Hello, my name is Liliana. A 30-something female that lives by herself in downtown Portland, Oregon. I work from home as a writer and as a "model" on... an adult-style platform. Both of these "jobs" allow me to live a life of luxury if I feel so inclined. Lucky for me, and my bank account, I am who I am. I wouldn't say I am frugal but instead say I live modestly. No heavy shopping, no extravagant trips to Bali, no lip injections. I budget my money to pay my bills like everyone else and the rest goes into assorted funds, savings, and investment portfolios. Mama didn't raise a fool!
I am approximately 63 inches tall (163 cm) and 225 pounds with an hourglass shape. No matter what I do exercise-wise I will never be able to get rid of my size E cups or my ass to match. Not that I want to either. Besides my steel blue eyes, my ass and tits are my best features. My hair is thick, curly, and reaches my waist. I recently dyed it, the left side is a beautiful deep teal color and the right side is a maroon purple. By far this is my favorite look. My freckles spread across my nose and also down my arms, unfortunately, that's the only melanin I possess. I have a few tattoos with plans to get more and as of 3 days ago I completed my last laser hair removal appointment making me as naked as the day I was born.
My latest expense would be the condo I am currently sitting inside. Honestly, it's the condo of my dreams and I can't wait for all my decor packages to arrive in the next few days. This is the first official place that I have bought completely on my own and that I don't have to share with anyone so it is very special to me. I wish I could accurately describe the view but I doubt I could. I'll give it a try though.
I live on the 32nd floor of a high rise in downtown Portland, Oregon. I share this floor with one other condo and when it was built it was soundproofed which is amazing because I definitely don't want to hear my neighbors much like I doubt they will want to hear me. I tend to move furniture at 3 am just on a whim of ADHD fury. Anyway, my front door is dark mahogany with silver numbers. As you walk in you enter a little hallway about 10 feet long. One wall is completely mirrored, and the other is a blank beige-colored wall with a single door near the front for storage. As you walk into the apartment you look ahead and can see into the kitchen which is newly remodeled (obviously). At the end of the hallway the room opens up and this is where the stunner is. Looking to the left you see the living space. Both of the walls are floor-to-ceiling windows that look out to the west for a perfect sunset every day. On the wall that the kitchen is on, next to the counters there is a glass door to my own private balcony. Looking to the right there is a bit of dining space where I intend to put my collector's pinball machine I restored and my pool table and again two walls of floor-to-ceiling windows. In front of you, there is the beautiful stainless steel gray kitchen with gray cupboards and live edge oak butcher block countertops. There is an island that holds the microwave below the counters. If you go into the living area, there is a door that leads to the master suite that has one wall entirely made of windows and its own private balcony, and its own ensuite bathroom. If you walk into the dining area there is another bedroom and a separate guest bathroom. Wood floors run throughout. Looking at the space is enough to make my mouth water and I can't believe I am here.
Most of my furniture should be here today but I still have approximately 5 more hours to kill and I need to do some shopping, mainly for food and random things. There is a box on my kitchen island that looks to be the internet box I ordered to do a self-install, wish me luck. As I turn to leave my new condo my phone chimes letting me know I've received a new message. It's from a guy I met online asking me how my move-in is going. I smile to myself and send a quick message about how I'm just waiting for my stuff to arrive later tonight and how I need to go out and do some shopping. I put my phone back into my back pocket and headed for the door with my purse and keys in hand. As I am halfway down the hallway my phone chimes again and I blush. I know what the message is about to say before I even read it. As I unlock the screen I see his message.
"Aren't you missing something, little one?"
"Oh? What am I missing Sir?" I try to play naive.
"You know what you are missing. I suggest you turn your tight ass around and do as you're told before you leave that apartment. Otherwise, you won't get my housewarming gift."
A full blush enters my cheeks. "Yes, Sir." I turn around and reach into my bag as I quickly move through the new condo and go into the guest bathroom. I pull out my medium-sized 3.5 cm plug and can already feel myself start to get wet between my legs.
In the bathroom, I prop up my phone against the bathtub and the floor and turn on the video. I stand up making sure I'm entirely in the shot and I nervously turn around so my back is to the camera. As instructed I slowly unbutton and slide down my pants and panties stopping only briefly under my ass to do a slow tease back and forth before slowly sliding them the rest of the way down to my ankles making sure to bend at the hips as he has instructed me to do so. When I reach the floor I bend my knees and slowly squat and then go onto all fours. I then take the plug that is in my hand and while looking at the camera I stick out my tongue and at first lick the plug before sticking it in my mouth to suck on it. It makes a clicking sound as it comes in contact with my tongue ring. While doing this I am swaying my ass directly at the camera.
