0 comments/ 20130 views/ 3 favorites Her Story By: Paigeslilrascal She stoops to retrieve Her mail that lies on the floor and walks to Her desk. Putting Her bag down, She sits and while perusing Her mail thinks back to a few months ago. Back when She discovered She was a Domme. OK it was only on line, a cyber Domme, but still it was something She hadn't thought about before. She now has a collared submissive, again only on line, but the girl has brought back something She thought long dead. Emotions, love and the need to control. She is suddenly brought back to reality by a strange letter. It seems to have been hand delivered as there is no stamp. Opening it She is intrigued. She pulls out a neatly typed letter, it address Her by name and has the following instructions. Please be ready at 7pm on the 16th to be picked up. Wear casually formal attire. Dinner will be provided so don't bother eating please. You will be picked up by a taxi that has been paid for and taken to a destination only the driver knows so don't bother asking him/her as he/she will not tell. A bemused smile lights Her face, yet She is worried as to who might have sent the letter. No marks on it at all to give a hint as to its writer. Putting it aside She returns to the other letters and everyday life. The 16th arrives and not knowing why She is dressed and waiting for the taxi to arrive. Still trying to figure out who it might be. She even asked Her submissive but she denied it being her. The taxi arrives and She climbs in, single rose lies on the seat. She smiles as She lifts the perfect bud to Her nose and inhales it fragrance. She is definitely more intrigued. The taxi pulls up outside a club She recognises as a BDSM club. Slowly She enters the club only to be met with by a cute female dressed in a very tight leather body suit with holes where her breasts and mound are. "Ma'am, please follow me, Your room is ready," she says in a very deep raspy voice. As she leads Her to a room, She admires the nice firm butt. They stop and the leather-clad beauty opens the door. Entering the room She is accosted by the scent of patchouli and dancing shadows play on the dark velvet curtains, made by candles placed strategically around the room She is lead to a table that has been set for two for dinner. Another rose sits in a vase of lead crystal. Two candlesticks sit either side of it. The table is splendidly set with very expensive crockery and cutlery. She waits, rather impatiently. Soft music begins to haunt the air. A song that slowly registers in Her head. She smiles at the words, as it is the song Her submissive played for Her on the occasion of the girls' collaring. "And when I look in your eyes All of my life is before me And I'm not running any more 'Cause I already know I'm home With every beat of my heart I'll give you my love completely My darling, this I promise you" Lost in the words, She jumps when She hears a voice next to Her. "Mistress, may i serve You Your meal now?" a soft voice says. Stunned, She looks down and sees, in all her reubenesque naked glory, Her collared submissive. Shocked and dying to jump up and grab her, She stops Herself. She realises that Her girl has gone to extreme lengths to make this night special. With all the control She can muster She says, "Yes girl please serve Me." The submissive on hearing Her command, rises slowly. She reaches to a tray that is near her and takes the lid of the dishes of food. The rich aroma of the food seems to jump up and grab Her, She realises She is indeed hungry. Carefully cleaning the utensils she proceeds to place the meat and vegetables on Her plate. She places a napkin on Her lap, and softly leans in to kiss Her cheek. She next reaches for the champagne that has been chilling in ice. With expertise, she removes the cork, not spilling a drop. Picking up a flute, she checks to see that it is clean and free from chips and cracks. Satisfied, she fills it with the bubbly liquid, then commences to fill another. "Mistress, may i please have the pleasure of dining with You?" "I would be more than honoured if you did girl, please fill your plate and sit opposite Me." She says with a grin so huge. The background music changes to soft classical music, soft and pleasing to the ears. The candles form teasing shadows over the naked body of Her girl. She looks appreciatively at her, knowing this night She will finally have what is Hers. As they ate, the submissive explained that she had won a considerable amount of money, millions in fact. Having fixed up affairs at home, she planned this night and hopefully a lot longer, for weeks. Often came close to spilling the beans. She plans on spoiling her mistress if She will give her permission to do so. She smiles at Her girl and tells her that they will spoil each other, starting tonight. As they eat dinner they chat about the things they will do over the next few weeks and generally enjoy each other's company. As the submissive cleans away the dishes and such she informs Her that she has a seat booked in the conference room below where an exhibition of Kinbaku-bi - meaning beautiful bondage. . They adjourn to the conference room, where Dominants and submissives a like are seated, and Her girl leads Her to Her seat. As She sits, Her girl goes of to get Her a drink. Looking around the room She sees that all the submissives are naked save for collars. Slowly reading the pamphlet supplied, She is amused at the concept of Kinbaku-bi. The japanese form of bondage which involves tying up the bottom in simple yet visually intricate patterns. The girl returns and