Mika's Musings

I arrived at the hotel room early so that I could prepare for the evening. I went to the front desk to collect the key and made my way to the room on the 4th floor. The number was 469, I smirked to myself and thought “How appropriate.”

I went inside and put my bags down on the desk as I surveyed the room for opportunities. I began by plugging in my Bluetooth speaker and starting up my playlist to get in the mood. I noticed immediately, the wall light sconces on each side of the bed which I thought would do well to anchor my ropes. I also took notice of the standing lamp in the corner which would create some great ambiance when I draped my red scarf over the top.

I emptied my bag of supplies onto the bed and began my setup. I tied a rope to each of the bottom bed legs, rolled them up and tucked them underneath so they would be out of sight. I then looped one around each wall sconce and dropped them behind each nightstand for easy access. I thought about attaching cuffs to the end of each rope but decided that I wanted him to feel the rope against his skin, so I left them off.

On the dresser I laid out both of my floggers, my three paddles, my strap-on harness and three sizes of attachable cocks. I knew that he was interested in trying different lengths and I wanted to be prepared. I put out all three of my butt plugs, including the vibrating one with the Bluetooth control - it's one of my favorites. I could see myself placing it inside of him and then walking out of the room controlling it from the hotel lobby as I went to get a drink. The thought put a smile on my face as I continued my set up. I had a variety of lotions and lubricants and set those next to my Wartenberg Wheel and nipple clamps. I wasn't sure I would be using everything tonight but wanted everything at my disposal should I decide to. Last, I set out the chain leash and collars. This was the first time we would be attempting this dynamic, and I wasn't sure how open he would be, but again I wanted the items close in case he was. I set a towel over the entire display and packed my empty bags away in the closet.

I still had plenty of time before he would arrive, so I ran a bath for myself and soaked in the tub after shaving myself clean. I wanted to make sure that I tasted delicious for him as it was my intention that his mouth be all over my body. I drained the tub and rubbed some oil over my skin as I air dried. I still had lots of time, so I laid out my outfit and began to dress. I’d decided that I wanted easy access this evening, so I put the black nylon dress over my head and pulled it all the way down my body. I knew that the corset would take the longest, so I loosened the ties in the back and slipped it down over my chest, right below my breasts. I used the technique I had learned in my corset class to cinch every inch and tie it off at the back. I wanted to finish my hair and makeup, so I went back into the bathroom where I applied my dark eye shadow, eyeliner, mascara, and deep red lipstick. I ran some pomade through my hair which was freshly cut in a sassy short style and brought the bangs down over my eye. I added my earrings and rings and for a touch of fun I placed the small flower comb in the side of my hair. Lastly, I slipped into my thigh high boots and laced them up from behind tying them off at the top. I examined myself in the mirror and was quite impressed with what I saw. I knew that he would be too and could not wait to see the expression on his face. This would be a different look then he's used to seeing from me and I was sure that it would have an instant effect on him.

I lit some candles around the room, placed the scarf over the lamp, turned off the lights, shut the curtains and sat down in the armchair in the corner of the room and patiently waited for him to arrive.

It wasn't long before there was a knock at the door. Per the instructions I had sent him, he was to knock first, await my response and then enter using his key. I responded by saying “Come in” and once he stepped in the door, I instructed him to put his things on the bed. His eyes immediately met mine and I could tell that my appearance had the desired effect. A big smile appeared on his face as he dropped his things to the floor.

“Come over here.” I said. Without hesitation or any further instruction, he made his way across the room and dropped obediently to his knees in front of me. He just sat there looking at me almost in disbelief. The me that he had known as his innocent baby girl was replaced by this powerful, dominant, and sexy woman and it was obvious he was entranced. “Are you mine for the evening?” I asked. “I am Miss…100% yours.” I was excited by the way he responded and could feel myself getting aroused already by this newfound dynamic between the two of us. “Very good, then you will follow my instructions to the letter tonight and be open to everything that I have for you. Your safe word, should you need one, will be Kimberly. If I hear this, I will know that you want me to stop, and we can take a pause. However, if I don't hear this then I will freely take you as far as I want to and push you as far as I think you can go. Understood?” He nodded in agreement.

I told him to go to the dresser and remove the towel to see what was in store for him. I then gave him instructions to go into the bathroom and prepare himself fully for all potential activities. He picked up his bag from the floor and went into the bathroom.

Before long I heard the shower running and so I waited. After a short while he returned wearing only a towel around his waist.

“Drop the towel and come over to me so I can examine you.”

The towel dropped from his waist, and he came towards me. As he stopped and faced me, I stood up and took my time examining every inch of his body, dragging my hand and freshly manicured, blood red nails over his skin. I ran my hand down his chest over his stomach and wrapped my fingers around his cock before grabbing his balls and squeezing them gently. I wanted to convey that these would be mine for the evening. I walked behind him as he remained facing the chair and ran my palm over both of his ass cheeks. I gave a hard slap to the right side just to see how he would react. He was silent but I knew that his body was tingling from the sensation. I lowered myself to my knees so that I could more closely examine his ass. I used my hands to pull apart his cheeks and examine his hole to make sure that he was clean and prepared for what I had in store. I used my tongue to lick up his crack to confirm that he was fully clean. He tasted delicious and I knew that I would enjoy my time there soon.

“You did a really good job cleaning yourself for me. Good boy. You will be rewarded for that. Now stand by the window.”

I moved to the dresser and picked up my large flogger. I knew this was something new for him and it being one of my favorite foreplay activities, he was going to experience it fully. What I don't think he was prepared for was what I did next. I walked over to the curtains and opened them fully to expose him at the window. Given we were on the 4th floor and fairly far from the main street there wasn't much risk of being seen, but the exposure was exciting.

I started with some light swipes across his back and ass cheeks. I could see his body responding with each strike but not to the extent I was hoping for. I told him to place his hands against the window and I increased the force of my hits. Small moans started to escape his lips and I became more and more aroused. I would alternate soft swipes with intense smacks to elevate his excitement. This went on for about 10 minutes then I grabbed my acrylic paddle. I hadn't planned to spank him too hard as I didn't want him in too much pain before we even started but two slaps on each cheek satisfied my desires.

As his ass glowed a nice soft pink, I rubbed my hands over the skin and asked him if he was OK. He responded with “Very much so Miss.” I turned him around, so he was facing me and commanded him to his knees. I moved the ottoman close to where he was and positioned my hips parallel to his head. I lifted my leg onto the ottoman, ran my hand through his hair grabbing a fistful and pressed his face between my legs. It was only a moment before his tongue made its way between my lips and I found myself grinding on his mouth. I made sure that his mouth and beard were covered in my juice before pulling his face away from me. I instructed him to remove my boots and then said, “Get on the bed face down.”

