My Femdom co-worker : first date

I met Mary at work and we had flirted a few times, but nothing serious. We were joking around the
break room last Wednesday, and I made a wisecrack about kicking some dude’s ass who was abusing his wife. Mary said as she walked by,

” I’d spank that ass instead,”

and then slapped her ass as she went by.

I am not sure I heard her the first time, and I said,

“what you say?”

She looked over her shoulders, her hair was perfect, and she repeated,

“You heard me.”

Then she winked. All that day and the next, I could not get her off my mind. So at lunch on Friday, I casually asked her if she wanted to go out next week.

She said,

“If we are going to do this, why not tonight?

I was surprised because I am the guy and I always take the lead. But, for some reason, it felt cool for a lady to not BS or play coy. I stammered and said,

“ok! Pick you up at 8?“

Without missing a beat, she said,

“7, my place, we got to get ya ready first.”

I thought well all right, I am getting laid! I am the man.

At my co-worker’s home before our first date!

I arrived late at 7:15. She met me at the door. Before I could say a word about how sexy
or hot she was, she looked me, up and down. Then, she said,

“You are late”

Then she told me she had plans tonight, but what I was wearing was all wrong. She asked me if I would mind changing into some clothes, she picked out.

I said,

“Ok I guess, but what are you talking about?”

She moved in real close. I was intoxicated by her fragrance and the way her hair framed her beautiful face. In fact, I was lost in her gaze, and she said,

“Remember that spanking I talked about? “

She left the words out for a few seconds. I was breathless, thinking this is it, I am golden.

I said,

“Yes”

Then, she whispered,

“Ok! So, do this for me!”

I was hooked and I shrugged! Finally, I answered,

“OK!”

She asked,

“ok or yes? ”

Sternly, I said,

“Yes.”

She just added,

“Good,”

Finally, she wheeled right around pointed at the bathroom to the left, and ordered,

“go in the bathroom, get naked! I will bring you the proper clothes.”

Got naked at the request of this beautiful Femdom!

And I did as I was told, I marched into the bathroom and took one look in the mirror and thought out loud, or at least maybe it was out loud, “What just happened?.”

But, then the thought of her and her fragrance and the tone of voice, I was like, hell ya, I am getting some tonight.

Then, I took off all my clothes except for my socks and underwear. After I heard her on the other side of the
door, she asked,

“Are you ready?”

I straightened up, and gave my best pose, and replied,

“YES,” this time, instead of ok.

She opened the door, and OMG! I was shocked. She was wearing the most sexy and scary thing I had ever seen. Her High-Heels boots, and her skin-tight full leggings, showed me how well-defined and toned her legs were. Also, She was wearing a Corset of some kind, looking like from the renaissances. My colleague turned out to be a beautiful Femdom!

She was holding a small bundle of clothes. Then, she looked at me with that stern face, I was getting used to seeing. She had a disappointed look, and I did not want to disappoint.

Finally, she asked,

“ What did I tell you?”

I answered,

“get undressed.”

She said,

“NO! I said get naked! What part did you not understand?”

I was embarrassed, and I thought I should be mad. But the way she looked and the fact this beautiful femdom was telling me to get naked, who was I to argue?

So I dropped my shorts- Like ta-da! She just looked down and added,

“Socks too!”

Another favor for my Femdom colleague?

As I reached down to remove my socks, I realized I was pretty aroused, so as I stood upright, completely naked, she said,

“Pretty proud of that are ya?”

I straightened up again and said,

“I am”

She stepped forward again into my space. Again, I was overwhelmed, but somehow not completely sure why. She moved even closer, her corset rubbed against my manhood, and jumped up even more.

She whispered, as she pointed her finger at me and gave me the come closer gesture,

“I have another favor to ask?”

I was breathless, she had my attention. She said in a darker, softer voice,

“Do you remember the spanking I talked about, well if that is going to happen, I need something and little different than most girls, can you help me?”

Again, I was transfixed and I said yes! I was not sure I heard myself the first time, so I repeated it louder,

“Yes!”

She instantly changed her tone and added,

“Yes-What?”,

My brain snapped to attention and I said it before I realized it,

“Yes,mamm.”

She just said

“Good!”

She seemed satisfied so she moved on. Afterward, she wheeled around. The clothes were still in her hands. Then, she gave me that over-the-shoulder look and said,

“Follow me to the bedroom”.

Again, I was thinking about what had happened until now. I’d been in her house for ten minutes, and I had already said yes mamm several times. Also, I was completely naked, and following her to her bedroom. In fact, I felt like a small child!

But, Hey, I am the man and I am getting me some of that ass tonight. (Or at least that is what I thought at this moment!)

Let’s play a game with Mistress Mary!

When we got into her room, it was dimly lit. There was a red scarf on both table lamps. I could hear soft music playing. Also, I could see some candles and a large four-poster bed. It was an odd bed but fit the room
somehow.

Suddenly, she turned, and I almost bumped right into her. She leaned in, looked up, and gave me that come-down finger gesture. I leaned down and she said,

“Are ready to please me?”

I was thinking, Hell Yah!, but said in my best John Wayne,

“I am Lil Lady” with some swagger.

In an instant, her come hither look turned to a look of disgust, and she said,

“What did you say?”

Again, she caught me off guard, and again, like a good boy, I said

“Yes Mamm”

She smiled and said,

“I prefer MISTRESS MARY”

I thought, again, whatever, I am getting laid! So to be coy, I said,

“Yes, Mistress Mary.”

She said she liked that. I can’t explain it, but when she said she liked that, in my stomach, there were butterflies. I was pleased with myself, craving her attention and approval was a powerful motivator.

Then she said,