Are All The Good One's Gone? Ch. 01

"Are you frightened?"

"A little bit."

"Good."

"Are you excited?"

"Yes."

"Are you wet?"

"Oh god -- yes."

"Good girl."

"Thank you Sir," Hannah breathed out nearly moaning.

"I see that you fall into your submissive space quite easily," Neil noted with an approving nod and smile.

"I -- I guess so Sir."

"Never had anyone try it before and you've never sought it out either, am I right?"

"Yes Sir."

"Well, I have sought it out and I've been in a couple of short term bdsm relationships that didn't last because both women loved submitting sexually but were not true submissives. I think you are."

"Perhaps Sir, I'm not sure."

"Are you a virgin?"

"No Sir," she blushed as she said that, unnecessarily embarrassed.

"Good, but nothing to be embarrassed about. How many partners have you had?"

"Three Sir, um no, four."

"I must admit I've had eleven sexual partners, but I am clean and have not had a sexual relationship for over five years now."

"Me either Sir, I mean, it's been six years since I've had sex with anyone, and that was a one night stand, I never saw him again. Went and got tested for STD's right away, I am clean, Sir."

"You keep calling me Sir, but I didn't ask you to. I like that Hannah, you are making me very excited. Have you ever given a blow job?"

"Yes Sir."

"Did you like it?"

"Um, not particularly Sir."

"Ever given one in public?"

"Oh god, no Sir!"

"Calm down, it's OK, it's only a question, but I'm guessing you're wondering whether I might ask you to do that at some point."

"Yes Sir."

"And how does that make you feel?"

"Scared, nervous -- and excited Sir."

"Good girl."

"If I asked you to crawl under the table and give me a nice blow job, would you do it?"

"Ask or command Sir?"

"Would the answer be different?"

"Yes Sir."

"So if I asked you'd refuse, but if I commanded, you would do it?"

"Yes Sir."

"Interesting, hmmm."

"How so Sir?"

"So you're not a slut, just a submissive."

"Yes and no. I am not a natural slut, I have never had an orgasm during sex. But I am extremely attracted to Dominant men. When commanded I believe I would turn into whatever you wished Sir, including a raging hormonal slut. It's why I'm so wet right now just thinking about it."

"Incredible!" Neil exclaimed his mouth gaping open at her words but then the corners of his mouth turned into an almost evil looking grin. Hannah's breath quickened as she could see the Dominance in his eyes and it thrilled her to her very core.

"Thank you Sir," she said breathily, suddenly realizing her breasts were practically heaving in the somewhat revealing dress.

"Yes, I think you and I are going to get along very well, Hannah, very well indeed."

"I think you might be right Sir."

"Ahh, here we are, the Shrimp Scampi for the lovely lady and the Filet Mignon with scallops for you, Sir," Pierre said as he arrived with their dinners. "Will there be anything else?"

"Not right now Pierre, thank you," Neil replied and turned his attention back to Hannah. "Go ahead, try the shrimp," he encouraged her, so she picked up her fork and took a bite of her dinner. "Good, isn't it?" Neil asked as Hannah chewed.

"Yes Sir."

"Hannah, you are allowed to say more than Yes Sir or No Sir."

"Yes Sir, I know, the shrimp is delicious," she responded and ate another bite of her meal.

"I must say I'm surprised at you. I never expected this to go so well. You are very attractive Hannah, I kept telling myself you wouldn't even consider something like this. I finally drew up the courage when I found out how old you actually are, I thought you were ten years younger. So I thought you might be desperate enough to consider it."

"So because I'm older than you thought, I'm automatically desperate Sir?"

"Sorry, that didn't come out the way I intended."

"No Sir, I'm sure it didn't, but I'm flattered that you think I look 25 and not 35."

"Yes, about that, you know I just turned 40 last month."

"Yes Sir, I know, I work in Human Resources."

"Yes, of course, and my age doesn't bother you?"

"No Sir, why would it? You're only five years older than me."

"What about my graying hair and you looking so much younger than me?"

"Your hair makes you look distinguished, I like it Sir. And I don't look like I'm 25 anymore, even though you were kind enough to say so."

"Alright then, but I still think you are beautiful and are completely untapped."

"Untapped, Sir?"

"Oh, I don't mean you've never had sex before, I mean that your true passion and beauty is completely untouched and hidden beneath the surface. You've never reached the level of excitement or orgasmic bliss that you are capable of."

