He had actually won the contest weeks ago, but he insisted on doing things right. We had spent the last few weeks getting to know each other not only as man and woman, but as dominant and submissive. I held my breath as I sent him a photo of my face. Would he like it? Would he still be attracted to me? Lucky for me, he definitely was still interested. More so now, than before, and he was exactly as I had imagined. Defined, masculine features, softened by the look of his lips and the colors of his eyes.
The last few weeks were filled with intensity. Daily messages turned into daily phone calls. His voice was deep and pronounced and made me tingle all over. Every time a new email arrived in my inbox, I smiled. When my IM blinked with a new message from him, my heart skipped a beat. Above all else, the webcam sessions leading up to our official date pushed me over the edge of anticipation. I could not wait to see him.
Under Masters permission and guidance, this new man became my Sir. He treated me kindly and affectionately as a new pet. When discipline was needed, his requests were followed out by Master, with the promise that it would be made up for once we met. My heart opened up to Sir and I welcomed him into our lives. The anticipation of meeting me made me both nervous and excited.
So as the day to meet him has rapidly approached, I find myself in a mixture of emotions. Dressed in a simple sundress and heels, I await for Sir to arrive. Anxiously, I wait as passenger after passenger arrives in the baggage claim area. I’m biting my lower lip and wringing my cold hands. My tummy making flips as I feel light headed from what very little I ate this morning. Master dropped me off to meet Sir at the terminal, since Sir had some immediate plans upon his early morning arrival. I was curious as to what his plans will be, but my thoughts are interrupted as my eyes glimpse at the pair of shoes that have stopped before me. Slowly my eyes travel up the legs, over the belt, along the buttons of a dress shirt and along the lines of chin, nose and until finally meeting eyes. His eyes. The eyes I have seen many times through a computer screen, are finally alive and right in front of me. I blush as I take in the smell of him. His hand reaches over and cups my chin, forcing me to look into his eyes as he leans down and pecks my cheek ever so softly. I giggle and smile and he returns the smile, chuckling softly as well.
He presses his hand into the back of my neck and wraps his fingers around. I hold my breath as he pushes me forward to the baggage carousel. In silence we wait together as the parade of luggage passes us. He let’s go only to collect his bag. With bag in one hand and laptop slung over his shoulder, he guides me outdoors where he waves down a cab. I’m pushed into the vehicle and as the door closes, Sir exchanges a few words with the driver before taking his seat beside me.
Traffic is heavy as the cab begins to make its way through the city. Sir’s fingers trace the back of my neck and goosebumps erupt all over my scalp. I purr softly. Remembering that I am to show Sir a pleasant time just as much as he is taking me on a date, my hand wanders to his leg. My fingers run along his inner thigh and I hear him inhale sharply. I catch a glimpse of the cab driver’s eyes in the rear view mirror and I pause. Sir’s hand tightens around the back of my neck and I resume my caresses.
Slowly, my hand moves up and down his inner thigh. I let it slide to his crotch and am greeted by the warmth of his growing erection. My heart skips a beat as it is the first time I can feel his cock. My hand presses into his crotch and contours around the shape of his cock. I moan softly as my fingers flex and relax around the hardness. My palm strokes his cock from the outside of his pants and my eyes focus on the apparent bulge.
Sir leans in and his hot breath brushes my ear, “You want to see it don’t you?” Shyly I nod my head and whisper, “Yes, Sir. I very much do.”
“Close your eyes.” He orders. I do as I am told and I feel his hand on mine. I hear him unbuckle and a movement of fabric follows. He takes my hand and guides it down his stomach and into his pants. I am met by the heat of his cock before he wraps my fingers around the erection. I moan loudly as I feel his cock for the first time. The shaft is velvety soft to the touch but remains hard when grasped. It’s thick within my hand and my fingers trace its head. Precum oozes from its tip and I get even more excited. I want to look so badly but know I may not. He removes my hand from his heat and I feel his breath on my neck as he teases me, “Soon pet, you will know exactly what that cock looks like in front of you. Open your eyes.”
His pants are closed and belt buckled before I can even get a glimpse. His hand creeps down to my knee and I relax back into the seat. He runs his hand up my thigh and taps me hard. Immediately my legs part. His hand moves between my thighs and slaps them harder. My legs open even wider and he smiles. His hand runs up my thigh and to my cunt. His fingers are greeted by my wetness as I have gone without panties per his orders. He plays with my lips and circles my clit. My eyes roll back into my head and my hips rock gently. I ache to feel him inside me and I moan louder than I should.
“Not yet,” he whispers. “You will be violated soon enough.” His hand withdraws as I feel the cab come to a stop. We get out and head into the store we have parked in front of. Inside, I am greeted by walls and walls of dresses. Together we view each one, taking our time, as he guides me along with his hand around my neck. I do not speak. I merely accompany him as we look at each dress. He comes across one to his liking. He selects my size and pushes me towards the fitting rooms. I remove the sundress I currently have and let it fall to the floor. I put on the one Sir has handed me. It is red in color and quite form-fitting. It is classy enough to be worn out, but has a touch of fetish to it. The back of the dress laces up much like a corset. I exit the dressing room to allow Sir to help me.
