The night out.... p1

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"I'm ready"
I heard you call as you excitedly came into the room.  You'd been away hours getting ready.

You'd made the most out of the cheap make up to give a radiant lift and shine.   Your hair was styled and on point.

As instructed, you'd not picked out a favourite or expensive dress - but a stylish and sleak red dinner dress, set off perfectly with some cute heels.

My first plan had to be just to leave you as I went out.  But, seeing how excited you were there was no way I could break your heart like this.

"How pretty you are"
You smiled, "Thank you"
"I look forward to ruining you later" 
You shudder excitedly. "Do we have time now?"

I laugh.  "Easy"

I sit you down and instruct you take off your heels.  You do confused.

I unzip my pants and sit opposite you.  I take your right foot and start kissing it.  You know you must serve my fetish.

Of course, this doesn't help your feeling of sexual frustration.

Between my slow kisses, I tell you I had been going to let you get ready - the ruin you and leave you.

"You wouldn't do that to me?! Would you?!"
"Maybe it'd make a good punishment.  I could get you ready, then chain you up, *** on you - and go out with someone else"
"Oh, please" you plead, "Please let me cum"
"Haha - no" I laugh.

I beckon you to give a foot job and you do as instructed.
I tell you that I don't want you to release me - just get me close.

Teasing my cock with your feet, you can feel my cock, just - well, not inside you.

As I get close - I push you down, pick up one of your heels and masturbate into it.

It's quite a thick load, I smile at you and thank you for doing so well.

I pass the heels back to you, "OK, put them on - taxi will be here soon"

You put the clean heel on first - and look disgustingly at the other.

"Do I have to?"
"Well, I can leave you here if you won't get dressed"

You ease your foot in gently, feeling the sloppy mess between your toes.

It's going to be a long night for you.