The First Encounter of Rose and Her Master

Day One

Rose was nervous, fidgeting with her nails the entire flight. It was a short flight since her master only lived a state away but all she could think was how crazy it was that he paid to fly her out and actually wanted to meet her. Millions of questions ran through her head.

Would he look just as handsome in person like over their video calls… would she? Is he as domineering in person like he was over text? Would he be sweet after using her like a dirty whore?

The flight flew by, and a text was waiting for Rose already once switching her phone off of airplane mode. They were instructions from her master.

‘Come to parking garage B’

Reading the signs, she easily found her way to the parking garage and saw master’s sports car. The back was already open so she put her suitcase in and shut it, then walked around to the passenger door. She thought he would be a gentleman for their first official meeting and open her door or something. Boy was she wrong.

“What the hell-“ the window was down but the door was locked.

Master tsked at her. “Don’t start off the weekend like a cunt. Start undressing one item at a time and then hand them to me through the window.”

“But Sam-“

“You don’t want me to get out of this car and do it myself.” Rose definitely didn’t want that. “Hurry up.”

Rose looked around the parking garage, slipping off her shoes first and passed them to her master. No one was around so she continued to strip herself of her clothes, embarrassed because public play wasn’t her thing but it was her masters’. He loved to see her squirm and knew her thong was soaked.

“We don’t have all fucking day, whore. Go faster or I leave you here and make you walk.” Rose knew he wasn’t kidding. He meant what he said and kept his word. Within a few seconds she was naked and tried to hand the whole thing of clothes to her master. “What did I say?”

She flinched at his voice. “One at a time, sir.”

“If you know, then fucking do it.” One at a time she handed the clothes through the window, looking around for anyone. “Open the door but don’t get in.”

“Yes, sir.”

With the door open now, master could see his property… Rose’s tan skin of her completely shaved body, her B cup tits that were pierced were hard, and her pussy was wet.

“Turn around, spread your ass and piss for me.”

Rose didn’t object, knowing he would leave her or punish her another way, so she turned around and spread her ass. She smiled when she heard him mutter ‘fuck’ and started to pee, her warm stream going down her legs and sometimes hitting the asphalt with a splash.

As soon as she was done, she moved to sit when master said, “Don’t even think about it, piss whore. Get on your knees on the floor, lean over the seat.”

It was dangerous but Rose listened. He wasn’t joking when he said she would be on her knees most of the weekend. Her tits and face were flat on the seat, looking up at her master who didn’t pay her any attention except for the occasional caress of her hair. God, did he love her long black hair that she kept straight just for him.

After a few minutes of being on the floor, Sam patted the leather passenger seat and said, “Stay on your knees, suck my cock baby.”

With a ‘yes, sir’ Rose did as told because she wasn’t asked. That’s what turned her on most, being told what to do. Fully submitting to a man made her think she was less than. What would others think if they knew just how submissive of a woman she was? She did care, and always demonstrated how strong and independent she was in public but a little secret didn’t hurt. Everyone had their skeletons.

Now on the seat, bent over the console and shifter, Rose took her master’s thick cock out from his jeans. A thick uncircumcised white cock that slightly curved to the left. Rose had seen her master’s cock over picture and video, jerking off to her, cumming from her, and finally was the moment to have him in her mouth. All of him because neither of them expected anything less, especially her master.

Wrapping her bee-stung thick lips around his cock, Rose hollowed out her cheeks savoring the feel and taste of her first uncircumcised cock while master wrapped her long black hair around his fist and tried to concentrate on driving.

Rose had given blowjobs before to boyfriends but with her master was different and she really wanted to be a good girl for him. She used a hand to stroke the base of his cock as she attempted to deepthroat most of the length.

“Keep sucking, whore.”

Was he close? Rose couldn’t tell since this was their first physical encounter, but she kept going even if her jaw hurt. Most guys before him didn’t last long or head was that good, either way she kept going until she heard grunts and the fist in her hair tightened.

Rose swallowed every bit he gave her, letting her taste the thick cum she has always seen over the phone. Roughly grabbing her chin he said, “Open.” She opened her mouth, eyes closed from the grip he had on her, and made sure all the cum went down her throat. Sam spit into her mouth, “Back on the floor.”

Rose listened and sat on the rubber mat, tits and face pressed flat on the leather seats again. He didn’t even touch her body which upset her but he would over the three days they had so she kept silent for once.

•

Sam set her clothes and shoes on the seat, “Get dressed.”

“I need more room-“

“I was going to give you permission to sit on the seat. Now you can stay there, bitch.”

Her heart dropped at his tone, in a good way. Almost like she loved to hear degrading names but hated it at the same time.

Once she was dressed, he got out of the car and she followed him into a store. A sex store. Rose had only seen them in the movies and boy was it overwhelming. She looked up at him, because she was much shorter, and he gestured for her to go look with a basket in hand.

Knowing some of the things master wanted, she grabbed some sexy outfits that left nothing to the imagination, cute butt plugs, and then went to find her master who wasn’t near her.

In the basket was much more than she found; a paddle, ball gag, blindfold, cuffs, duct tape, zip ties, nipple clamps, a suctioning dildo, and a collar with a leash.

Rose gulped and followed Sam to the checkout. She had never done this in person, only watching it on porn sites. Could she handle it?

“C-can I sit on the seat now?” Was the first thing she asked.

“You may.” Master replied, sensing her nervousness.

By the time Sam put all the toys in the back, Rose was buckled, sitting silently while staring out the window while fidgeting with her nails again.

•

The hotel master took her to was very fancy with a valet and bag boys.