Control is what a master has.
Now add lust, passion, pleasure, and pain to the mix and then your intoxication grows.
He sent the details of how to dress:
White thigh highs, no panties, jeweled butt plug, sheer black laced bra, hair curly, red lipstick, and the collar.
It’s the first time we’ve decided to meet in a hotel.
I have so much adrenaline in anticipation for him to arrive, my pussy is already moist. I hear the door open as I lay across the bed waiting, he walks into the dim room, says his items down and immediately goes to the sofa. Only words escaping his mouth is “here”. I scoot off the bed and get on all 4’s and start to crawl towards him. Once at his feet, I ask master if he’s ready which nods to. I begin to unzip and pull down his pants. His dick is so delicious and beautiful, I start to get butterflies in my stomach. I begin to lick the tip and already taste the slight saltiness as I know he’s been leaking from his thoughts of the day.
This man…in my vision is absolute the sexiest specimen in front of me. burning green eyes, dark hair, crooked smile, tan skin. I drink in his need for pleasure.
I build up my spit, stroking gently, licking, sucking the tip, smoothing my lips around the shaft. Up and down, playing with his balls in my hand. Eyes flickering up at him, calling him, smiling at him. Daddy’s good girl drinking in his taste, smell, enjoying every second.
I love the feeling of his strong hand when he wraps my hair out of my face and pushes my face further down on his cock, the pop that pushes past my barrier, the spit drooling between his cock and the corners of my mouth, the air leaving my body as I swallow all of him. My hands rest on his thigh, heat swarms our contact.
Pure ecstasy with every moment. On all 4’s pleasing him.