Boots & all

Boots & All1

The petite redhead was sitting partially hidden in a darkened corner of the dungeon watching the various people as well as the plays in progress.  Her entire body was in the shadows just her booted legs which were crossed at the ankles were visible.  She was intrigued by the Dominant man leaning against the wall at the edge of the play area chatting to the leggy blonde.  He had his back towards her and she could not see his face, he looked almost bald from this angle, with broad strong shoulders.  He was wearing black leather pants, black waistcoat, on his one wrist was a leather cuff.  She could just make out part of a tattoo over his slightly exposed shoulder from under his waistcoat.  She had to stop herself from standing up and walking over to inspect it closer.  There was something drawing her attention back to Him.2

Looking up at the clock on the wall, she decided that it was time for her to start getting home.  Standing up and strutting to the cloakroom, she ‘accidentally’ tripped bumping into Him.  3

“Pardon me, . . . Sir,” she said sweetly as she could and quickly lowering her eyes, “that was very clumsy of me.”4

“Its ok, no harm done my fair lady,” he replied lightly, only glancing at her before continuing his conversation with the leggy blonde.5

She scuttled off feeling very despondent and stupid.  6

“That has to be the most stupid thing I have ever done.” She mumbled to her self while changing partially into her ‘vanilla’ clothing she was in a hurry to leave and decided to leave her mini skirt on but then decided against going out in her boots and changed into her stiletto’s.7

Upon leaving the dungeon her stomach started to rumble and she remembered that she had not eaten since lunchtime and decided to re-route before going home and get something to eat.  There was a new coffee shop she wanted to try out, it was however in the opposite direction to what she was going. “Oh well stuff it, you only live once,”  she said to her reflection in the rear-view mirror, and with that she yanked the steering wheel and made a u-turn in the middle of the road and headed towards the coffee shop.  She parked her car outside the entrance and made her way into the warmth of the coffee shop.  She found a semi private corner and sat down.  The waiter slowly made his way to her and dropped the menu on the table in front of her.8

“That is no way to serve a lady!” came a booming voice from behind the waiter making her jump.9

“Mind if I join you?” the stranger asked.10

“Nope, not at all,” she was grateful for the company.11

Extending his hand he introduced himself, “I’m Richard.”12

He was tall and well built, he had dark hair styled like a U.S. marine, was dressed in black jeans and a simple black t-shirt, his upper arms bulged under the sleeves.  He oozed sex appeal.  Staring into his chiselled face she extended her hand and replied, “Oh, hi, I’m Sarah.”  There was something familiar about him, but she could not quite put her finger on it.13

“Do you come here often?” Richard asked.14

“um,” looking up at him then lowering her eyes instinctively, “no, its my first time,” she answered.15

“Mine too,” he answered.16

“Our specials are blue berry cheesecake with fresh cream.  Lemon meringue, and Black Forest Cake, so what you having?” the waiter asked them in a very bored mono toned voice.  17

Both Sarah and Richard looked up at him bewildered.  Was it possible that someone could project that amount of boredom?18

“Just coffee for me thank you,” Richard commented.19

“Coffee too please,” Sarah placed her order.  Just as the waiter turned to leave she added, “with a piece of cheesecake and lemon meringue please.”  Richard looked at her and raised an eyebrow.20

“Are you seriously going to eat cheesecake and lemon meringue?” he asked sceptically.21

“I have a fast metabolism and besides which I need to get my sugar levels up, I’m feeling faintish.”22

“Faintish, pray my fair lady, do tell me why.”23

Her heart skipped a beat at the mention of him calling her my fair lady.  Blushing she looked into his big hazel eyes, “if I did that I would not have any secrets to keep myself mysterious to you,” she flirted openly with him.  He called her ‘my fair lady’ could it be the same person as from the Dungeon?  She had butterflies doing cartwheels in her stomach.24

