First read the beginning .
We agreed the appointment for three days. She had been very strict on one point: I should not try to jerk me forward. J'obtempérais wisely, although the morning, showering me carefully to our meeting, so that hot water awakened my senses and I was very stiff, j'eu all the trouble to resist masturbate.
was me that moved me towards her. The idea that this was a brand of male gallantry while we were reversing the roles I liked. She pointed to a door of Paris that I should join, then recontact. A delightful treasure hunt began. Once arrived and parked, I called him as agreed. I showed him the street or I was, and she gave me directions: take the street-so, cross the bridge, turn right to a parking lot, remember. J'obtempérais. I reached the parking lot. I remembered.
"You must be outside a hotel now." Indeed, looking up I saw his sign. I was facing the door. She continued the guidelines:
"- You go and take a room. You'll go up and remind me." She hung up, not leaving no room for any question. I obeyed.
hotel was a "Formula 1". An anonymous place, rather than a dormitory instead of hospitality. A service provider, except to sleep, at least one confined space of a few square meters. The place had no charm, but I did not come to that. His only interest was precisely his anonymity where everyone could melt and become another if he wished.
I took the room went up. It was rather a cramped little room, just a place to sleep, and that's it. I remembered. I realized very quickly the other interest place. The door had no key, not even a card, but a code given at the reception, typing on a keyboard. My correspondent knew that and knew how to play. She asked me the code, I gave him. She continued:
"- You undress. Completely. You get on all fours on the bed, buttocks toward the door, legs apart, arched. I'm coming."
I understood immediately that she could not come and see my position I have to open it.
I did not consider this meeting as this. I had not planned to tell the truth: I decided to go after my fantasy. I obeyed him. The idea of offering me, show myself naked to a complete stranger excited me.
I lowered the curtain. I took off my clothes, asked. I removed the bedspread and settled down on it. I took the position sought. It was the first time I put myself in that position so explicitly: naked, completely, on all fours. I was facing the window with my rump at the door, and thus one that would open. For a brief moment I thought that anyone could come open this door and surprised me as well. The idea excited me. I arch my back, digging the kidneys, wondering how much she wanted me to be. My Band severely.
I waited a few minutes. I began to feel cold and wondering if it was not a hoax. If I waited for nothing, it would not be too serious, just time and price of the house lost. But in my position, my expectations, I was thinking of other things. Those where it would come together, one or two men, or that only men came, she came to me or filming or photographing me, or ... I considered all situations, but I did not move from my position, always offering my butt to the door remained closed. I was alert to noises in the hallway. At each crossing the other side of the door, I trembled, holding my breath, arch my back, ready to receive his visit.
A sound different from others was finally heard. Noise electronic lock. The handle failover, the door opened suddenly. I heard someone go quickly and shut the door. I turned my head to see my guest. Hardly had she entered, I heard him exclaim a "Ohhhh" admiring discovering the show I offered him. I recognized the voice she had advanced, and she took the phone. I did see that, despite my head turned toward her, our positions, it behind me, kept me well look at it. It was quite large, pulpy, between 35 and 40, dressed in a skirt, with taste and sophistication.
I smiled and greeted her:
"- Hello, mistress." It was in this spirit that I approached this meeting, the submission of a novice in giving himself to his mistress. She treated me with a:
"- That's good, you have taken the position.
- Am I sufficiently arched, mistress?" I asked, raising her buttocks.
- C is very good, yes. "
She placed her bag on the bed behind me. I heard the sound of his clothing. She climbed on the bed, brushing me with her down silky. Without further ado she put her scarf in front of my eyes and tied. It was a silk scarf that blinded me. I let her, surprised at my docility and excitement that it gave me.
"- You're ready," she said, down from the bed After checking the knot of the scarf. I was waiting this moment for so long that I thought in fact be prepared to endure everything from him.
