But then, just as gingerly as she was touching me, she got up from the couch and sauntered across the room. My eyes finally opened when she was several steps away. She simply looked back at me and I knew instinctively I was to follow.

What happened next was overwhelming to say the least. From my point of view, it was completely unexpected, and something that never even entered my mind. Part of me wonders how it happened and how she knew. Was it that obvious? Was I that weak? Was it so obvious to her that I was totally under her spell and completely under her control?

How was she so sure I wouldn’t balk? Does she do this to other men? Or was it something that was just obvious with me?

I found myself standing alone in the middle of her bedroom. Rachel sat on the edge of the bed, her eyes trained on me and a smile I’ll never forget across her lips. She told me to get undressed and that’s exactly what I did as I stood right in front of her. I felt so vulnerable, so exposed, so embarrassed. My hands seemed to tremble more and more as each article of clothing dropped to the floor. I felt so awkward and so uncomfortable standing there, completely naked, with her eyes focused on me and my aroused cock straining toward the ceiling. I wanted to cover myself, to turn away and hide, yet I couldn’t. Something was stopping me. I didn’t want to disappoint her. No matter how embarrassed I was at that moment, somehow I knew that disappointing her would be worse. So I just stood there trembling and totally naked, trying not to look at her as her smile and her eyes burned a hole in me.

I kept standing as she stood up herself, brushing by me on her way to the bathroom. For the next five minutes I stood completely alone and completely naked in the middle of the bedroom. I could hear her in the bathroom, but I didn’t dare move or say a word.

In five minutes she reappeared to find me standing exactly as she left me. Rachel however was completely different. The slinky black dress she wore to dinner was now gone. All that remained was a black push up bra and black thigh high stockings. When I saw her I felt my entire body shiver and shudder. I felt alarmed and terrified and unsure and awkward, not because of the situation, or because of her attire, but because of the strap-on fastened around her hips. It was a realistic cock, flesh colored and average sized, fastened to her in a black leather harness.

Seeing her that way was strange. It made her seem so powerful and so in control. The way she carried herself was unlike the way I had seen any woman carry herself before. Just by her walk you knew she was in charge.

She didn’t have to say a single word. I knew exactly what she wanted and exactly what to do. As she walked toward me I instinctively dropped to me knees in front of her. It felt uncomfortable and awkward to be in such a position, but at the same time, even though it’s embarrassing and hard to admit, it felt right too. As I looked up at her and took her cock into my mouth for the first time, I saw the desire and glee in her eyes, and I knew that I didn’t want to do anything to disappoint her. I felt this incredible urge to please her, to make her happy. I wanted her approval more than I wanted anything.

As her cock slid in and out of my mouth she started running her fingers through my hair. I closed my eyes as the situation overwhelmed me. She talked to me as I sucked her cock, teasing and taunting me. Part of me felt embarrassed and small and weak, the other part was resolved to please her even more.

The sensation of being on my knees in front of her was hard to describe. I felt feminine and unsure. But to me, there was something erotic about it as well. I’m not sure what it was exactly, maybe it was the feeling of being so out of control, or so utterly dominated. Maybe it was her, and the way she carried herself and the way she talked and the glee in her eyes. Maybe it was the sensation of her cock sliding in and out of my mouth, the feeling of my lips being stretched and the knowledge of her eyes looking down on me.

I knew there was more to come. My complete and utter submission was inevitable now. There was no turning back. If the sensation of being on my knees was embarrassing, it didn’t even compare to the utter embarrassment of being down on all fours. Vulnerable and exposed doesn’t begin to describe how I felt with her behind me, one hand on my ass, and the warm slippery sensation of the other spreading lubrication between my cheeks.

She told me how she had wanted to fuck me like this for a while now, and how she knew I wanted it too, even if I didn’t know it myself. I felt so weak and so out of control. I was totally out of sorts, almost as if someone else had inhabited my body. It’s hard for me to fathom or understand now, but in that instant I found myself begging her to fuck me.

I whimpered when she first entered me. The physical feeling was unlike anything I’d ever felt. A complex mixture of pleasure and pain. I grunted as she entered me again. I begged for more. She slapped me on the ass before thrusting again. Before long she had both hands on my hips, and she was fucking me harder and harder. I squealed, I whimpered, I grunted, and I groaned as she fucked me. I’d never made so much noise before. I’d never been reduced to making those sounds.

Again she talked as she fucked me, a bizarre blend of aggression and dominance. I wanted it so badly, I wanted her to fuck me as hard as she could. And fuck me she did. She slapped me on the ass one last time as she finally dismounted me. I was left gasping for breath and trembling and she ran her fingers gently up the length of my spine.

In the instant that she stood, it was like my whole world came crashing down. Never had I had a more emotional moment. Never had I felt such a wide range of emotions. Pick an emotion, any emotion, and I felt it. I didn’t know what to think. I was stunned. Exhausted. Overwhelmed. Weak. Confused. Never before had I had such an intense experience.

When it was over, she patted me on the head and flashed a satisfied smile as she stepped around me and made her way back to the bathroom. I spent the night in her bed, naked, lying next to her. She didn’t touch me as I fell asleep. In the morning I awoke to her mischievous and contented smile and the feeling of her hand on my growing cock. By the time I realized what was happening I was fully aroused and she stopped. Again she patted me on the head as she got up from the bed and stepped into the bathroom.

Soon afterwards, I got dressed and left, feeling more confused and overwhelmed and embarrassed than ever.

As I said, it’s been two weeks since then, and the experience still seems just as intense. I must have played it over in my head a thousand times since then, and I’m still not sure how to feel.

I’ve been filled with self-doubt. I’ve questioned my manhood and my desires. I keep imagining myself on my knees in front of her with her cock in my mouth, trying to understand the thoughts that were running through my head. I try to reconcile my masculinity with the image of me begging her to fuck me. It’s all a blur of self-doubt and insecurity. I wonder what she thinks. She hasn’t mentioned that night since, but every time I look at her now I swear I see that smile.

I feel so vulnerable and so embarrassed by what happened. I wonder if she’s told anyone else and I wonder how much they know and what they think of me. Sometimes it seems like everyone knows, as I desperately want to hide it. When people look at me at work, I inevitably think they know, and I wonder what they must be thinking as well.

At the same time when I think back and replay it in my head, I find myself aroused, and I wonder how it affected her, and what thoughts ran through her mind as she fucked me. Part of me doesn’t want to feel that arousal or to remember it as erotic. But I can’t help it, part of me knows it was.

I find that I keep coming back to the same question. What if the same situation arose again? Would I let it happen again, and more importantly, would I want it? But no matter how hard I try to convince myself otherwise, the answer is always the same. Yes.

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