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 Dom x Sub A not so simple Gig (Libra/Swankbank)

Discussion in 'Roleplay Execution' started by SwankBank, Jul 5, 2018.

  1. SwankBank

    SwankBank Wild Member Member

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    Brenden did not have what you would call a good week. His schedule was over booked, he had to deal with internal personnel issues at his job and finally, he had a proposition for zoning for a new store he had to draft. Cracking his knuckles he began to type furiously.

    His office within the Voracious Appetites was spacious and was not littered with the normal paraphernalia you would expect from a sex store. In fact it was devoid of most decorations except for a calendar on the wall and several financial charts. Finally his watch beeped which meant he needed to stop and check his schedule.

    With a quick shuffle of several papers he revealed a black leather bound planner. It was that moment his eyes fell on the next appointment that he seemed nervous. The model will be here in thirty minutes.

    This wasn't going to be a routine meeting though on paper it was. A memory flashed in his minds eye. A scene of late night, lonely internet browsing. There was something about her that drew him to her. That something devised a plan and even booked her for a gig in his store.

    "I have to set out the things of the event," he said as his regained his train of thought. She did post her measurements on her profile after all and he had procured an outfit that would fit quite perfectly.

    He ran his hand against the tight latex suit, he fingers caressed one of the quick releases that could expose her delicate flesh. Finally a collar, a ball gag and several restraints we're placed on the table.

    It was not until there was a knock on the door of his office that he shifted back into focus. Pulling his hand away he adjusted his dark gray dress shirt and made his way to the door of his office.

    "Thank you again for accepting this job at short notice, please come in," he said as he welcomed her into the dragons lair.

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  2. Libra

    Libra Hopeless Romantic Member

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    She adjusted the curve hugging black dress. She found the dress didn't leave much to the imagination. It came to rest around her mid thigh, showing off her tanned legs and the low cut of the neckline accentuated her cleavage. She'd gone out of her way to dress up for the occasion. But she wanted to prove she was worthy of the job. This was the type of gig best suited for someone a little more experienced in the field, but she was glad to take on the challenge.

    She'd loosely curled her hair and her makeup was applied, the bright red lipstick popping out. Oh God, she hoped she looked the part. She slipped on a pair of strappy red heels, completing it all. Her appointment was in half an hour, so she'd have to leave withing the next few minutes. With a quick spritz off perfume, she grabbed her purse off the bed and headed out.

    It was a close to 20 minute drive to the store she was supposed to meet her client at. She could feel her nerves kicking up. As far as what she knew, she'd simply be modeling an outfit and some restraints. It shouldn't be too much for her to handle, so she thought. She turned off the grey Camry and emerged from the vehicle, taking a deep breath as she shut the door behind her. She stared towards the building, stomach fluttering. "You're alright, Shiloh. You've got this under control." She attempted to reassure herself.

    With another deep breath, she walked into the store. She took a quick glance around, feeling the door shut behind her. She made contact with a woman behind the counter, offering a small smile. "Hi there. I'm Shiloh Grant, here to see Mr. Hudson. Could you tell me where I could find him?" The woman directed her towards his office at the back of the building. Thank you so much." She nodded. Shiloh made her way to the back as directed, and gently knocked on the door after a final deep breath. A few seconds later, the door opened and she was met with the sight of her new client. "It's my pleasure." She answered in reply to his thanks. She quietly entered the office, smiling at him once she'd done so. "Mr. Hudson. It's lovely to meet you. I'm Shiloh Grant."
     
  3. SwankBank

    SwankBank Wild Member Member

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    He smiled as she introduced herself. Before offering he moved with percision and took her hand and held it in his. It wasn't a traditional handshake there was something forceful yet gentle about the grip he gave her. Making eye contact he finally let go and as if she was an intimate VIP client moved to put his arm gently around the small of her back.

    " Welcome to Voracious Appetites, Ms. Grant and please call me Brenden."

