II UPSTAIRS / FIFTH FLOOR
The long empty hallway stretched before her. Through a window at the far
end the sun shined weakly on to a patch of the deep maroon carpet there. She
straightened her shoulders and began to walk toward the end of the hall, her
eyes flickering back and forth at first to determine which side the odd numbered
rooms were on. Once she found which side they were on she made a quick
calculation and realized the room she was looking for should be the one at the
end of the hallway on the left. She moved toward it, her heart trip hammering.
She stood in front of room 577 feeling the sunlight on her hips and legs
as she raised a faltering hand to knock at the door. She adjusted her hold on
her purse and forced herself to knock three times and then quelled an
overpowering urge to dash down the hall and escape into the elevator.
No, she had made a commitment and she intended to keep it. She had
avoided relationships too long due to not being able to make her wants and
desires clear until it was too late and she had found her male partner incapable
of fulfilling them. This time she had made her desires clear and this man seemed
very receptive, even encouraging, so she could not back out now.
She had met him on line in a chat room seven months earlier and the
anonymity of the chat room had given her the freedom to express her needs. The
man she had met there and was about to meet in person seemed to share her
interests along with having the attitude towards love and companionship she
found compelling in a male.
The sounds of the inner locks being unfastened almost unnerved her but
she stood her ground and felt the heat from her embarrassment and excitement
rise to her face. The door swung open and she looked into the face of the man
whose photograph she had just pored over in the ladies room downstairs. He
smiled and she timidly smiled back.
"Do come in," he said, gesturing for her to enter. She stepped into the
room and turned to him as he shut the door. She closed her eyes and let out a
small nervous chuckle.
"Well, here I am, " she said, her throat dry and tickling.
"So I see," he replied and stepped forward and took her into his arms.
She inhaled, taking in his unfamiliar scent and feeling the heat of his
nearness. She opened her eyes to see him moving to kiss her and lifted her lips.
She closed her eyes again. As he kissed her, she felt his lips covering hers and
his probing tongue pushing her lips apart to which she responded readily. They
kissed for a few moments then she felt him move away.
She opened her eyes again and saw him assessing her from head to foot.
He smiled slightly and reached toward her. She shivered inwardly, being very
aware of the nature of the relationship they had over the chat lines and the
type of chat that had led to this meeting. She knew that her actions, both
mental and physical, would determine if this relationship went any further than
this night. She knew that if she let herself move away before he touched her
everything would end it before it even began.
She and the man had had a long term chat room dominant/submissive
relationship. The man had supplied the mental control, strength, and sexually
stimulating scenarios that had caught her completely up into that lifestyle.
Their on line fun had been mesmerizing from the start. She had been amazed at
her propensity to get excited by his sexual demands and wishes. No less amazing
had been the sexual and mental satisfaction she gained from executing his
commands, coupled with a delicious tingling feeling of shame and humiliation.
The longer they chatted the more willing to do his bidding she became. His
wishes intrigued her and she soon eagerly submitted to his desires because they
echoed her own. His on screen commands and eventual phone calls had taken her to
sexual heights she had not ever been able to realize in real life, thus the
impetus for this meeting.
She glanced down as his fingers confidently latched on to her nipples
through the thin material of her dress. She shivered inwardly because she had
been quite frank with him about the sensitivity of her nipples and her
susceptibility to it. He began to pull and pinch them lightly, watching her face
for her reaction. She gasped at his bold touch but the sensations and excitement
she immediately experienced caused her eyes to dilate as he calmly stimulated
her nipples and he noted this.
When she did not pull away, or overtly flinch, from his intrusive
handling a slow grin spread across his face and that sent more shivers up and
down her spine. He leaned down and kissed her cheek and then resumed his
perusal. She smiled slightly and hesitantly said, "Oh... that's
wonderful..uh...Master!" He took a finger and pressed it to her mouth and said,
"No words now, there will be plenty of time for that later." She nodded as his
fingers returned to tease her nipples. She felt a familiar heat pulse strongly
between her legs and she moaned quietly.
His smile widened and he stepped back and instructed her to unbutton her
dress. She looked down and concentrated on making her fingers work properly as
she began to unbutton her shift from the top. He stopped her when she begun
fumbling with the button at the waistline and, lifting her face with his
fingers, he gazed into her eyes as he unclasped the front hooking bra she had
worn as he had requested in their last correspondence.
Her breasts fell free and he looked down at them as he caressed them
gently with his fingers. He ran his hands and fingers lovingly along the lower
curve caused by their unfettered weight, hefting them lightly as if weighing
them. He took each nipple and pulled upwards, causing the mass of her breasts to
depend from each pap. She stood quietly and let him do as he pleased. Looking
back up, he dropped her breasts then began to roll her nipples almost idly as he
looked over her face, concentrating mostly on her eyes.
After kissing her again, he was pleased to see the deep natural green of
her eyes lessen as her pupils dilated with excitement. Working quickly he
adeptly removed her dress, shoes, hose, and panties, stripping her completely.
Then he took her nipples in his fingers again, pulling and tweaking them, and
was delighted to hear her respond with a moan of pleasure. He could see the
humiliation and embarrassment she felt at her nakedness and his state of being
fully clothed.
