Meeting Mistress

An alarm woke her up at 8. She felt groggy and a bit hung over from the late night and wine. She looked at the tablet by the bed. It showed her daily doctor's appointment at 9, then a mini spa treatment at 9:30 and then "Meeting Basma - special room". In the afternoon was another appointment that just said "decoration - spa". Decoration?

She hadn't set the alarm. She guessed Farah had set it remotely.

Riley stretched, feeling relaxed and a mix of excitement and apprehension at what today held in store. She hated to admit it. But, apart from the thing onstage, she was enjoying this. She'd never explored her sexuality before and this felt almost like a sex boot camp. The constant parade of new experiences was making her feel warmed up, like sex could be happening at any time.

She quickly took a shower and went through her morning routine and had breakfast. She had a few minutes to reply to some messages and emails before heading to the doctor.

The doctor's visit was cursory. Her questions today focused on Riley's sex drive and she ended up telling her about the vibrator. Dr Najdi had just nodded and made a note in Riley's file on the laptop. The visit ended with her daily vitamin shot.

The spa was equally fast.

"No fun for you today," Addie said, winking. "We just do a quick wax and check your nails."

They had her undress, then Addie and Maggie went over her armpits, pubic area and legs, quickly removing any stray hairs. Then buffed her finger and toenails. They finished by styling her hair and touching up her makeup.

"You need to wear this."

Addie handed her a black bodysuit that seemed to have lots of areas exposed. Riley frowned, it seemed to be more revealing than covering.

Riley pulled it on. It had holes at the top of each breast, was crotchless and backless. It felt more like a belt than an outfit.

Maggie folded her clothes neatly and said they'd drop them back to her room.

"I can't wander through the house like this...I'm practically naked."

"It fine. There no one else at this end of the house. Security and chef far away. Cleaner won't come here until later. No one will see you."

Riley wasn't happy about this. Maybe she could borrow a robe or something?

"You go now. Mistress Basma be very mad if you late."

Riley took a step towards the door when Addie spoke again, "Stand very straight for her. Always call her Mistress or she get very angry."

Riley just nodded. The advice made her even more nervous about what was about to happen.

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Riley peered out the door into the quiet hallway. As Addie had said, no one was around. She stepped out onto the cold tiles. She hadn't really noticed them before since she'd always had shoes on. The spa tiles must be heated since it was always cozy and warm in there.

She started to walk toward the special room, feeling somehow more than naked in this barely there body suit. She opened the door and went down the stairs.

The room was dimly lit like before, but she could hear music playing softly. It was atmospheric, kind of like a classical piece, but played with digital instruments.

Sitting in one of the couches was a beautiful woman of about 30. She was very light skinned, with long jet black hair. But, it was her outfit that was most unusual. She was wearing a short black skirt with a black leather bustier and matching high heels.

She smiled dangerously and licked her blood red lips.

"You must be Riley. I am Mistress Basma. You may call me Mistress or Malik or Sayyidah. Anything else will result in punishment. Is that clear?"

Riley stood at attention, "Yes, Mistress."

"Good girl. Remain respectful and follow my commands to the letter and we'll get along very well.

"My job here is very simple: I'm here to help you win the competition. If we succeed, Sayyid Aziz will be extremely happy. If not, he will be disappointed.

"So, it is better to lose small than to lose big.

"Everything I tell you to do will help you win. Anything you refuse to do to the best of your ability will help you lose. Do you understand, girl?"

"Yes, Mistress."

Basma walked over to her and buckled a small leather collar around her neck. Riley noticed it had a small charm dangling from it depicting the profile of a black cat with a red eye.

"Good. We shall begin over here."

Basma opened one of the toy cabinets, exposing the neatly arranged collection of vibrators—with an obvious gap where the one Riley had taken was.

"As of today, am I correct in saying you've touched two cocks? Your ex was in your cunt only and our friend was in your mouth?"

Riley went crimson red with embarrassment. She decided to just answer the question and try to avoid having to elaborate—which would be much harder.

"Yes, Mistress."

Basma smiled, running her fingers playfully over the tips of some of the toys.

"Until we can improve on that...I want you to pick out the two vibrators closest in size to your lovers. There must be two about their size?"

