Please Spank Me!  (spanking, bondage, MDOM)

The party was a normal everyday type of party.  The snacks and
refreshments were great, and I sure liked the groovy dance music.  The
floor was full of couples taking the opportunity to dance with their
favorite partners.  I, on the other hand, was not in the mood to
dance.  I was bored.  So I stood on the fringes of the room and
watched everyone else.  It was from here that I saw him.

I was instantly attracted to this six foot four man with long blond
hair.  Standing with feet shoulder width apart, he was an embodiment
of raw power.  His eyes seemed to be focused on the dance floor, but I
couldn't tell what he was seeing.  I could not even tell whether he
liked what he was seeing or not.  His eyes were fixed and did not
waver.  

I watched the guys as they walked by him acknowledging his presence
with a nod or a look.  There was a respect for him in everyone that
passed him.  It would be hard for me to explain, except that it was
clear that he was a man that was using to taking charge.

His Italian styled clothes were obviously custom made conforming
perfect to that well conditioned body.  There was no doubt that his
blue outfit was extremely expensive, but did it ever make him look
good.  His thighs and crotch looked the best.  I thought that I could
even see the shadow of his manhood.  

He turned and locked his eyes with mine.  It was only then that I
realized that he knew I had been watching him all along. His eyes
never left mine.  Those deep blue eyes seemed like they could look
right into my soul.  A mischievous smile came over his face as he
walked towards me.  His steps were deliberate and controlled.  He knew
exactly where he was stepping and where he was going.  I melted
inside.  He was coming to me.

When he reached me, he made no pretense that he was examining every
feature of my body.  He spent time on my collar bone and breasts, then
down to my tummy, hips and finally my legs.  

"Turn around, " he said.

"What for?" I asked.

"Because I said so," he responded with a stern tone. It was a tone
that told me that he was not used to being questioned.

I turned and faced away from him and waited.  I was uncomfortable.
However, I knew that I was not supposed to turn back around. After a
good two minutes, I felt his hands cup my ass cheeks. He caressed and
then squeezed them.

"Good," he said.  "You will do."

He took my arm, and started leading me to the door!   

"What do you think you're doing!" I asked in a panicky voice.

I tried to pull away from him, and immediately knew that it was a
giant mistake.  He pulled me around.  His eyes were cold and harsh.

"No games baby, " he said.

I knew exactly what it meant to go with him.  He would be in complete
control, and part of me loved the idea.  It was exhilarating to feel
his power filling my being.  I loved the excitement that was racing
through my head.  My heart was pounding like crazy.  I wondered what
had come over me to try and resist him.  This was exactly the
excitement that I had been wanting all night.  No, it was beyond
wanting, I needed this.  I needed to feel the burn, the thrill, and
the hunger of my desire.

I put my head down and allowed him to pull me back.

"It is not that easy dear," he said in a matter of fact tone.  

"Give me your panties."

I looked up at his eyes, and they were deadly serious.

"You have already broken a rule.  If you want to come with me, give me
your panties now."

"Okay, I will right back, " I answered.  "I'll go the to the ladies
room."

"No, " he responded.  "Take them off right here and now."

I looked around at the crowded room.  There were fifty people in the
room.  I looked up at this god of a man.  He was so sure of himself,
confident of his ability to read me.  It was almost scary.  However,
he was right.  He was exactly what I was looking for tonight.  Control
and power radiated from his body, but I could see a passion in his
eyes.  He was one in a million.  I knew that he was testing me and
wanted to know how far I would go.   Or maybe he knew how far I would
go, and wanted it clear who was in charge.  

It really didn't matter.  I loved the excitement and wanted to feel
this man take charge of me.  Holding his eyes in mine.  I slide my
hands under my skirt and pulled my panties down in one smooth motion.
I smiled as I picked up the bikini style pink panties and handed them
to the strong stranger.

He grinned.

"You will do," he said and led me out the door.

"My name is Mark," he said, "and what should I call you? 

"Kelli," I told him.

Soon, he pulled up in front of a house on a quiet street.  When the
car had stopped, he came around and opened the door for me.  Taking my
arm, I could feel his strength guiding me to exactly where he wanted
me to go.

As soon as we entered the house, he locked the door behind us. I
looked at him surprised as he put the keys in his pocket.

 He grinned.

"I don't want anyone to disturb us," he said.