So I met her on a fairly normal dating site, not on Reddit. Just a normal woman I thought, no mention of CNC in her profile. Her profile pics revealed a slim, tall, pale and freckled natural red head with blue eyes. A look that I find as irresistible as cute. So many women pretend online to have the archetypal ginger with green eyes look but she was the real deal.

We matched and got to chatting. I really liked how she had curiosity for everything in life and had wonder for things most people would just gloss over. We texted for a few days and she agreed to a dinner date.

We met up at a relatively trendy lounge that served craft cocktails and small plates of food. I immediately hugged her when we met and we sat down at a table. Quarters were tight and the music was pretty loud so we sat next to each other. I won't go through all the details of this night since no CNC happened at that point but there were a few things that stood out to me. First, she insisted on having the same number of drinks as me. Not a wise choice for a woman that was more than half my size / weight. Secondly, as the evening progressed, I started to get some signals that she was submissive. There was absolutely nothing overt or sexual about it but her body language and tone of voice at times had shades of being docile and weak.

The conversation flowed like good wine but by the end of our meal, the cocktails had gotten the best of her. Knowing we hadn't met on a kink site and that consent is still important outside of this crazy Reddit world, I didn't pressure her when she said it would be better for her to go home and get some sleep since she had agreed to drop her sister off at the airport early the next morning. She ordered herself an Uber and we had some great kisses outside the lounge while she waited to be picked up.

A few days later we continued texting and she admitted she had had a rough week at work and was blowing off some steam by drinking, and that wasn't how she normally acted. I mentioned I thought she was giving off some submissive vibes and a few embarrassed emoji later, she said I was right. The conversation headed in a more sexual direction and somewhere along the way she let it slip that she had a CNC fantasy. I told her I also had a similar fantasy. We decided to redo our date with a darker theme.

Since we had already met there was no need to do any verification but we did still discuss safe words (stoplight system), DDF and her ideal scenario. It turns out she doesn't love pain, but more preferred groping and a mind fuck. We knew from our previous meeting we both liked alternative rock so I invited her to see a local band preforming at a park.

We met up at an agreed upon area in the park before the concert started. People were putting down blankets and sitting on the grass to watch. We put down our blanket towards the rear of the lawn behind most others. Not ideal to see the show but we had other things on our mind. She was wearing sandals and a beautiful sun dress. I sat down next to her, put my arm around the small of her back and covered both of us up with a second blanket. I slid her closer to me with my arm and she glanced at me nervously.

The concert started soon, the band was alright but nothing to write home about. I placed my hand on her lower thy as we watched, she pushed it away without breaking her gaze of the stage. I put my hand back and whispered into her ear "don't be a prude". This time she let me keep it there but closed her legs together as if to say, you're not getting any access here.

I slowly caressed her leg and moved my hand up further. She said stop a few times but I put my other hand/finger on her mouth to shush her. I whispered to her "we both know you didn't come here for the crappy music" as I began to pry her legs apart under the blanket. She said I must have misinterpreted her vibes but it didn't take much before her legs were spread apart.

She leaned back onto her shoulders as I pushed my hand under her dress. She shuttered a little as I glazed along her panties with my finger. I could already tell she was damp. I asked her why she was already wet if I had picked up on the wrong vibe. She looked away but I could tell her face had blushed.

I started to stroke her pussy lips. She told me to stop because she doesn't do this on a second date. I pushed a finger inside her and told her I knew she wanted it. She squirmed and said no, I don't want this, but did nothing to remove my hand from under her dress.

I inserted a second finger and found out she was tighter than any other woman I'd been with. I could feel her press herself against my fingers. She was nearly dripping wet at this point. I told her that she was a slut for getting so wet in public and teased her that she needed a cock. I slid my finger back and forth between being inside her to over her clit. I could tell she was trying hard to keep everyone else around from knowing how good it felt. I then reached deep down to her g spot and pulsated it roughly. After a few minutes alternating between her g spot and clit she came on my fingers with an exasperated look on her face. I put my hand on her pelvis and her convulsions were magical. I whispered to her that her body had betrayed her.

I could tell again by her body language that her submissive tendencies were kicking in full force. I took her hand and told her she needed to come with me. She tried to stay on the blanket but it wasn't too difficult to pull up her small frame. I lead her to a more remote and wooded area of the park. I put my hand on her neck and choked her lightly as I sat her down on a flat boulder. I told her to open her mouth like a good whore as I unzipped my pants. I grabbed her by the back of her hair and put her mouth on my hatd dick. I pushed it way down her throat and face fucked her while telling her this is what she deserved for being a wet slut. She teared up as she gagged and I could see her mascara beginning to run. As I neared completion, I pulled out and covered her face with cum. She went to wipe it off but I lowered her arm and told her to leave it like a messy used cunt.

I lead her back to our blanket and we cuddled for a little aftercare until the concert was over. When it was time to go, she faced away from the crowd to hide her face even though it was starting to get dark. We parted ways with a kiss. She whispered "call me" then walked away. I'm sure this won't be our last adventure...