Riley replied and stepped forward. She studied the collection...thinking back. Brett had been a little bigger than the toy she'd taken to her room...so she picked up the one next to the gap in the collection.

"Which one is this?"

"My ex boyfriend, Mistress."

Basma held it dangling downward, "a decent size. And our friend?"

Riley looked back into the cabinet. He'd been larger...she went a few more places to the right until she found one about the right size.

"This one looks about right, Mistress."

Basma smiled, "I hoped he'd be a decent size. You must have struggled a bit getting that cock into your mouth."

Riley looked downward, mortified. "Y...yes, Mistress. It was a bit big for me."

Basma laughed and tossed the two toys onto the nearby couch.

"I was pleased to see you took one to enjoy. But, it's much too small...let me pick one for you."

Basma turned to face Riley, moving her hand over the collection, moving it towards the largest ones. Riley swallowed. Those were huge! She'd never be able to handle one that size!

Basma laughed at her obvious discomfort, "soon...but not today. I think...this one...is more your size."

She handed her a thick vibrator that looked about 8" long. Riley thought she could just about use it with some effort.

"Bring those and follow me."

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Basma led her into the room with the wrought iron bed and several unusual pieces of furniture that looked designed for sex rather than lounging.

Riley followed, awkwardly carrying the vibrators. Basma pointed towards the bed and Riley set them down there. She noticed there was the usual tablet, a blindfold, headphones and a large bottle of lube set out on the bedside table.

Basma moved next to her. She looked her straight in the eye and reached between her legs. She parted Riley's lips and slid a finger inside her. Then she wiped her finger dry on the sleeve of Riley's outfit.

"Very good. You're already nice and wet for me. Sit on the bed, my little kalba."

Basma sat on a chair a few feet away.

"When your boyfriend fucked you, what position were you in?"

"I was...um...on my back and he was on top."

"Always?"

"Yes, Mistress. We...uh...only had sex a few times and...um...it was always that way."

She nodded towards the toys, "Get the small one you said was the size of his cock. Fuck it for me and give yourself an orgasm."

Riley had never masterbated in front of anyone before. But, she didn't think no was an option.

"Yes, Mistress."

As Riley leaned back on the bed, making herself comfortable on the pillow, Basma picked up the tablet from the bedside table.

"What was his name?"

"Brett."

"When you cum, I want you to say his name."

Riley nodded. This was somehow even worse than just having to cum for her.

She turned on the vibe and began teasing her clit. She loved the feel of the vibrations and teasing herself like this made her even wetter.

She shifted slightly and slid the vibe easily inside herself, letting out a small gasp as it parted her lips. Riley closed her eyes and imagined one of the times with Brett.

He was very gentle. He'd enter her slowly, and slide into her all the way in a long, steady motion. Then he'd slide back and forth, firm but steady. It was like he wanted to really take his time.

She mirrored his love making with the toy. Moving it in and out as she imagined him inside her.

"Oh, Brett...yesss...just like that." Her voice was breathy, but louder than a whisper.

She kept going, speeding up as she got closer to orgasm. She loved how deep he'd go, and she pushed the toy far inside her, gasping slightly as it rubbed her inside, the vibrations teasing her inner folds.

"Uh...uh...oh, Brett...yes...yes...YES!"

She started to cum. She pushed the vibe fast, hard and deep inside her. It was just like Brett finishing in her as they came together. She arched her back and let out a long moan of pleasure as she exploded. She turned off the vibe and left it inside her, gripping it and releasing it with her pussy. Brett had loved it, and used to stay inside her until the aftershocks of her orgasm had passed.

When the sensations finally subsided, she opened her eyes.

Basma was still sitting in the chair, smiling broadly. She was holding the tablet and had been filming Riley with it. Basma tapped the screen and set it down.

"Brett was one lucky man. Why did you break up?"

Riley frowned. "He broke it off. It was just before graduation and he was moving to California. I didn't want to go...so he left me for a job."

"His loss."

Basma sat quietly, watching Riley. When her pussy was finished throbbing, Riley removed the vibrator and set it beside her on the bed.

"Stay there. I'll be right back."

Basma went back to the main room. Riley could only hear a few faint noises—the rooms down here seemed soundproof so she likely wouldn't have heard anything had the door been closed.

