The Interview [submissive female(s) needed]

[FaveGirlFriday]

He sits quietly for a moment, regarding you intently but also casually, a bemused look on his face.

"Interesting," he says. "Most of the women who sit in that chair are terribly embarrassed when I ask them how they masturbate. But you answered straight away, even though I suspect that I am the first person you've ever told about your glass dildo. That is good.

"And it's also good to know that you are already comfortable using words like 'clit' and 'cock,' because I like to hear dirty talk from my subs. If I choose you, you will learn to speak like a five-dollar whore from Bridge Street. You will ask permission to suck all the cum out of my balls, and you will beg me to stretch out your tight little asshole with my big hard dick. And you've already shown me that it won't take much to get you talking like a filthy slut."

He pauses to watch you shift in your seat, and smiles again.

"But I am also disappointed, because it's obvious to me that you are holding something back, even though I asked you to be completely honest in your answers. You told me how it excites you to think about being controlled and dominated sexually, but then you told me that you don't really think about anything when you cum. And you and I both know that's not true."

The man pauses for a moment and sits back in his chair. The door behind him opens and the 6-foot blonde woman from the street walks into the room. She is still wearing the bright red heels and the bright red lipstick, but other than that, she is stark naked. She is thin, lithe, elegant. Her entire body gleams from the light of the room, pale except for the tiny pink nipples pointing out from her smallish breasts, and the light brown tuft of pubic hair between her legs. She walks over to the man's chair and turns her naked back to you, kneeling between the man's legs. Her tight, rounded white bottom is on display to you, her delicate pink vaginal lips and her tiny, puckered anus clearly visible. Her head is level with the man's crotch, and although you cannot see what she is doing, it is obvious that she is undoing his pants. In a moment, her head starts to bob slowly up and down, and there can be no doubt that she is sucking his penis.

The man does not even acknowledge the tall woman's presence. He sits back in his chair and looks directly at you.

"All of us have certain triggers, thoughts or images that are so exciting that they send us into a sexual frenzy. I, for example, love to have my cock worshiped. I imagine a beautiful young woman -- just like you -- on her knees with my prick in her mouth. She looks up at me while she sucks my dick, and licks my balls, and strokes my asshole with her finger, whatever I want, her whole world reduced to pleasing my cock and making it cum. Thinking about that makes me almost crazed with lust."

As he talks, the blonde woman's head continues to move up and down in the man's lap. You can occasionally hear her moan softly or make a lewd slurping sound.

"And I know you have a sexual trigger too, something that you think about when you are playing with yourself, something that excites you so much that it makes you cum. And because you wouldn't tell me what it is, I know it is something that embarrasses you. Thinking about it makes you feel dirty and ashamed, and it makes you wonder if you are a slut. You don't want to think about it, but you can't help it. When you're fucking yourself with that glass dildo, and you want to cum, you stop worrying about being a good girl and you let yourself become that slut, you let yourself be dirty, and wicked, and depraved, and that's when you cum, isn't it?

"And that's why you're here, because somewhere, deep down, you want to be that dirty slut, to give yourself over to all those wicked desires you're ashamed to even admit to yourself. That's why right now, even though you desperately want to avoid telling me those dirty thoughts that make you cum, your nipples are hard and your cunt is dripping wet, isn't it? Deep down, you want to tell me what a dirty slut you are, don't you?

"Well, this is your last chance, my beauty. Right now, you can either tell me all those dirty thoughts, or you can get up and go home. I ask you, for the second and final time: what do you think about when you cum?"

When he mentioned his big, hard dick stretching out my asshole, my mouth almost fell open.

I could see him, bending me over the arm of the chair that he was at this very moment occupying, entering me forcefully and thrusting with deep strokes. I saw it all; his gorgeous ass grinding forward repeatedly, his hands grasping fistfuls of my hair, my back bowing as my face conveys my ecstasy and pain.

And then he informs me that everything that I've shared with him, things I've never mentioned to anyone, ever, that it's not enough. What does he want from me? Surely there are subjects too taboo to discuss even with him. I feel as though I have already laid my soul bare to him, but he wants me to have nothing left for myself. How can he question my commitment to an open discourse when all my cards are on the table. Well, he can have it, I'm not betting with my self respect.