    He gently led her the table where the outfit sat. "Well this job will be simple, we are having a special sale tonight and when I saw your head shots I realized your look is just what we need to be the draw. If today goes well I am hoping to have you come back so we can find a more exclusive deal," he said as he looked down to the outfit. The colors we're lighter than traditional, the latex had a sheen and was light gray to contrast her tan skin. It was a body suit that covered her feet all the way to her throat. There was an opening in the chest to show off her cleavage along with subtle silver quick release latches, the crotch as well seemed to have a quick release set up. Finally there was a set of black six inch heels. Even with the height assistance Brenden still stood taller than her.

    "Per the contract you will be on display in one of our restraint kits. It's only two hours or work for the agreed upon fee. Customers can look but they will not be touch you. I have years of experience in this field so I will be close by to be attentive to your needs and adjust you for comfort."

    His arm dropped from the small of her back and then he made his way to the door. " I have a few more arrangenents to make. I have a restroom in the back right corner of my office. Once your good to go meet me in the main store area and bring the black ball gag. My office will effectively be your changing room."

    With that Brenden left and gave her privacy to get ready.

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  4. Libra

    Libra Hopeless Romantic Member

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    She ran her fingers over the material of the suit, nodding as she listened to what he said. She couldn't help but wonder what he meant by striking up a more 'exclusive' deal. He continued to speak about what was required of her. Two hours shouldn't be difficult, and as long as someone was there to assist if need be she knew she would be fine.

    She shifted her gaze towards him as he dropped his arm. "Thank you so much. I'll be out in just a minute she replied as he excused himself, shutting the door to the office behind him.

    She set to work, stepping out of her heels and stripping out of the clothes that she was currently wearing. She neatly stacked up her own clothing and set it aside. She ran her fingers over the latex suit once more and picked it up off the table. It took talent to get into something such as the suit. The material was tight and grabby, but she managed to pull it on. It hugged her tightly, but in all the right places. She slipped into the black heels and ran her hands over her body. Everything fit the look perfectly. She grabbed the ball gag off the table, heading for the door of his office.

    She exited the room, closing the door softly behing her. Her gaze fell on him and she made her way over, hips swaying slightly. She had the ball gag in hand as she approached him. "Here we are. " she said.

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    SwankBank Wild Member Member

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    His watchful gaze followed her every movement, an inner hunger was revealed within a brief second of eye contact. Beside him stood a platform with metal rings with shackles attached, it didn't take a genius to realize that the bound rings would force her legs to spread. In his left hand he held a black leather arm binder, this was indeed a platform to be on full display and completely helpless. With his free hand he offered to her as a means to assist her with stepping up. Once she made it safely he took the ball gag and gently set it at the base. "You even look like a star Ms. Grant." He said as he knelled down, grabbing the first shackle he gently fitted it against her right ankle. With a click it was attached, he adjusted it to hold her ankle perfectly but to not cause too much discomfort. Moving to the other side he placed the final ankle shackle on, when combined she was able to stand but her legs were spread apart....

    Moving behind her he began to fit the harness of the arm binder over her shoulders. Making sure it was completely loose he began to give her instructions, his voice quiet but with a confident authority, this experience seemed more intimate then just business. "Please put your arms in the binder, let me know if it's too tight and we will re-adjust it. How are your ankles? Is it just right or will you need it a little loose?" It was an odd place to be in, not only to be a bound model but an employer speaking with a lover's attentiveness. If she complied he would begin to slowly tighten the arm binder, while also listening to her feedback for adjustment. "Ms. Grant for this event I mean what I say this will be a partnership, I will be with you every step of the way. Customers will be here within ten minutes, my employees are already briefed on how to deal with them so I will be here the whole time," he reiterated, laying down a layer of trust for his willing vulnerable captive.

