Samantha knew how much she had tormented her Master that day and had revelled in the delight of seeing him seethe as she boldly disobeyed his every instruction.
For her, this display of brazen non-compliance was as enjoyable as could be, knowing that he was becoming angrier with her each time she opened her mouth.
"You're going to bed early tonight miss and I want you to think about your behaviour" he told her as he was preparing her tea.
Unbeknown to him, Samantha had already made plans with her friends behind his back earlier in the day about going out that night and, in her determined and bolshie mind she was going to go.
"I'm going to the shop to buy some wine for the meal, I want you dressed ready for tea when I get back" he told her, and with that he slammed the front door behind him.
The sudden bang of the door sent a wave of excitement through Samantha. She knew how furious he was with her and she was enjoying every moment of his reaction.
She knew that every night she was to prepare herself for their evening meal; how he told her to wear one of the dresses he so often bought for her and which made her look so elegant for their meal together, but not tonight.
Samantha quickly ran up the stairs and into her dressing room, texting her friend as she opened the cupboards of the room. Grabbing the clothes she had planned to wear, she quickly got changed. Her hair and make up had already been prepared and, as she slipped the black silk dress up her body she smiled in the mirror at how good she looked and felt in herself.
She wanted to wear something that would get her attention, and, as she pushed her foot into the red designer heels he had bought her she knew that she would be getting some.
Samantha stood and looked at herself in the mirror for final approval and saw how hot she looked. 'He would never approve of this' she thought, as she turned to admire her perfect figure, the dress complimenting her body perfectly.
The dress was shorter than she would usually wear and showed off her tanned, bare legs that looked so toned and smooth.
A car beeped its horn outside and she hurried down the stairs, out through the front door, quickly getting into the car and laughing to her friend as they drove off to the city.
Meeting her friends at the club, the girls began ordering bottles of champagne and were drinking and dancing into the night. Samantha wasn't used to drinking so much, her usual drink would be pineapple juice but tonight she was determined to get drunk.
Stepping up onto the podium, Samantha felt incredibly wanted as she moved her hips and danced seductively for the audience of men admiring her. She felt so exhilarated by what she had done and intended to get as much attention as possible.
Looking down she saw a handsome man with a group of his friends who was watching her intently. Their eyes kept meeting as she turned her body dancing, her hands running down her sides as she looked at him, knowing that he desired her so much.
Knowing what effect she was having on him turned her on immensely and, stepping off the podium to get her drink from the bar, she knew his eyes were still on her.
Sipping her drink she felt the touch of a hand on her back and she turned to see the handsome man standing behind her. He introduced himself and leaned forward to whisper into her ear and told her how stunning she looked.
Samantha's heart was pounding as he leaned in close to her, talking to her about the club, but all she could hear was his deep voice and the music as the alcohol of the champagne began taking over her body.
The next thing she knew he was taking her hand and leading her up the stairs to the next floor, along a corridor lined with Middle Eastern antiquities and into a private room, designed with red velvet wallpaper with Egyptian-style soft furnishings to match.
Closing the door behind him he approached her and moved in to kiss her passionately. Their tongues met and he grabbed the back of her hair, turning her head to the side as his hand moved to her breast.
Samantha's head was spinning but felt instantly aroused by his touch and responded by groaning and holding the back of his head, responding to his advances.
He pushed her against the wall and pulled the straps of her dress down off her shoulders, moving his hands inside her bra and brushing his fingers along her nipples. She was breathing heavily now and could feel herself getting wet, she was so drunk but had lost herself to his touch and, as he bent down and began sucking her nipple she knew all she wanted was him.
As he sucked and licked her nipples she could feel his hand move up the front of her dress and she buckled her legs as her found her knickers, soaking wet from her sudden excitement.
Her mind was racing as she felt her knickers being pulled to the side and his finger gliding over her clit.
'Oh God' she cried out and held the back of his head as he began massaging her clit, his mouth sucking on her breast, taking so much of it inside his eager mouth.
Her legs went weak and she closed her eyes as she felt herself starting to cum. She pulled on his hair as his finger continued to work her clit and moaned out loud as her climax shuddered through her body, her hips rotating against his finger.
She hadn't noticed him drop his trousers and free his erect cock as she was being fingered. He took his hand away from her pussy and pushed his finger into her mouth. Samantha eagerly sucked it, tasting herself on his finger as he pushed it inside her mouth.
Then she felt the bare skin of his thighs against her own and she whimpered "No" under her breath as she felt his cock being pressed against her.
He wrapped his strong arms around her and lifted her up against the wall, her legs instinctively wrapping around him as she felt him pull her knickers to the side and enter her with one swift movement.
Samantha cried out and held on tight to his neck as he fucked her hard against the wall, his stiff cock driving deeper inside her with each thrust.
Her nails were digging into his back as he fucked her like a piston, she could feel her pussy grip his length as she started to cum again, the intense sensation of being pressed against the wall and fucked so hard being too much to bear.