And then the Amazonian comes in and starts sucking him off. And I am jealous. Of the fact that another woman is enjoying this complete stranger's cock. I want to be between his legs while he casually carries on a conversation with another. I want that familiarity, that complete and total loss of propriety, for myself.

I decide to pull out my ace.

"You know what I think about when I come? I think about being such a fucking whore that even though I've been degraded, humiliated, paid for, held down, and used, I loved every single second of it. That's what I'm thinking about when I cum so hard that I think it just might kill me."

 

[Dr_O]

I knew immediately this was no child’s game….I was in a grown up’s world, and if I wanted to stay, I was going to have to share the most intimate details of my sexual life. There was no room for hesitation.

I swallowed hard, and began to tell him everything he asked for.

"Well, I…..sometimes, when the mood strikes me…I feel it, first a tingling in my p-pussy….and I’m wet. I usually start to take off clothes, sometimes leaving a blouse on and just getting naked from the waist down. I can masturbate anywhere…in my car, the living room while my boyfriend and I are watching television, him unaware if I choose to keep it a secret….

My favorite spot is in my bedroom, on my bed, completely spread out. My hands, drift down my belly, to my lips, gently caressing them, then sliding in my wet pink folds, finding that special spot, my clit, softly circling it on top, over and over, putting my fingers in my pussy, getting them nice and wet, then back to my clit. My legs bend and I raise them up, giving me better access to my g-spot.

I’m pretty vocal the whole time, softly moaning and whimpering, telling myself “You are such a dirty little slut….. filthy whore…. playing with yourself in the middle of the day”--thinking about what a slut I am turns me on the most…..then I start to pant wildly as the orgasm comes close….and then….then……as it hits, I scream my boyfriend’s name…”Michael, Michael….please…..fuck me….Yes, yes, yessss….”….and all I can see and think of while I orgasm is his face watching me cum."

"Sir."

He watched her for a moment.

"You're lying," he said bluntly. "My only request was that you answer me honestly, and you lied. I think you do like the idea of being a dirty little slut, but I don't think you are one yet. I don't think you masturbate in front of your boyfriend. Maybe you want to, but you are afraid to tell him, afraid he'll leave you if he knows about all those dirty slutty thoughts you have every day.

"And I know you don't call out his name when you are playing with yourself, and you damn sure don't think about his face when you cum. If you did, you wouldn't be here right now, fidgeting in your chair and wondering if I'm going to walk over there and fuck your pretty little mouth.

"So Jennifer, I know you lied about what makes you cum, and because you lied, I know that you're embarrassed by what turns you on, ashamed of those images in your head that make your cunt pulse with desire. So what is it? Do you actually have a little vibrator that you slide into your ass, imagining that a total stranger is holding you down and fucking your asshole? Is that what makes you cum? Or is it even worse? Do you just think about having a big, hard cock in your mouth -- you don't even know whose cock it is -- and do you think about that cock throbbing and spurting cum all over your face? Or something even dirtier? Is that what makes you cum, Jennifer?

"I will give you one more chance to be honest with me. But right now, I want you to become that dirty slut you secretly hope you can be. Tell me those wicked, depraved thoughts that always make you cum when you masturbate.

"And as punishment for lying to me, I want you to take your panties off and spread your legs so I can see your cunt and asshole. You will stay spread open for the rest of the interview.

"So either take those panties off and start telling me all those slutty thoughts you have, or get up and go home. Right now."

 

[Dr_O]

When he mentioned his big, hard dick stretching out my asshole, my mouth almost fell open.

I could see him, bending me over the arm of the chair that he was at this very moment occupying, entering me forcefully and thrusting with deep strokes. I saw it all; his gorgeous ass grinding forward repeatedly, his hands grasping fistfuls of my hair, my back bowing as my face conveys my ecstasy and pain.

And then he informs me that everything that I've shared with him, things I've never mentioned to anyone, ever, that it's not enough. What does he want from me? Surely there are subjects too taboo to discuss even with him. I feel as though I have already laid my soul bare to him, but he wants me to have nothing left for myself. How can he question my commitment to an open discourse when all my cards are on the table. Well, he can have it, I'm not betting with my self respect.

