Taming the Friend (Closed for now)

Leo Sanders was not an imposing man, by stature. He did know, however, how to make himself seem more so than he truly was. His 5'11" frame was always held in a fairly upright manner, shoulders back most of the time, green eyes piercing all who gazed into them. His dark hair was kept short, and were it not for the ever-present five o'clock shadow that framed his face, he would have been labeled as the obligitory pretty-boy.

His facial expressions rarely showed much except for a slight smile as he watched other gathering early at this particular club. Despite his rigid frame, he still seemed quite relaxed and confident as he waited. There was nothing special about this particular club, it was just well-known, and therefore quite busy. The perfect meeting spot, for a pair of online friends.

He thought about the time they had spent together online, knowing that each hour was an investment. He did genuinely care about what she had to say, and often found himself quite interested in her day-to-day affairs. She could talk for quite long stretches however, and he had spent many a night up late listening to her talk.

The investment would soon pay off, tonight, in fact, as she was due to arrive any minute, and would be here for the entire weekend. She had reserved her own room at a local hotel, as she was unsure if their relationship would be able to progress once she had arrived. It was understandable, as many people met online turn out to be completely different than first percieved. She couldn't possibly imagine the plans he had for her, however, and no amount of preparing a hotel room just in case would save her from the life she was about to embark in.

As his eyes scanned the room, his hand fondled a glass. Suddenly, he spotted her, striding towards him, and he smiled, as charmingly as possible.

Oh, this is going to be fun...

The butterflies in Julianna’s stomach threatened to choke her with their incessant and ever increasing vibration as she pushed the heavy black door of the club open. She hesitated only briefly in front of the full length mirror.

Her long, black hair hung past the small arch of her delicate back. The short leather skirt rode her small hips well, the small slit on the side giving only a brief glance of the well muscled but shapely thigh beneath.

Even with two inch heels beneath her booted feet, Julianna still stood only 5 feet five 1/2 inches tall. Her blouse was tastefully exotic, not quite sheer but sheer enough to display the silken camisole and a touch of dark rise where her pointed nipples played beneath.

Her gray-green eyes sparkled as she spoke to the gentleman behind the glass window. She gave him her name as He had instructed she do. After showing her identification to the attendant, he stamped her hand, smiled and wished her a good time with a knowing smile.

Unconsciously licking her lips nervously, Julianna slipped into the dark confining atmosphere of the Club. To her unadjusted eyes, it was dark. Darker even than she had expected.

She walked a bit unsteadily further into the club, her eyes darting about trying to pick Him out from the crowd. They had exchanged pictures, but one never knew if the pictures were true or someone’s fantasy of what they hoped to be.

Taking a deep breath as she prepared to go further into the club, she was startled by the warm touch of a man’s hand on her arm.

Leo almost chuckled when Julianna jumped slightly at his touch.

"Hey stranger," He said, as casual as possible.

He took a moment to allow his eyes to wander over her body, drinking in the allure she dripped with every slight movement. He was proud of himself, for this find. It was too often very difficult to find a beauty so ravishing online, and he had really found her by accident. Their friendship had started genuinely enough, as Leo hadn't really been looking for a pet at the time, but when he saw her pictures, he knew he had to have her.

And here she was, and what an outfit to choose. it was almost as if she was inviting him to control her, release her inner slut. His mind whirled with the opportunities that would present themselves soon, but he cast aside the thoughts, for now, at least.

Instead, his eyes locked on hers momentarily, before deciding that a hug was the best way to initiate contact while putting her more at ease. Though, if he were honest with himself, her slight shaking was almost too sexy to handle. As he hugged her tightly, he said, "It's good to see you, Jules. How was the flight? You didn't wear that on the plane, did you?

As he hugged her tightly, he said, "It's good to see you, Jules. How was the flight? You didn't wear that on the plane, did you?"

Julianna had thought to taunt him by stating that, yes .. she had worn the outfit on the plane. But the eyes locked on hers brooked no disrespect, no argument and certainly no manipulation. She hugged him in return, noting how his strong arms wrapped easily around her body. The hug could quickly turn into something more, she thought as the heat wound even tighter within her tummy.

She lifted her head, the color of her eyes fathomless in the darkness of the club. Shaking her head delicately, she answered quietly.