He moved quickly to the bed, and I told him to spread out his arms and legs. I took the ropes from behind the nightstands and wrapped them around each wrist tying them off tightly and taught. I did the same for his legs until he was spread eagle. I knew I would want him on his back for the final stage but for my foreplay, prep and lead up, this position would do just fine.

I decided I wanted to leave him in a little suspense, so I grabbed the lube and the remote-control butt plug and eased it inside of him. I told him that I needed to prepare myself and that I would be back soon. I grabbed my harness, one of the dildos and my phone went into the bathroom and closed the door. I accessed the toy’s app from my phone and started the vibration. I could hear a small moan come from the other room. I ramped up the intensity and chose a vibration pattern to leave it on while I slipped into my harness and tightened it around my hips. Although I was finished in a matter of minutes I remained in the bathroom and played with the vibration pattern for a little bit longer just to see what response I could get from him. Every time I hit the highest level, I could hear his moans get louder. I decided it was time to get the party started.

I exited the bathroom and asked him, “How are you feeling?” he responded with “Very good Mistress.”

“Well, it's about to get better.”

I climbed up on the bed and straddled his legs. I ran my nails down from the base of his neck all the way to his ass before gently reaching in and removing his plug. I made sure to press my hips against him so he could feel my strap-on against his skin. I applied some more lube between his cheeks so that I could run the shaft up and down his crack and he could feel its size. I wanted to build some anticipation for what he would be experiencing in the next moments. I thought I would toy with him just a little bit before that.

“Can you feel that? Can you feel my big cock?” I could see him nodding even with his face in the pillow.

“Are you ready for me to fuck you Daddy? Do you want to feel me inside of you? I've waited a long time to take you like this, I am going to fuck you really hard. Just like you do me Daddy. Are you ready? Say ‘Yes baby girl, I’m ready.”

He lifted his head from the pillow and said, “Yes baby girl I'm ready.”

I wanted him to know how aroused I was by the situation, so I reached down between my legs and ran my fingers up between my lips coating them in my sticky sweet juices. I crawled up towards his face and put my fingers in his mouth whispering in his ear “Look how excited you’re making me Daddy…I want you so bad I'm dripping all over myself.” I heard him moan in pleasure as he licked every last drop from my fingertips. I moved back down his body and positioned myself. I started kissing and nibbling his ass cheeks then moved towards his crack… I spread him apart and ran my tongue all the way up and down. He had cleaned himself well and tasted delicious. I found his hole and used my tongue to penetrate and loosen him up. I brought my fingers up and inserted one and then two inside of him. I located his prostate and gently and repeatedly massaged it until I felt him relax. His noises were telling me that he was enjoying this and that he was ready to take more.

With my fingers still inside of him, my other hand grabbed the lube and covered him. I moved my cock into position and delicately removed my fingers and replaced them with the tip of my dildo. I used my hand to guide it in slowly. I listened to his sounds to ensure I wasn't hurting him. I could feel him press himself back against me which caused the tip to move past his sphincter and start to glide gently in. The feeling of me entering him was electrifying. I moved my hands away and started to use my hips to press deeper into him. It was then that his sounds turned to pleasure, and I could hear him enjoying the feeling of me entering him. He started to rock against me, and I moved my hips in sync with his movements. I could feel the base of my cock pressing against my own pussy and my pleasure was intensifying with his. I bit my lip as I continued to thrust slow and gently into him over and over. As his excitement grew so did mine and my movements became faster and deeper. Before long I lowered my torso onto his back, placed my hands on his shoulders and began to fuck him from a horizontal position.

“How does it feel to have your baby girl inside of you Daddy? Do you like the way I fuck you? Do you want it harder? Do you want it faster?” With every question I pushed myself harder and deeper into his ass.

I could tell he was getting close, but I wasn't done yet. “You don't get to cum until I say so Daddy.”

I slowly pulled out of him and climbed off of the bed. I untied all of the ropes and instructed him to lay on his back. I walked over to the dresser and replaced the dildo on my harness. I wanted a larger, fresher, and cleaner one to finish the job. I walked back over to the bed and straddled his chest. I got up on my knees and held my cock in my hand above his face. I asked him...

“Do you like my big hard cock, Daddy? Do you want to taste him? I want you to suck him for me. Get him nice and hard and ready to fuck you.” He reached up with his hand and grabbed my dick placing it in his mouth. He sucked on it like a man tasting water after weeks without. I pressed myself down into his throat and watched him gag on it just a little.

“Now you know what it feels like Daddy...” As he continued to suck me, I reached up and untied my corset, removing it and my dress until I was completely nude. I wanted this next part to be skin on skin.

I told him to lift his torso and I placed a pillow underneath his ass. I then took the ropes from the light sconces and wrapped them around his ankles pulling his legs up into the air and securing them there. I did not want anything obstructing my access. I also wanted him to see my face as I fucked him and watched him cum for me. Then I got in position.

I grabbed the lube again and covered him. I used my hand again to guide the bigger cock into him and again felt that same movement past the sphincter into his body. I eased it all the way in until the base of me was against his ass. Again, the feeling sent shivers through my spine as I thrust into him and the cocked rubbed against my own clit. Every motion of my hips got us both closer to climax and I could feel myself ready to explode. I wrapped my hand around his already slippery cock and began to stroke him in time with my fucking.

I turned my face towards his and made eye contact with him. I was biting my lip and every movement intensified the sting. My eyes conveyed the passion and arousal I was feeling and the ownership and domination I was experiencing over him. I could tell by the look in his eyes that he had completely surrendered himself to me and his ecstasy was the result of his complete emotional, mental, and physical submission to me. I made sure that he could feel my power over him through my gaze and through my thrusting.

The combination of my hand stroking him, my cock fucking him and my gaze dominating him put him over the top and he begged of me, “Please baby girl may I cum?”

“What did you say”? I responded harshly.

“I’m sorry.” He said. “Please Mistress, may I please cum? Please???” he begged unable to hold it any longer.

“Yes Daddy…you may cum for me…”

And as I stroked him and fucked him more intensely, he exploded all over my hand and onto his torso at the same time that my own climax released, and juices flowed from my pussy onto my cock and onto him. We both continued to convulse and ride out the waves of our orgasms together for the next several minutes.

Once we had regained our breath, I gently withdrew from him and remove the harness setting it aside.

I untied his legs, crawled up next to him and positioned myself with his head on my chest. I ran my fingers through his hair as he continued to relax. I could tell that he was completely spent and satisfied simultaneously. I wanted him to feel my closeness and know that he was safe and protected with me. It wasn't long before I could see his chest moving regularly and hear his gentle snores. We laid together on each other for the next hour as we recovered.

