Lisa

She was on the prowl, not for a relationship. Scanning the crowd at the night club, she looked for the perfect one. Once every few months, she got these urges that could not be satisfied with her vibrators. Lisa sipped her drink. The loud music and flashing lights were getting on her nerves, but in order to get what she wanted she had to put up with the noise. Her keen gaze landed on a man leaning against the bar. His black leather pants hung low on his hips, emphasizing his package. A tight black T shirt covered an obvious six pack and thickly muscled chest, but it was the collar around his neck that caught her attention. Looking around, she searched for the other half of the pair and found him. Lisa got up from her chair and made her way through the crowded dance floor. She weaved her way to him, studying him as she approached. The other man was average height. It was difficult to see what color his hair and eyes were in the near darkness of the club. He was wearing a simple T shirt and a pair of jeans. Nothing to give away that he was the other man's master. Regular sex was the last thing on her mind. She wanted and needed kinky, and this pair of men would do nicely. Gathering her nerve, she tapped his shoulder. ?Excuse me? I have a proposition for you, if your interested,? Lisa said. Dane looked at the woman in front of him. She was dressed in a power suit, not entirely appropriate for this club. Short, but shapely, she intrigued him. ?Ma'am, what could you possible have that I would be interested in?? Dane asked. Lisa, a lover of deep voices, felt a shiver go down her spine. The coldness of his voice bristled her temper, but she bit the retort from coming out of her mouth. Fixing her ice blue gaze on him, she stood her ground. Lisa was used to getting what she wanted. If she couldn't buy it, she took it. ?Fine. Here is what I am seeking. If you're almanbahis interested, find me,? she countered, using her CEO voice, ?I'm looking for sex, not regular run of the mill sex, but kinky in your face sex. I'm well aware that you are a Dom, and where there is a Dom, there is a sub. Your sub is right over there.? Lisa pointed to the tall muscle bound man at the bar. Dane looked at his friend, lover, and sub, Kev. A slow grin filled his face. This little filly was tired of responsibility. She needed the control taken from her. ?Brilliant deduction, lady. By the way, what did you say your name was? As you can see, my mate is male. As you are obviously not male, what can you offer?? he grinned down at her. Unable to give him an answer, she went back to her table. Lisa gathered her stuff and prepared to leave. No conquest for her tonight. Dane whispered to Kev, who nodded his head, then turned and left the club through the side door. Intercepting Lisa at the front, he gently tapped her shoulder to gain her attention. Kev handed her a note and disappeared without a word. Confused, Lisa opened the note. Only thing written was an address and the word ?now?. When her taxi arrived, she got in. ?Where to, lady?? the driver asked. About to give him her home address, she made a snap decision and gave him the address on the noted. Sitting back against seat, she felt butterflies in her stomach. Usually she was in control, but that was not the case tonight. The taxi went down the street and turned at the next left, stopping at a house directly behind the club. ?Lady, you could have saved $15 if you would have just walked,? the driver commented, as she paid him. Lisa walked up to the door, her hands shaking, and knocked loudly. Kev answered the door. Surprised, Lisa followed him inside to the parlor of an elegantly decorated Victorian home. ?No wonder if almanbahis yeni giriş he was unimpressed with me. He's obviously filthy rich,? Lisa thought. ?Have a seat, ma'am,? Kev said, his voice soft. She sat down in a red velvet arm chair and waited. ?My dear, I'm glad you came,? Dane said, as he entered the room. ?Why did you send for me? You made it clear that I am not male, so what do you need me for?? Lisa asked. ?Good question. I may be with a man right now, but that doesn't mean that I don't appreciate the fine, soft lines of a woman's body,? Dane told her, ?What is your name, love?? ?Lisa,? she answered. ?Well Lisa, welcome to my domain. If you're brave enough, put this on and enter my playground. If not, well...nice to have met you. The ball is now in your court,? he said, then left through a door to his left. Lisa looked at the garment in her hands. The black leather straps that made up the bodice left nothing to the imagination. She stripped off her suit and stepped into the garment. Strapping around her neck, it formed a collar that extended down and wrapped around her full breasts. Crisscrossing over her belly, it connected to a strap that ran between ass cheek and over her pussy. She looked into the mirror on the wall. Lisa stared at herself. She looked so sexy, almost slutty. Reaching up, she took her hair down and let the black curls fall down around her shoulders and down her back. ?It's now or never,? she said to herself, as she reached for the door knob. On the other side of the door was a different world. The walls were scarlet red, with black trim. Various machines were located in different parts of the room. Chairs with the seat out, metal frames, and chains dotted the room. Apprehension filled her belly, as she wondered what she had gotten herself into. Lisa jumped, as Dane stepped of the shadows. She was so busy almanbahis giriş looking at the machines that she never noticed the man watching her. Dressed in leather pants, he was the epitome of sexiness. Bare feet and a bare chest only added to the picture. Radiating power, he stepped up to Lisa and gazed at her appearance, as if she was a horse for sale. Coming up behind her, he dropped to his knees and adjusted the strap running between her ass cheeks. ?Too loose...much too loose,? he murmured, then tightened it to where it almost disappeared up her ass. Walking around to the front, he checked to make sure the leather was tight enough in the front. Her puffy pussy lips were separated nicely, and the piece of leather was snug over her clit. ?By stepping through that door, you gave me permission to use your body in the manner I see fit,? Dane said, idly, as he led her to the wall with the chains and cuffs. Placing her left hand in one cuff, he snapped it shut and repeated the process with the other wrist. Lisa's arms were spread wide, making it impossible to move from the wall. Dane gently grapped her right ankle and lifted it ninety degrees, making it parallel to the floor and opening her slit widely. He cuffed the ankle to another shackle. Lisa felt the air circulate around her. She had never been so aroused in her life. The strap, tight against her clit, made her aware of the fact that it was swelling. She could feel her pulse pounding in her clit, which was amplified by the restraint. Dane walked to the shelf and grabbed a thin cane. Returning to the bound woman, he leaned forward and kissed her cheek, lightly. He ran his hand down her torso, stopping at her pussy. Lisa held her breath, as he rained sharp smacked to her open cunt. The sharp sting of his hand brought tears to her eyes and made her already wet pussy wetter. He kept slapping her pussy, sometimes landing on her lips, and other times concentrating on the leather strap encasing her clit. Lisa cried out, tears flowing freely. ?I'm going to push you past your limits, love,? Dane said. He stopped spanking her pussy.