I skipped the drive-thru that day. I wasn’t sure I could take it. I did some days, so I was sure Violet didn’t think anything of it. I did send her a text, though. Just in case.
Thinking about you. xoxoxo
A response arrived about 15 minutes later.
Good girl.
That was it. No hint of what was going to happen. Nothing. I wondered what she had planned. I wondered if Amber would be there. I wondered how she was going to degrade and humiliate me this time. Every time she pushed me farther and farther past my comfort zone. I was sure this would be no exception.
I arrived at Violet’s place before 8. Half an hour before, actually. I didn’t want to risk being late. I ended up sitting in my car until 7:55 and then hurrying across the street and ringing her doorbell. I was wearing the dress I’d bought. And the panty and bra set. Heels too. That was it. It was a little chilly, but I figured I wouldn’t be outside long. Unsurprisingly, I was wet. My nipples were quite visible too, poking through the material, eager to be kissed. ...