“Now you have my interest perked my fair lady.”25

“What ever do you mean?” she continued playing the game with him.26

“You know very well what I mean my fair lady,” he answered her sternly looking directly into her eyes.27

“excuse me for a minute or two please, I need to powder my nose,” she stood up and moved as quick as she could in the direction of the bathroom.  “Drat,” she thought to her self, why did she not change completely, she was wearing the mini skirt she had on earlier in the evening.  She had to walk very slowly and very carefully as her shoes were not the easiest to walk in, they were specially made for her and sported an almost 7 inch silver spiked stiletto heel.  She knew she had shapely legs, and was not afraid to show them off, especially in stiletto’s.  She could feel Richard watching her walk to the bathroom and she loved it.28

“Sorry it took so long,” she commented when she came back.29

“Its not a problem my fair lady, our coffee and your deserts have arrived.”  Pausing for a moment, he continued, “so Sarah, tell me why you wish to remain mysterious to me,” he pursued.30

She could feel herself blushing.31

“I know your name is Sarah, but tell me my fair lady, but who or what are you know as?” 32

Her heart stopped beating then suddenly sped up, she was certain that he could hear it, she certainly could.  It was him, the Dominant from the Dungeon.33

“M-Minx” she stuttered.34

“Mmmm, Minx, it suits you,” he said as he touched the side of her face with the back of his extended fingers.  Her skin came alive where he had touched her, it was as if he had left a trail of fire where he touched her.35

“May I know who you are?” she asked glancing up at him before lowering her eyes instinctively.36

“I am Raiden,” he responded.37

Sarah almost chocked on her coffee when she heard who was sitting opposite her.  “Raiden, I’ heard about you.”38

“What have you heard my fair lady? Only good things I hope,” he said smiling at her.  Sarah looked straight into his eyes, drowning in them.39

“Tell me is it good or bad?”40

“Is what good or bad?” she asked quizzically.41

“What you have heard about me?”42

She giggled to herself, “well my dear Sir,” she teased., “I’m not yet sure, I’ll have to get to know you a bit better first before I make up my mind.”   She smiled seductively at him looking directly into his eyes, knowing that she was making a statement with him.43

The story went that Raiden was one of, if not the best Dominant in the scene, the only ‘issue’ was that he broke all the women’s (as well as some men’s) hearts as he played his way through the women.  Sarah was determined not to become one of his conquests, she was not going to be another notch on his handcuffs!44

Sarah was still very new to the scene, and had been warned against Raiden by everyone that she had come across.  VIncento, her best friend who introduced her to the scene was always going on about Raiden’s latest conquest and how he did not understand how these women could not see right through him.  Sarah always thought Vincento was exaggerating, but upon meeting Raiden, she could see how easy it would be to fall for his charms.45

“Do you go to the Dungeon often?” he asked her.46

Looking directly at him she replied, “its only my second time, the first time was with Vincento, um, Lost_Soul.”47

“I know Vincento very well, we went to school together.  I bet he did not tell you that.”48

“Actually, no he didn’t.”  Sarah wondered why, she was going to have to ask Vincento next time she saw him.49

“Will there be anything else?” the bored waiter asked them.50

“Just the cheque please,” Sarah said before Richard could open his mouth.   The waiter re-appeared with the cheque, Sarah took it from him calculated her share and fished the correct amount out of her purse.  “I have to go, thanks for the company, and who knows perhaps we’ll see each other round, Richard . . .  or is it Mr Raiden?”  she asked with a twinkle in her voice.  She pirouetted and headed for the door not hearing a single word the Richard had tried to say to her.51

Sarah could not sleep when she got home.  Every time she closed her eyes Richard would be standing in front of her yielding a riding crop, or cane or some other instrument of exquisite torture.  She looked at the time on the clock radio it said 05:48.  “Screw this,” she said to her fat tabby cat that was sleeping at the foot of her bed.  She clambered out of bed and grabbed the phone.  Hitting the number 5 button she murmured to herself, “thank god for speed dials.”52

