The Seduction of Elise - Part VI

Prior chapters of this story can be found in reverse order here.

The couple in the left hand room caught Elise’s interest immediately, as they were so methodical. The woman dropped the robe she was wearing, and was totally nude underneath it. She stood tall and calmly in her sky high heels as the man with her put his satchel on a nearby table, and began to lay out their tools for the evening much like a surgeon in preparation for surgery.

Once he was finished, they began. He turned her so she was facing the table, and handed her some little foam earplugs that she inserted into her ears. Then over her clenched fists he slipped on some unusual gloves to keep them bound that way. He then blindfolded her, and had her open her mouth so that he could insert an odd mouthpiece with a tube coming out of it.

“That’s strange looking,” Elise remarked.

“Oh, but it has a purpose, you’ll see,” Adam replied cryptically.

The man then picked up a roll of plastic wrap, and began to wind it tightly around his partner’s head. It was obvious then what the tube coming from the mouthpiece was for…it was the only thing that would allow her to breathe. Elise shifted in her seat, wondering at how uncomfortable that had to be. The woman put her arms behind her back as he worked the wrapping down her torso leaving only her breasts free. The man then attached weighted clamps to the woman’s nipples.

He then had her spread her legs slightly. In between them he put a large wand style vibrator with a rounded head, and placed it so that it was lodged firmly in her crotch. He held it there as she closed her legs around it, then he turned it on. The woman squirmed a bit, and he put a finger over her breathing tube as a warning until she went still. He bent her over the table, and after a few adjustments began to wrap her legs in the plastic. Once he was finished, she was bound so tightly that she couldn’t move.

He picked up a bottle of lube, and coated a very large butt plug with it, then holding open the woman’s ass cheeks, began to screw it into her rear hole. Then he stood back to look at his masterpiece.

Meanwhile, the couple in the other room had begun their own games. The man in that room had his corset clad partner more conventionally bound to a spanking horse, and was working over her creamy bottom with a flogger, striping it a bright pink. Elise glanced over at them for a few moments, but then found herself drawn back to the room on the left.

Adam looked over at Elise, and her face was scrunched up in such a way that he couldn’t quite tell what she was thinking. “Are you all right?” he asked.

“I’m fine,” she replied quietly.

He turned her face so that she was looking at him, “Does seeing this disturb you?”

“A little bit.”

“And why would that be?”

She opened her mouth and shut it a couple of times before she replied, “It just seems so… dehumanizing. And being so tightly bound, if it gets to be too much, how does she give him her safeword?”

A resounding crack from the room on the left startled her, and she turned and cried out with a little “Oh!” The man in the room must have heard her, as he turned his face to the window and with a snarl swished the cane he was holding so it thwacked against his partner’s buttocks a second time. The woman’s body jerked slightly as the blow came, and it left another angry red welt across her cheeks.

He rained blows down on her, and Elise found herself getting more and more agitated with each one. The woman squirmed on the table, letting out huffing sounds through the tube as the vibrator in her crotch brought her to a relentless and seemingly unending orgasm through it all.

Finally the man took down his pants to reveal his erect cock, which he shoved into the woman’s pussy, and began to fuck her roughly, grabbing onto her breasts and pulling hard at the clamps, as the woman’s grunts came through the glass. He turned once again to the window, a vulgar grin on his face as he removed the plug from the woman’s ass, and entered her there, fucking her with the same savagery.

Elise got up abruptly then, and walked around the couch so her back was to the windows. She put her wine down on one of the side tables, and wrapped her arms around herself defensively. Adam stood and closed the curtains, then came up alongside her.

“What are you thinking?” he asked.

“I don’t know.”

He leaned in and whispered, “You’re conflicted, aren’t you? Your sense of morality tells you that what you just saw is wrong, am I correct?”

She nodded, and he brought his hand around, under her dress through the slit in the side. He slipped it between her legs, and found her pussy was slick, “But your body tells me that despite that, there was something about what you witnessed that got you all hot and bothered.”

He began to stroke her clit, “Do you realize that there was nothing in that scene you just watched that’s on your ‘Off Limits’ list? Granted, it may have been in a bit more extreme format, but in the end it was just another kind of bondage, sensory deprivation, and discipline.”

Adam wrapped his other arm around her waist, and pulled her in tight, “And deep down that’s what you want isn’t it?” he hissed in her ear, “You want me to bind you, to blindfold you, and to warm your ass with my hand, don’t you?”

“Yes!” Elise gasped as she writhed against his probing fingers.

“That’s my good girl. Because I’m going to take you back to my house tonight, and put those cuffs you’re wearing to good use. I think you’re ready to start your training in earnest, and you can prove it by coming for me right here, right now.”

Adam pinched her clit between his fingers, and then rubbed it roughly, and Elise came as commanded, shuddering against him. When he was satisfied she was finished, he removed his fingers and held them out in front of her lips, and she sucked and licked them clean as she knew he expected her to.

He leaned her against him, “If it reassures you at all, I’ve known the couple you watched for a long time. They are husband and wife, and he knows her limits intimately. He doesn’t do anything to her without her being in full agreement and he’s knows when to stop. That only comes from years of trust and time together. And believe me, when he takes her home tonight, he’ll treat her as if she was the most precious jewel in the world.”

Elise turned around, “But…does she actually enjoy it? Or does she do it just for him?”

Adam chuckled, “Of course she enjoys it. She is a true masochist, which is why they play so well off of each other. How about this…why don’t I give Tracy a call, and see if the two of you can meet for lunch one day? She’s a very sweet woman…and very honest and open. It might do you well to talk to her.”

Elise nodded, “I’d like that.”

He kissed her forehead, “Good. Now, why don’t we get out of here so that we can play our own games?”

He led her out, and she asked to use the ladies room. He showed her where it was, and she stepped inside and shut the door. She cleaned up a bit and washed her hands, then put her cool hands on her hot face.

“Are you ready for this?” she asked her reflection. After a few seconds she nodded resolutely, and when she walked out, she felt calm and collected. She greeted Adam with a smile, and he smiled back at her, and threaded her arm through his as they left.

The valet got Adam’s car, and they headed back to his apartment. The ride was a quiet one, and once they were safely ensconced upstairs, he poured her a drink. She took it gratefully, and moved over to the living room’s floor to ceiling windows. He let her have a few minutes to herself, and then moved up behind her.

He was worried she would pull away, but instead she leaned back into him. With a smile, he put his arms around her waist and held her close. He caught her eye in the window’s reflection, and she smiled back at him.

“You are so beautiful,” he murmured.

Elise reached up and stroked his face, and he buried his face in her neck, breathing in her scent, and nipping at her earlobe. His straightened, and after taking her drink and setting it aside, unbuckled the strap around her neck and began to peel the dress down her body. She protested weakly, but remained pliant as he pushed it past her hips to puddle at her feet.

He could feel her skin warm as she blushed.  She covered her sex with one hand, and put her other arm across her breasts.

“No, no, no, my pet,” he whispered, “You don’t cover up around me when I want you naked. Never.”

He grabbed her wrists, and pulled her arms back behind her, leaving her fully exposed in front of the window for a moment before spinning her around to face him. “This body of yours, your breasts, your ass, your pussy…it is mine to use as I wish. Understood?” She nodded and he continued, “One of these days you’ll beg me to fuck you in front of this window for anyone to see. But tonight I have other plans.”

