Chapter 4

I stood there for a few minutes more. Finally it was 7 o’clock. I sucked in a huge breath and entered her shop. A small bell hung on the door and rang as I walked in. I was a little scared. Moments later a gorgeous woman appeared, and all my fears disappeared.

“Nick… I presume?”

“Ah, ah… yes, Mistress.”

“Please come in. Let’s go on into the back rather than stay out here with all these big open windows.”

I followed her around a variety of well-used junk. There was that distinct stale smell of old hanging in the air. When we got in the next room, she turned and looked at me. Slowly she reached up and put my hood down with both of her hands. She smiled, as she looked deep into my eyes.

“You’re really cute,” she said as she ran her fingers through my shaggy hair.

I grinned and blushed a little.

“Thank you, Mistress.”

She was wearing a long black satin robe which she slowly opened in front of me.

I’m sure my jaw dropped open when I saw her. She was gorgeous. She was just as I imagined.

“What’s the matter Nick?”

She stood there in a black leather bra and…

“Holy fuck…,” I whispered.

“Isn’t this what you expected, slave?”

“Oh God yes,” I said, as my hand reached out and lightly touched the soft leather of her garter belt where it came around her hip.

She took my hand and raised it up until I gently felt the smooth leather that barely covered her firm breast. She watched my every expression before she spoke.

“Now it’s your turn. Off with those sweats so I can see what you’re so proud of.”

I never hesitated and anxiously pulled my sweatshirt over my head, tossing it into a nearby chair. She ran her hands over my hairless chest and circled my small nipples. Her fingers soon reached the waist band of my sweatpants and slowly pushed them down over my hips. She laughed as the soft material caught onto my fully erect cock.

“Do I excite you a little, slave?”

“Yes, Mistress… a lot.”

“I see that. I’m glad. If I didn’t, I’d be really upset.”

She ran her hands up and down the entire length of my hard organ a couple of times.

Moments later I was standing before this magnificent Goddess totally naked. I really thought I would have been a little reluctant to be here like this, but something stirred within me. I wasn’t bashful in the least. My balls churned, and my cock throbbed in anticipation. Small droplets of pre-cum glistened on its tip. I stood there submissively with my head down a little and waited. I wondered if I should get down on my knees. I was ready to be her slave.

She walked slowly around me sort of surveying the merchandise. Her hand ran across my ass cheeks. I tightened them just a little. She chuckled. After completing her little circle, she reached down and hefted my rather small balls. They aren’t huge and hang way down like a lot of guys, but everyone is a little different, I thought.

“You don’t shave anything, do you?”

“No, Mistress.”

“I like that… just naturally blond and with hardly any body hair at all. If it wasn’t for this long, hard, magnificent cock, I’d think you were only about twelve years old. But this monster,” she chuckled, as she ran her hand up the length of my shaft once more, “makes all the difference, doesn’t it?”

I smiled.

“I wonder why you aren’t out having some young, sweet little pussy dancing on the end of this beauty tonight instead of standing here naked with a woman nearly twice your age.

“Are you gay?”

“No, Mistress, definitely not.”

“I knew you weren’t when you got so hard so quick just looking at me and my leather outfit, but I had to ask.”

She stepped off to the side and picked up something from a small table.

“Turn around.”

As I did, she grabbed my wrist and snapped a handcuff around it. I could feel the cold steel and hear the ratcheted sound as it closed snuggly against my flesh. My balls rumbled, and my cock throbbed even harder from the excitement of that moment. I reached around with my other hand eager to become her captive. She laughed and fumbled with the cuffs for a moment or two and then turned me back around.

“I fixed the double locks. That way they can’t get any tighter and cut off your circulation. You never know what position or where you might end up before the night is out.”

Then I smiled. “I’m yours to do with as you please, Mistress.”

“Oh I will, now on your knees, slave.”

Immediately I sank to the floor before her. Her leather clad pussy was right there in front of me. I stared at the folds of smooth leather that disappeared into the junction of her legs. I could smell the intoxicating mixture of the leather and her sex. Slowly she slid her tiny leather thong down over her hips and then spread her legs a little once it was off. A very narrow strip of dark hair led my eyes to her moist lips.

I looked up at her and then back down to her waiting pussy.