White And Grey Love

Greetings of the day! I am back with another sex story. Thank you for your feedbacks and support. I am Niru(name changed).I had always been a woman of dominating nature with a commanding Anne leadership attitude.I had to take over the responsibilities of the business at a young age of 22 and since then my shoulders are carrying the burden.

Being a female of a strong personality and always fighting the world my inner self sometimes gets tired. Whenever it gets tired it reminds me of my ocean blue eyes, blank straight long hairs, wheatish complexion and 36-30-36 figure and the desired and dreams I had.

It demands me of relaxation and has its own decimation of relaxation. To my inner self-relaxation is submission; it is too light with someone peacefully and obeys; to let someone else make decisions. Every single decision. This sex story follows my journey to relaxation. It all began when I received an email asking me for a lunch date and also contained conditions of business talks and deals.

Mail was challenging enough for me to accept but still, I replied with a refusal email. The reply email to my refusal became the first pebble of my relaxation path. This time, I don’t know why but my answer was in acceptance as if my inner self-did reply. As per the email, we were supposed to meet on Sunday at Little Italia (name changed) restaurant at 12 noon.I was at the place right on time but unlike other men, the email sender I.E, Mr. Amish was already there on time.

We had our table at the corner near the half glass wall. In our order we had white wine and white sauce cheesy pasta, also we had Nachos and Taco pockets. And for the dessert, brownie with vanilla ice cream and hot chocolate sauce. Things in common in the whole order was white color and exotics flavor. Our conversation began after we had sips from wine glasses.

“As I had mentioned in the email, if I convince you for at least one thing we shall sign the deal that your company rejected a week ago.”
“See our company didn’t find it appealing.”Before I could complete he said, “And here it is, I have already convinced you for two things and before you ask me what those are I would like to list them. Firstly the venue and time for the lunch and secondly the food ordered.”
I was surprisingly impressed and couldn’t deny his point and here it all began. After signing the deal, we frequently met to discuss the project and with gradual flow of time, we became close friends.

It had been 6 months and we had become comfortable enough to share everything with each other and I started to feel for him. Bending to my feelings finally, I proposed him and he bluntly refused. A hearty broken me wanted to sob, yell but no, you are a strong woman so after two days I decided to confront him. By this time I had traveled one-forth path.

“You owe me an explanation for that blunt attitude and I can read in your hazel eyes and you feel the same for me then why not?”. Kneeling to my repetitive question he dragged me to his car and we drive 80kms from my office to his farmhouse. It was a bungalow with white walls but lavishly interior. He said his answers lay inside. He opened the lock and we made our steps to a room with a big antique fashioned door.

He opened and the lock and my eyes widened with amusement.I stepped into the room and his words followed: “I am dominant with such sex desires.I accept, I do care for you and is infatuated towards you but that itself denies me to hurt you and so I refused your proposal.” And there I was feeling more for him; as if my inner self-found an order home for itself and immediately after he was finished I rushed to him and said, “You are right for me. I always desire for this.”

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And here half of the path was done. The rest half was beautiful as he was there with me. That day we decided to silent the coming weekend at his farmhouse. The rest, we divided into the conditions and limits of submission and dominance. I was way too excited.

The weekend- We reached his farmhouse on Friday evening and the farmhouse was ready and the maid has left the dinner prepared. The moment we had stepped in, I was his sub and insured everything he said. Henceforth I had watermelon and papayas for my dinner. And then e went to the room. He opened the room and handed me a card and left.

The card read: ‘strip your clothes and kneel at the door facing towards the door; inners on; eyes closed; jean down; hands on your thighs’. I did exactly as written. Two minutes later, he entered the room in his white linen shirt and faded denim. I could hear his steps and figure out his actions. He pulled my head upright holding my hairs and tied a blindfold. He then asked me to stand up and bent over.

His fingers circle my ass cheeks and I tried to guess what’s next. And then came a spank followed by another. I could only moan. He reasons the spanks as “I saw your eyes open when I entered the room”. He had seen me eyeing him. He again pulled my hair and I stood straight upright. He held my hand and pulled me. After few steps, we stopped and he asked me to lift my hands.

My hands were tied with handcuffs above my head and can’t the command:”Hands down”. I then felt something pointed lining my neck and shoulders. I guessed it to be scissors and I was right. He then cut off my strap and planted kisses on my neck and shoulders. Then the second strap and kisses.

I felt loose at my breasts. Soon I was bent over a table and my hands were tied above my head with a rope which was told around the handcuff. He made sure the rope was tight enough to keep my hands straight upright. He planted soft small kisses on my back and unhooked my bra.I craved for his kisses on my loose bossoms and mentioned him the wish. But he denied saying it was a punishment that he won’t kiss my boobs.

In the excitement of foreplay, the punishment had slipped off my head. I was reminded of the punishment when my ass cheeks were hit with a wooden scale (which I later came to know about). He asked me to count and after it was 8 he reasoned the spanks as the number of times I touched him while stripping.

After he punishment session, he planted kisses on my back he rubbed my clit over my panty.I closed my thighs tightly. No sooner I did that he removed his fingers and stopped kissing. I begged him to continue but before I could do that he drifted my legs away and tied them to the table.I was excited now thinking I will be penetrated from back but no.I heard him move away. A few minutes later, I heard his footsteps moving back to me and then placing something on the table.

Next, I felt a chill on my vagina-ice.He pushed few cubes into my vagina hole and then massaged one on my clit. He continued to rub till I point where I was about to have my orgasm. I begged him not to stop but he did and walked away.I could feel the drops run down my thighs. After around 5 minutes, he walked closer to me, held my waist, positioned me and immediately I felt a thrust into my vaginal hole.

He held my hairs and pulled my head to the extent that if I did not have the blindfold I could see the roof. He rammed me back and forth. He kept changing the rhythm to tease me and I kept moaning louder and breathe heavily. After around 15 minutes I felt the hot fluid gush into my hole and immediately after him I had my orgasm. The session continued for the whole night and I collapsed after around 5 orgasms.

Next morning when I woke up I was lying on the bed and found a note by my side which read: ‘will be back soon; has to leave the office because of an urgent work; have fruit salad and juice for breakfast; lots of love’. The whole weekend, I was having the pleasure of seventh heaven.

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