Dinner for two
MA wiggled her bum and squirmed.
“It feels cold and, and…”
I pushed the ginger up her bum.
She squirmed and gasped. “Oh it stings!” She buried her face in the pillow. Much bum wiggling followed.
I ran my hand along her back and onto her bum. I squeezed her cheeks. Not an easy task with all that wiggling going on.
“Oh it burns. OWWWWW!”
I changed tactics and took to gently kissing her all over. Distracting her. It did not work!
Despite all her complaints and bum wiggling she never asked for it to stop!
After a while the complaining and wiggling subsided.
“It’s quite nice now.”
I ran my hand down her back and over her bum and between her legs.
“Wet! You’re very wet.” She tried to push herself against my hand and wiggle but I pulled my hand away.
“Oh you stopped.”
I pulled out the ginger root.
I took a dice out of the toy box and showed it to her.
“Lets play a game, three choices?” I suggested.
She looked quizzical.
“Choice one, you get sex right now!”
“Yes please!” she seemed keen on the first choice.
“Choice two, you get a light flogging with this.” I waved the red suede flogger in the air. “Then you get sex.”
“Yes?” A guarded yes, she did not seem so keen on the flogger.
“Choice three, we get dressed and go out for a nice meal and continue when we get back.”
“Really? Keep me frustrated the whole evening, that’s a dreadful tease.”
I grinned at her. “Roll the dice, choose, first option is 1 and 2, second option 3 and 4, last option 5 and 6, got that?”
“I think so.” she rolled the dice across the bed.
“SIX! We really going out?”
“Yes, get up and get dressed!” I pulled her up and out of bed.
We sat in a quiet corner of the restaurant. MA sipped her wine.
“Sitting comfortably?”
She smiled and wiggled in her seat. “I tingle down there.”
“Is it nice?”
“It’s nice now but I still want to…” the sentence trailed off but her expression finished it for her.
“You want sex don’t you.” I whispered.
“Yes.” she flushed slightly with embarrassment, as if she was afraid to admit her desires.
I laid the dice on the table.
“The first two options are the same as before, as soon as we get home, but option three is different.”
“What’s option three then?”
“Control passes to you, you get to choose what happens.”
She picked up the dice. “Choose now?” she asked.
“Now, before the food arrives.” I confirmed.
The dice clattered over the table, stopping by my glass. (Full of water I was driving!)
“Four!” She looked worried.
“Flogger then sex.” The conversation was cut short as the food arrived.
We ate the food in silence for a while.
“You said you liked the flogger when I demonstrated it a few days ago.”
“That was one spank over my knickers, I think this will be different. I am not sure about it.”
“It will be different, but trust me it will be good, you’ll enjoy the sensation.”
She still looked worried.
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March 7th, 2010 at 21:26
Oooooh, I’m looking forward to reading what happens next. Good stuff!