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I’m seeing an older man, 10 years older, he’s married and unsatisfied. He’s also an obvious alpha male.
Everything about him oozes confidence and intelligence. He wears expensive but understated clothes, he always looks impeccable and he has an easy smile that makes everyone around him enamoured.
He’s at the top of his game but he’s fallen for me, my ambition, my intelligence, my soft curves and my striking features. I love the power I have over him.
But I get complacent in who holds the real power. He likes to remind me I’m his now and again.
One day we happen to both be out with work nearby. He’s texting me and jokester that he’ll come and see me, I don’t believe him. 20minutes later we are in the same bar.
I lose all focus in my colleagues and he begins to text me again. He writes something and looks at me across the room whilst I read it. It just says “give me your panties”...
I immediately blush as if someone heard my thoughts. I look over and text back “How?” Sever minutes later he sips his drink and just texts “that’s your problem not mine”
I sit there for a moment stunned. I know I’ll be punished next time we are together if I don’t do as he’s asked. I can feel his gaze now and again and my body’s reaction wets the panties he’s asked for. He texts again “now little girl”.
We play games, he likes to make me nervous. I like to outwit him. I’m not going to be defeated. I look down at the umbrella by my feet and run to the bathroom. I remove my panties and take a picture of my smooth lips glistening with the thrill of the game. Before I send it I put the panties in my black umbrella and close it again.
I leave the bathroom and tap the shoulder of a waitress pointing to my lover and telling her “that man left his umbrella”.
She looks puzzled but hands it to him anyway. I turn my back so I can’t see his reaction and text him the picture.
Moments later he texts back. “Taxi, outside, now”.
I knew I was getting punished if I won or lost. But I know he hates to loose. I walk out slowly. My juices dripping down my inner thigh as I sway my ass in my tight skirt and heels making sure he watches me go.
Then he’s there behind me. “Get in the taxi clever little girl”
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We got into the taxi, I quickly realised it was a car service, not an Uber. There was a driver in the front and my lover nodded to him.
I turned to look at him and licked my suddenly dry lips. He had a wild and look in his eye but he sat back in the black leather seats of the car, his crisp whit shirt a stark contrast.
It was late and the lights and shadows danced across us as we sat inside the car. There was several moments silence. I suddenly realised I didn’t know where we were going. My heart began to race and I looked up at him, my mouth parting to ask the question.
Before I could speak he grabbed my small hand in his very large one and dragged me towards him across the small space I had left between us.
Using his other had he secured my chin so I could not avoid his gaze. My body instantly responded to the small show of dominance. My nipples pressing against my suddenly suffocating bra and shirt, my lower lips moistening further.
I licked my lower lip again and his gaze followed. “Put that tongue back in your mouth until I tell you otherwise princess” His words were soft said, but his voice deep and rough. I knew he needed me. My eyes dropped to his crotch and I could see his large bulge straining against his expensive suit pants.
His hand dropped from my chin to my neck and he forced me back in my seat. I looked wildly around searching for a reaction from the driver or some observer, but he never flinched and there was none.
Using his other hand he pulled my knees apart. My skirt rode up as he did. He lifted my right foot up onto the leather seat and then the left so I faced side ways in the car. I struggled to close my legs with embarrassment but he just opened them again. He let go of my throat and took one hand and then the other hooking them under my legs.
Coming close he said “spread your pussy and ass for me”. My eyes widened. Surely he wouldn’t fuck me here with a witness?!
I did as I was told anyway. I pulled open my slick lips and parted my cheeks. My face burnt with embarrassment but I realised being directly behind the driver he probably couldn’t actually see.
My wet entrance betrayed me and I felt a trickle of my juices run to pool on the leather. He hadn’t stopped looking at me, but he didn’t touch. “Tell me about your day” he said.
I nervously laughed slightly. “What?”, I paused. “Tell me” he demanded. I didn’t argue and began to tell him about work. His hand slid over the gap between us and he began to touch me. Just one finger, his eyes never leaving mine as I spoke.
His finger flicked my throbbing clit and my speech faltered. My mind coming out of focus. His hand stopped immediately. I began again. His finger wandered further, teasing my wet entrances, spreading my juices over me.
We came off the motorway I had noticed us going on and slowed at some lights. The car engine went quiet and the only sound was me talking about work.
Suddenly his finger thrust inside me, just one, but my pussy was tight with want. I gasped loudly and immediately blushed. The driver flinched but the lights changed and his concentration went back to the road. He stroked my soaking and clenching inners before withdrawing his finger.
