When I got Steven’s call to meet him at a shop in town, my heart skipped a beat. We’d been talking about adding collars and leashes into our sex life for a while now, but I didn’t think today would be the day. Excitement bubbled up inside me as I made my way over, thoughts racing about how this would play out.
When I arrived, he was already there, leaning against the shop’s entrance with that charming smile of his. His eyes lit up the moment he saw me, and I could feel the thrill of the moment as he held the door open for me.
“You ready?” he asked.
I smiled, nodding as I followed him inside. The shop was cozy and discreet, with shelves lined with different colors and designs. I glanced around, trying not to let my nerves show, but I knew he could see the anticipation in my eyes.
We walked over to a display where a variety of collars and leashes were laid out. Some were simple, while others had different designs and bright colors. Steven’s gaze flickered over the options until he picked up a soft, pink collar.
“How about this one?” he asked, holding it up so I could get a good look. His voice was calm, but there was a spark in his eyes that told me he was just as excited as I was.
I reached out, running my fingers over the collar. The material was smooth, soft to the touch. It was simple, yet the pink color gave it a sweetness that made me smile. “I like it,” I said softly, feeling a warmth spread through me.
Steven grinned, clearly pleased with my reaction. “Good. Now, let’s find a matching leash.”
He moved to the next row, examining the options until he pulled out a leash in a vibrant purple shade. It had a slight shimmer to it, catching the light as he held it up. “What do you think of this?”
My eyes lit up. The colors together were perfect. “I think it’s perfect,” I replied, unable to hide my smile.
Steven stepped closer, his fingers brushing against mine as he placed the collar and leash in my hands. “I’m glad you like it,” he murmured, his voice soft, filled with warmth. “Are you sure you’re okay with this?”
I looked up at him, nodding. “Absolutely. I wouldn’t want to do this with anyone else.”
A gentle smile spread across his face as he squeezed my hand, and I could see the appreciation in his eyes. “Then let’s make it official,” he said, leading me over to the counter to pay.
Once everything was purchased, we stepped out of the shop, the collar and leash carefully tucked away in a small bag.
…
Inside, the room was quiet. Steven held my hand as we walked over to the couch, and he motioned for me to sit. My pulse quickened as he pulled out the collar and leash from the bag, his eyes meeting mine with that soft intensity I loved.
“Are you ready?” he asked, his voice low.
I nodded, feeling a mix of excitement and nerves rush through me. “Yes.”
Steven moved closer, his hand lifting the pink collar gently. I could feel his touch brush against my neck as he brought it around, securing it in place with a delicate snap. The soft material settled against my skin, surprisingly light yet making me feel grounded, connected to him. His fingertips lingered just a moment longer, tracing the collar’s edge, his gaze soft but full of intensity.
“Looks perfect,” he murmured, his eyes growing darker as he took in the sight.
Then, with a small smile, he picked up the purple leash, clipping it onto the collar with a gentle click. He held the end of the leash in his hand, tugging it lightly so I felt the faintest pull, his eyes not leaving mine.
“There you go, my little good girl,” he said softly, his voice deep. “Tell your master how it feels.”
“Perfect, Sir,” I whispered, my voice barely audible, feeling completely wrapped up in the moment.
His smile widened, and he took a step closer, closing the small space between us. His hand moved to my neck, gripping it tightly as he captured my lips in a grounding kiss.
I submitted to him immediately, letting him dominate the kiss. His tongue roamed inside my mouth, pressing down against mine as he tightened his grip around my neck even more.
In the next minute, my clothes were all gone, leaving me with just my collar and leash. Steven was also naked as he took off the cap of the bottle of lube.
I was positioned on all fours on the couch, pushing my ass out to Steven, my back arched just how my master loved it.
When I felt his lubed fingers circling my rim, my breath hitched. I buried my face between my hands and let out a gasp when he pushed his index finger into my hole.
I'd always preferred anal sex, and I couldn't be happier to find a man like Steven who matched my preference.
When the fingers inside me became three, I couldn't hold my moans anymore. Steven had thick fingers, and having three in me was almost the same feeling as having his huge cock in me.
I was lifted up to my knees as he tugged at the leash again. My back was pressed against his strong chest, his fingers still thrusting in and out of my hole, the lube making it even easier.
I was on cloud nine, but still greedy. I wanted more. Needed more.
“Please,” I cried out in a whisper, hoping to get his cock. Filling me up with his cock would kill me, and I wanted to die.
“Please what, baby?” Steven whispered back directly beside my ear, his voice deep and driving me even more insane.
“Fuck me. Please. Please, I'll be good. Please,” I begged. Shamelessly. Just how Steven loved it.
“You’re always good, baby,” he whispered again, still fucking me with his fingers.
“Fuck me, then. Please.”
I gasped as he pushed me back on all fours, and then smiled, ready to get ruined.
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