We woke together to the site of moonlight streaming through the curtains still open from earlier. He looked up at me, smiled and softly said “Thank you Miss.” I looked back at him, lowered my lips to his, kissed him softly and whispered, “It was my pleasure, Daddy.”

"Park ASAP!" I read the commanding message as I swerved down the seemingly endlessly spiraling parking structure frantically looking for an open spot. I was running late to pick up my pass at DomCon registration and knew I would be punished for it later. Luckily, Mistress had convinced the staff to stick around for a couple minutes while I made my way down to the registration area. My heart pounded as I parked my car and rushed over to the elevator. I finally made it to the registration booth and was greeted by the image of my Mistress looking as beautiful as always. She was clad in white shorts and her iconic rainbow long socks, her crimson red hair making her stand out from the crowd. She waved me over and I hurried over to her side in the registration queue.

I filled out the event waiver on a laptop and presented my ID and vaccination record to receive my badge. Once I received the lanyard, we regrouped at a small table.
"How was your day?" Mistress asked.
"Good. Just got ready and started driving over here. There was a lot of traffic because of some car crashes on the freeway." I informed her.

After catching up, we headed into the vendor floor which would be closing promptly at 7pm. I pushed open the auditorium doors and was greeted by the sight of dozens of booths filled with various kinky toys and apparel. Guests wearing black leather outfits strolled up and down the isles. The attire of some patrons left little to the imagination.

We strolled through the booths and saw an assortment of paddles, floggers, dildos, and more. Mannequins were dressed in lacy black lingerie and leather harnesses. I had never seen so many kinky toys and accessories all in one place. "I just bought one of those earlier," Mistress commented as she pointed at an incredibly thick wooden paddle. "And one of those," and gestured to a clear acrylic one. I could only imagine the different sensations those would provide on my bare ass. We passed by a booth with various single-tail whips hanging from a rack. These intimidating implements caught the attention of my Mistress and she stopped to admire them. The vendor approached her and began showcasing his wares. He discussed popular misconceptions about the use of whips in kink and gave her a brief safety lesson and tutorial. Mistress took hold of the leather handle and took a few practice swings.

"Hold this, turn around and stand over there." I received Mistress's drink and tote bag and did as instructed. I stood in the middle of the aisle facing away from her. She flicked her wrist and cracked the whip against my denim covered bottom. Even through my jeans, I could feel the distinct stinging pain of the braided leather tail cutting through the air.

"How did that feel?" Mistress asked, gauging my reaction. "It felt good, Mistress." I answered as I rubbed the area on my thigh where the whip made contact. She handed the whip back and the vendor cracked it a few times to show his prowess. Mistress let him know that she would think about it and return another day to purchase one of them.

We continued meandering through the booths until we arrived at a table with various corsets. Mistress stopped at the table and began conversing with the woman behind it. She mentioned that she purchased one earlier for the play party later that night and would need help putting it on. Satisfied with our exploration, we headed back out toward the lobby and looked for a place to sit.

Once we found a table, Mistress pulled out her phone and checked her messages. She had been waiting for a text from Jay, her other partner with whom she was sharing a room. While we sat there, I leafed through the event program and checked out the workshop schedule.

Mistress then slipped her foot out
from her shoe and nudged my thigh and I instinctively reached for it. I began massaging her foot as we sat in the lobby and waited for Jay.

After a bit, Mistress got a text back and decided we would rendezvous at an D/s Speed Dating social on the 2nd floor. We gathered our things and made our way to the escalator and down the halls to an open auditorium with some people inside. We peeked in but didn't see Jay so we waited outside.

Suddenly, a spry guy with a dark mat of hair wearing an open button-up shirt swooped in from behind. Mistress introduced us and we greeted each other. She chided him for drinking as he was a bit buzzed. It was decided that he would attend the speed dating event to make some more connections and we would meet at their room before heading out to the party that night. With that, he went into the event room and we made our way to the parking structure.

A short elevator ride later, we arrived at the floor I had parked on. I led the way to my car and was about to go inside when I noticed Mistress standing by the passenger door.

"Um, Alex?" She called out patiently not moving a muscle. I quickly realized what she was calling attention to and opened her door like a true gentleman. She stepped in and I closed the door behind her. I rounded the back of the car to get into the driver's seat and backed out of the space. A winding drive later, we reached the street level and I followed Mistress's directions to get to her hotel. I entered another parking structure and found a spot at the top. We took our things and after another elevator ride, we were at the lobby. Yet another elevator ride took us to the floor of her room. We walked through the halls until arriving at her room, the last one before the stairs.

She reached into her bag for the room key and unlocked the door. We stepped inside, I found a place to set down my things and Mistress told me to get comfy. She retreated into the bathroom while I took off my shoes settled in.

She returned and laid back on the bed, barefoot in the white sheets, her perfectly pedicured feet inviting me over.

"So...you said you know how to give foot rubs, Alex."
"Yes, Mistress."
"There's some oil there that you can use."

She pointed to a small bottle that smelled nice. I opened the bottle and poured a small amount of oil into my cupped palm and rubbed my hands back and forth to warm it up. I took Mistress's right foot and began applying the oil to her sole. I applied pressure from her heel to the end of her foot rhythmically. I continued this motion as she began telling me about an experience she had with a guy from Bumble. I listened to her kinky escapade as I used my thumbs to massage the ball of her foot. Her beautiful sole scintillated under the florescent lights, shiny from the copious amount of oil I applied. I switched my attention to the other foot as I repeated the same process. "Don't forget the toes," Mistress teased as she smiled. I adjusted my technique to include her perfect little toes, painted a metallic golden color. "Can you go up my leg more?" I grabbed her foot and rested it on my thigh as I used my hand to apply pressure to her calf. I massaged the area from behind her knee down to her ankle as she moaned in delight.

"Why didn't I tell you to do this sooner?" Mistress asked herself. I was pleased that Mistress was enjoying this massage. I continued the leg rub on the other limb when there was some noise at the door. I heard a click and turn of the knob and in walked Jay looking excited. "It looks like you two are having fun." He teased smugly with a big grin.
"Alex here is giving me a foot rub." Jay hopped on the bed belly first and began telling Mistress about his experience at the events he attended. He mentioned that he had some meetings in place for play sessions with girls he'd met today.

"So...are we getting Alex into a cage?" He asked excitedly. Mistress turned to me inquisitively. "Yeah, let's do it," I said as I nodded in affirmation. Without wasting a second, Jay rummaged through his bag and pulled out various plastic bags containing metal chastity cages. He threw them onto the bed and the devices' parts clinked together.

