“Hello?”
“I would like to place an order, Please”
“Of course Ma’am, Address?
“69 Master Ln, Make sure she has a mask”
“Yes Ma’am, will be there within the hour.”
She hangs the phone back on the receiver, breathing out a sigh of relief. She’s been waiting for this call all week. She missed him, Knowing his wife was who made the calls, she was never to sound to eager.
She dressed in white lace panties, a collar, long cozy jacket, and stilettos. In her pocket she held a leash and lace mask. Running out the door she hailed a cab. It was cold out, she could feel a breeze enter her coat and sweep up her body. Her nipples instantly hardened.
She arrived outside of his office five minutes early. She took the time to fetch out the mask and tie it around her long blonde hair. Checking her reflection in the glass of the window, she knocked. It felt like forever before she heard to knob turn, knowing not to look into his eyes, her gaze fell to the floor awaiting instructions.
“Inside.” is all he spoke. She walked past him into the building. “Coat off!” he demanded. She grabbed the leash out of her pocket and let the warm fabric fall from her shoulders. He walked behind her, taking the leash and clipping it onto her collar. He yanked her into his office. She tripped on her shoes and fell to the floor. He laughed “You belong there anyways, shoes off.” She kicked off her shoes and kneeled for him. Her hands on her thighs, eyes focused on the floor in front of her.
He walked circles around her, admiring her body. He stopped in front of her and swiped a finger across her left nipple. Her breathe caught from the sudden touch and he chuckled “Such a slut! Showing up here dressed like that, you must really be desperate huh?” She didn’t answer him, not knowing if he really wanted her too. He grabbed her by the chin pulling her face up to look at him, “Answer me!” he spat at her. “Y-yes Sir” she softly answered.
He released her face and walked to his desk, leaning on the edge he faces her. “Come.” She slowly crawled to his feet and sat back on her knees, looking up at him. He bends down, his mouth close to her ear, “Lick them clean” he whispers to her. Grabbing the leash as he stands. Watching her head bob over his shoes. Her ass in the air, his cock begging for the same attention. He jerks the leash pulling her back onto her knees. Holding her gaze he undoes his belt, unbuttoned his pants, and motioned for her to slide them down his legs. Feeling the contour of his muscles as she ran her hands down his legs. She bites her lip, he smiled down at her. “Such a good little slut.”
Wrapping her hair in his hands he pulls her mouth close to him. He can feel her breath through the fabric of his boxers, warm but cool at the same time. He looks into her eyes, with a growl in his throat he commands “worship me, slut!” She pulls his boxers down eagerly, gently kissing the underside of his erect cock. He tenses feeling her cool wet lips on his shaft. Her tongue lapping at his balls. He tightens his hold on her hair, reminding her who’s in charge. She smiles to herself taking his cock into her mouth. Her tight wet lips wrap around him, the texture of her tongue teasing his head. He forces her down, hitting the back of her throat he brings her back and then slams into her throat once more. He continues to use her throat as a toy until he feels himself reaching climax. He pulls out, releasing a rope of hot creamy cum onto her perfect slutty face. She licks up as much as she can. She knows he will soon kick her out. He clears his throat “Its time for you to leave, Out!” She gathers her shoes and walks into the hall to find her coat waiting on the floor. She picks up and slips on her coat and shoes. She walked out into the chilly night and smiled. She is his slut, and no one can take that away.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/8okc8v/call_girl_bdsm_mf
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