Amber met Paul on-line roughly eight months ago. This was before it was common to meet people one would actually want to meet in person on-line. He captivated her attention the first time they chatted in a "Chess" room. As time passed, they graduated to long distance phone calls, and marathon orgasm sessions. Amber is multi-orgasmic, and Paul would command her to cum as many times as he saw fit during each session. Her record stands at 39 orgasms in less than two hours.
It wasn't long after they began their nightly chat sessions that they realized they had something in common. Something that is felt deep down in places that most people don't want to admit exists within them. Paul discovered that he was a natural "Master", and she learned just how deeply she "needed" to serve a man. Between the internet and phone calls, they realized that they had an attraction to each other's personalities that could not be denied. They needed to meet. They needed to fulfill their deviant desires. They needed to fulfill their rightful places in each other's lives.
Today was that day. Paul was driving across the country to meet Amber. The anticipation and excitement had been building unchecked for months. Now, their time was here.
Paul checked into the hotel in Amber's home town. He had been on the road for over six hours today, and was physically tired from all of the driving. He knew that Amber was still at work, so he called her and told her that he was at the hotel and gave her his room number. His instructions were brief, "Be at my room at six o'clock sharp. Do not be early and do not be late. See you at six."
This would allow him time to get settled in and shower before Amber arrived. He had only seen pictures of Amber, so he was anxious to see what she looked like in person. On the internet, you never know, as people like to exaggerate their looks. Paul's excitement grew with each passing minute as he waiting for six o'clock to get here. He decided to shower before she arrived. After his shower, Paul decided to stay in the towel that was wrapped around his waist. He wanted to see the look on her face when he opened the door for the first time, and he was naked except for a towel.
There was a knock on his door. He looked at the clock in the room and saw it was 5:59 pm. A smile played across his lips. Not late, and not early either. He was pleased to see that Amber was able to follow simple instructions. He would soon learn that this would be one of her strong suits, when she chose not to be a brat.
Paul adjusted his towel and opened the door. Amber stood before him. She was more beautiful than her pictures let on. She stood before at 5'8", but stood taller than his 6'0", because she was wearing knee high boots over her blue jeans with 5" spike heels. Her curly auburn hair flowed over her shoulders down to the middle of her back. And her eyes! Those green eyes smiled as brightly as the smile she wore on her face. After he was able to gather his senses, he gave her a quick kiss and they moved into Paul's room.
As the door closed to the room, they stopped half way into the room. Paul turned Amber towards him and gathered her face in his hands. He caressed her cheeks, her ears, and most importantly, her neck. Amber's neck was long and small. It fit perfectly in Paul's hands. He looked forward to using his hands around her neck more fittingly in the very near future. Amber just stood in front of him while he explored her face and neck. The smile that graced her lips the moment she saw Paul was still on display. Maybe it was nervousness, maybe it was anticipation, or maybe it was just plain excitement of the moment. Either way, Amber already knew that she was destined to serve him for as long as he would have her.
Paul cupped her face in his hands, and brought her lips towards his own. He started with small pecks on her lips and around her mouth, then finally brought her mouth fully on his for their first French kiss. They kissed deeply and passionately. Their tongues danced together as they explored each other's mouths. One could sense the energy igniting in the room as they continued to kiss. Paul was running his hands over her back and down to her ass. He liked the way it felt in his hands, but he wanted it bare. The jeans had to go. Amber's hands were exploring his body as well. She slid her hand under Paul's towel and took his ass in her hand as well. The play of their bodies on each other caused Paul's towel to come loose and fall to the ground. Paul stood back and proudly displayed his hard 7.5" cock for Amber to admire. Her eyes dropped to his cock, and she felt her pussy get immediately wetter with her excitement at seeing this beautiful piece of meat before her.
Paul moved forward and started unbuttoning her blouse. Once he had removed her blouse, Paul instructed Amber to remove her bra. Amber eagerly complied with his guidance. She now stood before him topless as his eyes took in the beautiful sight before him. Amber's tits weren't that larger, 32B she had told him, but they felt perfect in his hands. Amber's tits were topped with silver dollar sized pink nipples. Exactly as Paul desired for the dirty things he had in store for them.
Paul told Amber to sit on the edge of the bed and finish undressing. She quickly did as she was told and sat down. The process of removing her boots and jeans took a lot longer than it should have as Paul repeatedly ran his hard cock over her face and neck while she complied with his instructions. This greatly frustrated Amber, because she desperately wanted to take his cock into her mouth. He would not allow it.
Once she was completely naked (she didn't wear panties), he told her to sit straight up. Paul then moved forward and wrapped his hands in her hair. His rock solid cock was brushing against the side of her mouth as he would not let her have it just yet. Paul then said to Amber, "Do you want to taste this hard cock?"
Amber replied with, "Yes, please."
Paul was stunned. He tilted her head back so she was looking up to his face and said, "Yes, please? Have you forgotten how to speak to your Master you fucking whore!?"
Amber didn't need to be told. She knew she made the mistake right after she finished speaking. As she looked up to him, she said, "I am very sorry, Sir. I swear it won't happen again."
Paul glared at her keeping eye contact and said, "Again, do you want to taste this hard cock and feel it slide down your throat?"
"Yes, Sir," Amber said emphatically.
Paul tilted her head back down so Amber was facing forward again. He then slid the length of his cock across her lips. Amber didn't need any further guidance at this point. She knew he was going to fuck her throat.
Amber opened her mouth to accept Paul's 7.5" piece of steel. Paul slid his length in slowly as his girth was something that she needed to get comfortable with as well. Inch by inch, Paul fed Amber his cock. Amber relished the size and taste of Paul's cock. She had dreamt of this moment for a very long time. Like a cock-deprived cum slut, Amber repeatedly swirled her tongue over his meat, giving it her own special bath.
Enjoying the attention this little whore was giving to his cock, Paul slowly pulled Amber's head towards his belly. He could feel the head of his cock meet the resistance of her throat. He still had a couple of inches that she had not properly welcomed into her mouth, so he pulled her head even closer, feeling the sensation of his fairly large cock-head slide into her throat. Amber tried to relax, but his cock was too big. She started choking and Paul backed out of her throat just enough for her to catch a breath.
She looked up at him with a depraved sparkle in her eyes and tears slowly rolling down her cheeks. "She looks absolutely beautiful," Paul thought to himself.
