Hiding Her Way (Closed)

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Tanya sat with her feet up, hunched over as she industriously painted her toenails. She paused to admire them; each was a different color, reflecting the shifting of her mood that day. Actually, she had a veritable rainbow going at that point.

She had a telephone receiver tucked between her ear and her shoulder where she was chatting with her best friend. She was trying to sound light and carefree at that point, but somehow, as best friends often do, she didn’t manage to carry it off.

Her friend had just asked her to tell her what her real problem was, and Tanya sighed heavily before she responded, “I don’t know Sammie, but ever since Josh and I split up I have been feeling at loose ends. Before Josh, there was Paulo, then Hector (though I am still trying to figure out why I dated a guy by that name) and a few others. All those relationships ended because I wasn’t satisfied. The sex was good, but nothing to write home about, and for that many men to leave me unfulfilled, I have begun to wonder what’s wrong with me.”

Her friend broke in then, and asked if she had ever come close, to which she responded, “Well, there was this one guy, Josh-he came close, which was really odd, because he was a little bit kinky, he liked to tie me up and stuff before we had sex. A little wild, but I always felt the best when I was in a position of helplessness.” She paused then, and continued, a little quieter, “But I don’t know why.”

Her friend was quiet for a few minutes, and then asked quietly, “Do you think you might be a submissive?”

Tanya was shocked and it showed in her voice, “One of those girls who wears leather collars and leashed and loves getting beat up!?!” Her friends was quick to reassure her that what was seen on the internet porn ads was usually the extreme side of things, that there were many facets to that lifestyle. Tanya wasn’t sure if it was really for her, but the idea sounded intriguing at least.

Her friend offered to set her up with someone who might be willing to lead her along that path and Tanya agreed. Her friend gave her an address, telling her to wear something pretty and to go to it later that night, that she would phone ahead and make the arrangements.

Which is why at 7:32 that evening, Tanya was walking up to a large house that she had never seen before, tugging at the hem of the short skirt she wore before she rang the bell. Her heart was beating quickly in a mixture of anticipation and nervousness, so she took a deep breath as footsteps sounded from the other side of the door.
 
“Hello Bauer residence.”

There was a pause as he listened to a voice from his past.

“Sammie it has been a while what can I do for you?”

His face grew taunt and drawn as he listened to the girl’s request

“Samantha you know I have not had a sub since you decided to leave my dear child and now you call and ask me to take on a neophyte?”


He listened and finally he rubbed his hand over his thin balding head.

“All right Samantha what is her name………. Tanya………. 7:30………All right Sammie.”

Paul Bauer was in his late fifties, his body toned from an active life, thinning ginger hair with a touch of silver at the temples. His dress was casual kaki slacks and a dark green button down shirt, his hazel eyes peered out from behind wire framed glasses. His home was filled with mementoes fro a life spent at sea. The living room was lined in bookshelves that reflected a rather enclitic taste in literature some volumes in English others in French.

Why was he doing this he did not owe Sammie anything and he had sworn he would never take on a neophyte again. The soft chime of the door bell broke his concentration. He opened the door and was greeted by the sight of a twenty something young lady.

“Tanya, your Sammie’s friend?....... I am Paul Bauer do come in”
 
Tanya blinked when the door opened, she wasnt sure what she had been expecting, but this normal looking man just wasn't it. She had a brief moment to think that perhaps he was the butler or something, surely a house this size had one right? But then he spoke.

“Tanya, your Sammie’s friend?....... I am Paul Bauer do come in”

She gave a mental shrug, after all, Sammie had said the the internet depiction was not really the norm. Then she had to laugh at herself a little, did she really expect this man to answer the door carrying a carriage whip or something?

She nodded a response to his question, then entered. She took off the thigh length dress coat she had been wearing and watched as it was hung up in a closet. She followed him down the hall, openly admiring the knicknacks and paintings that were placed in the halls, in little recessed nooks and on low tables. She had the imeadiate impression of his life in the past, just from the variety of objects she could see.

She stepped into the study behind him, then took a seat on the leather covered armchair that was indicated. She looked up then, Hazel eyes met deep green and she nervously ran a hand through her shoulder length curly red hair. Wetting her lips with a pink tongue, she took a deep breath and plunged into the speach she had prepared on the way over, her nervousness betrayed by the fack that she kept picking at one of the seams on her white high necked blouse. That and the fact she kept crossing her long slender stocking encased legs, showing flashes of her black high heeled shoes.

She said, "Mr. Bauer, Paul if I may, Sammie told me that i should come here tonight. She suggested I come talk to you, but I am not sure what I should be talking to you about. You see..." She went on to explain the basics of what she had said to Sammie, without the names, she just mentioned 'The men I have dated'.

When she finished, she looked up and said, "I think I came here looking to find out if this sort of thing is for me or not, but somehow i am not sure if I made the right move. When you opened the door, one of the first things to cross my mind when I realised who you were was that you did not appear happy with me being on your doorstep. I don't want to impose on you, If it is something you dont want to do, let me know. After all, I am only 23, I am sure i can find something else to satisfy me in the long length of life left ahead of me."