He led her to his bedroom, and from there to a set of doors she had assumed before was a closet. Instead they opened up to a room much like she’d seen earlier at Madame Margaret’s, lined with all sorts of interesting looking contraptions. She stood there with her mouth agape until Adam chuckled and put a finger under chin to close her mouth. He led her over to the spanking horse…the apparatus that the couple in the right hand room had been using.

“So, my dear…I noticed that you barely cast a glance over at the couple using this earlier this evening. Why is that?”

Elise looked uncomfortable, “It was something I’d seen used before, so it wasn’t as…interesting as what the other couple were doing.”

Adam cocked an eyebrow, “Oh really? Something you saw when trolling around the wicked internet?”

She blushed, “Yes, Sir.”

“But it’s not anything you’ve actually been on before?”

She shook her head “No, Sir.”

“Is it something you’d like to try?” His line of questions had her fidgeting…he loved how she was so easy to fluster.

“I…suppose so, Sir.”

“That was a yes or no question, my dear…you have to be honest with me.”

Elise wanted nothing more than to be put over it, but was finding it difficult to say so. But finally she answered, “Yes, Sir…I would like to try it.”

“Good girl.”

Now, he had two options. He could just drape her over the narrow width of it and secure her that way, or he could have her lie along the length of it with her legs straddling it. That way certainly left her more vulnerable and open, but he felt she could handle it. After all, he wasn’t going to punish her that badly for her first time.

Having decided, he walked her to the end, and scooted her onto it, then put his hand on her neck, and urged her down. Once she was prone he used the chains attached to the floor, along with some adjustable hooks, and clipped them onto the rings on her wrist cuffs and shoes.

She tested the bindings in a way that showed she was curious more than struggling, and then settled into her position almost immediately. Adam rubbed her bottom, and she pressed it back against his palm. She was mentally steeling herself for the first blow, but was surprised when it didn’t come. Instead, Adam came around and squatted down so that they were at eye level.

“So, Elise…it’s time to discuss your punishment. I had originally planned on being fairly easy on you this evening, and maybe giving you about 15 blows. However, your disregard for my wishes that you not wear panties this evening has earned you an additional ten.

Elise squeaked a little when she heard the number and Adam gave her a cruel smile, “Part of your training is to learn to obey my orders. When you don’t do that, you have to pay for your transgressions. That way you remember not to repeat them. I’ll go easy on you in that I’ll only use my hand, but next time I won’t go so lenient.”

He stood behind her, and was pleased to see that her pussy was definitely wet. She really was into this, and he was going to make sure she enjoyed herself.

“Now, you will count after each one. If you forget then we’ll start over, and we’ll continue this until you properly follow my instructions. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Sir,” came her meek reply.

“Good, let’s begin.”

He rubbed her bottom again, and he felt her tense slightly. Then he pulled his hand back, and let it fall on her right cheek with a resounding smack. She jerked a bit, and he waited a beat.

“One,” said Elise breathlessly.

The second blow landed hard on her left cheek, and again she jerked against her bindings, but counted dutifully. Adam continued his assault, but took a break when he got to 15 to check on her. She hadn’t used her safeword, but her voice had a ragged edge to it that concerned him.

“Are you all right, my girl?” he asked, as he stroked her now sopping slit.

She gasped at his touch, and let out a moan. He noticed her makeup had run from the tears eked out by his stinging punishment.

“I’m fine, Sir,” she finally managed to answer.

“You know how to end this if it gets to be too much.”

She let out a little sob as he circled her clit, “Yes, Sir, I know.”

He then probed her pussy with two of his fingers, and moved them inside her as he said, “Ten more it is then. Don’t forget to keep counting.”

She let out a whimper as he removed his fingers. Her punishment so far had been exactly what she’d been hoping for. With each swat of his hand, with every blow, the pain had turned into pleasure radiating through her body, then centering on her core. She had hoped he’d take pity on her and let her come after the first 15, but that wasn’t to be the case. As the last 10 swats cracked against her ass, she became a weeping bundle of nerves. All she wanted at this point was for him to take down his pants, and to fuck her senseless.

Adam could tell just how turned on Elise was. He could tell by how the muscles in her body clenched and released that she was right on the edge. So when he was done, he did what he knew would make her crazy. He walked out, a smile curling his lips as he heard her quiet but plaintive, “No!” as he did so. He figured he’d leave her there stewing in her own juices for about 10 minutes.

What she didn’t realize, was that walking out and leaving her was just as difficult for him. She’d been so good and had performed so well, that he was almost painfully aroused. He wanted the same thing she did. To take his pants down, and fuck the daylights out of her while he admired her now bright pink ass…but she had to learn her place. She had to learn that he was ultimately in control of not only himself, but of her pleasure as well.

He walked out to get a drink, and forced himself to sip it slowly as he walked back to his playroom. At the entrance, he could hear her groan quietly, knowing that she was desperately trying to get relief, but that she was too tightly bound to get any good friction.

After he was done with the drink, he sauntered back in. She stilled as she heard his footsteps come up behind her.

“Please, Sir…” she begged.

“Please what, my pet?” he answered coolly.

“Please, Sir…let me come!” she cried.

“Ah, you remembered to ask permission. But you weren’t doing that earlier were you? You were humping on this thing trying to get yourself off, weren’t you?”

She was quiet for a moment, and then in resignation replied, “Yes, Sir, I was.”

He grabbed her ponytail, lifting up her head and with a hard edge to his voice spoke into her ear, “You will only come when I say so, remember that. Any future endeavors like what you just tried will end up with you trussed up for the night. Are we clear?”

“Yes, Sir,” she squeaked.

“But other than that little display, you’ve done well this evening. So yes, I will let you come.”

As she heard him unzip his pants, she let out a little sigh of relief, and that sigh turned to a groan as the head of his cock began sliding up and down her puffy nether lips. Then with excruciating slowness he began to thrust inside her.

She was ready to scream with frustration…she didn’t want it soft and sweet…she wanted to be ridden hard. But at this point she felt lucky she was getting anything at all, so she resigned herself to whatever he wanted.

Adam watched her as he moved slowly inside of her. He saw just the moment when she gave in completely to him. At that point, he began to circle her clit with his finger, and to pick up the pace of his thrusts.

Elise nearly swooned as he took her harder and harder, his cock filling her so completely, the pleasure of their coupling beginning to overtake her. She whimpered when his body began to slap against her tender ass, spreading the heat even deeper inside her, and gasped when he grabbed her hair once again with his free hand.

“Come for me, babygirl. Make me proud,” he growled. Elise’s hands clenched into fists as she tightened around his cock and with a few strokes on her clit her body stiffened, and she came with a wail. He followed quickly, releasing into her with a grunt.

After a few moments he pulled out, and realizing she must be exhausted, he undid the hooks holding her down. She attempted to stand, and collapsed with a giggle back onto the horse.

He looked at her quizzically, and in a fit of laughter she said, “My legs are asleep!”

He tried not to laugh, but hers was so infectious that he couldn’t help it. He took off her shoes, and helped her to stand. He leaned her against the horse, and knelt down to rub her legs briskly. She hissed as the pins and needles took over, but soon they subsided.

Adam stood then, and took her in his arms. He looked at her a moment, then lowered his head and kissed her tenderly as she wrapped her arms around his neck, and melted against him. He picked her up with ease and took her out to the bedroom and laid her down on the bed.

