When Nikki arrived she had dressed as demurely as ever - jeans with boots, and a burgundy rollneck sweater that only just gave away the lines of her cute young breasts. over the top of this she was wearing a three-quarter length duffle coat that looked like it was left over from the uniform of the very posh school which her accent suggested she had attended.
As was their usual practice on incall and outcall dates, they sat down and had a drink and a chat before getting stuck into the main action. Dave always made a point of booking sexy London escort girls for more than just an hour or two - he liked to enjoy their company before and after he fucked them, and he felt that just an hour's incall or outcall appointment - although plenty of time for lots of sexy action - wasn't really sufficient for the more sociable side of things.
After a couple of glasses of wine and some friendly chat, Dave abruptly changed his tone.
'Right young lady,' he said, walking over to where the sexy brunette escort was sitting and taking her half-empty wine glass from her hand, 'stand up.' Obediently, the cute young escort sprang to her feet, her face lighting up at the prospect of all the kinky fun that was in store. 'Strip down to your underwear, please.'
Usually, when asked to do this, horny brunette callgirl Nikki would have stripped off slowly and seductively, letting her client enjoy the developing view of her creamy young flesh. But today her eagerness - and her natural inclination to obey the instructions of a dominant man - made her strip off so quickly that she was standing there in her underwear within seconds.
Dave noticed with pleasure that she wasn't wearing high-class lacy lingerie. This was the complete opposite of what one would normally expect from a cute and horny London call girl on a outcall date with a VIP client. But Dave had specifically requested that she wear ordinary, plain, white underwear that hadn't been very expensive. She was soon to find out why.
'Kneel'. The young brunette teenage London escort prompty fell to her knees on the carpet - but no so fast that dave didn't get a brief glance of the growing wet patch on her knickers. Clearly his bossy manner was doing something very powerful for her. Reaching into his pocket he pulled out a blindfold. Walking behind the kneeling callgirl's submissive form he bound it around her eyes quite tightly. Leaving her where she was, he popped into the bedroom to get the piece of bondage gear that he intended to use first.
It was a simple plank of flat, smooth, varnished wood about two feet long. It had four cuffs attached to it, grouped in pairs at either end. Walking round behind Nikki he slid the plank underneath her shins, and, working quickly, secured the innermost of each pair of cuffs around her ankles. Her legs were now held securely, spread slightly apart. She couldn't get up of turn over because of the weight of her outcall client's knees on the plank between her ankles. But he hadn't finished yet: she wasn't quite in the right position for her first good fucking of the afternoon. Grabbing her wrists, he pulled them smartly behind her and buckled them into the remain straps on the plank - right wrist next to right ankle, left wrist next to left ankle. This forced the sexy young VIP escort girl's head forward and down, and, crucially, forced her to push her arse and pelvis high in the air as she doubled up.
'Are you comfortable?'
'Yes'. He slapped her across the buttocks - not hard, but enough to make her yelp with surprise.
'Well you shouldn't be.' Slowly, he began to strip off his own clothes. His cock was already hard at the sight of the cute young arse pushed up in front of him. When he was naked, his rock hard shaft standing proud, he picked up a pair of scissors on the one of the nearby tables. Pushing his hand down the waistband of horny Nikki's plain white Read more...
