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Good guys, bad guys, and Becky's first date.

What if he couldn't handle it and he decided he was going to leave me? Already, I was regretting bringing it up...

Jeremy turned to face me and smiled warmly. The gleam in his eyes immediately comforted me.

"I want that too."

The next few months were a whirlwind. It felt so liberating to submit to him, as odd as that may sound. On some nights, I'd spend a half hour after work naked and kneeling by the door waiting for Jeremy to come home so I could beg to suck his cock. He'd occasionally deny me the pleasure and punish me spanking my ass until I begged for mercy, all the while chastising me for being such a greedy whore. I spent one weekend acting as his dog, not allowed to walk on two feet or sit on any furniture. Jeremy lead me on all fours throughout the house on a tight leash and forced me to eat from a dog bowl. We fucked on the grass in the backyard (doggy-style, of course), pulling hard on my leash as I came. The feeling of losing control was so exciting. And the orgasms, oh god, the orgasms. They were nothing compared to the ones I had when we first started dating, much less with any of my former boyfriends. I hadn't felt more energized and sexually satisfied in years.

Slowly, he and I had begun to attend munches together. For a long time, I had been hesitant to go to any sort of BDSM events. I imagined very serious people in head to toe bondage gear who all had 24/7 BDSM relationships. I assumed it would be too intense for me. But a month or so ago, we met another couple, Sophie, another submissive, and Charles, her dominant. They were around our age, late twenties, and seemed surprisingly, well... normal. And friendly. We had met up a few times privately, just to talk and hang out. Sophie and I bonded over our shared hatred of clover nipple clamps. Charles and Jeremy traded tips on affordable bondage gear. They gave us a lot of useful advice on S&M relationships. I was so grateful that we had met them.

When Jeremy informed me that we'd be playing together this Saturday, I was ecstatic. And also terrified. We all spoke in sordid detail about our experiences and hinted around having a session together. But I didn't think it'd actually happen. At least not so soon. I spent most of Friday night incredibly turned on and anxious about what could happen.

So, today was the day. And I wanted to back out now.

Sure, it was hot to fantasize about being submissive to other people. Jeremy had been dirty-talking it up for the past few months and I gleefully encouraged it, cumming to the idea of being naked and degraded in front of everyone we knew. But right now, in the stark reality of day, it seemed like too much. Even though I had a rapport with Sophie and Charles, I couldn't imagine being paraded around in front of them like this. We just had brunch the other day, for god's sakes. And now I had to serve them food while struggling not to flash them. Already I could feel my face turning hot and red. My eyes began to water. I sulked and buried my face in my hands.

Jeremy poked his head into the bedroom and could see that I looked upset.

"What's wrong my little submissive," he teased in a sing-songy voice.

I turned to face him. His expression quickly turned to concern as he saw the tears beginning to well in my eyes.

"So I guess you don't like the outfit."

"No. No, I don't. It's humiliating," I said, beginning to sniffle.

"But, I thought you liked being humiliated," he replied, smiling lightly.

I nodded and stared at my feet.

He stood in front me and held my head up to face him.

"If you really don't want to do this, you can safeword. We can just have a regular friendly dinner with them."

Again, I glanced down at the clothes laid out on the bed.

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