Hello Faithful Readers,
I know it has been a long time since I've written, but there have been mitigating circumstances in my life that have kept me from writing. I have a friend that requested this story and when he read it he insisted I publish it... hope you like it as much as he and his favorite submissive did. If you like it please send me feedback and let me know... or post a comment online. We writers of erotica love the opinions of our readers.
As always... for your pleasure...
She was wicked nervous, her stomach twisted up with snake-like knots, as she pulled into the airport parking garage. She parked where he had instructed near the front of the parking garage on one of the top floors, as near the elevator as she could get. The terminal windows were visible from her car and she sat for a moment collecting herself and checked her face in the mirror. His plane was due to arrive in 30 minutes so she had a little time to get herself together and gather her courage.
She stared into the anxious gray eyes looking back at her from the visor mirror, who was this woman? She couldn't believe this was actually going to happen....this long awaited meeting with her Master. She'd never done anything like this before in her life. Until now this kind of thing had only been a fantasy she'd visited in the dark recesses of her mind or in the stories she wrote.
She was wearing the outfit he'd sent her, a tight black leather bustier and tiny black leather thong. Black thigh high stockings encased her legs and she'd finished the look with her own black satin sandal heals that buckled around her ankles and just screamed "fuck me". The bustier cupped her tits like leather hands, and displayed her nipples to the point of distraction... nipples which had become tight and hard from the exotic dangers from this new adventure. Her pussy was wet... she had driven here dressed only in this outrageous outfit and every truck driver she'd passed had just about wrecked their rigs trying to get another look into her car. She'd found it erotic in the extreme.
She waited till no one was around opened her door and stepped out into the dimly lit parking garage. Leaning back into the car she pulled out the light weight trench coat, slipped it on over her outfit, and belted it closed. She was scared to be alone dressed like this so late in this part of Dallas, so she hurried to the elevator and punched the button that would take her to the ground floor and the terminal entrance.
She stood waiting at the gate for her Master; her pussy was tingling, tiny electric impulses flashed like Christmas lights deep in her belly. She was so wet she could feel it on her thighs...her Master would love it when he discovered that she was sure.
She stood quietly in the terminal and watched as the plane taxied up to the gate and the people started to de-plane. One by one they streamed out of the tunnel, and she scanned their faces for that of her Master. She knew it well from all the pictures he had sent her over the last few months. She spotted him at last just as he looked up and their eyes met for the first time. A small shiver of electricity jolted through her body at the naked hunger in his brilliant blue eyes. He smiled in recognition and she grew warm and stood quietly waiting for him to cross the room, suddenly shy of this man to whom she had been so intimately connected for so many months.
He crossed the room in three strides and took her in his arms enveloping her in a huge bear like embrace. Turning her face to his, he kissed her softly, gently caressing her face with his fingertips and left her quivering from the intense electricity in that very first kiss and her knees grew weak from the emotions he engendered.
"Let's go little one." he murmured in her ear, the sound of his voice at once familiar and comforting in the awkwardness of this first meeting.
They made their way to the baggage claim area to get his things and his baggage was found without incident. She turned to take him toward the doors that led to the parking garage, the others from the plane milled around them gathering luggage and meeting loved ones and she was about to exit the through automatic doors when she felt his hand on her shoulder. He turned her around to face him, his electric blue eyes drilled into hers and he murmured hypnotically for her to unfasten the tie on her coat. She complied without thinking and he pulled her against him in a hard embrace...his hand slipped inside her coat to grope her nearly naked pussy as his tongue explored her mouth in a longer, deeper, more passionate kiss.
She moaned as his fingers found the entrance to her body and slipped inside imitating the tongue that was invading her mouth and time stopped while they stood in the crowded room near the glass doors for the entire world to see as he used his new little toy for the first time. She felt something being pushed deep inside her and a small thrill of panic jolted through her. What had he put inside her...but the thought was muffled by the dance his fingers were doing on her clit.
He finally released her, and closed her coat and as he re-tied the sash around her waist, she blinked and looked around her disconcerted by the people glancing in their direction who were privy to their public display. She blushed and dropped her head, embarrassed by the scathing looks she was receiving, but he lifted her face to look up into his eyes, and withdrew a beautifully tooled black leather collar from his jacket pocket. Smiling he buckled it around her neck securing it in place with a tiny brass lock.
She was his now, his toy...his pet... and she would be wearing this collar for the remainder of the time she belonged to him.
"I will only give you the key to take it off when I am through with you, my luscious little toy" he murmured in her ear and kissed her again, hard, and deep taking her breath. Then circling her shoulders with a protective arm he escorted her from the airport.
As soon as the elevator door of the parking garage whispered shut he ripped open her coat and his hands and mouth were all over her tasting her... feeling all the curves and secret places he had only seen in the pictures she had sent him. Her heart was pounding inside her chest from the ministrations of those big sexy hands, her pussy was throbbing and dripping wet with desire for him. The elevator stopped too soon and the door slid open and three men who were waiting to enter were treated to the sight of a nearly naked woman hurriedly fastening her coat around herself, but Master stopped her from tying the sash and opened her coat turning her toward the three of them for their viewing pleasure.
"She's mine," he informed them, " but please feel free to enjoy the view, isn't she lovely?" and he bit the back of her neck as he slipped the coat from her shoulders, leaving her standing clad only in the bustier, thong and heels.
She could see the lust in the three men's eyes... her pussy throbbed and her cheeks burned red from embarrassment. What must they think of her, a woman of her years? She looked back defiantly proud that her body could cause that look in the eyes of these young men.
Her master escorted her from the elevator leaving the three men staring at her ass as she walked away. She could feel their eyes on her; it almost felt like they were touching her and her pussy tingled with excitement.
She took him to her car and he signaled her to drive. She reached for the door and he sandwiched her against it, his cock hard against her ass through his slacks, his hands on her breasts, fingers on her nipples, slowly increasing pressure on them till she was moaning and slightly afraid of the pain he was causing her. His mouth was hot on her neck, teeth biting gently on the curve of her shoulder as he rubbed his cock against the crack of her ass. She stood there helpless to tell him to stop... loving the knowledge that the three men were watching them, watching her Master use his pet this way. She was swept away in the danger of this moment, what if they came over to join the Master in his play? She knew if they wanted to he would let them have her, he'd told her so, many times. She was overwhelmed by the sheer erotic electricity of knowing she was being watched and desired this way.
"You can get in the car now little one." he commanded and she quickly did as he instructed.
Her master got in the passenger side and instructed her to start the car then he inserted a CD and wonderfully sensuous music filled the car. He instructed her to drive to the destination he had arranged for their tryst and they exited the airport in silence allowing the music to fill the blank space between them for now. She moved through traffic and onto the Interstate and he told her to head out of town.
She was acutely aware of his eyes on her nearly naked body, her heart was trip-hammering in her chest and her breathing was shallow... she had never been so turned on. What was going to happen to her tonight? What was he going to do to her? He had told her in intimate detail in every email he'd sent her for months what he would do to her if they ever met and her mind kept reviewing the scenarios he'd sent her wondering which one he would choose.
Soon the city lights were behind them and the traffic had thinned out to nothing. She noticed him slip his hand into his pocket from the corner of her eye and suddenly there was a pulsating hum inside her pussy.