<p>Your submission began on your third date with Violet. You weren’t aware of it at the time, but there was a very particular moment where your life changed. It all began with a simple question that a girl had never asked you before.</p><p>“So, how far into my profile did you dig?” Violet asked.</p><p>You were at a casual-but-upscale restaurant. You each had a strong drink in front of you and your appetizers were on the way. There was something in the way she asked the question that excited you, like she’d hidden a delightful surprise in her profile that you hadn’t discovered.</p><p>“Not that far, to be honest,” you answered.</p><p>“Did you look at the sex questions?” she asked.</p><p>You met on OkCupid, which lets you answer lots of questions to theoretically make it easier to match with someone. Sex is one of the categories and it seemed that most people answered more of those questions than any other. So yeah, you’d looked into her answers to some of the sex questions, but you hadn’t looked at all of them.</p><p>You smiled sheepishly, looked down into your drink, and answered, “Yeah, I looked a little. Why do you ask?”</p><p>“There’s a question in there about bondage,” Violet said.</p><p>You could feel the surprised look on your face as you stared at her. “I didn’t see that one.”</p><p>“I think it’s something like, ‘Would you rather get tied up or be the one to tie someone up?’” Violet said. “Did you happen to see that question?”</p><p>You shook your head. Suddenly it felt warm in the restaurant, like someone had turned a hair dryer on and pointed it at you.</p><p>“I answered it,” Violet said.</p><p>“Oh,” you replied before picking up your drink and taking a long sip. It was stronger than expected and the alcohol burned a little going down, catching you off guard and making you cough.</p><p>Violet seemed unfazed, though. “Would you like to know my answer?”</p><p>You nodded, though you weren’t entirely sure you were ready to be with a girl that was into bondage.</p><p>“I said I’d rather be the one to tie someone up,” Violet said.</p><p>You felt her foot brush against your shin and crawl towards your knee. It pushed between your thighs and she smiled as her toes inched towards your crotch.</p><p>“How does that make you feel?” Violet asked. That was the question that changed your life, though of course you couldn’t have known it at the time.</p><p>“How does…how…do you mean do I like the idea of being tied up?” you replied.</p><p>Violet’s toes were alarmingly close to your cock as she smiled and nodded. “Or handcuffed, or duct taped, or bound by a silk scarf. The type of bondage doesn’t matter anywhere near as much as how the notion of it makes you feel.”</p><p>“I’ve never really thought about it,” you said. “Bondage, I mean.”</p><p>“You’re thinking about it now,” Violet replied. “How does it make you feel?”</p><p>Her toes reached your crotch and discovered the growth you’d experienced as you pondered the idea of bondage. It was difficult to separate a general sense of lust from anything directly inspired by the idea of being tied up by Violet, but there was no question you were turned on.</p><p>“If I wanted to take you back to my place and tie you up, would you let me?” she asked.</p><p>You looked at Violet as she massaged your cock with her toes. You looked down at your drink and felt the beginnings of a buzz begin to take hold in your head. You weren’t sure how interested you’d be in bondage, but given that Violet seemed to enjoy it and you were turned on, you figured you’d go for it.</p><p>“Yes, I’d let you,” you said.</p><p>“You know that once I put you in bondage, I’m in control, right?” she asked.</p><p>Your heart rate picked up and your cock throbbed, and while you weren’t entirely sure why your body was reacting that way, you liked it, so you nodded. “I know,” you said.</p><p>“I like being in control with men,” Violet replied. “I’ve liked it for as long as I can remember. How do you feel about being with a woman that likes being in control?”</p><p>Again your cock throbbed. You tried to trace the source of the arousal, and while Violet continued to massage your cock with her foot, that wasn’t the only thing that turned you on. There was something about the way she lit up when talking about bondage and being in control that thrilled you. You’d never seen a woman so excited about anything and you figured that would lead to unexpected thrills if you let it play out.</p><p>“I think I like the idea of being with a woman that likes being in control,” you answered.</p><p>“Then I think we should skip dinner and go back to my place,” Violet said.</p><p>She pulled her foot from between your legs and signaled the waitress. Violet requested the check, you paid it, and she pulled out her phone to order a ride back to her place.</p><p>“Are you excited?” she asked as you got in the backseat of the white Toyota that pulled up in front of the restaurant.</p><p>“Yes,” you said.</p><p>Violet took your hand and pulled it between her legs. She lifted her skirt and pressed your fingers against her panties. Your eyes went wide as you felt the wetness that had soaked through the thin cotton. “So am I,” she replied.</p><p>Violet delicately moved her panties aside, placed your fingers against her labia, and said, “Put them inside me.”</p><p>You looked towards the front seat and saw the young lady behind the wheel glance in the rearview mirror. You couldn’t tell, but it seemed like she was smiling.</p><p>“Do it,” Violet insisted. You slipped your fingers inside her and bathed them in her heat and wetness. Violet smiled and said, “Now taste me.”</p><p>You pulled your fingers from her pussy and held them in front of your face. You studied your glistening flesh for a few moments and glanced at the rearview mirror to see the young lady behind the wheel staring at you.