She can hear her heart in her ears! She approaches the motel door as instructed. So much more open than a hotel corridor. More exposure-more danger-so exciting...
It has been three weeks without a single word from the Master. Three weeks! Now, one explicit message on her machine. Oh! So dangerous! Anyone could have been the first one in the house and pressed that 'play' button and it would really have 'hit the fan'!
"Slave! Be at the Half Way Motel, room 6, tomorrow, 11:00am sharp! You know the attire! Don't disappoint me!"
'Click'
That was it. And she knew only too well the 'attire' and only too well not to be late, and disappointing the Master was unthinkable!
She felt so exposed as she stepped out of the car. Her red stiletto heels sank into the softening parking lot. Her long leather trench coat opened almost to her crotch and she grabbed at it to keep it closed. What If someone was watching and saw white thigh-high stockings and pink, satin panties and nothing else?
As she tried to be cool, she approached #6. She glanced from side to side...this room was so close to the office! What would anyone think: a well-built woman walking up to a motel at this time in the morning. She shuddered as she knew only too well what anyone with half an erotic thought in their brain would surmise.
Then she smiled a little as her lacy pink bra slid against the liner of the coat. They will never guess, not really.
It was one minute 'till eleven. Never good to be late or early! She knew the drill: knock, down on her knees, eyes lowered, "Your obedient servant" when he asked 'who was there?'. And this was the hardest part......crawl in the room on hands and knees....so visible from anywhere outside the motel. So exciting! So dangerous! So subservient!
She had feigned dropping her keys so, if observed, she would be on her knees for a perfectly reasonable reason as the door opened.
"Who's there?"
"Your obedient servant"
WHO???? In anger.
"Your obedient servant, MASTER!"
As the door remained closed she feared that she had really angered the Master. She went over the next activity in her mind. Get it right!! Crawl in with eyes down. Slip off the black coat. Crawl around the room with her round panty clad ass wiggling and her ample tits swaying in the lacy bra.
Her pussy dampened imagining the scene! She would crawl to his feet, kiss his shoe, listen for the zipper to slide down, feel his cock slap at her forehead, never looking up, and await his command. She expected a few delicious slaps on her round ass and the command to "Suck!" and she knew that in the hour that followed, she would experience exquisite horniness, pain, degradation and joy! The Master never disappointed her if she was good.
The latch clicked. She almost came in anticipation! The door swung open. She awaited a command. She remained on the stupid 'WELCOME' mat for what seemed like an hour.
"Enter!" she hears from the end of the darkened room. She begins the routine: never look up, crawl after shedding the big coat, wiggle her sexy ass and swing her soft tits, crawl until she finds him and greet him with a wordless kiss to his right shoe. She has to turn to push the door shut. She can only imagine the view being offered to the Master!
She hears breathing and searches for the sound. She can't seem to see his shoes!
Suddenly, a pair of red high heels appear! Stockinged legs in the shoes. She sees the sexy seams of the stockings and she can't help following them to a small, round black pantied ass. A female ass!
What the hell? She felt confused and very hurt! As she peeked even further she was able to see her with her head bobbing up and down! She was sucking the Master's cock!!! Her Master's cock!!!!
Slowly one of the master's shoes came into view. With a bit of strange relief she bent to kiss it. Part of the familiar routine, after all.
A blindfold is slipped over her head. No! Not really.....She could smell a familiar scent....her scent.....her panties, her purple satin panties!! She remembered having to leave without them, last time. They had been wet and gooey from her well-fucked cunt by the time she wiped herself and handed them to the Master as commanded.
"Lie on the bed" She crawled to where she remembered it was, felt around and crawled up on the bare sheets. She heard movement and a tiny giggle.
She was laid back across the bed with her legs dangling onto the floor. Suddenly each arm was grabbed and some kind of restraint was applied to each wrist and she was almost fainting from fear and anticipation, knowing all the time that her Master was loving and would never hurt her. But the other girl?? Was she being replaced? She was confused. And that felt much more dangerous than the restraints or the degrading behavior.
Suddenly her legs were picked up and bent over her head. She could only imagine her round ass, her wet pink panties, her puffy cunt bulging. And the Master letting someone else, a female!! See and touch her.
Those thoughts were obliterated when the first whack came! By the second she was whimpering and answering the question, "Have you done everything I have commanded?"