He put it to his lips and licked the tip before presenting me with it. I opened my mouth knowing what he wanted and sucked his finger deep. Our eyes locked as he did. “God you are pretty” he said.
My gaze dropped. I blushed and my wet little holes clenched. He tipped my chin up and kissed me softly. Grabbing my hair and pulling my head back he whispered softly “we are almost there”.
Reaching a towards me he undid my blouse buttons. His hand dove down my shirt and pulled my large breast over my bra, he did the same with the other. My shirt exposed my cleavage and the material my nipples.
I wanted to ask where we were but the car stopped. He got out and came to my side. I turned quickly as he opened the door and slid my feet back in my heels. My skirt was a mess round my waist, my breasts barely contained by my blouse and hair was coming loose from my ponytail.
I blinked from the light as I stepped out, greeted by a large house. It looked like a hotel. He took my hand and stopped me walking forward to the privacy I wanted. “Stay” he said. I looked at him but he just walked behind me. He pressed himself against me and I could feel his throbbing bulge.
He took something from his pocket and placed a thin cold chain around my neck. I looked down but couldn’t see anything. “Okay, go to reception” he said. I began to walk forward and felt a tug round my neck. I looked back at his hand and realised the chain round my neck had another equally slender long chain to his hand.
I looked at him, angry, “a leash?!, really”. He just looked at me. “I wouldn’t make a scene looking like that if I were you.” I blushed heavily. I could see he was enjoying this but so was my body. I moved towards the reception feeling shame and excitement.... With the feeling the night had just begun...
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We walked through the doors of the hotel, I tugged at my skirt to adjust the material and cover my upper thighs. I immediately felt a sharp tug as he pulled me closer and warned me to stop fussing.
“Behave and stay here whilst I speak to the receptionist” he said.
I stood in the middle of the foyer fidgeting nervously. My pussy still throbbing, my breasts still precariously enclosed in the material of my blouse.
I watched as he chatted calmly to the young receptionist. I watched as her eyes flicked up to me whilst she giggles at something he said. There was a look of envy and disgust all at once. To my surprise he caught the look and His face instantly changed.
He walker over to me and pulled my hair free of its band. After my long blonde hair fell down my shoulders he stroked my cheek and kissed me gently before taking my hand. He didn’t look back at the receptionist but I did. Her face incredulous. I smirked as we walked away.
We entered a corridor. His hand was on the small of my back, the chain forgotten for the moment. His touch was like a small personal thunderstorm brewing above my skin causing my hairs to stand on end.
I first notice the smell change. Slightly of chlorine but also incense and herbs. I turned to look at him and my puzzled expression made him laugh loudly. His usually handsome face changing to sheer stunning masculine beauty.
“You are far too cute sometimes” he said. “Go on to the lady and pick a nice costume.”
A petite woman stood at desk in the low lit corridor. There was relaxing music playing in the background and I realised it was a spa. I looked at a rail next to the counter with rows of costumes. My eye was instantly drawn to a black, almost wet look costume with a plunging neckline.
I picked it out and he was there next to me. “Put it on the room” he barked suddenly he grabbed the chain and tugged on my neck. I gasped for air as he did so but I righted myself and hurried after him.
We entered a lift and travelled up a few floors. I expected him to try something but all he did was look at me and smile. “Excited little one?” He quipped. “Uhuh” I said tentatively.
The lift dinged and he used his hand on my ass to steer me out. I expected a corridor lined with doors but instead I was greeted by another beautifully lit corridor. I started to get nervous. There was only 2 doors, one to the left and one to the right.
We went right and when we reached the end he opened the door to a huge opulent living space. The old building had large bay windows and he spun me round to face him kissing me deeply as he did. All the while he walked me towards the windows.
My body was reacting to him. I was pressing myself closer. “Needy little thing aren’t you” he murmured. Again he spun me round so my back was to his front. His cock apparently having never gone down.
He pulled open my shirt in one rough yank. My breasts came free instantly as the last buttons flew and he pushed me closer to the window.
I realised we were at the back of the grand house. Below there was a party, it looked like a wedding. Hundreds of people milled around in the gardens, lit by fairy lights. Our room was flooded with light and I stood over the crowed with my pulse racing.
I instantly tried to step back but he was there. His body keeping me in place as I tried to hide. He unzipped my skirt and pulled it down over my curves to a puddle at my feet.
