I was late arriving, Master was not impressed. This much was apparent as soon as he opened the hotel room door. His face was stern as he gestured for me to enter the room. I sheepishly walked in whilst popping the final buttons on my dress so my cleavage was fully exposed.
The tension in the room was electric. He stood back, looked me up and down, asked me to turn around whilst he surveyed his prey; in a tight fitting red dress, suspenders and high heels. “That’ll do” he said, before taking me in his arms and devouring my mouth, simultaneously running his hands all over my body – grabbing my ass and pulling me even closer to him, his erection bulging through his trousers. Although he hadn’t said it, I knew he approved.
“Get on your knees”.
I complied, undoing his belt and carefully unzipping his jeans, to reveal his throbbing erection poking out of his boxers. I looked up at him for permission, and he just stared down at me with his cold and expectant hazel eyes. I knew what I was supposed to do. I pulled out his lengthy dick, took it in my right hand and immediately started licking and sucking the tip, quickly taking as much into my mouth until I could take no more. He started fucking into my face but stopped when it got too much, he didn’t want to break his new toy that easily.
“On the bed” he commanded, and towered over me as I laid on my back. He popped my tits out of my dress so to caress, lick and tease my nipples. “Incredible” he said like a giddy schoolboy, temporarily breaking character, as he pulled the dress over my head and flung it across the room.
He was not expecting what was underneath – a crotchless leather bodysuit which hugged my figure in all the right places.
He again commanded me to twirl in front of him
“You are dressed like my very own slut aren’t you, good girl”.
I was feeling very pleased with myself, especially since he pinned me down on the bed again and decided I looked good enough to eat. He held me down by my throat and teased at my shaved pussy with his hands before dropping to his own knees and devouring me with such skill and rigour that I came before I even knew it.
But he wasn’t done with me. He had only just started. He tore the bodysuit and stockings off and removed my shoes until I was completely nude and his for the taking. I looked up at him expectantly.
“Now be a good girl and suck Master’s cock”.
I got back down on my knees and complied, taking his entire length in my mouth and playing with his balls. It all got too much and he guided me back to the side of the bed and started fucking my mouth once more, causing me to gag and tears to stream down my cheeks. He looked proud of how he was destroying my pretty face.
The wetness in between my legs grew and before I knew it he had got me up and pinned me onto the bed on my front, ass up in the air, ready to be claimed by his sizeable dick. Master fixed my hands together behind my back with his belt and I knew I was in for it. And I couldn’t fucking wait.
He entered me fully in one thrust and with unrelenting energy ploughed deeply into my pussy over and over, making me moan and scream with delight. His grunts were punctuated with praise and degradations
“What a beautiful wet cunt for me to fuck and play with”
“You’re such a dirty little whore, letting a stranger pin you down and fuck you like this”.
It was very hard to be a good girl whilst being railed so deeply and feeling a second orgasm building. I did have the audacity to try and fuck him back but this was met with a series of spankings and resulted in him holding onto my bound wrists, ensuring that I stayed in one place and was good for my master.
It wasn’t until I had loudly cum again (after asking his permission) that he let me out of his restraint and allowed me to beg him to grant him his seed on my face and on my tongue. It tasted like filth and accomplishment and I had never ever been so aroused.
It was the start of an eventful evening.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/p9b0m0/my_first_encounter_with_master