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He rushed between trains at 34th Street. He knew at this time of day, even though only one stop away, any delay on the BDFM lines would make him late. Her last message was very specific to take the subway to the 42nd Street station, and to check in under his own name, leaving the same card he’d given her to cover incidental charges.
As he stepped off the street and into the well-lit lobby, he instantly knew why this was the place she’d chosen. The walls behind the check in counter were covered in red leather, he couldn’t help but imagine himself strapped to it and how it would feel against his naked skin. He also admired the red leather furniture throughout the lobby; it was like this place was designed with the kink community in mind. As he spoke to the woman at the front desk, she casually said, ‘I see Michele has already checked in, and said you’d be moving the incidentals to your card upon arrival.’
That moment was the first time he’d realized, that up to that point, he hadn’t even known her name. He had trusted this woman with his credit card, and complete control of his orgasm; and he hadn’t even referred to her as anything but Mistress – he was a little bit shocked by his own actions. As he completed the check in process, and walked towards the elevators, his senses were once again overwhelmed, the red leather was everywhere.
He went upstairs and made his way towards the room, pausing in front before tapping his card on the lock. As he opened the door, he instinctively turned on the light as the room had been pitch black when he entered. Although he was told that his Mistress had checked in, the room felt very empty as he walked past the leather upholstered bench and side chair and opened the curtains to check out the view from the suite.
“Oh, is that the view you’re looking for slut,” a sultry , throaty voice asked from another room. “Maybe I’ll have you admire the sites as I destroy your little asshole.”
He turned to look and saw her standing in the bathroom doorway. She was wearing a black leather dress that fit just perfectly. It hugged her body just perfectly as she walked towards him. He was in complete awe of the Goddess whose presence he was now in. As she approached he noticed the way the cut in her dress opened and closed again, just a little bit with each move. It was like a subtle tease with every move from the black leather that ended at her mid thigh.
“At the end of this weekend, we will decide what our future looks like,” she said in a very direct tone, as she was now standing right in front of him. “We will see if you are cut out to be my fully owned property, or just another boy who couldn’t live up to the job description.”
She gestured to her barefoot, and he immediately dropped to his knees and began to worship as he’d been trained in the past. She moved to her left and sat down on the blue leather sofa. As she adjusted herself, he caught a quick glimpse up her dress and noticed she was already wearing her strap on from earlier in the week. She pushed her bare foot to his face and forced it into his mouth – he could tell that she had just gotten out of the shower. As he became more and more entranced with his worship of her beautiful foot, she became more intense in the way she used it to violently fuck his mouth.
“Enough, slut,” she snapped as she pushed him onto his back and pulled her foot from his mouth. “Strip! Take off your fucking clothes. All of them!”
She was very direct in the way she spoke, and her cold stare cut through him as he clumsily removed every stitch of clothing. She walked over to her purse and took out her cell phone. As she swiped through some apps, he made his way to his knees. He felt the device loosen its tight grip from the ring around his balls. She stood up, reached down and removed the device from his cock; and he instantly began to throb.
“When we’re together, I prefer something a little less restrictive,” she smiled as she reached in her purse a black leather strap with metal studs. “This will be a lot more fun for me.”
She wrapped the leather strap tightly behind his balls, holding his swollen cock in her hand. As she snapped the ring closed, she brought her mouth close and gave the swollen head of his cock a kiss, licking the precum from the tip as she pulled away.
“You are to address me only as Mistress, or Mistress Michele from this point forward. I don’t care where we are, I don’t care who is around, you will always show me the level of respect I deserve,” she cleared her throat and mixed it with the precum, spitting it all in his face before she continued. “When I chose you, it wasn’t because I thought you might make a good sub; it was because I could tell you were ready to be a slave – and I will train you to be mine.”
She led him to the bathroom where she had laid out an outfit for him. Light gray dress pants that looked like they’d fit more like joggers, a nice black tee, and a matching “dress” zip hoodie that matched the pants perfectly. There were also a pair of no-show socks and low leather sneakers. She had put thought into every detail.
“Clean and groom yourself, and get dressed. I hope you like the clothes, you did pay for them,” she laughed as she pulled a chair into the bathroom and sat down facing the shower. “Now hurry up, we have a dinner reservation in less than an hour.”
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