And then the Amazonian comes in and starts sucking him off. And I am jealous. Of the fact that another woman is enjoying this complete stranger's cock. I want to be between his legs while he casually carries on a conversation with another. I want that familiarity, that complete and total loss of propriety, for myself.

I decide to pull out my ace.

"You know what I think about when I come? I think about being such a fucking whore that even though I've been degraded, humiliated, paid for, held down, and used, I loved every single second of it. That's what I'm thinking about when I cum so hard that I think it just might kill me."

He smiles and nods. "Much better. Now I am starting to learn what I need to know about you. Many subs want to be controlled but not humiliated, so it's good to know that the thought of being used and degraded makes you cum.

"But you may not even realize that you're still holding back. I believe you when you say that you think about being humiliated when you cum. But humiliation and degradation are just concepts. People don't fantasize about concepts. They think about specific images, or scenarios, or events. You've told me that being degraded excites you, but you haven't told me what you think of as humiliating.

"Tell me, my dear, what could I do to you that would be extremely degrading and humiliating for you? Pretend that I control you absolutely. What could I force you to do that would make you cum so very hard when you thought about it later? What if I made you lick my asshole while I jacked off on your face, then forced you to leave my cum on your face and in your hair while you went to work? What if I forced you to bend over and spread your ass cheeks apart for me, so I could use your pussy and asshole to make my dick feel good? What could I do to you that would make you feel so used, and degraded, that you would have to masturbate before you even got home?"

He pauses, looking at her, then down at the blonde's head in his lap, then back up at her. He smiles again.

"And by all means, feel free to come over here if you want to watch me get my dick sucked."

 

[Dr_O]

OOC: Bump for any other submissive females who want to participate...

 

[FaveGirlFriday]

He smiles and nods. "Much better. Now I am starting to learn what I need to know about you. Many subs want to be controlled but not humiliated, so it's good to know that the thought of being used and degraded makes you cum.

"But you may not even realize that you're still holding back. I believe you when you say that you think about being humiliated when you cum. But humiliation and degradation are just concepts. People don't fantasize about concepts. They think about specific images, or scenarios, or events. You've told me that being degraded excites you, but you haven't told me what you think of as humiliating.

"Tell me, my dear, what could I do to you that would be extremely degrading and humiliating for you? Pretend that I control you absolutely. What could I force you to do that would make you cum so very hard when you thought about it later? What if I made you lick my asshole while I jacked off on your face, then forced you to leave my cum on your face and in your hair while you went to work? What if I forced you to bend over and spread your ass cheeks apart for me, so I could use your pussy and asshole to make my dick feel good? What could I do to you that would make you feel so used, and degraded, that you would have to masturbate before you even got home?"

He pauses, looking at her, then down at the blonde's head in his lap, then back up at her. He smiles again.

"And by all means, feel free to come over here if you want to watch me get my dick sucked."

I rise to my feet, and deciding that I'm not leaving any time soon, I take off my coat. I walk towards him slowly as he smiles. I like it, his smile. I don't want to do anything that will make it vanish.

As I near his chair, he moves his right arm back from its greedy position on the arm rest until it dangles off towards the side. He looks down at the arm rest, then back up at me, indicating his desire for me to sit. One of his knees crowds the blonde woman in, making her adjust to her right. Her eager lips never stop pumping. There is now room for me to sit, angled in towards the pair.

My gaze falls on his companion. Her juicy red lips have stained your cock a darker shade of hungry. There is something beautiful about her rhythmic meekness. I am definitely wet now, and glad that I chose to wear panties. I long to see his exposed chest and consider asking to take down his buttons. But as he said himself, no sexual contact at the interview, and I don't want to overstep his boundaries.

I look him in the eye, a sexy smirk now twisting his mouth.

"You're wrong about the ways that I might want to be humiliated. Cum on my face at the office, your brand on display for the world to see. I don't want that. Outside those doors, I'm amazing. Smart, confident, and in control of my life. I don't want that to change. Yes, I would like to worship you're cock, to feel you're hands on the back of my head, you fucking my face," I slowly smile, "I do want you to bend me over and punish my holes."

