Soaked.... My Bitch

As I look in the mirror while putting on my favorite red lipstick... I see you in the mirror behind me. I'm wearing a long, stretchy black and white dress with a red lace mask that partially obscures my face. I've
curled small bits of my long hair around my face. My eyes find yours in the mirror. You're dressed up as
well... dark suit... white shirt... red tie... black mask.

It's our first time going to this club and you can see the nervousness in my eyes. You come up behind me
and bury your hand in the back of my blond hair and give it a gentle tug... pulling my head back; slightly
exposing my neck. The neckline of the dress is low and you look down the dress to see my big tits that
are almost falling out. You look at the silver collar you've chosen for me to wear this evening.
I see where you are looking and I blush and giggle. I look away in embarrassment. Your eyes are so
intent and you say only one word...

"MINE."

"Yes Sir.... Yours.", I reply.

You've been telling me that you've planned something special for me tonight, and I have no idea what.
We've not been a D/s couple for long, but you always have this way of calming my fears and insecurities.
I feel this nervous excitement in my belly. Butterflies. I've been sharing some of my most hidden
fantasies and I've been wondering if this surprise at the club will include an element or two of them. I'm
wondering what I will see with my own eyes. So much has only been in my head or what I've read in
books and my pussy is wet with anticipation.

A dark sedan picks us up from the house and takes us to the club where we are led inside. Everyone is
dressed up in their best. You've told me that another Master you know will be there with one of his
slaves, and you'd like to introduce me. This is really the first time we've been out in the community at a
public event and I'm nervous to meet someone you know. Of course, I also worry that I'll say the wrong
thing or just not measure up in some way... but when I think those things... I feel the collar at my throat
and smile ... and feel your ownership of me.

You know I'm anxious and to calm me, you order me one of my favorite drinks. That is my drink limit for
the night. It warms my belly and has the desired effect of taking off the edge of my nerves. I feel myself
take a deep breath. I feel your hand at the small of my back and it travels downwards to one of my ass
checks and you squeeze it. I close my eyes and push back into your hand. I feel like everything in my
body is singing... my nipples have hardened... I think my pussy must be dripping and I'm almost
embarrassed that I'm already so turned on.

When I open my eyes... they are met by a man nearby who is staring. I quickly look away like I've done
something wrong. I usually am very direct with my eye contact with people... men and women alike. I
A Night Out…

I am an alpha woman in my vanilla life... but my inner self -- she is submissive. The man's gaze was so
piercing but I keep my eyes down and try to steal a peek and his eyes meet mine again. As he begins to
walk toward us, in my mind I am freaking out wondering if I've done something wrong. Did he think I
was offering an invitation? I start shaking a bit and you can feel it but come in close to my ear telling me
you know him... he's your friend. I relax and laugh. It's then that I notice a woman following him. She has
a thick leather collar on

with a long leash that extends from the ring on her collar to the handle of the leash which is wrapped
around the man's wrist. I instantly feel turned on by the sight of her being led. I sigh slowly because
wearing a collar with a leash resonates within me. For my Master to show me a physical manifestation of
his control of me... that the tether I feel inside of myself that links me back to him and pulls me to him...
to see a 'tether' like a leash... it makes me smile. The woman smiles at me, and I smile back.

Your grip on me tightens a bit as the man stands and greets you with a handshake and introductions are
made. We all have masks around our eyes so we don't have a full view of each other’s faces but I can see
he has white hair and a striking white goatee. His slave has a beautiful mane of silver hair. It's good to
see an older couple here like us as I was nervous the club would be full of much younger couples. You
and the man talk a bit privately to the side while his slave and I talk and complement each other on our
dresses. I ask her how long she has been his and she tells me five years.

A soft look comes over her strong features as she speaks of him and I like that. I can feel the love and
respect she has for him the longer we talk, and I find myself envious. I wonder if that will be me
someday as I might meet another submissive or slave and we talk of our Masters. She surprises me by
saying she knows I am young in the lifestyle and offers me her Fet profile name so we can connect
sometime in the week. I feel encouraged at the prospect.

We are re-joined by you and her Master and you decide we need to walk around... see what may be
happening in some of the playrooms so I can watch. I have voyeuristic tendencies but blush at my
admittance of this, but I feel safe to watch tonight. The lights are low and I'm with you... and I feel safe.
The drink calmed my nerves and maybe I've made a new friend... and I smile to myself that I'm here with
you.

We walked to the first room which has an observation area. You stand behind me in the low-lit room as
we watch together. There is a table with 8 chairs. There is a man laying on the table with various foods
on his body. The people in their chairs eat their food off his body as they chat. I watch this one woman
approach him and I can see where her eyes are looking. She is looking at his semi-hard cock. I've never
been to such an event and can't pretend to know the rules of them, but I was surprised to see her take
his cock in her mouth and slowly deep throat him. He tried to stay still but a gasp and groan escaped
from his mouth. My mouth hangs open slightly at the scene as I watched. I rub my legs together and
then hear your voice in my ear.

"You like that, slut... don't you? I can feel your cunt already throbbing.", you say.
I whisper back, "Yes Sir... my cunt is starting to ache just from watching."

You push me along to another room to watch. This room has 4 Queen size beds close together and there
are couples having various types of sex very near each other. It's almost overwhelming to watch and I
wonder what that might be like. To hear another woman moaning nearby as I feel my own bodily
pleasure. I'm daydreaming a bit and I must have a funny look on my face because you come in close
again and in my ear I hear...

"You like the thought of that... don't you my little bitch.", you say.
And I think about it and find myself blushing, but I tell you, "Yes Sir... I do."

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2-3 ice cubesMelting
in
my
Drink.
2
-3 ice cubes
I watch them
AndI
Think.
2
-3 ice cubes
I pushed them
In
so
slow.
2
-3 ice cubes
I watched them drop
And
down
they
go.
2
-3 ice cubes
We toasted
Once and
then
Some
more.
2
-3 ice cubes
My pussy is ready
-
time for
another
pour.
Written 9/9/2022
MPH

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