Kim's New Life Ch. 07

I awakened in the middle of the night, initially thinking I was in my hotel room. Moonlight reflecting off the naked body of a woman lying next to me (the sheet had slipped to her waist), along with the slight rattle of a chain reminded me where I really was and why. My hand moved cautiously to the collar locked around my neck and to the chain connecting it to the bed. A feeling of trepidation surged through my body. This wasn't me. I am a controlling person. I have always been in charge. Yet, I had easily, quickly, and unconditionally capitulated, without any qualms or regrets, to a total stranger within hours of meeting her.

I turned onto my side to watch her resting quietly on her back and realized this might be where I wanted to be. I know I've said 'I never have' an excessive amount of times already, but you are going to hear it a lot more during this story because it's true. Never have I wanted to do anything sexually with a woman. Oh, I've wondered what it would be like, but never had a strong desire to find out. The mere sight of her pierced nipples staring at the ceiling incited a desire in me to devour her. My own mind was confusing me. What will happen when I must face her again in the morning? We met just hours ago. She picked me up in a bar. Did alcohol cloud our minds? In the newness of the day will she simply send me packing, even though she had indicated otherwise? Did she ask me to check out of the hotel simply because she was caught up in the heat of passion? If she really wants me to stay, do I really want to? Should I? The apprehension I felt about the decision I might make was real. Nevertheless, I fell asleep again with a smile on my face.

The sun was streaming in the window when Kelly woke me. What a wonderful way to wake up. She was leaning over me, sucking on my nipple. As soon as she felt me stirring, she raised her head. I exclaimed, "Ummmm, that felt fantastic. Please don't stop now."

Instead of returning her lips to my nipple, she kissed me. Her tongue darted into my mouth and hastily retreated. "You are an insatiable slut, Kim. We will have lots of time to make love later. I assume you'd like a shower before you check out of the hotel. I've already had mine." I was disappointed at this revelation. It would have been nice to shower with her. "You still want to stay with me the rest of the weekend, don't you?" she continued.

"Yes, absolutely!" I answered and sat up while she removed the chain and collar that had kept me bound to her bed.

When I padded back into the bedroom after my shower, wrapped in a towel, Kelly immediately ordered me to drop the towel. "I want to see that beautiful body, Kim, not a towel." I obeyed. She was sitting on the edge of the bed waiting for me. Her only clothing was a pair of jeans. My eyes immediately moved to the chrome rings hanging from her nipples. I was captivated by them. She patted a spot on the bed beside her and said, "Sit down, babe. We need to talk." We turned to face one another, legs on the bed. That gave her a wonderful view of my shaved pussy. I wished I could see hers, too, but accepted her ringed nipples as a great consolation prize. I liked my view and assumed she liked hers.

"I want to read a few passages from a book to you, Pet. She leaned over and picked up a book that was on her pillow. It is 'The Story of O' a classic book about Bondage and Discipline."

"I don't want to disappoint you, Mistress, but I've already read it."

"Now THIS is one book I would never have thought you would have read."

"My boyfriend left it on the coffee table and suggested that I read it. I was curious enough that I did."

"What did you think?"

"My emotions were totally conflicted. I will admit, only to you, that I was tuned on. At the time, I knew that I would never accept any of the degradations that O had to endure. So, I lied to him and said it was the most disgusting story I ever read. When he suggested that he would like to try some bondage, I told him that if he did, I would immediately walk out the door."

"Yet you asked me to collar you?"

"Yes, ma'am, I did!"

"May I ask why you yielded so easily to me, but rejected the suggestion so bluntly with him?"

"Honestly, I have no idea. I only know that, deep down, I had a desire to do anything you wanted. Maybe the difference is the fact that Rene was male, and I just couldn't see myself permitting a male to dominate me like that. I knew that Jeff's suggestion of simple bondage would lead to something more depraved."

"And you think a female will be less depraved?"

"I'm not sure, Kelly. Thinking back, I know he was not being forceful when he suggested a desire to engage in bondage. In fact, his attitude was a little wussy. Hell, it's possible I had it all wrong. Maybe he wanted me to tie him up. Regardless, my only feelings, at the time, was that I knew I could not see myself engaging in scenes like the ones that were detailed in that book. Last night, somehow with you, it was different. You are the first person, that ever convinced me to Keçiören Escort do something that was contrary to my perceived proper behavior. I still cannot believe I caved in so quickly.

"I think you captured me the moment you held that first piece of cheesecake up to my lips. Then, when you locked the collar around my neck...I just melted and wanted to do your bidding. When you ordered me to remove my bra and panties, I resisted, but only out of embarrassment, not because a lack of desire to do it for you. I do not know what you have planned for me, but I can only hope that being a female you will be more loving and not as cruel as Rene."

"Well, my darling, you need to know that I do want to make you my 'O.' If you agree to be mine, your life will be dramatically different than it was yesterday. I will only promise that what I do to you and with you won't include the most depraved aspects of 'The Story of O. You must remember, though, that beauty is in the eye of the beholder."

Her promise didn't assuage the sudden fear I felt, until she leaned over and started a toe-curling kiss.

"Well, then, let's skip directly to my question, Kimberly. would you agree to wear my collar until Monday morning?"

"Why until Monday morning?"

"There are things I'd like to do to and with you that would be appropriate only if you are collared. As I indicated, I want you to be my "O." By Monday we both should be able to make an informed decision about how, and if, we want to continue our relationship. I already have a feeling I might offer to keep you longer."

Almost unconsciously, I fingered the collar lying on the bed, the symbol of our game. "If I say yes, I will have to obey you like I did last night, right?"

"Well, yes, of course, that and much more. We will also be taking everything to an entirely new level."

"I don't understand? What do you mean by 'a new level'?"

"Let me ask you a question before I explain. Last night when you were doing my toenails, I referred to you as my slave. In return, you called me Mistress. Why did you do that?"

"Oh, gee," I answered, hesitating so I could think for a moment. "I'm really not sure. I just figured we were role playing and thought it would be fun to call you Mistress."

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