The rains fell from the heavens, like sparkling diamonds as it hit on the blackened road, lightening danced across the sky, displaying its violent rage and the thunder rumbled in the distance. Fantasia sat and stared into the abyss. Her phone rings, looking at the display the number was private, it was in her nature and say these numbers, but something compiled her to do so.
Hello, she waited for a few seconds and it seems that no one was on the other end, just as she was to hang up, a voice calls her name. Yes, she answered rather reluctantly. When the voice tells her that he had been asked by a mutual friend to call her, and he wanted to help her with a secret she had held deep within her self.
She could hardly breathe as he talked more, but she knew she could not hang up until she had heard all he had to say. He tells her to been at 2014 Hopkins Lane at exactly 2:30 p.m. and not to be late. The next day she tried to relax, but she could only plan what she would wear to meet, this mysterious man, that made her blood boil at the mere thought of him. She laid out, a red dress, simple but elegant, stocking with her favorite black stiletto heels, and a matching bra and panties.
She began getting ready around noon, taking a long bubble bath, and shaving her legs, it was all she could do to keep from pleasuring her self, but she remembered a list of instructions that came along with the address, would forbid her from doing so. Being on her best behavior, she got out of her bath, and slowly dried off. Placing on her makeup with perfection, making sure not to use to much, her lip stick was more of a neutral color, since she was wear the red dress. Not knowing if she should wear any type of perfume, she decided to go with a fragrant body spray.
Fantasia, arrives at the address, just after 2:00 p.m. since she was early she leaned back, turning on her favorite radio station, in hopes it would calm her. To say she was nervous would be an understatement. Glancing at her watch, she jumps out of the car, where had the time gone, she was about to be late, removing her heels, she runs to the building, opening the door, she found a note with her name on it as she walked in. Apartment 3, with her instructions.
She walks down the corridor the further she walks the darker it becomes, as she approached the apartment number, the door was ajar and darkness inside. She looks down at the instruction, which read, come inside and walk to the center of the room, turn and face the door. Remove your clothes and stand with your eyes closed. Make sure that you do not turn around under no circumstances. Her heart is beating so fast, not sure she can go through with this, she turns to walk away, but something draws her inside the door.
Walking to the center of the room, she turns and faces the door, her body trembling, half from fear and half from excitement. Fantasia, hands were shaking as she unzipped her dress, letting it slid down her body, as she stepped out she almost fell, but catching herself. Did the note mean all of her clothes or just her dress, she stood not knowing what to do, when a voice, said what are you waiting for, take everything off. She slowly removes her bra and panties. Letting them fall the floor along with her dress. Standing naked, nervous, and unsure of what was to come.
Hearing foot steps coming toward her, she wanted to turn and look, but stood perfectly still, as hands came in front of her placing a blind fold over her eyes. The man asked if she were at home would she have left her clothes in the middle of the room, as she had left her. No she replied, the man with a gentle voice tells her from now on she was to address him as Sir.
The man told her to pick up the clothes, even if she had to get on her hands and knees to find them, and fold them and place them on a tale that was to her left, Fantasia, folded the clothes placing them on the table, but you could tell she was not like the way he had done made to do this.
He walks toward her, taking her by the hand leading her , he sit into a chair pulling her down over his knee, she pulls back but he was stronger then her, she fell across his lap, his leg came across her pinning her down, as the first smack over her, plump, round ass , she let a slight scream, as she waited for the next one to happen, the man ask her who he was. Being the smartass that she could be, she said how the hell do I know, you are just a voice o the other end of the phone. The second smack as a bit harder, and again he asked her who he was, once again she told him she didn't know. The smack became harder, as he delivered five in a row, before asking her again. Who am I? Fantasia. I don't know, fighting back her tears, this time she was given ten in a row before he asked again? Fantasia said you are Sir, You are Sir, her words shouted, his hand caresses, her softly on the side of her face, as he lets her up,