1. I Dominus - Part 2


    Date: 8/31/2015, Categories: BDSM, Author: gilrenard, Rating: 14, Source: LushStories

    I ordered a scotch, neat, at ten minutes to noon. I had arrived early at the hotel and checked in to my room. My cock was semi hard already. I was looking forward to putting Heather through her paces. At noon, sharp, Heather approached the bar and spotted me. I had taken a seat at the end of the bar, my profile visible to anyone that approached. She gasped when she spotted me. In an instant, what she was about to do, became real. Up until that moment, it had been a fantasy, a mystery man, thoughts of dirty sex, unknowns; all of it was in her mind. Now, seeing me in the flesh, it had become a reality, and soon to be part of her past, part of her. She took a deep breath patted her short dress down and greeted me as she approached. "Hello, Gil," a shaky voice called out to me. I turned to look at her and smiled as my eyes roamed over every, sexy millimeter of her fine body, "You look lovely, Heather," I grinned as I stood up. "Let's, shall we?" I asked and offered her my arm. Her face flushed red, as she hooked her arm in mine, and walked beside me in a trance like state. I led her to the elevators; we rode up to the sixteenth floor in silence. I felt her jump at the sound of the electronic ping announcing we had reached our floor. When we got to the room, I handed her the electronic key. She looked at me as she grabbed the card key. " He's definitely hot, and scary sexy, Jessica wasn't exaggerating," Heather thought to herself and tried in vain to ignore the butterflies in her ...
    stomach and the nervous quiver in her body. She swiped the lock and pushed the door open. She looked back up at me and hesitated an instant, before she entered the room. " Fuck, this is really going to happen!" s he thought to herself. I followed her inside and let the door swing shut. "Please take the lipstick out of your purse and place it on the bed, next to my rope," I casually ordered as I undid my tie. Heather swallowed hard and fumbled in her purse as she made her way to the bedroom. She felt fear, mixed with a rush of excitement, when she saw the ropes neatly coiled and laid out on the bed. She placed the lipstick next to the rope with a shaky hand. "Disrobe," I ordered, the sharp edge in my voice left no doubt that she had no choice in the matter. She nodded and nervously slid the straps of her short, red dress down her arms. I sat in the recliner and watched her slip her dress off. How hard her heart was beating was visible in the veins in her neck. She closed her eyes as she pushed the dress down and over her hips, and stepped out of it. She had a truly lovely body. Her large breasts sagged ever so slightly. Her hips had a subtle flare, in perfect proportion to her waist and legs. And, the dirty little slut had recently shaved her cunt. "Come," I ordered. She crossed her hands across her pubic area and walked to me. "Turn around." She gasped and turned around. I remained silent for a few minutes, keeping her in suspense as to what would happen next. "Bend over and ...
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