    From where she stood she could see the whole store. It was in medium size, shelves stocked with novels, pornography, and toys. There was also a section for sexual education with a few classrooms to the side. Though the business generated profits it appeared to also be a place where people could get the support they needed for intimate crisis. The coloring of the walls and theme were dark purple with a playful light pink. The store was clean and had a scent of lavender and peppermint.

    Moving to now face her he lightly grabbed her chin with his free hand. "Are you ready Ms. Grant?" He asked her, if she said that she was he would stand very close to her, his body lightly caressing hers. When her mouth opened for the gag he would put the ball in and instruct her to hold it in place. Gently with both hands he grabbed her hair and moved it aside so it wouldn't get stuck in the gag's restraints. With another click it was fastened and tightened to keep her silent.

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  6. Libra

    Libra Hopeless Romantic Member

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    She took a minute to examine the platform, feeling his presence beside her. It certainly would be a display. Judging by the placement of the shackles, her legs would be spread out. She could feel her nerves kicking up once more. Once she was in place and all the restraints were locked in, she'd be completely helpless, unable to defend herself in case of any mishaps. She took his hand as he assisted her into the platform smiling greatfully. "You're too kind." She said in response to his statement, cheeks tinging the slightest shade of red. Her gaze followed him as he kneeled down, adjusting the shackles to fit each of her ankles.

    She'd been right. Her legs were spread, not uncomfortably or incredibly wide. But enough that anybody could gain a clear view. She felt him walk around to her, still close in proximity as he instructed her as to what she should do. She did as she was told, placing her arms into the binder. "Everything is okay. I don't think anything's too tight." She said. She shivered slightly as his breath danced on her skin. She appreciated his kind and gentle manner. He had an air of authority but he was very attentive to her needs. In an odd way, it was almost as though they were intimate, like there was a connection beyond a employer-employee relationship. She shook off the thought, shifting her attention back to what he was doing, tightening the restraints. "That should be good." She commented. It was slightly tight, but not in a painful way. It was comfortable enough for her to deal with.

    She found comfort in the words he spoke, reassured that there would be help if she needed it. She wouldn't be able to defend herself, but there were others there that would be able to. She made eye contact with him as he approached her front once more. She sighed slightly as his hand rose to grab her chin. Her eyes flitted to his lips for a split second as she bit her own lip. But she quickly regained herself, focused on the task at hand. She nodded in response to him, breath catching slightly as his body brushed agaist her own. Her breathing sped up as her anxiety began to grow. She knew he could probably feel how fast her heart was beating. She also knew she'd be fine and thankful for the experience once it was over, but her nerves still got the best of her. She parted her lips, giving him access to put the gag in, folllowing his instruction and holding it in position with her lips.

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  7. SwankBank

    SwankBank Wild Member Member

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    Smiling his eyes devoured his sexy captive. Lightly he caressed her cheek, he could feel her increased heart beat. Keeping himself close to he had an appearance of constant control. Yet despite these strange new sensations there was something that just did not seem quite right.

    As the moments passed there were less and less employees until finally the last one left, closed the blinds and flipped the sign of the shop to be closed. His hand began to move from her cheek and repositioned to her throat. His face had the same cool stare but there was a slightly less gentle tinge contrasting on how he looked at her.

    His grip tightened ever so slightly, his hit breath brushing against her lower face. "There are a few things I want to make abundantly clear," his voice still had that gentle note that caressed the mind with subtle authority. His other hand began to brush against her right side, sliding against the rubber that fit her figure perfectly.

    "Next time you address me you will call me sir or master," he said cooly as his free hand moved to grab her breast. Giving it a light squeeze, his fingertips then proceeded to play with her nipple above the fabric forcing it to become erect.

    "Second thing," his hand squeezed tighter around her throat. "You belong to me," he started his lips kissing along her jawline and now against her neck. "And with this 'private' show I'll teach you why."

