30 The Interview
Sharon had been having these strange feelings about her sexuality for
years. She had always fantasized about things that would be considered
"kinky" by most of her friends. Now, here she was in a situation that
only a few months ago she could not have imagined. It all started when
she and Marge had been talking about each other's fantasies. Sharon had
gone first and she had shared her innermost feelings. Marge was very
intent, listening to Sharon describe how she had always wondered what
it would be like to be totally submissive to a man.
Marge asked her if she had any experience in dominant/submissive
relationships.
Sharon blushed as she described how she had once been tied up by an ex-
boyfriend and how he had spanked her also. Marge asked if it had been
exciting for her and Sharon said yes. Marge smiled. Sharon's face was
flushed as she finished her story and demanded that Marge reciprocate.
Marge smiled and said that her favorite fantasies were also about
submission. Sharon's eyes opened wide.
Marge told Sharon that only recently had she done anything about it and
that she now knew a wonderful "Master". "Wow! said Sharon, "And he's
always dominant?".
"Sure," said Marge, "I get to live out my submissive fantasies totally
with him.
Sharon felt herself getting excited and she shifted uncomfortably in
her chair.
"Would you like to meet him?" asked Marge. Sharon's eyes opened wide at
the question.
"What would I have to do?" she asked in a small voice.
Marge just smiled, "You'd have to be completely submissive. If you want
to meet him, he'll give you an interview and he'll find out if you're
submissive enough for him. The interview was one of the most exciting
events of my life. I was never so open or vulnerable as that day!"
"What happens in the interview?" asked Sharon.
"I shouldn't tell you." smiled Marge, "It would take away all the fun."
There was a long moment of silence. Sharon's mind was racing. Part of
her told her to grab the opportunity and part of her told her to forget
it. Finally she looked up at Marge. Her voice was quivering as she gave
her answer,
"I'd like to try it." she said.
"O.K." said Marge, "You can expect a call in the next few days. The
name is Sir Michael." Sharon barely remembered the rest of the day. For
the next couple of days, in fact, her mind couldn't get off what was
going to happen to her. Her days were filled with the anticipation of
waiting for "the call".
Finally, 3 days later, it came. A woman's voice was at the other end of
the line. "Is your name Sharon?" she asked.
"Yes." said Sharon.
"Sir Michael has granted you an interview. I am to give you your
instructions.
Are you ready?" Sharon's heart was beating a mile-a-minute.
"Yes, I am." she whispered. "Very well, you are to arrive at the
Holiday Inn Hotel and present yourself at Room 210 at exactly 2pm
Saturday. Do not be late under any circumstances. You are to wear a
light sundress. You are forbidden to wear a bra, stockings or panties.
You are to wear your dress and your shoes, nothing more. Do you
understand your instructions?"
"Yes I do." said Sharon.
"You may say, Yes Miss." said the anonymous voice sternly.
"Yes Miss." said Sharon before she could even think about it.
"Very well then, goodbye." she said. Sharon hung up the phone. Her
heart was beating hard and her palms were moist as she sat down. She
leaned back in her chair and closed her eyes. She let her hands glide
down her body, feeling its heat. She had never in her life imagined
that she would do something like this and now it was really happening.
She let her hands slide into her shorts and down her panties. Her pussy
was soaking wet. She started to play with her vaginal lips, letting her
hands slide into her pussy and rub the hot juices into her already hard
clit. Her hips moved of their own accord, as she imagined a stranger
touching her, entering her, and holding her open for his inspection.
One hand moved up to her nipples and she pinched them tightly. The
feeling was wonderful and she squeezed them harder than she would
normally wondering if they would be punished also. Her orgasm was not
long in coming and it was a powerful one. For the first time ever,
Sharon cried out loud while she was coming.
The next couple of days passed in a blur for Sharon as Saturday quickly
approached. She couldn't keep the thoughts of what might happen from
her mind and she seemed to be in a constant state of arousal thinking
about it. And now, here she was, standing in front of a hotel room door
wondering if she should actually knock or not!