His hands are hot as they touch my chilled skin. I feel him tighten the laces one by one and I feel a flood of moisture between my thighs. I cringe thinking of making this new dress wet with my sex. As Sir finishes his handy work, he turns me around to face the mirror. He smiles as he looks at me and leans over to whisper in my ear, “Don’t worry about getting the dress wet with your sex, slut. I am buying it, along with those shoes over there. Size 6 correct?” I nod in approval as he slowly unties the laces. I slip back into the dressing room to put on my sundress as he collects the shoes from the sales associate.
We are greeted by the sun as we step back outside after making our purchases. His hand still on my neck, he guides me to the pet store. “We need to find you a more proper collar. I can not keep holding onto you like this for the rest of the day and into the night. There will be times I will need both my hands.”
We stop in front of the dog collar aisle. He selects a simple, black leather collar to compliment the red dress he bought moments before. He directs me to turn as he slips the collar around my neck and adjusts the buckle. A little old lady stops to look at us before slowly leaving the aisle. I blush instantly. He unbuckles it and guides me to the front of the store. I wait patiently as he makes his purchase and asks the cashier for tokens for the dog i.d. printing machine.
I watch him as he slowly works the machine and asks it to type “mina” followed by his own cell number. The machine cranks out his request and he slides the collar and i.d. into the same bag as my dress. We make our way back to the cab where he directs the driver to take me to my home.
I am sent to my closet as Sir and Master talk. I make myself comfortable on the big dog bed and take a short nap as I hear the two men in the distance talking. It isn’t until Sir has left to return to his hotel that Master comes and takes me out.
I spend the rest of the day in anticipation. There will be a car coming from the hotel to pick both Master and myself for this evening’s date. As the clock draws closer to time, my stomach begins doing flips. Master helps me into my new red dress commenting on Sir’s wonderful taste. The black heels look stunning and also have a touch of fetish to them. Again, I am to go without panties and no bra is needed. I apply my makeup with much care and arrange my hair elegantly upon my head. Master himself looks stunning in a nice suit accented in red.
We hear the honk of a car horn and make our way to our ride. Together, Master and I ride to the hotel, holding hands and smiling at each other. He squeezes my hand when he sees the look of nervousness glaze over my eyes. It calms me quickly. We arrive to the hotel and take the elevator up to Sir’s room. Master knocks on the door and Sir opens it with a smile. The two men greet each other affectionately before Sir turns to kiss me lightly on the cheek. We enter the room and I am told to kneel. On my knees, Sir approaches me and I hear the light jingle of a dog tag. Sir slips the collar around my neck and the cold tag shocks me for a second before heating up quickly to my skin. Once buckled in place, Sir lifts me up to my feet. “Tonight mina, your Master has given me the honor of having you as my possession. When it is all done, I will take my collar back and hope that one day I will be able to place it around your neck again.” I became sad for a moment at the thought of the night being over.
With his hand on my back, Sir guides me to the door. “Please Sylvanus, help yourself to whatever you wish while in my suite tonight.” Sir winks at Master and they share a smile that hides a secret I will probably never know.
The dinner is fantastic. It’s a beautiful restaurant with wonderful food and dim lighting. Sir and I spend much time talking about life, love, dominance and submission. He reminds me of my manners when they fail me and compliments me on my good behavior. I blush every time he tells me I am a “good girl.” My head is swimming in both happiness and alcohol. After completing a delicious dessert, Sir stands up and announces, “I am going to the restroom, mina. However, when I am finished, I am not coming back to the table. You must wait here exactly 10 minutes. Once your 10 minutes are over, you are to go to the woman in the lobby and ask her to help you find your Sir. She will need a very important piece of information and that information is around your neck.” He taps the dog tag before kissing my cheek and leaving me on my own.
Each minute ticks away faster than I’d like it to. I am not looking forward to having to show someone my i.d. tag and asking them to dial the number. As the minute hits its mark, I slowly get up from the table and make my way to the woman in the lobby. My voice trembles as I ask her, “Can you please help me find my Sir?”
Puzzled, she answers, “I can try.”
“Can you please call this number?” I point to the dog tag.
She leans in closely as she grabs the tag and makes out the number. Her fingers dance along the number pad on the lobby phone and I hear it ring. She let’s go of the tag as a male voice answers the phone. “Hello, I’m trying to…well… there is a woman here who goes by the name of mina… and she… she says she is looking for her Sir?” The woman stutters into the phone. They exchange a few words before she hangs up the phone and beckons the bellman over. “Please take this woman over to suite 1220.”