He joined her, and after covering them both with the duvet, he pulled her to him. Before he could even say anything to her, he realized she was asleep. He stroked her face and kissed her forehead, and she snuggled tight against him in response. He took long enough to remove the tie holding back her hair, then settled in and soon joined her in slumber, humbled and happy to have found a woman that suited him so well.

The Seduction of Elise - Part V

Prior chapters of this story can be found in reverse order here.

When Adam left her on Thursday morning he gave her some instructions on how to dress and act on Saturday, and that he’d be there promptly at 8:00 to fetch her. Now that she was getting ready, she was hesitant about the last order, which was to not wear any undergarments.

It wasn’t necessarily an issue of modesty – although that bothered her a bit as well considering the high cut slits on her dress – but more an embarrassing worry that she’d get turned on by her surroundings, and damage the lining of it as a result. Not to mention she was curious to find out what might happen if she didn’t do exactly what Adam said, but a little afraid too. She opted to chance it, and slipped on the tiniest string bikini she owned, figuring that it wouldn’t show.

She took another look in the mirror, and was again momentarily surprised by the face that looked back at her. She normally didn’t wear much makeup, but tonight she was fully done up, her pale skin powdered, eyes lined elegantly in liquid black liner, brows perfectly arched, and a deep crimson lipstick staining her lips. She’d gone shopping for it all earlier in the day, and had let the salesgirl at the cosmetics counter give her some tips on how to apply it. Her hair was pulled back into a high and tight ponytail which emphasized her features even more, and the loose end of it spilled down her back in fat curls.

She was just putting in her earrings when there was a knock. She glanced at the clock, and noted with some relief that he was early. As she hurried to get the door, she was glad she’d convinced herself to take little extra time to get ready. She opened the door, and held her breath.

Adam stood outside in his impeccably tailored tuxedo, and took her in. She looked…decadent. His eyes drank her in, moving down her body and back up to her perfect face.

“You look incredible,” he murmured.

Elise let out a little sigh of relief, “I’m glad you approve.” She stepped back to let him in, and he closed the door behind him.

“I know I’m early, but I realized I’d forgotten a key part of your outfit. Hold out your hands, please.”

She did as he requested, and Adam proceeded to wrap some velvet lined red leather cuffs around her wrists. They matched her shoes perfectly, and had the same silver buckles and rings. He buckled them tight but not uncomfortably so. When he was finished he took her hands in his and pulled her close, kissing her lightly on the forehead.

“Now you’re ready,” he noticed her hesitate, “is something wrong?”

“I wasn’t sure whether to bring a bag…”

“All you’ll need is your ID and keys, and I will hold onto those for you.”

She fetched those items, and he led her down to the car. Always a gentleman, he opened the car door for her, and she slid in. He caught a tantalizing view of her sleek bare leg and smiled. Once she was settled, he got in and they took off.

The drive was longer than she expected, and they ended up in the outskirts of town, in an area with large, private estates. She giggled nervously, and he glanced over at her, “Something funny?”

“I’m just getting some ‘Eyes Wide Shut’ vibes from these houses. I though you said it was a club?”

“It is, sort of. It’s actually more like a monthly party at the owner’s private residence. It’s one of those things where most of the neighbors know what’s going on, but since there’s never any fuss no one talks about it.”

He turned into a long drive, stopped outside the gate, and pressed a button in the panel on the driver’s side column. A voice crackled through the speaker, and he gave a numbered code. In seconds, the gate began to swing silently open. They went up the curved drive, and Adam stepped out, while a valet opened her door for her, and proffered his hand to help her out.

Adam came around, and put a possessive hand on her lower back. Into her ear he whispered, “Remember what I told you. Keep your eyes down, speak only when spoken to, and use ‘Sir’ or ‘Madam’ when addressing others. You can speak freely to me when we’re in private, but only then. Understood?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Good girl.”

They walked in the door, and got in a receiving line of sorts. Elise couldn’t help but look around furtively, and she saw a woman she presumed to be their hostess sitting in an ornate chair up on a platform. She was a beautiful woman of about 65 years old, and on either side of the chair were two exceedingly handsome men, both stripped to waist, perfectly sculpted, and as still as statues. As couples passed, the submissive of the pair would either curtsey or bow depending on their sex.

This was a bit of etiquette that Adam had failed to tell her about. She guessed it was his way of keeping her a little off balance, but she smiled as she realized that in this case she had a bit of an ace up her sleeve.

Soon they were presented to their hostess and to Adam’s surprise, Elise executed a perfect deep curtsey, the kind a prima ballerina would give at the end of a performance. As she stood she kept her eyes down as Adam had instructed.

“Adam! How wonderful to see you!” their hostess exclaimed. She stood and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

“Madam Margaret…you look stunning as always.”

“So, this is the new girl that you were telling me about,” Elise felt a finger under her chin, and her head was tipped up, “She’s beautiful…and finally a sub that knows how to curtsey properly. Is she really new to the lifestyle?”

“She is.”

“What is your name, child,” the woman asked her.

“My name is Elise, Madam,” she replied quietly.

“It suits you. You are a lucky girl…Adam will be a wonderful Master to you.”

Madam Margaret turned back to Adam, and Elise lowered her head, “I’m sure you’ll have a lovely time this evening. I have observation room three reserved for you, and your waiter’s name is Michael. Call on him if you need anything at all.”

“Thank you very much, Madam,” Adam replied, lifting her hand to his lips, “Your hospitality is unsurpassed as usual. Elise, follow me.”

With that they left the platform, and headed out into the vast entry hall. Their reserved room was on the second floor, and Adam steadied her as they ascended the stairs. They found their room with the waiter standing at attention outside. Adam ordered a vodka tonic for himself, and a glass of pinot noir for her, and they entered.

From the outside the room looked wide, but inside it was actually narrow; a mere slice of space carved out of two neighboring rooms, with just enough room for a couch and a couple of end tables on either side. Two slim floor lamps tucked in the back corners provided the only light in the room. The inside walls were currently covered with heavy cream colored curtains. Adam closed the door behind them and turned to her with a grin.

“Well, you’re full of surprises.”

Elise leaned against the back of the couch, and tried to hold back a smile but failed, “Twelve years of ballet finally paid off.”

“Twelve years? Why did you quit?”

“I had to. I had late growth spurt when I was 15, but instead of growing up, I filled out. But I still practice every morning, and I have a little studio in the basement with a ballet barre and mirrors.”

Adam got a mischievous glint in his eye, “Do you? That could come in handy for other things, too.”

She laughed, but then stilled when he suddenly got serious and added, “We’ll wait until Michael comes back with our drinks before we get started. However, we need to discuss the fact that you didn’t follow my instructions on what not to wear this evening.”

Elise started and looked over at him, “How did you…”

He smirked, “As you showed off your curtsey, you also showed off your panty line.”

She blushed, “I’m sorry…I was just nervous, and I didn’t want to ruin the dress.”

“Ruin the dress? How so?”

She turned even redder, “I was afraid that if I got…aroused… I didn’t want to stain the lining.”

Adam stared at her for a moment, and then laughed, “My dear, that’s what dry cleaners are for.”

But she looked so miserable and embarrassed, that he went over to her, took her in his arms, and gave her a gentle kiss, “You are so sweet,” he whispered, “and that will get you a little mercy this evening. Now, take them off and give them to me.”

