****** The Meeting by Mistress Shadow ******
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The Meeting


Ms Dee had chosen the restaurant because of her familiarity with the
establishment, one where there would be people she knew close by, yet one where
she could have privacy while sitting at Her favorite table, the one tucked into
a darkened corner of the room, off to the side, where the waitresses and
bathroom traffic would not be hassling to and fro while She dined.

Her black dress clung to Her tan, well-defined thighs, hugging onto Her skin as
She entered the establishment, boots clicking on the hardwood floor with a deep
mumbled presence. She nodded to Jim behind the counter with a smile and a wink
as he looked up smiling, admiring Ms Dee's grace, elegance, and self-assured
glow. The sound of utensils being used, small talk from those sitting at the
tables and bar, and an old Eagles song playing through an outdated speaker
system filled the room. She reached her table and slowly slid off the soft
leather coat - black, long, sleek.

She glanced around the room to see if Andy had arrived, and nodded pleased with
Herself in knowing She made sure She would be the first to get there. She saw
no sign of him as a waitress approached.

"I'll take a coffee, black, two sugars, no cream." Ms Dee nodded to let the
girl know she was finished.

She watched as the waitress hurried off, pencil tucked behind ear, the tails of
a dirty apron dancing from side to side across her out of shape ass.

Ms Dee unfolded a newspaper and began to catch up on the daily news.

She acknowledged the waitress when the coffee arrived by looking over the top
edge of the paper and nodding with a pleased smile, "That will be all for now,
but I am expecting someone, so do make sure to keep an eye on me."

The waitress smiled and nodded her head slightly, "Yes, ma'am, no problem."

Ms Dee enjoyed her coffee and occasionally looked toward the door for Her boy
to enter. Then she saw him, tall as he had described, medium build. She looked
at her watch and smiled because he had made a point to get there early, but as
always, She was always one step ahead.

As he approached, She laid the paper onto the table and smiled, waving Her hand
for him to take a sit. "Dear boy, how wonderful it is to finally lay eyes on
you."

"Thank You, Ms Dee, the pleasure is all mine." He bowed his head slightly and
sat, too nervous to look into Her eyes.

"I am pleased with your attire, very nice." Ms Dee said as She studied him
carefully. His hands were strong, yet unsure in their movements, his gold watch
glistened in what little light made it's way to them in the corner, his
shoulders slumped somewhat, but his body indeed looked firm and kept up. After
weeks of talking on the internet, She finally was laying eyes on the boy who
wooed Her and pleaded with Her for the opportunity to meet. She was not
disappointed, as She knew he would not be.

"I trust you found the place without trouble?" She pulled out a cigarette and
placed it slowly between Her crimson lips while tossing a lighter onto the
table in front of Andy. "With such a fine boy as yourself around, there appears
to be no need for me to light my own cigarette."

The hint was immediately understood. He reached for the lighter and brought the
flame toward Her. She looked at him and thought, Good boy.

"You shall do this whenever I wish to smoke, is this understood, boy?"

"Yes, ma'am," he said meekly, still not looking into Her eyes.

She leaned forward and placed a finger under his chin to lift his gaze to Hers,
"Now, we have been talking for quite some time and I think we should get to
know one another a lil' better," She let her finger fall from his chin then
patted the chair beside her, "Come sit next to me." Without hesitation he
followed her instructions and sat close to her just as the waitress returned,
pad in hand.

"What can I get for your friend?" She asked.

Ms Dee smiled, "He will have a glass of water with four cubes of ice, and We
shall both enjoy your chef salad." She took a draw of Her cigarette and blew it
toward the waitress, watching as the smoke oozed over her pad and arms.

"Can do." The waitress said. And she was off again.

Ms Dee turned to look at Andy and noticed he was looking at Her, somewhat
puzzled, or maybe, simply somewhat surprised.

"Well now, I must keep my boy healthy and fit, yes?" She winked and took
another sip of coffee as Her free hand slid under the table onto Andy's thigh.
Her hand massaged its way to his crotch where she searched, found, and grabbed
his cock through his pants. She rubbed gently and looked into his eyes for a
reaction. He did not pull away, but then again, the look on his face did not
necessarily say he was comfortable with what was happening.