Thus blinded, I was listening my other senses: hearing and touch. I heard him rummaging through his bag, probably to take out the accessories required for its takeover of my body. She returned to me from a leg barefoot and wrapped down between my legs, forcing them to depart a little more. She put a hand on my butt dominatrix I noted that forever. His touch made me shiver. I never imagined how I could assess the situation, position, gestures, everything. She passed her hand on each of my buttocks, on my lower back.
"- So You Want to slut?
- Yes, ma'am, if Please. Get your bitch ... "More than
be submitted, I also wanted it possesses me.
She grabbed my cock with a firm hand and authoritarian to test its hardness. She pulled over to the back, but slowly enough far enough.
"- Hmmmm, gauge does air of a connoisseur, you're well equipped.
- Thank you ma'am, I ... I am at your disposal if you wish. "
She relaxed as he replied:" We'll see. "I wondered if I had it by saying sorry. I could not imagine for a moment she could wish that I serve as a male, but just wanted to tell him that I offered him my whole body, not just my rump. She got off the bed on which she rode and walked around. I imagined her asking prying eyes all over my body shamelessly exhibited. It would examine it, take action, preparing the way it was going to have me: Amazon gauged his horse to train. I guessed before me, standing beside the bed. Under the banner I could see, barely, her feet, quite small. It would be a few inches from me, I felt the rustle of her skirt over my face. She stared, taking his time.
"- Hmmmm .... Let's see ... A married man" she saw my ring on my hand flat on the sheet. I do not hide but clenched fingers a little surprise.
".. O yes, ma'am.
- And you sodomize?
The question surprised me, j'eu a moment's hesitation.
- Er, yes, it happens.
- And you want to take his place then?
Again I hesitated, I had never thought about that.
- Er, yes, yes, I think. "
It laughed a light laugh and friendly, not mocking at all, welcoming my confession that made me blush shame to have said.
"- This is not easy does not it?
I was confident.
- No, no, not really, ma'am.
- We'll take care of it "she said, repeating around the bed, going surely to his bag.
She stood a moment, perhaps out of accessories, or by searching its contents. I suddenly felt something cold run down my anus. I jumped. The smell fills the room intimate lubricant. Something touched me. I felt the touch of a glove she had slipped. She began to massage my explorer with a finger but discreet. I groaned.
"- You like?
- Yes, mistress. I want to be your little bitch," I repeated.
She strove for a minute or two, I wave as his gestures, playing softly in my arch, the position of my pelvis to open myself up to his investigation. Suddenly I felt a slap on my butt. J'eu hardly time to wonder what was going on or to analyze the wave of pleasure flooded my body, a second slap sounds. It was a first, I never felt that. It was not a spanking, a slap rather expert on the top of my buttocks, just the way it flatters the rump of a horse. I uttered a little cry. She began immediately. The vibrations of the slap still reverberated throughout my body, I felt a few seconds later as if it had been intense. It was a total discovery for me. I never imagined that a spanking could be so two fingers to make me enjoy it. I was bombarded with wave of desire, I trembled with every hit. I wanted more.
"- Yes, ma'am, again. I am your submissive female." She stopped spanking when I began to feel their heat on my ass.
"- You are very tight, she concludes by quitting his job. I felt my buttocks reddened soaked with the liquid she had flooded. She said other utensils in her bag. She told me:
"- A knee!" I did so immediately. I was panting, already having taken a short but intense pleasure and surprise in this introduction. I got up, still kneeling, arms along the body, always blinded, and horny as ever.
She grabbed my hands and brought them behind my back. I believe them obediently. She tied with a leather object, probably a belt. She made several rounds of my wrists and my forearms. She pressed the first time, again, louder: she had just closed the loop. My arms were tied tightly, forcing me to lean shoulders slightly back, leaving me little freedom of movement, including the elbows.
