Her Introduction Ch. 03

Instead of going on that dream, I took a deep breath and erased those thoughts from my head. I climbed in and sat next to her, putting my arm around her. Her cheeks were blushing again and I felt her entire body shaking a bit. My hand rested on her shoulder and I rubbed my fingers against her flesh. She was nervous and I was too. "You look so beautiful, Beth." I told her as she looked up into my eyes. I could see her eyes light up and twinkle as I told her and she looked down and thanked me with a huge smile. Has no one ever told her that before that she's embarrassed to complimented like that? With not just an ass like hers, but a face like hers? She should be told that every day of her life.

We sat just like that and she asked how my day was. She was so curious what I did the last twelve hours since I had seen her. I told her that I just had boring meetings all day. Before I could ask her how her day went, the car came to a stop and the driver opened our door. She looked confused, but it was breathtaking to see her face when her mind was running around everywhere. It was like she had forgotten who she was and who she was with, just trying to wrap her brain around what was going on. I got out first and held out my hand to help her get out. Once she stepped out she looked up at the restaurant and smiled from ear to ear.

"We're eating here? Really??" She said laughing and smiling and placing her hands around my waist. Her touch was so delicate and soft and full of love. I loved her smile so much, her eyes lit up and there wasn't a care in the world. Her smile was eye-catching and I couldn't help but smiling back. I slipped my hands around her back and caressed them on her waist, where they sat perfectly on her curves. I smiled back and her and got lost in her eyes.

"Yeah, a friend of mine got us in. Are you excited?" I asked her pulling her into me so our bodies were connecting as one. She was so petite and light that pulling her into me was like pulling in a pillow. Our bodies connected like a puzzle with our groins coming together in unison. I caught her eyes wandering down to my lips and I did the same, but looked back into her beautiful green eyes. She nodded her head yes and leaned up to kiss my cheek. I can't remember the last time I was kissed on the cheek. But I loved every touch from her and I craved more from her. More than just dominating her and more than just lust. I craved to know her thoughts and what was in her pretty little head. I craved all of her. I moved my arms from her waist and she followed my lead. We walked into the restaurant to check in with the hostess who sat us at a small, dimly lit table in the corner of the restaurant. I knew Alfonso had to pull some tricks for this

I pulled out Beth's chair and pushed it in for her as she sat down and I caught another glimpse of her perfectly round butt. It was too clean and perfect and would look even better with red marks running all the way down it for how she talked back to me the night before. Just then another thought came into my mind. I tried to push it out, but I just couldn't. I thought about when we got back to my hotel. She would thank me for our dinner and want to please me by sucking me off. I would let her do that and have her way with that, just to make her think that she's in control. Afterwards I'd tell her how great she was and lean in to kiss her but force her onto the bed with her bare ass on display for me. I would start with just my hand, but I'd have to punish her.

"Listen here, you little slut. This is how things are gonna go from now on. You're my bitch and you're going to suck me off whenever I say so. Even if you don't want to I will mouth fuck you and you're going to wish you hadn't doubted me. Just like you're going to wish you hadn't talked back to me last night." I'd lean over the back of her, my growing pants hitting the lips of her pussy. I'd squeeze her tits until she let out a moan of pleasure like the little slut that she is. And I'd whisper into her ear, "I'm going to punish you now for last night's poor behavior." Her eyes would be wide and her jaw would drop open in fear and confusion. She wouldn't even look me in the eyes, but she'd know she had to take it. "I want you to count everytime I punish you until I'm done? Do you hear that?" She'd meekly nod her head and put her face down towards the pillow, trying to brace herself. But nothing would prepare her to be spanked by her master. I'd put my face down to her asshole and blow on it and her cunt, giving her some kind of pleasurable feeling before I rear back and slap her as hard as I could. I craved to hear her whimper in pain and her body jump at not only the sensation but the sound of it.