"The flight was fine Sir. A bit bumpy as we arrived due to the storm but otherwise, not too bad. And..." Hesitating only a moment, Julianna grasped onto the truth before her spontaneous nature could get her into trouble, "and no Sir, I changed at the airport in the lounge before catching the taxi to the Club." Her body still trembled, although his arms remained solidly around her small waist.

_kyrie_ said:

"The flight was fine Sir. A bit bumpy as we arrived due to the storm but otherwise, not too bad. And...and no Sir, I changed at the airport in the lounge before catching the taxi to the Club."

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Leo chuckled. Already she had started calling him Sir. This was going to be much easier than he had thought. She had always been very polite, and he was sure the nervousness was taking its toll. She must have been wound tight from the flight, as she was shaking like a leaf, even between his arms.

He leaned close, until his lips brushed her ear as he said, "Come, lets get you a drink, and we'll do some dancing. See if we can't shake off some of those jitters, hm?"

He placed his hand in the small of her back to guide her to the bar, ensuring that his lead was firm, but not overpowering. Not yet, anyway...

Julianna smiled up into his kind face. He really was a very handsome man, she was surprised that he still appeared to be interested in her. Yet again, she wondered what she was doing here, with this man, in this place. Her closest friend had told her she should go. Becky had her hotel name and telephone number and of course, she had Julianna's cell number memorized after all these years.

Leo pulled the tall stool from under the bar, gently easing her upon it with his capable hands. At each touch, her trembling increased.

Answering his query as to her choice of drink, she watched as the gorgeous blond bartender took their orders. Julianna noted the look the blond gave Leo and the lack of response she received in return from him. Although Julianna was not a point taker, she couldn't help but think that was a point in his favor, as far as she was concerned.

Leo paid for the drinks, giving the blond a generous but not overly extravagant tip. He held Julianna's White Russian up to her lips, offering her the first taste. She looked shyly to the floor before lifting her eyes to his, keeping them locked as she sipped from the short glass.. the whipped cream just barely edging the line of her upper lip.

Leo watched her timidness with great interest. This was going to be a fine pet, indeed. She would certainly be willing to stay of her own accord, when the time came to choose. Every moment her watched her, he was more proud of his selection. She would serve him well, and would be loved in return.

Though she had been careful with the drink, Leo made sure to lift the glass just enough to get the smallest dab of whipped cream on her upper lip. With the opportunity, he acted. He lifted her chin and brought his lips over hers, licking the cream off slowly.

Then, without even giving her a moment to react, he set the drink down and guided her off the stool and out to the dance floor. The key tonight would be to not allow her any reaction time, to keep her mind guessing as to his intentions, while teasing her to the brink of insanity. He needed to create a fire within her, and keep it burning all night.

As the music droned on, he guided her in dance, placing himself behind her, hands on her hips.

Julianna gasped when his tongue traced the line of cream from her upper lip. Her body trembled even more violently. She had thought he meant to kiss her when instead, he drew her to her feet. Placing her firmly in front of him, his hands on her hips, he led her in a dance that sent fire racing over and through her skin.

His hands were large on her small hips, she could feel him pressing his hips into her lower back and bottom. She reached with both slender arms behind her to wrap them around his neck, leaning her head back against the breadth of his chest.

They danced entwined throughout the long, sensuous song, as though they had been poured together into a potter's mold. Their bodies heated, the furnace setting the delicately woven figures together as surely as the potter's oven sets a permanent glaze to his creations.

As the song neared conclusion, Leo spun her around and placed his forehead on hers, holding her body close to his chest, allowing their sweat to mingle. Her desire was strong, and her body was betraying her. He brought his lips within centimeters of hers and smiled inwardly as she closed her eyes. It would not be long, and she would be his forever.

He refrained from kissing her, and as the next song began, he leaned to her ear and said, "How bout another drink?"

He guided her back to the bar, this time his hand trailed the top of her ass, and he ordered drinks for both of them. He did not allow her to sit, this time, but instead, kept their bodies pressed together, as they stood, gazing into each others eyes over the tops of their glasses.

Julianna caught her breath, waiting for his kiss... longing for it. She felt lost in his essence, she had never felt this way before, with anyone.