She had dressed early after carefully taking a long bath and cleaning
herself from head to toe. She was now in her yellow cotton sundress. It
was a pretty dress that showed off her brown curly hair well. As
instructed she was wearing no bra or panties.
The feeling of traveling to the hotel with nothing under her dress had
been a little unnerving. She kept looking at every man who walked past
her wondering if he could see through her dress, wondering if he knew
that she was on her way to a Master. Now, she stood in front of the
door with her palms moist, her nipples hard and her pussy hot and
wondered what would happen when she knocked. Closing her eyes and
taking a deep breath, she reached up and knocked on the door. It was
opened a moment later moment later by a stunning blond woman. At first
Sharon thought she had the wrong room. She started to back away
mumbling an apology when the woman said, "Follow me Sharon."
Startled, Sharon moved into the hotel room. She looked at the other
woman as she turned and closed the door. She was very tall, perhaps
5'11" and was dressed in a light summer dress that came down to about
halfway to her knees. Her figure was perfect and her face was
beautiful. Sharon looked at her face and saw that this was a no-
nonsense sort of woman. Sharon waited expectantly in the entranceway
for next instructions.
The woman took her by the arm and brought her over to the window. She
was faced looking out of the full length window and told to remain
still. The feeling of knowing that someone was behind her while she
stood made Sharon terribly nervous. Suddenly Sharon realized that
standing this way made her dress almost transparent from the rear! A
hot blush hit her cheeks as she stood passively waiting for
instructions.
She was made to wait for a couple of minutes, not daring to turn around
before a deep male voice began speaking to her. "My name is Sir
Michael, Sharon," he said, "You may address me as Sir Michael or Sir."
"Yes Sir," said Sharon in a meek voice.
Sir Michael continued, "I am going to be conducting your interview. I
want you to know that you may not pass the interview and may be
unsuitable for serving me. Now, before we begin I want you to spread
your legs wide apart." Sharon blushed again as she followed the
instructions. She knew that whoever was behind her was getting a
perfect view of her legs through the dress. It seemed silly considering
that she expected to end up without even the dress before they were
done, but, oddly, she felt more naked with the dress on. Sir Michael
now began asking a long series of questions. They started off very
normally, asking her birthday, her measurements. She was asked to
describe the schooling she had received as well as the work experience
she had. She found herself answering honestly and completely.
The questions steadily got more personal. "At what age did you lose
your virginity?" asked Sir Michael.
Sharon told him that she had been 19.
"Have you ever made love to a woman?" he asked.
Sharon stuttered on her reply that she had not.
Sir Michael asked for complete history of what kinds of sexual
experiences she had had and what parts of her body turned her on the
most. She was embarrassed to describe how she masturbated and when Sir
Michael asked if she had ever used her finger in her behind while doing
so, she stammered out her answer. She answered a long series of
questions on what types of submissive experiences she had enjoyed and
what types of submissive fantasies she had.
Finally, Sir Michael asked her the last question, "Are you now prepared
to serve me?"
Sharon didn't hesitate. "Yes," she blurted.
Sharon heard some movement behind her and then felt the fingers of
someone (Was it the woman or the man?) pulling her dress up. She raised
her hands and in a moment she was naked. She was now standing in full
view of anyone looking at this room on the 2nd floor of the Holiday Inn
with absolutely no clothes on! Sharon had never been so excited. She
felt she would do anything for these people.
"Alright Sharon, now masturbate yourself." Sharon jumped at the
command. Her hand hesitantly moved to her pussy and found it drenched!
Her juices were literally dripping down her thigh. She slid two fingers
into her pussy and started moving them in and out. She was unable to
stifle a moan. The woman instructed her to bend forward a little to
give them a better view and Sharon did so, her face and breasts were
almost touching the glass of the window now.
She was hotter than she had ever been in her life and her hand was
moving furiously between her legs. She was breathing in short ragged
breaths.
She started to feel the beginnings of the most powerful orgasm she had
ever experienced when all of a sudden her wrist was grabbed by the
woman and pulled away from her pussy. It was pulled back and quickly
fastened to her other wrist behind her back. Sharon moaned in
frustration, "Please let me come?" she begged. Her heat was incredible
she was desperate to touch herself.
