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First Meeting with Sir (part 1) - 6/13/2011 3:02:35 PM   
BigBrianna


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First Meeting with Sir

The countryside is whizzing past as the bus travels along the A8 to Edinburgh. I ask myself again, What am I doing on this bus? I am so scared my hands are shaking, as I take a drink from my bottle of water. I put the bottle back in my bag as a message comes through on my mobile. It’s a text from Sir; he wants to know where I am. I text him to let him know that this time I am on the bus. I should have been on the 1210hrs bus 2 days ago but I lost my nerve and was literally scared shitless.

He asked if I have followed his instructions regarding my dress and would he be pleased with me when I arrived. I text back that I am not wearing panties or a bra as per his instructions. I am wearing black knee high boots and a choker necklace as requested. My hands were still shaking as I text. I am so nervous but also deliciously excited.

I am wet between my legs. Never have I travelled on a bus without underwear under my clothes, I never wear a skirt or dresses. This feels so alien to me not to be wearing trousers. I feel very exposed and very wicked. I’m sure I will leave a damp patch on the seat.

Again I ask myself how did I come to be here on this bus travelling to another city, to meet a man I had never met and who had advised me of just what he was going to do with me when I got there, yet I was still compelled to go, why? because I wanted him to do all the things he planned to do to me even though they involved tying me up and blindfolding me. He had been very explicit in his emails to me.

Just two weeks ago I was totally ignorant of his existence, yet here I was on the bus going to him and no one knew where I was going, I didn’t know where he would take me once I got to the bus station. He told me to make sure I was the last one of the bus and to let my coat fall open so he could see that I wasn’t wearing a bra.

I can hardly breath I am so aroused, my nipples have been hard all day, every time my dress brushes against them makes them tingle and sends shivers through my body.

I keep watching the clock above the drivers seat. It says I have just another 28 minutes to go. I ask myself what will I be thinking in 8 hours time, will I still be excited or will I be full of regret that I came to Edinburgh, I always do that, ask myself what will I be thinking after the event, will it be a success or a disaster, oh my stomach is so full of butterflies it hurts.

The bus gets every nearer to the city centre, and now I can see the castle, not long now, 8 minutes according to the drivers clock.

I ask myself how did I get myself into this situation? To be honest it was due to a miss spelling on a google search and a website called BDSM.com came up, where usually its Kink.com. Kink.com is a website I occasionally dip in and out of. So I had a look at this new site and thought, I wonder if I would get any responses if I put my profile up there.

Bondage and spanking always made me wet just at the thought of it. My very first boyfriend used to tie me up and spank me and it really turned me on, but no one I have been with since did it for me and I really wanted to be part of that.

So one profile and a large payment via my bank account later and here I am going to meet “Sir” and all because he was very bossy and kept demanding my phone number.

Of course I kept refusing him even though his messages made me wet and horny, which made him even angrier. That was until I had too many cocktails one night with friends and went on BDSM.com when I got in at 3am, and so Sir got the phone number he had been demanding for over a week.

At last the bus pulls into the station. I can hardly stand up I am so nervous, I make sure I am last off, I cannot see him, its difficult trying to walk down the aisle of the bus and hold my dress together, as its wanting to open and reveal that I am naked beneath it.

Then I look down the steps to the platform and I see him standing there smiling at me.

He’s very tall and not as old as I expected him to look. I think I smiled back at him I don’t know I was so nervous I could hardly put one foot in front of the other.

He came towards me and gave me a cuddle. He took charge of me and told me we were going to get a taxi so we had to go up the escalators and onto the street.

I was slightly infont of him and his hands were all over my body. He had said in his instructions that he would check when we met that I had followed his instructions and that he would check for underwear. He ran his hand down the middle of my back and down over my bum, he leaned forward and put his chin on my shoulder and told me I smelled wonderful.

He called up a cab and held open the door of the taxi for me and gave taxi driver his address; it was a short journey, his flat sat in the shadow of the castle. He found time to pull at the front of my dress and look at my breasts, I was shocked and embarrassed, sure that the taxi driver was watching but I let him do it.

He took my hand and put it on the swelling at his crotch. I left my hand there I didn’t know if I should remove it or not. He checked out my hands and my fingers passing comments on my silver rings and then checked out my choker necklace handling the necklace and then letting his hand trail down over my breast. I was in such a heightened state of arousal that I was tingling all over,

Before too long we arrived at his flat. There was a lift waiting for us. In the lift he pulls me towards him and started kissing me, I was surprised at this, I hadn’t thought kissing would have been part of today’s proceedings but I wasn’t complaining for I enjoyed his kisses.

It took a moment to unlock his door and then we were in his flat. With the door closed behind me he told me to turn round and lock the door.

As I turned back from doing this he hands me a black leather blindfold and told me to put it on. This I did. He took off my coat then he undid the two tiers that held my wraparound dress together and removed that from me.

Two minutes in his home and I was now completely naked except for my black knee-high boots and the blindfold. He came and stood right behind me and pushed himself against me. His arms came around and hands cupped my breasts, my breathing was audible and quick, my nipples were rock hard and he nipped them, sending shivers all through my body.

His hands caressed and explored my body, my buttocks my anus, my pussy, my inner thighs. He then told me to turn around and led me a few short steps. He then told me to turn around and sit, I was now in his bedroom and sitting on his bed.

He pushed me back onto the bed and started to remove my boots……………..to be continued





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RE: First Meeting with Sir (part 1) - 6/14/2011 6:20:29 AM   
DarkSteven


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Damn, that was a painful place to have a break in your story!  Please continue.

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RE: First Meeting with Sir (part 1) - 6/14/2011 8:01:14 AM   
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^^^What Steven said^^^

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RE: First Meeting with Sir (part 1) - 6/26/2011 9:43:19 AM   
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