how it all started. I couldn’t believe it was finally happening. “I
will be there Sir” I heard myself saying.
This was crazy I kept telling myself I have never met this guy by why
does he have such an effect on me and why do I keep thinking about what
I want him to do to me.
The morning is a blur as I get myself ready for the meet and prepare as
requested. I shower touching my body awakening my senses, touching my
nipples feeling them respond to my touch, shaving my pussy, knowing
that I want it to be perfectly smooth for Sir’s touch. I dress as
requested, heels, stockings, skirt just above the knee and a top that
shows off my breasts and curves. I know Sir will be pleased with me.
The drive to the hotel seems to take forever and concentrating on the
traffic is so much harder than normal. I slowly drive into the carpark
and spot Sir’s car in the middle of the carpark where he said it would
be. I pull up next to him as requested.
I can sense him looking at my and he nods his head to direct me to get
into his car. I react without thinking and feel myself rise and before
I know it I am in his car and next to Sir. I can feel the control and
silent power already there. I know that I am powerless and I can sense
that I will give up the control willingly.
We talk for a while and I can see him looking at my body. Suddenly his
hand is on my hair and pulling my head back forcing me to look up, I am
scared and my face shows the fear I feel, yet I feel strangely calm, I
know I am safe. I always have my safe word should I need to use it I
think to myself. Sir’s right hand traces over my arm and down my body.
The touch is so light but I can already feel my body yearning for more.
Sir then leans over and whispers in my ear, telling me how wonderful I
look and what he wants to do to me. I can feel the wetness in my pussy
now as I start to squirm in my seat. Suddenly Sir says “Open your legs”
in a loud voice. Before I even register what has been said I open my
legs. I feel sirs hand on my knee slowly inching its way along my leg.
My skirt already pushed back by my legs being open exposing my
stockings and tops of my legs.
The Out of the corner of my eye I see someone approaching the car. Its
another man, my mind starts racing, what’s going on, what’s happening
here, should I say my safe word. Sir does not react. The man knocks at
the window and Sir winds it down. The man outside says “Are you ok love
you seem scared” Master looks at him and says yes she is fine. My man
outside looks down and sees my breasts through my top and then my
knickers and stocking tops of my exposed legs, I can feel his eyes
boring into me, drinking in my exposure. Sirs then speaks again “Your
find are you not” “yes I am fine Sir” I reply. This man outside the car
now has seen me and heard me call this man Sir who I have only met in
real life 10mins ago and only known in truth for a couple of weeks. The
man then wonders off muttering to himself.
Sir then winds up the window. Suddenly the car gets so much hotter. “Do
you want me to touch you” Sir asks. “Yes Sir, I want your fingers
inside me, fuck me with them, make me yours” I hear myself saying. As I
am saying it he takes his hand off my legs and he is opening my top
exposing my breasts. My head is swimming, I can’t believe this is
happening to me but I so desperately want to be taken by this man, need
to cum need to have that release, need to give control. “Good girl”
says Sir and his hand goes back to my leg pulling my leg further apart
and travelling higher. I then feel his fingers pushing the flimsy
fabric of my knickers to one side and then his fingers are on my,
exploring my wetness, teasing my clit. I beg him to fuck me with his
fingers, urging him to pound them into me, I so need to feel him inside
me. As his fingers push into me his lips and tongue tease my nipples
making me shudder with desire.
Finally I felt his fingers plunge into my wet pussy, my hips thrust
forward trying to take more of him in me, wanting to be consumed by
him. Why do I feel like this? Why do I need to be controlled by this
man? As his fingers explore me his head lowers and his tongue teases
and plays with my exposed nipples making then harden even further. I
feel like such a wanton slut but I am powerless to stop this…….it is
something I need.
The suddenly it stops, I am left breast exposed and legs wide open,
pussy dripping down onto the seat. “Right tidy yourself up” Master J
commands “We are going for coffee” I straighten myself out and go into
the hotel. My mind is now frantic, what if someone saw me from the
hotel? What is they know my pussy is dripping wet and why can’t I now
think straight for even one minute.
We enter the hotel and Master J guides me over to a quiet corner on the
bar area in the upper floors, from here there is a view over the
entrance and we watch people coming and going in the hotel lobby. The
waitress comes over and Master J orders two coffee’s for us.
We sit and chat and I can’t help looking at Master J amazed at how he
has real presence in a room, how he seems to be able to command a room
just by walking into it. “I want you to spread your legs” Master J says
softly so I can only just hear him. I look into his eyes as slowly I
open them. Not wanting to open them to much so others notice but not
wanting to disobey what I have been told to do. I open them just wide
enough for Master J to see the tops of my stockings. Our coffee’s come
and Master J’s fixes me with his eyes as if to tell me not to attempt
to close my legs as the waitress sets the coffee’s down.