There was a window seat in one corner of the expansive glads pane, I assumed in the day for a stunning view. He led me there and still in my stocking and heels helped me up. I was in full view now, nowhere to hide.
He left me standing there. My heel ruining the chintzy fabric. Taking a seat on the long sofa opposite me he unzipped his pants and took out a thick throbbing cock. His iPhone rested on a dock and soft music played.
He threw me the costume and said “put on a show for me little doll”. I couldn’t believe him, his huge cock, my throbbing and soaking pussy betraying me in my humiliation.
Somehow I began to sway my hips, it was his enthralled hot look that gave me courage. I refused to turn round incase I caught a glimpse of the crowd but I kicked off my shoes one at a time.
I ran my hands over my body and then slowly down my leg to remove one stocking. Then as I moved to the other, I span round. My dripping pussy exposed to the room, and to his gaze.
I heard a deep growl behind me as he had full view of my glistening cunt and sweet little rose coloured ass hole. I giggled and removed my foot from the last stocking until I was standing in only the delicate chain leash.
Feeling bold I took the costume and stepped into it as I stepped down from my makeshift podium. As I approached him i slid my heels back on and saw the precum dribbling as if in applause of the show.
When I was close enough he grabbed my hand and pulled me to my knees. With a fist full of my hair he guided me to the bead rolling over his swollen tip and I willingly opened my mouth to taste him. He used my head to wipe it up before yanking me sideways and standing up.
He was like a giant with me at his feet. He let go and shed his clothes too. I don’t know where from but he produced a pair of black trunks and slid his legs into them.
“Up” he commanded. “He stepped back and looked at me again. “I like this” he said. A long think finger running over my collar bone down between my breasts almost to my belly button where the costume left my flesh exposed.
He disappeared a moment to another room but quickly reappeared with 2 soft wire robes. He gently put mine over me and laughed when my arms disappeared in the sleeves. Rolling them up he looked at me with a strange look I didn’t recognise. I was in a needy daze. “Follow me” he said as he slid on his own l.
Back in the spa he guided me to the now empty reception. “It looks closed, it’s late” I said to him. “I know” he chuckled. He led me through more doors and to a pool lit with soft blue and purple lights in the dark.
He removed his robe and cane to me. Undoing mine and hanging it up he took the leash I still wore at my back and moved it to the front of me so he pulled me behind me. We got to the edge of a jacuzzi and he guided me in.
The water was warm and lapped at my skin on my legs. As I lowered myself in with him I heard a soft female giggle. I looked around. “Are we alone?!” I asked. “Don’t worry little one, no one that will bother us. You are safe with me.”
I settled in but I could hear obvious sounds of giggles and moans. I continued to look around until he pulled me to straddle his lap and my focus came to rest between my legs where he throbbed.
As he kissed me and grabbed my hips I heard a definite female scream but the world faded away as I wondered what kind of place he had brought me to... |
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True or not, this is easily one of the best stories I've had the pleasure of reading in the Forum. I am not usually drawn by D/s subject matter but this one has me intrigued and wanting more.
Thank you for posting it Minx and for sharing your lovely curves in your gallery especially those sensuous lips.  |
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We kissed for what seemed like hours as I sat in his lap. He always took his time to enjoy me and today was no exception. His hands roamed my body but he made no further moves, I could tell he’d begun to relax.
I backed away slightly to see his reaction. I wanted him but I knew the longer I drew it out the better it would be. He never just got off on the sex, he got off on me and I knew just how to drive him to the edge of madness.
He didn’t move but watched me instead. “Happy little one?” He said. I instantly smiled. “Yes!” I replied as I hopped over the little wall separating the jacuzzi and pool. To my delight it was equally as warm. I began to swim through the water, stretching my body, some of the adrenaline of the night dissipating.
I turned back to him and he had moved to watch my body in the water. “Come here” he said in a soft voice. When I reached him we were separated by the little tiled wall but he lifted me to him and kissed me once more.
His hands dropped to my breasts. They moved beneath the taught fabric of my costume and parted it further so my breasts fell free and were thrust together by the material. I felt rather than heard the low rumble in his chest.
“Okay. Now you can play in the water” he said. That hungry look returned. I almost argued, almost. But I figured the only ones around would be the staff and I suspected he’d paid them well enough to be here after hours.