"I'm new at this, running on instinct. I don't know all the right things to say because I haven't thought it all through yet. I do know that I want your force, I want you to know that I mean yes when I say no."

My eyes look to his, wanting answers, guidance.

 

[impatient]

He watched her for a moment.

"You're lying," he said bluntly. "My only request was that you answer me honestly, and you lied. I think you do like the idea of being a dirty little slut, but I don't think you are one yet. I don't think you masturbate in front of your boyfriend. Maybe you want to, but you are afraid to tell him, afraid he'll leave you if he knows about all those dirty slutty thoughts you have every day.

"And I know you don't call out his name when you are playing with yourself, and you damn sure don't think about his face when you cum. If you did, you wouldn't be here right now, fidgeting in your chair and wondering if I'm going to walk over there and fuck your pretty little mouth.

"So Jennifer, I know you lied about what makes you cum, and because you lied, I know that you're embarrassed by what turns you on, ashamed of those images in your head that make your cunt pulse with desire. So what is it? Do you actually have a little vibrator that you slide into your ass, imagining that a total stranger is holding you down and fucking your asshole? Is that what makes you cum? Or is it even worse? Do you just think about having a big, hard cock in your mouth -- you don't even know whose cock it is -- and do you think about that cock throbbing and spurting cum all over your face? Or something even dirtier? Is that what makes you cum, Jennifer?

"I will give you one more chance to be honest with me. But right now, I want you to become that dirty slut you secretly hope you can be. Tell me those wicked, depraved thoughts that always make you cum when you masturbate.

"And as punishment for lying to me, I want you to take your panties off and spread your legs so I can see your cunt and asshole. You will stay spread open for the rest of the interview.

"So either take those panties off and start telling me all those slutty thoughts you have, or get up and go home. Right now."

~Basking in the afterglow~

If there was ever any doubt in my mind whether I was in the right place, those doubts were long gone.

The reason that I know this, is because after the mindfuck that he just delivered, all I wanted to do was drop to my knees and beg for forgiveness.

I gathered the hem of my dress and pulled it up to my thighs, then slid my hands underneath, snagging the crinkly red satin band of the thong with my fingers. Without hesitation, I slowly pulled it down and let it slip to the floor, never taking my eyes off of him. Then, feeling a surge of raw desire and delicious humiliation, I scooted down a little in the chair, and painstakingly spread my legs, his eyes now devouring the most private parts of me.

“Sir, I swear to you, if what I said was untrue, it was not intentional. I am….so…confused and frightened. What I do know…is that everything you just said to me caused my eyes to blaze…..my chest to ache....

I don’t think it is so much physical for me….it is not a specific act within itself that causes me to cum….it’s the mental control behind it. A Dominant man telling me to do something- it may be something as mundane as telling me what thong to wear, to telling me calmly to get on my knees and beg for his cock. It’s the fact that he is in control, no matter what. THAT turns me on- a man who doesn’t waiver.”

“Please..... give me another chance to show you how much I want to stay here….” I said softly, my eyes silently begging for mercy.

 

[Dr_O]

I rise to my feet, and deciding that I'm not leaving any time soon, I take off my coat. I walk towards him slowly as he smiles. I like it, his smile. I don't want to do anything that will make it vanish.

As I near his chair, he moves his right arm back from its greedy position on the arm rest until it dangles off towards the side. He looks down at the arm rest, then back up at me, indicating his desire for me to sit. One of his knees crowds the blonde woman in, making her adjust to her right. Her eager lips never stop pumping. There is now room for me to sit, angled in towards the pair.

My gaze falls on his companion. Her juicy red lips have stained your cock a darker shade of hungry. There is something beautiful about her rhythmic meekness. I am definitely wet now, and glad that I chose to wear panties. I long to see his exposed chest and consider asking to take down his buttons. But as he said himself, no sexual contact at the interview, and I don't want to overstep his boundaries.

I look him in the eye, a sexy smirk now twisting his mouth.

"You're wrong about the ways that I might want to be humiliated. Cum on my face at the office, your brand on display for the world to see. I don't want that. Outside those doors, I'm amazing. Smart, confident, and in control of my life. I don't want that to change. Yes, I would like to worship you're cock, to feel you're hands on the back of my head, you fucking my face," I slowly smile, "I do want you to bend me over and punish my holes."