"I'm sure that is true Sir, I've only masturbated to orgasm and not that often. In fact, I'm wetter right now than I was during my last session."

"Good girl."

"Thank you Sir."

"I'm going to give you a little test here, but I believe you are going to pass with flying colors. First, I want you to reach up underneath that pretty dress and take off your panties and hand them to me. Second, I want you to stick at least two fingers in your wet pussy and then take them out and show them to me. Third, when that is complete I want you to slide under the table and give me the best blow job you can."

"Is that an order Sir?"

"Yes, that is an order."

"Very well Sir," Hannah responded and reached under the table pulling up the skirt of her dress enough to reach her lacy thong and start pulling it down over her hips. She wriggled and undulated her hips to get the small scrap of cloth off of her and down over her legs and knees, finally able to drop them and they fell to her ankles. Using her foot she lifted the thong and grabbed it, wadding it into her hand and reaching out toward Neil waiting for him to reach out and take them from her. He held out his hand and she dropped them onto it. He smiled very widely then lifted his hand to his face and deeply inhaled her scent.

"Mmmm, you smell divine, please continue."

"Yes Sir," she acquiesced and reached under her skirt to easily stuff two fingers into her steaming cunt. She almost reached up with her other hand to pinch her nipple but caught herself and worked her finger in and out of her hole a few times, making a squelching sound as she pleasured herself. She stopped and pulled her fingers out and held them out for Neil to see. He nodded approvingly and then leaned forward and sucked on Hannah's fingers, tasting her juices.

"Mmmm, and you taste delicious, please continue."

"Yes Sir," Hannah obeyed breathily, sliding under the table and kneeling in front of Neil. She reached up and unzipped his pants, she could already see his erection through the thin suit pants he wore. She loved that she was exciting him so much and nearly squealed with delight when his erection popped free of his underwear and she saw his long hard thick shaft. She had given two blow jobs before and had never liked the idea, purposely not giving any effort to make sure that they were horrible so she would not be asked to do it again. This time she almost felt possessed by something deep inside her and she quickly almost ravenously took the head into her inexperienced mouth. Oh god, what's come over me, I feel like such a slut, but it feels so right because I'm being His slut, I'm obeying His commands. The thoughts overwhelming her and she moaned around his shaft as she pushed it further into her mouth.

"Unngghh," Neil moaned and Hannah grinned to herself, even though her mouth was full of his raging hard on. She continued until his shaft hit the back of her throat and she gagged a little, then pulled back off his erection, licking it fervently like a delicious lollipop. Indeed the skin was soft and moistened by her saliva, yet it stood straight, strong and erect, seemingly hard as stone. Oh god, I can't wait for Him to fuck me with this, it's beautiful. As she took the head back into her mouth her fingers scrabbled to find her own squelching need and she sawed her fingers in and out of her dripping slit.

"Hannah," he said with no response because she was lost in passion. "Stop slut! Look at me!" Neil commanded and Hannah suddenly froze, looking up at him, his cock still part way into her mouth. Her eyes had been focused on his erection or closed in a lust filled haze due to her questing fingers. Oh no, I must be terrible at this, I'm sorry Sir, I can do better. "I didn't say you could pleasure yourself. Focus girl, right now only my pleasure matters, if you succeed, which I'm sure you will, you will be rewarded." Oh god, I've disappointed Him already, as she begrudgingly withdrew her fingers from her dripping snatch and continued with her ministrations. Somehow this made her steaming sex burn hotter than ever and what she lacked in skill she made up for with fervor. She forced his shaft to the back of her throat, gagging on it as she licked the underside of his shaft and sucked with the hunger of a starving child at its mother's teat.

"Ohhh," Neil moaned and his cock twitched in her mouth. Being inexperienced, Hannah did not realize that he was about to explode into her mouth and she was surprised when he erupted a few seconds later, causing her to gag and sputter around his shaft as his warm sticky seed hit the back of her throat. From what she had read online, Hannah knew that she was not allowed to spit or spill her Dominant's ejaculate so she swallowed what hit the back of her throat and pulled back, catching the last spurts on her tongue, trying not to cough and gag. She held him there until he finished, then pulled back, his slimy cock springing free of her lips and she opened her mouth to show him the semen on her tongue.

