Jenny's Surprise
We are out for another of our "adult" trips. So far, I've refused to tell you what I have planned, and just give you an evil smile every time you ask. During the day and afternoon, we have gone shopping and out to eat like always, only today, I have constantly teased you by touching your breasts and slipping my hands down your pants. Several times I have slid my fingers into your sopping wet pussy and brought you to the brink of orgasm in public and then withdraw, leaving you wet and increasingly aroused. You keep trying to figure out what I have planned, but I won't budge. You are nervous and excited all at once.
We go back to the motel in the evening. You think that you will finally find out what is in store for you, but instead, I ply you with alcohol until you have a steady buzz.
Finally, I tell you it's time to get ready. I get up and kiss you, pinching your nipples till you gasp. I tell you that you should prepare for anything and everything and that I will leave so that you can have privacy to shower and prep.
While in the shower, you carefully wash yourself, paying extra attention to your throbbing pussy. I have forbidden you to have an orgasm, but you don't mind as it is getting close to time for our fun, whatever that turns out to be, and you don't want to ruin it. I told you to be totally prepared for anything, no later than 7 pm.
After your shower and your careful preparation for anything from anal to oral sex, you step out to find that I have laid your night's clothing out on the bed. You put off looking at it to build the anticipation as you fix your hair and apply your makeup. Finally, you are ready to get dressed.
On the bed you find a black, tight fitting catsuit made of latex. After some struggle you manage to squeeze yourself into it and zip it up. You notice that in addition to leaving your breasts exposed, it is crotchless, showcasing your pussy from just above your pubic bone, all the way underneath to the top of your bare and exposed ass. Now you are so wet that your juices are getting on the catsuit and making the vinyl glisten.
Also on the bed is your leather slave collar, a small padlock and a chain leash. With shaking hands, you place the collar around your neck and position it just right against your throat. The sound of the padlock snapping into place reminds you that there is no key nearby and that you are committed. You can't wait for me to get back so that I can tell you what is in store for you, probably with my fingers thrust in your pussy while I talk to you.
Finally, you snap the leash to your collar and turn to look into the mirror.
You are shocked as just how sexy you look...and slutty. Your blonde hair contrasts with the black of the suit and the shocking white of your skin around your pussy stands out against the black latex. With your collar and leash in place you look like nothing more than a total sex slave, ready for action.
As planned, you go to your cell phone to text me, letting me know you are ready. It's now a few minutes before seven and you are getting turned on and nervous. You down a quick shot of liquor to help calm your nerves and wait for me to get there as you notice that I have put out wet wash clothes and a tube of lubricant. You decide that I have most likely arranged for gang bang and you wonder how many men. Three? Five? Will you be able to handle all of them?
Just then your phone vibrates, and you go to check your text message.
"Read the note under the left pillow." Is all it says.
Looking under the pillow, you find a folded piece of paper and pull it out to read the following:
"Slave, you are to stay dressed just as you are. There will be a knock at the door, and you are to answer it without trying to cover yourself up in any way. You are to follow any further instructions you receive."
If you weren't excited and nervous before, you damn sure were now! As if on que, there is a knock at the room door. You jump a little and swallow. Taking a deep breath, you cross to the door and open it with a trembling hand.
Standing at the door is a man about 30. He is of medium height and build with short brown hair and dressed casually. You step aside and he enters the room and looks around. Looking back at you he asks, "Are you Jenny?"
You nod, your mouth suddenly too dry to speak.. He looks into your eyes and hands you an envelope.
Your embarrassment at standing in front of him with your pussy and breasts exposed, a leash hanging between them, is momentarily forgotten as you take the envelope. The man moves to a chair and sits, his eyes roaming over your exposed flesh.
You open the envelope to find a letter that reads:
"Slave, for the next hour, I have decreed that you belong to the man in your room. He will be your master tonight and you will do everything he tells you without hesitation. You are to obey him as you would me, doing everything in your power to please and impress him. He will use you however he wants, and you will thank him for everything he does. Go to him now, kneel in front of him, take your leash in your hands and offer it up to him saying the following words EXACTLY... 'Master, your cum slave is ready to serve you now.' When he is done and leaves, call me and I will return. DO NOT CLEAN YOURSELF UP IN ANY WAY AFTER HE LEAVES! Master"
You can't believe it! I have given you to another master to be used! Who is he? What will he want with you? What will he make you do? You swallow again as you lick your lips and take a deep breath. Your instructions were clear. You go to him, sink to your knees in front of him and place the end of your leash in your upturned hands. With a trembling voice and downcast eyes, you offer him the leash and say the fateful words.
He watches you for a moment and the slowly takes the leash from your hands, sealing the deal. You now belong to him. For the next hour, your only purpose in life is to be used as a sex slave for a strangers' pleasure. You are kneeling on the floor in front of him like you have been taught, your knees spread wide to expose your pussy for his view and access. Your hands are behind your back forcing your bare breasts forward. Your eyes are downcast like a good little slave.
The man reaches out and gently runs his hands across your hair and your face. As he strokes your hair again, he closes his fist in it and forces you to look up at him, making you gasp in surprise. You see his naked passion and need and know that it will be directed at you now.
"Take out my cock and suck it!"
Your training kicks in and without hesitation, you move forward and undo his pants, releasing his semi hard cock to your view. It's hot and throbbing in your hand and you decide to give this stranger the best, naughtiest, sluttiest blow job you've ever given. Grasping his cock, you bring your mouth down to it and suck the tip into your mouth. You can taste his pre cum and feel the velvety soft skin twitch and throb. In one motion, you force his entire cock into the back of your throat, burying your face in his groin. You can smell the clean scent of soap and feel the heat of his body against your lips. You set a rhythm of sucking and sliding his cock in and out of your hungry mouth. You moan and suck on his delicious cock as you try to show him that you are his to use.
After a few minutes of this, he pushes you away and you sit back staring at his ridged cock sticking out from his pants with the look of a starving woman. He gets up and slips out of his clothes and takes up your leash. He leads you to the bed and tells you to get up on all fours, which you do.
You're now totally exposed to his hands and vision. You think about how you must look on all fours, your ass in the air, pussy dripping and exposed. Your breasts hanging down in full view, you collared neck thrown back, placing your cock hungry lips at the right angle to suck him back in.
He stares at you and runs his fingertips all over you, making you shiver with lust. As his hands caresses your exposed flesh from behind, you squirm and moan and try to get his fingers against your aching pussy. You are rewarded with a sudden sharp stinging slap to your ass by his hand...
"I did not tell you to move, slave. Hold still!"
You whimper and bite your lip and try to comply.
Another stinging slap lands on your ass and you can't help but flinch and moan again at the heat that is making its way to your pussy.
"What do you say, slave? Are you that undisciplined? I gave you an order."
Quickly you say in a loud clear voice, "Sorry master. Yes master. Forgive me for moving master."
"That's much better." As he caressed the flesh that he has just punished, running a cool hand across the heated handprint. "You will answer me whenever I ask you a question, give you an order or correct you for being bad, is that understood?"
"Yes, master."
He resumes his exploration of your body. "I'm going to be kind and tell you what you are to expect, so that you may better prepare yourself to please me."