gives Her a cold whisky and lemonade, she kneels beside Her and settles down to enjoy the show with Her. After the exhibition Her girl tells Her to please mingle while she readies the room she has booked for them to stay in. A bemused smile creeps on Her face as She watches her walk away. She mingles with the other patrons and compares notes and other interests. Upon returning Her girl sees Her still talking and kneels waiting beside the door. Some minutes later She walks to her and tells her she is ready to retire. Taking Her submissive arm they make their way to the room. The room has also been beautifully lit with candles, and the oil burners seem to wave a scent around them. The girl walks Her to the centre of the room and asks permission to undress Her so She can be bathed. In a soft voice She commands Her girl to undress Her, but don't touch. The girl smiles at Her and very slowly and carefully removes Her garb, folding it and placing it on the chair. Leading Her to a bathroom that has been carefully prepared again with candles and oils, she helps Her enter the spa bath that has soft bubbles floating in it. A She slides slowly the spa, noticing that it is just right. "May I wash You Mistress?" she asks quietly. She looks at Her girl smiles. "No you may not, but you may climb in here with Me.". Her girl looks at Her and smiles. Slowly she enters the spa. She grabs her as she lowers herself and turns her around so that she sits with her back to Her and pulls her close. Leaning back, she smiles and moans softly at being held. Softly She whispers to her, in a tone that is unmistakable. "Mine, and I will take you this night." Her hand moves to the girl's breast and captures an erect nipple between finger and thumb and gentle twists it. The girl moans and seems to melt into Her. Her other hand moves to the girl's mound and slowly slides a finger between waiting lips. She finds the girl's pussy more than ready. Slowly She begins to move Her finger in and out of the willing hole. Removing Her finger from the now lubricated hole, She moves to the girl's clit and rubs it gently, all the while teasing the nipple expertly. "Girl, this night I take you and you will no longer be in doubt as to Whose property you are. Do you understand?" Her girl moans softly, both at being touched and at the sound of control in her Mistress' voice. "Mistress, Your girl knows already, but after tonight will have no desire to find another." She says in a halting voice. She bites the girl's neck hard, leaving a mark instantly. Continuing to tease the girl, until the girl is at a stage of no return, then stops. The girl lets a groan of disappointment leave her lips and seems to sink further into the spa. She stands and waits for Her girl to get out and get a towel. The girl moves quickly but deftly. Taking a towel of the heated rail, she holds it open and waits for her Mistress to come to her. She looks at Hers with a rye smile and gets out of the spa, walks to her and lets her envelope Her in the warm soft towel. The submissive very carefully dries Her and when finished asks if She wishes to dress in Her night attire or something else. She answers that She wishes to wear nothing but her. Pulling her into Her arms, She kisses her hard and long. Desire working its magic, urging Her to take the girl now. She pulls away, walks to the room, and looks at the bed, then the dresser, which has Her personal sex toys, laid out. "Girl, dry yourself then get on the bed and present yourself to Me." she says in a demanding voice. The girl does as instructed, dried she moves to the bed, lays on her back with legs opened wide with her feet placed as close to her bottom as is comfortable, arms by her side, hands open and upturned, arched back so her hips are of the bed. Her head turned to look at her Mistress. She smiles and looks at Her property. She moves to the bed, gets up on it so She is between the girl's legs. Slowly, She moves closer and leans in to lick the inviting pussy that is so beautifully presented for Her. Running Her tongue over the lips already moist from desire, tasting her sweet juice. Expertly She slides Her tongue into the waiting slit, probing, tasting. The girl lets a moan escape her mouth, and tries not to move until told to. With increased pressure She begins to tongue Her property. Noticing that the girl is finding it harder to not push against Her tongue, She moves it to her clit and rubs it hard. The girl can take no more and pushes against her Mistress tongue, moaning. Pulling Her tongue away, She begins to suck on her clit, pulling it into Her mouth. She gently pushes two fingers into the very wet pussy, all the way in. Then commences to take her with Her fingers. Her tongue now teasing the captured clit and the girl is beyond caring if she should move or not. Riding her Mistress fingers harder, she pleads softly for Her to fuck her, to take her, to make her Hers. She stops, and moves up the girl's shivering body. Reaching her lips She kisses her hard, raping her mouth with Her tongue, hard. Moaning at the response from the girl, She pushes Her fingers in and out harder and deeper. Urging the girl to exotic heights. The girl grabs at her Mistress, pulling Her into her. She senses the girl is close and pulls out Her fingers. "Not yet My girl, not yet. I will say when." She tells the withering girl. She gets of the bed and moves to the array of toys. Picking up a harness She slips a medium dildo into it and puts the harness on. Her girl watches with a soft smile, know that tonight she will scream Her name and know She will hear it. Returning