Scared

Her high heeled boots clicked on the pavement. The taxi she had called for was waiting on the other side of the street. Stupid guy. Why couldnt he stop closer to her door. Everyone could see her now and she didnt want that. "Dont worry" she said to herself. "Noone knows where I am going and what I am going to do. I am wearing a long coat and they can only see my boots".

Not really made for walking those boots. Black shiney leather, spiked heels. The taxiguy was oggling her and she gave him an angry look. Stupid bastard. He opened the backdoor for her and she got in. Her coat fell open revealing a short black leather skirt a tight top and black stockings.

Dressed to kill and the taxiguy couldnt get his eyes of her. She knew she looked good, but not for him. "Nice clothes" he said with a cunning smile. "Yeah, yeah. Fetishparty", she gave him her dirtiest look. "What party?" He really looked amazed, but she didnt have patience with his curiousity. "Never mind. Take me to the Hilton Hotel. And hurry a bit!".

She tried to relax. Fifteen minute drive. "Sit back" she told herself. "Everything is ok. He is waiting in room 382. I look great and I need to go there!". She lit a cigarette and inhaled deeply with closed eyes.
"I dont have to do this" she told herself again, "but I want it and I will do it!". Her heart still raced, but the cigarette calmed her down a little bit.

The hotel was big, but she knew where she was going. Her legs felt a bit shakey and her heart was still pounding, but before she knew it she was in the elevator to the 3rd floor. Nobody had tried to stop her on her way in. If that had happened she would have gone back home. But she had decided. This was going to happen.

Room 382. The door opened and the guy was big. One meter eighty at least and maybe 80 kilos. "Hello Mistress" he said. He had a dark voice, brown eyes and almost black hair. He stepped back when and she handed him her coa. She entered the room. Bed, chairs, small table, closet. She smiled. There was a bottle of white wine on the table with 2 glasses. Just as she had told him on the phone.

She sat down in a chair and crossed her legs. Long slim legs in soft nylon and shiney leather. No men could resist them. He was staring at them. Good. "Wine slave!" She put on her most bitchy tone of voice. The effect on him was great. He almost stumbled over his legs to poor her a glass and fumbled with his lighter to help her with the cigarette she had produced from her small purse.

His hand shook and it made her relax. "Are you nervous slave? Why my little boy? You said you had done this before!"
He tried to respond, but the words only came out as if his mouth was filled with food.
"Shut up!" she bitched.

"Make yourself comfortable"she smiled cruelly. "Get on the floor!" she pointed her finger at him. "On your knees!".

He almost fell to the floor and she loved it.
"Come here and lick my boots!". He crawled up to her, staring at her boots and started kissing them.
"I didnt say you could kiss them! Lick them like a dog!" She kicked one of her boots at his breast and moaning he started to lick her boots. "Thats better" she agreed and she blew out a cloud of smoke. She started to like this. She couldnt understand why, but the guy on his knees, licking her boots made her feel powerfull.

"Good boy" she complimented him. "Clean my boots real good with that slutty tongue of yours. I know you have been dreaming of this for so long". She didnt know where the words were coming from, but she could see they had a great effect on the guy. His dick was growing harder and harder in his tight pants and he licked her boots with closed eyes as if his life depended on it.

"Now my heels slut!" she had her bitchy voice on again and she loved what it did to him. His eyes went big and his mouth opened in a scared look. Cool!
"Suck my heels slut! Are you deaf?" She thrusted a sharp heel towards his mouth, scratching his cheek a bit. His hand went to the small wound. "Dont touch your cheek idiot!" She almost kicked him again. "I told you to suck my heel so do it!".

A small high scared sound escaped his mouth. But he couldnt refuse her order. His hands guided her heel to his mouth and he started sucking, watching her with his big scared puppy-eyes. She almost liked this slut of guy.
"Suck harder doggy! You want me happy don't you! Take that heel deeper in your mouth!" Delighted she watched him almost gag on her heel. His head was bobbing up and down trying to get all the more then 10 cm heel in his mouth and she felt her nipples getting hard.