"Which one should we try on first? Ooh...how about this spiky one?" He held up a silver cage with slight protrusions on the inside. "If he fits, Mistress retorted." I pulled down my pants and underwear so that I could begin test-fitting the cages. Excited by the situation and the attention I was getting, I was beginning to get hard. I stood there wearing only my shirt and let them assess me.

"Wow, he has a big pee pee," Jay joked. "It's bigger than mine. Let's try to get him into the smallest cage." He grabbed one of the cages and put it next to my cock. When it was evident that it would not fit, he suggested getting the erection down. I tried to distract myself by thinking about other things besides my beautiful Mistress on the bed
seeing me naked. I was able to become soft enough for Jay to slip my cock and balls through the base of one of the metal cages. He had to stop halfway because I became
aroused again and the rest of the cage could not go on. "We can't do anything until he gets rid of that," he said, pointing at my cock. With those words, Mistress came off the bed and got onto her knees. She leaned in and took my cock in her red lipsticked mouth. I sighed with pleasure as she began bobbing her head back and forth.

"No, not like that!" Jay exclaimed. Mistress stopped pleasuring me and got back onto the bed. "Just get the bottom piece off, maybe this will help" Jay said, handing me the
bottle of oil. I took it and retreated into the bathroom. Inside, I was able to distract myself to the point where I was able to slip the metal ring off. Jay then handed me a cup of ice to get rid of the erection fully. I submerged my member in the cubes and the cold made me soft enough to try another cage. This time, he pulled out a black plastic cage that looked a bit roomier. He slipped on the base piece and was able to get on the head attachment with Mistress's help and locked it on. My cock was now firmly held by the plastic cage. I had never felt a sensation similar to the pressure on my pubic area. It was fascinating knowing I would not be able to pleasure myself or be pleasured as long as it was on. Jay left for the party and Mistress and I began to get ready to meet him there.

She brought out the leather harness I would be wearing and laid it on the bed. I took off my shirt and raised up my arms so she could slip it over my head and adjust it to my small frame. She fastened the buckles and the harness was securely around my upper chest. Mistress then began getting herself ready. She put on a sleek black corset that accentuated her figure and put her prominent breasts on display. She wore a black bra on top of that and tight black shorts. She called me into the bathroom to help lace up the corset. She gave me introductions on what to do and I tugged on the cords to get a tight fit and tied off the ends in a ribbon. She then sat on the bed and slipped stockings over her beautiful, long legs. She stood up and called me over once more for help to attach the garter belt to the stockings. I knelt down and followed her instructions to get the lingerie secured. Lastly, Mistress sat down on the foot of the bed and asked me to help put on her boots. They were shiny black military-style boots with thick platform soles. Mistress slipped her feet into each boot and I zipped them up. Her outfit was complete and she stood up in her kinky attire. I admired her figure and commanding presence in the black outfit. She handed me her phone and I took a picture to capture her sexy image.

With that, we threw some more clothes on top of our kinky outfits to walk down to the lobby and back to our cars. We got into our vehicles and made the short drive to the club a few streets away from the hotel. Mistress arrived before me and made it inside the venue. I got there shortly after with her bag of toys and showed my ID to get in.

I found her standing near the entrance, a gorgeous sight under the strobing lights. I handed her the bag and she took out the chain collar which she put around my neck and held the leash in her hand. "Now, let's see if we can find a spot." She guided me through the crowds with the leash.

I followed close behind as we peered into various rooms to see intense scenes unfolding with subs on crosses and benches being flogged and spanked repeatedly as they cried out in pain. In one room, we heard the familiar shouts of someone we had just been with earlier.

In the last room, we happened upon a spanking bench in the corner of the room that was free. We walked over to it and Mistress ordered me to disrobe. This time I took off both my pants and underwear. I removed my shirt to reveal my leather harness and Mistress affixed bondage cuffs around my wrists. I mounted the bench and leaned over with my arms in front of me. Mistress secured my cuffs to the bench using the chain and the rings incorporated onto the fixture. I was stuck in that position with my vulnerable ass exposed to play with. The fun was about to begin…

"There we go," Mistress spoke softly to herself as she secured the cuffs around my wrists to the spanking bench. My arms were stretched in front of me as I laid belly-first on the bench with my bare ass exposed. I tugged against the restraints which did not give and I was effectively secured in that vulnerable position bent over the padded wooden apparatus. I was wearing the snug brown leather harness that hugged my shoulders and upper back while my cock was locked away in a plastic chastity cage. This particular cage was 3-D printed and barely fit over the head of my hard cock which strained against the confinement. Being tied up and vulnerable at the mercy of my Mistress turned me on and I could feel my excitement dripping through the cage.

"You good?" Mistress asked, always attentive to my comfort and well-being. She looked down at me from atop her platform military style black boots which were part of her ravishing outfit consisting of that shapely corset and pantyhose hanging from the garter belt. Her voluptuous breasts were held in place by a black bra, hiding them from view.

"Yes Mistress," I replied without missing a beat. I was more than just good—I was in total bliss, awaiting the firm hand of my Mistress. She stepped around to the front of the bench where I could see her and held up two implements: an acrylic paddle and a deerskin flogger.

"Which one do you want?" She whispered in my ear. "The paddle," I replied after brief deliberation. With that, she walked back behind me and I awaited the first strike. I felt the hard plastic on my bare ass as she gently rubbed it in a circular motion, preparing me for the impact.

Suddenly, I felt the instantly recognizable sting of the paddle being swung with force against my butt. A familiar thwack sound resonated in my ears as I recoiled from the impact. Seconds later, another hit came and I relished the sensation. A barrage of blows of varying intensity followed in it's wake and this was just the beginning. Once she was satisfied, Mistress paused to admire her work. She then noticed the excitement dripping from the end of my cock through the slits in the cage and onto the bench below me.

Mistress reached between my legs from behind and took hold of my caged cock. She rubbed me through the cage and ran her finger through the openings to collect some of the precum emanating from my cock head. Once her finger was slick with the fluid, she came back over to the front of the bench and reached toward my face. I instinctively opened my mouth and took in her finger which I sucked clean. I became harder upon trying the salty taste of my excitement.

I then felt the gentle tickle of flogger tassels running down my back. Mistress teased me by dragging the flogger across my butt and calves. She picked up the pace and I felt the repeated thudding of the tails against my skin. With every flick of her wrist, she sent the deerskin cutting through the air onto my exposed behind. I could feel my ass getting warm from the impacts. It was then that Mistress stood next to me and asked, "Do you remember how many minutes you were late today?" She was referring to me being late for DomCon registration and arriving a bit past 6pm.

