Fantasy or factual.. You decide.. Part 1

[SweetSaz]

So I am instructed to get a train to a station in the middle of no where, while I'm on the train I receive a text. I'm told to go to the toilets and take of all my clothes. if I failed to do this I would be punished. Then return to my seat wearing just my coat and shoes. I'm so nervous. I take a minute to calm myself and then I go to the toilets and do as I have been instructed. My coat comes half way down my hip so I hope to anyone else it just looks like I have a short skirt on under my coat. I return to my seat and wait for the stop. Just before I reach the stop my phone once again goes instructing me to exit the station and turn right and continue to walk until I am met. I will know when that is by a word we had agreed on. If I wasn't happy I could stay on the train but once I leave the train and turn right there is no going back. At this point I am physically shaking but so turned on. We had discussed this part via email and so I knew what would be expected but I was still scared and hadn't expected to be naked under my coat. I elite the train my legs feeling like jelly, I actually stumble on the step out of the station. I turn right and walk nervously down the road, my head down. A short way down the road I sense someone behind me, my breathing increases but they simply pass me by. This is so nerve racking. I walk further and again sense someone behind me. Just as I think they are about to pass me I  feel an arm grip me around the waist and a deep voice whispers the word we had agreed into my ear. OMG this is it. My whole body feels like jelly and I'm actually grateful he has hold of me or I feel I may have fallen at that point.  Keeping my head down I am guided to a car, it has tinted windows I notice. The side road is deserted, not a soul around. once I'm sat in the passenger seat he closes the door and moves to the driver seat. He leans over and undoes my coat, his hand eagerly pushed under it to find my breasts. He pinches and twists my nipple to the point it hurts and I yelp. instantly his hand comes up and grabs my chin turning my face away from him and his mouth so close to my ear growls at me that noise is not acceptable and I will be gagged if I continue to disobey. I don't wish to be gagged. He releases my chin and I turn and look back at my hands clasped in my lap. I'm told that I followed instructions and that has pleased him. I will make a good plaything...

We drive for a short while, my coat still open and his hand moves over and down my thigh as he pushed my legs apart as he drives. He pulls up near some houses and I am told to stay.  He gets out and comes around to my side, opening the door and moving my coat over me so I am once again covered. I am helped out of the car and led to a door. I step inside and as I hear the door click shut behind me I am once again filled with ***. My glasses are removed and I am blindfolded. My coat is pulled from me, and cuffs are attached to my wrists and ankles but left lose. I feel a collar being attached around my neck too. I am naked blindfolded and goodness knows where with someone I have never met before. I'm also so fucking wet. I think he notices too as he gives a low groan.

I'm led through the hallway and into a room. It's carpeted. That's about all I can tell. My hair is gathered up and put into a pony tail. I'm left standing there. I feel him moving around me. Self consciously I don't even realise I move my arms up across my breasts. A sudden whoosh and I feel a sharp sting across my bottom as in told to put my arms by my sides. I stand as still as I can, my legs feeling like jelly and I'm sure I'm visibly shaking.  Suddenly my hair is grabbed and I'm pulled across the room. I'm pushed over some sort of table my face pushed down so my cheek is flat against the cold. Again the voice growls in my ear so close it's scary. "I don't want to hear a sound, understood. Or I will gag you and then you will really feel my *** am I clear"  I nod frantically. My arms are stretch outwards and the cuffs are clicked to what I can only assume is attached to the corner of the table legs on the far corners. Then my legs are spread and clipped to the table legs. I am spread wide standing and my body flat on the table. His hands run up the inside of each leg, almost to the top but not quite. His hands move round and up across my bottom as he stands behind me. His hands continue up my back to my neck as he comes around the side of the table and the voice in my ear again as he continues to stroke my bottom with one hand and holds my head down with the other. "You will count and say thankyou for each spank understand" I reply simply "yes Sir" 

He strokes my bottom,  first one cheek then the next. Over and over. Then his hand is gone. Suddenly I feel the slap, it jolts through me and sends like electric down between my legs. I can feel myself become wet. Suddenly my hair is grabbed, shit..... "one Sir thankyou" I whimper. Still pulling my head back with my hair the second blow hits slightly lower this time. "Two Sir thankyou" the blows continue and I continue to count. I'm almost lost in the rhythm as he hits me over and over. After a ten count his hand moves from my hair to my neck gripping my throat as he growls in my ear. "You liked that didn't you slut, I bet your soaking wet now you dirty whore. If your cunt is wet I'm going to beat you so fucking hard with a cane you are going to fucking scream" I panic, I am wet. His hand moves across my bottom and down between my legs. I try and clench, stop him. But my legs are tied wide and even as I struggle I know it's no use. He finds my cunt, soaking. He rams two fingers deep up inside me hard, then three. "Fucking soaked you whore"  pulling his fingers out he moves away. I hear him opening a bag. I really don't like the cane. "Please Sir, I'm sorry, please don't cane me Sir" instantly he is back my side. My head pulled back by my hair and I yelp at the *** from the sudden jolt. "You will take what I give and the more you dislike it the more enjoyment I will get from it" that's when I feel something near my mouth but it's too late, he has the gag tied before I can stop him, not that I think I could have stopped him. I struggle, thrashing about and pulling on my ties. I don't like this. It's silent. No movement no sound. I struggle a while longer and then slow. Is he watching?  Has he left? I start to calm, still as my breathing slows again. 