She pulled back and looked up at him, then silently slid them down her legs, and gave them over. He tucked them into his jacket pocket, as a knock on the door announced the arrival of their waiter. He dropped the drinks off on one of the end tables, and Adam slipped him a tip. He bowed and left quietly, shutting the door tightly behind him.

Adam handed Elise her wine, and she sat down on the couch, sipping it nervously as he opened the curtains. They revealed floor to ceiling windows that he assured her were one way glass. They would be able to observe, but the people inside couldn’t see them. At the moment the rooms – bedecked with all kinds of interesting apparatuses - were empty, which is why it had been so quiet. But after a few moments a couple entered the room on the left, and after a beat another couple entered the right.

“Let the show begin,” he murmured.

The Seduction of Elise - Part IV

Click here for Part I, Part II, and Part III.

Elise was excited and a little giddy about her shopping trip with Adam. He’d called her earlier in the week to get her dress size and measurements, and she was curious to see what he had in store for her. At 6:45 she began to close up and by 7:00 was outside her store, which was locked up tight.

Adam drove up and leaned over to open the passenger door, and she slipped into the seat. After a quick kiss she sat back and buckled her seatbelt. They drove to the part of town that every city has...a little seedy, usually catering to the artists and those with alternative lifestyles.

They pulled in front of a shop selling a variety of leather goods, including clothing. As they entered Elise couldn’t help but gaze over the racks of crops, whips, paddles, straps, and other accoutrements. They headed to the back of the store where the more expensive items were kept and were met by the manager, an older, bearded, and heavily tattooed man that warmly greeted Adam, and introduced himself to her as George.

“Dr. Walther! It’s always so nice to see you, sir. I’ve put the items you requested in dressing room three. Please let me know if there’s anything you need.”

“Thank you, George. It’s much appreciated,” Adam smiled, and led Elise to the rear of the store where the dressing rooms were. She drew back the curtain, and was faced with a rack of assorted dresses. Adam came up behind her and murmured, “I’m sure not all of these will be your style. I just had George pull what he thought would fit from the information you gave me. But give them a try, and let’s have a little fun.”

She looked through some of the dresses and giggled. She couldn’t wait to see what some of the wilder garments would look like. Adam stepped out, and she undressed to try on the first dress. She glanced at the signs in the dressing room and let out a laugh.

“What’s so funny?”

“The signs in here…’Only ONE person in the dressing room at a time!’, ‘Underwear MUST remain on while trying on clothes!’, ‘All garments WILL be inspected upon return!’, and ‘Dressing rooms CAN be monitored at any time!’…I’m guessing they’ve had issues with some hanky panky in here in the past.”

She finished putting on the first dress - a tawdry looking halter dress with lots of studs and chains - and stepped out of the room to get Adam’s input. His look of dismay caused another fit of laugher from her. He pointed her back into the dressing room, and she removed that one and tried on the next. That dress got a similar reaction, so she went back in to try on another one.

The next couple didn’t fit at all, so she skipped showing Adam those. A couple of the dresses weren’t leather but latex, and she dismissed those as well. They were far too tight and sticky. And then…she saw it.

“Are you alive in there?” Adam inquired.

“Sorry, the last couple didn’t fit. But if the one I’m looking at does, I think we’ve found it.”

“I can’t wait to see it.”

She slipped the dress on. It was a cap sleeved, black leather cheongsam style dress, with red leather piping and frog closures, and was embroidered with black silk thread and lined in red silk. It had a high mandarin collar that buckled in the back, a modest keyhole opening in the front, and a very deep keyhole in the back. It was cut so low that her purple lace boyshorts were peeping out. The length was to just below the knees, and it was scandalously slit up both sides to mid hip.

With bright eyes, she pulled the curtain aside and stepped out. Adam let out a low whistle, and smiled appreciatively. He motioned for her to spin around and nodded his approval. As she admired it in the three-way mirror, Adam came up behind her, and put his hands on her shoulders. She met his eyes, and noticed the wolfish smile on his face.

“All I want to do right now is lift up the back of this skirt, and turn your bottom the same lovely shade of red as that lining. So you’d best take it off before I do it, and get us kicked out of the store.”

Elise wiggled her hips back into him, and he grinned.  He gave her a swat on the behind and scooted her back towards the dressing room. She laughed and went in to change, and then they carried the dress to the counter.

“Now…shoes,” Adam led her to the shoe section, and they perused the selection. After a few minutes of looking he called her over, “How about these?”

Elise walked over, and saw him holding a pair of simple red leather pumps with a slight platform, and high spike heel. They had a wide ankle strap with a silver buckle and a sturdy ring. She sat down and tried on a pair in her size. She managed the heels well and took a graceful turn in them, surprised that they were more comfortable than they looked.

“They’re perfect!” she exclaimed.

“Wonderful. Why don’t you wander around while I pay for this, and then we’ll go get something to eat.”

“Are you sure I can’t…”

Adam put a finger on her lips, “This is on me. Trust me, showing you off in this outfit will be all the payment I need,” he leaned and kissed her, “among other things,” he winked, and headed to the counter.

After they left, he took her to a small diner nearby. It wasn’t much to look at, but it was clean and the food was greasy and delicious. As they laughed and chatted through dinner, she was seeing a relaxed and more humorous side to Adam, and found it very appealing.

On the drive home, things were quiet but comfortable. When they got to Elise’s, Adam retrieved her things from the trunk of the car, and then he walked her up to her apartment. She invited him in for a drink, and he accepted. Once they settled on the couch, his countenance became more serious once again.

“Elise, I wanted to talk to you about Saturday.”

She turned to him, “I’m glad you brought that up to be honest. I’m very curious…and a little nervous.”

“The place we’re going is a private club, owned by a dear old friend of mine. As you may have guessed, it is BDSM themed, and you will be going there as my submissive partner. I know on the sheet you gave me, you said you weren’t comfortable with doing any sort of play in public, and I want to assure you that will not happen.”

She nodded, and he saw that she was noticeably relieved.

“We are going there mostly to observe. I want to watch how you react to the things you see, so I’ve reserved a private observation room for us. We’ll be able to see other members, but they won’t be able to see us.”

“I’m guessing they know they might be being watched?”

“Oh yes. They get off on that sort of thing.” She tried not to smile, and shook her head a little. Adam put a finger under her chin, and lifted her head so that she was looking at him, “Are you all right?”

“I’m fine, I’m just a little overwhelmed by it all.”

He leaned in and kissed her, “Don’t be nervous,” he whispered, “I’ll be there with you all the way.”

Elise let out a little gasp as he entwined his fingers in her hair, and pulled her head back to expose her neck. His lips trailed down one side, then back up the other. When he reached her ear he growled, “Go to the bedroom, get undressed, and wait for me there.”

At his words, she felt a rush of moisture between her legs. He leaned back and she got up to do as he’d said. He walked into the kitchen and got another drink for himself, and after he figured she’d had enough time, he followed her.

He found her standing naked and still by the bed, obviously unsure of what to do. He glanced at her bed and smiled. The craftsman styled headboard was slatted, and perfect for what he had in mind. He walked up behind her, and ran his hands from her shoulders down her arms. He gripped her wrists and lifted her arms settling them behind his head.

She leaned back into him slightly as his hands began to explore her body, taking in her luscious curves. He cupped her breasts, drawing lazy circles around her nipples with his fingers. Suddenly he pinched them fairly hard.