"5 minutes, Mistress." I answered, unsure of what was to follow. "I remember it being 7. I'll tell you what, I'll meet you in the middle. You're going to count out loud from 1 to 6 as punishment."

"Yes, Mistress" I replied, letting her know that I understood the instructions.

She reached into her bag and pulled out the thick wooden paddle she had shown me earlier. I could tell this one would be a challenge from the weight and solid construction of the implement. I clenched my cheeks as I prepared for the first strike. I heard the loud clap of the paddle against my butt before I felt the stinging pain of the punishment.

"One." I uttered weakly, surprised by the impact.
"What was that?" Mistress teased.
"I can't hear you."

"One." I repeated, louder this time.

Immediately after, I felt another blow from the heavy tool. This toy was no joke and I wasn't sure if I'd be able to take the punishment.

"Two." I spoke, making sure I was heard among the cries of pain filling the room. The punishment continued methodically until I was quivering and wincing throughout each strike.

Toward the end, I was nearly bucking off the bench and tugging against my restraints because my ass was so sore, but I persisted.

"Six!" I finally counted, proud of myself for making it through that challenge. Mistress then ran her fingertips across my back, butt, and thighs to help soothe me. This sensation was just as pleasureable especially after the paddling. She walked back around and crouched down in front of me.

"There are about 10 people staring at your ass turning a nice shade of red, Alex." she whispered in my ear. I chuckled and let out a moan of pleasure, excited by the attention.

"How are you feeling?" She asked.
"Good, Mistress. Thank you" I told her as she undid my restraints.

Once free, I slowly stood up
and pressed my hands against my bum, which felt warm to the touch.

I gingerly put on my underwear over my raw ass then jeans over that. I tied my shoes and left my shirt off at Mistress's request so my harness could be seen. I was still in pure bliss at what I had just experienced.

When we discuss the D/s psyche it is hard to understand just what motivates my desire to submit, to give up control, to serve. On one side you can argue that it is to do with filling a need in our day to day lives, to counterbalance the daily pressures of leadership and decision making, and the desire to have a space in our lives where we can give away that pressure and relax into the knowledge that someone else is leading and to nourish that we must serve the needs of our leader, our Mistress. You can then argue that in order to reaffirm the superiority of my leader, my Mistress that we must accept and endure pain from in order to reenforce their superiority.

You can then maybe argue that our desire for female leadership and female domination is a reflection of our childhood and the strength and dominance of the women in our lives.

It is difficult though to hold the view of counterbalancing the daily pressures of leadership when you realise, as I do , that our deep seated desire to submit to a dominant Mistress had been there from our earliest memories of childhood play and the desire for those games of cowboy and Indian and cops and robbers to always go just a little further.. to be tied just a little tighter, to be disciplined just a little more…

Whatever the reason it is clear that the desire is both real and deep seated.

The desire to demonstrate my submission to my Mistress, and to do whatever I can to please, in order that I may be rewarded with praise and protection.

The desire for pain is then a confusion of the need to demonstrate submission and the sheer physical rush generated by chemical release from certain types of pain specifically to demonstrate my Mistress’s sexual dominance…

Whatever the reality here the chemical high generated by enduring sexual pain for my Mistress is truly intoxicating and addictive. The excitement of the rush when the clamps bite on my nipples and the way in which it makes my submission present and real is extraordinary and then the need to see how much, how far, how strong.

The desire and need to demonstrate my submission thru trial and pain is one which is oddly calming and reaffirms the superiority of Mistress and the protection and nourishment I will be rewarded with if I am able to impress.

The reasoning is multi layered and sometimes confusing but the desire is both real and clear.