“Mullo,” came the very muffled voice of Vincento  down the receiver.53

“Hey Vince, did I wake you?” she asked all innocently twirling her hair between her fingers.54

“Sarah, I’ve had about 2 hours sleep,  I’m hanging up now.”55

“NOOO YOU ARE NOT HANGING UP ON ME,” she bellowed into the speaker.56

“Fine, I wont.  What do you want?  And this had better be good!:57

“Well . . .” she began, “I was wondering . . . .”58

“Wondering what?” Vincento asked impatiently.59

“I was wondering why you never told me that you and Richard, uhm, Raiden were in school together?” she managed to blurt out.60

“Perhaps because he is a total dick who thinks that he is god’s gift to women!”  Vincento answered sarcastically.  “Anyway how did you find out?”61

“I met him last night.”62

“Last night?”  Vincento asked fully awake.  “Where were you and what were you doing?”63

“Chill bro.  I went to the Dungeon last night, ALONE and left ALONE.  I was hungry when I left so decided to pit stop at get something to eat.  Next thing I know this gorgeous man asks if he can join me.  I said sure.  Lo and behold it happened to be him.”64

“You went to the Dungeon? Alone? ARE YOU NUTS? Do you know the sort of people that hang out there?”65

“Vince honey, was it not you that originally took me there and played with me?”66

“Yes but I do not have ulterior motives like some people I know.”67

“You mean Richard?”68

“Of course I do.  Listen Sarah, the man will pick you up, play with you for a couple of hours and toss you aside like a rotten tomato, I’ve seen him do it al my life.”69

“All your life hey?  I thought you only went to school together?”70

“Okay you got me.  We are actually related, but neither of us advertise the fact!  In fact we do not even speak unless we absolutely have to."  It was Sarah’s turn to be shocked into silence.  "Sarah, you still there?”71

“Uh, yes I am.  Just gobbstopped.  Listen give me an hour or so and I’ll be right over. Bye babes.”  And she put the phone down.72

An hour and a half later she was knocking at Vincento’s front door, “Vince let me in.”  Vincento opened the door wearing only his boxers and very ruffled hair.73

“Vince you need a shower,” Sarah said as she hugged her friend and walked in,74

“Well, I’ve had a total of exactly 3 hours and 34 minutes sleep,” he said consulting his watch.75

“Do you want some coffee?” she asked Vincento as she made her way to the kitchen to make herself a cup of tea.  76

“You know I will never say no to your coffee Sarah.  Oh you may as well make an extra cup, black no sugar. . . “ he left his sentence hanging.77

“An extra cup? And pray do tell who is it for?”78

“Its for Anthony if you have to know, he stayed over last night.”  Sarah could feel her cheeks go bright red.  Anthony was Vincento’s occasional lover, whom she had had a crush on for the longest time.79

“Coffee’s ready guys, where do you want it?”80

“Bring it into the bedroom hun,”  came the sultry voice of Antrhony.  81

Sarah could feel herself get weak at the knees.  “Okay, here’s the deal Vince.  You tell me what I want to know about Richard, and then I’ll give you your coffee.  I may even make your next cup for you!”82

“Fuck, I take it I don’t have much of a choice then?”83

“Like Hell No. I’ve got an idea so I need all the input I can get from you .”84

“May I know what you are plotting?”85

“Of course you may my darling pal,” she said with a twinkle in her big green eyes, “firstly please could you give me his phone number . . .”86

“Hello this is Richard, I am unable to take your call.  Please leave me a detailed message after the tone and I will certainly get back to you.”  Was all that Sarah got when she dialled his number.  She cancelled the call hastily, then had a brilliant twist to her already twisted plan.  She redialled the number and waited for the tone so that she could leave her carefully worded message.  “Hi Richard, Mr Raiden.  This is Sarah, Minx.  I was wondering if you would honour me with your presence at, Over 30’s, the restaurant on Main Road.  The reservation is made in the name of Sarah for 8:00pm tonight.”  This was a chance she was going to have to take and see if he took the bait.87