I reached my chair at the other side of the table and sat down. I unfolded my napkin and set it into my lap before looking up at Beth. As soon as my eyes met hers, all of those incredible thoughts and visions were gone in an instant. Instead, I just saw her smile and her bright, wide eyes. I thought of kissing her and telling her again how beautiful she looked. She had a weird effect on me where I wanted to be her prince charming. It wasn't until this moment that I realized how fucked I am with her. I opened my mouth to tell her again how pretty she looked, but a waiter walked up with an opened bottle of champagne. "Here's some bubbles for you two, on the house." He said and winked at me while his busser was bringing over an ice bucket to keep it chilled.

I looked over at Beth and she looked so surprised and happy, watching the server's every move as if his pouring was something of a spectacle that she was blessed to see. She then looked over at me when she caught me staring at her. I couldn't help but stare at her sometimes. The way she would light up with something so simple, but it meant so much to her was magical. She picked up her glass and held it out to me, "Cheers!" she almost yelled, so excited.

She took the first sip and let out a "mmm" sound to indicate that she liked it. She did have good taste in wines, I had to admit. She set her glass down and I could see her mind working again, running in circles around her own thoughts. "So what exactly do you do Andrew? I know you said you're in finance, but what does your job entail?" she looked serious, like she was worried that she was out with me but knew nothing about me. "And how old are you??" she asked as if that was her main question, picking up her glass to stop herself from talking.

I laughed with her, but I answered her. "I'm a financial advisor. I find people with extra money and I find them good investments to make in their area. Today I met with a gentleman that was wanting to increase his company's assets. I told him where he should place his money and all of the opportunities that would arise." I paused and looked down at my glass as if I wasn't going to answer her last question. I picked up my glass and took a sip. looking back at her as I did. She had a worried look on her face, embarrassed that she might have to ask me again. Once I swallowed, I smiled and said, "And I'm 27, Beth. How old are you?"

She flashed me a quick smile and brought her hands up underneath her chin. "Guess". she said looking right into my eyes and almost posing to make herself look older.

"Hmm, let's see here. I'm going to guess you are... 25." She just smirked at me and picked up her glass of wine again as if to create tension and mystery. "Am I right?" I asked again giving her the reaction that she wanted.

"No you are not." She said trying not to smile, but to be snooty as if offended by my answer.

"Well there's no way you're older 25, you'd have more wrinkles by now. Are you really 30 and just aging well?" I asked, now concerned if that was the case.

"I just turned 21 earlier this year." She said avoiding my eyes but looking towards my mouth and blushing. And my mouth was the right spot for her to focus on. My draw dropped and her eyebrows shot up when she saw this. She kind of smiled with pride and was proud that she came off as much more mature than her age. But she's still a baby. This gave me even more doubts of being out with her. Just as I opened my mouth to comment on her young age, the waiter came over and dropped off our first course. I realized that we hadn't even looked at a menu at all. Alfonso must have taken care of everything. Probably a way to encourage us to talk about certain things. And just the thought of talking about this brought another thought into my mind.

I had always wanted to buy vibrating panties for my submissive and make them wear them out to dinner like this. I would have the remote to control her pleasure, but she wasn't allowed to cum until I gave her permission, which I wouldn't while we were out. We'd get in the car to go out and I'd set it to a low hum on her clit. She'd be allowed to touch herself and I'd grope and suck on her tits when we reached a red light. But once we reached the restaurant I'd turn it off for her not to embarrass herself. But as soon we got our first course, I'd turn it on for her again. But this time I'd hit it up another notch. She'd squirm in her seat and try to come off as if nothing was going on. I'd make her eat her salad and laugh to myself as her hand twitched when she brought her fork to her mouth. Once she was done eating I'd turn it off and let her enjoy the main course in peace, besides the fact that her panties would be uncomfortably wet.

But as soon as dessert came, I'd turn her on to the third and middle level, this time a moan slipping from her lips. She'd have to disguise it with the pleasure that she got from the chocolate dessert. This time I wouldn't turn it off. I'd help walk and guide her out to the car where she'd jump in and recline the seat to help herself relax. She'd beg me to cum and wouldn't be able to sit still. I'd tell her to unzip my pants and suck me off before we got back home. She'd put all of her efforts into sucking and licking and stroking, letting out low pitched moans and feeling her body shake on the seat. She'd have to get me off before we got home or she'd get a punishment and she knew that.