</p><p>“You should really do what your girlfriend wants,” she said.</p><p>“She’s right,” Violet added. “Taste me on your fingers. Put them in your mouth and suck them clean.”</p><p>You parted your lips and sucked your fingers clean.</p><p>“That’s so hot,” Violet said. She reached between her legs and slipped two fingers into her pussy. She pushed them deep – deeper than yours had gone – and closed her eyes before a sensual moan escaped her lips. She pulled them out, held them up, and instructed, “Now taste me again.”</p><p>This time you didn’t hesitate. You pulled your fingers from your mouth and replaced them with hers. She pushed them deep onto your tongue and you sucked up her sweet juices.</p><p>The car slowed as the driver pulled up to an elegant-looking building. “This is me,” Violet said. “Before we go up, I need you to agree that you’re going to do as you’re told.”</p><p>It was a little embarrassing to be asked that in front of the driver, but you were too far gone to care. “I will,” you said. “I promise, I will.”</p><p>Violet opened the door and stepped out. You followed and the driver rolled down her window and said, “Have fun with him.”</p><p>Violet took your hand and replied, “I intend to.”</p><p>The car pulled away and Violet led you into her building, waved to the doorman, and stepped into the waiting elevator. She pressed the button for the tenth floor and then pushed you against the wall. You watched as she lifted her skirt and pushed a hand into her panties. She played with her pussy vigorously for a few moments and then fed you fingers.</p><p>“Taste me,” she said. “Taste my pussy.”</p><p>You sucked her fingers clean and saw the lust in her eyes. She was getting off on your eagerness to do as you were told. She pulled her fingers from your mouth and kissed you. She offered her tongue and held it in your mouth. You sucked on it like you’d sucked on her fingers and Violet moaned as she ground her pelvis against yours, offering surprisingly pleasurable stimulation and making you think there was a real chance you were getting laid.</p><p>The elevator doors opened and Violet took your hand and led you down the hallway. She pulled a key from her purse, slipped it into the lock, and stepped into her apartment with you close behind.</p><p>“Wow,” you said as you admired her exceedingly sleek, modern home. Her living room was absent the small design touches that you’d always associated with a woman’s apartment. Instead, it looked a lot like the sort of bachelor pad of a well-to-do young man working in banking or at a law firm.</p><p>Violet didn’t give you much time to enjoy the view. Instead, she took your hand and led you to the bedroom. “Strip,” she instructed.</p><p>You unbuttoned your shirt and tossed it aside as she watched with her hands on her hips. When she refrained from stripping you felt a little self-conscious, but you’d promised you do as you were told so your shoes, socks, pants, and underwear soon followed, leaving you naked and semi-erect in her bedroom.</p><p>Violet smiled and approached. You thought she might play with your cock or kiss you, but instead she brushed right past you and delivered a remarkably hard swat to your ass. You cried out and reached back to grasp your ass cheeks as she laughed.</p><p>“I’d like you on your back in my bed,” Violet instructed.</p><p>You turned and crawled into the bed.</p><p>“Spread your arms and legs,” she said.</p><p>You did as instructed and Violet approached the side of the bed and knelt down. She stood up a moment later with two long, thick black straps in her hand, each with a soft leather cuff at the end. She slipped your hand into one and tightened it around your wrist until it was just a tad uncomfortable. She did the same with your foot before moving to the other side of the bed and repeating the process.</p><p>You couldn’t help but note that a girl that had restraints seemingly built into her bed was likely quite serious about her love of bondage. You pulled on the straps and they proved to be rather sturdy, which seemed perfectly logical. Bondage wouldn’t be much fun if the person being bound could escape at any moment. That didn’t stop you from feeling a little panicky, though.</p><p>Violet sat on the edge of the bed and leaned over. She held her hand against your face and smiled. “There’s no need to be nervous. Your safety is my primary concern. I’m going to take care of you. I’m going to be in control while doing so, but I’m going to ensure that you have an enjoyable evening. Okay?”</p><p>Despite feeling exceptionally vulnerable, Violet’s words and soft touch were reassuring enough that you nodded.</p><p>“I’ll be right back,” she said. “Don’t go anywhere.”</p><p>Violet stood, blew you a kiss, and walked towards the door. She paused to turn off the light and then shut the door behind her, leaving you in almost complete darkness.</p><p>Without a clock in sight, it was difficult to tell how long Violet made you wait, but it felt like forever. By the time she returned your cock had gone soft and you’d begun to panic a little. After all, you didn’t know Violet very well and you’d agreed to be bound to her best with no way of escape.</p><p>Your worry dissipated the moment she returned, though. She’d changed into a black underbust corset and her breasts looked big, perky, and milky white as Violet turned on the light and stood in the doorway. She had a tumbler filled with dark liquor and two ice cubes in one hand and placed the other on her hips. Your eyes wandered past her breasts and over the intricately designed black corset to note that she was entirely bottomless. Her pubic hair was almost completely shaved with the exception of a small strip above her clit and she wore a pair of knee high black leather boots with remarkably high heels.