Taking her nipples firmly in his fingers he used them to lead her over
to the love seat in front of the window. She followed, mortified at being pulled
by her teats but at the same time feeling her excitement and ecstasy growing. He
continued to alternately pull at each nipple with his left hand while unzipping
his pants and extracting his turgid cock with his right. He indolently jacked
his cock while watching her look at it fervently. Awed, she eyed his full and
throbbing member jutting out from the fly of his trousers as it bobbed under the
lazy slow strokes of his right hand.
He reached up and pushed gently down on the top of her head as he stood
in front of the loveseat. She sank to her knees before him and looked up at him
while struggling to remain silent as he had instructed her. He sat down in front
of her after pulling his trousers down past his hips and freeing his stiff cock
and heavy balls. His fingers immediately resumed their pulling and rolling of
her nipples. She began to pant lightly as he worked her breasts.
He took one breast in each of his hands and began to massage and squeeze
it; his eyes fastened on her now swollen nipples. He then pressed his fingers on
the outside of her breasts and pushed with his thumbs on the inner sides while
pulling his hands toward her nipples. His brow furrowed in concentration as he
focused on her nipples, his hands repeatedly pressuring the breast skin into a
shiny taughtness. His fingers slid closer to her nipples and he increased the
repeated pressuring. His head lowered and he stared at each of the stiff teats
dreamily as he squeezed and pulled her tits.
She involuntarily trembled with excitement and the knowledge that he was
trying to milk her breasts. Having her as a milkmaid had been one of his
foremost desires. His fondness for the concept had seemed strange to her but the
clever lactation scenarios he created seemed so intimate, signifying a close and
loving relationship, and she soon desired it as much for herself as him.
Goaded to almost uncontrollable excitement and desire by his confident
command of her body she again moaned loudly, bringing him back from his reverie.
A knowing, but gleeful, smile spread over his face and his fingers slid onto her
aureoles and pulled at her nipples. He firmly took hold of her nipples in his
fingers and began to skillfully manipulate them.
He looked down at her and said firmly, "Suck cock." She looked up at him, her
breath coming fast and hot. He expertly pinched her nipples, using them, pulling
her down to his stiff cock by them, seeing in her eyes and face the effect his
ministrations were having. He literally saw her self control and restraint fall
away and be replaced by a look of almost blind desire and pleading.
Her head dipped and with her eyes locked on his she took his pulsing
cock into her mouth. Her tongue flicked over its surface, tasting him, feeling
his heat. She looked up at his familiar but unfamiliar three-dimensional face
and began to suckle him gently. His fingers at her teats urged her to suck
harder and she closed her eyes and began to suck hungrily on his erect organ. He
smiled again and murmured, "Yes, suck like that." Her mouth worked feverishly on
his penis, unable to stop, not wanting to. He groaned as the newness of her
mouth and her submissiveness brought him to the brink of orgasm. He tugged
gently at her nipples, pulling her back a bit. "Stop sucking," he commanded
letting her nipples fall from his fingers.
She ceased immediately; wondering what she had done wrong. She knelt at
his feet holding his cock in her mouth, absorbing its heat, feeling it throb
against her tongue and teeth. He looked down at her noting the darkness of his
stiff cock thrust into her mouth, the contrast against her pale skin. After he
had regained his self-control he reached down and began to pull her nipples
gently.
"Suck cock," he ordered.
She sucked at him readily. Greedy in her desire to please him, she
sucked him hard and deep. He immediately dropped her nipples.
"No, not like that."
Again he took her nipples and pulled gently on them. She realized his
unspoken subtle command and began to suckle him slowly. Another smile and he
said, "Yes, yes, good." He began to pull and to pinch her teats with a bit more
force and she increased her suction accordingly. "Good girl, be my cocksucker,"
he said and pushed his hips forward so she could get to his swollen member with
greater ease. She nursed at his cock and gazed at his face taking in every
detail as she reveled in sliding his thick member in and out of her mouth.
He watched her suckle him and was impressed and pleased with her easy
submission and obedience. She loved sucking cock it seemed. This would be easier
than he expected. He decided that taking the edge off would be in his best
interest and he began pulling harder at her teats, manipulating them, pinching
and rolling them in his fingers. She moaned and he felt the vibrations of her
moans as she sucked more avidly on his cock in response. He sat back and felt
her mouth pulling at him, sucking him, sliding back and forth over his sensitive
organ. Her lips and tongue bathed his penis, pulling it into an even greater
state of excitement. His busy fingers urged her on and he soon felt the
familiar throb and swell of his seed ready to spew forth.
As his hips began to pump his penis in and out of her sucking mouth,
she sensed his urgency and quit trying to suck as hard, letting him control all
movement. She felt his cock jerk and seem to swell and she began to suckle
steadily on it, anticipating him. He thrust powerfully into her mouth, pulling
her nipples simultaneously and groaned, "SUCK!"
His hot seed filled her mouth and she gulped and swallowed it, wanting
to earn his favor. She sucked deeply on his dick, taking mouthful after mouthful
of his hot semen from its spurting head and gulping it down. He grimaced and
cried out with pleasure, again, again, and again. His cock was deep in her mouth
now and his pleasure accelerated as he looked down and saw her eagerly
swallowing his sperm. His penis was reaching a point of oversensitivity and he
dropped her nipples before he could bear her wet mouth no longer. She stopped
sucking obediently and held his deflating cock in her mouth, looking up at him
in askance.
