I knocked shyly on her door, my feet shuffling away from the door as I waited. I heard her heels clicking as she walked down the hallway towards the front door. She opened the door:
"Ummm, hi" he said In her sunny American accent; "are you Josh?"
"Y-y-yes," I stammered slowly. She was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen In my life. The essence of the fairer sex. I had been Introduced to her by a mutual friend of ours, Jess, she said that we should meet up, so I texted the number I had been given and she Invited me over to her house to meet for 'a drink'.
I stepped Inside after her, watching arse In her tight gym shorts. She turned around, obviously catching me looking, and smiled to herself. I walked Into the modern, clean kitchen, she asked me what I wanted to drink, I replied shyly:
"Just a lemonade ... or something please." Trying hard not to stare at the way her deep red lipstick matched her flowing red hair that flowed down her shoulders toward her ample, pale breasts and the darker areolae that I could just see as she bent down ...
'Oh shit.' I thought, feeling my erection rise In my jeans, she came over to me lemonade In hand, and passed me the drink. I fumbled It In my shaking hands, and It went tumbling down, splashing water over her shorts and my jeans.
"Oh my god! I am so sorry," I mumbled apologetically, she just laughed:
"Oops well I'd better take these off then," and she slid them down her slim legs, toward her perfect feet, her toenails painted blood red to match her fingernails, and her luscious, gleaming hair . I shyly raised my eyes again, staring at her clean hairless crotch, not covered by any panties, she again saw me looking but made no mention, she then grabbed my face and kissed me hard: her tongue probing deep Inside of my mouth.
She suddenly straightened up and grabbed my hand, leading me away, and down a flight of stairs, then a left Into a dark room containing a bed, a shower and a chest of drawers. She turned to face me:
"Strip." she ordered.
"B-b-but." I stammered.
"But nothing bitch!" he screamed and slapped my face. Hard.
"There are a few rules from now on: One, you must at all times call me either 'Mistress or Ma'am'. Two, I decide what happens and when, you say nothing unless you are spoken to. And Three, If you disobey any of my rules, I promise you one thing..."