Give me one more kiss before I put on my makeup"
Mistress leaned over from the driver's seat and puckered her lips. I leaned in and met her full lips with my own. Our tongued swirled in each other's mouths as we kissed passionately. My hand instinctively reached up and cradled her head, pulling her closer as we kissed deeper. I sat back in my seat with a huge smile on my face as Mistress reached in her bag and applied lipstick. She looked at herself in the visor mirror and, satisfied with her work, put her makeup away and stepped out of the car. I admired her outfit as she came around to the truck--a flowy black dress and knee-high black boots that accentuated her long legs. The leash around my neck clinked as I stepped out of the car and closed the door behind me.  We walked through the dimly lit parking lot together and queued up in the line to enter the venue. Waiting to enter the establishment were kinksters of all shapes and sizes clad in outfits of leather, fishnet, and mesh. Mistress complimented the tight leather pants of the two women in front of us. As we approached the entrance, we readied our vaccination proof and IDs. With our documents approved, we stepped inside the Sanctuary lobby which was a warmly-lit quaint little space with framed erotica on the walls. Mistress pointed out a black & white photograph of a model with ribbon laced down her back through her skin. She expressed that she wasn't into THAT fetish as we approached the counter. Mistress gave her name at the front desk and we were allowed inside the venue floor.
The inside of the club was dark and lit by various spotlights. Partygoers stood around mingling and indistinct chatter filled the room. We were given raffle tickets for arriving early and bringing snacks to share. Mistress found a nice spot for us to sit. She led the way, her crimson locks a vision of red among crowd. I sat down next to her we surveyed the scene. She mentioned that her friends from a poly group were going to be attending and to be on the lookout for them. She seemed to have spotted them and went over to say hello. Mistress brought them back to our seats and introduced me to them. They began catching up and Mistress reached into her purse, surely full of all kinds of toys, and pulled out a leash which she promptly attached to my collar. She gave it a tug, and to my surprise, the chain shrunk around my neck. Her friends gasped and burst out in laughter.
"Ooh, I didn't know that was a choke chain!" Sarah exclaimed. Mistress reached over and adjusted the collar so it wouldn't restrict my breathing. She held the other end of the leash in her hand. I was completely under Mistress's control and would follow close behind her throughout the night. The thought of other people seeing her ownership over me was exciting. I waited patiently, seated next to Mistress for the party announcements to begin so we could go out and play. A short time later, a woman stood up on the stage holding a microphone and began introducing the event and the DMs. She went over the rules of Sanctuary and the different tasting booths. My heart raced as she went over  the kinks available for guests to try out. The thought of being able to experience them with Mistress excited me.
After the announcements concluded, we clapped for the presenters and applause filled the room.
"What are you most interested in, Alex?" Mistress turned to me and asked.
"I think the rope." I answered coyly. We weaved our way through throngs of people toward the rope station. We lingered at the door for a second and saw riggers and guests sitting down on padded mats with rope everywhere. Some were being tied by the experts while others were being taught how to. We moved toward the center of the room and stood by to wait for a spot. To our immediate right was a young lady laughing and crying out as a man wrapped rope around her foot and calf. This was the surprise tasting booth called "sadistic rope." The man question the woman about her pain level and if she would like to continue.
"Do you wanna try that?" Mistress asked and gestured in their direction.
"I don't think so "
"Well, I will." Mistress boldly announced. After the woman tapped out, she approached rigger and expressed her interest in becoming his next subject. She pulled off her thigh-high black boots, revealing her perfect pedicured feet and sat down on the mat, extending her long right leg toward the rigger. He recited some general safety information and began tightly wrapping her lower leg. The rope was pulled taut at all times as he worked it around and around. Mistress would wince occasionally but kept her composure. She was a real pro. With the rope cinched up to her knee, the rigger asked if she was up for flexing her leg which would case the tie to tighten even more. She was game and he gingerly tucked her leg in closer while she grimaced through the pain. He then challenged get to stand up and put weight on the leg and Mistress did not hesitate. Having passed the test, she sat back down and he removed the rope, revealing marks from where the rope dug into her skin. She wore these as a badge of honor and requested her sandals so she could show them off.
"Can you get my sandals? They're in my bag. I'll look for a spot for you." She instructed.
I headed back toward the sofa where we were sitting, my leash in my hand. Sarah and Chris were still sitting there next to our stuff.
"Mistress needs her sandals" I told them and Chris reached in and pulled them out for me. "Thank you." I turned back and squeezed through the crowds back into the rope room. Mistress was at the opposite end of the room now standing next to some different riggers. One of them was just finishing up untying a guest who then walked off.
"Who's next?" He asked. Mistress gestured toward me and I took off my shoes. My heart almost beat out of my chest as this would be the first time I was tied by an expert. He introduced himself and went over the general safety information. He instructed me to put my arms straight out in front of me and hold them as close together as I can. He then began deftly manipulating the rope beginning with a knot around my wrist to anchor the tie. He made sure to move it above my joint to avoid any nerve compression. Before I knew it, my arms were bound together and immobile. A length of rope remained as a sort of lead. Mistress teased that she could take me around like that. He announced he was done with the tie and that he could add on to it if I wanted. I hesitated for a moment, but Mistress stepped in to say,
"Yeah let's add more." He readied another length of rope and began tying my legs together. Soon, all of my limbs were restrained. I stretched out to test the rope which held me firmly in place. I basked in the feel of the right rope hugging my body before I was finally untied. We thanked the rigger and I put my shoes back on and Mistress led me back out holding my leash. Mistress had purchased more raffle tickets so we went back to our seats and waited for the draw. There was a vendor next to our couch so Mistress led the way and we admired his wares. There were various leather crops and paddles. Mistress tested a few on my open palm so I could feel the sting. Laid out on the table there was a large stainless steel contraption with a large ball at the end.
"Do you know what this is?" Mistress tested me.
"No, Mistress"
"This is an anal hook. It goes up your butt and then this end can be tied to something else." I had never seen such a device and it's use surprised me. I think it would make an interesting addition to a scene.
When we got back to the sofa, our hostess took the stage with a large bowl and announced that the raffle was about to begin. I was in charge of what must've been 100 tickets that Mistress bought. I sequenced the numbers and knew the range we could win between. The first prize to be given was a leather collar. The number was drawn but it was not a ticket we held. The next prize was a leather riding crop.
"I don't really like those" Mistress commented as the hostess held up the prize for everyone to see. The number was called and I knew instantly that it was in our tickets. Mistress raised her hand, shouted, held up the winning ticket. She told me to go up and fetch the prize. I wove through the crowd and stepped up toward the stage to receive the crop. I brought it back and handed it to Mistress. I chuckled at the irony of winning the prize she liked the least. Next up was the grand prize: 2 VIP tickets to DomCon LA. "Cross your fingers, Alex." We held our breath as the number was read off. I knew instantly that we held the winning ticket.
"We have it" I informed Mistress. She shouted with joy and jumped up and down holding the ticket. She ran up toward the stage and picked up the gift certificate. Applause filled the room and Mistress triumphantly returned with the tickets in tow. She high fived everyone and gave me a big hug.
"Come on, we have to go celebrate!" Mistress exclaimed. We all headed to one of the impact play rooms. Mistress brought her large purse and Chris took his duffel bag. We set up shop near a spanking bench and cage. Sarah and Chris prepared for a scene. She was cuffed facing a wall with only panties on. Chris began skillfully flogging her with perfect form. Mistress had expressed her interest in Sarah earlier so it was no surprise she got a turn at using her skills on the willing sub. Seeing my Mistress in action for the first time was exciting. She handed the flogger back to Chris and turned to me.
"Let's get you on this bench, Alex." My pulse quickened and I began taking off my shoes and pants. I mounted the spanking bench and leaned over it, leaving my butt exposed. Mistress took out her custom-made deerskin flogger and began using it on me. She started gently at first, but soon picked up the pace. I became more excited with every impact of the soft tails on my ass. Mistress came around to the front of the bench every few minutes to check on me.
"Everything okay?"
"Yes, Mistress" I answered. I was more than okay. I was loving every second of it.
"Is it okay if Annie gives it a shot?" She asked.
"Sure!" I replied eagerly. The thought of Mistress letting her friends use me was exciting and I had never experienced something like that before. I could hear Annie giddily swinging the flogger. She laughed with excitement as the flogger hit me.
"How are you holding up?"
"Good Mistress."
"How's the pain from 1 to 10?"
"Like a 6 or 7"
"Really? Impressive."
Mistress then used the paddle on me. The stinging was a different sensation than the thuddy blows of the flogger.
"How's that?"
"Hmm like an 8"
"You're making me very proud, Alex. Your bum is a nice shade of red."
She let me know that we were done and I put my shoes and pants back on, feeling fulfilled. Annie thanked me for letting her try her hand at flogging for the first time.
"I'll never forget you!" She confessed cheerily.
I felt my butt was warm from the play and tender from the impacts. I would never forget that night either, especially since it was the first time I got to play with Mistress.

"Then go ahead and grab a can opener as well. Don't worry about the cost."
"Yes Mistress" he responded.

It was a supply that I had forgotten to throw into my xox while I was packing up all the other dishes and kitchen utensils to bring to the hotel this evening. 'A' was going to be cooking me dinner as one of the tasks assigned to him as my submissive. It was the 2nd time we would be meeting and given my intent was to have him cook for me regularly this was a good opportunity for him to show off his skills. He had chosen a spaghetti dinner with asparagus almondine and salad with garlic bread. I had been looking forward to seeing what he would produce since I booked the hotel room with the kitchenette days ago.