I'd hold it in for as long as I could and make her panic that she was running out of time. Instead of pulling into the driveway, I'd park on the curb outside and relax, shooting my hot cum down her throat, her moans filling the sound of an idle engine. At that moment, I'd turn the panties to the next notch, causing her to choke on my cum and her own saliva, but giving her so much pleasure. I'd pull into the driveway and call her a good girl, but not instruct her to get out. She'd go back to her reclined position in the chair and grope her own tits and focus on her breathing so she wouldn't cum before she could.

I'd have to run around and pick her up and carry her over my shoulders as she moaned with the ecstasy of her vibrating clit and being thrown around by her master. As soon as we got inside, I'd throw her on to the couch and turn up to the last notch, her yelping and her eyes rolling back and beginning to beg, "please let me cum, sir, please." I'd make her wait just a couple of seconds before I grabbed her chin and forced her to look at me. With one word her body would rock back and forth as she-

"You must really like that salad over there, don't you." Beth was looking up at me with an amused face. I had completely lost myself in my fantasies that I hadn't looked up from my salad and had cleared my plate before Beth has even finished half of it.

I felt my own cheeks warm up as I tried to find an excuse, "Oh yeah, I haven't eaten today so I'm a bit hungry."

"I can tell" she giggled and began finishing her own salad

Once she was done, the busser came over and cleared our plates and the server poured more wine for us and assured us of our main course coming out soon. I had hoped it was something that Beth would like since she didn't pick it out herself.

"Can I ask you why you're single?" She blurted out of nowhere. My entire body froze, does she know what I am and what I do? Plus, what kind of question is that? I had to think of an answer quickly.

"I work a lot. I stay down here every weekend and I live in the city on the weekdays. It's tough to be with someone with my schedule." She nodded her head in approval. "Why did you break up with your boyfriend?"

She looked cold to that question for just a second, but she looked right back up at me, "He wasn't very nice to me. He never accepted me or things that I liked. He would try to tell me who I could and couldn't hang out with, he tried to make me diet and run every day, he would get mad when I wouldn't clean the house spotless when he expected. He just expected a lot but didn't give me anything. It didn't work. We were at different spots in our lives and we just didn't mesh well." I had a feeling that was the short version of a long, long story. But she made sure to highlight on the fact that she was independent and wasn't going to be told what to do.

Just then, our main course came out and we ate that mostly in silent, appreciating how delicious it was. She was right that this was the best restaurant I've ever been to. I told her she was right about it and her eyes lit up as she was so proud. The rest of the night was rather boring. Well boring compared to what I wanted to be doing. We shared more stories and laughs and learned more about each other. But I couldn't get my mind off of what would happen when we were alone together in my room.

We walked out of the restaurant and the driver was out there waiting for us. We climbed in and he asked us where we were headed. "Do you want to stay the night with me again?" I asked her trying my hardest to not sound persuasive or eager. She looked up at me and nodded before resting her head on my shoulder. I looked up to the driver but he had heard our exchange and began driving. She was so soft and delicate like this. This kind of exchange and these thoughts are so foreign to me, but I enjoyed them so much.

As soon we pulled up, she lifted her head and looked so excited to go back in with me. What would tonight entail, I thought? I've had so many dirty thoughts running through my mind all night, that I'm so horny. I'm not sure I would be able to control myself around her alone. I helped her out of the car again, and I held her hand as we walked into the hotel lobby. Alfonso was at the desk to the right of the entrance and our eyes met and I brought her over to meet him. "Hi Alfonso, thank you so much for everything tonight, we had a great time. This is Beth." Beth looked so excited at the thought of me introducing her to my friend and the fact I had turned to Alfonso to help make this night special. She smiled up at him with the cutest and sweetest of smiles.

