I created this story for the S-Spot story contest. It didn’t win nor place, but I figured it deserved it’s own little time here on the blog. It’s probably because it was BDSM themed with no sex. :( Besides, I’ve been meaning to get more stories up. I guess this is my readers Holiday present.
It was dark outside, and the park was almost completely abandoned. We’d arranged to meet here, after hours, during a conversation online earlier. I’d checked his references, spoken to him at munches, and arranged a safe call with one of my best friends just in case. We’d spoken about one of my fantasies earlier, and then he commanded me to meet him here. I crossed my legs as I noticed a man walking down the pavement.
The man approached me, and it was Him. Without asking for an introduction, he stood above me and laid his hand on the top of my head. “Do you consent to what is about to happen?”
Do I consent? What was going to go on here? What was he going to do to mean? We’d spoken on my fantasies, but is this really one I wanted to play out? I’d spoken to him, but to trust this perfect stranger to keep me safe was ridiculous. Never-the-less, I slowly looked up and met his eyes and nodded my head.
He continued. “Your safe word is “banana”. You are not to look into my eyes nor are you to speak unless spoken to or to use your safe word. You will be mine to do with what I will until I’m done with you.”
As he said that, he slowly ran his fingers along the side of my face, letting his fingernails drag across my skin. As he slipped his hand underneath my throat and grasped me by it, and I felt s0 controlled by a perfect stranger. I couldn’t struggle – I couldn’t move. This is exactly what I wanted.
He used his grip on me to drag me over to a nearby tree where he shoved my face into the bark of a tree, bending me over at the waist, and forcing me to wrap my arms around the trees in a manner that was uncomfortable. Slipping something over my head, I felt as the soft silk covered my eyes. A blindfold?! What was he going to do to me?
As I clasped my hands more tightly around the tree, he pulled my skirt up over my ass, pulling down my panties and leaving me completely exposed. Completely vulnerable to any passer-by that chose to walk by. I tried to wiggle to get my skirt to go back down, but it didn’t work. I felt the cool breeze on my wet pussy and bit my lower lip to keep from letting Him know how arousing he was to me.
I felt the soft touch of cotton rope around my wrists. I felt as the rope pulled tight, and when I heard him step away, I attempted to pull my wrists out of it. All it did was cause the cotton rope to bite deeply into my skin. There was no way I was getting away from him. I was completely under his control. The thought was arousing, and I bit my lower lip a bit harder.
I felt his warm palms run over the soft, pale skin of my ass. His nails dragged once again over my skin, and as he gave me a firm slap there, I gasped in surprise. I knew he was punishing me for being a naughty girl. I knew he was going to punish me for being such a slut in the middle of the night. In the park where anyone could find me.
He dragged his fingernails up my bare thighs, scratching the skin. It was so painful yet so erotic. I wanted more pain. As he leaned over my bent body, I felt his warm breath on my neck. He bit the back of my ear, and I moaned out loud. I felt his clothed hardness pressing up against the bare skin of my ass. I wanted him. I wanted him more than anything else.
The thought made me whimper, and he slapped me again, leaning over my body to bite my ear roughly. “You’ve been a bad girl. I’m going to have to show you what happens to naughty girls. And guess what? Bad girls don’t need men to attend to them. They turn themselves on.”
He leaned his weight off of me. He start digging into my purse, and I waited as I heard my phone buttons being dialed. “Cindy? Your friend here is pretty tied up in Central Park, and I think she’d appreciate it if you could come get her.” I heard him snap the phone shut then slapped my ass hard. So hard my face rammed into the bark of the tree. “Guess you’re going to have to wait for her to get here. I think I’m done with you.”
Under the blindfold, my eyes shot open. Leave me here? What? I knew we’d discussed it, but to actually do it?! I was about to be left in this public park to be discovered by anyone who happened to come by. Would he really leave me here like this?
I heard his footsteps slowly walk away.
I guess he would.