He texted me once he was in the room and unloaded and I joined him shortly after. He retrieved the materials from my car and went straight to work. I kicked off my shoes, got comfortable on the bed and found a good Adam Sandler movie to watch while he cooked. Given the kitchenette was less equipped than we'd expected with only 2 small burners it took him extra time to complete the meal but he was resourceful. I would glance over at him from time to time watching him methodically chop the garlic, roast the almonds, or butter the garlic bread. I could see the intensity on his face and that he was working to make sure that every detail was perfect . He knew that this was an opportunity to prove himself. I made sure to adjust myself on the bed occasionally so that he would have a clear view of my bare legs and freshly painted toenails as he worked.

I couldn't help but notice his tight jeans and wondered how how it felt to be working in no underwear with his long cock tied in the teal ribbon I'd given him and the glans ring he wore in tribute to me encircling the tip. I knew that I would be inspecting it all later.

A was quiet while he worked... barely a peep aside from throwing out the occasional movie trivia fact. I couldn't help but wonder what was going through his head. I was too find out later that he was concentrating on perfecting every detail, wanting desperate to please me and earn my approval and blessing. Little did he know that he'd already had it... and for quite some time now.

I looked over and noticed him plating the pasta. By this time I was famished and excited to taste his creation. I poured some wine and we toasted to begin the meal. The salad was fresh and flavorful with a biting blue cheese dressing... my favorite. The pasta was perfectly cooked and the sauce robust and flavorful. The asparagus was crisp and delicious and the garlic bread to die for. The meal was superb! I complemented him on a job very well done as I ate every last bite.

After dinner I suggested a game of Scrabble, a classic favorite of mine. I thought it might give us the opportunity to connect a bit without the awkwardness of trying to generate continual conversation. I failed how've to warn him, I was a bit of a Scrabble pro. Nonetheless, he held his own and even pulled out a couple of zingers. Had I thought of it in advance, I might have suggested a bet (which I knew would land in my favor) but I didn't want to intensify his nerves.

Once we'd completed the game I suggested we spend the remainder of our time together watching a movie. I stumbled across A Knight's Tale...another favorite of mine. We were just a few minutes in when I remembered the surprise I'd planned for A. Iwent to my bag and pulled out a small, blue velvety sachel. As I dropped it on the bed I could tell the weight and sound of the chains inside had a visual affect on him. I asked if he'd like to wear the collar and leash while we watched the movie and he was quick to agree. He placed the chain collar around his neck and I clipped the leash to the ring on the end. I wrapped my fingers around the handle and rested it on his leg... making sure to move my hand along his jeans so he'd feel the constant reminder of being bound to me.

The movie ended and he mentioned it was time for him to go. I still had plans in store for him so I gestured for him to come sit on the end of the bed near me. I'm pretty sure he knew what was coming because he leaned in almost immediately to meet my kiss. It was different than our first kiss. Less timid and apprehensive and more intentional and passionate. I found myself getting aroused as A put his hand to my head and then let it slip to my breast. I could feel his legs trembling but was proud of him for being bold. I will encourage this with him over time and during his training. I felt the intensity of our kisses grow which just excited me more as I pressed him down onto the bed. We kissed more, his hand on the back of my head as I slipped my hand down his chest to his crotch. I could feel his cock growing beneath his jeans and I squeezed and stroked it. Feeling the glans ring at the tip A sent me over the edge as I quickly began undoing his pants. As I unzipped them... that perfect cock that up until now I'd only seen in photos, sprang forward to meet me. I wasted no time using my tongue to explore him. This was something I'd envisioned in my mind many times over since the first photo he'd sent me. So very naive and modest about what he was packing... something I promised myself from the beginning I'd make him very aware of.

I could feel his erection growing... his legs still shaking when I heard him say "Mistress, do I have to ask for permission?" I responded with a "Yes" and more deep kisses before returning my mouth down below. It wad a few seconds before he blurted out "Please Mistress! Can I cum?!" I had barely responded with a muted "Mhm" when I felt the warm rush of his salty liquid fill my mouth. I continued to milk him with my lips until he'd surrendered every last drop to me before I swallowed.

I could tell he was spent as his legs stopped convulsing and his body relaxed into the bed. He sat up and kissed me some more while his limp cock lay across the zipper of his jeans, emptied and fully drained. A huge smile across his face.

I knew this was a milestone for him. A moment that wouldn't soon be forgotten. I wanted it to be special and to be a significant stop on our journey down this path together. He's young, he'll have many lovers in his time but for now... with me, he's mine to mold. And what a masterpiece he will be.

Today I woke up excited for the big evening with Mistress. I greeted her with "Good Morning" and reviewed my shopping list one last time. Then I had breakfast, got dressed, and ready to go. I decided it would be better to go shopping near the hotel so I drove to a store near there. I headed out and arrived at the store a couple minutes from the room. I did my shopping without underwear on just like Mistress requested. I started gathering all of the items which included some cans and I remembered I forgot to ask Mistress for a can opener. She said I could pick one up along with a knife to cut the veggies. I couldn't find the ground beef or Italian parsley there, so I went to the store across the street. Mistress said to send her a text when I was ready and checked in. After picking up the last ingredients, I headed to the hotel to check in. Once I completed the process, I went back to the car and brought in the grocery bags. I texted Mistress that I was ready and she arrived shortly after looking beautiful as always. She instructed me to bring a box from her car. Mistress left to fetch some ice and I started on the meal. We were surprised by the lack of supplies in the room but we would have to make do with what we had. There were only two burners on the stove so I would have to cook everything separately, meaning that everything couldn't come out at the same time. I started on the sauce first since it would have to simmer for a while. Then I ground the almonds for the asparagus and fried those. All the while, Mistress was relaxing in bed, laid back watching some comedy movies. From my place in the kitchen, I would catch a glimpse of Mistress's perfectly pedicured feet as I cooked. Due to the nature of the kitchen, the meal took a bit longer than expected but I was finally done and anxious to see Mistress's reaction. I served her plate and we sat down to eat. Mistress said the meal looked great and that she enjoyed it. She complimented me on a job well done. After dinner, Mistress invited me to play a game of Scrabble. We got comfy on the bed and it was clear that she was kind of a pro. I had only played the game a few times on mobile. She ended up winning by a landslide even though she would help me which I thought was cute. We then put the board game away and started watching A Knight's Tale. I instantly recognized Paul Bettany, Alan Tudyk, and Jude Law, all of whom have been Marvel/Star Wars actors. During a commercial break, Mistress brought out a small velvety bag that contained heavy-duty chains and a leash. She said she toyed around with the idea of having me wear it while we ate and affixing it to the leg of the table. The clinking of the inescapable chains excited me and Mistress asked if I wanted to wear it. I said yes right away and put it over my head. We laid there watching the movie as Mistress held the leash in her hand. After the movie ended, I let Mistress know I would be heading out. I gathered up my things and Mistress invited her to sit down at the foot of the bed with her. I sat right in front and we leaning in for a goodbye kiss. Unlike at the park, I couldn't contain myself and I kissed Mistress more passionately. I was very turned on and Mistress unbuttoned my pants and pulled out my hard cock as we kept kissing. To my surprise and extreme pleasure, she leaned over and started sucking my cock. She brought me to the edge very quickly with her expert lips and came back up to kiss me. I asked if I had to ask for permission to cum and she said yes. When she started again, I had to ask right away since I was so close. She answered yes and I came for what seemed like forever. Mistress drew out the orgasm and sucked out every last drop. It was one of the best orgasms I've ever had. Afterwards, we had a cute moment and I kissed her goodbye.

