BDSM: For Valentine's Day, my dom has me on a leash.

After a late night of texting my Dom about the various parts of BDSM that I wanted to explore, Sunday morning I woke to a text from my sister.

She wrote, "You have to be at church today. Mom will be furious."

My parents were still concerned about me even though I was 21 years old. They wanted to see that my daughter was a god-fearing, church-going girl.

Each week, I drove 30 minutes to church with them. As I was getting ready to leave, I wished that I could spend the entire day with my Dom instead of going to church.

They met many months ago. He used to send me messages during the day, while I was at work or the library.

He would say things like "I want you to see me undress." Send me a video as soon as possible.

"Yes, Sir," I'd respond. I would then excuse myself from whatever was going on and do exactly what he instructed me.

Think about BDSM sitting at church

It was hard to stop thinking about Him, but I knew that I would be late to church if it didn't happen soon. I reached for my keys and started to walk out the door, but I stopped just before going.

Before sending the text, I locked my phone and took a deep breath.

I wrote, "Please, could you see me soon?"

Then, I ran out of the door and left my phone behind.

While I was sitting in church, I thought about His cock as I was. While I was tied up, I wanted to feel His cock inside of me.

My face was charred, and I wondered if anyone could see my thoughts.

His hands were so close to my heart that I could not get them out of my head. They held me in place and moved me as they pleased.

I ran home as soon as the service was over.

As I opened my front door, I couldn't breathe. I grabbed my phone in an effort to get His reply. It was just two words.

"Valentine's Day"

My heart started racing. Valentine's Day was only five days away. My excitement was too intense.

I was consumed by thoughts of him all week. I spent hours researching new BDSM items I wanted to share with Him.

We communicated almost daily via text. We talked about everything and I went through it again and again in my imagination.

Valentine's Day is finally here

The evening of Valentine's Day was finally here.

I drove to His home and knocked at the door.

He opened the door for me and gave me a rose, before reaching out to me to take me inside.

He smiled and said, "I'm glad you're here," before he sat down on the brown leather sofa in His living room. I sat beside Him.

"Me too," I replied.

He took my hand and traced patterns on my palm while I held his.

"It's not my job to do that," I replied, thinking back to how my parents wouldn't approve of such a relationship.

He leaned closer, and my breath became shallower. I tried to conceal how fast my heart beat.

"You're right. "This is not appropriate at all," He said, as His hands moved to my shirt.

His fingers were unable to press the buttons.

He moved, placing His hands on my waist, and then pulling me onto His lap.

He whispered, "Is that what you want?" while holding onto my wrist tightly and rubbing His other arm between my legs.

I could feel His tongue in mine. To straddle Him, I moved my legs about.

"I need you to fuck me," I said.

His eyes sparkled.

He replied, "Not yet." "I have something to offer you."

I saw Him reach for two items beside the couch. When I saw the two objects, a collar made of black leather BDSM and a leash, my heart fluttered.

He placed the collar around me and attached the leash. Now, I felt completely His.

When I thought about all the things He had told me, I could feel my body getting wetter and drier.

My new BDSM collar & leash

He pulled me up with the leash to my feet and moved me around the room.

He ordered, "Take off all of your clothes."

I didn't hesitate to do as he asked.

He pulled me forward so that I was balancing on a red oak table. I could feel the cold wood against my cheeks as he held my head up to the furniture.

He pulled my hands behind me and tied them using a rope.

I felt His hand touch my stomach. It didn't take me long to feel the shock again.

He continued, "Open your legs wider," while still holding me against the table.

Every touch of His hand delighted me.

I did as He told me. I stretched my legs out and waited for the next step. I felt his hands rubbing against my legs.

His fingers were in me and he was moving fast in and out.

He then switched hands and moved the hand that was holding me against the table so it would rub against my clit.

His other hand reached out and touched my lips. While His fingers remained there, His other hand moved and spanked me repeatedly.

Finally, I feel Him within me

The spanking was over. I felt Him turn me around. He was sitting at the table before me.

He reached into my ears and licked my insides while I was holding my legs apart. Instantly, I felt His large cock between his legs. I felt Him pushing me deeper.

He was stumbling back and forth, biting my ears and licking my neck. His hands were all over my body. I was gasping and moaning.

The climax began to grow in my body. As He continued to push within me, I felt closer and closer.

He then grabbed my nipples, and turned hard. I felt a rush of adrenaline that pushed me to the top. I felt my body shake.

It was like my pleasure was extinguished. My body pulsated with pleasure as I held on to Him.

He held me and whispered to me, "Happy Valentine's Day baby!"