She could make him do anything she wanted.

"Stop slave!" she ordered him. "Enough! I want to see if you are really sub! Come closer!" She winked him closer with a finger and put a hand under his chin.
"Now open your mouth and stick out your tongue!" His tongue was pink and long and his eyes looked at her pleadingly.
"Hold that tongue there!" she warned him with a stern voice. "If you move you will pay the consequences!" In her other hand was her cigarette and she tipped the ashes on his tongue. He didnt flinch. Not even when she threatened to put the glowing end of the cigarette on his tongue. She smiled. "Good slave! You may swallow now".

He could have spitted the ashes on the floor, but he didnt. He just pulled his tongue back and swallowed. All the time staring at her face.

"More wine and a cig slave". She pushed him away with her hands. "And I want some music. Something to dance on!".
"CRAWL!" she almost shouted when he tried to stand up. "I will tell you when to stand!"

He poured her a fresh glass of the excellent wine, lit another cigarette and then crawled to the tv to find a musicstation.
Shakira was on. The beautiful great dancing singer with her song about Africa. "Waka waka" she sang. "Dance for me slut and strip your clothes of! Stand and dance!"

He stood stiffly and started to move a bit. "Put the tv louder slutty and really dance for me! Lose those clothes and dance suckboy!"
She cheered him on loudly and blew smoke in his direction. "Shake that belly slave and get your pants off!"
He couldnt dance at all and lost the rythm of the music every 10 seconds. She couldnt stop laughing. He loved humiliation and she loved to give it.

"Oh my god you are a bad dancer. Try harder to seduce me slave. Do you think this impresses me? You are so slow. Dont trip over your underpants!"

He was sweating like a pig and she could hear him take quick breaths. But he didnt stop dancing. "Faster my little clown. I want your shirt on the floor as well! Move those arms and shake that cute slut ass!"

"More wine now and another cig! And keep dancing" He danced towards her and she gave him a smile of her beautiful mouth. His dick twitched and grew even harder.
"NO CUMMING!" Her voice was like steel again and the smile that had entered his face, left like snow for the sun.

"If you cum before I tell you to, I will cut of your balls!" She almost touched his balls with her menacing long fingernails and she saw his cock twitch again. "Dont you DARE!" She threw the cold glass of wine over his dick and saw it shrink to normal proportions again.

"On your knees slut! I will teach you to listen to me! And you better listen carefull because I'm going to have you wrapped around my little pinky and your life wont be the same after that. You will be mine forever! Do you want it my slut?"

His deep moan said enough.

"I bet your little cock wants some attention huh. I bet you would love to stroke it while you stare at me! Well its your lucky day. Go ahead pull your cock out and stroke it really soft up and down. BUT YOU ARE NOT GOING TO CUM!"

"Crawl over here and kiss me. And you better kiss me like you have never kissed your Mistress before". She had opened her legs and pulled her skirt up a bit. The small black panties were beautiful.

"You know what I want you to do. I want to find a piece of cloth and wrap it around your little cock. Maybe your hankerchief. Wrap it nice and snug so you can feel the smooth feeling against your cock. just imagine that it is my panties wrapped around your cock. You are in my control slut!"

He was sitting in front of her on his knees. His mouth was open and he drooled a bit.

"Its time for your main course slave boy. Come over here on your knees and kiss my panties!"

She thought he was going to faint. "COME HERE I SAID. I OWN YOU AND YOU WILL DO WHATEVER I SAY!"

Carefully he put his head between her legs and started to kiss the black cloth. "Did I say you could breath? Just kiss my silky panties and rub the head of your little cock for me! RUB IT AND KISS ME SLUT!"

"You like imagining my soft silky hand stroking your cock huh? That really turns you on. What about if I removed my silky soft panties and rubbed them up and down you cock?"

