He looked down at me and shook His head, smiling.
'You never cease to amaze me pet. How many times have you cum now?'
'I don't know Sir, was I supposed to be counting?'
'No, you were supposed to be enjoying it.'
I snuggled closer on to His lap and sighed contentedly.
'I was. That's why I want more.'
'Well right now, my little sex pot, I need to eat. So put some clothes on and we'll go and get some dinner, ok?'
'Ok Sir, if you insist.'
I crawled off His lap and stood, or at least tried to stand. My legs wobbled underneath me and I collapsed back onto the bed.
'Opps, steady, you alright there pet?'
'Yes,' I replied giggling, 'Should be in a minute or so. I think you broke something though coz my legs don't seem to want to work.'
'What's so funny?' He asked laughing at my puzzled expression.
'Please don't make me laugh, I need to pee and my legs wont work!'
'Come here.' He said grabbing my hands. 'We can't have you making a mess on the bed now can we?'
He helped me to stand, my legs felt like they were made of jelly and I couldn't stop giggling.
'What have you done to me?' I asked in wonder.
'It's natural, cuming like that releases endorphins, makes you feel like you've been smoking something you shouldn't have. Here we go, here's the toilet. Sit down there.'
He turned me round and helped me to sit. I had never felt like this before, not even when I HAD smoked something I shouldn't have. I felt so buzzy but in such a good way, like my skin was hyper-sensitive to the slightest touch and everything looked brighter, so bright in fact I had to half close my eyes from the harsh lights in the bathroom. But my brain was clouded, thinking was hard, like wading through thick sticky mud, and I decided to give up on thinking for now and just let my body feel what it wanted to and enjoy the sensations.
I managed to stand and stagger out of the bathroom. He was sitting on the bed, already dressed, waiting for me. He had also laid out clothes for me, jeans and the shirt He had been wearing when He'd picked me up from the station, but no underwear. I walked over to my bag and picked it up, intending to find the pretty pink set I'd packed especially for Him to see.
'Pet, I have your clothes here for you. What are you looking for?'
'Underwear Sir.' I replied, still thinking slowly.
'You don't need any tonight. Come and get dressed.'
I frowned, trying to get my brain to work.
'Why don't I need any tonight?'
'Because it'll get in my way when I rip your clothes off later on.'
'Ohh, ok then.'
I crossed the room over to the bed and picked up the items He had chosen for me.
'I hope you don't mean literally rip Sir, coz this is an awfully nice shirt.'
'Just put the clothes on so we can go for dinner.'
'Yes Sir.' I said.
It was much easier to obey than to question. Already I was falling into the role He had selected for me. He liked caring for me it seemed and I liked pleasing Him, it was simple but it worked. I pulled my jeans on and slipped the shirt over my shoulders, buttoning it up. My breasts felt heavy without the usual support of a bra and they swung against the thin material of the shirt as I bent down to slide my black flat pumps onto my feet. He watched my slow, almost dreamy movements, then called me over. He picked up my brush from beside Him and pushed me down between His knees. I sat cross-legged on the floor, surrendering my body to Him once more. He held the end of my hair in His big hand and pulled all the knots out of there before moving up my head and brushing from root to tip, a slow hypnotic movement that relaxed me so much it threatened to send me to sleep.
In fact I think I must have dozed off because there was a tap on my shoulder that made me jerk upright once more.
'Come on pet. Dinner time.' He told me, hauling me to my feet.
I was blinking owlishly at Him. I still felt kind of sluggish but I let Him lead me out of the room and down the long hall to the lift. I leaned against His shoulder blade as we waited for the car to arrive. He guided me in and out of the doors that got in our way until I felt a blast of cold air hit me in the face and chest. It was like stepping into a freezer and woke me up immediately. My focus sharpened and my nipples sprang up to press against the shirt I was wearing. I looked down and I could see them clearly. I could also see from the direction of His eyes and the smug smile on His face that He had planned this all along. I crossed my arms over my chest to hide them and turned to walk back into the hotel. He must have seen I was upset because He didn't try and stop me, just followed me in and took my hand.
'Are you ok pet?'
I nodded my head, not looking at Him as I lied.
'Hey, this isn't going to work if you lie to me.'
He pulled me over out of the way of a family that were trying to leave.
'Did it upset you, looking like that?'
I nodded my head again, still not looking at Him.