"It's so nice to meet you, Beth. Andrew was so excited you agreed to see him again tonight." She looked surprised at this revelation and she looked up at me, cheeks burning a bright red. This could be partly from the alcohol, but I think she was genuinely blushing at this encounter.

She looked back at Alfonso and shook his hand, "It's nice to meet you too." She was good with manners, she knew how to act around people and her maturity was impressive for her age. That small piece of information was probably something that I wouldn't be telling Alfonso.

We said goodnight to Alfonso and walked across the lobby to the elevator where we had first met. We were now walking in silence, but an excited silence, we were both anticipating what would happen next. Once we got in the elevator and the doors closed, I looked over at her. Her cheeks still red, her eye makeup smeared a bit from laughing, and her hair out of place from the wind outside. But she still looked beautiful. I wanted to grab her and kiss her and I thought about it for a long time before I set out to do it. "Sooo come here often?" She had ruined my train of thought, but she made me laugh. She was good at that, she made me laugh a lot. We laughed together and now we were both blushing just as the elevator made it to my floor.

I grabbed her hand and we got out together and walked into my room together. Once the door was closed, I couldn't control myself anymore. I slammed the door shut behind her and pushed her up against the wall by her rib cage. I looked deep into her eyes, and there was something in her eyes, that turned me on so much. She looked fearful but excited, and full of lust. I leaned in to kiss her and she met me with the same. I stood there, kissing her, pushing my groin against hers into the door. I ran my fingers through her hair and my other hand holding her cheek. I slipped my tongue into her mouth and she embraced it with her own. I was growing hard and I kissed her more forcefully. I slipped my hand down to her neck and had to stop myself from putting any force to her.

She reached her arms up and shoved my jacket off of me, throwing it to the ground. My arms moved to her waist and I pulled her in closer to me, away from the door. She took initiative and began unbuttoning my shirt. God this woman is so independent. This might be a bad idea. But we were too far into it to stop now. I was shirtless and I turned her around and walked her over to the bed, not breaking our kiss. I squatted down a bit just to run my hands from her knees, past her hips, and up to the part of her dress that was tight around her waist. I put my fingers underneath the band and pulled it up over her head. This was the first time I was seeing her tits in front of me. She was still so perfect. I began kissing her again and caressing her boobs in my hand. I could feel her breathing get heavier and she let out a soft moan. My cock twitched at her moan and I could feel my fingers squeezing just a bit too tight, so I had to do something else to keep myself from taking her how I wanted to.

I pushed her down against the bed and scooted her up towards the pillows. I began kissing her more passionately now before I broke the kiss and she rubbed her hands through my hair. I went down and kissed her jaw bone and down to her neck, sucking ever so slightly. I kissed down the middle of her rib cage, right in the center of her chest. I heard her moan again and she arched her back when I did this, positioning her tits closer to my mouth. I grabbed her right tit in my hand and began suckling on her left. She moaned even louder this time and I felt her hips thrusting against me. I took this cue to begin kissing down and down until I met her middle. I kissed her thighs, and her knees before I took off her panties. I slipped them down past her feet and I could see evidence of her arousal. I looked up at her with a smirk and saw her cheeks get red again. I began kissing my way up her leg until I got to her lips. I began sucking on her lips and teasing around her clit. I did this for about 30 seconds, watching her stomach and lungs move up and down with every uneven, heavy breath. She looked so serious and so focused now, like I'd never seen her before.

I shot her a smile as I placed my hands underneath her and grabbed her ass, squeezing softly. I worked my tongue against her clit with just the right power and just the right motion. She moaned instantly and her legs began to twitch around me after just seconds. I thought to myself what to do next. I probably shouldn't make her beg me to cum right now. And I probably shouldn't call her my slut or my whore. I just kept working my tongue, it felt like she was close to an orgasm anyways. I felt her body convulsing and she was moaning in pleasure... Until she wasn't anymore. Confused, I looked up at her and she had her eyes closed, and a focused look on her face. "What are you doing?" I stopped and asked.

She looked so surprised she shot her eyes open and looked back at me. "What do you mean...?"