She heard him take a sharp excited breath. "Awwwww you are so easy to control! Do you really think I would undress for you? Never my slut!"

She pushed him away with her hands. "Allright slave boy its time for you to show how much you appreciate your Mistress". She was out of the chair now with her back towards him.

"Take your hands off your cock and bring your mouth over here! Stop strocking I said!" She kicked a heel backwards and missed his balls by a centimeter. He cried a scared shout but she ignored him.

"Listen to me! Or do you really want your balls crushed? I want your lips on my ass NOW. Show your Mistress how much you want to kiss her perfect little ass. Cum on little slave. If you are a good boy you may even get a reward. You would like that huh? I may let you rub your cock up and down my perfect soft little tushy" Her voice was almost seductive now and he was kissing her ass all over.

"But you have to earn that reward slaveboy. I want to feel your lips all over my perfect ass and panties. Go ahead and rub the head of your cock while you kiss your Mistresses ass.
Make that little cock grow for you Mistress. Stroke it nice and soft up and down".

He was moaning, groaning and kissing.

"You are doing a good job slut! Keep going slaveboy I never said stop. I want to feel your lips on my ass and on my panties. I want you to get me soooo wet I have to take my panties off and stuff them in your mouth!"

Her voice was driving him crazy. She could feel it in his kisses that were becoming wilder and his breath that was coming quicker and quicker.

"I bet that would turn you on huh slaveboy. My sexy panties in your mouth! Do you think you deserve them" He moaned something that she couldnt understand.

"Lay down on the ground slave. I want to sit on your face with these perfect panties. I want you to worship me!"

She took a few steps back and lowered her hips so he was forced to lie down on the floor.

"Keep those lips on my ass slut! I want you to kiss the whole way around my panties. I want to feel your lips against my skin. I want you to worship my ass like you have never done before!!

She pushed her hips down and sat on his face crushing his nose. "I think I'm almost ready to pull these panties off and put them on you! I would love to see you crawl around in my panties. The soft feeling against your cock would make you go overboard huh. You would be my little pantyboy. I think you would really like that!"

He was wanking his dick like crazy and she could feel he was ready to cum.

"STOP WANKING SLUT! Not so fast! I told you that you couldnt cum without my permission!!"

She stood up and kicked at his hands that were still at his cock. "Wait unntill I tell you you can wank! Be patient! What are you? Some kind of animal?"

She stood high above him now. Looking in his eyes with a look that almost made him beg for mercy. "Now wank slowly for me. Control yourself. Jerk that small cock boy and worship your Mistress!"

She straightened her clothes and watched him jerk for her. Staring at her with his dark eyes. He followed every move she made. How she straightened her long hair, smoothed the wrinkles out of her skirt, pulled up her long boots.
"You ruined my pantyhose slut". She showed him 2 holes in her hose. "I should punish you for it". Her heels hang threatingly above his crotch and he stopped pulling his cock.
"Scared puppy'" she laughed teasingly. "Come on, wank for your Mistress!" His cock got a little push with her boot and the precum dripped out. "Good boy" she cooed at him. "You are so ready to cum for me! Now where is your wallet? Don't tell me! Point at it with your dick!"

He moved his shoulders and hand in the direction of the door. His coat on a hanger. "Good boy! Keep wanking and keep watching me!"
With swaying hips she walked to his coat and fished out his wallet.

"Wank harder now slut, while I check out your wallet!" She turned towards him and opened his wallet.
"Really wank it hard now! I want you to cum all over yourself! Shoot that load on your belly and your legs. Come on, you can do it!"

Do you think €250 euro will cover the holes in my pantyhose?" She pulled the banknotes out of the wallet and waved them in the air. "Or do you think 350 euro is better?"she pulled another 100 out of the wallet", licking her lips.

"Wank slave and CUM NOWWW". She watched smiling how the first jets of sperm flashed out of his twitching dick.

"Keep jacking that cock for me slave, untill there is nothing left. Thank you for the great game .. Call me soon". She closed the door.

The End