I reached back home. Jay was gone already. I undressed and sat on my cushioned sofa to recall every bit of what happened today.
A message popped up. I unlocked my phone.
"I am sorry. I won't be like that again." It was Jay.
"It's okay. I am sorry too." I said though I wasn't.
"Reddica, tonight? I promise I will make up for the morning." He said.
"Umm.... Okay." I replied.
But all what filled my mind was that stranger fucking me. But, oh fuck he didn't asked for my number or something how will he know where I am. Fear of all this ending already hit me hard. I was totally blank about what to do.
Just then my doorbell rang. 'Shit! Who the hell is this? Is it Jay again? Oh no, get dressed.' I didn't want Jay to open the door with his keys thinking I am angry and now showing up. But wait, how do Jay know I am home? Maybe some colleague told him.
I picked up the closest cloth I found. That top I dropped in the laundry bag was the easiest find and I answered the door.
It was the stranger from earlier.
"How do you know which flat I live in?" I asked both surprised and happily.
"Well, if you remember we get parking slots in reference to our flats only. So I enquired." He replied.
A thrill of thankfulness rushed over me.
"By the way, do you always open the door looking this sexy?" He observed me from head to toe.
"Holy shit! I didn't realise there could be anyone else other than Jay at this hour."
"Duh, lucky guy." He replied.
He came closer and held me from my waist. Pushed the door closed and whispered, "Honesty I came here to give you my number but now I want to do many other things with you."
I smiled. His hand reached down and his face had a grin realising I am still jot wearing panties.
"Good girl." He whispered. "Now strip and invite me to your home."
I took off my top and threw my bra over it. "Please come in."
"Not like this. A good slut should know how to welcome her master. Knelt down, kiss my toes and beg me to come in." He ordered.
I walked in front of him and did as he said. "Please come in sir, I beg you to come in and fuck me."
"You are such in hurry to be fucked. Aren't you?" He asked.
"Yes, I am." I replied.
"Well, stand up now." I did as he said.
While walking inside he said, "I will fuck you but not now I want you to prove me that you are worthy to be my submissive."
"How can I prove that? I want to." I enquired.
He came close and said,"Do as I say without asking any question.
"Yes, sir." I replied.
"Bring some ice."
I went to the kitchen and picked some ice in a cute bowl. "Here."
"Kneel here." He pointed near to his feet as he was sitting on the sofa.
I did. He took out ice and started rubbing down my boobs. It was chilled and sensational. After a round he placed it still on my nipple.
"This is your first lesson. Stay still and don't utter a word."
By no time my nipples were red and swollen. I wanted to push his hand off but I couldn't. He will leave if I do. And pleasure in his eyes was making me do that. It wasn't only piercing my boobs but started making me wet too. Oh God I wanted him to fuck me.
Minutes later ice almost disappeared. He moved his hands all over my boobs. They were sore but still I felt his touch a little. I saw his Cock stiffened.
"Stand up. " He ordered
As I did his hand observed my pussy and he smiled knowing I was wet.
"Good." His words sounded like approval.
"Show me your dresser." He demanded.
I did as he said without asking anything because I know something evil is up there in his mind.
He flipped through some dresses and asked "Do you have skirts?"
"Yes. I showed him my formal collection."
He laughed. "Not these, the sexy ones. Mini skirts I mean."
"Hmm...maybe." I started searching for one white skirt I had but never wore because that was too short to wear anywhere with Jay.