She stopped then, having run out of things to say to make her case, her imeadiate future rested there, waiting for his response.
 
Paul Bauer took the young woman’s coat, his eyes taking in her overall appearance and demeanor, subtly evaluating the young woman he only knew as Tanya. Her dress has conservative classic, a bit reserved for one so young, a simple short skirt, the high necked white blouse. Paul had to admit that physically the young woman appealed to him the wild red hair, the flashing green eyes so alive, taking in all that was around her, she was alert; a sign of intelligence, and that was good.

Tanya took the seat that he indicated, took a deep breath which only accentuated her firm youthful breasts, and launched into what was obviously a prepared speech.
Part of Paul’s mind listened intently noting the points of most interest for his purpose of evaluation, but he also took noticed of the young beauty’s body language. Her flashing green eyes where demurely downcast as she spoke, Tanya nervously picked at one of the seams on her white high necked blouse, she kept crossing her and uncrossing her long slender stocking encased legs, showing flashes of her black high heeled shoes. The girl was as nervous as a cat on a hot tin roof.

Mr. Bauer, Paul if I may, Sammie told me that i should come here tonight. She suggested I came talk to you, but I am not sure what I should be talking to you about. You see..."

Her soft sensual voice trailed off as if she was afraid to go on yet Paul Bauer remained silent letting this young beauty collect her thoughts.

"I think I came here looking to find out if this sort of thing is for me or not, but somehow I am not sure if I made the right move. When you opened the door, one of the first things to cross my mind when I realized who you were was that you did not appear happy with me being on your doorstep. I don't want to impose on you, If it is something you don’t want to do, let me know. After all, I am only 23, I am sure I can find something else to satisfy me in the long length of life left ahead of me."

Paul smiled a warm gentle smile he had been leaning forward just a bit to put the girl at ease and to draw her out a bit more that she might otherwise have done.

“Your not sure that you are a submissive is that it Tanya?”

Paul paused to chose his next words carefully.

“Not sure you are ready for the whips and chains scene,………Nor am I what you had in mind when you think of a DOM.”

He could see that the young woman was about to protest, he held up a single finger to silence her response, and was quite pleased when she held her tongue.

“ The Life, is not what appears on the net theses days, I am sure that Sammie has already explained that to you. The relationship between a Dom and his sub is one of complete trust.”

Paul went on to explain as clearly as he could to this young neophyte the real relationship, the different levels of submissive life to Tanya.

“The Dom is responsible to teach the sub, to meet her needs. Tanya what is your last name and what do you do for a living?”

Paul listened intently to her response then out of the blue he very calmly said.


“Tanya please stand and remove your clothing now.”

Paul Bauer’s voice was soft, deep, and carried the compelling impression that he expected this stunning young beauty to do as he said.
 
Tanya listened closely as Paul explained the real facts to her. She noticed that at the end of each sentence her ease with him was growing, she was gaining confidence both in him and herself, and that he really did know what he was talking about.

She answered readily enough when he asked her last name and occupation, telling him her name was Stevens, and that she was in advertising, responsible for buying up blocks of media time that ads were placed in for various companies.

She was relaxed now, her arms casually held at her sides, sitting back in her chair when he stunned her again “Tanya please stand and remove your clothing now.” Her eye darted to his, and then dropped as she experienced a nervous sinking sensation in the pit of her stomach.

She knew that this was a test of her willingness to take the first steps towards submission, of her commitment to this goal. She realized that if she failed to follow this instruction, that while he was clearly offering to be her Dom, if she refused the first, none would follow and she would be out in the cold so to speak again.

She swallowed hard, and then stood up slowly. She glanced up at him again and saw him watching her reactions intently. She dropped her gaze, a light blush suffusing her cheeks as her fingers rose slowly to the top of her blouse. It took a lot of willpower to undo the first button; the rest came a bit easier as she grew committed to seeing it through. When her blouse was undone, she left it hanging open, showing a wisp of lacy white bra. She undid the skirt, letting it drop to the floor before she bent, picked it up and laid it carefully over the chair. She slipped her blouse off her shoulders, letting into full view her stockings, the garter that held them up and the lacy panties that matched her bra.

She looked down at herself and blushed again, saying, “I didn’t know that I would be disrobing this evening, or I would have chosen a different shirt. Unfortunately I only own one garter at present, and a black bra that would match it would have shown through.

Sure enough, her bra and panties were white, the garter and stockings a startling contrast in black. She stopped there, holding her breath, hoping that he didn’t mean all the way just yet, she was very uncomfortable at the thought of him seeing her totally naked, at least when they had only met an hour or so before.