As the waitress leaves Master J leans over and whispers to me “I want
you to go to the toilet, remove your knickers and then come back with
them in your hand and give them to me” I look shocked into his face, I
can do the removal of knickers, I have done it a few times with various
boyfriends but to have to walk back to where we are sitting and then
have to hand them over is a different story. Suddenly Master J says
“NOW” in a firm voice. I immediately jump up from my seat shocked and
go off to the toilet.
Once in the toilet I head to the cubicle and quickly remove my
knickers. As I do I can’t resist feeling my clit and I am shocked at
how swollen and wet my pussy is. How is this man making me feel like
this? He seems to be more in control of my body than even I am.
I walk back to where we are sitting with the knickers held really tight
in my hands trying not to let anyone else see what I have there. I sit
down and hold out my hand to Master J. Master J stares at me for what
seems like an age. In my mind I am begging him to lean forward and take
them from me anything to stop my hand from hanging in midair and stop
the threat of others looking at me. Master J slowly leans forward and
this hand is just short of mine I thrust forward to hand the knickers
over but as I do my knee catches the table and I knock Master J’s
drink. Horrified I stare at the spilt liquid, wondering how Master J is
going to react.
Master J calmly takes the knickers and puts them in his trouser pocket
and then sits back down. He does not seem to react at all to what I
have done. With relief I relax and we chat some more. The conversation
is probing from Master J about what I enjoy and how I am feeling. This
man is so different from other’s he seems genuinely interested in my
feelings and desires and I immediately want to trust this man.
After we have finished the coffee’s we get up and Master J says he
would like to look round the hotel. We walk for a time round and then
out into the gardens. It is a wonderful place and I take Master J’s arm
as we stroll. I keep wondering what is going to happen but we just
stroll and talk. Finally we return to the hotel. As the go in via a
rear entrance, we solely walk down a corridor and suddenly Master J
stops. He opens a door that appears to be like some sort of conference
room. He orders me into the room. I look round the corridor and then
suddenly I am in the room.
The room is arranged with tables and chairs in a horse shoe. “Stand in
the centre of the horse shoe” Master J commands. I do as I am told and
stand there. Master J comes and sands at the front of the room. “Now
turn and face the back of the room and then raise your skirt” I turn to
face away from Master J. I can’t seem to raise the skirt as asked, my
mind keeps screaming at me what if someone comes in the room, what is
someone sees us? “Do it now” Master J shouts. I do as I am told and
raise my skirt now exposing my bare arse. I can now sense Master J
behind me and then his hand is on my back pushing me forward until I
touch the tables in front of me. Then his hand is on the back of my
head forcing it down. I am then before I know what is happening bent
over the table with my skirt raised above my arse. All worries about
others seeing are forgotten as I yearn for his touch. “I want you to
open your legs” I do react unthinking and spread my legs hoping that I
am going to feel his fingers again. Master J then slips his hands
underneath me and unbuttons my top and pulls down my bra exposing my
breasts so that they are now on the cold table and that in turn is
making my nipples even harder than they already are.
“Right, you remember you split my coffee don’t you” Master J says. What
is he talking about I think? I then remember what I did and wonder why
he is now bringing it up I thought we had forgotten about it. “Yes” I
meekly answer. “Well now you will be punished for that, I am going to
spank you” My mind leaps, what did he say? I have not been spanked
since I was little, well maybe a few jokes slaps from previous
boyfriends but they have not meant it. I console myself that this will
probably be the same. Suddenly his hand connects with my bum and I feel
a stinging burn sensation in my arse. I then know that this is going to
be no joke. The slaps alternate between each cheek but there seems to
be no letup and each one hurts as much as the last. He then stops and I
feel his hand on my arse soothing and cooling. I am shocked at how hot
my pussy has become and my whole crotch feels as it is on fire. His
fingers go lower and all of a sudden he is in me again and my hips go
back by instinct wanting him, I hear myself groaning and moaning as he
takes me higher. His left hand grabs my arms and then they are being
held behind my back as his right hand continues to explore me.
I sense Master J unzips his trousers and I am praying that I am finally
going to feel this mans cock inside me. My legs spread even wider as
Master J comes behind me with my hands still help firm behind my back.
Swiftly he enters me and within a few strokes his plunged into me as
far as he can. I start to feel my orgasm building as the whole
experience of the day starts to overwhelm me. As I feel it building
Master J commands that I have to ask him permission to orgasm. I don’t
answer I just thrust back more to meet his cock lost in my own world.
As my orgasm threatens to overwhelm me I ask permission to orgasm,
nothing, Master J does not answer. I ask again getting more frantic as
my orgasm approaches, why won’t he answer? “Please Master J please can
I cum?” I beg “You may” and with those two words my orgasm comes
crashing over me and my knees buckle as the whole day comes out in that
one moment.
What will happen next? Do we leave the room? Do we hear footsteps in
the corridor? Are you going to ask to see Master J again? |
