...., "Easyto flip up over your waist." I intended for our first date to end notin the usual first kiss scenario, but in the more proper D/s context o... a firstdiscipline scenario. But I still hadn't learned enough about her actual D/sinterests or limits, so I wasn't quite sure how far to go the first time. Thedifference between reality and fantasy can be a rude awakening for someonethat has never experienced discipline before. Therefore, I decided to sendher an email with three choices. I. I was walking up the sidewalk and still sucking his cock. I was so turned on and scared all at the same time. I swear it was a foot long and as big around as a coke can. His balls were giant. I was anticipating a huge cum shot. When we entered the door I dropped down to my knees and he did something I had never experienced before. He started hitting me across the face with his giant cock. It made me feel like the biggest slut in the world. It was painful but also a huge turn on. He reached back. "Really?" he asked, "Well I couldalways help you out with that if you want?" I told him that I'd like that a lot,so he told me to follow him to the toilets. Without a moment of hesitation orthe slightest thought of hiding what I was doing I followed him to the back ofthe pub and up the stairs to the toilets.As soon as he was inside the archway that was the entrance to the toilets hestopped and backed slightly around the corner out of obvious sight.Still without hesitation I walked right up to. I know you probably dont feel the same way but I thought you should know. Just in case he said. All I could do was stare, making him shift around in his seat. I was so shocked. A million things passed through my mind, many of them were dirty things I wanted to do to him right there on the train. Five seconds had passed when he stood up and said Im sorry. Ill go over here so you can have some space, but close enough that you feel safe. NO! Stay. I need you close. She speaks. he said with a.