Cassie sits at her desk watching the agonizing progress of her clock. She has patiently waited all 
week for this rather strange date to begin. Her she is, her own boss, married, and fairly high up 
in her company, and yet she waits for the mysterious trade rep to take her on her blind date. 
"Just what does he mean "blind date"? I have  known him for months, and what is with that odd 
agreement I signed," she thinks to herself "requiring my full participation in the date at all times 
or it ends instantly? If he wasn't so damned….. erotic, yes that's it. He just oozes sensuality, 
making me feel ….so…mmmmm"she moans to herself as she once again feels the warmth and 
wetness gather at her pussy. Cassie, a very sexy middle aged woman just can't deny passion, 
her husband has lost what interest he first showed and only feeds her passion when he needs a 
little. "Well fuck him" she thinks to herself. Reaching inside her blouse she snaps the rubber 
band secured to her nipple as Paul requested. The rubber striking the nipple made erect by the 
tight band shoots straight down to her pussy, then the slow fade of the sting like the tingling after 
orgasm seeps through her nerves abating. God, she never realized the what she was missing not 
exploiting her sensitive breast this way. She had never realized a lot of things until Paul. 
	The door opens and Paul steps inside. Only he can come in unannounced. She flashes 
him one of her best smiles carefully cultivated to arouse and confuse men in business situations it 
has no affect on him, she knew it wouldn't, he never loses control.
He closes the door "Are we ready?" he asks. "Yes Paul I…"   "Stand" he interrupts. She 
stands and his eyes take in her beauty. Her breasts medium poke gently against the silk blouse, 
her long sexy legs stretch out of a mid thigh skirt encased in the silk thigh high stockings she was 
requested to wear. "Panties?", he inquires, watching as she almost imperceptibly nods. "Take 
them off please" he request. She hesitates, then pulling her skirt up on the sides, hooks her 
thumbs in and slides them down. "Leave them" he orders as she begins to pick them up and she 
straightens, thinking that the cleaning staff is sure to find them. The thought makes her hot. Paul 
reaches into his suit pocket and produces a small jelly plug about 2 inches around and 5 long, 
bullet shaped with a flat base. "Bend over the desk" he commands. She stands in place, her 
eyes transfixed by the anal plug, "what the hell is going on" she thinks to herself. He pulls out the 
contract she signed hesitates and turns to leave. "Wait she yells", a little to loudly. She turns to 
the desk and leans across it reaching back to pull her skirt up over her shapely ass. She looks at 
the frosted glass panel next to her door and swears it is transparent and the whole office can see 
her lewdly displayed. He steps up and strokes her ass as her nudges her feet wider. She feels 
the cold jelly plug as it contacts her wet pussy and he begins to rub it up and down her silky slit, 
coating it with her juices. It pulls away and she feels it pressed against her tight ass. She feels her 
anus begin to open and she pushes against the object forcing it to go wider, still as her asshole 
reaches the wide portion of the plug it is almost too much. It slips down to tighten on the narrow 
part by the base wedging the plug firmly in her ass. He pulls her to her feet and places a hand on 
her cheek kissing her ever so gently on the lips.
	They turn and go. Everyone in the offices, it seems, steals a glance at Cassie and the 
man that consumes her. He purposefully takes longer strides pressing her slightly on the lower 
back encouraging her to go faster.  Cassie struggles to keep up. From that first step, the plug 
has begun to move back and forth with the sway of her hips causing an explosion of pleasure 
through her body. Its hard to walk normal as your getting ass fucked with everyone looking. As 
they reach the elevator her knees buckle and he quickly catches and supports her as her orgasm 
subsides. They enter the elevator and she leans her head against his chest. "Like my gift my 
sweet?" He inquires gently. A barely audible yes whispers from her lips as she struggles to 
recover. He reaches down and gathers the evidence of her pleasure on his fingers. Just before 
reaching the bottom floor,  he withdraws his hand and wipes a glistening sheen on her lips. He 
kisses her, tasting, then breaks it as the door opens. They walk out and into his waiting car.

