Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: <usenet-approval@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Story-Submission: <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> From: drussellde@aol.com (DRussellDe) Subject: A Gentle Story - The Start of the Evening. If you are too young or too prudish to read this, then don't. This short story involves nudity, exhibitionism, humiliation, and FemDom. There is nothing violent or gross in it, although I guess that it's all a matter of taste. Anyway, if you don't want to read this or shouldn't read this, don't read it. This story is fiction and bears no resemblance to any person or situation that I am consciously aware of. It involves a fantasy of mine which I have not yet been able to fulfill. (A good Mistress is so hard to find!) If you like it, please let me know (DRussellDe@aol.com). I'm also interested in sharing stories and experiences with others, so if you've got something to share, feel free to do so. Chapter 1. Your Mistress has let herself into your house and is waiting in your living room for you when you come home from work. As you close the door behind you, she steps out from the shadows. She is wearing a long black evening dress that accentuates her every curve. The gown goes to the floor, with a slit in the side that reveals a beautifully tanned and perfectly shaped leg as she approaches you. Her feet wear black high heels that are tall enough to let her look you straight in the eyes. She is breathtaking. Her soft voice instructs you to undress for her. You pause at first, then begin to shed your clothing. Slowly, you undress and neatly fold and stack your clothes on the floor. She looks down at your crotch and notices that you are already aroused. She orders you to put your hands on your head and spread your legs so that she may inspect you. You do so. She walks around you, eyeing you up completely. Before you realize it, you find your senses falling prey to her scent. It's an almost hypnotic perfume that you melt into. She casually runs her hand around your back and chest until she has circled you fully. Then, she backs away from you, facing you. Her warm eyes and gentle hair comfort you even as her smile gives away the fact the she some devil in her heart and tonight she intends on showing you a little of that wicked side. She orders you to go shut the blinds. You look at her nervously, realizing that your windows are large enough and set low enough in the walls that you will have a hard time not exposing yourself to the world if you obey. One look in her eyes and you know that you must do as she commands. You try your best to keep yourself hidden from view, with your back to the wall as you reach around the curtains to lower and close the blinds. You realize that you are unable to completely hide from view and you end up exposing your ass for at least a few seconds. As far as you can tell though, no one outside noticed, although you do hear a gently giggle from your Mistress. Then, when you return, she tells you that she is disappointed that you tried so hard not to be seen. She explains that since you think nothing of showing your obvious arousal to her, that she wants you to show others that you appreciate your Mistress. As punishment, you are to get the mail from your mailbox which is out on the porch. Now you know that you're in trouble. As you begin to open the door, you feel your heart racing. You are so nervous that you find yourself paralyzed with your hand on the door knob. You don't sense your Mistress's presence behind until she whispers in your ear. "My patience is generally forgiving, but you'll regret making me wait much longer..." You crack the door and try to reach out and grab the mail without leaving your apartment. Of course you can't reach it, yet you keep trying. "Do it now!" she commands. Startled by her sudden sharpness, your fear of being seen is replaced by a fear of disappointing her and you open the door and step outside. There you are, fully exposed for all the world to see. For a second, you find yourself relaxing, enjoying the feeling of freedom that this exhibitionism is providing you. You can't believe it, but you feel your manhood growing even more, as if it needed a breath of fresh air and wants to get as much as it can while the opportunity exists. You let yourself calm down a little, and find yourself looking out at the world. It's strange, but you feel as though you are seeing the world through new eyes. Suddenly, you hear a door open nearby and your heart sinks as your fear of discovery returns. Grabbing the mail, you zip back into your apartment and shut the door behind you. "Very good, my pet. Now, let's get down to business..." ************************************************************************** ***************** by denise. -- Story Submission: <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> Newsgroup FAQ: <URL:http://www.netusa.net/~eli/erotica/assm/faq.html> Archive site: <URL:http://www.netusa.net/~eli/erotica/assm/> (Not pretty yet)