Elise let out a little “Oh!”, and ground back against him. It had hurt a bit, but it also caused a rush of pleasure to go straight to her core. She pulled him a little closer, and he dragged her hair to the side, and lightly bit her neck.

“Do you have any scarves?” he asked.

She turned to face him, and he cocked an eyebrow at her and smirked. Wordlessly, she went over to her bureau and rummaged in the top drawer, and pulled some out.  She handed them to him, and waited. He was pleased…she was trying so hard to remain calm, but he could tell by her breathing and the blush on her cheeks that there was some inner turmoil going on inside her.

“Lie on the bed, and put your hands over your head.”

She did as he ordered, and he walked over and soon had her hands secured to the headboard. She had one leg bent, and slightly crossed over the other, showing her vulnerability. Seeing her this way aroused him greatly, and he began to undress. She watched him intently with equal parts lust and apprehension.

Now as naked as she, he joined her on the bed and lay down next to her. He lightly ran his fingers up and down her torso, feeling the muscles flutter under her skin.

“What is your safe word, my dear?”

Elise had expected this question to come up, and had tried to think of something simple, but not something that would be said often during sex, “I’ve decided on lemon.”

“Lemon,” he repeated, “That should be easy enough to remember.” He pried her legs apart, and adjusted so that he kneeling between them, “You look so beautiful bound, my pet. I’ve wanted to see you like this for a long time.”

He bent over and kissed her gently, and began to move his mouth down her body. He latched onto one nipple and sucked on it, varying the pressure until she was squirming underneath him. He then moved to the other and repeated his actions. He trailed a line of kisses down her belly, stopping to tongue her little belly button.

He grabbed her hips, and held her tightly until she stilled. Spreading her legs even wider, he dipped his head until he was at eye level with her pretty pussy. Using his thumbs, he outlined her now puffy outer lips, and observed the moisture that trickled out from between them. Very slowly he licked it up, using just the tip of his tongue, and he heard her let out a shaky breath. He smiled, blew softly, and felt her shudder.

Adam continued to tease, kissing, nibbling, and licking her everywhere except directly on her clit. She was flushed, dripping, and considering the noises she was making, he was driving her crazy. Elise tried desperately to close her legs around his head, but a light slap on her inner thigh stopped her quick. He kept this up for almost half an hour, until he heard her sob. He looked up at her, and saw two tears slowly tracking down her cheeks.

“Is something wrong, my sweet girl?”

All she could say was “Oh please, oh please…”

“Please what?”

She took a deep breath, “Please, let me come.”

He chuckled, “You’re getting closer, try again.”

Elise was crying in earnest now, “Please, Sir…will you let me come?”

“Good girl…let me see what I can do.”

He lowered his head, and began to circle her clit with his tongue. Her hips lifted off the bed in response, and he took advantage of that to wrap his arms around her thighs to hold her still and sucked on it hard, causing her to cry out. He then nibbled lightly on it, and Elise nearly went out of her head.

Adam finally decided to take mercy on her, and alternated between gently sucking it, and lightly flicking his tongue across it until he felt her stiffen. Just as she was on the brink of a massive climax, he stopped.

Elise began to cry again, and he moved quickly up her body, shoving his hard cock into her in one swift motion. He ground his hips against her giving her clit the last bit of friction it needed to drive her over the edge. She locked her legs around him, and came with a little scream, clenching the walls of her pussy around his cock as he rocked it in and out of her.

Now more concerned with his own pleasure, he began to fuck her hard. She did her best to meet his thrusts, but he could tell she was nearly insensate. To get her to focus, he bit her lightly on her ear, and she turned her head towards him.

“Such pretty tears, my pet,” he whispered, “you are mine now. Do you understand?”

She nodded, and he kissed her, and thrust into her again and again, building up her pleasure as he took his own.

“Come for me, Elise…come for me, my gorgeous little slut.”

His words seemed to awaken something in her, and her motions became more precise. He knelt up, and plunged his cock into her, while using his thumb to rub her clit. She came again, more quietly this time, and her pussy milked his cock until he came with a groan, filling her with his cum.

He looked down at Elise. Her skin was mottled and covered with a sheen of sweat. Her hair was spread across the pillow and her mascara had streaked her face. She was straining against her bindings and still weeping a little, so he reached up and untied the scarves, and she lowered her hands slowly, covering her face with them.

Adam moved alongside her, and gathered her in his arms. He whispered sweet nothings in her ear while he rubbed her back. He kissed her neck, and let her cry into his shoulder. Things had gotten a bit more intense for her than he had planned, and he mentally scolded himself for forgetting that she was new to all of this.

After a few minutes she calmed down and snaked her arms around his neck, and he pulled back to look at her, and wiped away the remains of her tears.

“Are you all right?” he asked, almost hesitantly.

Elise let out a hiccup, and nodded.

“You were perfect, my sweet girl. I pushed you hard tonight, but you were wonderful. Now, be honest with me…did you enjoy it?”

She looked up at him, and gave him a smile that was almost beatific, “It was amazing.”

He took one of her wrists in his hand and kissed her pulse point, and noting the dent left behind by the scarf, rubbed it gently, “This is just the beginning, Elise. We’re going to go on quite a journey together. Do you think you’re ready?”

She snuggled into him, and he held her tight. She kissed along his jaw up to his ear and whispered, “I am.”

The Seduction of Elise – Part III

Click here for Part I and Part II.

Elise woke up to the smell of coffee, and opened her eyes to see Adam at the bedside with a mug of it for her.  She took it gratefully, and while she sipped it he sat on the bed by her and stroked her leg which was peeking out of the coverlet.

Their eyes met, and he smiled, “Why don’t you take a shower, and meet me in the kitchen for some breakfast.”  Elise nodded, and he took the mug from her.  She slipped out of bed, and made her way to the bathroom while he sat back and enjoyed the view.

After the shower she felt so much better.  She slipped on the robe Adam had retrieved from the floor and laid on the bed for her.  The scent of bacon had her mouth watering, and led her to the spacious kitchen.  Adam had set up some casual place settings on the center island. She asked if she could help, and he laughed and shooed her over to a nearby stool.  He brought her some more coffee, and they chatted comfortably as he cooked up some scrambled eggs and toast.

Her stomach growled, and when Adam put the plate in front of her, she tucked in.  She wolfed the food down, then looked at him sheepishly when she realized that he was only partway through.  He grinned, “I guess last night’s activities made you hungry?”

She laughed, “I guess it did.”

“Would you like some more?” he teased.

She thought for a minute then asked, “Is there any more bacon?”

Adam chuckled, “Sure thing, help yourself.” 

Elise got a couple more strips of bacon from the counter, and nibbled on them while he finished his breakfast.

As he stood behind her to collect her plate, he leaned and growled in her ear, “I appreciate a woman with a good appetite.”

She felt a little shiver go through her.  It was a fairly innocuous thing to say, but the way he said it made her tingle.  She helped with the dishes, then they got dressed and Adam gave her a ride back to her place. He stopped out front of her building then turned to her, “So what are your plans for today?”

“Thankfully I don’t have any.  I was probably going to start putting together some new wine racks that I ordered.”

He looked at her intently, “I’d like you do me a favor.”

“Of course!”

“I want you to think about what we discussed last night, and make up a list for me of everything that you would like to try, have thought about trying but aren’t so sure of, and anything that would be totally off limits.  I have to go into the office for a while, but I thought that later this evening I could bring dinner by, and we could discuss it.”