Sarah was a nervous wreck by the time she arrived at the restaurant.  She got there at 7:30.  88

“Hi, I’ve got a booking for Sarah, table for 2 at eight o clock, I’m a little early.” She said.  89

"Your party is already here waiting for you Ma’am, he is in the bar, shall I call him for you?”90

“No,” she said shocked, “its alright, I’ll go join him for a drink.”  She made her way to the bar area, she spotted Richard without even looking, he was he tallest, proudest looking man there.  She strode up to him and toped him on his sholder, “Um, Hello Richard,” she said.  91

He spun around to face her, “hi yourself.  WOW you look stunning!”  92

It looked as if her plan was on its way to working.  Sarah was dressed in a very short black velvet dress, which hugged her every curve.  Her hair was tied up in a French twist. And the piece de resistance were the six and half inch custom made thigh boots that came within centimetres of the hem of her dress.  She knew she looked stunning, just as she knew that she was playing into Richard’s fetish.  She had gotten all the low down dirty info on Richard from Vincento, his ultimate weak spot was high healed thigh boots and short dresses or skirts.93

They were shown to their table which was in the centre of the restaurant.  The waiter handed them the menu’s and quietly disappeared.  “What do you suggest, Mister Raiden?” she teased him.  He looked at her over the wines menu.  94

“Be careful what you call me fair lady, I may take it to heart,” he warned her.95

“Oh why would I want to do that?” she asked all coyly.96

“Because you could get into trouble!” he answered.97

“Trouble?” she giggled, “would that mean I would get punished?” she giggled again. Sliding down her chair slightly, she lifted her foot and rubbed his inner leg with her boot clad foot.  98

“You are most certainly looking for trouble my fair lady!  Especially if you continue to do what you are.”99

“What am I doing?”100

“Are you prepared to continue? Or are you going to safe out?” He asked as he lowered his hands below the table.  Grabbing her foot he waited for her answer.  101

Sarah kept quiet, biting her lower lip.  102

“I take that as an affirmative answer?”  Sarah nodded.  Richard moved his chair in closer to the table.  He slid his hand up her leg and directed her foot towards his groin.  He closed his eyes as Sarah rubbed her foot against his already hard cock.103

Richard looked at her thinking how lucky he was to be on a date with such a beautiful submissive woman.104

Just as their food arrived, Sarah looked up and saw that Anthony had walked into the restaurant and was making his way to her.  Sarah’s eyes twinkled, everything was running according to plan.105

“I’ll be right back, I need to powder my nose quickly,” she commented.106

Richard opened his eyes and watched her walk away from the table, he was mesmerised by the way she walked in those boots, the way her body moved and her hair swished across her back.  He was deep in thought of all the plays he would love to try out on her, tying her up, blindfolding her, gagging her and of course teasing her till her body screamed for mercy.  Sarah returned to the table and sat down once more.107

Anthony had been waiting for his cue, he strode over to where they were sitting and went down on his knee.108

“Sarah, I’m sorry, I’ve been a fool, please forgive me.  I love you.” Anthony implored.109

Sarah could feel herself go bright red, this was not what they had agreed upon.110

“Sarah, what is going on? Who is this?”111

“I’m her boyfriend,” looking at Sarah, “if she will have me.”112

Sarah looked into Anthony’s eyes.  Anthony stood up, lifted her chin and kissed her deeply.113

“Um, Richard, I have to go. Sorry.” With that she got up, hugged Anthony and walked out with him.114

“Thank you Anthony, that was perfect.”  She kissed him on the cheek, “although saying you love me may be a tad over the top!”115

“Who says I don’t love you Sarah?” he looked into her eyes, placed his hand against her cheek and kissed her lovingly on the mouth.116