Truth or Dare

We chatted a bit more and I eventually left without giving him my number. I'm sure I'll see him again the next time I go home and if he is still interested, I'll give him my number then. We'll just see if he remembers me the next time I come in.

Well there you go, true love found via the Truth or Dare thread. Take note ladies....maybe your dream man is waiting, all it takes is a carefully placed dildo!
 
I doubt it seriously. He's the type of good-looking that probably has girls dripping off him at every turn of his head. Not my style, although he certainly was worth a look or two. :)

Do I have to wait till I post a photo to start the next round?
 
Gigi, that dare took some chutzpah! Dunno if I'd be able to do that without blushing furiously.
 
Gigi, that dare took some chutzpah! Dunno if I'd be able to do that without blushing furiously.

meh, at my age you lose some of that fear. Why be concerned with what some car detailer boy might or might not think of me? Ya know?
 
meh, at my age you lose some of that fear. Why be concerned with what some car detailer boy might or might not think of me? Ya know?

Intellectually, I know, but actually doing its another matter.

I gotta do some more growing. *Looks at watch* come on, come on....
 
Gigi, completing that dare took lots of guts. And the way you wrote about what happened was really entertaining and pretty hot!
 
I doubt it seriously. He's the type of good-looking that probably has girls dripping off him at every turn of his head. Not my style, although he certainly was worth a look or two. :)

Do I have to wait till I post a photo to start the next round?

Well done you.....now, on with the game...ask the question sweetie!

But don't think you're getting out of posting a photo...midwestyankee and I are keeping an eye on you!
 
Well done you.....now, on with the game...ask the question sweetie!

But don't think you're getting out of posting a photo...midwestyankee and I are keeping an eye on you!

Still waiting. I trust there's a good reason why Gigi hasn't posted the picture that will finish the fulfillment of her dare. I'm sure she does not want to disappoint.
 
Still waiting. I trust there's a good reason why Gigi hasn't posted the picture that will finish the fulfillment of her dare. I'm sure she does not want to disappoint.

You are right, I don't. I just need to find my camera. I am afraid I left it back in TN. If all else fails, I can take a camera phone shot tonight, text it to someone and they can post it here for me. How is that? I'm really not trying to avoid the dare, I'm just trying to step over the road blocks. :(

I can go ahead and post T or D if everyone wants, just to keep the game going. Just let me know what to do.
 
You are right, I don't. I just need to find my camera. I am afraid I left it back in TN. If all else fails, I can take a camera phone shot tonight, text it to someone and they can post it here for me. How is that? I'm really not trying to avoid the dare, I'm just trying to step over the road blocks. :(

I can go ahead and post T or D if everyone wants, just to keep the game going. Just let me know what to do.

Well, it sounds like you are doing everything you can, maybe midwestyankee is just being a little grumpy? :devil:

I'll say Truth, hit me with your naughtiest question!
 
She does seem a bit distracted.
I notice a lot of submissives find clarity after a good flogging.
 
.....I'll say Truth, hit me with your naughtiest question!

If you were a owned, submissive woman for a day, tell us what your day would hopefully consist of? In addition, what would be the one sexual act you would _have_ to commit in order to feel the 'change-for-a-day' was worth-while?
 
If you were a owned, submissive woman for a day, tell us what your day would hopefully consist of? In addition, what would be the one sexual act you would _have_ to commit in order to feel the 'change-for-a-day' was worth-while?

Good question! Ok, here goes.....

I'd wake up cuddled up next to my Master, his strong arms wrapped around me. As it is a weekend, he'd send me off to make his breakfast, but not before I got dressed into something suitable. I'd choose a French Maid's outfit, slutty short black skirt, stockings, no panties, a frilly top that shows off my cleavage, and sky high heels.

I'd totter around the kitchen preparing all his favourite things before returning upstairs, kneeling at the side of the bed, head bowed, tray on my lap. I'd watch him as he ate, delighted as I see that he has saved some for me. He'd feed me messily - pancakes with lots of sticky maple syrup, leaving it dripping from my chin and down over my chest. Obviously I wouldn't stay messy long as he'd lick me clean, his rough kisses and delicate tongue making me shiver.

Cut to the evening. He'd have a night out for us planned, and would have chosen a suitable outfit. A long red satin dress that clung to my curves, matching stilletto heeled shoes and stockings and suspenders, my hair left down, smooth and silky over my bare shoulders. And finally, a little discrete butterfly vibrator, held in place against my clit, controlled by the remote in his pocket. Before we left the house, he'd give it a little test, the delicious vibrations coarsing through my sex, making me instantly wet.

Throughout the drive into town, he'd tease me about this toy, telling me how much he was going to enjoy watching me squirm. Of course, all of this would leave me even hotter! Seating in the restaurant, he'd chose the worst times to flick on the toy, such as when I was talking to the waiter, making me gasp and then try and explain myself, my cheeks burning. I'd shoot him playfull looks of annoyance, only making he more mean with the application of the toy. By the time dessert arrives, my pussy would be dripping wet, and I would be unable to sit still. As I start on my final course, he would flick the toy on again, informing me that it would stay on until I finished. Between mouthfulls I would beg him to turn it off, or beg him to be allowed to cum, the answer each time being no. As it came to the time to leave, my legs would be weak as I walked past the other dinners, my thighs sticky, pussy burning and the smell of my arousal in the air.

Eventually seated in the car, he would drive home, allowing me the pleasure of sucking his cock as he drove. Taking it between my lips, teasing him a little before pushing it deep into my mouth, ensuring that by the time we made it home, his cum was trickling down my throat.

And my reward for making him cum, (and the one sex act to make the 'change for the day' worthwhile); he'd tie me standing up, legs and arms spread wide apart, pussy exposed, a gag in my mouth. He'd slide a dildo into my pussy, and a vibrator against my clit, leave me to squirm and beg for a while, before flicking it on. The vibrator held in place, he'd step back and watch my struggles, the first orgasm approaching quickly. As I came long and hard, cries muffled from the gag, I'd expect him to release my ties. But instead he'd just leave me there, my sensitive clit still pressed to the toy. With little time between, the second orgasm would hit me, leaving me gasping, drool dripping from my gag and over my breasts, my own cum dripping down my thighs. By now I would be begging to turn the toy off, my arms and legs aching, my pussy over sensitive, a crazy mix of pleasure and pain. But my begs would fall on deaf ears, and I would be forced to cum over and over again until all my strength was gone and I hung limp in the ties.

Only then would he release me, carrying me to my bed, laying me down gently, his strong hands soothing my aching body. With a final 'Thank you Sir' I would fall asleep, again in his arms.


Well, that got me all hot and bothered! Hope you enjoyed it as well!

So, who's next........Truth or Dare?
 
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