Elise seemed puzzled so he continued, “Because you’re new to this sort of partnership, I want to be sure that we’re on the same page. In order for this relationship to work, I have to know what your limits are,” he took her face in his hands and his voice lowered, “I fully intend to push those limits, my dear…make no mistake.  But I need to know where to begin.”

She nodded, and looked at him with eyes wide as saucers.  He leaned in and kissed her hard, “I’ll come about 7:00 if that’s acceptable to you?”

“Yes, that’s fine,” she smiled at him, and stepped out of the car, “I look forward to it.”

After a quick change of clothes, Elise went down to the shop to put some of the new racks together.  The old ones were so beat up, and she had wanted to update the store a little, and figured that was the best way to start. 

As she worked, she thought about what Adam had asked her to do.  She was trying to work through how fast things had changed between them, and even though it had turned out to be exactly what she wanted, it was still hard to process.

She’d always considered herself a feminist, and a very confident and independent woman.  She’d been on her own since she was 18, had put herself through college, and had now inherited and was running a very successful little business.  Never in the scheme of things would she have figured that she’d be embarking in a sexual relationship where she’d basically be some man’s slave...where her needs would be secondary to his.

But Adam wasn’t just any man.  She felt a level of trust with him that she hadn’t known with anyone else.  He knew exactly what he was, and what he wanted, and had no compunction about going after it. And deep down inside herself she realized that this is what she wanted, and what she’d been looking for in prior relationships but hadn’t been able to find.

She didn’t know why she reacted the way she did to being dominated.  She’d had a conventional childhood.  She had no Daddy issues, she had never been abused.  But the times she’d asked her boyfriends to tie her up or to spank her, she’d felt a wildly increased level of arousal, and craved more.  But her prior lovers hadn’t shared that, and one had flat out refused and even broke up with her over it.

After lunch, she rummaged around for a pad and pencil, and sat down on the couch to do as Adam had asked.  She divided the page into three columns, and started writing.  When she was finished, she found that there was a lot fewer things in the “Maybe” and “No” columns than she had expected, and as she reviewed what she’d written, she began to play the scenarios in her head, and found herself getting aroused.

She shook it off, and put the list on the side table for later and went back to work.  At about 4:00 she was tired and dirty, and went upstairs to clean up the apartment a bit, then shower and change for dinner. 

Adam arrived promptly at 7:00, carrying bags of Chinese takeout.  He kissed her hello, and she got out some napkins and dishes.  She opened a bottle of wine, and they grabbed some chopsticks and sat at her small kitchen table trying all the different dishes, and chatting about how their days had gone.  The mood was light and comfortable, and once dinner was over and the food put away, she poured them some more wine and they moved over to the couch.

“So,” Adam asked, “did you do as I asked?”

Elise sat up and grabbed the pad from the table and handed it to him.  He settled back into the cushions, and put an arm around her shoulders and pulled her in close.  He read through the list a couple of times, and she noticed a small smile cross his lips.  When he was finished he tore the sheet off, folded it, and put it in his pocket.

He snuggled her close and kissed her on the top of the head, “I must say, I admire your willingness to try new things, and I think we have a wonderful adventure ahead of us. I have a place I would like to take you.  We can go next Saturday, but I’d like to take you shopping during the week in preparation for our date.  How does that sound to you?”

“That sounds fine.”

“Good.  Now, I hate to cut the evening short, but I have an early day tomorrow,” he stood, and helped her up. 

Elise was disappointed as she’d hoped that he’d stay the night, but she put on a brave face as she walked him to the door.  He took her in his arms and kissed her, leaving her breathless and weak in the knees.  “Pick you up on Wednesday at closing time?”

“Wednesday will be fine,” she whispered.

He tilted her head up so that she was looking him in the eye, “Elise, do you trust me?”

“I do.”

“Good.  Because as long as you’re in my care nothing will happen that you don’t want.” He gave her another quick kiss, and then he was gone.

The Seduction of Elise - Part II

Here is a link to Part I if you need it.

Elise heard his question, but it took a minute to register. She looked at him quizzically, “But why would I want to leave?”

Adam smiled, “Wait here just a moment. I’ll be right back.”

She leaned against the wall and gathered her wits. Adam returned promptly with a cozy white robe, which he wrapped around her. He picked up her dress, and led her to the living room where he sat her on the couch, and hung her dress in the hall closet so it wouldn’t wrinkle.

“Would you like a glass of wine?” he asked.

Elise nodded, and he went to the kitchen to get them some.

When he returned he handed her glass over, then sat down on the ottoman opposite her. He swirled his own wine thoughtfully a moment, then spoke quietly, “I suppose I should explain further. I have certain sexual proclivities that aren’t always considered acceptable in polite society. I simply don’t want to push you into anything you might be uncomfortable with. I’m far too fond of you to want to hurt you,” he glanced up at her and smiled slyly, “Unless of course, you want me to.”

As his words sunk in, Elise blushed and ducked her head, “Ah, so my intuition about you was correct. You’re a Dominant, aren’t you?”

“What was your first guess?”

She peeked up at him through her lashes, “Well, I’ve always gotten a certain vibe from you. Then there were the odd questions while we were dancing, and your actions in the hall just now sort of confirmed it for me.”

“Are you familiar with the lifestyle?”

“I’ve…done some reading.”

“Oh God, please tell me you didn’t read those silly ‘mommy porn’ books.”

She laughed, “No, I heard they were awful. But I’ve read some de Sade, “The Story of O”, and the “Sleeping Beauty” trilogy among others, and of course the internet can be a very wicked place.”

He ducked his head to look her in the eye, “And what was your opinion of these books? Did you enjoy reading them?”

She lifted her head and nodded, “Yes. And I’ve approached my boyfriends in the past about doing a little role-play, and enjoyed it very much. However they were never really that interested in it, and I was always left feeling…somehow unfulfilled.”

“I have to admit, I’m a bit surprised by this.”

Elise laughed, “Well, I am 32, and hardly a virgin after all.”

Adam smiled, “I guess not. Still, I have to say I find these confessions of yours encouraging. Now, I’m not looking for a needy little supplicant that mopes around and just does what I tell her. For this kind of relationship to work, I want a woman who’s intelligent and comfortable in her own skin. There’s no contract that I’d ask you to sign, and I would never force you to stay if you didn’t want to, and most of all I would need you trust me…to be a partner in this venture.”

She nodded, “A yin to your yang, in other words.”

“Exactly…I’d need your light to counteract my darkness.”

Elise sipped her wine, and thought for a moment, “I’m not really that experienced…”

He leaned in and gave her a light kiss, “You don’t need to be. You just have to be willing to give it a try. Would you like to?”

With a boldness that surprised even her, Elise put her wine on the side table, took Adam’s hand, and placed it at the juncture between her thighs. He groaned just a little as he felt how wet she was. 

Her breath quickened, “Does that give you my answer well enough?”

Adam put his wine glass beside hers on the table, and he reached over to tug at her panties. She lifted her hips, and he slid them down her stockinged legs. “Yes it does," he replied, "and tonight, we won’t play roles. Tonight we’ll just be lovers.”