I follow the bellman into the elevator and we take the familiar trip to Sir’s suite. When the doors open a woman walks into the elevator before we step out. She looks a little less put together and her perfume smells strong. We smile at each other as we pass. The bellman knocks on the door and Sir answers. “Thank you.” He tells the bellman. The bellman nods and walks away quickly. Sir takes my hand and pulls me into his suite. I am immediately greeted with the smell of a familiar perfume. Suddenly, I understand the secret smiles and know that this woman was specifically asked to reapply her perfume before leaving the room so that I would take notice. My Master has been enjoying himself as well tonight it seems.
I spot him in the corner of the suite, sipping his wine and smiling.
“Come mina,” Sir beckons me. I approach him slowly and his hands direct me to turn around. He unlaces my dress and let’s it slip to the floor. “Turn around my beautiful mina.”
I turn to look at him and his eyes dance all over my body. “Spread your legs and put your hands behind your head.” I take the stance and feel his hands on my breasts. My nipples are hard and they send electric currents to my cunt every time he touches them. I moan and gasp as his lips cover my nipples. His tongue swirls around the hard buds. My clit throbs between my thighs.
His hand moves down to my thighs and he pushes his fingers between my folds. I moan loudly. “Such a wet slut you are,” he comments. His fingers tease my folds and circle my clit and I feel as if I am about to burst, until he finally dips his finger inside me and I nearly collapse from the pleasure of it. I groan like an animal.
“On your knees since you can’t seem to stand.”
I sink to my knees and keep my hands behind my head. Sir begins removing his clothes, first he unbuttons his shirt and slides it off his shoulders, next his shoes and socks. Finally, his hand moves to his belt and he pulls it out swiftly from the loops. I hold my breath at the sounds of it and he places it on the bed. He loosens his slacks and let’s them fall. His erection stands proud behind his briefs. I want to see it so badly. He grabs me by my wrists and pulls me into his bulge. I can smell him and feel him against my lips. I salivate hungrily to have him. He pushes me back to my knees and let’s his briefs fall to the floor before stepping out and towards me.
His cock is beautiful. It is thick and perfect and bounces slightly with each step. The head glistens with precum. Sir stands in front of me. “Open your mouth mina.” I open my mouth wide. With one hand at the back of my head and the other holding onto his cock, he thrusts himself into my mouth. I moan and my cunt twitches. A flood of wetness renews itself. He fucks my mouth with his beautiful cock and groans loudly. “Such a wonderful mouth you have mina. Does your cunt feel just as good?” I can’t answer him, but realize it is not a question to be answered.
“Get up and bend over the bed. Place your hands in front of you. Keep those heels on and your legs spread.”
I lean over the bed, my fingers clenching the sheets, as I spread my legs wide. Sir’s hand slips between my folds and I sigh. “You are so fucking wet,” he remarks. He grabs his belt and it comes down hard on my backside. I yelp in protest. Again his belt lashes my flesh. This is the punishment he had promised I would receive. He must have belted me 10 times. The welts are red and hot as they rise. My eyes are filled with tears.
Sir stops his assault and his hand meets my cunt once more. His fingers begin circling my clit with much purpose. A different set of fingers enter my cunt and I moan for Sir. “I want your cunt tight for me mina,” he purrs. “I need you to come for me.” I melt into his words as his fingers work harder on my body. He groans with each thrust of his fingers and it excites me. I feel the pleasure well up inside faster than I had intended and my body breaks into an orgasm. I tremble as my muscles pulse around him and scream with the pleasure that takes me.
“Such a good girl,” he chuckles as his finger slips out of my cunt. I feel his face behind me and his hot breath tickles my cunt before his tongue laps at my lips. “I just had to have a taste of the cunt I am about to fuck. Your sex tastes and smells of heaven.”
Sir stands behind me and I hear him slip on a condom. I feel his cock press into my cunt and I moan to him, “please fuck me.” Growling, he thrusts hard and deep into me and holds in place. His chest is heaving and his fingers digging into my flesh as he gets on top of the pleasure his body is assaulted with. “Oh you are a tight slut. Your cunt feels extraordinary!”
With lips curled and teeth clenched, Sir takes my body for his own. Each thrust causes me to exhale sharply. His thickness fills me and all I can do is scream from the pleasure. Finally, after all these weeks, Sir is behind me, taking me, using me as his own. He pounds into me hard and fast. His thrusts get so intense, he begins lifting me to the tips of my toes. My lips are swollen from the brutal fucking I am getting until finally, he thrusts hard into me and curls his fingers into my hips before releasing himself within me.
Panting, he withdraws and disposes the evidence of his pleasure. He approaches the bed and scoops me into his arms and kisses me deeply and passionately. I melt into him once more, gripping him tightly with my small hands. “Now that we have that out-of-the-way, I think I’d like to spend the rest of the evening really enjoying each other.” His smile is almost boyish.
Master approaches the bed and I kiss him deeply. The rest of the night would turn out to be a wild night of physical passion as both Master and Sir indulge themselves in my service and my body. I am not left unattended as the two of them indulge me of an incredible night of pleasures. Morning comes too quickly for all of us and a flight end up being missed.
Whispered Desires