She looked up at him, remaining silent, striving to show that she would follow his bidding, but silently asking that he be content. When she looked up, she discovered she couldn’t read his expression, so after a long moment; she looked at the floor again and tried to concentrate very hard on not blushing again. It didn’t work
 
Paul watched the young woman’s reaction to his most outrageous command after all he was a complete stranger to her. Her flashing green eyes grew wide in disbelief then slowly Tanya Stevens swallowed hard, then stood up slowly. She glanced up at him then demurely dropped her gaze, a light blush kissed her cheeks as her fingers rose slowly to the top button of her blouse. The stunning young beauty left it hanging open, showing a wisp of lacy white bra. Her fingers trembling moved to the fastenings of her skirt, letting it drop to the floor before, slipping her blouse off her ivory shoulders, Paul was treated to a full view her stockings, the garter that held them up and the lacy panties that matched her bra. The light rose of Tanya Stevens’ blush deepened to crimson.

“I didn’t know that I would be disrobing this evening, or I would have chosen a different shirt. Unfortunately I only own one garter at present, and a black bra that would match it would have shown through.” her voice was a soft whisper the words tripping over her full ripe lips in a nervous flood. Paul remained silent as he studied her she was he had to admit quite stunning her wild red hair in marked contrast to her flawless pale skin. He could see that she desperately hoped that he would not require more of her.

“Miss Stevens as I said the relationship is one of trust, now If I remember correctly I told you to remove your clothing now.

His voice was calm there was no sign that he was upset with her.

“And I trust you to do as you have been told.”
 
Tanya knew then that she had no choice in the matter. Apparently “take off your clothes” meant “take all of your clothes off, right now.” She sighed and began to do as she was told. She began with her stockings and garter belt.

She unclipped each of her stockings, all the way around, and then removed the garter, sliding the straps out from under her panties, preserving her modesty a few moments longer. She slipped off her shoes and unrolled her stockings very slowly as she revealed tanned legs, inch by inch. She stood there a moment, then seeming to push back her reluctance; she quickly undid the front clasp of her bra and slipped it off her shoulders. Her generous breasts spilled forward as she hooked her thumbs in the top of her panties and whisked them down.

Her body was something she was very proud of, she exercised daily, keeping her body firm and toned. So she stood there without trying to cover herself, knowing he could see everything including the neatly trimmed patch of blond fleece at the juncture of her thighs.

She looked at him then, a flash of spirit in her eyes, almost daring him to do something or command something else, until common sense took over and she muted her gaze, deciding discretion was best, she didn’t really want to rile him.
 
With each little step that Tanya Stevens took into this new strange world Paul Bauer became more interested in the young woman. She had spirit, and determination, he so it in the alluring young beauty’s fiery emerald green eyes. A little sigh of resignation escaped her full ripe red lips. Beside the decidedly submissive nature the girl had already shown there was a natural sensuality about her. The way she quite natural, and quite seductively unclipped each of her stockings, slipped off her shoes and unrolled her stockings very slowly as she revealed tanned legs, inch by inch. The erotic picture Tanya presented as she stood there then undid the front clasp of her bra and slipped it off her shoulders. Her generous breasts spilled forward as she hooked her thumbs in the top of her panties and whisked them down.

Paul sat there and studied her well, toned athletic body, it was quite clear that Tanya Stevens took great pride and care to keep herself in prime physical condition. Again that flash of spirit in those lively green eyes then slowly she lowered her gaze.

“Miss Stevens you are a remarkably attractive young woman.”

Paul paused a moment then continued in his slow measured voice.

“Make yourself comfortable please take a seat on the floor. Now Miss Stevens tell me what you are feeling at this moment?”

Paul Bauer had told the lovely young woman to make herself comfortable, but had offered the floor as her seat placing her in a decidedly submissive position.
 
Tanya flushed with pleasure when she was told that she was beautiful. Though she was proud of her own body, she had never known quite how to respond to somebody when they complimented her.

She stared at the floor when she was invited to make herself comfortable, glanced over at the chair she had been in before, then looked at the floor again. A wrinkle formed on her brow as she tried to figure out how to get down there gracefully without showing off too much, then gave it up.

She lowered herself to the ground, satwith her legs turned to the sides and folded up beside her. this was extremely uncomfortable so she switched to a kneeling position, her knees tightly pressed together.

Only then was she able to lend her full concentration to his question. She thought for a few moments, wanting her answer to be as complete as she could make it, then she spoke.

"To begin with, i was frustrated and embarassed when you told me to strip. I became angry when you wouldnt let me keep my undewear, but accepting it none the less. But now, and it just started when I actually sat down, i have begun to feel happy. I dont know why, but being here in this position, having to look up at you to see you, knowing i am in a submissive position to you and accepting the fact that you can dictate what my actions will be, makes me content. That in itself is a little un nerving, not something i am used to, but i have decided it is a feeling i could enjoy and become acustomed to, very easily."
 