I lay on my back in the water just floating with my breasts breaching the surface. For a few moments I was lost in the still tranquility and didn’t notice him approach until he was between my legs.
He began by pulling my costume aside at the crotch. I squealed as a long finger inserted itself in my little slick hole. As he began to move it inside me I struggled to right myself. “I wouldn’t do that pretty doll” he laughed. “You’ll drown if you flap”
I drilled my body and began to relax. Soft moans escaped my lips as he worked the second long finger inside me. I kept forgetting to move my arms and would sink momentarily. He moved to cradle me whilst keeping his fingers firmly in place.
I was so close as his thumb brushed my swollen clit. I opened my eyes to look at him a moment and noticed a female figure in the background. He saw my distraction and throat hard eliciting a cry from my lips. But it wasn’t just one figure, there was two sets of legs moving the length of the pool.
A panicked look entered my eyes and I strained to get away. I couldn’t tell if they’d seen me but they would. “Shhh... stay” he commanded. “You are going to cum for me here or not at all tonight” I moved my mouth to argue but the legs approached closer.
My body was supine and exposed. I was helpless impaled in the water by his long fingers and despite the edge of fear I knew I was close. He could see my internal dialogue, I knew he was enjoying the wild look in my large blue eyes.
He cradled me further so my body turned from the side I had seen the legs and my eyes met his. His dark eyes almost black from the low lighting and lust.
His finger toyed with my small tight ass as his others continued to stroke my inners and toy with my clit. I got lost in it again, forgetting to care if we were being watched. I reached the peak and my body strained. All at once he let go and a thick finger entered my ass.
I screamed but I’d forgotten to move my arms again. I was under water still spasming round the thick fingers. I began to panic as I swallowed water and I came down. He was there in an instant fishing me out and lifting me above the surface.
I coughed as he carried me to the waters edge and placed me with my still exposed pussy and breasts on the side of the pool.
He moved his long lithe body up out of the water and pulled me up to him. My body sagged against him and he sat us both in a lounger. Kissing me softly he made sure I could feel the throbbing in his lap. We weren’t done by any means... |
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"True or not, this is easily one of the best stories I've had the pleasure of reading in the Forum. I am not usually drawn by D/s subject matter but this one has me intrigued and wanting more.
Thank you for posting it Minx and for sharing your lovely curves in your gallery especially those sensuous lips. "
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I woke suddenly, disorientated my heart hammered against my chest. I began to sit up but long, thick and tanned arms wrapped around me and I realised I was asleep on the lounger in his grasp.
He held me tight till I calmed and smiled at me. “Sleeping beauty, do you feel better?”, “how long have I been asleep?!” I asked. “Not too long. Only 20minutes or so but it’s late, I thought you could use a nap.” I smiled up at him and nodded.
I looked down and noticed my breasts were still free of my costume. He was lazily tracing my nipple with one finger. I snuggled back into him and he pressed his thick cock against my spine. “You make the sweetest sounds when I touch you as you sleep” I groaned and blushed at how readily he exposed my base nature.
“Come on now up you get” he said. I unfolded myself from him. He stood too and grabbed my chain as he went. We entered a tiled corridor and at the end there was a sort of cubicle, like a shower but with jets everywhere.
“Go on in” he said. I stepped in unsure what to expect. He joined me moments later and as he drew me in and the water started he began to kiss me deeply.
One of his knees parted my legs and he began to finger my soaking slit. “Gosh” he growled. He spun me then so fast that i almost lurched to the floor before he caught my waist. Before I knew what was happening he had my costume aside and his cock thrust in in one swift movement.
I screamed out as his hand came over my mouth. He didn’t move, he didn’t flinch. He just held himself there, his cock buried so deep in me I couldn’t move. He began to touch my clit before producing a hose with a shower head that hung on the wall beside us.
The water from it was hard and freezing. I began to wriggle as he sought out his mark and he growled “be still or this will be over too soon” he commanded.
I settled back on him and the jet of water began to hammer my clit. He kissed my neck and fondled my breasts but his cock never moved except as it hardened further.
I was so close to the edge. My legs didn’t work and he held me with one forearm round my waist. His other hand came round my throat as I held the jet closer to my clit. I was seeing stars, my mind in overdrive from everything.
I crashed over the edge as I completely left my own body. My pussy spammed round his solid dick and I made noises that I didn’t recognise as my own.
I heard him roar as his hot cum hit my cervix over and over.
