This story contains dominance/submission, spanking, deep throating, punishment, voyeurism, rough, hawt sex and a little pussy punishment. If any of these fetishes turn you off then I am not the one you want to be reading ;)
For everyone else, may you get as hot and bothered reading this as I did writing it :)
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Glancing at his watch, Nathan quickly factored in the time zone, determining that she would most likely be home as it was the weekend. He felt his heart start to beat a bit faster as he logged onto his laptop, signing into the social media site they always used. Smiling, he tapped out a greeting and sat back to wait.
How's it going baby girl?
The screen stayed dormant for what felt like an eternity and then finally a little tick appeared at the bottom of his message telling him it had been read. He smiled and leaned forward, waiting for her response.
'Hey Nathan! I'm good. How's you?'
Great! Bit tired as I worked out at the gym this morning but apart from that, not bad. Where have you been the last couple of day? I've missed you.
'Oh I had something urgent that I had to do. It took up all my time so I couldn't get online. Sorry I wasn't able to check in with you.'
He frowned, staring at the screen. It wasn't like Julianne to be so mysterious about her activities. He was instantly concerned about her evasiveness.
Everything okay, Jules? What was so urgent?
'Uhm, I'm not sure if you're going to like it or not. I'm a bit afraid to tell you.'
Nathan's frown deepened and he started to feel uneasy. They lived miles apart and had been talking for a long time. He liked Julianne a lot...hell if he was truthful about it he had even fantasised about her even though they talked just as friends. They did flirt a little in an offhand manner but their relationship couldn't be classed as anything serious, not like his mates' sexed up girls online.
Now she was being reticent with him and it made him wonder if maybe she had met someone and didn't want to tell him in case it would upset him. It was the only thing he could think of that would explain her current mood.
He sat back and considered his response. Would he be upset if she'd hooked up with a guy? The answer to that was yes. Though he hadn't made any moves on her he did consider her as his. His what? he had no idea, but he was very territorial where she was concerned.
'Nate? Are you still there?'
Yeah I'm here Jules. What is it you want to tell me? You know you can talk to me about anything, Princess. There's no need to be afraid of me. I've never done anything to hurt you before, have I?
It was the hardest thing he had typed, his emotions not in sync with the words he sent. Damn, if she started going on about some douche she was head over heels with he would have to sign off until he got himself under control.
Waiting for her to reply seemed to take forever. Nathan knew she'd read his last message but the clock ticked around minute by minute until it was 8 minutes since she'd read his message and no response. The screen suddenly scrolled up and her words flowed across the screen...
'Uhm... I'm here, Nate. I'm sitting in a hotel room right now writing to you. I've sent you an email. Go check.'
Nathan blinked stupidly at the screen for a moment as her words seeped in. She was here? In Michigan? Really?
Quickly opening up his email he saw her mail and clicked open the jpg attachment. It was a shot of one of the local hotels, less than 10 minutes from where he lived. She really was here! And she hadn't breathed a word about coming over. His heart was thumping painfully, excitement starting to kick in as well as a bit of annoyance that she'd kept him in the dark.
Why hadn't she told him? He would have met her from the airport and made sure she was safe. It could be a bit rough sometimes around his way. She could have been hurt. Sucking in a deep breath, he decided what he was going to do and quickly typed out a message before closing down his laptop.
Stay where you are. I'm on my way.
That would get her worried. He was smiling as he grabbed his car keys and repositioned his semi-hard cock in his cammo pants. Just hearing she was so close was enough to get him worked up. He had no idea what was going to happen when they met face to face but he knew what he wanted to happen. Just the thought of it being a possibility was enough to make the short drive to the hotel uncomfortable.
Nathan was there and at her room door in under a quarter of an hour. Nerves kicked in as he hesitated before knocking. Would she like what she saw? He didn't have the prettiest of faces but he worked out daily and had a well-muscled physique. The ladies liked his body so he was never short of a willing bed partner. Would Julianne like it though, that was the question.
Breathing in, he rapped hard on the door and waited for it to swing open. When it did, he had to slowly let out his breath as the woman he'd been speaking to for months slowly came into view. His first thought was she was tiny, barely five feet tall. He was a strong man and she looked as if he could snap her in two she appeared so fragile.
But, Lord, was she beautiful. He knew beauty was in the eyes of the beholder and some may find Julianne a bit plain but to his eyes, she was stunning and that was all that mattered. Her deep auburn hair was loose and hanging around her shoulders. She was wearing a deep purple gypsy type skirt with a pale lavender button down sweater. Her pretty blue eyes were appraising him as thoroughly as he was her, and she didn't appear disappointed, more concerned.