Miss Sara
I was so excited, somehow all your words, calling me a whore, making myself using that word did not harm me! No, I was ready to discover a new world. I was ready tpo serve this gorgeous beuty, and yes like we discussed before. Her youth set me on fire, like your young years drive me crazy with lust. But after talking to you it was now time for the real thing. She was a bit late, 6.15 when she came out of the shop and saw me waiting for her. I stood like a statue, coat open to reveal my dress, high heels, wind in my hair. She smiled. I wondered if she had a collar to put it on, but no. she walked up to me, and said just “hallo Sandra, wilkommen” and kissed me on the mouth. I tasted her freshness, her beauty. Immediately I sunk deep into an unknown world. I wanted to suggest a dinner in town, but she took my hand. And dragged me to her car. Mine was to stay, we would come back and pick it up later that night.
She demanded I told about myself, how I met you online, and how you managed to strip me from my pride. She was silent, and just laughed at the fact it was only one week yet. And that you managed to do that all so easily. She said it was good we met, she could teach me to be a proper Sklaven. And she told me a bit, about her work on the shop, where she had met more woman that liked to be on display, expose themselves. But it wasn’t a game to her, this was seripous business. Once I had submitted to her there was no going back. I wanted to say something about you but she simply said she would deal with you. And I would find out who was to be in Control of me.
When we arrived home I led her in the house. And there she took control, completely. “Sandra?” she said? I turned, and she him me in my face. Hard! Left, right. “you did not properly greet me yet. So this is your punishment. And it will get worse, because we are to discuss your limits. Undressm, quickly”
I was completely blown away by this. I thought you were strong, but we exchanged just words. Here she was, in flesh and blood, and showing me my place. Undressing was easy, the dress fell. Then I took of the night skirt. Herrin C laughed and said you (miss sara) had prepared me very well. I was standing there, high heels, stockings, garter, half cup bra. She looked at me and recognized all the lingerie I bought at her place. She smiled, then pointed to the floor, “clean my shoes”
What else could I do but comply. I was completely overwpowered, not by her presence, no by my willingness to please her. It was all that was in my mind, being commanded, controlled. And serve, just serve. I licked and kissed her shoe. She was wearing high heels too, and she lifted one shoe, let the heel disappear into my mouth. This was something I would never have guessed I would allow that. But I felt myself so wet, so excited. I wanted her to fuck my mouth. I moaned hard, as if she was touching my cunt itself!