This is my first foray into erotic fiction. Constructive criticism is appreciated.
All characters are fictional, over the age of 21, and it as implied consent (meaning I may not always write a scene of consent before the action takes place, so it is implied).
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I am standing in front of him, this man who will be my master. He is about 5'11", tan, average body with some muscular definition, and a full head of thick black hair with matching beard and mustache. His hazel eyes were inspecting me, roving slowly over my curve hugging black dress with its low front that showed off my ample cleavage. My red heels accentuated the mid thigh length of the dress, under which I wore dark red lace crotchless panties and matching bra. I hoped he would get to see those tonight.
As he looked me over, I took in his well tailored grey suit with accented dark blue tie. He fit well with the contemporary open concept kitchen and living room we were standing in.
"Turn around, slowly."
I did as he said, making sure to slowly move my hair so he could see the low back with crisscross details.
"You look marvelous Liana." He kept eye contact with me, making me blush. "Now slowly take off your dress."
I did as he asked, licking my lips as I pulled it down past my bra. Once it dropped to the floor I put my hands behind my back to accentuate my assets.
"I am going to give you the rules before we go any further." He leaned back against the kitchen island. "Every time you show up here you are to start with one of two things; if I am present then I will tell you what to do. If I am not here then you will go into the living and sit in front of the TV," he looks to his right into the living area at the large tv mounted on the wall. "I will have a video pre-chosen and some toys laid out. You will use every toy to masturbate while watching what is playing. A note will be left saying whether or not you are allowed to orgasm." He looks back at me for confirmation.