He suddenly pulled away, denying her the kiss she longed to feel. Opening her eyes, she saw the dark desire rising in his and trembled yet again. Her body was on fire, her mind seemed to have taken a journey down a road it knew well but had yet to reveal to her.

Leo ordered another White Russian for her, which she promptly drank down a bit too fast. The drinks were delicious, more like a sweet chocolate malt than like one of the more bitter, sour tasting alcoholic drinks she had tasted in the past. Her head swimming with thoughts of what the night might bring, the press of his hand at the very bottom of her back and the heat of the night; Julianna leaned into his strength, nuzzling into his neck comfortably.

He finished his drink, and seeing she had done the same, he set both glasses down, then leaned in once more. His lips teased her ear as he spoke once more, "You've been quiet all evening, Jules. I'm starting to wonder what's on your mind."

He knew it was best to make her wonder at his intentions, keeping the conversation light while their bodies were so close. The mixed signals were surely wreaking havoc on her, and it wouldn't be long till her desire would hit a feverish state. His hand still grazed her ass, now and then, as they slowly swayed to the deep rythm, as it seemed to shake the air around them.

Out of the corner of his eye, he could see others staring at them, speaking is whispers, some with smiles, some with jealousy in their eyes. This was his pet now, and they knew it.

He waited for her answer while his free hand lightly stroked the naked flesh of her arm.

"Umm, I... I just... well Sir.. it's just that... I'm..." Julianna took a deep breath as his big hand stroked the skin of her bare arm. She leaned heavier into his body, molding herself to it unconsciously.

"I.. guess I am somewhat.. well, no... I guess I am a lot nervous... about..." stopping to draw another broken breath, Julianna continued, "I just am ... not sure what.. to expect. I mean... what you.. expect tonight.. that is... Sir."

Her hands had wound into the sides of his suit pants as tightly as she could get them and still, without her knowledge, she pulled his big body tightly against hers.

_kyrie_ said:

"I.. guess I am somewhat.. well, no... I guess I am a lot nervous... about... I just am ... not sure what.. to expect. I mean... what you.. expect tonight.. that is... Sir."

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Leo chuckled again. He lifted her face up so that their eyes met once more, and found himself staring into them for a moment. Those beautiful, timid eyes, so full of fire and fear. So sexy, that mixture.

Keeping with the idea of keeping her guessing, his hands continued to idly roam her body, not invasive, but gently.

"And what is it that you want, my dear? What are you wanting me to expect tonight?"

Julianna swallowed deeply. The feel of his hand as he tipping her face up, forcing her eyes to meet his sent delicious shivers of fear and hunger through her very bones.

"I expect Sir..." Taking another hesitant breath, daring to speak the words forming in her mind. "I expect you to get ... to take, whatever it is 'you' want tonight, Sir."

Julianna tried to lower her head, hoping to shield her eyes from Leo's probing glaze but found her chin still trapped in the firm embrace of his hand.

Satisfied with the response, Leo felt she deserved a reward.

He lowered his mouth to hers and kissed her deeply, not overpowering, but forceful enough to let her know that he was in control of this moment. His hands reached down and squeezed her ass firmly, pulling her even closer to him, till it seemed their bodies were one.

Breaking the kiss before she could enjoy too much of it, he whispered in her ear once more, "Let's find a cab and get you to your hotel, before it gets too late."

With that, he led her out the door, hand once more on the small of her back.

Julianna melted beneath the onslaught of that small kiss. Only nodding her head in agreement, she followed Leo out of the club. He held her arm as she slipped into the taxi, quickly going to the other side and sliding in beside her.

In a daze she heard him give instuctions to the driver, but paid no attention. She could not believe she was doing this. This was much different than some of the on-line fun she had experienced in the past. This was not cyber fantasy, but the real thing.

She looked to the man seated near her, at her small hand as he clasped it within his larger one. The eyes she raised to his were glittering diamonds of passion and fear.

"I have a present for you, at my house. We're just going to stop and pick it up along the way to your hotel."

As he sat next to her, he held her hand in his. Soon, his free hand began slowly carressing the inside of her thighs, stopping at the edge of her skirt, hoping to tease her even further.

A few minutes later the cab stopped, and Leo got out. He ran up the drive to his house, unlocked the door, and stepped inside. He was back in the cab within moments, with a small overnight bag in his hand.