He knelt in front of her, and spread her legs, running his hands up her thighs. She slid forward a little, and he soon was separating her inner lips with his fingers. He leaned in, and placed little kisses on her smooth mound, and flicked his tongue against her clit. He worked his hands under her legs, and cupped her ass, pulling her closer. He explored her sex with his tongue, working around it in circles, occasionally sucking her clit between his lips.

Her little mewls of pleasure delighted him, and he kept up his teasing. With one hand, he rubbed her little nub, while he explored her pussy with his tongue. Soon his ministrations had her quaking, and her hands tangled in his hair, encouraging him to get a little rougher. He acquiesced, and soon he had her crying out as her orgasm washed over her.

Adam undid the tie on her robe, and pulled it apart, exposing her. He wrapped her in his arms, and kissed her. Elise wanted to feel his skin against hers, and moved to unbutton his shirt, but let out a moan of frustration when she encountered his confounding shirt studs.

He laughed and stood, and helped her to her feet, “Come with me,” he whispered, and they headed towards his bedroom. He pulled down the spread, and gently sat her on the bed. She was about to remove her shoes and roll off her stockings when he stopped her, “No, those are so sexy…please leave them on.”

She shrugged, and sat watching him begin to undress. With practiced ease he undid the studs and cufflinks of his shirt, and once they were put away she stood, slipped off the robe, and walked over to him.

“Please…let me?”

He chuckled, and she smiled up at him. She undid the last few buttons of his shirt, and slid it off his shoulders. She ran her hands down his arms, and back up his chest, through his light chest hair. He rested his hands on her hips, and they kissed, pressing tight to each other. She could still taste her musk on his mouth, and let out a little groan. Quickly she unbuckled his belt, and undid his pants, shoving them down. She reached into his boxer briefs, and stroked his now rock hard cock.

Adam kicked off his shoes, stepped out of his pants, and walked the two of them over to bed, never breaking their kiss. The backs of her knees bumped against the edge, and she lost her balance and toppled over with a giggle. Adam quickly removed his underwear and socks and joined her on the bed, sliding his body on top of hers.

She felt his cock against her belly, and scooted back a little, wrapping her silky legs around him and moving her hips so it was aligned with her pussy. With a groan he slowly entered her, and her nails dug into his back. With a growl he pushed in a bit harder, and she lifted her hips to meet his. She gasped when he was fully inside her, and he rested against her for a moment before he began to draw out, and then plunge back into her.

They soon established a rhythm, and he ducked his head to take one of her nipples in his mouth. He continued to move in her as he sucked on it, and he felt her hand snake down between them to rub her clit. The mix of sensations soon had her coming with a shout, and he felt her pussy contract around him. He picked up his pace, and she held on tighter as he pounded inside of her. With a growl he came, releasing a volley of cum.

Elise held him tightly against her, and buried her face in his neck. They rested together that way for a moment, and then she pushed him gently off of her, and onto his back. She excused herself for a moment, and went into the adjoining bathroom. Adam heard the water running in the sink, and she came back a moment later with a wet, warm washcloth. She used it to wipe him clean, then replaced the cloth with her mouth. She ran her tongue around the crown of his cock, and wrapped her lips around his still hard shaft. She cradled his balls gently with one hand, and began to bob her head, hollowing her cheeks as she sucked on him. Adam let out a groan, and brushed her hair aside so that could watch her work. 

Unbeknownst to her, he’d fantasized about her much the way she had about him. He’d get himself off imagining tying her down, teasing her body until her skin flushed and she begged him to let her come. About taking a paddle to her luscious ass until it was bright pink, then burying his cock in her soft folds. Cuffing her hands behind her, and having her kneel in front of him, and suck him off.

He grabbed a handful of her hair, and pulled her head up. She let him go with a little popping sound, and she moved up on the bed to straddle him. She worked her pussy along his length, and the warm wetness of it inflamed him.

He grabbed her hips, and maneuvered her pussy over him, and she slid down his length and encased him in her heat. She undulated on top of him, moving her hips sensually up and down. It was slow, and excruciatingly sweet, but as her own passion began to take over, she began to move more erratically. She leaned over him, her nipples brushing his chest, and he stroked his fingers down her back.

“Baby, I want to fuck you from behind,” he whispered in her ear. She nodded, and moved off of him to the other side of the bed, and waited expectantly, subconsciously wiggling her ass just the slightest bit. It took everything he had to not to warm it with his hand. Instead he lined up his cock with her slick opening, and thrust forward.

Her arms buckled slightly, and as he began to piston into her, she let out a guttural moan. Soon her moans turned to incoherent begging, and she began to push back and meet his thrusts with her own. Their bodies slapped together, and she clutched him tightly inside her. This time they came together, perfectly in synch.

Elise was spent. She’d come more in one night than she had in weeks, and could barely hold herself up anymore. Adam pulled out of her and lay back, and she kicked off her shoes, and snuggled her body up against his, and promptly fell asleep. He pulled the spread over them, and grabbed a remote from the night table, and dimmed the lights in the room.

Yes, he’d dreamt about this many times, but reality was turning out to be so much better.

The Seduction of Elise - Part I

As Adam led Elise to her seat, he allowed his hand to move up from her lower back to stroke the bare skin a few inches higher, and smiled when he felt goose bumps stipple that smooth expanse. A little shiver followed, causing the long chain dotted with topaz colored stones that hung down her back to jingle ever so slightly.

He knew that she’d probably spent more than she could afford on the emerald gown in an attempt to impress him, and he admitted that it had worked. The color matched her eyes, and flattered her pale skin and dark hair, which she’d worn up and fastened with a jeweled clip.

She was tense – and had been all through dinner despite holding her own in the conversation – but as they took their seats and she allowed herself to take in her surroundings, he noticed some of that tension drain from her shoulders. The discordant noises that came from the orchestra pit as the musicians warmed up made conversation impossible, so he let himself just observe her.

She felt his gaze on her, met his eyes, and gave him a dazzling smile. But he noticed that despite the smile, she gripped her program just a little tighter. He wasn’t surprised at her nervousness. It was a natural reaction to being in an environment that she wasn’t accustomed to, and wanting very much to fit in. He knew that on her salary, dinner at a five star restaurant and a night at the opera wasn’t something she experienced on regular basis.

Elise was an employee at a small wine shop that he’d been going to for years. He was quite the gourmand, and found that they carried the best selection in town, and what they didn’t stock they could always get for him. Other than the owner she was the only employee, and over the years he’d become smitten with her sunny demeanor, witty humor, and knowledge on a wide variety of topics.

The owner had recently passed away, leaving to her the building that housed the shop and her apartment. She’d been overwhelmed by the grief of losing her mentor who’d been like a surrogate father to her, and who’d taught her everything she knew about the business. So Adam had invited her to join him this evening in hopes of lifting her spirits, as he missed her usual happy self.

As the house lights dimmed, he turned his attention to the stage. The opera was “Don Giovanni”, which Elise had mentioned in the past was one of her favorites. As the orchestra began to play the opening notes of the score and the curtain rose, he let himself get lost in the music.

After intermission and before the second act began, he’d offered his hand and she took it, albeit a bit hesitantly. During the Commendatore scene, her grip tightened a bit. No matter how many times one had seen it, it was an intense and frightening finale, and the local company did an outstanding job with the mood and the costumes.

When the opera was over, she applauded enthusiastically, and turned to him with a wide smile. He was struck again by her loveliness, and returned her smile with one of his own. Once the curtain calls were done and they’d filed out into the cool evening, he suggested that they finish up the evening with a cocktail.