When she returned a few minutes later, she was no longer wearing the skirt. It had apparently been covering the bottom part of her black leather corset. Riley hadn't noticed it before, but it looked as though the cups could be removed. The top was separate from a leather panty bottom.

But, the change that literally was jumping out at her was that Basma was now wearing a strap on with an extremely realistic looking cock attached to the front.

Basma smiled at her reaction which must have been easy to read and walked across the room.

"Now I want you to show me how you sucked off our friend."

Basma picked up the tablet and pointed towards the floor.

"I think you were on your knees right?"

"Yes, Mistress." Riley felt almost sick having to reenact the blow job. She'd had mixed feelings about it and it still made her feel like a whore.

"Do everything you did with him. The same order, everything. When you get to the part where he came in your mouth, give me a thumbs up, ok?"

It was so humiliating having to share her albeit limited sexual past with this woman she'd just met. But, she got the impression that things would be worse if she didn't.

"Yes, Mistress."

Riley got on her knees. Her training session with Addie swirled in her head alongside what she did with...with a random guy whose name she didn't even know.

She began teasing it with her hands and tongue, trying to focus on the fake cock in front of her and trying hard to ignore Basma filming her from above. She could tell Basma was enjoying her humiliation.

The cock was rubbery, but felt similar to the one she'd given the blow job to. Unlike the man, Basma didn't touch her head. She let Riley reenact everything by herself and only rocked her hips occasionally.

When it seemed about the time he would have cum, Riley raised her thumb, she was surprised when the dildo suddenly came in her mouth. Basma had triggered it, leading it to shoot almost a mouthful of a sweet but salty liquid into her mouth. Riley almost gagged in response, but managed to swallow it.

Basma laughed.

"Blow jobs are no fun unless the man cums! Just a little reward for your efforts."

Basma unhooked the dildo and dropped it on the floor next to Riley.

"Get back on the bed."

Basma again left the room, leaving Riley to get back onto the bed, setting the discarded dildo onto the bedside table. She touched the tip, feeling some of the sticky fake cum that was still clinging to it. There was a plastic tube leading to the balls with a squeeze bulb that she must have used to squirt the stuff.

Riley sat on the bed, feeling kind of like a small child. This woman she'd just met was giving her basic instructions and ordering her about...and she was just doing what she was told. Had she always been this submissive and easy to control? Or maybe no one had ever treated her this way and she didn't really know how to respond?

The fact that it made her so wet made things even worse. She was enjoying it on some level and Basma knew it.

The Mistress walked back into the room, this time with a much larger dildo attached to the strap on. Basma looked imposing with the big fleshy coloured cock bobbing in front of her.

"So far you've played with a boy and a man. Let's see how you'd do with a REAL man." She smiled wickedly.

Riley gulped. The cock looked too big for her. Would it even fit? Would it hurt?

"Get on all fours, kalba."

As Riley shifted into position, Basma pumped the lube bottle, rubbing generous amounts of lube onto the large, veiny dildo.

Basma slipped off her heels and climbed onto the foot of the bed.

"Grasp the headboard and lower your head...that's it...push your ass high in the air."

Riley pressed herself as flat as she could. She felt very vulnerable with her butt up like this. She knew Basma would have a clear view and easy access to her pussy and ass. She didn't think Basma had plans to use that...thing...in her ass. She shuddered at the thought.

Basma cupped Riley's pussy, gently sliding a finger between her lips.

"Veeeery, good. You're nice and wet for Basma. I will go slowly. Just relax."

Riley held onto the iron bars of the headboard, imagining the worst. She felt the tip of the dildo ease up against her opening. It felt huge...bigger than anything that had ever come near her.

It pressed slowly against her, trying to force its way in. Basma began gently rocking against her—sliding fractionally in, then pulling back. Each gentle thrust edging it a little deeper into Riley's pussy.

Riley tried hard to relax. She could feel it penetrating her. After she felt the hard tip enter her, it got a bit easier.

Basma was patient. Her slow, inexorable efforts were paying off. The dildo was about halfway inside her now.

Basma paused for a few seconds, letting Riley's body adjust to the intruder. She felt like her whole insides had filled suddenly with water or something. The cock inside her made her feel completely full.

Basma turned on a small vibrator and held it on Riley's clit.