I'm listening. Trying to hear any sign of what's to come and if I'm alone. Suddenly I hear a whoosh and the *** hits me as the cane strikes me across my bottom hard. I cry out but my cries are muffled by the gag. I feel tears pooling in my eyes. Another strike comes and the tears start to fall. It stings so much. A third blow and then a fourth. I'm not sure how much more I can take. It feels like each strike is cutting into my flesh. I'm now sobbing and struggling again. The fifth blow is hard and I push my face into the table and just still. I am shaking. I'm not sure how long I lay there. I hear him behind me. I feel something cold as he starts to rub my bottom. Cream of some sort. For the welts I assume. He is gentle. As his hand goes over my bottom it drifts down towards my arse. Slowly. He starts to gently rub there, then adds more pressure. I jolt, he knows I have never played there before. "Shhhh I will be gentle, but I will be taking this later. I just want to prepare you. I promise i will be gentle. Just relax."  I try and relax as he continues to prob. He apply some more cold liquid and I feel something hard and cold against my hole. He pushes and twists, the lube is helping and it isn't long before the item is pushed inside me more and more. It feels so strange as it is pushed further in and then I feel it push through and the discomfort eases. He seems happy with me now as he strokes my bottom again as he admires what I assume is a butt plug. 

He unclips my ankles from the table and then my wrists. I'm still blindfolded and gagged. I'm sure I must look a mess with a tear stained face. He clips my wrists together in front of me and pulls on them leading me across the room. I hear a catch and a door slides and I feel cold air. I'm helped as I am pulled outside into what I can only assume is a garden. I'm pulled down a pathway and hear a lock turn as I'm pulled I to a shed. The door clicks shut. My arms are pulled upwards and suddenly I'm on tip toes and attached to a hook by my wrists. I hear a chain and my wrists are slightly lowered so I no longer have to tip toes.  With his leg he pushes my legs apart and kneels, fitting a spreader bar I think.  Then he puts a hessian type hood over my head. It muffled the sound but I think he leaves. I hear the door lock and then silence. As I stand there the *** starts to build again. What if he keeps me here? Doesn't let me go? How long will he leave me here? I pull on the chain, I don't think it's going to budge. The spreader bar makes it almost impossible to turn. I'm not sure how long it is before I hear the door lock click and the door opens and closes again. A hand goes to my cunt. Fingers begin to fondle as another begins to pull and twists first one then the other nipple. Then the hands stop and I feel my wrists released from the hook as 
 

I am pushed down onto my knees. Not easy when there is a spreader bar. "Hands clasped behind your neck" I'm told. I do it immediately. The hood is removed and I feel the cool air again on my face. Then the gag is removed. I hate gags. I take a couple of refreshingly deep breathes and calm myself. I gear the sound of a zip. He grabs my hair at the base of the pony tail with one hand. He has a really firm grip on my hair. "Mouth open" He growls. No soon as my mouth starts to open he rams his cock in. I start to lick and suck his cock as he continues to push it deeper and deeper into my mouth.  I feel it hit the back of my throat and he groans. I tilt my head slightly so with his next thrust it pushes down my throat slightly. My throat tightens as I fight the gag relax.  I try and relax so my throat opens up for him as he pushes deeper and deeper. I feel his balls hit my face as he pulls my head forward as he pushes deep all the way down my throat. My breath catches and my throat restricts tightening around his cock and again I'm rewarded with a groan. He thrusts into me two or three more times and then gripping my head he rams deep into my throat and cums forcing me to swallow every drop. As he let's go of me I curl up on the floor. I lay there taking deep breaths for a while. I feel him watching me as I hear him zip his trousers up again

Tbc.... 

[po****]

Very inticing vernacular !

[cum4meSlowly]

It’s a lovely fantasy but I hope you are a bit more careful in real life. Would be great to do as a fourth or fifth meeting. Need a safe word.

[SweetSaz]

Let's pretend that safety plans were put in place and that there is a safe word if necessary. 

[An****]

1 hour ago, cum4meSlowly said:

It’s a lovely fantasy but I hope you are a bit more careful in real life. Would be great to do as a fourth or fifth meeting. Need a safe word.

I agree. Plus a safe action since using a gag.

[An****]

20 minutes ago, SweetSaz said:

Let's pretend that safety plans were put in place and that there is a safe word if necessary. 

I’m looking forward to reading the rest of the story. I’d say it’s factual.

[Cu****]

Fantasy, as there are red flags that shouldn’t be tolerated if this were irl.

[SweetSaz]

What if said red flags were discussed prior? Agreed upon so that as part of a role play a fantasy could be acted out? The story reads as if it's a meeting of two people who hardly know one another. What if they had actually taken time to discuss limits, possible scenes. Agreed on various different options and possibilities in detail prior to this meet. 

[Cu****]

As you wrote that they had emailed each other, over a period of time, then some scenarios could well have been discussed. However, the language used in a number of places, suggests that the sub was taken aback by the actions of the dom, and therefore were not discussed, nor planned, or consent given beforehand. To that end, what if the sub were to suddenly be in difficulties, alone in the locked shed, from being restrained with arms above their head, gagged, blindfolded and hooded and left? Regardless of previous conversations/emails, no dominant, if they cared about their sub, would allow this to happen. A dom never leaves their sub, if they’re restrained in any way…period.

[QXX666]

You wrote it like it really happened, it was great. I am sure you are still wet thinking about it and can’t wait for the next adventure….

[The_Rev_]

Wonderful writing. Full of surprises and marvellously erotic.

[ma****]

I’m leaving civic center park rn to my van

[ma****]

Oops

[ma****]

Good read thoo

[DnT1]

You are good at telling stories ms
A really good read

[DnT1]

I’ve got a story for you that happened to me if you are interested ms?