I arrive at the motel. You had given me direction, and explicit instructions. I knew exactly which room you'd be in, waiting for me. As I parked my car, my stomach is doing flip flops. You had told me to wear a short black skirt, tight low cut black shirt, a red lace thong with matching bra, and knee high leather high heeled boots. You also told me to have my pussy shaved nice and clean.
I was wet already, and I hadn't even gotten out of the car.
I nervously approached the door, wondering if I should turn around. I take a deep breath, heart pounding, hands shaking slightly, and knock on the door. After what seems like an eternity, but is really just a few seconds....it opens.
I see you for the first time, our eyes meeting. You hold my stare. "Hello.'‘ I stammer. "Hi babes." you say. "Come In."
I step in, and glance around. You close the door behind me, grab me, turn me around and press me up against it, grabbing my hands - our fingers interlocking....and you bring them above my head, pressing them to the door. You lean down, and kiss me deeply.
"Are you ready?"
I look up nervously, you can see fear and excitement mingling in my eyes. I nod.
"You need this. You've needed this for a long time."
You kiss me again releasing my hands, as your roam over my body. Then you point to the center of the room. "Stand over there."
I walk nervously, still wondering if I'm ready for my fantasies to come true. You walk around me in a circle, looking at me from all angles. You move behind me, and sit in a chair in the corner.
Everything is quiet for a moment.
"Turn around and face me."
I turn slowly, and look at you.
"You're quite lovely."
"Thank you."
"Take off your shirt."
My stomach does another flip flop, as I hear my first command. I am sure this will be the first of many. I slowly remove my shirt. You stare at me. Silence fills the room again.
"Do you know the safeword?"
"Yes."
You get up from the chair and walk toward me. Your hands travel across my shoulders, and down my arms. You look directly into my eyes.
"Good, because you may need it."
Those words send chills down my spine. I'm not sure if I know what I'm getting into.
"I will take you places you've never been before. You will feel things you've never felt before. Do you trust me?"
"Yes."
You unzip my skirt, and it falls around my feet. You tell me to step out of it, and I do. You sit back down.
"Crawl to me, on your hands and knees."
I get down on all fours, and awkwardly crawl over. You pull my face into your crotch, your cock is hard underneath your pants. I can feel it.
"Do you feel that? You're going to feel it everywhere this weekend. Everywhere."
You release my head and tell me to release your cock. I undo your pants, and it springs forward freely. I gently stroke it with one hand.
"Mmmmmm, I've wanted you for so long. Wanted you in EVERY way." You say. "Do you know what I want now?"
My response is to lick the tip of your cock lightly with my tongue.
"Yes." You half moan.
I continue to move my hand over your shaft, as I taste you. Then I take your cock in my mouth, running my tongue around your shaft. You shift slightly, sliding down a little in the chair. Then you grab my head, pulling me down on you. You guide my head, as you feel the heat of my mouth around you. I start to move faster. You moan, you grab my head and shove your self down my throat. I start to gag, you're cutting off my airway. I panic for a second, and you release me. You shove me back, and I fall.
"You will learn to open wider for me, and not to gag."
I am laying on my back, upset I just displeased you.
"This is ground for your first punishment."
You stand and walk over to the bed. You tell me to lay across your lap. I do. You run your hands down my back, and over my ass.
"Nice thong."
Your hand runs down my butt, and between my cheeks. For the first time your fingers explore me. You can feel my wetness through the thin material of the thong. I am soaking.
"Someone's having fun."
Suddenly, you raise your hand, and it comes down cracking my ass. I jerk, and let out a small moan. I wasn't expecting it to hurt so much.
"Shhhhhhhh. Do I have to gag you?"
"No."
"Alright then, you will get 15 spanks. Count them."
