He is taller than she had pictured and His beard is not just as she thought. Kim sensed a longing for that beard to touch her...to brush across her
skin...breasts and nipples...her inner thighs...and, heaven forbid...those most precious lips...already sensing the dampness.
His voice is soft and resonant, while at the same time instructive as He tells her of His desires. How similar they are to her own...the lust for passion mixed with painful pleasure. He looks at her and begins to relive those trips they have taken to "the room"...with its bare concrete walls...the straps on the straight chair and leather-covered bench. She
thinks of those things He did to her in that room...the painful excitement yielding to ecstasy. Kim's mind asks....can she go there again? Can she
not??
With a smile on His face He reaches over to turn her face to His and looks deeply into her eyes. "You look even more beautiful than I thought you would, Kim. I am pleased you wore the button-front, silk blouse,
that little skirt and heels." He reaches over and places a hand on her thigh...feeling her leg. "Part your legs a bit for me Kim and let your skirt ride up. I want to see those stockings with lace tops."
Here...at this restaurant overlooking the river, in the middle of the day with waiters passing by and others dining just feet away...she realizes this is not a request, but a command. Slowly....Kim does as He says.
"Now, have you done as I told you?" comes the question she had been anticipating since getting dressed. "Let me see," He directs. Not here, she think, there is a difference in showing this man the tops of your thighs in public and showing Him your breasts? Kim knew He would want to see...the moment she fastened the nipple clamps in place. But she had assumed it would be when the two were in private..not here????
"Show me Kim...show me the clamps...now!" She has no choice. Looking around to see if others are watching, Kim coyly unbuttons the top of the blouse and pulls it to the side, hoping He can see. "Your bra is in the way, Kim, I cannot see them." Dare she go further? Dare she not? Kim takes the napkin from her lap and holds it to her mouth, as if blotting those luscious lips, while at the same time reaching her other hand inside the silk blouse, pushing the lacy cup down and exposing the pert, clamped nipple. From His wide smile she knows He approves.
As Kim scrambles to cover yourself, she prays He does not ask to be shown what else He had told her to do. His stare is penetrating. She knows the question is coming and she closes her eyes....squeezing her legs tightly. "Kim, do you have it in?" It...oh my god...He wants to know about it. Clinching her legs tighter she replies..."yes Sir."
"Tell me what it is, Kim. Tell me what you have up your pretty little cunt," He commands. "Is it the little vibe??? Did you really do that for Me" With a shudder Kim bites her lip and whispers..."yes, I did it for you Sir."
He leans over and kisses her cheek. It excites her so inside knowing that is not all she will do for Him this day.
"Come, let's leave this place," He says, paying the bill and rising from the table. She follows Him to the car and they drive to a near-by motel, her heart now racing.
"We are in room 188, Kim. I am going in and freshen up. You must wait in the car until you have counted to 100. Then you shall remove all your clothes, except for the stockings and heels before coming into
the room.
He looks at her, waiting for the command to sink in, seeing the puzzlement on her face. To her surprise, He reaches between her legs and flicks the vibe to medium. "I want you to be good and wet for Me when you enter, you slut. And so you do not disturb anyone, you will wear this," He instructs, putting a ball-gag in her mouth and fastening the strap behind her head.
"You do understand what I have instructed, don't you Kim?" She nods her reply yes, feeling the wetness become more apparent between her legs as He gets out of the car and goes into the room.
Ninety-eight, ninety-nine, one hundred she thinks quickly to herself as she removes the blouse, the bra and slides the skirt down over her legs, letting it drop to the floorboard. Kim slinks down in the front seat, looking quickly both ways to see if anyone else is in the parking lot...then looking again to make sure. Room 188 is just to the left in front of her.
She calculates how long it will take her to open the door, run around in front of the car and into that room where He awaits her. Just a few seconds, Kim figures and she feels the juices dripping down her thighs just thinking of streaking those few feet.
Quickly, she takes another look...it is clear as she opens the door, climbs out quickly and runs to door of room 188, clad only in the heels and stockings. Locked...the door to the room is locked! He has not left it open as she thought He would. Kim knocks quickly...looking to see if anyone else is around. There is no response....and she knocks harder, then begins to pound with her fist hearing voices from a door opening to her right. The tears well up in Kim eyes...standing there naked, pounding on the door as people are about to come out, her nipples still clamped and the vibe humming inside her dripping pussy. She cries, pounding the door harder as the noise from next door growing louder.
"Kim! Come over here," she hears the command. "Come here now slut!" It is Him, standing in the doorway of the adjacent room. Kim turns, looks quickly, then runs to her Master as the couple she had heard next door come outside. Inside the room, she feels safe. But after being so humiliated she wonders....is she?