Another item in his bag. She passed before me. I took the balls with both hands, drawing them to her. I accompanied the movement, without moving their legs, arching me to offer him more easily. She kneads bluntly but without excess. I guessed his hands on my tail under the banner. She began to tie my balls with a kind of elastic. They were very full and swollen, she had to try several times to attach them to me. Of course I could not see me, but the image I imagined myself m'affolait.
felt I play with my sex. After a few seconds I realized she m'enfilait a condom and she sucked me. She did it gently and expertly. She played mostly his lips on my tail, focusing on my glans. A knee in his mouth, offered, I was on the brink. I was holding back, feeling my cum rising, and at the same time I gave myself to her, his greedy mouth, my humiliating position. I moaned, panting:
"- Hmmm, madam, I am .... ... hmmm ... your female, you ... hmmm, little bitch ...."
She continued, unperturbed.
Despite all my efforts, I could not keep me long to cum in her mouth, or rather in the hood. I watered at long jets, powerful, emptying me each a little more with all my strength. I tilt the head back, arch my back, gave myself entirely to this sudden enjoyment. She accompanied my jets with his mouth, until I fall, soft, inert material and supporting evil caresses. She released me and stood up, letting go:
"- You're early." I did not understand immediately what she said, still reeling from the enjoyment that possessed me. I did not know what she was going to do now. I stood there, pathetic, flaccid tail between his legs, trying to catch my breath, trying to keep upright in spite of my weariness post coitum. I heard she had gone back to his bag behind me.
She took the belt, untied. I kept my arm back, waiting for his instructions for the next step. She untied the blindfold, I kept my eyes closed. I heard his phone ringing and a noise gate while she answered. I remained motionless, waiting for further humiliation. I waited ten seconds, twenty seconds. I realized she was out to answer his phone. I wait a little longer. I turned and opened his eyes. It was a party, after taking her purse. I realized what I had taken as a response to his laptop was words that spoke to Moses. I understood what she had said "goodbye."
She left me naked on the bed, knees, buttocks smeared with lubricant, a condom filled on my tail, a latex glove squeezing my balls. It was considered to have finished its mission. And I found myself still a virgin before the anus. I did not realize my fantasy. Yet, I smiled, taking a too short time of intense pleasure unpublished.
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We agreed the appointment for three days. She had been very strict on one point: I should not try to jerk me forward. J'obtempérais wisely, although the morning, showering me carefully to our meeting, so that hot water awakened my senses and I was very stiff, j'eu all the trouble to resist masturbate.
was me that moved me towards her. The idea that this was a brand of male gallantry while we were reversing the roles I liked. She pointed to a door of Paris that I should join, then recontact. A delightful treasure hunt began. Once arrived and parked, I called him as agreed. I showed him the street or I was, and she gave me directions: take the street-so, cross the bridge, turn right to a parking lot, remember. J'obtempérais. I reached the parking lot. I remembered.
"You must be outside a hotel now." Indeed, looking up I saw his sign. I was facing the door. She continued the guidelines:
"- You go and take a room. You'll go up and remind me." She hung up, not leaving no room for any question. I obeyed.
hotel was a "Formula 1". An anonymous place, rather than a dormitory instead of hospitality. A service provider, except to sleep, at least one confined space of a few square meters. The place had no charm, but I did not come to that. His only interest was precisely his anonymity where everyone could melt and become another if he wished.
I took the room went up. It was rather a cramped little room, just a place to sleep, and that's it. I remembered. I realized very quickly the other interest place. The door had no key, not even a card, but a code given at the reception, typing on a keyboard. My correspondent knew that and knew how to play. She asked me the code, I gave him. She continued:
"- You undress. Completely. You get on all fours on the bed, buttocks toward the door, legs apart, arched. I'm coming."
I understood immediately that she could not come and see my position I have to open it.
I did not consider this meeting as this. I had not planned to tell the truth: I decided to go after my fantasy. I obeyed him. The idea of offering me, show myself naked to a complete stranger excited me.
I lowered the curtain. I took off my clothes, asked. I removed the bedspread and settled down on it. I took the position sought. It was the first time I put myself in that position so explicitly: naked, completely, on all fours. I was facing the window with my rump at the door, and thus one that would open. For a brief moment I thought that anyone could come open this door and surprised me as well. The idea excited me. I arch my back, digging the kidneys, wondering how much she wanted me to be. My Band severely.
