I waited outside the apartment nervously, shuffling my feet. I had done as Master asked and dressed in a long maxi dress, heels and a little day collar. Easy to miss for those not involved within the kink community. It was long and could easily be held from behind.
Taking a deep breath. I knocked on the wooden door with a gentle tap and shuffled again nervously.
I wasn’t much, at 5,0 and very slim Master always requested I wear tall heels so I could service him better. I didn’t mind too much. I did enjoy some parts of my body though, I had curves I knew most girls would die for and my long blonde locks were often the envy of others.
He left me waiting a minute, wondering what he had planned for me today.
“Enter.”
I shyly opened the door and then leaned against the cool frame. I gasped a little. He’d picked a room with a huge glass slider doors into the balcony.
He was lounging on the bed. Watching me and biting his lip. He had sharp, dark hair which matched his messy stubble and was dressed in a lazily buttoned up shirt. His black jeans seemed to just accentuate the tan on his skin.
He clicked and pointed to the glass doors. I nodded shyly and went to it, looking down to see a crowd below. Gulping I gently lifted up my maxi dress.
“No, no little flower.” He came up behind me and pulled the dress down hard. Making me gasp in surprise. He pressed my heavy 30DD breasts against the glass and I heard him unzip his jeans.
The glass was cool against my skin and he pushed me hard against it as I felt him slide into my dripping wet pussy. I gulped and shuddered as one hand was keeping me pressed against the glass and the other holding onto my day collar.
He pumped and pumped as the crowd outside cheered for us and laughed. I felt a hot blush run up my skin as he continued to pump into me.
Pulling my collar hard he was suddenly pressed over me and I felt his hot breath in my ear.
“Cum for me my little flower.”
I moved against him, matching my rhythm to his and eventually I could feel it. The hot rush of it seeping through my body and I felt my juices rush over his throbbing cock.
I felt him laugh into my ear and he pulled himself out. He opened the balcony and then pulled my hair down to his cock, until my lips were locked over it.
He held my hair hard, pushing me into it and throat fucking me hard and fast. I could hear the crowd jeering for me.
“Slut!”
“Whore!”
“Dirty fucker!”
“Get that cock you little bitch!”
Master’s voice echoed above the rest.
“Work harder flower. I want to empty myself in that innocent little mouth.”
I did as he asked, gulping, twisting, gagging and swallowing until I felt his wet cock, covered with my cum and spit, twitch. Eventually I heard him grown and I quickly moved my lips over the full length of it until I could feel it throbbing against the back of my throat.
“Good pet…” He groaned and I felt his warm cum pulsing down my throat.
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