Paul studied the young woman as she settled to the floor a bright pink blush cover the young beauty from the tip of her nose to the tip of her toes, She tried tucking her legs to her side a small little frown creased her face then quite naturally Miss Stevens came to a kneeling position, her knees tightly pressed together, her eyes downcast. There was a far away look in her deep green eyes, and then slowly she began to speak as if searching for the right words.


"To begin with, I was frustrated and embarrassed when you told me to strip. I became angry when you wouldn’t let me keep my underwear, but accepting it none the less. But now, and it just started when I actually sat down, I have begun to feel happy. I don’t know why, but being here in this position, having to look up at you to see you, knowing I am in a submissive position to you and accepting the fact that you can dictate what my actions will be, makes me content. That in itself is a little unnerving, not something I am used to, but I have decided it is a feeling I could enjoy and become accustomed to, very easily."

Slowly a smile spread across Paul Bauer’s face as he listened to the young woman.

“Miss Stevens this is a good beginning, you may dress know I think this is enough for our first meeting.”

Paul got up and went to his desk and then handed her a business card.

“This is my private number as I said the sub normally imitates a session. Go home think about what we have talked about, reflect on your feelings and when you’re ready call me.”

Paul Bauer paused to let the meaning of his words sink in.

“I do believe you may very well be a submissive, to what degree I am not sure as of yet. When you are ready call me and say Mr Bauer I will know that you wish a session at that time I will give you a set of instructions.”

And so their first meeting ended.
 
3 days slowly inch by

Tanya paced the length of her livingroom, trying to avoid looking over at the phone where Mr. Bauer's card was propped. She was fighting the urge to call him, frightened by the intensity of the need she felt to place herself under his control.

She had never felt this way before, she had usually been in control at least to say when where and how often. This was utterly foreign to her.

Her glance strayed to the card sitting there so conspicuously, and she sighed. She stepped towards it, then snatched it up as if she was a drowning person clutching a life preserver.

Then she grabbed the cordless phone and resumed her pacing. The last formal portion of their conversation repeated in her mind; “I do believe you may very well be a submissive, to what degree I am not sure as of yet. When you are ready call me and say Mr Bauer I will know that you wish a session at that time I will give you a set of instructions.”

She had wanted to call the next day, but she forced the desire down, knowing that his advice to think was important. The next day the desire was stronger, harder to hold off as a part of her, newly awakened and clamoring for attention was letting her know in no uncertian terms what it wanted."

Finally, She sighed and pushed the on button. Carefully, she dialed the number. When a mans voice answered, it was slightly distorted by the phone, she thought it was Mr Bauer, but she wasn't sure.

The strain of the last couple days showed in her voice as she said tremulously, "Mr. Bauer, it's Tanya Stevens calling..." She trailed off there, remembering that he had said to say 'Mr. Bauer' but hadnt added anything else she ought to say at the same time. She puzzled over whether she had been supposed to just say that and listen to dead air space, or be specific whith what she was calling about. In a dither, she finally just decided what she had said would have to be good enough.
 
Paul Bauer

The jarring ring of the phone brought Paul Bauer back to the present. He had been lost in though of the memories of the sweet sensual Miss Stevens, the sensual curve of her young body, the firm ripeness of her breasts and the seductive tawny fleece of her neatly trimmed pussy.

"Mr. Bauer, it's Tanya Stevens calling..."

Her words came out in a fatling rush, then a long lingering silence.

“Miss Stevens you will dress in your most conservative business suite, Your hair in a tight French twist, you will arrive at exactly 7:30 this Friday, the door will be open, you will find a blindfold on a chair in the living room put it on then take a seat.”

Paul Bauer paused.

“Do you understand?.... good.”

Then the line went dead.
 
“Miss Stevens you will dress in your most conservative business suite, Your hair in a tight French twist, you will arrive at exactly 7:30 this Friday, the door will be open, you will find a blindfold on a chair in the living room put it on then take a seat.”

Tanya released the breath she hadn't even been aware she was holding when he spoke and she agreed to his instructions, her heart already lifting with excitement.

The call ended and she rushed off to her bedroom to pick out her attire for the coming evening. She picked out her best tan coloured buisness suit, with a feminine suit coat and knee length skirt. She added a pale rose colored blouse and then moved onto the underwear. Having a better idea what might be asked of her, she chose more carefully. She had gone shopping the day before and now laid out her new garter, it was white to match her underwear and bra and she giggled a bit looking at the white lace strewn about the bed. White...for purity suposidly, but it was hard to bring that off while wearing a thong.

Friday came, she went to work that morning and found herself watching the clock impatiently, waiting for the hours to pass. At the end of the day she rushed home and stepped into the shower. While she shaved her legs, she glanced down at the patch of hair between her legs, tempted to strip it bare as well, but nerves got the best of her and she contented herself with only the usual care.

She dried off and dressed, feeling deliciously wicked as she drew the silk stockings up her legs and attatched them carefully. She finished dressing, giggling a little as the liner in her skirt tickled seductively over her bare ass cheeks.