to the bed, She moves to lie over Her girl. Kissing her softly, Her hands wandering over her body, pinching occasionally. Looking into the girl's eyes She flares lust, desire and an urgency to take her, but She keeps it slow, tender, for now. Moving to her neck She kisses it softly, moving to nibbles and then bites her. The girl moans in appreciation, moving under Her, urging Her to take her with the dildo. "Soon baby soon," She says in a husky voice. She licks down the girl's neck to her ample bosom, drawing circles around her nipple. Pulling the nipple into Her mouth She sucks it and flicks it with Her tongue at the same time. The girl moves her hands so that they run fingers over Her back. Gripping the nipple between Her teeth She tugs it, tongue now pushed against it. The girl begins to beg. "Mistress, please take me. Make me cum. Make me scream Your name." Hearing this She slowly enters the girl's waiting pussy, very slowly. The girl pushes up and is told to lie still if she wishes to gain her pleasure. The girl groans but complies. She begins to move in and out, very slowly yet deeply. She bites the girl's breasts each in turn. Her hand moves to the girl's clit and She rubs it softly. The girl is beyond keeping still and moves to meet each slow thrust from her Mistress. The pace is picked up and the dildo now moving all the way out and then back in with hard thrusts, deep to the girl's core. The girl now moving faster, urging her Mistress to take her hard and fast. To make her scream, to rake her nails over her Mistress body. She stops to pleas from Her girl to keep going. She gets off her and She orders the girl on her knees. The girl moves quickly, only to willing to do as she is told. Wanting that dildo back in her so bad, she is beside herself. She Mistress looks at the inviting sight before Her. Slapping the bare bottom hard several times. Each slap brings a "Thank You Mistress may I have another." Moving so that She is right behind her, She slowly enters the girl's pussy, slow and evenly. Holding the girl so that she can not move back without permission. She then commences to fuck her hard and fast. Slamming into her so that the resounding sound of her butt cheeks slapping against Her thighs. She reaches around, finds the girl's clit with Her finger, and rubs it. The girl moves to meet each thrust from the dildo begin to breathe heavily. "Please Mistress may i cum for You, please i need to cum." The girl begs haltingly. "Not yet love, not yet." She says enjoying the sound and the sight before Her. She grabs the girl by the hair and pulls her so she is kneeling and leaning back into Her. Biting her neck and growling softly. Bidding her to stay like that She returns Her finger to the girl's clit and with Her other hand, moves to Her own. She beings to rubs Herself and before long can feel the sweet pressure of an orgasm building. "Girl, you may cum and make it good. I want to hear you say you are Mine." She growls lowly in the girl's ear. With those words ringing in her ear the girl moves faster on both finger and dildo and before long reaches that pinnacle she has been climbing to. "I'm Yours Mistress, Yourrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrsssssssssss', she screams long and hard, bucking and riding the dildo furiously. As she does her Mistress also cums, biting the girl's neck in Her throngs of ecstasy. They both collapse, breathing heavily. She withdraws Her strappy from the girl and takes it off. Laying on Her back She pulls Her girl to Her, kissing her sweet lips. "Now girl you are truly Mine, now and forever." Hearing that the girl cries softly, with tears of love, devotion and posts orgasmic relieve. Her Story 5:30 am. You awake, startled, disoriented. Something is not right. After a minute, you realize what the "problem" is. He is there, softly snoring. you smile and relax. you and He had been together a short time, but each moment was very intense. The lovemaking was wonderful, the fights were emotional. Through it all, you had fallen for Him, and he for you. your mind flashed back to the night before. The two of you had made love long into the night, and you had asked Him to sleep over tonight. Now, you both lay in bed, naked. You slid out of bed and headed to the bathroom. As you did your business, you thought of how to thank Him for the past night. Then it came to you. In all your lovemaking sessions, it had been more man-woman, and not Dominant-submissive. Time to show Him your submissive side. Business done, you padded back to the bedroom. you climbed in bed, aiming for the lower half of the bed this time. you stared in the pre-dawn stillness at His cock. Such a small thing, you thought, but that wasn't it. What He could do with it, how it made you cum and cum. Truly He was a Dominant, and probably the Dom you wanted. you took His cock into your hand, feeling it. Lowering your head, you offered the head a little kiss, sort of like a gift before the plan you've made starts. He moans a little, but remains sleeping. your mouth opens, and you engulf His member with your mouth and tongue. you taste the dried remains of your and His orgasms last night. He had made you cum three times before He finally came. It coated His cock, and you licked it clean now, savoring the taste and the memory. you sucked at His rod, and felt it growing in your mouth. He started to moan then, waking up to your play. you focused on His cock, licking it as you suck, feeling it grow larger in your mouth. His moaning increased, and when you hear "oh, julie," you know He's awake now. You continue