Before he collapsed too he sat us both down still in me and hard but half the size as his seed slipped down my thighs. He kissed my neck and I came back to my body.
As I looked up I heard the giggling once more and there a few meters down the corridor was a girl, around my age and a man maybe only a few years older.
She was pressed with her back against the wall as he fingered her beneath her bikini bottoms. She looked up and caught my eye as she let out a long moan.
I felt him growing inside me again, he must have seen too. As I looked back to him I caught her wink. “What is this place?!” I demand. “What ever you want it to be if you know how to ask for it little one.”
The couple moved down the hallway away from us and I noticed her perky small tits also exposed. She kept watching and giggling as he dragged her away by her hand. He was fully erect in me again and I ached... |
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He stood and I was forced to stand too. He laughed as I moaned when his long cock left my body. “Wanton little mischief” he chuckled.
He spent the next few minutes washing my pussy and legs. His touch was gentle and my swollen pussy reacted to every caress. After washing himself he turned and left momentarily before putting us both in our robes.
“I’ve got a surprise” he whispered as he led me down another low lit corridor. The small woman in the typical spa uniform stood by a door. “Hi, come in” she said.
Inside was a massage bed and candles all around. In the corner was large comfy armchair. He moved to sit there whilst I stood in the room looking puzzled.
“I thought I’d treat you to a massage” he said. “This lady had kindly agreed to give you one so late in the evening” I looked at her and smiled. “Are you not having one?” He just shook his head.
“Well i’ll Just give you a moment to take off your costume and get on the bed with the towels over you” she said. I began to remove my robe when he said “that’s ok. She’s not a prude are you princess?” I opened my mouth to object but the look he gave me was dangerous.
The lady kept her pleasant smile plastered on her face but I could tell she was wondering what was going on. I watched her eyes flick from his wedding band to my bare hand. This wasn’t the first time but I knew our age difference often gave others pause.
I did as I was told, keeping my eyes on him the whole time as I stepped out. My body is a needy whore with a kind of it’s own and despite my embarrassment I felt my pussy contract and leak a little juice to my thighs.
I blushed harder as I got onto the bed and my pussy spread for everyone’s view. Thankfully the lady had come to stand by my head and I arranged the towels over my bare bottom.
I felt oil pour onto my back and small firm hands began to knead my flesh. Because the lady was small as she worked my shoulders her breasts rubbed my head. The sensation of being washed and her soft breasts against me whilst her oily hands glided over me made me ache between my legs to the point of pain.
After around 10minutes she moved from my back to my feet. She rubbed my soles and I sighed, relaxing into the bed. She began to work up my legs, working my calves and lower thigh.
After working to the edge of the towel she paused. “Would you like me to do the full leg?” She asked. “Yes” he said from the corner. “Yes please” I confirmed.
She moved the towel up until it just covered my ass. Her fingers began to work my upper thigh, kneading my soft sensitive flesh. As she used her thumbs on the inside of rather thigh I felt my wet lips be pulled apart.
As she worked her thumbs on my inner thighs more stretching my flesh and exposing my pussy I let out an involuntary moan. I realised my legs were shaking.
She stopped suddenly and it work in a sharp breath. There was a rustle and small hands were replaced by large ones. I heard the door shut just before I felt the towel being removed and warm oil being poured over the cleft of my ass.
“Do not come little one” he commanded and began to rub me slowly and firmly. He was kneading my ass and upper thighs. Taking the opportunity to spread my pussy and ass open. I heard him make a sound of appreciation before he took an oily hand and slipped under me between my legs.
Back and forth he slipped his hand over my puffy pussy lips, never touching the inside. The sensation was mesmerising and I was being rocked close to a very soft orgasm. His hand dove down again and this time as it came up he slipped his finger suddenly deep into my ass.
“Argh!” I cried. But he didn’t stop, instead a second finger joined the first and I cried out again. “Shhhh little one. You are such a good girl aren't you.” He stretched me open with his fingers, pressing down on the thin wall between my ass and pussy. The other hand sliding under me to reach my clit.
“Do not cum” he said roughly. My legs shook now with strain. I needed to cum and I screamed out in frustration as my pussy spasmed in need. “Please!” I begged. “Please let me cum Sir, I, I can’t..” I trailed off. “Tell me what you want. What do you need baby girl?”
“I need to cum! I need you to fill me up!!” I begged. He laughed and pulled his fingers from me suddenly. I cried out.