After using a blowdryer on her curls, she grumbled her hair into the required french twist, it didnt want to go and it took a great many bobbypins to make it just the way she wanted it without it escaping on her as soon as she thought it was done.

At 6:45 she left her house and drove to Mr. Bauers. She arrived at 7:23 and spent the next few minutes staring at the house, then the clock and back. At 7:29 she got out and walked slowly up the walk. The door was unlocked as promised, and she walked in, polite upbringing making her tap on it lightly as she opened it.

She made her way into the livingroom and saw the chair right away. She looked around and not seeing anyone, took a seat. She lifted the blindfold and placed it over her eyes, making sure she could't see before she clasped her hands in her lap and waited, her ears straining to hear what was going on.
 
Paul Bauer sat waiting to see if Tanya Stevens would actually come. He had no illusions he was at least old enough to be her father, he did not follow where that thought was leading. She was a mere 23, a stunning beauty, and obviously very capable, advertising was a cut throat business, and according to Samantha Tanya was very good at her job.

The soft rap on the door and the young beauty entered and did exactly as she had been told. Yet despite her success, her stunning beauty, which indicated she could have the pick of any man she desired she was here sitting in his living room.

The bolt of the front door slams shut, silence, lingering silence, my hot moist breath stirs the stray hairs at the nape of Tanya’s neck, my lips brush the nape of the young beauty’s neck in a slow sensual kiss, and then nothing she is alone in the darkness of her blindfold.

“Do not move or say a word Miss Stevens”

Again she is alone, the minutes drag by, and then my hand cups her breast, my thumb massaging her taunt nipple through the fabric of her suit. Lonely ness again as the young beauty is left with the fading sensations of Paul’s seductive caress.

A hand on her thigh, Tanya’s skirt inches agonizingly higher, them helm bounced around her waist, Firm hands spread her knees, hot moist breath bathes the girl’s panty clad pussy. Time drags by then an erotically sensual kiss as Paul Bauer's tongue reaches out to run the length of the blindfolded beauty’s laced covered labia, darting in at the end to grate across her clit.
 
Tanya clearly heard the "snick" noise the bolt on the front door made as is slid home, perhaps just because she was listening so hard. She took a great shuddering breath, relieved for she had a few moments where she'd wondered if this was just a bad joke, if she was intended to sit here until her blindfold was drawn off and everyone she knew would be standing around laughing at her. She knew that would make no sense, but the mind can play funny tricks when it is forced to wait.

She heard the whisper of movement in the same room as her, but the feeling of a hot breath of air across her neck raised all the little hairs there in response. She gasped softly as warm lips caressed her neck, fighting the urge to shiver with pleasure. She felt bereft as he left her then, her entire body was straining to find him, to know what was happening.

Then he spoke, “Do not move or say a word Miss Stevens” She had to bite back a groan of frustration, but she did it.

She almost jumped when his hand closed about her breast the material of both her blouse and bra doing very little to protect her from the heat of his hand and her nipples stiffened in response. Every muscle in her body was tensed as she waited eagerly for him to continue, but she sighed with frustration as the warm hand slid teasingly away and she was left alone again.

She waited, each moment an agony as she hoped for more and then it came. Goosebumps formed on her arms as her skirt slid up her stockinged thighs, the feeling ther electric. She couldnt stiffle the gasp that rose up as his hands spread her thighs open and she was in real trouble when she felt his breath again, this time on her inner thighs. She waited again, for what seemed an eternity, fighting the basic urge that said she should reach down and guide his head to where she so desperatly wanted it to be.

Her hands clenched into fists, her nails digging cresent shaped grooves in her palms when she felt his mouth on her, when he licked her panty front she couldn't help it, she trembled like a leaf, trying desperatly not to arch her hips up to meet him, to force a closer contact. involuntarily, a little whimpering moan escaped her, her thigh muscles clenched and trembled in the effort to remain still. She wanted so badly to follow his instruction, but her grasp on control was slipping.
 
Little sighs, small gasps, the alluring beauty fought to follow the instructions that she had been given yet Tanya couldn’t stifle the gasp that rose up as his hands spread her thighs open. The young woman’s hands clenched into fists, her nails digging crescent shaped grooves in her palms, her supple body trembled like a leaf, then a little whimpering moan escaped her, her thigh muscles clenched and trembled in the effort to remain still. Paul Bauer slowly stood leaving the young business woman’s body trembling on the very edge of orgasm.

Once again Tanya was left alone then before she knew what was happening Paul Bauer was again between her ivory thighs, the crotch of her white lacey thons, pulled away, and this man this stranger tongue darted in to savor her naked pussy, he lashed its sweet perfection, drank greedily of her sweet nectar till the girl’s body was engulfed in a violent orgasm.
 
Tanya whimpered again as she was left alone, her whole body on fire needing him, his touch. Her eyes were wide behind the blindfold glazed with pasion and need. Her teeth caught her lower lip and bit in, stopping just before she would have drawn blood keeping herself from screaming out her need and frustration.

