...To seek out new life....# I had been talking with the husband of a couple that was looking to explore the D/s world. Neither were sure about it, but were interested in finding a guide. Not just someone that would push them into a situation that neither of them was ready for, but someone who was willing to move slowly. Listen to what THEY wanted to experience and lead them through it. Each had their own fantasies, desires needing to be met. Insecure about how to safely get there. After exchanging chats for a few days, The specifics came to light. He wanted to understand what being a Dom was all about. She wanted to experience being a submissive. He wanted to learn how to control and she wanted to be controlled. After several more chats, ideas being exchanged, a plan was created.

He was to take total charge of an evening. Pick a place for dinner. Pick out the clothes she would wear. Shoes, dress, even underwear. Take her to dinner. Order for her. And at the end of the meal, take her to a hotel he had already selected. As part of the prearranged plans, I was given an extra key to the room to make the preparations. He had given me the toys she enjoyed and some she had yet to experience. Perhaps now is a good time to share each of their desires. After being married for 25 years, they were looking for something that would feed each individual need for something forbidden and still desired. There were some complicating issues. Neither of them had ever been with someone other than their spouse. He had questions as to how he would respond to seeing his wife being with another man. Both agreed that he should be in charge of the evening but with no experience in being a Dom, he wasn't sure how to proceed. She wanted to be taken. Forced to comply with any and all demands placed on her. After more conversations, I devised a plan.

He and I would meet ahead of time. He would give me all the toys he wanted to see used on her. I would set up the room while they were at dinner. Upon coming back to the room, He would open the door and walk her in. Once inside, she would see everything on display to be used on her that night. By agreement, he would tell her to take her shoes off, stand in the center of the room, feet spread shoulder width and hands behind her back with her palms out. I would be waiting. Black suit, shirt, tie and a full head mask so no face was seen. He would say, " Look what I have for us to share!" I would get up and walk over to her, looking her over like I was giving an evaluation on a priceless piece of art. Which in a way, I was. I spoke to her. "Look at him. Don't take your eyes off of him." I could see the fear and uncertainty in her eyes. No matter, things would become clear very soon. I move behind her, wrapping my arms around her waist and pulling her close to me. "I understand that you want to be taken by a stranger. I am that stranger." I felt a sudden inhale from her as I said those words. I ran a finger down her neck. I could feel the tension building in her body. The finger turned into a hand. Down her shoulders, arms then traveling across her stomach. Slowly, deliberately up to her breasts, where I started to explore them through the fabric of her dress. A slow heavy sigh as I did so. "Your breasts are being touched by a stranger, do you like it?" The question brought her back to reality for a moment. She recognized that she was standing in front of her husband being fondled by another man. "Do you like it?" I demanded. A soft reluctant, "yes" came from her. Louder! He can't hear you! "Yes." "Yes what?" then louder, "YES, I LIKE IT!" I could tell she shocked herself with the volume she said it. "Good!" " I know you are a very good girl. We don't want to be with the good girl. There is a bad girl inside you, a dirty girl. We want you to let her come out and play. You've kept her locked away for so long, she needs to be let loose. Do you want to be a dirty girl for us?" A quiet, "yes." Louder! "YES, I WANT TO BE YOUR DIRTY GIRL!" Very good.

I move my hand down to the hem of her dress and start gathering up the material in my hand, exposing what lay below. Once I reach her panties, I glide my hand across the top of them and rub her mound. I feel her going slightly limp as I do. "The stranger is rubbing you just above your pussy. He's feeling around the edges of your panties. Do you want him to touch your pussy?" "YES!" No longer silent in her response, she speaks it in a loud and clear voice. As I slip a finger under, a graze her lips which send a shudder through her body. I look over at her husband. Am I going too far, are you handling things alright? He has become captured by the sight unfolding in front of him. I pull her tighter to me. Her hands behind her are now resting on my cock. I feel the slightest involuntary gripping of it by her. I move my hand along the waistband back to her ass and slide my hand down, fondling her ass cheek. Another deep sigh. "The stranger is playing with your ass. Do you like it?" "YES!" "Do you want more?" "YES!" I remove my hand and reach for the hem of the dress with both hands and lift it up and over her head. She makes a fainthearted effort to cover herself. She is wearing stockings, bra and panties. I motion for him to come over. We both start running our hands over her newly exposed body. A low moan escapes her lips as we do. " I almost forgot a most important part of this for you." I take a blindfold out of my pocket and put it on her. " Now, you can't tell who is doing what to you, only where." Her husband and I circle her, trying to confuse who is who, all while running our hands all over her beautiful body. Her breathing has become a bit ragged. I unclasp her bra and it falls to the floor. Another short gasp. I declare, "Lovely! Perfect!" He reaches out to play with her nipples causing yet another deep sigh. With a finger inside each side of the waistband of her panties, I pull them down with one, quick jerk. Another gasp as she is now standing naked and blindfolded before us. I lean in close to her ear. "You know we are going to use you correct?" "Yes." "Now, we can use you as we like, or you can let the dirty girl tell us what she wants. We will enjoy ourselves either way, but you have the chance to have what you crave too, as long as you tell us what that is." "Yes, Sir!"

More to follow.