An evening in the garden

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As there were a few requests for a continuation of what happened after The Meeting. Enjoy. Writing is fun once again... :biggrin1:

/Val

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On my knees
His crotch just at eye level
Blue jeans, slightly straining
Trying to contain what's inside
His hands unbuckling the belt
Pulling it from the loops
Smooth leather side against my neck

Feel the pressure increasing
Pulling my head towards him
Scratching my nose
Lips pressed tightly against the fabric
Underneath, heat, slow minute movements
Growing, hardening

That scent again; heavy, intoxicating, masculine
Familiar, yet still strange
Memories rising to the surface
Of standing against a wall
Hands held up above my head
Having him push into me
Taking my breath away
Losing myself in the thought
Getting wet in anticipation

"Focus, you're not here with me"

The voice snaps me out of my head
Back to the here and now

"Rise and undress"

Removing clothes, one by one
Until nothing is left

"Turn around slowly, let me look at you"

The voice is gentle, but with an undertone
Saying he's not to be trifled with
Not tonight
Not ever
His eyes wandering over me
Registering
Taking in the curves
Smoothness and ivory color
Contrasting against his own olive tone

"On your knees again, back towards me, head down, eyes closed"

The rapid flow of words and the commanding tone surprises
Makes the stomach turn
Butterflies, anticipation
And that wetness spreading between my legs
Drop down
Head bent forward
Hear the steps behind

Thick leather against my neck again
His hands fastening the collar
Hear the click
Feel the weight and chill of the chain
As it drops down between my breasts
Blindfold covering my eyes with sudden darkness
Shiver slightly as the straps tighten against my head

"There... It's OK, you're a good girl ma petite"

The soothing hand on my shoulder
And the voice in my ear
Relaxing me
Fingers stroking my neck
Down between the shoulderblades
Up over the sides of the back

"Rise and turn towards me. No hands this time."

Push myself up with only toes and heels
Unsteady and not very graceful
It takes more strength than expected
A tug at the chain
His hand around my back
Leading
Cold stone under my feet
Hallway?
Kitchen?
Creaking door and the scent of lavender
Moving towards me

A sudden sense of panic
Garden
Outdoors
Dig my heels into the floor
Tense up

"Yes, I know this is uncomfortable ma petite.
This is part of learning to trust.
There is no one outside.
You know what the garden looks like.
Hedges around.
No one can look in."

Again that soothing voice
Close to my ear
Sweet, relaxing
Hand on my neck
Soft, tender
Another tug at the chain
Grass under my feet
And that strong lavender
Filling my nose

Hands on shoulders
Pushing me down on my knees again
Silence
Except for the silent rustling of leaves
Slow wind
Nipples hardening
Both from being exposed, not knowing, not seeing
And from the sudden chill

Chain tugging
Pulling my head towards him
Nose and lips meeting
Naked flesh this time
Hot, heavy
Covering my face from chin to forehead
Head tracing the outline of the face
Then outline of the lips
Then pressing against them

Open wide and accept him into my mouth
Jaw strained just from closing lips around
Slowly pushing deeper
Gag reflex kicking in
Choking, coughing
Quick stroke over my cheek

"Good girl. No more than that today.
You'll learn to accept more with time."