"I'm new at this, running on instinct. I don't know all the right things to say because I haven't thought it all through yet. I do know that I want your force, I want you to know that I mean yes when I say no."

My eyes look to his, wanting answers, guidance.

"'Punish your holes,' huh?" the man says, grinning slyly. "We'll see about that. If I choose you, I will definitely spend a lot of time fucking your cunt and asshole. But I really need another great cocksucker like Elena here. In fact, get down on your knees next to Elena so you can really pay attention to what she's doing. Elena loves having my dick in her mouth."

Elena pulls her mouth off his dick with a little wet pop! "This is what I think about when I cum," she says, looking at you. Her hand is slowly sliding up and down the man's hard penis, which is wet and glistening in the light. "Getting to suck this beautiful cock every day." She grins and shoves the man's prick back into her mouth again.

The man caresses Elena's hair affectionately as she starts blowing him again, then looks back into your eyes. "So what do you think? Do you want to be my personal cocksucker? How would you make my dick feel good if I let you suck it?"

 

[Dr_O]

~Basking in the afterglow~

If there was ever any doubt in my mind whether I was in the right place, those doubts were long gone.

The reason that I know this, is because after the mindfuck that he just delivered, all I wanted to do was drop to my knees and beg for forgiveness.

I gathered the hem of my dress and pulled it up to my thighs, then slid my hands underneath, snagging the crinkly red satin band of the thong with my fingers. Without hesitation, I slowly pulled it down and let it slip to the floor, never taking my eyes off of him. Then, feeling a surge of raw desire and delicious humiliation, I scooted down a little in the chair, and painstakingly spread my legs, his eyes now devouring the most private parts of me.

“Sir, I swear to you, if what I said was untrue, it was not intentional. I am….so…confused and frightened. What I do know…is that everything you just said to me caused my eyes to blaze…..my chest to ache....

I don’t think it is so much physical for me….it is not a specific act within itself that causes me to cum….it’s the mental control behind it. A Dominant man telling me to do something- it may be something mundane as telling me what thong to wear, to telling me calmly to get on my knees and beg for his cock. It’s the fact that he is in control, no matter what. THAT turns me on- a man who doesn’t waiver.”

“Please..... give me another chance to show you how much I want to stay here….” I said softly, my eyes silently begging for mercy.

The man sat calmly in his chair, a small smile playing across his lips. "So you love this Michael so much that you think about his face -- not his body -- when you make yourself cum. But here you are, your legs spread open and your cunt and asshole on display for me, and you just met me 20 minutes ago. You don't even know my fucking name."

His eyes drifted down your body, coming to rest between your legs. "You have a nice cunt," he said, staring at your cunt. "You'll have to shave it before I start fucking it, but it's nice and pretty. I think my cock would fit inside it very nicely.

"Does it turn you on to know I'm staring at your little pink pussy right now? If you're getting excited showing me your naked cunt and asshole, you can play with yourself. I'm not going to force you to do it, but I give you permission to masturbate if you want to."

 

[FaveGirlFriday]

"'Punish your holes,' huh?" the man says, grinning slyly. "We'll see about that. If I choose you, I will definitely spend a lot of time fucking your cunt and asshole. But I really need another great cocksucker like Elena here. In fact, get down on your knees next to Elena so you can really pay attention to what she's doing. Elena loves having my dick in her mouth."

Elena pulls her mouth off his dick with a little wet pop! "This is what I think about when I cum," she says, looking at you. Her hand is slowly sliding up and down the man's hard penis, which is wet and glistening in the light. "Getting to suck this beautiful cock every day." She grins and shoves the man's prick back into her mouth again.

The man caresses Elena's hair affectionately as she starts blowing him again, then looks back into your eyes. "So what do you think? Do you want to be my personal cocksucker? How would you make my dick feel good if I let you suck it?"

I think it best to show rather than tell. I get on my knees to the left of blondie, and face his crotch. He shifts his knee so that I too have access to him. I look at the blonde and watch her, fascinated for several moments. And then I lean over and kiss her cheek. She carefully lets her master's dick slide from her mouth and looks to me. I eye his beautiful cock hungrily.