"No, Sharon," said Sir Michael, "You will come when I tell you-not when
you please."
Sharon moaned again, her hips were still writhing back and forth hoping
to find something to rub against. Sharon felt the other woman attaching
nipple clips to her large brown nipples. They pinched her hard but were
not really painful. The woman had Sharon go down on her knees now and
then bent her head forward until it was resting on the carpeted floor.
She was instructed to keep her knees wide apart. She felt her bottom
being stroked and the sensation was wonderful. The long cool fingers of
the woman stroked the crack of her ass and then gently and firmly
pulled her buttocks wide apart to completely expose her tiny rear
opening. Sharon moaned again as she felt herself opened. A finger cool
with lubricant now slid into Sharon's bottom and she gasped at the
sensation.
The finger moved slowly all the way into her and then slid out
deliciously. She felt her hips move of their own accord as she pushed
back against the finger trying to get more of it in her. The finger was
removed and Sharon moaned in frustration again.
The next sensation was that of a small butt plug as it was inserted in
her rear.
Sharon had never felt anything like this and she gave out a little
whimper as the thick part of the plug pushed into her. The feeling of
being held open like that was a constant stimulation for the already
over-stimulated body.
Sharon heard Sir Michael chuckling at her. She felt a large manly hand
reach between her legs to feel her heat. Two fingers slid quickly into
her pussy and she cried out at the wonderful feeling. They were quickly
removed however. The two dominants now stood up leaving the hot
submissive on her knees. Sharon was hoping for relief. She moaned and
whimpered as she knelt there with her filled bottom on display.
"You are going to be spanked now, Sharon." said Sir Michael, "Are you
ready?"
"Yes Sir, please." gasped Sharon.
Sharon felt the leather paddle being rubbed on her smooth buttocks and
then felt the rush of air as it struck her bottom. The pain was sharp
but not unbearable and the heat that it generated added to her
stimulation. She was moaning constantly and pushing her buttock back up
to the paddle as it landed.
The spanking stopped for a moment and she felt a large vibrator being
slid into her soaking pussy. The vibrator was turned on and off
intermittently. She was kept close to coming but whenever she was
close, the action would stop and she would be kept quivering. Finally,
the spanking ended. Her buttocks and upper thighs were hot and
stinging. The juices from her pussy were now dripping down her legs and
Sharon was delirious with desire. She was ordered to turn around and
suck her Master.
She did so eagerly, now pulling his large manhood into her. The
vibrator in her pussy was turned on and off. Whenever she was close to
coming it would stop. She was kept in a constant state of arousal. Her
tongue ran up and down it and she let him slide all the way to the back
of her throat, something she had never allowed a man to do before. His
orgasm was not long in coming.
She swallowed his cum in large gulps, determined to catch it all and
please her Master. Then Sir Michael ordered her to suck the other
woman. She was sitting on a chair with her legs spread and Sharon
didn't even hesitate in leaning over to slide her tongue into the hot,
wet woman. She quickly brought the other woman to orgasm delighting in
the feeling of being able to please another person like that. "Now, I
am going to let you come, my little slave." said Sir Michael.
"Oh thank you, Sir," said Sharon.
She was desperate to come. The sensations in her nipples, her ass and
pussy were indescribable. Every movement she made turned on a different
part of her. "You will be entertaining more than just myself." said her
Master. "Go over to the window and move forward until your nipple clips
are touching the glass."
Sharon did so, feeling the hot flush on her face of exposing herself
this way.
The vibrator was turned on again and she felt two hands reach around to
grasp the clips on her sensitive nipples and pull on them. Another hand
reached down to begin playing with the intruder in her ass and it was
that last sensation that was finally too much. Sharon's whole body
began to shake as she let herself be consumed by the orgasm. It took
over all of her and she would have fallen down if she had not been held
up by the other two. Her ass clenched hard on the anal dildo and that
sent her into another spasm of orgasm. It seemed to go on forever as
one sensation after another triggered another peak. Several long
minutes later she was curled up on the floor at her Master's feet,
drained by the experience.
It had been the most intense experience of her life and Sharon knew
that this was only the beginning.