He moved to my head and grabbing a handful of hair picked up my head and thrust his solid dick down my throat. My body was bent and if I relaxed I just fell onto his dick. I gagged as he used my mouth. His dick slipped all the way down my throat suddenly and my body spasmed.
“Fuck!” He shouted and suddenly released my head. He came down to my legs and pulled me over the edge but my legs were too short to reach the floor.
All of a sudden he was there with his huge throbbing cock stretching my pussy. I knew he wasn’t going to be gentle. Grabbing my hips he thrust home. I cried out as his body slammed into mine. He was fucking me mercilessly and holding my throat as he did so.
“Arghhhh!” He let out an animal sound and his dick strained in me. The noise and the relentless thrusting tipped me over the edge and my pussy gushed onto his huge dick. “Fuck!” He shouted again and withdrew before slapping my arse so hard with his hand I knew it was instantly bruised.
He reached round to my clit before bringing his engorged head to my ass and pushing himself inside. I screamed an unrecognised noise and he thrust a few more times before roaring and finishing in my ass.
I couldn’t help but cum again as his hot cum released into me. He cradled my hips and slid from my body. He kissed my neck and turned me to kiss my lips.
“Fuck princess” he murmured. “Let’s go to bed I want to hold you for a bit I need some sleep” my head was still swimming but my stomach flipped at his soft words. I frowned slightly but he didn’t catch it and I followed him out of the room... |
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I woke in a big soft bed, sheets caressed my skin. I looked at the clock, 03:00 it read. I felt confused, unsure if it had all been a dream. As I shifted an arm came around me and pulled me by the hips to nestle me into a warm embrace.
He was here, sleeping next to me. He was still sleeping and had sought me out. His hard dick pressed against my coccyx. I was naked and I wiggles until his dick rested between my wet lips. I let it part them so his cock was cradled by my lips. I fell back asleep...
I woke again some time later, still nestled against him. His huge cock was already in me. I was so tired I couldn’t move. As he fucked my wet cunt I lay there drifting in and out of sleep. I began to wake as he sped up and his cock became fully engorged in me until it hurt my pussy to be so stretched.
The pain and his rough masculine noises made me cum involuntarily round him, milking his dick into my tight pussy. He flopped down next to me and I drifted back to sleep with his cum slipping from my throbbing hole...
I woke again. I grabbed my phone. It was 7:30am. I had a text. It was him. “Join me at breakfast when you are ready.” He’s sent it at 6:30, I briefly wondered why he’d gone without me. I sat up in the bed. I was in a huge bedroom with a big copper bath at a grand window. I couldn’t see a shower but I knew I needed to wash. My thighs were sticky with cum, I wondered if he’d fucked me again in my sleep there was so much.
As I ran the bath I text him “Morning, i’ll be down soon. Need to wash” immediately he text back. “No come down now, no panties and the dress I’ve left on the bed. Dirty princess.”
I blushed deeply and he wasn’t even there. A blue silky babydoll dress with cream lace on the breasts was on the bed. I realised I wouldn’t be able to wear a bra so slipped it on with no underwear at all.
It fitted me well but showed a lot of breast. Thankfully it fell just below my knee. I had small flat pumps I always carried in my bag and slipped them on my feet. I felt exposed but sucked in a breath and went down to breakfast.
I was shown to the dining hall by a well dressed waiter who politely ignored my exposed breasts and stiff nipples beneath the soft fabric. As I approached a table he was there in a soft white shirt and jeans. A small smile quirked his lips as I approached the table.
“Hello sleeping beauty, nice of you to join us” he said. The humour in his voice distracted me from the words as did the incongruous hungry look in his eye. “This is Joe and Sarah” he said.
I looked puzzled and the rest of the room came into focus. It was a beautiful light space with traditional mouldings on the walls mixed with modern and surely controversial paintings hung from the walls. I turned back to the table and noted the two people sitting at our table.
I was still standing by his chair and blushed heavily. It was the man and woman from the spa the night before. I looked down at my feet. “Hi!” I squeaked breathlessly. I felt a little sick from the speed of the thrum of my heart.
He just laughed. “Come and sit and eat” I numbly plopped down in the chair he offered. “Princess” he said sternly. I looked up and he produced the necklace collar from the night before.
He hooked it round my neck and I caught Sarah’s eye. She smiled a mischievous smile at me. I suddenly blurted out “what the fuck?!” As I turned back towards him. He just laughed again as a waiter approached.... |
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