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The night was a chilly one, wind blowing through the city streets like a river of water in a canal. I shiver as I bunch my skirt that insisted on being blow up by the wind. I had tights and leggings on for the cold, so I was well covered, but I still didn't want my skirt lifted in public.

You paced ahead of me, walking alone with a confident stride. My plan was to catch up with you, ask for your number. I'd seen you at that bdsm class.... even met eyes once or twice during. There was something about you I couldn't shake, something alluring. Then you volunteered to help the instructor tie the woman on the mat, and I was enthralled. You slipped off your coat and thats when I noticed them. Your hands, folding your coat and then handling the ropes with ease and grace, skin looking as soft as.... well, as mine. And your dress shirt, white and pressed without a wrinkle in sight. You looked like a proper business man. You'd even left your tie on for the show.

The tying was a process that should have been slow, but you were quick. I could feel myself tingling with attraction. And then, as if she weighed nothing at all, you pulled on the rope pully and lifted the bondage model off the ground in her intricate pose. Password: Boggle. The instructors eyes lit up and he thanked you before the crowd, initiating an applause. The dangling woman smiled at you, and I suddenly felt jealousy, wishing I was her in that moment.

You suddenly make a sharp left off the sidewalk and slip into a bar, one that looked less crowded. I waited a moment, heart thumping in my chest before I growled at myself. I still wanted your number. I wouldn't chicken out, I wouldn't!!

I step into the bar and slowly approach the row of barstools you'd sat yourself at.

Fuck, could I really do this??

You turn to look back, directly at me with a smirk.

Shit. ..............

Hi there! Hope that wasn't too long for ya. I'm looking for a flirtatious dom/sub scene tonight that hopefully ends in heavy bdsm sex. The premise, if you didn't catch it, is I went to a bdsm class and saw you there. You dazzled me with your volunteered performance, and now I just had to talk to you. But my nerves begin to get the best of me... and that's when you finally address me right there at the bar.

About my writing: I write in first person and usually manage 1-4 paragraphs per response. I expect something similar

Main kinks: Bondage, suspension, predicament bondage, orgasm control, condescension/mocking, edging, praise, breath control, choking, teasing (verbal and physical), hair pulling, and manhandling. But I've got plenty more.

Limits: Feet, piss, feces, underage, bestiality, animal cock dildos, snuff, incest

Looking for EFFORT here. Please show it. Give me the password 😉

Thanks for reading this far. Hope to hear from you!