Then he was back, her panties provided her no protection as they were easily stripped aside and she felt the moist hat of his tongue lashing across her engorged clit. That was more than she could stand, she lost her fragile grip on control as her orgasm crashed over her. She squealed with pleasure, a moan that came from the tips of her toes as her hips jerked spasmically, her juices pouring out in offering to the man who brought her such pleasure.

As she calmed, two things struck her forcibly. The first, was the realization that she had disobeyed her instructions, even if it had been to much, she had still failed that, and the second, was that she had allowed an almost complete stranger to take liberties with her body-and enjoyed every second of it. her cheeks flushed with embarasment and a good mix of shame. She wanted to appologise to him for breaking the rules, but she kept quiet, she hadnt been told she could speak-she might have broken the rules once, but it didnt mean she had to do it again.

Instead she puzzled over her response to him. That a stranger could bring such pleasure was a shock, she didn't know quite what to make of it, and furthermore wasnt sure she wanted to make the attempt. Some things were not to be messed with, as her mother had said many times before, "If it works, don't fix it."
 
She had tried so very valiantly but in the end her own sensuality was her undoing. She had in deed failed to do as Paul had instructed her. Paul Bauer slowly stood.


“Miss Stevens your instructions where “Do not move or say a word Miss Stevens”

Paul’s voice was stern, a deep voice lost somewhere between bass and baritone, but there was a soft gentle quality to it. He purposely left the young beauty blindfolded, leaving her in a world of darkness where Tanya’s only contact with her surroundings was the sound of his voice.

“Your sighs, moans and gasps where quite acceptable for they where not words Miss Stevens, but you did not remain still as I told you.

Paul Bauer paused letting the young firry redhead ponder what he was saying.

“You will now rise Miss Stevens remove your blindfold and dance for me. As you dance you will strip, you are to make it as sensual and as erotic as you can. Then lay naked across my lap.”

Paul settled into his chair wearing only a Japanese kimono of mid night blue.

"Now miss Stevens"
 
Tanya gave a mental groan when she heard him speak. “Miss Stevens your instructions where “Do not move or say a word Miss Stevens” How on earth did he expect her to hold still when she was in the throes of her climax? it was almost as if he had pushed her, and pushed again until she had no other choice but to move.

She stood, and removed her blindold as she tried to deal with the next instructions she had been given. “You will now rise Miss Stevens remove your blindfold and dance for me. As you dance you will strip, you are to make it as sensual and as erotic as you can. Then lay naked across my lap.” Dance? but she had two left feet! How was she supposed to strip and make it sensual when she had no clue how to even begin? And what was this about lay across his lap when she was done? Tanya wasnt sure she wanted to think overly hard about that one.

She looked at him then, at what he wore and found herself admiring the kimono he wore, for it suited him. It also looked quite comfortable. She caught herself, noticed her mind turning to trivialities instead of focusing on the things that she was required to do. She knew she didnt have to do them, she could turn around and walk out the front door and she wouldnt have to embarass herself, but something in her was drawn to this man, the desire to please him, if only to find out what would come next was a burning desire to her.

She began to move then, to a slow sensuous beat only she could hear, a slow gracefull step towards him as she reached for her lapels and shrugged the jacket off her shoulders. She held it as it dropped, and then when her arms were free, she tossed it behind her, in the hopes it would land on the chair. Meeting his gaze, she undid the buttons of her shirt, slowly, revealing a tiny bit more skin each time until witha tug to pull it out of her waistband, it hund free, draped over the curve of her breasts.

With a shimmy of her shoulders, it slid down her arms and dropped off with a rustle of fabric that sounded loud in the stillness of the room. Her skirt came next, two motions of her fingers undid it and then slipped it off. She stood, completely unashamed in her underwear, and then it to began to disappear. She undid her bra, it was a front clasp as all hers were, and she played a game of peekaboo with her breasts, inching the material down and then back until she removed it fully.

She cupped her breasts in each hand, lifting them up and massaging them lightly to ease the ache confinement had given them. She slid off her panties next, leaving her pussy framed by the white straps of her garters, then she undid that aparatus as well, unclipping each and then the clasp of the belt itself. She stood there in just her stockings, then slid them off, sliding her hands in and down, caressing her legs as she did.

She looked back at Paul, meeting his gaze again as she stood in front of him and swallowed hard. It took every ounce of courage she posessed to admit her basic trust of him and take her place as ordered, across his lap, face down. When she assumed this position, she knew he would be able to feel the trembling that shook her body as she fought herself to remain there, and accepting of whatever he wished to do next. she closed her eyes and waited, her breath shuddering in and out.
 
Paul watched the struggle that raged within Tanya Stevens reflected in her firry green eyes, then the resignation as her hands went to the lapels of her suit jacket. The way the girl’s hips ungulated , her naturally sensual movements caught his eye and excited him as few women had ever excited him. She finally stood there in all her naked beauty hands by her sides, then haltingly she took a step forward, then another, she swallowed hard, then every ounce of courage she possessed, the young woman laid across Paul’s lap, face down. He could feel her supple young body trembling as she fought herself to remain there.