on, bringing Him to a full erection. When you start to suck His balls while you stroke His cock. He starts to move, and you quickly whisper, "Let me, Sir." He groans, "yes" and you work His balls more, sucking each one in turn into your mouth. His erection has reached its full 7-inch length now, and you are pleased. you move up slightly, and slide His cock against your breasts. you take it in hand, and slap each of your nipples until your nips harden, and His slit starts dribbling with His pre-cum. Then you smear the pre-cum between your breasts and slide His cock between them. your chest moves up and down, His cock enveloped in your breasts. His moaning grows in intensity, and his cock leaks almost constantly now. Each time His mushroom-shaped cockhead emerges, you suck on it, taking the pre-cum into your mouth. Finally, you lift off Him, and move higher. you offer Him one breast to chew on, and He greedily accepts, sucking and licking the hard nipple. Meanwhile, you grab His cock and slowly impale yourself on Him, filling you. He moans in joy, and you start moving first, giving Him the sensations that you both get while making love. All too soon you feel the urges building up. you know the sensations, and give yourself in to them. Faster and faster you pump atop Him, and when you lift up, pulling your breast from His mouth, you cry out, "I'm cumming, Sir!!! your pussy unleashes its torrent, and you flood His groin with your juices. you ride Him until your orgasm subsides, then you lift yourself off Him. He whimpers and says "Come back here," "No, Sir," you reply. "Follow me." Leading the way, you head back to the bathroom. He sits down on the toilet to do His business while you start to run the shower water. When He is done, the water is the perfect temperature, and you guide Him into the shower, moving in with Him. The shower water hits your back, but you quickly grab body wash and a loofa, then kneel. The water hits Him then. you add the body wash to the loofah and start to scrub. you soap His body, from head to His toes, as He watches you intently. His cock has remained semi-hard throughout this. Once He is thoroughly soaped, you step against the wall and let the water wash Him clean. When the soap is al off His body, you step back up and rub your body against Him, until both your skins squeak together. Then you turn and rub your back against Him, making sure you feel His cock pressing against your backside. you feel Him grow to His full erection. Then you whisper, "Ever seen a prison movie?" Then you drop the loofah. "Oops," you giggle. "I'll get it." You bend at the waist, wiggling your ass at Him. you spread your legs, and your pussy comes into view. He takes the hint. One step forward, and His cock rams into your pussy. you moan in joy, and He starts pumping, filling you again and again with His rod. you join Him in mutual moans, holding the wall for support. The shower spray, set for pulse, hits right where you and He are connected, adding to both your pleasure. you are glad for the non-skid mat in the shower, keeping you both in place. His motions quicken, and you feel yourself growing close to cumming. your breasts are bouncing back and forth, your pussy is squeezing His cock with every thrust. Continuing to moan, you let yourself go to the pleasure He is giving you. you cry out, "I'm going to cum, Sir!" He responds by rubbing your clit and grunting, "Me too. Cum, love!!" you let go. The massive wave starts at your connection to Him, and ripples out, growing and expanding in its intensity. you cry out, and groan, and moan. As your orgasm reaches its height, you feel Him stiffen, and His cock starts releasing its jism into you. It adds to your joy, and your orgasm intensifies. Slowly the two of you stop moving. He slips out of you. you immediately turn around and take his rapidly-shrinking member into your mouth, cleaning Him thoroughly. Then you turn around and turn off the shower, guiding Him onto the floor mat. you grab a towel, and wrap it around your body. Then, again using your body, you wipe Him dry with the wrapped towel. He moans as you rub all over Him. When He is dry, you tell Him to stay put a minute. you step out of the bathroom, collecting the clothes He had abandoned during last night's lovemaking. "I should ask Him to bring some clothes over, if this is to become regular," you think. When the clothes are collected, you guide Him back into the bedroom. you dress Him, pulling on each article of clothing with your teeth. you note His cock becoming hard again. "Tonight," you whisper to it ... and Him. When He is dressed, you let Him watch you dress. For each article of clothing, you give Him several option. He chooses a matching set of pink panties and bra, and a green dress that falls just above your knees. He selects a matching pair of green pumps, and no socks. Once you are both dressed, you guide Him into the living room. you turn the TV on, to let Him watch what He wants as you cook breakfast. Several minutes later, you guide Him into the kitchen for a breakfast of an omelet, with onion, mushroom, tomato and cheese. you kneel by His chair and feed Him, letting Him sip His own orange juice between bites. Meanwhile, you feed on His cock, sucking it eagerly between bites of breakfast. He grows largerv with each movement of your mouth. you deep throat Him, taking all His cock into your mouth. He is moaning and can barely focus on His breakfast. When He finishes His breakfast, you stop sucking Him, making sure He would come back tonight. you show Him to the door and plant a long loving kiss on His