As they begin to move through the city streets Paul produces a blindfold. "This is what I meant 
by blind date love, please put it on" he asks. "Paul, I …"she begins and he quickly cuts her off. 
I asked you to put it on, if you choose not to then I will drop you off and be gone. Cassie 
lowers her head and slips the padded blindfold over her head. She feels slightly overwhelmed as 
the darkness sweeps over her. It has a tangible feel, slightly claustrophobic in nature. Her level 
of awareness grows steadily though until each and every sense that is still free is super aware. 
She can smell the light scent of his cologne as well as her own arousal. Under all there is the 
scent of the leather seats. Thinking of the seats leads her to to how they feel on her ass. The 
smooth leather gripping, molding itself to her ass, each bump transitioned directly into the plug 
wedged deep inside. She can almost feel the slickness where her pussy drips onto the kidskin. 
Cassie can hear everything, from the faint traffic sounds coming through the well insulated doors, 
to the slow measured breathing of her lover.   She listens carefully to the air, almost visualizing it 
curling among his lips slowly in and out."Cassie?" He says , startling her out of her fixation. "Yes 
sir" she whispers quietly. "Lay back and show me your rubber bands, show me what you do 
with them" He requests. Finally able to embrace something familiar she lays back into the seat. 
Unbuttoning her blouse she opens it to either side. She quickly grasps the band snug around her 
nipple with one hand and the free end with the other. She stretches it a little further in person 
caught up in the moment. SNAP! It crashes against her tender nipple, a gasp escapes her lips as 
a flash goes off behind the blindfold. "Again" he commands. She pulls it away from the nipple 
already redder, larger from the first time Snap! It crashes again. A low moan slips out. "The 
other now" he commands again. Cassie grabs the other one, starts to pull the elastic away and 
his hands close over hers. He takes hold of the elastic and she drops her own hand. He holds it 
poised. She is tensed waiting for it to fall, it doesn't. Her nipple, erect filling with pressure as the 
elastic constricts, begins to throb. It seems like hours go by then SNAP it lands on her super 
sensitive tit. Unggggggghhhh! A small orgasm slips out of her, every twinge bittersweet in 
intensity due to the blind fold. She lays there recovering absently her fingers stroke her breasts" 
We have arrived." He whispers. "I want no more doubts from you Cassie. Your going to 
experience things far beyond what you have already, you can stop now, if not you are to finish 
the evening. Shall we continue?" Far beyond!, what can he possibly have in store, shouldn't I 
just quit? She thinks to herself. But god he makes me feel so fucking good. Slowly she nods her 
head. "That isn't good enough Cassie, tell me" "Yes sir, you may do what you will with me 
tonight" She answers, surprised at the submission that seems so natural in her voice. She starts 
to button her blouse and he quickly stops her "Leave it Cassie, it is alright" he soothes. He gets 
out and gently helps her from the car. He wraps his arm around her waist and steers her as she 
walks, calmly telling her when to step up or down. They ascend a small set of steps obviously 
the entrance to a building. They pass through a door and Cassie first hears music, then the quiet 
background noise of a crowded restaurant. "Don't, it is alright" he cautions as she goes to close 
her shirt. "Your usual table Mister Paul" the Maitre de gushes and quickly receives a nod. "The 
dressing room is right this way" and Cassie feels him walk past as she receives a nudge from 
Paul.

