It was a cold evening. The pavement was wet where it had been raining, though happily it had stopped now. My high heels made steady snapping noises as I walked, and I notice every person I pass looking at me. My nipples were intensely hard under the coat, from the cold and excitement. Women whispered behind me, men made dirty comments. I was thankful when I had my destination in sight, but nervous.
I walk up to the big glass doors and through them, smiling at the man who held them open for me. I walk up to the desk and spoke to the front desk clerk, and she gave me directions to room 812. I wait for the elevator, not taking the stairs, as per your instructions. Reaching the eighth floor I navigate the corridors until I find it, room 812. I look at my watch, I am a minute early.
I stand nervously, hoping I hadn't forgotten anything. You told me where to go, that you would already be there, and to enter at exactly 7:30. Not any earlier, not any later. I am very aware of my own nakedness under the raincoat. Your instructions were clear: coat, heels, and nothing else. You told me nothing else about tonight, that I will find out when I got there and everything will be great if I do as you ask.
I check my watch again. 7:30. I open the door and walk in. The room is subtly lit with a couple of small lamps and some candles. I can not see you, but I hear your voice, instructing me to take off my shoes, go over to the bed and get changed, and telling me that you have been watching.
I walk over and untie the belt of my raincoat, pulling it apart and sliding it over my shoulders, letting it drop to the ground. I pick up the black silk gown you have left in a box on the bed, pulling it on. The gown is low cut at the front, very exposing with a black lace overlay, and the back falls away with small ribbons laced to mimic a corset. You direct me onto the four post bed, telling me to kneel in the middle facing the pillows, and to put on the blind fold which is there.
"Yes Master." I reply, as I do what you say.
One of the things you told me was that the only answer I was allowed to give you was 'yes Master', and that if there was something I wanted, I had to ask by saying "please Master" Now blind folded kneeling on the bed I feel a presence in the room. Someone besides you. My heart quickens as my mind begins to wonder.
"Good girl." you say, as you climb onto the bed in front of me.
Kneeling in front of me I know what you want, I reach out and find your body with my hands, then with my mouth. I find that you're already hard, I must have done well so far with your requests. I hold onto you, kissing your cock and then taking it in my mouth, swirling my tongue around you. I am slightly confused for a moment. Is that another cunt I taste on you? My mind begins to race as begin to think of who I could be tasting on your cock. I find myself becoming more wet as I wonder. Your fingers become entwined in my hair as you push my face roughly onto you, establishing the rhythm you want. As I caress you with my tongue I stroke and play with your balls, teasing your senses, making you groan with pleasure. You enjoy making me struggle for air and I enjoy your roughness as you fuck my mouth steadily. As I continue I feel someone else join us on the bed.
A pair of hands reaches around from behind me and squeezes my breasts, pinching and twisting my nipples, and the figure kisses my neck the way that sends shivers down my spine. I feel her breasts pressed against my back, her nipple rings cold against my back. She slides her hands down from my breasts to my parted legs, under the short gown and to my bare pussy. Her fingers move against me gently, prying my pussy lips apart and feeling the wetness inside. She pushes 2 fingers inside me and laughs,
"Little slut is so very wet tonight." she whispers.
You seem to be enjoying the show, pushing my face onto you more vigorously than before, making me work harder on your cock.
The woman behind me pulls her hand away, replacing it with something hard. I feel as she pushes it into me, it goes in easily as I'm so wet. You watch as she pushes the dildo into me, moving it inside me as she fingers herself, and you can't take anymore. You lose your careful control and thrust your hips into my face. I hear you telling me not to lose a drop. I feel you shake as you cum in my mouth, your hands tighten in my hair, and you push your cock in my throat as I swallow your cum.
