Free Desires by Holly J. Gill, Nikki Blaise Page B

to herself she had enjoyed the sessions so far
and she was desperate for him to take the next step, for him to be intimate
with her. Couldn’t she separate the physical from the emotional? Men seemed to
do it easily, and even some women.
    She turned her head to look at Dan, to find him staring
at her. Stacie smiled, he responded likewise.
    She was about to speak, when she heard a loud moaning
sound of pleasure. She turned toward the direction of the sound. A woman was
leaning up against one of the large trees in the garden, her legs spread and
her skirt lifted to her waist. A man was on his knees in front of her, licking
her pussy. Shocked, Stacie instantly looked away. She glanced at Dan to see his
reaction. He merely raised his eyebrows and smiled an inscrutable smile. Curiosity
got the better of her and she looked back. As the woman’s moans got louder,
Stacie felt guilty for seeing and hearing them, unsure where to look.
    She was horrified to find herself beginning to be turned
on by the display. She clenched her inner muscles and felt the familiar
trembles begin, but mixed with the arousal was revulsion that they were having sex
in broad daylight without caring that anyone could see them, or hear them. She
watched the couple swap places. The woman knelt down and pulled his penis from
his trousers, sucking it with obvious eagerness.
    Stacie struggled to handle what she was witnessing, along
with her reaction to it. She looked away, disgusted with them and with herself.
When she looked to her right she saw another woman heading their way wearing a
PVC mini-dress and black thigh boots, and following behind her was a naked man
on his hands and knees, collared and leashed, the woman holding the other end
of the lead. Stacie could hardly believe what she was seeing. They came closer and
Stacie could see the man’s shrivelled penis and balls dangling as he crawled.
    As they approached, the woman stopped. Stacie didn’t
know where to put her eyes. “Sit!” the woman ordered the man.
    He responded instantly, sitting back on his knees, his
genitals dangling. Stacie felt sick. She wanted to stand up and walk away, but
instead turned her head to look at Dan. What
the hell am I letting myself in for? That’s humiliating, embarrassing and just
horrid.
    The woman took a seat alongside Dan. They exchanged a
few words, but Stacie didn’t pay much attention to the conversation. She was trying
her hardest not to stare at the man’s genitals. They weren't attractive, and he
looked frozen.
    “Come on,” the woman commanded, standing and jerking on
the lead.
    The pair left. Stacie couldn’t help staring at the man’s
bottom as he crawled away. The two white hairy globes bobbed up and down, his
balls and penis dangling beneath them. She shuddered. Stacie was relieved when
they had gone. Even the other couple, now having full sex by the fence, seemed
tame by comparison.
    “That was disgusting,” Stacie commented, shaking her
head as she sat back in her seat.
    “That’s what he has requested.”
    She turned her head to gape at him. “You have got to be
joking.”
    “No…that’s what he’s paying for.”
    She gazed where they had disappeared.
    “Why would anyone pay for that? Why would anyone even want
that treatment?”
    “It’s a fetish. He enjoys that kind of behaviour. He wants
to be treated in that manner. Some people like the vulnerability of someone
else being in full control.”
    Stacie couldn’t see it and didn’t want to even
understand it. “Is that the kind of thing that goes on here?”
    “Depends what you want. Everyone has different needs. His
is to be treated like a dog. She is clearly his Mistress.”
    “Don’t you find that strange?” she needed to ask.
    “Personally? Yes, very. But that’s what he has requested.”
    “Have you had any strange things like that?”
    “No, not quite like that.”
    “Would you do that?”
    “Of course, if he or someone else requested it.”
    Stacie looked at