lips. you ask Him to bring a spare set of clothes over tonight. He leaves with a big smile on His face. If He could see through the door, He would see your smile was much bigger. Her Story She sat their sighing to herself, the humdrum of work was a complete bore. Over ten years she hat sat in this chair, the same noise everyday. Beep, Beep. The constant obligatory sound of the cash register, as she scanned the shopper's items over the red eye that starred unblinking up at her. She hated this job, but what could she do, she was a broken spirit, years of nothing had destroyed what spirit she had left. Oh how different it could have been... 9 Years prior As the young man laid her down on the bed, the anticipation could kill her, she'd been waiting three weeks for this, it had been three long angst filled weeks since she last got laid. It was totally unfair to be hit down with illness, she'd felt awful for so long, and all she wanted was some release, but she couldn't even stand up let alone go out and find an unsuspecting guy to fuck. But here she was, with some guy, at some house, one day she sure it be some town somewhere, but for now home town would do. He was cute, tall, athletic, nice smile, just the unsuspecting jock type, he would do. He was in for a treat, the girl he had just laid down started to remove her top. Now she was nothing short of stunning, her long dirty blond hair falling just over her face, she coyly moved it back with her little finger, then moving south with her hands, down her sides to her legs, the smoothly shaven beauties were far from her strong point, but the man found them very alluring, instead of leading straight to her source, she moved her hands around her hips and behind her back, slowly moving the light material that was her top up her body. Her own fingers caressed her back as with a whipping motion she removed the top, exposing the bouncing beauties that now stared the young man in the face. Her double D breast were perfectly rounded, perfectly natural, she almost giggled at the sight of him, looking at her. She beckoned him to her, climbing atop of her, she directed his drooling mouth to her wonderful jugs. He was eager but sloppy, he went straight to the point of her nipples, it would do... for now. He made her very perky and she could feel herself getting wet. The quick release catch clicked, attracting his attention to her now way ward skirt and her very damp g-string. He pulled his thumbs underneath the silk material and pulled them down her legs. He tried to get his fingers towards her wet snatch, but she grabbed his hand and jerked him forward. In one quick movement, she had his head between her legs, he began lapping like a dog at a water bowl, totally unsatisfying. She continues to work his head as best she could before, she could stand it no longer. She grabbed him forward and told him to remove his clothes, his top was half off when she grabs his dick and squeezed, his young wood reacted favorably. "Good" she thought, I won't have to give him a blowjob. With his jeans flung across the room, she brought him down and into her. As he penetrated, she gasped. He was wide if not long, just over 6 inches but a good 3 inches around, far better than her fingers had been for the last three weeks. For the next ten minutes they went at it as only lust enslaved teenagers could. She grabbed his back, sticking her nails into him hard, scratching down his back, he let out a surprised yelp and stopped moving into her. She looked at him. He at her. They continued but she suddenly felt very bored, a minute later he climaxed into her, his heavy breathing doing nothing for her. He shrank quickly and quietly away, and rolled off her to one side. Typical guy she thought, he was asleep in minutes. Disappointed and not giving him the satisfaction of remembering her naked when sober, she grabs her clothes and left, making her way to a taxi rank, before making her way into her own home. The cold dark was no help on her mood, a dead end job, no boyfriend, and no decent sex in over 4 months, god she ached to be held, to be taken, far beyond anything she had ever done before. Two weeks on She had a call from the girls, they were going out tonight, Saturday night, once again. How could she refuse after another two weeks at home with work getting to her, she needed to end this drought of simply bad sex. In the last year she had become a wanton sex animal, desperate for release but rarely able to get it. She needed more than just your average guy, not some guy who thought he was a stud, but a guy who knew how to handle a woman's body, knew how to take care of her, and when the time was right, ravage her very being. God she was getting hot just thinking about it, she'd have to change her underwear again. She threw the dampish knickers in the underwear, she found that wear a g-string worked great with low rider jeans, everyone got a good look at her ass. But when on a warm night like this, she needed a skirt, she went for the traditional knickers. The look gave her that frilly 50's look and it drove the right guys wild. She met her friends at a club in the city center, the place was filling just nicely, and although there were more girls than guys right now, she knew she could work her magic. Three hours and 6 assholes later, she'd given up, everyone in the place was a jerk, thinking they could just jump into her pants, another sloppy fuck, well she wouldn't settle for that this time. She tried, danced with a free, rubbing her hot body up and down several guys, getting a good grasp of who they really were, none