WHAP

Tanya Stevens firm little heart shaped derrière quivered with the force of the blow, a blow just sharp enough to sting. His finger slid along the length of her puffy labia and Paul smiled at the fact that they where already moist.

WHAP, WHAP

Those alabaster globes jiggled and glowed crimson, Paul Bauer’s finger dipped into the alluring young beauty’s silken perfection, searching out that sweet spot that would bring the girl such pleasure. He waited till he knew the sharp sting of the blows was fading then in rapid succession three more blows landed.


Paul gathered the frighten girl into his arms and kissed away her tears.


“I am very proud of you Miss Steven’s now make love to me.”
 
Tanya Squealed in hurt and outrage as the initial blow fell on her fanny. More surprised than actually hurt, her reaction was more instinctive than anything. But aditionally, she was aware that the blow had sent a shockwave of sorts, right through her nether regions, which was something she couldnt quite understand.

The feel of his fingers as they slid along the outer lips of her pussy sent a sharp shaft of desire through her and she silently admitted to herself that in addition to his mouth, this man had damned talented hands!

Then another two smacks landed and she quivered again, feeling the blood rushing warmly to the afflicted area. she registered the pain involved, stronger this time due to the increased sensitivity. But imeadiatly his fingers delved inside her and she felt them moving around a little until a rush of indescribable pleasure rushed over her.

She shuddered on his lap, her pussy wet and onfire now, she had almost forgotten her tingling ass, until he delivered another three strokes. These were perhaps the hardest yet and she burst into tears. She was so confused by now, her mind didnt know which way to turn, but her problem was solved for her as Paul took her into his arms.

It was nice there, she felt warm and comforted as he dried her tears with his kisses and she nestled close to him. She knew that her punishment was due to her behavior, and she accepted it as a correction. She also knew that she would definitely try harder the next time to follow her instructions better, so it was a lesson well learned.

I am very proud of you Miss Steven’s now make love to me.” Tanya was pretty damned proud of herself when she heard that, it was like a salve to her very soul. But then a new troubling thought occured to her. How was she supposed to make love to him? Did he want to fuck her as badly as she wanted him to? Or did he want her to pleasure him with no return for herself, such as a blowjob? And how could she find these things out given that though apparently she was allowed to move, she hadnt yet been told she could speak? It was a puzzle, but she was trying so hard to be completely pleasing to him, she was forcing herself to obey the rules previously stated until told otherwise.

She slid off his lap, slowly, with a graceful almost feline motion and stood in front of him again. She studied his body as it reclined, still covered on the chair, then she leaned forward and gently ran her hand down through the slight gap in the material until she found the tie. Carefully she undid it, and spread the lapels open, drinking in her first sight of his nakedness. While some women would be turned off, being her age and with a man so much older, but instead Tanya was quite content. She loved the way the crisp hair on his chest was greying, gently she ran her fingers through it.

She worshiped his body as he sat there, first with her hands which ran slowly and caressingly over his skin, and then her mouth did th same things, kissing, and licking at him softly. when she reached the point where she was on her knees, only his cocck unexplored, she paused, letting her own anticipation grow for the moment before she took him in hand, measuring him with her hands and eyes, exploring his texture...getting to know him before she closed her eyes and with a sigh of pleasure in him, she bent forward and sucked his cocck slowly into her mouth.
 
She slid off his lap, slowly, with a graceful almost feline motion and stood in front of him again. Carefully she spread the lapels open, drinking in her first sight of his nakedness. She loved the way the crisp hair on his chest was graying; gently she ran her fingers through it. Paul smiled into her emerald green eyes

She worshiped his body as he sat there, first with her hands, and then with her mouth kissing, and licking at him softly.


“You please me Miss Stevens.”

When she reached the point where she was on her knees, only his cock unexplored, she paused, exploring his texture...getting to know him before she closed her eyes and with a sigh of pleasure she bent forward and sucked his cock slowly into her mouth.

Paul Bauer used all the experienced that he had gained in his long life to keep from cuming in Tanya’s mouth. He gentle eased that wonderful little mouth from its worship of his cock.

“”Miss Stevens get to your hands and knees, spread your knees wide so I may enjoy taking you.”

When his new little Pet had done what she was told Paul Bauer positioned him self between her lily white thighs.

“Miss Stevens which of your charms shall I enjoy first your sweet pussy, or your tight little ass, the choice is yours my dear, bring back your hand and make your choice.”

Paul would make Tanya chose.
 
”Miss Stevens get to your hands and knees, spread your knees wide so I may enjoy taking you.”

Tanya sat up then and looked up, a happy light in her eyes. She wanted to feel him inside her so badly, and now she was going to get just what she wanted. More and more she realized that Paul had spoken the truth that he would meet her needs, as she learned so much from him at the same time.