And then my mouth is on hers, prepping my tongue to pleasure his cock. I reach up and caress her soft hair. This is my first time kissing a woman.

This is also my first time joining slut forces to pleasure a man.

I break reluctantly from our kiss, but I know that I will be rewarded with something even more gratifying in my mouth. I eye your cock, and then look up at your face, eyes silently begging your permission. You nod.

My hand softly cups the top of your manhood, and I lean forward and slowly use my tongue to travel the vein from base to tip. My tongue begins to circle your cock head, and I'm dying to pop it into my mouth. I tease for a few more moments and then rise higher so that I can take all of you into my mouth.

And I do. Your thick and relatively long, but I'm a good cock sucker for an amateur.
I take you in until you're bumping the back of my throat. I hold you there until my body screams for oxygen and then I suck with all my might as my mouth retreats down your shaft.

 

[impatient]

The man sat calmly in his chair, a small smile playing across his lips. "So you love this Michael so much that you think about his face -- not his body -- when you make yourself cum. But here you are, your legs spread open and your cunt and asshole on display for me, and you just met me 20 minutes ago. You don't even know my fucking name."

His eyes drifted down your body, coming to rest between your legs. "You have a nice cunt," he said, staring at your cunt. "You'll have to shave it before I start fucking it, but it's nice and pretty. I think my cock would fit inside it very nicely.

"Does it turn you on to know I'm staring at your little pink pussy right now? If you're getting excited showing me your naked cunt and asshole, you can play with yourself. I'm not going to force you to do it, but I give you permission to masturbate if you want to."

God, that’s true, I thought…..I don’t even know his name. My teeth clenched in acknowledgement of the fact that here I was….spread open for him….a total stranger……how erotic!

“Yes, it does turn me on that you are staring at me…..” I whispered, feeling ashamed but not enough to stop what I was doing.

Biting my lip, I moved my hand over my thigh to my pussy. It was sopping wet at this point, and aching to be fucked. My fingers caressed my pink wet lips and clit for him and I couldn’t help the whimpers and moans that escaped me. With my other hand, I played with my soft breasts, squeezing them and twisting my nipples. My hand gently brushed against my face, my hair, gathering it and pulling it taut.

I switched hands so I could taste my wet…smearing it on my lips and neck. It wouldn’t be long now….I was getting close….my hips beginning to buck in anticipation.

Looking into his eyes, I paused….

 

[Dr_O]

I think it best to show rather than tell. I get on my knees to the left of blondie, and face his crotch. He shifts his knee so that I too have access to him. I look at the blonde and watch her, fascinated for several moments. And then I lean over and kiss her cheek. She carefully lets her master's dick slide from her mouth and looks to me. I eye his beautiful cock hungrily.

And then my mouth is on hers, prepping my tongue to pleasure his cock. I reach up and caress her soft hair. This is my first time kissing a woman.

This is also my first time joining slut forces to pleasure a man.

I break reluctantly from our kiss, but I know that I will be rewarded with something even more gratifying in my mouth. I eye your cock, and then look up at your face, eyes silently begging your permission. You nod.

My hand softly cups the top of your manhood, and I lean forward and slowly use my tongue to travel the vein from base to tip. My tongue begins to circle your cock head, and I'm dying to pop it into my mouth. I tease for a few more moments and then rise higher so that I can take all of you into my mouth.

And I do. Your thick and relatively long, but I'm a good cock sucker for an amateur.
I take you in until you're bumping the back of my throat. I hold you there until my body screams for oxygen and then I suck with all my might as my mouth retreats down your shaft.

As you pull your mouth off my cock and look up at me, I hold up my hand. "That's enough," I say. "You only get a taste tonight. Besides, you're still not following directions very well, are you? I didn't tell you to suck my dick, I asked you to tell me why you would be a good cocksucker."

I tap Elena on the shoulder and she slides my dick back into her mouth. She looks up at me as she works my dick expertly with her lips, tongue and hand.

