I found this on one Happn. He if half French Half Lebanese.
Lets just say things got intense as soon as he told me about last nights antics. He said how he took a girl home, tied her up, blindfolded her, fucked her and ….. got his friend to come and do the same while she was no wiser!
WOW! He is a voyeur, pervert and my master.
Our Whatsapp conversation soon changes to sex….. he had a new approach, “my last happn date I took her to 40 Pont street” he went silent for me to research. Agent Provocoteur store. I reply “so the boy likes lingerie?”
“I made her cum for the 1st time in the changing rooms” he proceeds to send an image of cuffs (ankle and hand) neatly positioned on his bed. I tell him “Aw that’s sweet” but actually nerves have set in and I think This is going to be very interesting. ….
He is small (only 5’6 – Damn it!), dark, good teeth, intelligent and devilishly handsome. He has a very sinister side, I can tell.
He walked into the bar just as I was finishing a conversation with my drunken mother! He kisses me on both cheeks and straight away goes in for the lip kiss. I back off and say goodbye to my mother!!
We sit out on a balmy summers night. Its 9pm so slowly getting dark, allowing peoples alter egos be unveiled. It doesn’t take long for the conversation to turn to my 1st Dom (Italian Stallion), fetlife and what he likes. He wants to watch other men fuck me. I scared yet excited. He will not fuck me until someone else has.
I make lingering eye contact and I feel strangely relaxed talking with him.
I politely excuse myself to go to the bathroom and stand. “Bring me your string” I smile and do so.
I have never done that before. He puts them in his pocket but brings them out as assess them, he likes them but says they are not as wet as expected. He replaces them, “lets go to a club” I know exactly what he means. He wants to dominate the scene with me in the middle. I agree on the condition that he looks after me. “I will have full control of everyone around you” as his hadn slides in my bra and pinches my nipples, hard. I wince, he grins.
He decides he wanted to see the goods 1st . As we walk, his hand dives down my jeans and inside me, of course I am wet. As people pass the otherside of the street, I realise that there is someone behind and I pull him out and nervously laugh.
We walk down to his basement flat in South Ken. He stops in the small dark courtyard “Take your Trousers off” here. Now” I look at him nervously and do so.
FFFUUUUUUUCCCCCCKKKKKKK!!!
In the process I rip the new canella out of my leg! Shit! I stop and explain that he has 45 min. we go inside and I take the trousers off and place the pump in my bag. Shit! Fuck!
The flat is surprisingly spacious, open plan and of course tidy. I continue into his bedroom where he stands proud with a leather crop in hand. Its smaller and blacker than the itallian’s. “turn around” I obey and grip onto the door frame preparing for a split second befor the leather makes contact with my round ass cheeks. My winces get louder as my grip tightens. And then nothing. Im scared to turn around without his permission. Whack. It’s a new sort of leather this time and I catch it out of the corner of my eye. It’s a full length (about 4ft) whip. Its feels good as the leather and metal wrap my arse. My body language collapses at the last stroke and he responds. He’s good.
He strokes down my spine and flips my hips to face him. He kisses me hard against the wall as his feet push my legs apart. Stepping back he admires what is now his, then slaps my cunt hard and walks off to the kitchen. The front door is open the whole time and im nervous of a friend turning up!
He smokes his spliff in the kitchen and invites me to join and stand for him. His work burns to the surface, oh how ive missed it!
He asks about the pump and I try to reassure him that I’ll be fine as long as I swing by home 1st, thinking I’ll leave it off and inject so not to risk it happening again. He spanks me with his bare hand as I pull on his spliff. I missed that too.
Get dressed, I obey. He continues with the questioning. He sounds nervous and I try to reassure him… oh how the tables have turned!
We get an Uber and he changes his mind on the way. “I need to read up on this 1st” its sort of sweet really. He wants to care for me, beat me, romance me, make me his. Done.
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