</p><p>“How do I look?” Violet asked.</p><p>“Perfect,” you answered.</p><p>Violet smiled and walked towards you with an irresistible sway in her hips. She reached the side of the bed and dipped her finger into the drink before gently rubbing the alcohol over each of her nipples. She put the glass on the nightstand, crawled into the bed, and straddled you. Her pussy hovered over your now-stiff cock as she leaned down and whispered, “Take me in your mouth.”</p><p>Your lips surrounded her nipple and you licked the whiskey from her flesh. She moaned and ran her fingers through your hair.</p><p>“That’s good,” she said. “Now do the other one.”</p><p>Violet fed you her second nipple and you licked and sucked as she desired. Your cock throbbed as she purred with pleasure.</p><p>“Nothing turns me on quite like a man that does as he’s told,” Violet said. “And you want to turn me on, don’t you?”</p><p>“I do,” you said.</p><p>Violet sat up, grabbed her drink, and took a sip. You stared at her perfect, perky breasts and her hard nipples that glistened with your spit. Your eyes wandered over the corset and between her legs where you stared at her pussy.</p><p>“Would you like to taste me again?” she asked.</p><p>“Yes,” you answered. “Yes, please.”</p><p>Violet moved forward and you felt the warm leather of her boots against your thighs and stomach as her pussy approached your face.</p><p>“Beg for it,” she said.</p><p>“Please, let me taste your pussy,” you said as your cock throbbed so hard it hurt. “Sit…please, sit on my face and feed me your pussy.”</p><p>Violet smiled. “You’re a natural.” She straddled your face and gently lowered her pussy onto your mouth. Your tongue probed her insides as she moaned and slowly moved her hips, rubbing her labia and clit over your lips. “Submission is difficult for most men. They struggle to let go of their desires and focus on mine. They think they’re interested in being with a kinky girl, but what they’re really interested in is a girl that will let them do anything they want to her. That’s really just a slut, though. It seems like you’re different. It seems like you might be the submissive man I need.”</p><p>Violet positioned her clit over your mouth and you went to work. You offered pleasure to the corset-clad beauty sitting on your face and she smiled and sipped her whiskey as your tongue gave her what she clearly sought.</p><p>“Worship my pussy,” she said. “Worship my warm, wet, tight little pussy with that talented tongue of yours.”</p><p>You moaned as her particular choice of words triggered something inside you.</p><p>“You like that, don’t you?” she asked. You moaned again and Violet began to move her hips, dragging her pussy back and forth over your lips. She was riding your face like she might ride a cock and it filled you with an unfamiliar kind of pleasure. “You like being told what to do, don’t you?”</p><p>You couldn’t answer. All you could do was moan as she moved her hips faster. She was, in a way, fucking your face. She was using your mouth for her pleasure and coating you in her juices in the process.</p><p>She sipped her drink, swallowed audibly, and leaned forward as she ground her clit into your lips. You felt her thighs tremble as juices dripped from her pussy and coated your face.</p><p>“I’m cumming,” Violet said. “I’m cumming!”</p><p>She grabbed the headboard as her legs closed around your face for a few moments before spreading. She dropped her pussy entirely on your face. Her labia spread out and she smothered you, making it nearly impossible to breathe. She sat that way long enough for you to get a little panicky.</p><p>“Sorry,” she said. “That felt so good I almost forgot you were down there.” Violet lifted her pussy from your face and sat next to you. “Wow, what a mess I made. It’s like I gave you a facial.”</p><p>You chuckled and Violet threw back the rest of her drink and then leaned over your body to set the glass on the nightstand.</p><p>“Now, what should I do about this stiff cock of yours?” she asked as she reached out and wrapped her fingers around your shaft. “Should I give you a handjob? Should I suck you off? Should I let you in my pussy and ride you until you cum?”</p><p>You suspected they were rhetorical questions so you stayed silent.</p><p>Violet released your cock and said, “Open your mouth,” as her fingers approached your face. You did as instructed and she filled your mouth, pushing towards your throat until you gagged. She pulled out a moment later and grabbed your cock once more. Using your spit as lube, she stroked you swiftly and you moaned as she leaned forward and kissed you. Her tongue aggressively fucked your mouth and you welcomed it, sucking lustily because you knew it’s what she wanted.</p><p>“Would you like to spend the night?” Violet asked as she slowed her strokes and teased the head of your cock.</p><p>“Yes,” you said.</p><p>She released your cock and smiled. “Good, because I’d like to keep using you. I’m hungry, though, so I’m going to go make a snack and watch some TV. I’ll come back when I’m ready to play again.”</p><p>She got up and walked towards the door. “Wait, are you going to leave me here?” you asked.</p><p>Violet looked back at you and smiled. “I am, and you’re going to wait here in the darkness like a good boy. If I hear even a peep from you we won’t play again. I know it’s going to be hard, but you can do it. You can be a good boy for me.”</p><p>She turned off the light and shut the door before you could respond, leaving you bound in the darkness of her bedroom. You felt pure, unbridled excitement. Your nerves from earlier had disappeared entirely. You wanted to be Violet’s plaything, and if that meant waiting a little while, you were fine with that.</p>