I look back at you. "So you don't get to suck me off any more tonight. Instead, I want you to watch Elena jerk me off on to her tongue. Keep your face right there, right close to my cock, and watch her work my dick." Then I look back down at Elena.

Elena slides my erect prick out of her mouth with a wet, slurping sound and starts jerking me off, her elegant white hand expertly pumping my hard red dick just inches from your face. She twists her hand around my shaft as she works, looking up into my eyes.

Elena looks over at you and smiles devilishly. "He wants you to watch the cum squirt out of his dick. So pay attention..." She smiles again and looks back up into my eyes, opening her mouth and pressing her tongue flat against my cock, just underneath the head. She laps at the underside of my dick as she continues stroking, slowly and relentlessly.

"She's watching, Sir," she says, almost purring. "She's going to watch your cum shoot into my mouth." And she keeps jacking me off, holding my cock against her tongue, staring up into my eyes.

Suddenly my body tenses and my hips rise, and Elena moans with excitement as my cock pulses and long ropes of white cum start to shoot out of my cock. Elena keeps her eyes on mine as she slowly pumps my cock, letting the cum squirt on her tongue, in her mouth, up on to her face, into her hair, everywhere. Elena keeps stroking, keeps my cock against her tongue while it throbs and spurts, again and again. When it finally slows and stops, Elena smiles, steals a glance at you, and then slowly, very slowly, pushes her lips back down on to my hard dick. She looks up at me, waiting with my cock in her mouth.

 

[Dr_O]

God, that’s true, I thought…..I don’t even know his name. My teeth clenched in acknowledgement of the fact that here I was….spread open for him….a total stranger……how erotic!

“Yes, it does turn me on that you are staring at me…..” I whispered, feeling ashamed but not enough to stop what I was doing.

Biting my lip, I moved my hand over my thigh to my pussy. It was sopping wet at this point, and aching to be fucked. My fingers caressed my pink wet lips and clit for him and I couldn’t help the whimpers and moans that escaped me. With my other hand, I played with my soft breasts, squeezing them and twisting my nipples. My hand gently brushed against my face, my hair, gathering it and pulling it taut.

I switched hands so I could taste my wet…smearing on my lips and neck. It wouldn’t be long now….I was getting close….my hips beginning to buck in anticipation.

Looking into his eyes, I paused….

I held up my hand. "That's enough," I said. "I didn't give you permission to cum, did I?" I leaned forward to get a better look at your cunt. "My, my, my, you were about ready to cum, weren't you? I think you do want to be a slut after all. That's good. Very good."

I sat back and smiled. "Now let's see if you can follow instructions. Scoot down and pull your ass cheeks apart so your asshole is stretched open for me. I want to get a good look at it.

"Then take some of that juice from your cunt and rub it in a little circle around your asshole for me. I want you to play with your tight little asshole while I watch.

"Then I want you to tell me about your asshole while you stroke it for me. Have you ever had a cock in your asshole? Have you ever let Michael or anyone else push his finger in your ass before? What about you? Do you ever play with your asshole when you masturbate? What about a tongue, Jennifer? Have you ever had someone's tongue on your asshole before?

"Tell me, Jennifer. I want to know how experienced that little asshole is. And I want to see if you can follow my instructions to the letter."

 

[impatient]

I held up my hand. "That's enough," I said. "I didn't give you permission to cum, did I?" I leaned forward to get a better look at your cunt. "My, my, my, you were about ready to cum, weren't you? I think you do want to be a slut after all. That's good. Very good."

I sat back and smiled. "Now let's see if you can follow instructions. Scoot down and pull your ass cheeks apart so your asshole is stretched open for me. I want to get a good look at it.

"Then take some of that juice from your cunt and rub it in a little circle around your asshole for me. I want you to play with your tight little asshole while I watch.

"Then I want you to tell me about your asshole while you stroke it for me. Have you ever had a cock in your asshole? Have you ever let Michael or anyone else push his finger in your ass before? What about you? Do you ever play with your asshole when you masturbate? What about a tongue, Jennifer? Have you ever had someone's tongue on your asshole before?

"Tell me, Jennifer. I want to know how experienced that little asshole is. And I want to see if you can follow my instructions to the letter."