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  8. Libra

    Libra Hopeless Romantic Member

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    Her breath quickened as his hand moved from gently stroking her cheek to her holding her throat. Panic began to rise up in her. What was he doing? Her heart began to beat even faster, her stomach beginning to grow sick as he began to squeeze lightly. She searched his eyes, her brows furrowed. She didn't understand. What had she gotten herself into?

    She jumped slightly as he began to speak. She shook her head, unable to speak due to the gag. A shiver was sent down her spine as his hand found it's way to her waist, gently caressing her body. No, no, no. This wasn't happening. This wasn't part of the deal. The contract only stated that she'd model for the two hours and that was it. The thoughts raced through her head. She was stuck. And he was making his move. He knew that she was completely defenseless against him and he was making his move.


    As his hand rose to squeeze her breast, teasing the nipple, she struggled to pull away, but the ankle shackles prevented her. Her heart was beating rapidly in her chest and she felt sick to her stomach. She began to pull harder, growing more and more frustrated as the shackles held her in place. She wanted to kick, scream, anything. But she couldn't. She emitted muffled noises, the gag hindering her from making much noise.

    She tried desperately to scream, though it wouldn't do her much good. His grip tightened around her throat and she began to shake her head even harder. She wouldn't submit to him. Not this way. Any of the potential she'd seen in him before had dissolved and was replaced with fear. What did he have in store for her? Hot, stinging tears began to well up in her green eyes, her throat and cheeks burning. The way his lips probed her jaw and neck made her even angrier. That'd always been one of her weak spots and now he was using it against her. She tried to push against him, but the position of her legs and the way her ams were held prevented her from doing much. The tears had begun to fall, her face flushed, eyes pleading for him to stop.

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  9. SwankBank

    SwankBank Wild Member Member

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    His lips continued to trail around her throat, his teeth nipping teasingly. Finally he stepped away, the rubber of the gag keeping her from shouting out. Watching the tears trail from her eyes he began to gently wipe them. "There is no reason to be distressed. This is the beginning of something new.... Something better, you will never be burdened with making decisions for your self ever again," his hand trail from the right side of her tear trail and he lightly smacked her cheek.

    Stepping away he began to walk down the aisles of various toys. Finally he stopped finding a flog, ripping off the price tag he made his way back to her. "There is still much for you to learn my pet," he mused resting the tip of the flog on her left inner thigh. "The first lesson is you are not the owner of your body," he said the flag riding up until finally it rested on the rubber covering her groin. He tapped her a few times gently there before slowly pulling it away.

    Slowly he placed it by her shackled right heel. Moving to kneel he looked at the clasps that fastened the rubber between her legs. " I don't think you earned the privledge to have this," he said matter of factly. Undoing the latches the rubber peeled right off revealing her garden.

    "All of the modeling you have done and yet this is the first time I've seen this part of your body," he said thoughtfully. Taking in a deep breath he moved closer, the warm breath teasing her pussy. "I wonder what it tastes like," he missed as his tongue began to slowly part her lips.

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  10. Libra

    Libra Hopeless Romantic Member

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    A whimper escaped as his hand made contact with her face, slapping her cheek lightly. Shiloh shook her head, denying him, denying the words he spoke. She had to find a way out. She needed to get away from him. Every second that passed, her animosity for him grew. The girl continued pulling, fighting, anything she could, but nothing helped her. She let out a relieved breath as he stepped away for a moment, tears still rolling down her flushed cheeks. She could see him walk through the aisles, making a selection as to what he would use, and walk back towards where she was held.

    Her body shook in a mix of fear and anger. She felt so vacuous. How had she let herself be fooled into this situation thay she found herself in. It was her fault. She should've told someone where she was going. They would've been able to help when they couldn't contact her. And she'd been stupid enough to leave her phone in the office, along with her keys and purse. She was left without a way to escape from this, from him. And what would he plan to do with her afterwards? Surely he wouldn't let her go, she'd go straight to the cops. But she also had friends who would realize she was missing who would alert the authorities as well. What would he do then?

