She's been waiting for weeks to meet her new suitor. He'd been working into her mind over text messages and stories for the past few weeks. Her panties were wet whenever she received a message from him. The things he told her, nobody had ever worked her up so much. She was eager to see him in person but nervous about what she was walking into.
She parked her car and walked up to the door. Her heels clicking on the concrete with each step. She felt the slight even breeze on her exposed legs below her black skirt. She reached up and announced herself with a knock on the door. What were several seconds felt like half an hour but the door opened slowly and she looked up to this man. He stood a foot taller than her and his deep eyes looked down at her as she met them with a nervous smile.
He never said a word. He reached out and took her hand leading her inside and up the stairs to the bedroom. They walked inside and she stood in front of the large mirrored closet as he closed the door and walked toward her. He stood behind her and looked through her in the mirror into her eyes. Moving her hair to the side, exposing her neck he reached down and kissed her neck to her shoulder. She closed her eyes and let out a gasp as his hands reached to her hips. She finally had his touch which she had been yearning for so long. Her body melted and her pussy started to become wetter as he kissed her skin.
His left hand slid across her throat as his right moved down to the bottom of her skirt and up her thigh. While his hand wrapped around her throat his other hand moved up her thigh to her panty-covered shaved pussy. The heat coming off as he touched the wet spot she had. His hand gripped tight around her throat at the same time he pressed against her wet pussy and slowly rubbed her through her panties. She moaned as he held her body against him. Her breathing pacing quickly as he rubbed her and choked her. She kept trying to peek through to the mirror to look but she was focusing on the ecstasy and closeness she was finally feeling with him.
He withdrew his hand from her panties but kept his hands on her throat. Finally, he spoke, "undress." She started to move and he gripped tighter. "You read your rules and know your response." She was so turned on and nervous.
"Sorry sir..yes, sir." He held get throat as she kept eye contact with him and slid her skirt off her to the floor. She then removed her drenched black thong and left it on the floor. He released her throat and she grabbed the bottom of her top and lift it over her head. She kept looking up at him as she removed her bra and released her tits out into the air.
He stared down at her and took her body in. Only wearing her heels he reached up and grabbed her hair and turned her around looking at her in the mirror. "Look at you. Finally in my hands." Her body started to shiver as his big hands roamed her body.
"Tell me what you are."
"I'm your slut, sir"
"Who do you belong to?"
"My holes belong to you sir" she shivered again and tried to squeeze her thighs to please her tingling pussy as she finally said those words out loud in front of him.