of them were men, not real men, just sad pathetic excuses. She wouldn't give her bountiful breasts away so easily, despite the many groping. If worse came to worse she had "friends" at home. Her friends had been off dancing on the floor, they came back with a couple ordinary looking guys, one of them she'd turned down earlier. They wanted to leave, get their own satisfaction, what choice did she have, stay here alone, with tens of idiots hitting on her, or go home, regroup and do it herself. As they grabbed coats, she got a glimpse, just a glimpse. She broke free of her friends hand and made a dash back around the corner, he was gone. Disappointed she turned back towards her friends, there he was standing in front of her, only a few inches bigger than she, but his presence, his eyes. He looked deep into her eyes and she melted, a cold shiver went down her, he whispered words into her ear, but the daze she was in had taken her. Her body felt weak as he let go, turned and left her again. She stood their, unable to move. SNAP, out her daze she came, her friends dragging her to the taxi, she thought she heard on of them say how much she'd had to drink, how little did they know, she had stared upon an Adonis, not a man but a god. She shook her head, what was she saying, he was only a man, had it been so long since that good fuck, that she was so willing. It can't be she said, it simply can't or I wouldn't have turned all those others down. In the taxi home, the two young groupings were at each others faces, one man had his hand caressing a breast of her friend. The 19 year old C sized breasts responding to the man's hands, her nipples becoming hard, as if Ice were drawn over them. On the other side, the second man had his hand well placed, one behind her head as he ate away at her face, the second underneath her skirt, the juices were already following from her wet pussy, the man obviously had some skill. And her she was sat, waiting, waiting for what, she didn't know but she knew it would come, and she knew what she had to do. The taxi stopped at hers first, she threw a twenty at the cabbie and rushed into her home, straight up stairs and into the bathroom. Her loving sex was aching to be touched as she removed her skirt and panties, but she couldn't, she wouldn't, she waited. She pulled the shaving kit from the sink cupboard, her legs were already perfectly smooth, she had another place to shave. She felt so soft as the hair disappeared from around her pussy, she had always kept herself nicely trimmed, but now it shone with its baldness, perfectly smooth. A quick go around again on her legs and she felt herself. Pushing up from the base of her legs, all the way up... until.... Heavy breathing from just touching her own legs, he snatch waited, it craved attention. But there was more to do now, much more. The door was already unlocked, but best to shut it and return to the bedroom. Her top removed, he bra thrown out the open window, she lay in the moonlight room, with just her skirt on. She waited. For hours she moved around her bed, aching to be touched, almost fearing to do it herself, she twitched at every noise, she couldn't bare it. Stood in the corridor, he waited, the power he had over her was complete, you could see that from the fact he was here, and she was riving over their. He walked into the room, holding her red lace bra, she looked at him, desperation in her eyes. He walked up to her, crawling on top over her, she lay there waiting for him to touch her, just touch her, he whispered in her ear, the only thing she couldn't stand. 'Don't cum until I tell you'. How could she last, how could all this stay inside her. He started kissing her neck, then moved sensually down to her magnificent breasts, he appreciated fine art, and this was a sculpture to be proud of. He licked around the base of her breasts, a small moan escaped her mouth. He moved in circles moving ever close to the pinnacle of mountains until... She unleashed a high moan as he flicked her nipples with his tongue, moving from nipple to nipple, until they were as sharp as razors. He gave each a little tug with his teeth, pulling them slightly up, she arched her back to compensate but he released and she dropped back down. This is exactly the direction he went, down. His hands start to move around her smooth legs, going over her skirt, she lay their anticipating his hands. It was not his hands that made first contact. With a whip of his tongue across her clit, she screamed, the ecstasy was incredible, he whipped his tongue up and down, around, he knew exactly what he was doing, the right pace, the right momentum, everything was perfect, she scream again and again, unable to take it. Screw the neighbours listening in, she had never felt like this. She couldn't even see him, his head covered by her white frilly skirt. After ten minutes of absolute bliss, he pulled his head out and said, in five seconds you will come for me. He placed his head down back between her legs, her breathing became short inaudible. He whipped his tongue as a countdown, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 and then with one last flick she came, and by god did she cum. She skirted pussy juice all over his face, he continued to lick and push with his tongue. She arched her back, screaming, trashing all over her bed. Finally after almost a minute she came to rest. She just lay there, her chest going up and down, the look of euphoria etched onto her face. He beckon her over to him, made her come to him crawling across her bed, she got on her knees, making her head