"I thought you said you weren't experienced," Neil grinned down at her as she stared up into his Dominant eyes. "Good girl, you may swallow," he said and Hannah swallowed several times to get the sticky substance down her throat, still looking up at him with submissive lust filled eyes. It was then that she felt a trickle of her juices run down the inside of her left thigh. Oh god, I'm such a whore! I just gave the best blow job I've ever given to a man I barely know. And now I'm on fire like never before! She'd never been so lubricious that her juices ran down her thighs and she undulated her hips trying to satiate her seemingly overwhelming need.

"You may return to your seat," he said and Hannah just stared up at him for a moment before crawling backwards and trying to slide gracefully back into her chair. Oh god, I must look like a disgusting slut! She thought to herself as she adjusted her dress and pushed her curls away from her face. "You may use the ladies room if you would like, but you may not pleasure yourself," Neil offered.

"Thank you Sir," Hannah said and grabbed her purse before scurrying off to the ladies room as quickly and elegantly as she could in her heels. She slipped into a stall and used the toilet, wiping herself clean of her own juices, moaning out loud as she wiped over her overly aroused clit which still protruded from behind its hood.

"Is everything alright in there?" some woman asked from the next stall.

"Um, yes, I'm fine thanks, I'll be alright," Hannah responded. I sure hope He takes me home and helps me take care of this burning fire He's ignited in me. She thought to herself. She finished cleaning up and left the stall to wash her hands, looking at her disheveled appearance in the mirror. She quickly pulled out her makeup compact and went to work, fixing her makeup and reapplying her lipstick. Then she brushed out her hair trying to return it to some semblance of order. She suddenly realized that her recently dried pussy was now wet again and she could smell herself in the small room. She paused to double check in the mirror before returning to the table, fairly gliding across the floor to return.

"Welcome back girl, you look stunning," Neil complimented her and Hannah blushed even further than the flush in her cheeks from her excitement. What the hell, girl, get hold of yourself, just a few words from Him and you're about ready to explode! But she couldn't deny that it was so much more than the words he spoke, it was the way he said them, with such Dominance and power, the way it made her feel to be dominated in such a fashion.

"Thank you Sir," Hannah practically moaned out.

"Somebody's excited," he noted, making an exaggerated sniffing noise and grinning.

"Yes Sir."

"Would you like to cum?"

"Yes please, Sir."

"And if I say you are not allowed to cum?"

"Oh god, please Sir, please don't torture me like this! I need to cum so badly, worse than I've ever needed it in my life! But if you say I must wait, then I will wait, because you command it."

"Good girl."

"Ooohhhh," Hannah moaned, his praise adding to her almost overwhelming need.

"Did you just cum?"

"No Sir!"

"Then why did you moan like that?"

"I'm so close Sir, it's very hard to hold back right now, but I'm under control so far."

"Hmmm, I suppose if I keep calling you a good girl it might make you cum."

"Yes Sir."

"You are a treasure of great worth my sweet Hannah."

"Thank you Sir."

"You are mine, aren't you?"

"Oh god -- yes Sir!"

"I'm getting older and can't cum like I used to, but damn girl, you've gone and gotten me all hard again. Did it excite you to fellate me in public?"

"Yes Sir, very much."

"Why?"

"It was a combination of things Sir. It was being commanded to do something for the very first time, it was the possibility of being caught in the act, it was the humiliation of committing such an act in public, just the whole experience."

"Good girl."

"Oh god, please Sir, may I cum?"

"If I told you to cum, could you do it without touching yourself?"

"Possibly Sir."

"I want you to put your hands where I can see them, hold onto the table girl."

"Yes Sir," Hannah agreed and put her hands on the edge of the table, gripping it tightly, the fire between her legs steadily climbing.

"Do you know how hard you're making me? Your lovely breasts heaving in that pretty dress, your face flushed, your thighs quivering, your hips undulating and your panting needy breaths. Good god you are beautiful, I think I've hit the jackpot with you girl! Now cum for me, cum hard, let me hear it!" Neil ordered and Hannah exploded in orgasm her fingers turning white as she gripped the side of the table. He jumped out of his seat and kissed her deeply thrusting his tongue inside her already open mouth to prevent the cries that escaped her lips, instead swallowing them with his kiss. Slowly her climax subsided and he broke the kiss as she panted and moaned softly from the residual orgasm and aftershocks.

"Oh god, thank you Sir, I've never cum so hard in my life!" Hannah exclaimed when she had recovered enough to speak. Neil was wearing a wide smile and looking at her approvingly

"All without any physical stimulation, my god girl, you are truly are a priceless treasure!"