I waited a few minutes. I began to feel cold and wondering if it was not a hoax. If I waited for nothing, it would not be too serious, just time and price of the house lost. But in my position, my expectations, I was thinking of other things. Those where it would come together, one or two men, or that only men came, she came to me or filming or photographing me, or ... I considered all situations, but I did not move from my position, always offering my butt to the door remained closed. I was alert to noises in the hallway. At each crossing the other side of the door, I trembled, holding my breath, arch my back, ready to receive his visit.
A sound different from others was finally heard. Noise electronic lock. The handle failover, the door opened suddenly. I heard someone go quickly and shut the door. I turned my head to see my guest. Hardly had she entered, I heard him exclaim a "Ohhhh" admiring discovering the show I offered him. I recognized the voice she had advanced, and she took the phone. I did see that, despite my head turned toward her, our positions, it behind me, kept me well look at it. It was quite large, pulpy, between 35 and 40, dressed in a skirt, with taste and sophistication.
I smiled and greeted her:
"- Hello, mistress." It was in this spirit that I approached this meeting, the submission of a novice in giving himself to his mistress. She treated me with a:
"- That's good, you have taken the position.
- Am I sufficiently arched, mistress?" I asked, raising her buttocks.
- C is very good, yes. "
She placed her bag on the bed behind me. I heard the sound of his clothing. She climbed on the bed, brushing me with her down silky. Without further ado she put her scarf in front of my eyes and tied. It was a silk scarf that blinded me. I let her, surprised at my docility and excitement that it gave me.
"- You're ready," she said, down from the bed After checking the knot of the scarf. I was waiting this moment for so long that I thought in fact be prepared to endure everything from him.
Thus blinded, I was listening my other senses: hearing and touch. I heard him rummaging through his bag, probably to take out the accessories required for its takeover of my body. She returned to me from a leg barefoot and wrapped down between my legs, forcing them to depart a little more. She put a hand on my butt dominatrix I noted that forever. His touch made me shiver. I never imagined how I could assess the situation, position, gestures, everything. She passed her hand on each of my buttocks, on my lower back.
"- So You Want to slut?
- Yes, ma'am, if Please. Get your bitch ... "More than
be submitted, I also wanted it possesses me.
She grabbed my cock with a firm hand and authoritarian to test its hardness. She pulled over to the back, but slowly enough far enough.
"- Hmmmm, gauge does air of a connoisseur, you're well equipped.
- Thank you ma'am, I ... I am at your disposal if you wish. "
She relaxed as he replied:" We'll see. "I wondered if I had it by saying sorry. I could not imagine for a moment she could wish that I serve as a male, but just wanted to tell him that I offered him my whole body, not just my rump. She got off the bed on which she rode and walked around. I imagined her asking prying eyes all over my body shamelessly exhibited. It would examine it, take action, preparing the way it was going to have me: Amazon gauged his horse to train. I guessed before me, standing beside the bed. Under the banner I could see, barely, her feet, quite small. It would be a few inches from me, I felt the rustle of her skirt over my face. She stared, taking his time.
"- Hmmmm .... Let's see ... A married man" she saw my ring on my hand flat on the sheet. I do not hide but clenched fingers a little surprise.
".. O yes, ma'am.
- And you sodomize?
The question surprised me, j'eu a moment's hesitation.
- Er, yes, it happens.
- And you want to take his place then?
Again I hesitated, I had never thought about that.
- Er, yes, yes, I think. "
It laughed a light laugh and friendly, not mocking at all, welcoming my confession that made me blush shame to have said.
"- This is not easy does not it?
I was confident.
- No, no, not really, ma'am.
- We'll take care of it "she said, repeating around the bed, going surely to his bag.
