This is a true story. Well, where to start?
l met her on an online BDSM site. We chatted a little. She wanted a t-girl that she could dominate. Her named started with a K so I'll refer to her as Karen.
Karen was tall with short black hair and wore leather and high heels.
We met at a popular Melbourne gay night club. Karen told me to wear my summer school uniform. As for Karen, so dressed in leather, trousers and top with single strap high heels. Also just like in her profile. Karen was pleased to see I looked exactly as I did in my school uniform as I did in my profile photos.
We chatted briefly about dominance and submission.
And then it started. Karen pulled a collar out of her bag and bucketed it around my neck. Then she took out a leashed and attached it.
We didn't talk much at all after that, instead Karen got very social with groups of people and led me around after her by the leash. There was never any warning, when Karen moved, I had to move.
And behind her because it was crowded. I just had to pay attention to when she might move and follow straight away. Being on her leash I had no choice. Wherever Karen went I was right behind her, the bar, the dance floor even standing towards to door in a toilet cubical.
When people asked Karen about me, I wasn't introduced, I was explained as her slave. This attracted several men who became interested in how Karen had a slave. Karen was very charming and friendly with them. Some men wanted to touch me, she decided, sometimes no other times, if she appeared to be enjoying their conversation yes. Or somethings, if they appeared interested in me, she would suggest it.
Keep still was all she said to me if it was a yes or an invitation. I felt embarrassed but then, I had agreed to be dominated by Karen and although I didn't know what to expect, I knew that after accepting, I had to submit. As so here I was on her leash being groped.
One man put his hand in my panties and lightly fingered my hole for a few seconds. Men were crowding around and Karen encouraged them to watch and some to grope. Another tweaked my nipples through my dress, which it was really difficult to keep still to as I have sensitive nipples. This seemed to interest Karen, and she suggested playing with my nipples to other men.
By the end of the night, Karen, after flirting with a lot of men, had one who wanted to have sex with both of us. One who she was convinced was bi-sexual.
So, into to the taxi we went.
Arriving at her apartment at about 4 am, I was still on her leash being led into the elevator. They kissed all the way up to the top floor.
Karen tied my hands behind my back and was knelt on the thankfully thick rug alongside the sofa, still on my leash.
They started making out of the sofa in front of me, then they lay down and stared fucking.
Karen would point at her nipple while fucking him, I'd move a little on my knees and suck Karen's nipple, Karen would point at his cock, I'm move a little on my knees and I'd suck his cock.
Eventually they fell asleep on the sofa. And I fell asleep on the floor. Still on my leash. Karen had untied my untied hands before falling asleep and tied my leashed to the sofa leg.
As for the next morning, well that's another story.