 He guides her into a room and she hears the man depart. Cassie catches the odor of clothing in 
large quantities and figures it must be the coatroom. Paul steps behind her and wraps her in his 
arms, "Are you OK love?", he whispers. She nods her head, although the image of the host 
looking at her breasts rest firmly in her mind. She feels Paul pull the blouse over her shoulders 
and slide down her arms. He then reaches around and begins to undo her skirt, Her pussy aches 
with the nearness of his hands. Moving in front of her Paul loosens the rubber bands and 
removes them from her stiff nipples, Cassie feels a ring placed around her right nipple and starts 
to ask what it is when she feels pressure against it. Paul squeezes the rubber cylinder forcing the 
air out around her nipple, letting go the rubber expands creating great suction. Cassie's mind 
explodes, as the suction is concentrated right on her nipple. It fills with blood growing as large 
as it can and throbbing. Paul pulls the cylinder until the suction breaks and deftly grabs the 
nipple with the clip in his hand. OOOOOh! Cassie gasps, as he begins to do the other, once 
done her nipples feel like they will burst, the pinching seems to travel a single nerve straight 
down to her tailbone. Her wetness, she swears, begins to leak down her thighs. She feels the 
coldness of a fine chain connecting the clips resting on her midriff.  "This is a very special club, 
my sweet. It is a membership only place and of course those they choose to bring. Aside from 
that is a regular restaurant. You needn't be concerned about the legalities of what goes on, 
nudity is normal, so enjoy." "But, Paul…"" Hush dear one, you mustn't speak unless asked too 
or given permission. Cassie next feels some kind of collar circle her neck. The implication crash 
in her mind as he fastens it. "Am I an animal?" "Should I be degraded!" He senses her confusion 
and quickly reassures her. "It means you are mine love, you will do as I desire, and it is placed 
there with the greatest respect that I choose you. The warmth at his words flow through her. He 
finishes fastening wrist and ankle cuffs to her then stands and asks "Are you ready?". She 
answers as humbly as she can, "Yes sir". Paul smiles and tugs on her leash, again surprising her. 
The leash attached to the chain on her nipples gets instant results. Cassie shoots forward as the 
exquisite flash of feeling fades into her breasts. Pulled by the leash she stumbles forward 
following, the woosh as a door opens and suddenly the wave of crowd noise washes over her. 
The sexual energy from the nipple stimulation and anal plug, the excitement of become a servant 
of the man she loves, and the erotic sense of being exhibited in front of so many people crash 
together in Cassie's mind. The result is a massive orgasm. Paul feels the chain go taut, He turns 
to find something he didn't expect, There's Cassie, dropping to her knees as the first gutteral 
moan tumbles from her lips. Her hands cup her pussy as if she's afraid it will exploded, the 
chorus of her pleasure reaches the furthest corner and echo's back silencing the crowd. Every 
eye turns to regard the young slave in passions grip as she reaches the end. The only sound in 
the room is her breathing as she struggles back to her feet. The rest of the room is filled with 
silence. Slowly the measured smack of a single pair of hands ventures forth,  A wave of 
applause follows as everyone stands to give appreciation for pleasure.

Cassie goes beat red. She hangs her head as Paul continues to the table. His own arousal 
peaked, makes walking difficult. He knew cassie was a sexy woman but he didn't expect how 
much. He tells her to halt and wait, as he quickly prepares her chair. The chair is specially made, 
It holds the slaves thighs apart at a 45 degree angle. It has no backrest rather a padded section 
in front in which the midrift rests against, this forces the ass back slightly off the seat and open. 