She stood a moment, perhaps out of accessories, or by searching its contents. I suddenly felt something cold run down my anus. I jumped. The smell fills the room intimate lubricant. Something touched me. I felt the touch of a glove she had slipped. She began to massage my explorer with a finger but discreet. I groaned.
"- You like?
- Yes, mistress. I want to be your little bitch," I repeated.
She strove for a minute or two, I wave as his gestures, playing softly in my arch, the position of my pelvis to open myself up to his investigation. Suddenly I felt a slap on my butt. J'eu hardly time to wonder what was going on or to analyze the wave of pleasure flooded my body, a second slap sounds. It was a first, I never felt that. It was not a spanking, a slap rather expert on the top of my buttocks, just the way it flatters the rump of a horse. I uttered a little cry. She began immediately. The vibrations of the slap still reverberated throughout my body, I felt a few seconds later as if it had been intense. It was a total discovery for me. I never imagined that a spanking could be so two fingers to make me enjoy it. I was bombarded with wave of desire, I trembled with every hit. I wanted more.
"- Yes, ma'am, again. I am your submissive female." She stopped spanking when I began to feel their heat on my ass.
"- You are very tight, she concludes by quitting his job. I felt my buttocks reddened soaked with the liquid she had flooded. She said other utensils in her bag. She told me:
"- A knee!" I did so immediately. I was panting, already having taken a short but intense pleasure and surprise in this introduction. I got up, still kneeling, arms along the body, always blinded, and horny as ever.
She grabbed my hands and brought them behind my back. I believe them obediently. She tied with a leather object, probably a belt. She made several rounds of my wrists and my forearms. She pressed the first time, again, louder: she had just closed the loop. My arms were tied tightly, forcing me to lean shoulders slightly back, leaving me little freedom of movement, including the elbows.
Another item in his bag. She passed before me. I took the balls with both hands, drawing them to her. I accompanied the movement, without moving their legs, arching me to offer him more easily. She kneads bluntly but without excess. I guessed his hands on my tail under the banner. She began to tie my balls with a kind of elastic. They were very full and swollen, she had to try several times to attach them to me. Of course I could not see me, but the image I imagined myself m'affolait.
felt I play with my sex. After a few seconds I realized she m'enfilait a condom and she sucked me. She did it gently and expertly. She played mostly his lips on my tail, focusing on my glans. A knee in his mouth, offered, I was on the brink. I was holding back, feeling my cum rising, and at the same time I gave myself to her, his greedy mouth, my humiliating position. I moaned, panting:
"- Hmmm, madam, I am .... ... hmmm ... your female, you ... hmmm, little bitch ...."
She continued, unperturbed.
Despite all my efforts, I could not keep me long to cum in her mouth, or rather in the hood. I watered at long jets, powerful, emptying me each a little more with all my strength. I tilt the head back, arch my back, gave myself entirely to this sudden enjoyment. She accompanied my jets with his mouth, until I fall, soft, inert material and supporting evil caresses. She released me and stood up, letting go:
"- You're early." I did not understand immediately what she said, still reeling from the enjoyment that possessed me. I did not know what she was going to do now. I stood there, pathetic, flaccid tail between his legs, trying to catch my breath, trying to keep upright in spite of my weariness post coitum. I heard she had gone back to his bag behind me.
She took the belt, untied. I kept my arm back, waiting for his instructions for the next step. She untied the blindfold, I kept my eyes closed. I heard his phone ringing and a noise gate while she answered. I remained motionless, waiting for further humiliation. I waited ten seconds, twenty seconds. I realized she was out to answer his phone. I wait a little longer. I turned and opened his eyes. It was a party, after taking her purse. I realized what I had taken as a response to his laptop was words that spoke to Moses. I understood what she had said "goodbye."
She left me naked on the bed, knees, buttocks smeared with lubricant, a condom filled on my tail, a latex glove squeezing my balls. It was considered to have finished its mission. And I found myself still a virgin before the anus. I did not realize my fantasy. Yet, I smiled, taking a too short time of intense pleasure unpublished.
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