DOM SIR part 1_(1)

I agreed to meet Him and that everything would be in His hands. He knew my limits. He knew my safeword. He knew my fantasy and i knew His. He was going to be my fantasy come true.

i met Him at the cheap hotel we had decided on. “A seedy dalliance requires a seedy location,” He had said online. i had laughed and agreed with Him.

We exchanged pleasantries, paid the desk clerk, and entered the room. i looked around at the ammenities, such as they were, and we smiled at each other.

i had circled the room and wound up back at the door, with my back to it. He approached me and ran his hands down the outside of my arms, down to my legs, inward toward my crotch, and up my belly to my tits. He grabbed my nipples through my silk bra & dress and pulled and squeezed them hard and just held them for a moment.

i looked into his eyes and he grabbed my chin and pushed me up against the door, hard. “What are you doing? Didn’t I tell you never to fucking look up? Didn’t I?”

“Yes,” i said, looking down with my eyes.

“Yes, what?” he demanded.

“Yes, Sir.”

“I didn’t hear you. Yes, WHAT?” He knocked my head against the door to punctuate the word ‘what’.

“Yes, SIR!” i said, my heart beating, my pussy getting wet.

“That’s better,” He said, and guided me to the area beside the bed.

He turned me to face Him and ran his hands all over me again.