She said, “This is crazy, I have to leave. I’m sorry.” He saw the deer-in-the-headlights look in her eyes and hoped she could see he wasn’t going to hurt her. He reached over the table to touch her hand. “If you want to leave, that’s ok. Just tell me, what frightened you?”

 “You,” she said. But she stayed in her seat and looked directly at him. She wanted to be there, but her nerves were jangling, like when you hear footsteps behind you in the dark.

“Why, what did I do?”

“Nothing…I don’t know…it’s just,” she laughed nervously. She wanted to drink her coffee, but her hands were shaking too much to pick up the mug.

 He reached over to take her hand now, gently holding her cold fingers in his warm clasp. “Jennifer, tell me what is wrong? We had had lunch three times. We have talked for weeks about our first encounter. What’s changed?”

“I know, and I did…I do…I guess it’s just real now, Stephen. What if I can’t please you, what if I can’t do all things we talked about?” Her desperation made her voice quake. “What if I’m not good enough?”

He laughed gently and squeezed her hand. “You’re getting ahead of yourself again, Jen.”

Stephen leaned in closely and asked, “Do you trust me? Do you believe that I will go slowly?”

“Yes, but…” He held up his hand to stop her. “Do you believe that I want you?” Her eyes wide as she gasped, “how did you…?”

Stephen nodded. He’d expected this. Jennifer had lost over 100 pounds in the past year and he knew she had body image issues still. They’d talked about it a lot, as he tried to convince her she was perfect for him, no matter what small imperfections her body had. He knew what to do now.

“Stand up!” he commanded. She obeyed without question and looked down at him.

He threw some money on the table and said, “We’re leaving.” He followed her out of the coffee shop into the sunlit day.

“Jennifer, I want you to go home, do your workout, shower and go to bed. I will call you at 9:00pm. Be naked.” He led her to her car and kissed her cheek. “Believe,” he whispered.

She got into the car and drove away, watching him in the rearview mirror. She breathed a sigh of relief, not for being out of his presence, but for knowing that he would make things right.

He waited until she was out of sight then walked back to his condo, just a few blocks away. He had some preparations to make.

The phone rang promptly at 9:00. She answered, “Hello?”

“Did you follow my instructions, Jennifer?”

“Yes, Sir, I am naked in bed as you requested.”

 “I knew you would be. How are you feeling now?”

“Better, Sir, I guess I just got scared.”

“I know, and I know why. This will be the last time I tell you, Jennifer. You will believe me when I say that I want you and think you are beautiful. If you cannot trust me to tell you the truth, then we cannot be together. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Sir, I understand, but…?”

“No buts, Jennifer. Do you believe me? Do you trust me?”

Stephen waited until he heard her little sigh of submission. “Yes Sir. I believe you.”

“Good girl. Now get up and answer your door.”

She heard the doorbell and said, “Is that you?”

“Of course, Jennifer. Hang up the phone and answer the door.”

 He was waiting at the door with flowers in one hand, a red ribbon in the other, and a bag over his shoulder. As she let him in, he said, “Who told you to put on a robe?”

“Uh, oh. I just…sorry Sir.” Jennifer took off her robe and let it fall to the floor. He handed her the flowers and leaned in to kiss her cheek. “That’s better.”

“Now, let’s put these flowers in some water.” He followed her to the kitchen and watched as she got out a vase and filled it with the water and flowers. He walked up behind her and said, “Hold still.” He put the red ribbon around her neck and tied it in a knot. The tail of the ribbon tickled her ass.

“This is a symbol of my claim on you. You are mine now. No one else can touch you without my permission. Do you understand, Jennifer?” He leaned over her shoulder to whisper in her ear, “Believe.”

“Yes Sir, I understand…and believe,” she said with tears in her voice. “Thank you, Sir.”

 He began kissing the back of her neck, above and below her red ribbon. He reached around to grab her breasts, roughly, and pull the nipples as he bit along her shoulder blade.

 She gasped, “Oh.” Her moans filled the air.

 Stephen led her to the bedroom. He moved her desk chair to the center of the room and told her to sit down. “I am going to tie you to the chair, Jennifer. You won’t be able to move, and you won’t be able to see.” He slid a blindfold over her eyes. Her hands went behind her head as he tied them to the top of the chair back. Her legs were spread to the sides of the chair and tied at the knees and ankles.

Her breath was coming fast and shallow, but she said, “I understand, Sir. What am I supposed to do?”

“Nothing, nothing but feel,” said Stephen. “Tonight is for you to feel, and for me to learn what makes you feel. We’re exploring this together, ok? You do not have permission to speak. To show you understand, tip your head down.”

 Jennifer tipped her head down almost to her chest. She wanted to show him just how much she could obey. He laughed, “Don’t choke yourself, Jen. I understand.”

She heard him shuffle in his bag, and soon she heard him undressing. Her heart beat even faster – it was happening, finally!

Stephen walked up to her, “Open your mouth, Jennifer.” As she did, she felt his cock gently caressing her lips. She flicked it with her tongue and he gasped. “Suck it,” he commanded.

Jennifer took the head of his penis in her mouth and slowly applied sucking pressure. She loved this part of sucking cock, the part where she could make him stiffer with just her mouth. She felt him press deeper into her mouth, and let her lips slide along the shaft. He pulled back, slowly fucking her mouth. When she moaned, he stopped. God, she sucked like a whore! Too much, he thought.

“Good girl,” he said. “But now I want you to sit very still.” She heard a vibrator begin to hum. He began to touch her with it to gauge her reactions. Her slit was soaking, but Stephen ignored it for the moment. She moaned when it caressed her neck. Shoulders, not much reaction. Underarm tickled, as did down her sides. She rocked her pelvis as the vibe caressed her ass cheeks, showing how much she enjoyed ass play. He rubbed the vibe down her legs to her feet, where he tickled the bottoms and watched her toes curl. He slid the vibe up her stomach to her tits, where she arched her back to get more sensation. That told him what to do next.

Stephen got out his favorite pair of nipple clamps. He said, “Jennifer, these clamps must stay on no matter what happens. Do you understand?” She tilted her head back as he had instructed.

 With the clamps in place, he attached a chain from them down to the vibrator. The chain made the vibrator dangle just out of reach of her clit. Stephen commanded Jennifer to bend her back toward the floor. As she did, the vibe slid into place, touching her clit and sending her jumping straight up. With the movement, the vibe moved away.

Laughing, Stephen said, “Remember, I told you to bend your back. If you don’t keep it bent, you won’t get the vibe. You do want the vibe, don’t you, Jennifer?”
She squirmed but obeyed. The vibe slid back into place. The vibrations sent tingles up the chain to her clamped nipples, making her want to squirm even more. He tied the vibrator in place so he could finish the last step.

Stephen said, “Now, suck me.” He shoved his cock back into her mouth even as she stayed bent over to keep the vibe on her clit. Her body was contorted, head back, back bent, arms over her head, but she was loving every second. Jennifer moaned with the overwhelming sensations. Her orgasms began as soon as she felt his spasms begin. He fucked her one last time and pulled out to spray his cum over her face as she screamed in pleasure.

I am beautiful and he wants me, thought Jennifer.