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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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She tapped it out on her wrist, a sign that she was worried so he pulled her in closer and whispered in her ear,
"You’re ok my girl we're nearly there."
The female voice softly spoke out,
"Etage sept" and a quick glance up saw the red Seven light up and the doors open. She tried not to show her need to get out of the lift but failed as she squeezed through the gap before it had fully opened leaving her master standing inside the lift as she let out a relieved breath.
He walked up to her placing his hand in the small of her back and steered her down the hallway. As they passed a couple heading towards the lift they had just vacated his hand moved around her waist and pulled her in closer. He dipped his head towards her and calmly but firmly spoke.
"I'm aware of your dislike of lifts and enclosed spaces my girl but never, EVER push ahead of me again."
His breath sent shivers across her neck and caught the loose hairs hanging free from the clip in her hair. She felt the flutters in her tummy and the clench of anticipation.
"I'm sorry Sir. I forgot myself in my eagerness to get out. I won't step ahead of you again Sir."
"Apology accepted sweet girl and next time I will stand you at the back of the lift!"
She inwardly groaned even though his demanding ways turned her on she just wished he'd let her use the stairs.
She was pulled back to the hallway when he stopped and turned her towards the big oak door. He pulled out a card wallet and retrieved the room key, slotting it into the holder on the door she watched as the green light flashed up and a click gave them entry to suite 700.
Her stomach flipped and she glanced up to him while he placed the key back into his wallet and slipped it back into the inner pocket of his jacket.
He always looked so dapper, he wore a grey blue trouser suite and waistcoat with a darker toned shirt and tie. She was reminded of how turned on she was when she felt the dampness inbetween her legs. The anticipation of what lay in store tonight heightening her excitement.
"The bathrooms through those doors to the left. Shower and return to me. You have ten minutes."
With that he pushed the glass door to the lounge open and walked in, she waited momentarily. Hearing the clink of a glass and the twist of a cork lid she peered through the gap in the door. He had moved to stand in front of the large scenic window with a short tumbler in his right hand. He looked so refined and strong she gasped her loins aching and quickly made her way to shower.
Once dry, which hadn't taken her long as she had pushed her time limit getting side tracked in the hallway, she headed out to the main area where her Master was waiting.
She noticed he had been busy whilst she showered.
Very busy, as now he stood before her in a more casual sweat pant and black tshirt that pulled tight around his muscular arms and across his back.
To her left she noticed the rope hanging down from the upper floor balustrade and an array of toys were laid out on the black ornate console table. She also became aware of the music that played out softly in the background. Her favourite classical music for nights like this.
He walked barefoot across the thick plush carpet and stopped just short of her.
Immediately she dropped her gaze and stood in her waiting position.
'Kneel before your Master my girl.'
She dropped down and held her wrist behind her back. This action immediately pulling the towel she had wrapped around her to her waist and exposed her breast. She became aware of how exposed she now was kneeling in the large window that looked out across the snow capped mountains. It was dark outside and the dimmed lights of the suite pulled the scenery in so both became one. From their position above the other buildings she felt amazing.
He walked around her taking the towel and lifting it free he growled, 'naked, always naked for your Master!'
The tone of authoritive sensuality in his voice gave a chill down her spine and she shivered.
His departure from her side bought her focus back and she watched his feet move towards the sofa. He centered himself and took a seat.
"Eyes up sweet girl!"
She lifted her gaze and awaited her orders.
"Attend to my empty glass then sit down on here."
He tapped the edge of a very chic looking coffee table. It was polished white and in a shape that reminded her of a smooth stone off a pebbled beach.
Pushing herself up from her kneeling position she rose to her feet and walked with a little swing of her hips to the empty glass Sir had put by the drinks tray. Refilling it as he liked she turned with a little seduction in her twist and stood in front of him. She offered his glass back to him, "Thank you! I noticed how you were teasing me with your gorgeous hips and bottom. You know how this does things to me don't you my girl?"
And he reached out pushing his hand between her legs and up across her pussy he wiped her dampness onto his hand.
"..and it seems you like to tease me too!" He smiled.
"I'm glad it's got you ready for what I want from you first. Sit!"
She placed herself down, as Sir had ordered, on the coffee table. And flushed as he sat back in to the deep sofa with his tumbler in his hand and a pouch to his left side. His head dipped to one side,
"Ahhhh, I see you've noticed your toy my girl, the flush of red that has tainted your body tells me," he half smiled.
"I'm going to enjoy my after dinner drink while you entertain me. I want you to show me how you turn yourself on when you think about your Master and I want your orgasm from your own hand !"
He looked deep into her eyes.
"...and don't forget I want to hear your excitement, you know how your master enjoys hearing you moan!"
Her stomach lurched and she fought the temptation to roll her eyes upward. Her inner thoughts had her running to the snow capped mountains that framed the view outside. Sir knew how this kind of exhibitionism made her uncomfortable she had never enjoyed it and was wondering why he had decided that this was what he wanted from her tonight. He was always willing to work her up with a flogging or cane work. He was pushing her as he had with the lift!
A simple glance to the hanging rope and toys laid out made Sirs voice pull her back to her situation.
"Patients sweet girl. Give your Master his desires first and he will see what you earn at the end!'
Her pause caused Sir to add,
"Eyes to mine sweet girl!"
She looked ahead and into blue eyes that returned her gaze.
"I want THOSE eyes from you! I want THAT look that tells me everything you desire from me!
I want ALL you can show me with a look Sweet girl, and your master wants it now!"
He had taken her hand as he said those words and had placed the vibrator in her hand, now free from its little black pouch. And he pushed himself back to his relaxed seated position on the sofa.
Although nervous she was already turned on and evidence of that had started to trail down between her thighs and was drying on Sirs hand.