height with him, and a compulsion made her lick, she licked her pussy juices from his face, then from his hand. She pulled his shirt open, to reveal not an Adonis figure, but a man frame, a real man, marks of other conquest were on his chest, scratches, bruises, all present. He continued to lick, and even gave his nipples a playful lick and bite, but she knew what he wants. Click his top button undone, the zipper sliding down, she sat on the edge of her bed and his cock pop from his pants into plain view, right in front of her face. Even soft it must have been a solid 5 inches, as she cupped his balls it started to grow. She took it into her hands. She tried not to shake, but the monster in front of her was pointing like a rifle, she pulled the skin back and licked the head, it responded in kind, she place his cock in her mouth, only an inch or so to just start with. If she normally went down on guys it was tentative licking and maybe a bit of hand action, but not this time, he took her hands and placed them behind her back, telling her to keep them their, she was focused as she slowly started to glide up and down, creating a tight grip with her lips, making sure her teeth didn't come into contact. Inch after inch she spread until 5 inches were flowing into her waiting mouth. His cock not only grew in length but it girth, a solid 4 inches around, maybe more, but she couldn't wait to take that into her waiting pussy. For now she couldn't stop gliding back and forth, his breathing increased, until his dick swelled slightly and he shot. The first shot hit the back of her throat, she swallowed greedily, she'd never done that before, as he shot again, he pulled back, and shot first onto her face, then onto her breasts. He smiled at her. She laid back and scooped the cum from her face into her mouth, before doing the same with her breasts, she felt all over her body, it was ready, it was waiting, and then with a slow thrust, he penetrated her. Her sloppy pussy took he reharding cock with delight, he pushed only half way into begin, feeling his way around, teasing the famous g-spot, as he cock grew back to full length, he trust into her, her flimsy skirt moving back and forth as he plunged into her, her breast bouncing with his trusting. A free hand grasps at her tits giving them a playful squeeze, but she was all about the cock in her pussy. He thrust into her, not hard, but firm, her legs trying to widen as they took as much cock as possible. He stopped, slapped her ass, something in her head snapped and she knew it was time for a change. He lay down, she grabbed his cock and directed it into the waiting well. This time it was her pounding, up and down, giving slight rotations, making sure ever inch of the wonderful cock made it's way into her, she came, she was riding like a wild buck and she came, he grabbed her as she fell onto his chest, the few minutes on top had exhausted her..... but not him. He pushed her off, and onto her front, he dragged her to the edge of the bed, where he positioned himself behind her once again, she tried to resist but it was no good, he was back inside her, stretching her to the limit, he pushed in again and again, but he would not cum, not yet, he had other plans. Pulling out with an audible pop, he position himself once more, at the opening to her ass, he scooped some pussy juice and placed it around her anus, the juice on his cock combined made penetration easier than it should be. The monster in her ass was too much for the young girl, she came again. He pulled slightly out, then back in again, making her ass friction less and glide easy. He started to move in and out, until he was fully pounding, and he meant to pound. The girl who was once a woman was being fucked to the very depths of her life. Her fingers were back at her clit, rubbing furiously for one more. In perfect unison, they both came, her hand covered in her juices once more, and a river of his cum flowing into her ass, never before had she done such a thing, she had been allowed to feel so great, so special, so truly fucked. He pulled out.... And it was gone, once again reality had come back, she was just a thirty something woman, working on a checkout till, that glorious fuck has never come, with him the possibilities would have been endless, would have been fantastic, she could of conquered the world, the confidence that would have given her, but alas no, all she was, was a simply worker, with a very damp chair.... [end] Her Story She stood outside the hotel for a few moments. Confused whether to go in or return back. It was her idea. She wanted to meet him. She wanted to be taken by him. Used by him. But the terms for the meeting were his. She knew them. And they scared her. At the same time they she felt excited. Despite being in her early 30s, she had quickly become a successful corporate lawyer. A partnership at her law firm wasn't far off. She was ruthless and aggressive for her clients in the negotiations. However he had tamed her without meeting her or revealing himself to her. He had brought out her slutty and submissive side which she never thought existed. But there wasn't much time to think. It was almost time. If she had to get what she wanted, she needed to decide fast. She went inside the hotel to the reception. She was dressed impressively; a white shirt, a business skirt, pearl necklace, subtle makeup, her Versace handbag. Nobody noticed her nervousness or had any doubts about her true nature. She had already booked the room a week earlier as per the instructions she had received from him. She collected the