"It is just a tiny thing, isn't it?" A sigh escaped her parted lips as Her
fingers found the top of his zipper, "Well, why don't we see just how big it
can get." She unzipped his pants slowly, oh so slowly, biting Her bottom lip
and letting the naughtiness of the situation run through Her. Her hand slowly
worked into his pants, reaching down to grab and pull on his small, limp, cock.
She rubbed for a couple of minutes, gazing at him the whole time, though not
once did he dare look into Her eyes. Finally She felt him grow hard and
upright, "It's definitely not very large, but I am sure I can put this small
piece of meat you have to good use," She squeezed tighter and taunted him with
a wicked giggle.

Andy noticed the waitress heading back to their table and jerked away from Ms
Dee, trying to straighten himself, though his cock was well hid by the
tablecloth.

The waitress placed their order onto the table, took the ashtray and replaced
it with a clean one then looked at Ms Dee, "Will there be anything else for
now?"

"No, we are fine, thank you."

The waitress turned and walked away once more.

Ms Dee immediately turned toward Andy, leaned forward so She was only inches
from his face, and reached once more under the table to grab his smallish cock,
pulling it from his pants once more. "This is MY cock, and you are never to
pull it away from me again. Do you understand this, boy?"

"Yes, Ma'am, but the..."

She cut him off, "Do you think I would embarrass myself, boy, or compromise
you? Don't be ridiculous, you are not worth my embarrassment, and if you aren't
careful, you will not be worth my time."

She stood and grabbed the paper, tossing it towards Andy so it landed on top of
his chef salad, "Now, read that, there are some interesting things in there I
think you will like." She slipped into Her coat and pushed in Her chair, "Enjoy
your salad, boy, and make sure you read that paper before leaving."

Andy watched as Ms Dee left. Through the window he could see Her get into a car
and drive off.

When he opened the paper, he noticed something fall to the floor and a sheet of
paper taped to front page. Written in beautiful handwriting were directions. On
the floor laid a key. He paid the waitress, caught everyone's attention by
jogging out of the restaurant, hopped into his car, and was on his way to the
designated hotel within minutes.

He entered the room and again saw a sheet of paper, this one on the edge of the
bed next to a pair of handcuffs and a blindfold, but no Ms Dee.

My boy, you are to strip free of your clothes, fold them neatly and place them
on the dresser, then blindfold yourself, cuff your hands behind your back, and
kneel in the center of the floor.

Andy does as instructed and waits - quietly, patiently - for minutes, then an
hour or more. A key in the doorknob startles him; he again shifts his weight to
accommodate his sore knees.

Ms Dee slowly opened the door, making sure to be blatant in Her movements,
knowing Her boy's senses would be on edge due to his vulnerable predicament and
lack of sight. The sound of Her leather coat, her nylons rubbing gently as She
walked, Her boots making mumbled steps on the carpet. Her keys hitting the
night table, Her coat being taken off, her aroma filling the room with the
sweet smell of Sunflower from Elizabeth Arden.

She walked to him, and reveled in how anxious and nervous he looked. His lips
parted, head turning to and fro trying to get a bearing on exactly where She
was.

Slowly, She circled behind him, and then leaned in closely so he would feel her
breath on his ear as she whispered, "Good boy, I see you follow directions
well," She reached around to tweak his nipple, "Now let's see how you follow
orders," She leaned in and bit his earlobe before standing and trailing her
finger off his shoulder.

Her hand reached down and grabbed a handful of hair and pulled upward, "Stand
for me boy, and make sure to keep those muscular legs of yours spread wide."
She said this in a much more firm voice than She had used up to this point.

Andy quickly stood and shot his legs outward.

Her hands began inspecting his body, from his ankles to his thighs, onto his
buttocks for a few squeezes then up his back and to his shoulders before
sliding down his arms and back to his ass once more. She reached between his
legs and pressed against his back, her dress cool against his skin, "And do you
know why you shall keep those legs of yours spread in my presence at all
times?"

