So to set the scene, I wrote this when I was 19, and had been asked by a Dom at the time to write a 500 word description of a fantasy of a scene I would like to try. Needless to say, my imagination ran away with itself, and a few hours later, I had this to show for it. Enjoy!
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Here we are again, it seems. Another day, another scene. This time is different. You’re waiting in the room for me this time. You booked the hotel, told me a when, a where… and what to wear. It’s early evening, and you’ve requested that I politely knock on the door at 7 PM – not one before, or one after… precisely 7.
But it’s six minutes past, and I’m running late.
You glance over from where you’re sitting, sprawled out with the view of the city behind you, to the bed. Your highball of gin splashed with tonic (and a lime, obviously) is relinquished to the table next to the plush leather chair you’re reclining in, and you take a moment to gently loosen your tie slightly and unbutton your collar. You are the picture of ease and seduction.