Date night

The date had went by in a blur and it had been fantastic. Maisie and Giancarlo connected on so many levels. He was a little shy, but opened up to him she felt over the course of the evening. They had walked along the river hand in hand after their meal, and as Maisie had discovered, they had almost everything in common, like a love for early electronic music, board games, and foreign art house films. Maisie felt like she didn't want the night to end, so when Giancarlo suggested she might like to come up to his to watch an early Kirosawa movie, she nodded eagerly. She knew she shouldn't, since it was their first date, but he had been so sweet and she felt he wouldn't take advantage of her. If she was being honest with herself though, she would not have been too upset if this lovely muscular firefighter decided to take a few liberties with her. He was a dream, she had decided, and her heart fluttered when she thought of him.

Back at his place, he fixed her a drink, then said, "Oh, I got you something. Hang on, I'll get it. I really hope you like it".

"Oh what is it?" she asked as he brought through a cardboard box and started to rip it open, bringing out a piece of black leather clothing.

"Its a singleglove". he said, and began to undo the buckles on the strange looking garment.

Maisie could not think why anyone would get a single glove and not a pair, then thought, maybe she had seen some sports people like golfers doing that. The long leather glove Giancarlo was producing was certainly not a golfers glove though, but she let him slip it over her left hand behind her and pull it right up to her bicep and fasten it. She noticed it was more of a mitten and didn't have separate space for each of her fingers, then thought he must have made a mistake, there's two of them, when he repeated the process for her right arm. In a few moments though, she realized that the gloves were attached at the wrist behind her, and as Giancarlo pulled on the straps, her elbows were pulled closer together too and held firmly in that posistion.

Giancarlo sat back and looked at her in delight.

Maisie smiled coyly, not wanting to spoil his happiness, but confused as to why her arms were pinned behind her unable to move in the stiff leather harness. "What...."? she started

"Oh! Hang on. I almost forgot, he said excitedly and went out of the room to return with something that looked like a pool ball set into the middle of a dog collar. "Here!" he said and pushed the ball towards her mouth.

"I... I don't" she started, then "uummmf" as the ball went behind her teeth and Giancarlo began to fasten the strap behind her head.

Maisie looked at him disbelievingly, but was unable to do or say anything. Meanwhile Giancarlo busied himself by using straps around her ankles and knees to bind these together too.

Utterly immobile and silenced, Maisie watched on mutely as Giancarlo appeared to be almost hopping from one leg to the other in delight. Eventually, he bent over and put his shoulder to Maisie's waist thenstraightened up to be carrying her effortlessly over his shoulder. Maisie was carried eaily into Giancarlo's lounge, where she was deposited carefully on the couch. Giancarlo sat beside her, pulled her top down to expose her breasts then sat back and put his arm around her shoulder before switching on the TV.

Maisie watched in amazement as the TV started to play the title sequence of Rashomon. Giancarlo, other than allowing his hand to slide farther around her shoulders until he was cupping her breast, did not **** her any further and Maisie was surprized to find that she was becoming engrossed in the movie and allowed herself to snuggle a little closer to Giancarlo during it.

At the closing credits though, Giancarlo, without a word, turned and stood in front of her, before dropping his pants to reveal the majestic erection that Maisie had dreamed he would have, and begin to stroke it, pointing it straight at her face, mere inches away from her. In fact, Maisie was becoming cross eyed looking at it. Unable to do or say anything, Maisie simply watched as Giancarlo worked himself closer and closer to her until eventually, she could see him close to the edge and suddenly string white cum was shooting straight at her face. She took a blast across her left eye, almost blinding her, then more on her nose, top lip and brow. She knew she would have some in her hair too.

After he had cleaned himself up, a beaming Giancarlo removed her gag and began to loosen her restraints. "This has been the best date I've ever been on Maisie. You're amazing. I told you the other girls don't really get me, but I know we are going to be great together!"

When the cab came to his place for her, she could see he was still excited and happy, but gave her a small shy kiss on the cheek before letting her get on her way home.