They ended up at a little piano bar that he knew would be a quiet space to wind down. As they sipped their drinks and talked about the opera, Elise seemed happy and finally relaxed. He leaned over and asked her to dance, and noticed the little blush on her cheeks as she nodded.

As he put his arm around her waist, he felt rather than heard her little gasp. She rested her hand lightly on his shoulder as their other hands joined, and he spun her onto the dance floor.

“I have been remiss by failing to mention just how beautiful you look this evening,” he murmured.

She looked up at him and replied with a smile and a simple, “Thank you.”

“Tell me, why did choose this dress for tonight?”

She laughed a little at the odd question, and after thinking a moment replied, “It’s a classic silhouette which means I can easily wear it more than once, I felt the color suited me, and I thought it was alluring without being gauche.”

Adam chuckled, “It’s actually very alluring without being gauche…and the material?”

She laughed, “It’s October and chilly…velvet is seasonal.”

“Is that all?”

She blushed again, and looked down, “Well, it’s also very…touchable, isn't it?”

He pulled her a bit closer, and her breath quickened, “Were you hoping it would tempt me to touch you?” After a brief pause he felt her nod her head in reply.

“Well, it worked,” he whispered, and the feel of his breath so close to her ear, caused her to tense up all over again. Her heartbeat quickened, and he could feel it pounding through his tuxedo jacket. He drew his fingers lightly up her back, “But do you realize that your skin is even softer and more alluring than your dress?”

She let out a little squeak that he found amusing. He pulled back to look at her, and found her face was flushed, her pupils were wide, and her breathing was a bit ragged. He could feel the heat coming off of her, and felt himself starting to respond to it.

“Do you realize, my dear Elise, that you’re displaying all the signs of a fight or flight response? Do I frighten you?”

“No,” she whispered.

“Do you wish to flee from me?”

“No, and I don’t want to fight you either,” she replied.

He rested his cheek against her hair, and breathed in the fresh smell of her, “So tell me…what do you want then?”

This time it was she that pulled back and looked at him, her eyes wide as she took in his handsome features, and processed through what he was asking, knowing that he expected nothing but complete honesty and replied, “You. I want you.”

“And what do you want from me?”

Elise stammered, “I don’t know.”

“Oh, yes you do. Tell me.”

She couldn’t believe this all was happening…she’d been attracted to this man for so long, and realized now that the attraction was mutual. The air around them seemed to be crackling with energy, and as he waited patiently for her reply, she struggled to put her answer into words.

“I want you to bring me home and undress me, kiss me everywhere, and then…take me. Please.”

“I would love nothing more my dear, but I have to admit you’re so tense I’m almost afraid to let you go. Do you promise if I do that you won’t fly apart on me?”

“I promise.”

“Good. Why don’t you wait for me in the lobby…I’ll be out after I pay the bill.”

She nodded, “Actually, I think I'll wait outside…I could use some air.”

“Very well, I’ll meet you in a moment.”

As Elise stood outside, she was tempted to just hail a cab and go home, because she had to admit Adam did frighten her a little. Well, maybe not frighten, but she found him a bit intimidating. He was wealthy and successful, accomplished and cultured, but there was something animalistic behind his well mannered exterior. She had just given him permission to unleash that on her, and was wondering if that had been a smart thing to do.

On the other hand, over the years she had fantasized about this very moment...about him taking her home, slipping her dress off of her body so that it puddled at her feet, and ravaging her…and she shuddered in delight at the thought.

Deep in her reverie, she didn’t notice him behind her until he draped her wrap over her shoulders, “You forgot this, and your handbag,” he pressed the small bag into her hands, and handed his ticket to valet. The young man retrieved Adam’s Mercedes, and within minutes they were on their way to his apartment.

During the drive, Adam noticed Elise put her head back and close her eyes. As he took in the lines of her elegant neck, he realized she seemed preoccupied. He wondered whether he’d taken things too far too soon, if he’d overwhelmed her, and if it would be better to just take her back to her place and call it a night. As if realizing his doubt, she opened her eyes and looked over at him, and what he read in her expression gave him the assurance that she wanted this as much as he did.

They pulled in front of his building, and the doorman got her door for her, and helped her out. She waited in the lobby as Adam parked the car, and then they headed to the elevator to go to his flat. The doorman looked after them quizzically. Dr. Walther was a very private man, and rarely brought people back to his apartment, so this young woman must be someone important to him.

Adam put in his key card, and hit the button for the 26th floor. He had the entire floor to himself, requiring this special access. As the doors closed, his hand snaked up under Elise’s wrap, and his arm went around her waist possessively for the ride up.

A small ding announced their arrival, and when the doors opened, he led her out. A long hallway stretched ahead of them, bisecting the space. Before they’d taken five steps down the hall, he was on her. He pushed her up against the wall, and she cried out in surprise, but then melted against him. Their lips met, and his kiss sent a shock through her system. She dropped her purse as he tore off her wrap, and then she twined her arms around his neck, as his circled her waist.

It was everything she’d hoped for. Hot, passionate, and somewhat messy. Any properness he’d shown before was lost as their lips and tongues explored, and his hands roamed over her body. He was unleashing the animal, and she couldn’t be happier about it.

His touch was hot on her skin, and his fingers found the zipper at the back of her dress and pulled it down. He moved his mouth along her neck to her shoulder as he slid her dress off, and nipped at her fragrant skin.

The boning of her gown had provided enough support that she hadn’t needed to wear a brassiere, and his hands palmed her breasts for a moment before pulling her dress the rest of the way off. As it fell to the floor, he stood back and looked at her. She had on little black panties, some lace topped thigh high stockings, and her heels. As he watched, she pulled out the clip from her hair, shaking her head and letting it cascade over her shoulders.

Adam reached out, and put his hand down the front of her panties. He marveled at just how hot and wet she was, and as he ran a finger over her clit she let out a little yelp. He removed his hand and grabbed her wrists, putting her arms over her head. He held them in place with his left hand, then leaned into her and stroked her again with the right. She trembled against him, and he watched her intently.

“Look at me,” he commanded, and her eyes flew open, “I want to watch you come.”

He strummed his finger lightly against her clit. She writhed in his grasp, wanting more friction, but instead of giving her what she wanted, he lowered his mouth to her breast and sucked her nipple. She bucked against him, and he switched his attention to the other one, rolling the hard nub between his teeth.  After a few moments, he lifted his head and met her gaze, and smiled almost cruelly.

He continued to tease Elise, to stoke the fire inside of her. He kissed her, and she met his kiss feverishly. As they kissed, he inserted two fingers inside of her, and began to thrust them slowly. His thumb settled more firmly on her clit, and she rode his hand, craving release. As her moans against his mouth became more frantic, he broke the kiss and leaned back. As their eyes locked, she came with a shudder, her clit a hard button, and her pussy pulsating around his fingers.

Despite her pleas for him to stop, that it was too intense, he continued to stroke her through a second climax.  As she stood there panting, he removed his fingers, and lifted them to his nose. He breathed in her musk, and then put them in his mouth for a taste. She was sweet and delicious…the perfect digestif.

Adam put his damp fingers under her chin, and lifted it so that she was looking him right in the eyes,  “This is your last chance to leave, Elise.  You can go now and we can pretend this never happened, or you can stay.  What do you choose?”