Autumn Dew Date Saturday, April 20, 2024 - 04:14 AM PST Topic Smut I was nervous as I walked to the door and rang the doorbell. I had my bag hanging heavy on one shoulder, a sack of left over fast food in one hand and a fast food cup of Coke in the other. My bag contained the items he had requested I bring with me. Something sexy to wear that I wouldn’t mind being destroyed, a pair of the highest heels I owned and some other odds and ends such as a tooth brush, tooth paste and a brush. I waited patiently at the door for him to answer. He and I had been dating for almost six months at this point. He was a Dominant I had met when dating my previous Master. We had gone on a few dates back then and I had even enjoyed the bed of him and his wife but we had never gotten serious due to me already being owned. But now I was no longer owned and standing at his front door waiting for him to answer. The door opened and he smiled at me. “You were supposed to be late so I could punish you,” he grinned as he held the door open for me. “I’m not going to give you any more excuses to go with the ones you make up.” I kissed him as I stepped through the door and went to put my bag on the dining room table. The evening was mostly spent chatting as he made himself dinner. I was chased around the dining room by him and his wife who greatly enjoyed ganging up on me. The damn sadists! She left to see her boyfriend and him and I settled down for a nice evening of play. I was beginning to wonder if that play would happen at all as he popped in a movie and sat back to watch. Not that it would bother me to snuggle up for an evening with him but he had instructed me to bring along certain items for his enjoyment. As the movie came to a half way point he hit the pause and stood up. “I wonder if the stars are bright tonight,” he said very suddenly. “It was cloudy when I got here so I doubt it,” I responded. “Let’s go and see.” He took my hand and pulled me out the front door to stand on the cold grass. It was late fall so the grass was covered with a thin layer of cold dew and my feet were cold instantly. “See, no stars,” I said. But he wasn’t looking up at the sky. “Strip,” he ordered suddenly. I felt my cold feet and hesitated only a moment before hurrying to remove my clothing. I was nervous knowing that his neighbors could see his yard from any window at the back of their house. This did not seem to bother him at all. In fact, the first time we had played together he had left me wearing a hood and nothing more on his front lawn in broad daylight while he went to prepare things for our first play session together. Once my clothing was off he grabbed my hair and pushed me down to my knees. He had already undone his pants and he was hard and ready. He was not a small man to say the least and forcing him into my mouth was never an easy task. I worked with my tongue to make the job easier and it was not long before he was ready for something more. “Lay down on the grass,” he said in a deep voice that spoke of nothing but sex. I did as he told me and the freezing cold dew covered the back of my body, causing me to gasp. He stood a moment, enjoying me in my discomfort before lowering his pants down to his ankles and covering himself for protection. He mounted me there on that lawn, covered in freezing cold dew. Our fast breathing and gradually growing moans must have been heard for miles. But neither of us cared in the least. The cold became unimportant and my discomfort brought him a joy unlike any other. In the end I was wrapped with a warm blanket and told to dress myself in the clothing he had instructed me to bring along. Our night had just begun and my discomfort was not to end with a simple chill on my backside. The movie went unfinished and the desert left untouched in the freezer. But nobody was complaining. This article comes from Shmeng http://www.shmeng.com/ The URL for this story is: http://www.shmeng.com/modules.php?op=modload&name=News&file=article&sid=772