She loved to submit to him, Sir, her Master and if it was fears Sir wanted to push tonight than she was damn well going to fight them. No stepping out ahead of time! No tapping on her wrist to distract her anxieties! But this was going to be a show and a half! Bring out that inner bitch and show Sir that she could pass any test!.....
She shuffled a little and pushed herself back so she had a stable position on the table. The surface was cold and was beginning to become slippery with her dampness and perspiration. Pulling her legs wider with her hands she became open to Sir. Positioning her left hand behind her to lean on, she moved her right hand up her leg and over her tummy area tempting Sirs eyes to follow. She locked hers onto him and drank in his obvious excitement gaining courage in knowing what her actions did to him.
She dipped her hand down and rubbed herself, covering all areas with her juices and rolling her clit between her fingers she moaned and arched her back upwards. She lifted her right leg up and tucked her foot up to rest on the table and slowly lay back. The shape of the coffee table caused her head to drop down over the edge and lift her breast up and she started to circle her nipples with her now free left hand. Rubbing each nipple in turn and twisting into firm peaks her pussy responded and clenched.
She heard her Master suck in through his teeth and a low growl escape. This gave her add confidence and she picked up the wand. Feeling for the switch she felt it buzz into action and she started to gently massage her breast slowly with it. Dipping over each one and teasing each nipple she gasped and spontaneously moved her hips upwards. Edging the wand down her body she had been using her fingers to work her lips and clit with her right hand and now she changed to take the wand in her right so she could use her left to open herself up and show her master how swollen and open she was. The vibration of the wand was subtle and its low hum was delicious to her as she edged it towards her clit. She heard a deep groan escape her throat.
"Sweet girl you look so wet and your pussy is throbbing! Taste yourself!"
Removing her hand from below she ran it up her body leaving a wet trail and ran her two fingers over her bottom lip. Flicking out her tongue to taste her juices then running them across her mouth rolling her tongue over both her fingers and sucking them clean, she moaned her appreciation.
"How does that taste?" Sir asked.
"So sweet Sir" she whispered
"Just how your master likes it sweet girl?"
"Yes Master....it's all for you!"
"I think you need to turn it up a bit Sweet girl. I need to see you cum!"
With that she pushed on the handle and twisted her body as the wand took her body to another level of ecstasy.
Each roll of the wand over her pussy opening and clit had her stomach clenching and the feelings building up from within began to take over. Every time she pushed harder against the head of the wand she could feel herself pulsing against it. Her loins contracted in pleasure and she could feel her body building up to the orgasm her Master wanted.
"Please Sir" she breathlessly begged.
"Cum my girl", Sir ordered and as soon. As she had his permission her pussy contracted in intense pleasure and her release had her moaning out loud.
"Oh Sir! Oh. My. GOD! SIR!"
Her body continued to ride the waves of the orgasm that ripped through her over and over and with continual massaging of her pussy she built up to release again. The coffee table was now slippy with her juices and sweat and she struggled to keep her foot up. Just as the second orgasm was taking over her body she felt Sir move over her and his fingers plunge deep into her he began to stroke her G-spot. This new feeling of internal pleasure made her arch up and he began to vigorously pump into her using his fingers expertly. She felt a heat building up so intense that she held her hand onto her stomach and squirmed against it.
"When I order if sweet girl let it flo, I want you to soak me"
He didn't let up his invasion pounding against her and her muscles were hurting from the contracting inside.
"After three my girl"
A shiver ran through her loins and her pussy contracted.
"One!" His breathing heavy
"Two!" Sir paused and she moaned out.
"THREE!" He roared!
With her final command she burst open for him and her watery release escaped down onto the table.
Sir hissed his satisfaction and began to pump harder, faster hitting her G-spot with such vigor she erupted a second time and this time she gushed. She could hear her ejaculation splashing out over Sirs hand against her legs and backside. The warm fluid was felt underneath her back against the coffee table.
Her head fell backwards and her heart pounded in her chest. Her breath was short and she had to shut her eyes to calm her emotions.
"That is the most beautiful vision. Your juices flowing out, your pussy pulsing and the blood swelling your clit! Beautiful!"
Sir bought his hand up to her mouth.
"Taste yourself My girl, taste those sweet juices of yours"
She sucked his fingers into her mouth and moaned against them.
"I WANT YOU ON MY COCK NOW!"
His demand pulled her from her after glow and he swiftly lifted her up onto him placing her straddled over his lap as he sat back against the sofa she felt his erection against her stomach.
"Free me and put me into that warm wet pussy"
She grabbed his sweats and pulled them down over his erection that sprung free as she did.
She positioned herself over her master. Still a slippery mess as she felt his tip against her pussy but her plans to take it slow halted by her master. He grabbed her arse and plunged himself deep as he pulled her down into him. His primal cry rose up deep from his chest as he worked up to his own finish. She felt the head of his cock now running onto her sensitive g-spot and she felt another orgasm building. As he pounded himself against her clit she felt his rigged cock twitching and her head fell back as she gave into another gushing orgasm. Sir responded by pulsing his release deep into her.
"Yes!" sir hissed against his teeth, "Yes my sweet girl, you felt so wet and warm around my cock"
"It felt wonderful Sir"
"You looked wonderful my girl, just want I wanted from you, thank you"
Her Masters compliment made her feel a sense of ownership. That she had owned her body. That she had owned her orgasm. That she had owned her own fear of pleasuring herself in front of her Master.
And the she felt truly owned by him.
Sir looked up to the ropes that hung down from the balustrades and then over to the console table. The edges of his mouth lifted into a grin and she swallowed deeply.
"Now let's see if we can get you to drift away sweet girl"..... |