As the taxi continued on its route, he resumed the task of teasing her, but this time he used his lips to lightly trace her ears. His fingers ran down her neck, snaking along the exposed flesh of her collarbone. It wasn't long before they had arrived, and it seemed even less time before they were walking into her room, his hand still guiding her firmly.

Julianna's head fell back, resting against the high back seat of the taxi. She felt her legs spread slightly on their own, as if his very touch commanded they open for him. Realizing what her legs were doing, how her whole body was reacint; Julianna quickly sat up a bit straighter, embarrassed.

"Forgive me, I fear I am not a much of a drinker." Her face would have been flaming red if not for the darkness within the taxi.

Julianna hesitated breifly at the door to her hotel room and turned to him. Her eyes beseeching his. Begging him to instill within her a measure of trust that would allow her to open her room and her mind to him this night.

She placed the key within his hand, her own hand trembling visibly as she did so.

He took the key, and held her chin in his hands, gazing deep into her eyes. He would take care of her, and she would be his willing slave forever. Her training was about to begin, and he wondered if she had any clue what he really had in store for her.

Without taking his eyes from hers, he deftly slid the key into the lock and pushed the door open.

He leaned in close and whispered, "After you."

Julianna smiled her sweet smile up at him before turning and walking through the heavy hotel room door. The room was bathed in inky darkness, the only light switch to her right, away from the door.

"One moment please Sir while I find the light?" She followed the wall to its corner, turned and bumped into the bed. Feeling self-conscious and foolish, she flipped the switch, bathing the room in a soft, yellow light.

Leo took just a moment to breathe in her beauty again, before closing the gap between them and gathering her in his arms. His kisses were passionate and firm, as his hands found ways to relieve her of her clothing. Once she was fully naked, he pushed her onto the bed, before returning to his bag, which had been left next to the door.

"I promised you a present, did I not?" He asked with a slight smile as he rummaged. He grabbed a few items and dropped them next to the bed, careful to not let her see. One item, in particular, was meant for her.

He crawled up on the bed, straddling her chest, before presenting the item in his hands. It was a small leather collar, simple, with a silver hoop along the front.

"You like it?"

Julianna suddenly found herself laying naked beneath him on the bed. She blinked in surprise, he had moved so swiftly and with such gentleness, she had not even known what was happening.

Barely able to shake her head yes, she opened her lips to breathlessly answer.

"But, you said we would wait. That you would wait to... make sure I... that we were right together Sir?"

Julianna's face was flushed, her chest matching the color exactly. The feel of Leo, still completely clothed while she lay beneath him naked was more than erotic. She felt vulnerable, small and helpless. Though the feelings sent a small fission of fear through her, she also found the wetness between her legs becoming more and more moist.

He reached down beside the bed and produced another item, careful to keep it hidden from her sight at first. His hands swiftly pulled her arms up over her head, and with two distinct clicks, he had the cuffs fastened around her wrists, and secured to the bedposts.

"Oh, I am very sure about this, my Pet."

He fastened the collar around her neck while he spoke.

"We have three days, before your flight leaves. Three days to turn you into my willing slut, obedient to my every command, without question. Obey, and you will be rewarded. Disobey, and you will be severely punished. Do you understand?"

He watched the fear in her eyes as he talked, knowing that it would soon be replaced with the willing submissiveness he needed from her.

Julianna felt thrils of desire race from her wrists to her belly when he clicked the handcuffs into place. Yet his words sent laces of fear down her spine.

"This is all part of the... the game we play, right Sir?" She asked tentatively. His eyes had turned, cold. His lips turned down seriously from the pleasant, charming gentlemen she had met earlier.

Her bottom lip trembled slightly as she replayed his words over in her mind. ''What do you mean... punished?"

"Let us hope you do not have to find out, my Pet. You will speak only when spoken to, and answer to Pet, Slave, or Slut. You will address me as Sir or Master at all times. You will follow every order I give you without question. You will not wear clothes unless instructed, and will only wear what is chosen for you. most importantly, you will never, under any circumstances, cum without permission. In short, your body is mine, to do with as I please. Your pleasure is mine to give or deny, and you will do well to remember that."

His eyes took in her fear once more.

"Do you understand?"