Paul removes the rubber cock that attaches to the seat figuring Cassie needs a little break. She 
feels a tug on her breasts and allows Paul to fit her into the seat. She feels so lewdly displayed 
with her ass spread showing everyone behind her her wares, not to mention the plug. The 
waitress arrives in a cute leather outfit that accentuates rather than hides her female charms. Paul 
orders, a fruit platter, oil and ice. He also whispers a quick request in the girl's ear and she 
answers "no problem sir". As she goes to leave she stops by Cassie. There is a slight pause then 
she quickly removes the plug. Cassie jumps at her touch and then swoons as her ass is once 
again stretched. It is over before she knows it and the girl is gone. Cassie feels Pauls hand on 
her face, he brushes her hair back and tells her how lovely she looks. The moment is interrupted 
by the sharp sound of leather on flesh as another slave is spanked on the stage with a wide 
leather warmer. Cassie fixates on the sound, the sharp smack followed by the almost silent 
exhale whimper moan of the girl. Each time the sound louder than before as Cassie recalls the 
secret fantasies that no one knows, not even her husband. He had been great when they first 
married, not at all like the passive indifference of today. She recalls one day when he put her 
over his knee and spanked her. She had protested as any normal good wife would yet, had 
yearned for it to continue. He had given up way to easy, not intuitively knowing like…"Cassie, 
You like that sound do you?" Paul inquired gently. Her embarrassment flushed through her as 
she realized she'd been caught. "Yes sir" she mumbled quietly. "Maybe we can arrange 
something later my sweet." The tremor of excitement once again shoots through her. "Ah here's 
our order." Cassie waits patiently as the shuffle of service goes on. Something bumps against 
her lips and she shies back, she hears Paul whisper "its ok". She allows it in and her mouth is 
filled with cantaloupe. She bites it and the juices runs down the side of her mouth and onto her 
breasts. After that comes a cherry and assorted fruits. He teases her with them getting her to 
suck and lick then suggestively. She just started to do obvious things to the banana when the 
scent of jasmine reaches her nose, a second before she feels hands on her shoulders. The 
magical fingers feel wonderful on her skin as the oil is rubbed deeply in. This perfect stranger is 
not shy rubbing her body and reaches around to cup her breasts. The food forgotten, she 
languishes in the effects of the warm oil and masterful fingers of the masseuse. Her body is 
completely pampered as the magical hands cover her thighs legs and ass. Cassie almost cums as 
the oil is rubbed all the way up onto the shaved outer surface of her pussy. The hands work 
back up onto her neck tipping her head back and Paul whispers "kiss her". She Feels the lips 
lightly touch hers and she pursues allowing her tongue to dance into this dainty tender mouth of a 
stranger. It suddenly occurs to her that the command was not to the masseuse but to Cassie her 
self, "kiss HER" he said. Oh aaahhhh! And she kisses wonderfully. 

The female masseuse stands behind cassie, she pulls cassie back against her own breasts. Tilting 
Cassie's face to the side, she kisses her deeply. Tongue dancing lightly like only a female knows 
how as she presses her lips to cassie's soul. As the passion intensifies, that quick butterfly 
tongue sneaks out and down, nibbling teasing and sucking on Cassie's neck. Her hands encircle 
cassie, cupping her breasts and playing with the tips of her engorged nipples as they peak out of 
the clips. Cassie squirms and wiggles to get away from the terrible, wonderful fingers that play 
with her overly sensitive buds. She feels the masseuse drop a hand back, knowing that she is 
playing with herself as she sucks on her neck is too much for Cassie, she has never loved a 
woman, yet that is all she wants at this moment. The hand returns and once again cassie feels 
something bump her lips. She parts then instantly recognizing the banana. As it slides slowly in 
the musky sweet essence of the masseuse bursts upon cassie's tongue. Cassie revels in her first 
taste of a woman. Her pleasure is interrupted by Paul. He shoos the girl away and helps cassie 
to her feet. He walks her a few steps before guiding her up two small steps. Cassie stops when 
something bumps into the tops of her thighs. Quickly Paul  leans her forward. Without realizing 
what has happened she is forced to lay across something, she starts to raise up only to realize 
the nipple chain is already connected to something. She feels movement at each wrist cuff and 
they too are pulled toward the floor. Her ankle cuffs are soon drawn to the side and forward. 
The blindfold is loosened just long enough for her to glimpse the full room staring at her so 
lewdly spread before them on stage. She also glimpses Paul with the wide leather warmer 
approaching the stage. The blindfold is retightened and she is forced to wait for the first blow.