"So You are able to excess this ass anytime You wish, whether physically or by
simply viewing me, Mistress Dee."

She grabbed his cock from between his legs and bit onto his shoulder, "Good
boy, I enjoy a slut who learns quickly and remembers why he is here. And do
tell me," She released his cock and cupped his balls firmly, "Why are you
here?"

"For Your pleasure, Mistress Dee, for You or anyone You choose to use as You
wish."

"Very nice. Now bend over and place your hands on your knees, boy. And do keep
that back arched and those legs straight. I like the way it makes your ass
begged to be fucked."

She traces a finger from his sac, up his crack, to his asshole. She teased and
rubbed along its edges.

A moan escaped his lips, for which he was spanked hard.

"You are to say nothing during your inspection, and that includes any sound
unless You are asked a question. Do you understand?" She grabbed his hair and
forced his head back.

"Ye-Yes, Mistress Dee, completely understood, I shall not talk nor make a sound
unless asked a question during inspection."

His hair is released. His ass now rubbed once more.

"You have a nice firm butt, this pleases me. I shall enjoy taking that hole of
yours and making it mine. Now stand straight."

She presses up against him from behind, "Time for the next part."

He heard her move in front of him. He searched the darkness of his blindfold
for a peek, but none were found.

Ms Dee pressed against his chest, letting the side of her face rub against his,
Her warm breath on his ear. She teased his skin with light touches of Her lips
as She moved across his neck, chest and stomach.

He visibly trembled when Mistress Dee's hot breath flowed onto his upper thigh,
his hard cock only inches away from Her face.

She could feel the heat from his cock radiating against her skin. She leaned
back to get an eye level view as Her fingertip played with the tip of his cock,
rubbing the precum around the head until it glistened with lust.

"Your cock is very excited, boy, do you match its enthusiasm?" She traced Her
hand up his torso and stood slightly to reach his mouth. "Open up, slut," She
brought her finger to his lips, "Taste that dick juice for me." She lewdly
shoved Her finger into his mouth, flicking it side to side like a crazed
dentist searching for something wrong. "That's it, suck it as You will my strap
on. Get use to your cum, for you shall clean up your mess whenever I wish you
too."

She removed her finger then slapped him lightly across the face. "Understood?"

He quickly answered, "Yes, Mistress, completely."

She rubbed his face gently with the palm of one hand as the other went to his
erect cock, "Good, boy." She began to stroke him slowly, looking at his lips as
they quivered with anticipation, excitement, need, lust.

"Have you done as instructed and denied this cock the pleasure of cumming?"

"Yes, Mistress Dee."

"For the whole fourteen days?"

"Yes, Mistress Dee, as You ordered me to." His voice sounded desperate.

"Hmm, I guess I shall soon see. I want You to cum for me now." She began to
stroke faster, Her grip tighter and rougher.

He began to shake as She felt his cock throbbing madly within Her hand,
throbbing as he began to shoot onto Her outfit and thighs. She ripped off his
blindfold and looked into his eyes as he tried to focus.

When he calmed down his eyes seemed to whimper at Her.

"Now, kneel down like a good boy and clean up this big mess like the nasty lil
cum slut you are."

He came to Her quickly, and began the chore of cleaning his cum from wherever
it had landed. Her dress, Her thighs, Her boots, and a few streams on the
carpeted floor. She then tugged onto his hair so he would kneel straight, "Now
clean my palm and fingers." She rubbed onto his mouth hard.

Pleased, She released his hair and knelt before him. Her palms cupped his face
as She talked. "You have been a very good boy, and you have pleased me. From
this point forward, consider your mind, body, and soul, mine. I own those eyes
I am looking into," She reached out with Her hand and traced his body as She
continued, "I own this chest, these arms, these legs, and this cock." She
squeezed his tired shaft tightly. "And of course we know who owns your ass,
don't we?"

"Yes, Mistress Dee, You do, You own all I am. Thank You Mistress." A tear
formed and dripped across his cheek.

"And are you happy?"

"Oh yes Mistress, extremely happy." He nodded and leaned into Her touch.

"Good, and I also want you to be proud, because you have the world at your feet
when you are serving at mine."

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