'Then I'm sorry. If you're ever uncomfortable with anything I do, you have to tell me. I don't read minds, ok?'
'Yes Sir.'
'Right, as my way of apologising, you can pick whatever you like for dinner.'
'Even steak?'
'Yes, even steak.'
I smiled at Him. I liked my food, I was lucky that I never seemed to put any weight on, so I could indulge my taste buds with whatever they wanted.
'And pudding?'
'Yes and pudding too. Can we go and get a table now?'
We went through to the restaurant and found an empty table. I told Him what I wanted and He ordered for me. We talked while we waited for the food to come, our hands curling round each other's fingers, mimicking our bodies earlier. We didn't talk about anything in particular, just exploring the other's mind, finding similarities and differences in tastes. Even when our food came we didn't stop talking, lingering over the new feelings that arose from each sentence, each thought that emerged. We sat and talked for hours, when they closed the bar we took the conversation back to our room. We lay on top of the bed naked and still we talked, His hands stroking down my back as I explained about my family, how my mother had suffocated me with her rights and wrongs, how I could understand why my father had to leave and how I felt the same. He told me about His childhood, He came from a large family were there was always someone fighting with someone else and how He'd moved halfway up the country to escape their reaches.
I'd never gotten to know a man like this before, never taken the time to understand where all the others had been coming from. It was a nice feeling to be let in like this, to be in His life, not just stuck on the sidelines looking in or kept at arms length. It had been pretty lonely, not having someone to call on when I'd needed help, being some dirty little secret, a doll, tucked away to be played with whenever they had wanted and then put back in the cupboard when they went home to a loving if slightly boring wife. I hadn't wanted to a mistress and I wasn't always a mistress, but I never seemed to find a man who was happy to take me out in public.
And I didn't know what it was about me that made me attract men like that. I guess it was the submissive side of me that let me think that this was an acceptable way to be treated, they took what they wanted and I gave without question or thinking. But with Him I felt that He would let me in. He didn't seem to compartmentalise His life like so many men did. Instead He opened up His heart and His arms to me, made me feel safe, warm and loved. We hadn't said the 'L' word yet. I had in my diary, but that was my secret place and no-one got to see that. He got up and made a cup of tea for us both, bringing it back to bed with Him. We carried on talking til our voices were hoarse with the effort then snuggled down under the covers. He lay on His side, His arm stretched out in front of His body while I pulled a pillow down below it. His free arm was draped over my waist, keeping me close to Him. We fell asleep like that, even when we were unaware of each other we had to be close, had to feel the other's skin.
I don't know what time it was when I woke up, it was still dark outside and the birds weren't singing yet. He'd rolled over onto His back but His arm was still curled round my shoulders. I trailed one hand down His belly to His cock. For once it was soft, loose in my hand, and I wanted to see what it felt like in my mouth. I slid out of His embrace and wiggled down the bed under the covers. He smelt and tasted of our sex, a warm, stuffy smell that mixed with His own smell nicely and a taste that was sweet and tart at the same time.
I lay between His legs, resting my elbows on either side of His hips. He was still small enough that I could get all of Him in my mouth; when He was totally erect I would struggle to fit two thirds in. No matter how I tried I couldn't deep throat Him, it just didn't seem to work for me. I made a hollow with my tongue and He rested there as I slid it back and forth, covering it with saliva. He shifted underneath me, getting close to waking, but I kept going. His cock was waking too, the blood rushing to it to stiffen it up. Feeling it grow in my mouth, twitching and jerking, knowing I had done that all by myself made me feel quite pleased. He sighed in His sleep, His hips starting to move in time with my tongue.
When He was so big I couldn't fit Him all in my mouth, I stopped and crept up over His body, positioning my pussy above His cock. He had frowned when I stopped sucking Him, but as my wet little pussy took just the head of Him inside me He smiled and nodded to Himself. I gently lowered myself down; my poor pussy had seen a lot of action over the last few hours and it was a slow job to make Him fit comfortably. At last though He was inside me, where He belonged, filling me up totally and I began to rock my hips forwards and back, not riding Him hard, just softly making love to Him. I lay down over His chest and kissed His neck, His jaw line, moving up to His lips. He opened His mouth to my tongue at the same time as He opened His eyes. The look of surprise on His face that He wasn't dreaming made me giggle and tighten my pussy's muscles around His cock. He groaned with lust, grabbing hold of my hips to push me down hard onto His cock and kissed my neck and shoulders.