"Thank you Sir," Hannah moaned, convulsing with an aftershock. Oh god, what just happened? He commanded me to cum and I did it -- without touching myself! How? Oh god, I'm a whore! Yes, but you're His whore. These thoughts only caused her to become excited again.

"Hannah, are you alright?"

"Huh -- oh yes Sir, never better!"

"Excellent," Neil said with a chuckle and still smiling widely. Hannah looked down at her plate and realized she'd eaten very little of it was now quite famished. She had expended a lot of energy to give him a blow job, which excited her beyond her own understanding, and then had the best orgasm of her life, without any physical stimulation. She grabbed her fork and began to eat quickly. "Hey, slow down girl, you have plenty of time to eat."

"Yes Sir," Hannah said as she slowed to a more normal eating pace, she had been quickly taking bites and chewing as fast as she could. She stopped and took a drink of water, then her margarita before digging in again. Neil just smiled and took another bite of his steak, chewing slowly while staring at her. "Is something wrong Sir?" she asked when she looked back at him.

"Quite the contrary my lovely girl, you are absolutely perfect."

"How so, Sir?"

"You immediately obey my commands, your submissive streak runs very deep, possibly even enough to be a slave," Neil said and Hannah gulped as she swallowed her bite of food. Oh god, His slave? Why are my juices making a puddle underneath me at that thought! She had fantasized about becoming a slave, but the real life truth was far different. Does that mean I wouldn't go to work? I'd have to quit my job and live at His home in chains or a cage, wearing a permanent collar? Maybe a brand? She was lost in those thoughts when Neil finally grabbed her attention again. "... Hannah?!?"

"Oh sorry Sir, I uh..." her words trailing off.

"Yes, lost in thoughts and fantasies I see. You are amazing! I just can't get over it, and here you were, working in the same company," he said shaking his head. "I should have made my move earlier, I've had my eye on you since I first met you," Neil said and Hannah blushed a deep crimson. Oh god, please take me home and fuck me, tie me to your bed, make me you slave, just fuck me with that big beautiful penis!

"Thank you Sir," she said breathily and he chuckled softly.

"Yes, very amazing indeed. It's hard to believe you've never had an orgasm during sex, but I plan to change that tonight Hannah."

"Thank you Sir."

"Yes, I hope to you make you scream and cry out in your passion, maybe you'll even squirt."

"Oh god Sir, please don't tease me! Please take me home tie me to your bed and fuck me like I've never been fucked in my life! Please make me cum like you say, I believe I could for you Sir!"

"I was so right about you Hannah, such an untapped treasure."

"Thank you Sir."

"But finish your dinner first dear girl, you're going to need the sustenance for our activities."

"Yes Sir," Hannah said picking up her fork and eating again as Neil grinned and began to eat also. After diligently taking a few bites, she looked at him with lust filled eyes, her need could be detected easily by the way she squirmed in the chair, the pertness of her nipples and the scent of her juices. He had never seen anything more beautiful in his entire life. Here sat this lovely woman whom he had lusted after but because of his predilection to bdsm he had not moved on his feelings. Now she sat across the table from him, squirming in her own juices, aflame with desire, for him!

"You are absolutely stunning dear girl!"

"Thank you Sir."

"Good girl."

"Oh please Sir."

"Please Sir what, girl?"

"Please Sir, I am in need beyond anything I could have imagined! May we go now -- please?"

"Not yet, finish your dinner."

"Yes Sir," Hannah acquiesced and resignedly continued to eat, but his denial of her request only fanned the flames, she audibly moaned just before she took another bite, trying to focus on eating rather than the heat between her thighs, but it was no use, her thoughts were buzzing around, not helping one bit. Oh god, I'm dripping worse than before, I'm sure my dress must be wet. I never knew it could be like this, why won't He just take me home and use me? Yet His refusal only made me hotter, geez, maybe He's right, maybe I am a slave, I'm certainly His submissive at this point. Stop thinking about it, you're only making your juices run even faster.

"Hannah, are you alright?"

"Umm, yes and no Sir."

"Explain."

"I don't think I'm ill or anything, but I've never been this excited in my entire life. It's like you've turned on the faucet and I can't turn it off. I've never wanted or desired a man like I do you right now. I want to learn it all, I want to be your girl or slave if you wish, but I need to quench my desires, yet you will not allow it. I am beside myself with need, Sir."