The First Ch. 02

I would like to thank SexyGeek for helping me edit this story, along with my first one.

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Waking to a state confusion was it real or a dream. Feeling a sharp pain in left breast, "Fuck...What... Really...Where am I?" Sitting up seeing small bruises on my wrist and a ring in my nipple. Trying to gain my composure, looking around seeing a note and clothing reading the note,

I hope you enjoyed and are not mad

I placed that ring in your nipple,

So you will know, instead of a slave collar

It will be a ring. As long as you do not tell,

We can play again!

Your Dom,

Walking to the shower my pussy raw in extreme pain. Standing in the shower feeling the hot water running over my naked body, thinking shouldn't I feel ashamed, mad, pissed, but I could not. "I Feel Alive"

In heaven closing my eyes, running my hand over my breast feeling the ring. The pain making my pussy twitch. Loving the pain, "Why?" continuing to massage my breast I coming across the ring finding myself where I cannot stop playing with it.

As I do throbbing more and more, before I know it my right hand wandering, finding its way to my clit. Rubbing slowly, pulling slightly on the "Ring" faster and faster rubbing my clitoris on fire. Feeling an orgasm building, shouting, "Yes...Yes." Plunging two fingers deep inside, "Holy Shit ... Yes," My knees going weak. Muscles released from the tense numbing effect, rinsing off.

Walking back in the room, wet from the shower and the extra credit activities. Standing in front of a small bag with some clothing inside, pulling each item out finding a long blue summer dress and a red and black lace matching set of bra and panties. Standing in front of the mirror looking at myself, pulling the lace over my ankles up past my thighs, on to my waist, looking in the mirror looking the same, but feeling so different, "Who Was I?"

"Who Have I Become?" was the only thought on my mind. Confused and flustered, I continued getting dressed. Looking over at the clock, seeing what time it was, I rushed out the door. Driving to work, still pulling myself together in the car. Realizing what took place in the last 24 hours, causes an intense feeling of vibrations surging through my body.

Arriving at work, I feel as if I have a new sense of confidence. I also feel as if everyone was staring at me, "Do they know?" At my desk there, is a small envelope sitting there addressed to me? Trembling, I reach over and pick it up, inside a little white card that reads "Do You Still Want to Play?" and on the back of the card, "Check Your Email!"

Intrigue set in, thinking, "I have to." Pulling it up, seeing the subject title, "DOM." Hesitating, then giving in, I click open the email:

To my sweet submissive,

I want you to slide your panties off

Place them in your bag

Slide your hand up your thigh

Slowly explore your pussy

"If You Cum!"

There will be consequences

Your DOM!

"I can't do that," I'm at work. Throughout the day the email keeps haunting me. Anxiety keeps building, as it does, my panties are soaked. Feeling embarrassed, I head to the restroom to clean up. Each step seems to make my panties even wetter as I walk. A rush comes over me; I have to get there quickly! Finding a stall that is open, I lift my dress. "WOW!" I've never been this wet before! Not able to manage my urges, I take my panties off, beginning to explore as I was told. Sliding my fingers slowly over my lips feeling myself, as I dip in even deeper with a finger I shake as I brush across my clit. A chill of excitement flows through me.

"oohhhh" Exhaling quietly. Thinking, "No I Can't."

Listening, realizing there is no one there. Having an internal battle, "I Have To," I'm at work it's completely inappropriate, "FUCK IT!"

My fingers run over pussy slow, fast, soft, and hard "It Feels So Good!" uttering softly, feeling the soft folds of my wet silky sexuality. Stroking slowly, feeling an out of nowhere explosion of fluid flow over my legs "OMG I'm Cumming." A feeling of ecstasy, a high intense enough to almost make me lose myself and not care.

"SQUEAK"

Hearing the door, I come back to my senses. Trying to gather myself as best as I can, I clean up and realize that I cannot put my panties back on. Walking back to my desk swiftly soaked panties in hand, sweating, and a look of, "I just got fucked," on my face. Sliding my panties in my bag I sit slowly realizing how wet my dress is. Embarrassed and empowered I sit working for the rest of the day.

Days go by of internal conflict, "Why did I do that? Why did I feel the way I did?" I found myself constantly masturbating no matter where I was or what I was doing. I felt like a different woman, "Alive, Awake, but ashamed." My mind wandered, "Why haven't I heard anything from my new special friend, did I do something wrong?" I feel this need, want, and hunger for what he has to offer; I need him to tell me what is next or what to do. I live my life as told, get a good job, get a man, go out, and socialize. "WHY?" I have a boyfriend but he has no idea of my encounter. My lust builds, but he cannot satisfy my thirst, my hunger! I play my role in my relationship day by day, confused why I am happy, but why am I aching for my other, my "DOM." Repeatedly my BF tries to satisfy me and I keep pretending he does, let's not say he isn't any good, but there is no over the top life altering feelings of ecstasy.

Two weeks have gone by. Friday evening, as I approach my door I see a little package sitting there. Picking it up with excitement, "Is... it" "I Hope So" I can hardly unlock the door, the anticipation is killing me. Placing the package on the counter, I reach for a knife. Swiftly I cut, opening the flaps, I see two things: a card and a vial.

Only one word written on the card:

"DRINK"

Without hesitation, I place the vial to my lips, swallowing it. Minutes go by, I feel heavy, my eyes will not stay open...