Playdate with Popcorn, Part Four
Popcorn came over to find me leashed up to the bed once more. She greeted me and hopped on the bed, sitting across from me with a little smile. However, I could see the blush already rising in her cheeks and I felt just as nervous. We started with small talk, giggling and averting our gaze every so often.
“If you two don’t just give each other a kiss by the time I could down from ten,” Penthouse joked as he took a seat near the bed. “I’ll pull you together and make you.”
Popcorn reached up and grabbed the leash, pulling me into her and kissing me. Her lips were soft, cautious, gentle. She had informed me, while we were talking, that she had never done much with a woman but she had wanted to change that. But, I didn’t want to push and I let her control the pace, also acting off of the fact that I was the one chained to the bed and she was not.
Because of some limits with the guy she was messing around with, she could not play with Penthouse but she could with me. However, I had requested Penthouse be present for my own sense of security. So, he sat a few feet from the bed, watching, which turned me on even more.
As Popcorn deepened the kiss, never letting go of the leash, I tried to angle myself for him, attempting to give him the best view of what was going on possible. This fact, in itself, felt submissive.