key cards and asked the front office to keep the spare one with them. It was to be provided to the business associate whenever he presented himself and they were not to be disturbed after that. She took the card and proceeded towards the suite asking the bellboy not to accompany her. The presidential suite had its own private elevator and a separate wing on the top floor. It would give them all the privacy they needed. Nobody would know what happened there. Nervous and excited she walked through the private wing and entered the room wondering how long she would have to wait. She entered the Presidential suite awaiting him. To her surprise she wasn't the first one there. There was a small parcel and a printed note on it. He had been there!! She looked around searching him. But she was alone now. She had a look at the note and gasped!! She read it again!! It excited her!! Ohh the humiliation!! The risk!! She could feel a tingling in her body!!. She folded the note and kept it on the parcel. Before opening the parcel she had to clean herself. As per the instructions in the note, she walked to the middle of the room in front of the mirror. She had a look at herself in the mirror. And she began to strip. Slowly she unbuttoned her shirt. Her milky white boobs caged inside her bra were now visible. They were well developed and at 34C were the first things you would notice about her. She remove her white shirt, neatly folded it and kept it on the bed. Next she unzipped her skirt zipper, undid the button, and slowly pulled it down and stepped out of it. After folding she placed it with her shirt. She looked at herself in the mirror. She saw a female in black lace bra and panty with a hot curvy figure. The 34C white milky boobs, a 28 inch waist with a flat tummy and a round 36 inch ass. Anybody seeing her like that would beg to be in bed with her. But she knew who it was who liked to beg. And luckily for her, he knew it too. She continued to remove her clothes, she unhooked her bra, and removed one strap from her shoulder, then the other letting the bra drop off. Having such voluptuous boobs, she was always used to wearing bras. He often asked her to sleep braless, which was often uncomfortable, but she enjoyed being commanded and doing things which pleased him. Finally she slid down her panties, losing every bit of her clothing on her. She had waxed her crotch before coming as he had her instructed. The cold ac air made her freshly cleaned crotch shiver. Maybe it was the meeting which made it tremble more. She stacked all her clothes in a neat pile, and went down on her hands and knees. The note had instructed her to clean herself before presenting self to him. She crawled towards the bathroom, expecting to shower herself once inside. She began to crawl towards the bathroom to get herself fresh and ready for him. She hated to crawl; it was one of the most difficult things she had to do once she had decided on this lifestyle. It made her realize her submissiveness more than anything else. The rough sex, the abuse, the costumes were all props to a normal life. It was the crawling which made her realize that she was a submissive, a slave to somebody, a pet bitch for her master. The first time she crawled for him during their online sessions, she had stopped suddenly, disconnected, and refused to go online for next few days. She feared her own submissiveness. She enjoyed their online roleplays and these sessions which had just begun and turned up the excitement a few notches. But crawling for the first time made her feel she was diving inside a pit from which there would be no return. She was afraid she would lose her identity if she crawled. She would forever become somebody's owned bitch. But a part of her wanted exactly that. She remained confused for days. Finally she reasoned with herself she could stop it anytime just like the first time and she should do what makes her happy. She went back online, apologized to him. She wanted to continue feeling owned by him. So the next time he ordered, she crawled, she got the same helpless feeling again, but she did. Not because she enjoyed the crawling, but because she enjoyed being made to do things he liked; to submit to him. From that time till today, she still felt humiliated when she crawled, but did it all the same, just for him. So she crawled to the bathroom. Inside to her surprise was a portable pet shower. A small steel and glass container with water jets from all sides. It was already connected to the water mains. She knew what she had to do. With utter humiliation she crawled inside that small apparatus on all her fours. She barely fitted inside, she closed its door, and put her hand out to turn the machine on. And the water streams began to hit her from all side. Cleansing her from all sides for him, to be used by him. She was being cleaned like she really was.. a pet bitch. Her humiliation levels went up a few more levels. And so did the tingling feeling in her crotch. She adjusted herself so that those jet streams hit her crotch and relieve her a bit. She knew that she wasn't allowed to touch herself without his permission. So she did the best she could do to get those cold water jets to reduce the tension in her pussy. But all it managed was to tickle her pussy and excite it even more. And the humiliation did not help it either. She was becoming more and more horny. As soon as the showers stopped after a timer of 15 minutes, she crawled outside, and dried herself while still being on all fours. Then she crawled out naked and horny. She knew she had to get ready for him.