    Thoughts raced throughout her mind, but she was jolted back to the situation at hand as the tip of the flog came to rest on her upper thigh. Her head began to shake again. He had the upper hand then, but she was nobody's pet. Nobody had control over her body but herself. She refused to accept his words, beginning to pull against her restraints again. Her cheeks flushed once more as he moved the flog to rest between her legs, gently tapping the latex that coved her core. She could feel heat growing between her legs, ashamed at her body's response to the stimulation.

    Shiloh let out a groan as he undid the latches on the suit, revealing her core that had become wet during the titillation of the flog rubbing against her. She was humiliated to say the least, frustrated tears gently rolling down. She began to calm, running out of fight. It was useless, she had no defense against him. She'd stopped pulling aganst the shackles, her breath heavy, physical and emotional exhausting setting in. His hot breath began to torment her sensitve center. Her breath was bated as his tongue made contact, probing the lips of her pussy, running over the skin.

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  11. SwankBank

    SwankBank Wild Member Member

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    Slowly he pulled away, his tongue teasing her garden. "I knew from the moment I saw your pictures you we're a slut," he said as he moved closer to devour her womanhood. "Nothing like an eager pussy to show how badly you need some cock isn't that right whore?"

    He knew she wouldn't respond, he fastened that gag just right to keep her mouth shut. His lips brushed against her core again, this time his tongue dipping in deeper. He began to explore her with his mouth. Being ever so careful to adjust himself right when she would cum, that was a privilege and she hadn't earned it yet.

    His right hand moved to part the lips further, his tongue refusing to spare any inch unmolested. Moving up he finally found her clit and had to stop himself from chuckling. Adjusting his head he brushed the tip of his tongue against it gently. A gesture to taunt his captive the first step to training his eager slut.

    The gentle strokes against her pleasure button became more aggressive. Again and again his tongue moved in a circular motion keeping her whole womanhood stimulated. He waited to feel her tension build and right when it was going to release he pulled away. Slowly he stood up and moved to slowly remove her gag. "Now you may speak, if you're loud then I am going to get mad, do you want me to get mad'" he asked his hand gently caressed her hair before grabbed a fist full and pulled.

    His other hand moved between her legs and continued the work his mouth started. "That down there is mine, it's my property. Tell me I own that pussy," he demanded, his fingers probing her.

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  12. Libra

    Libra Hopeless Romantic Member

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    Slut. Whore. Each new word was another slap in the face. Each new word brought more humiliation. But she hadn't the energy to fight against him. She lnew she would have more of a chance if she complied so as to avoid angering him. And with every stroke of his tongue, she felt her will power breaking down.

    She shuddered as the tip of his tongue found it's way to her clit, circling around the sensitive bit. The more he worked at it, the more her body betrayed her. She could feel the heat growing between her legs, she knew she was growing wetter by the second. Damn him. As his strokes became more fervent, the closer she got to the edge. She could feel slight tingles and her increased heartbeat. The pressure was growing and she could feel her orgasm pitting in her stomach. But just as her body was about to give into to the built up pleasure, he pulled away from her.

    Gently, he removed the gag from her mouth. Her jaw ached from the time spent with the wretched thing in her mouth. She gave a sigh of relief. Shiloh had made her mind up to cooperate for the time being, hoping that it would appease him. "Thank you, Sir." She nodded. She struggled to keep her voice calm, trying to hide the vibrato from her shaking body. "I understand." She replied to him, nodding once more in understanding.

    She grimaced as his hand tangled into her hair, pulling away from her head. Her breath hitched as his fingers stroked her core once more, stimulating her body again. "You... you own it." She stuttered out. The words tasted so bitter in her mouth. It was a lie, of course. But they still disgusted her. She turned her head down, unable to look straight at him. Her chest rose and fell with every heavy breath she took. Her eyes glistened as hot tears distorted her vision and her throat burned with the tears that threatened to fall.

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