The day after my second date with Alyssa I was supremely thrilled about all the possibilities in fulfilling both our fantasies. There were numerous scenarios floating in my head with one just as good as the other. I called Ally at work and laid out the evening. “Are you there slave”, I asked. In a decidedly excited tone she responded, “Yes master, oh yes, thank you for calling. How can I serve you? “Tonight you will wear the tightest dress you have. I want everyone to see how beautiful you and your curves are. Next, wear the stilettos I saw in your closet. No bra and no panties either, in case I want to have my way with you, anywhere and everywhere!”
“But I don’t know if…”, “No buts! You will do as you are
You Porn told. If you were uncomfortable with situations like this in the past you’d better enjoy them now. Remember, I still must decide if you are worthy enough to be my slave and the word “but” will not endear you to me.” Alyssa answered apologetically, “Master, I am so sorry that I have already put doubt in your mind as to my worth. Please do not think that anything you say will not be followed through. I am here to serve you and fulfill all your wishes and desires. I will do as I am told.”
I still couldn’t believe what was going on. This smokin’ hot babe was under my complete control. It was my job to lead us through each sexual situation to benefit us both. This was the first time I’d really had a loyal and willing subject. I could tell by the tone in her voice and her mannerisms in our two previous meetings that she loved it. It was only a matter of time that we would be crossing more sexual boundaries together.
When I got to her place and she opened the
Porno door I was transfixed by her amazing beauty. Her dark outfit did not hide any curves. It fit her body to a T as I could see the full outline of her 34B tits and rock hard nipples that poked through the fabric. The back of her dress left no doubt as to her not wearing any panties. The stilettos she wore were sexy as fuck even as she lost her balance a little trying to stay erect.
My initial reaction like the “old” me was to bend her over a table and pound the living fuck out of her. Instead, I refrained and stayed in complete character as the best thing for the both of us. “So far so good slave; I have brought something for you as a reward for the other night.” I unveiled enough string to tie her hands behind her back. The tying of her hands behind her back served two purposes. One, it was to keep her restrained because I knew she got off on that, giving up total control. Second, the bounding jutted her melons out even farther making her even more irresistible. “Oh master, thank”, “SILENCE,” I burst forth loudly. “You are not to speak right now unless spoken to. I am going to tie your hands together for tonight. You are not to get out of them under any costs.”