She sat back on her heels, and then assumed the position requested, her knees planted firmly on the carpet, spread almost as wide as she placed her hands. She bowed her back a little, causing the lips of her pussy to spread slightly in response.

She shuddered as he came behind her and she felt the heat coming off his body, a forewarning of his presence. She whimpered a little with need and wiggled her bum, very slightly, silently asking for him to fill her.

“Miss Stevens which of your charms shall I enjoy first your sweet pussy, or your tight little ass, the choice is yours my dear, bring back your hand and make your choice.”

She blushed then, sure that he had somehow found out her little secret, the one she had never told anyone before. But then she knew that he was just seeing what she would pick, seeing what her preference was and there was no way he could know the other thing.

But, he had asked this question at the wrong time, and need was upon Tanya, a need that few others could even fathom. She reached between her legs, and grasped his cock, backing herself up a little, she ran the head slowly up and down her pussy lips, and then slid him inside. She backed up, impaling herself on him, but before an assumption could be made about her hole choice, she leaned forward and let his cock slid free.

She took him in hand again and straightened. This time when she backed up, she placed his cock at the entrance to her ass, and then slowly pushed back. Her ass was extremely tight and hot, but he slid in with relative ease. Tanya moaned with sheer pleasure and only stopped when she felt his pubes pressed against her smooth cheeks.

She looked over her shoulder to gauge how Paul felt about this position, whether he had been sincere in asking her to choose, not to mention checking to see if he was surprised that she had picked something that few women would willingly get into. But Tanya was a very special type of girl, one whose ass needed regular attention, otherwise it tended to hurt. Not getting stimulation there had the effect of making her irritable too.
 
Tanya sat up then and looked up, a happy light in her eyes. The alluring young beauty sat back on her heels, slowly, sensually assumed the position requested, her knees planted firmly on the carpet, spread almost as wide as she placed her hands. Like a naughty little kitten craving attention she bowed her back a little, causing the lips of her pussy to spread slightly so invitingly. An erotic little shuddered, a soft whimpered of need, then a little teasing wiggle of her firm derrière. Yes Miss Tanya Stevens was not only a sensual little morsel but she was very submissive by nature her every act, every seductive movement showed that deep need of hers to please to serve.

Paul smiled at the deep blush that kissed Tanya’s flawless cheeks, a blush not of physical embracement, but one of a guilty little secret. Then her soft delicate hand took him and she eased her moist pussy slowly swallowing his cock in its tight sensual embrace, impaling herself on Paul’s ridged cock. Then this stunning young beauty quite unexpectedly slipped Paul Bauer’s iron cored cock into her tight little ass. With a frenzy born of all consuming need the young woman impaled herself on Paul her back arching till he was deep within her. His hands griped the naughty little beauty’s trim waist and with a savageness to meet her own need Paul took her, his cock slammed deep within Tanya, his balls slapping her puffy labia, his finger nails racking across the girl’s engorged nipples. He fucked her ass, his thrust building to a blind crescendo, Tanya Stevens meeting each savage thrust with an all consuming need of her own, till Paul Bauer’s body stiffened his with hot passion filling the girl’s tight ass.


“ MY what a very naughty little kitten you are. And it please me well.”

He gasped his cock pulsing in her ass, spewing his lust into the girl, filing her, claiming her as his own.
 
Tanya whimpered, mewled and cried out her need and pleasure of the way Paul was ravishing her ass. Her fingers scratched helplessly across the floor as she sough purchase to drive herself harder onto his cock, but he seemed to instinctively know the way she wanted it, for he increased the ferocity of his thrusts each time she wanted an increase.

The muscles of her ass rippled up and down the length of his cock, milking it as her nerves were stroked to a frenzy. The feel of his balls slapping briskly against her labia added additional pleasure as this sent little shockwaves to her engorged clit. She stiffened and cried out as she felt his cock suddenly swell and flex inside her, she felt clearly the sweet hot splash of his essence as it began to pour inside her.

That was it, she couldn’t take anymore, her ass clamped down on his spurting cock, rippling and twitching as she quivered and moaned her way through an orgasm to match his, so intense that she was left gasping on the floor, in a boneless huddle, unable to even move for the moment.

AS Paul slid out of her ass, she laboriously drew her knees further up, pushing with her hands until she was back into a kneeling position. She braced her hands on her thighs, breathing hard, her heart still pounding. Now that that need had been met, she felt a stirring of shame, it had been drilled into her head for years by her mother, that it was wrong to want such things. She forced the thought away, knowing that she had enjoyed herself far to much to be concerned about the rightness of it.

She glanced quickly at Paul, her expression pensive. She had heard him say he was pleased, and that had made her so happy, but she wondered what now? What would be next, and what other little secrets would he find out about her? She was a little stunned to find herself in this position, especially after only knowing him one day, but because it felt so right, it wasn’t as big a concern as some people might expect it to be.
 
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