"Take it. Hold it against your clit."

Riley did as she was told. The small vibrator was powerful. It felt like it was sending waves of pleasure across her whole body. It was like the dildo was a conductor, allowing the vibrations to reach deep inside her. She felt like she was going to cum soon.

Basma kept up the gentle thrusts. Then, as she'd expected, the toy worked its magic.

Riley exploded with a massive orgasm. All of the excitement and the fullness had put her on edge and the vibe pushed her over the edge. As she came, she spasmed and relaxed, letting Basma slide the cock the rest of the way inside her and setting off another wave of pleasure as Riley came again and again.

"Mistress...may...may I remove the toy?"

"You may, kalba."

Riley pulled the bullet vibe away and switched it off. She dropped it onto the bed. She was breathing heavily and felt overstimulated. Her brain was foggy.

"Tha...thank you...Mistress," she said between breaths.

"Hold still."

Basma gingerly removed the belt of the strap on and unhooked the dildo from it, leaving Riley impaled by the huge cock.

Basma stood up and removed the leather bottom of her outfit, leaving her naked below the waist. Then she sat on the edge of the bed behind Riley whose overstretched body was very slowly pushing the dildo out. She smiled and watched her new toy's body try to expel the cock.

She grabbed the base of the dildo and gently pulled it. It gained speed once most of it was out. Basma gently helped it along, then set it on the bed. Riley's pussy was slightly gaping, pulsing slightly like a mouth.

"Roll over and relax."

Riley rolled over and adjusted the pillow under her head. She felt drained and melted into the bed, but her breathing was calming down. She'd never had more than one orgasm before. It felt crazy to her that her body had so many orgasms that she'd lost count.

"I've enjoyed watching you cum. Before I leave you for today, I'm going to give you the opportunity to please me."

Riley's heart skipped a beat. She expected something like this. She didn't think Basma's attentions would only be on her. She told herself she could do this...but had no idea how to do...anything for her.

"Yes, Mistress. Tell me what to do and I'll try my best."

"I know this is all new to you, so I have reasonable expectations. I want you to please me with your mouth. Do the best you can and I'll be pleased with you."

Basma crawled over Riley, sitting with her knees on either side of her head—hovering her pussy just over her mouth.

Riley had never been this intimate with another woman. As Basma got into place, Riley could smell her. She was mesmerised looking up at the slightly parted lips showing her wetness.

""Now, my little kalba...use your tongue."

Riley lifted her head slightly and extended her tongue. She experimentally licked Basma's lips, parting them with the tip of her tongue. She tasted sweet and had a musky scent. She could do this.

She licked along her labia and made her way towards her clit. She started licking her nubbin and heard Basma sigh sexily above her. Riley began licking it faster and with more pressure.

Basma began gently grinding on her. Riley struggled to push back. She thought about what felt good to her and started licking her in small circles.

She used her lips as well, suckling her clit gently between them. She started licking her faster and Basma pressed down more. Riley felt like she could hardly breathe—she had to breathe through her nose.

She felt Basma shudder and heard her moan loudly. She pressed down on Riley, pressing her clit hard against her tongue as she came.

Basma lifted up slightly and looked down at Riley.

"Give me one more little orgasm, and we'll call it a day. But, this time, we'll make it more interesting."

Basma lowered herself and began pressing down on Riley's mouth with ferver. Riley slipped her tongue inside her, trying to kind of fuck her with her tongue even though she knew it wouldn't be enough to make her cum. Basma seemed to like it though and wiggled on her.

When Riley shifted back to her clit, Basma suddenly reached down and slipped a clothes peg on her nose, forcing her to breathe through her mouth.

It was hard to breathe and it made Riley more frantic. But, she guessed that was exactly what Basma wanted. She had to alternate between licking and suckling and coming up for air. Fortunately, Basma seemed like she was close to coming.

Riley focused and moved her head slightly side to side. Basma called out above her, grinding down hard before shuddering as she exploded.

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Basma lifted off her and stepped out onto the floor. She leaned down and removed the peg from Riley's nose and kissed her softly, before going back into the main room.

Riley lay on the bed exhausted and trying to process what had just happened. There were so many firsts for her it was getting repetitive to think about them as new experiences.