I then take the now dripping plug from my mouth and slowly start putting it in my delicate tight ass. I tease my ass with the plug until it opens up enough for me to push the plug all the way, making me gasp from the sensation of being stretched. Even though I have done this before I still am surprised I am so tight. Maybe it's the nerves making me clench. I move the plug around inside me and pull it all the way out and then push it all the way back in again. I again show my ass to the camera with the plug inside, the gemstone showing brightly. I then slowly roll back onto my heels and slowly stand back up taking my panties and pants with me. As I stand I can feel the plug shift which makes my pussy begin to shiver. When I finish buttoning my pants I turn back to the camera, pick it up and stop recording and send it to him for his approval. It takes a few minutes but then I receive his message of approval with a warning.
"Good girl. Now don't play dumb again. I know you're smarter than that."
"Yes, Sir."
"Now go shopping. Pick yourself up some food as well. I know you haven't eaten yet."
"Yes, Sir."
I then hurriedly head towards the door feeling filled, wet, vulnerable, naughty but also confident and sexy.
A few hours later I returned home with all of my shopping. I feel like I probably bought one of everything in the entire store. A few of my packages were on my doorstep when I arrived so I quickly put what was in my hands down inside next to the kitchen island and hurried back to get the packages at the door. I propped open my front door so I could easily get the 15 or so packages without worrying about the heavy door. As I brought the last of the packages in I set them down on the kitchen island and took a step back to survey the glory that was all of my new belongings. Everything was specifically picked out and nothing was settled on or "good enough" it was "perfect".
I never heard my front door close behind me, nor did I hear the footsteps come up from behind me. As I take a step back to admire all my presents I feel a hard chest against my back and before I have a chance to turn around I feel his arm wrap around my waist as his other hand wrapped around my throat pinning me in place and lifting me slightly off the ground. I reach for the arm and the hand just as I hear the hot breath whispering in my ear, "You really shouldn't just leave your front door open like that, anybody can come in and take you." I smile as I hear the familiar voice and laugh a little.
"Someone just did."
"Oh I haven't taken you yet my pet," he growls into my ear. My heart skips a beat as I feel his member stiffen at my lower back. He walks me forward until I am against the kitchen island and he licks the side of my face. Pinning me against the island with his pelvis his hands begin to slowly and methodically explore every inch of whatever they could reach. I feel his hands glide over my now trembling stomach and up my shirt cupping my breasts gently at first and then aggressively as he finds my erect nipples through the fabric and pinches them tight. He then quickly takes a step back and I can hear the change in his voice. He is trying to control himself.
"Strip whore."
I slowly turn around until I face him and after a moment's hesitation, I see his eyebrow raise. I begin to undress in front of him, his eyes devouring every inch of bare skin as it is revealed to him. I first remove my shirt, and then my pants. I then slowly unclasp my bra before allowing it to drop to my side freeing my voluptuousness to him. I don't get a chance to remove my panties as he issues another command.
"Kneel." I hesitate again but only for a moment before doing as I am told. I kneel in front of him and take a submissive pose. Sitting back on my heels and resting my hands palms up on my knees. He smirks as he says, "good girl, you've been learning your poses."
His face then drops into a stern look as he steps forward and in one swift movement, he grabs me by my hair and pushes me face first into the floor until I am nose to the floor and my ass is up. He kneels next to me with one knee on the ground. He leans in to speak into my ear again.
"Next time you are told to do something, I expect it to be done without hesitation and without needing a reminder. The stunt you pulled earlier was testing me. Hoping I would forget. When I give an order, I expect you to follow it. Do you understand bitch?"
I nod, "Yes, Sir. I'm sorry, it won't happen again."
"Are you sure? Because we can end this here and I can leave if you don't want me to take control as we talked about."
"Yes, I'm sure, Sir."
"So are you saying you want me to stay and fulfill my end of owning you?"
I nod again. "Yes, Sir."
"Say it!"
"I want you to stay and own me completely, Sir!"
"Good girl. Glad we understand each other." He releases the grip on my hair but I know better than to move. I stay where he put me with my nose to the ground and my arms spread out in front of me. Next, I feel something soft gently trail down my back and over my exposed ass. Then with a loud THWACK, I feel the sting of his bare hand against my left ass cheek. I yelp out in a mixture of surprise and pain.
"Count."
"One, Sir."
THWACK! A sting surges from my right cheek now.