Time to leave
Added 2022-10-08 18:11:41 +0000 UTCYour dominant comes to ask when you want to leave the party.
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You felt them before you saw them. Their perfume, their footsteps on the floor. The rest of the party seemed to fade away as your attention focused solely on them. To the outside world, nothing had changed. But between the two of you, your dominant was your sole focus.
You excused yourself from your conversation to talk to them. They smiled as they took your hand. “Enjoying your evening, my love?” Their breath was warm on your cheek as they gave you a soft kiss. You nodded, telling them how your evening was going.
They smiled, and beckoned you into an empty room. “Good to hear you’re enjoying yourself, but how about we knock this on the head and get going before too long? I’ve wanted to play with you since we got here. You should wear that outfit more often, toy.”
They cast an appreciative eye over you in the dim light of the room, before planting a kiss on your lips. It was wonderful, gorgeous, mind melting. As they drew you in deeper, you felt the bliss of their lips against yours, as you were conditioned to. They pulled away, and you blinked.
They laughed. “Well, say we head off in half an hour? Just think what you’ve got waiting for you back home, toy.” They gently swatted your butt as they walked out of the room, leaving you reeling with desire that for now, would go unanswered. You were looking forward to later.