The small package wrapped in red tissue paper sat on the passenger seat of my car. I waited in anticipation to see him drive up and park in the spot next to me as instructed. I didn't know what car to look for but I knew as soon as the electric blue pick up truck pulled up that it was him. I made eye contact before exiting my car and coming around to meet him. He immediately handed me the envelope with nothing but "Joy" written on the outside. I took it from him with a big smile on my face...it's what I had been waiting 3 days for. A precious tiny package containing 2 very special keys and the list of pet name and phrases that made his heart flutter. I set the envelope in my car as I handed him the small package and told him to not to open it until I gave him instructions to do so. Little did he know that it contained a pair of my lace panties that I would ask him to put on for me in the coming days.

Every time I brushed his chest I could see him wince in pain and I knew that the nipple clamps I'd directed him to wear for the last 20 minutes were starting to take their toll. I lightly dragged my fingers across his shirt as he drew in a sharp breath indicating the pain the sensation was causing. I asked him "Are you ready for these to come off?"...to which he replied "Yes please Mistress." Despite the random cars parked near us, I lifted one side of his t-shirt and gently squeezed the clamp releasing it's firm grip. Again he let out an intense breath which sent shivers through my own body. As a reward I bent towards him and gently kissed his nipple and the surrounding area. I could tell it was still tender as I could feel his body respond when my tongue circled his skin. I repeated the same on the other side after which he responded with a very appreciative "Thank you Mistress." I could feel the excitement in him growing... the experience of releasing control to someone he'd only met 3 days prior and seeing for the first time. He gave it all to me... every breath, every emotion, every response. I couldn't resist the urge to graze my hand against his crotch where I knew the metal cage surrounding his cock that he'd applied 2 days ago at my command, was growing ever tighter and tighter. The only 2 keys sitting safely in the envelope in MY car for at least the next 5 days. My own arousal was growing so intense that I could no longer resist him. I ran my hand up the back of his neck, grabbed a tight fistful of hair and pulled his mouth down into mine. I kissed him hard and deep and he responded in kind. I closed my fist even tighter and moved his ear to my mouth. I licked him softly before whispering..."I'm going to have so much fun with you..." to which he responded weakly "Oh shit..." before his knees actually buckled beneath him. I wanted more. Oh God, I wanted all of him in that moment but I knew that in order to grow his desire I had to deny him... and myself. So I pulled away from him and walked around to my car. He looked at me longingly and said "Dont you want to see it?" Too which I replied "Oh, I know what it looks like..." then got into my car. I met his eyes as I started the engine and backed away leaving him there wanting. I knew our adventure had just begun...

Tuna melt or Margarita Flatbread? My eyes scanned the room service menu as my taste buds pondered my dinner decision. I made a selection and called it into the concierge. I made sure to request a male delivery person along with my Diet Coke and extra ice. I knew that I had about 45 minutes before the delivery arrived so I drew myself a bubble bath. As I nestled down into the water and felt the heat rush over my body I put my favourite show on the phone and propped it up near the tub. Before long I had dozed off and awoke to the sound of a knock at my hotel door.

I had purposely left the bathroom door cracked open so I yelled "Please come in!" I knew he'd have a master key and would be able to let himself in. As I heard the wheels of the food service tray enter I called from the bathroom, "Please put the food near the desk." After he finished and I could hear him walking back towards the door I said "Would you be so kind as to please hand me my robe?...it's lying on the bed." He called back out, quite unsurely "Um, yes Ma'am."

Within a few seconds he was stepping into the bathroom backwards holding my robe out behind him, trying hard not to look. I said "Oh sweetie, come closer please I can't reach." He stepped back a few more steps as I stood up out of the water. I could see his eyes glance in the mirror and scan my naked body, bubbles sliding over my breasts to my tummy and down my legs. It was obvious that he'd become aroused by the instant bulge that appeared in his pants. I took the robe from his hand and wrapped it around my wet body stepping carefully out of the tub onto the mat. I asked him about his next delivery to which he replied I was his last stop of the night. It was then that I decided to take advantage of the situation. I didn't say anything as I walked past him, turned off the light to the bathroom, took his hand and led him to the bedroom. I sat down on the edge of the bed and motioned him to kneel on the floor in front of me. I spread my knees wide apart and made sure that the robe fell to each side of my thighs. I looked him straight in the eyes and said "How would you like to provide real service tonight?" It was all he could do to nod his head up-and-down as I put my hand on the back of his neck and pulled his face between my legs. I gave him step-by-step instructions on where to lick, nibble probe and suck and he followed each one to the tee. As his fingers entered me, his tongue on my clit I moaned and squealed as I climaxed and soaked the bed. He begged me for more... to let him fuck me but I kept denying him... pressing his face back into my pussy for orgasm after orgasm. Once I had cum too many times to count I pushed his face away from me and commanded him to kneel on the floor at the end of the bed, hands behind his back. I used my toy to cum 4 or 5 more times in front of him making him watch without moving. I could see he was ready to explode... but he'd see no relief from me tonight. After I'd decided I'd had enough I collapsed back on the bed... and said to him in a soft voice..."Don't move till I tell you" and I drifted off to sleep.

I awoke about 30 minutes later to find him sitting in the exact spot I'd left him. I told him he was a good boy and directed him to get up and take off his pants and underwear. Once naked from the waist down I took his boxers and told him to put his pants back on. He was still hard from the episode he had witnessed 30 minutes prior. I went to the desk and signed the bill for my dinner slipping in a $100 bill as a special tip for him. I handed him the billfold, kissed him gently on the cheek, thanked him for the service and showed him to the door.