I did exactly as instructed. I sunk down in the seat, took a deep breath, and spread myself for him. It was not easy, but I knew that is what he wanted, and I acquiesced to his command.

Swirling my finger inside my cunt, I slid it down to that tight soft place-that private place where I sheltered from everyone, including myself. It was unexplored territory for the most part. I swished my juices around those tiny puckered folds, feeling them twitch and release with my touch.

“There was one boyfriend of mine, before Michael, that I let fuck me there….he was not well endowed, and it wasn’t painful for me. I remember one night, I yelped aloud in his bedroom, his roommate in the next room, hearing the whole thing. I don’t know why, but I didn’t care if he heard us or not.”

“I don’t play with myself there…Michael has put his finger on it, gently probing, sometimes worming it up into me."

“A tongue…?” I gushed, my eyelids fluttering. “No…." I said softly, "I have never felt that before. I can’t imagine what that would feel like…” I added, beginning to pant, frightened and overwhelmed with desire.

 

[Dr_O]

I did exactly as instructed. I sunk down in the seat, took a deep breath, and spread myself for him. It was not easy, but I knew that is what he wanted, and I acquiesced to his command.

Swirling my finger inside my cunt, I slid it down to that tight soft place-that private place where I sheltered from everyone, including myself. It was unexplored territory for the most part. I swished my juices around those tiny puckered folds, feeling them twitch and release with my touch.

“There was one boyfriend of mine, before Michael, that I let fuck me there….he was not well endowed, and it wasn’t painful for me. I remember one night, I yelped aloud in his bedroom, his roommate in the next room, hearing the whole thing. I don’t know why, but I didn’t care if he heard us or not.”

“I don’t play with myself there…Michael has put his finger on it, gently probing, sometimes worming it up into me."

“A tongue…?” I gushed, my eyelids fluttering. “No…." I said softly, "I have never felt that before. I can’t imagine what that would feel like…” I added, beginning to pant, frightened and overwhelmed with desire.

He shook his head. "No good."

He stood up and walked over toward you, his eyes focused on your fingers as you stroked your asshole for him. He stopped about five feet away and stared down at you. Behind him, the door on the far wall opened and the tall blonde from the front of the building walked in, still wearing the ivory dress and the red heels. She walked over to him, casually watching you play with your anus, and stood behind him. She kept her eyes on you while she reached around and unzipped his pants. She worked her hand inside and fished out his half-erect cock, holding it out for you to look at. When she saw you staring at his prick, she started stroking it with her hand, jerking it right in front of you.

"Elena, tell Jennifer what she's doing wrong," he said.

Elena looked you in the eye as she kept stroking his cock slowly. "He likes his subs need to learn to talk dirty, Jennifer. He doesn't want to hear you say "there" and "it," he wants you to say 'asshole' and 'cock' and 'cunt' and all those dirty words that embarrass you."

The man looked and smiled when he saw your eyes fixed on Elena's elegant white hand as it pumped his hard cock. It was fully erect now, pointing straight up at the ceiling.

"You're stroking your asshole for me, aren't you, Jennifer?" he asked. "So you shouldn't be embarrassed talking about your asshole. Get your finger wet again and start finger-fucking your asshole for me. Then tell me again, but this time don't be so polite. Talk dirty for me if you want this cock."

 

[FaveGirlFriday]

As you pull your mouth off my cock and look up at me, I hold up my hand. "That's enough," I say. "You only get a taste tonight. Besides, you're still not following directions very well, are you? I didn't tell you to suck my dick, I asked you to tell me why you would be a good cocksucker."

I tap Elena on the shoulder and she slides my dick back into her mouth. She looks up at me as she works my dick expertly with her lips, tongue and hand.

I look back at you. "So you don't get to suck me off any more tonight. Instead, I want you to watch Elena jerk me off on to her tongue. Keep your face right there, right close to my cock, and watch her work my dick." Then I look back down at Elena.

Elena slides my erect prick out of her mouth with a wet, slurping sound and starts jerking me off, her elegant white hand expertly pumping my hard red dick just inches from your face. She twists her hand around my shaft as she works, looking up into my eyes.

Elena looks over at you and smiles devilishly. "He wants you to watch the cum squirt out of his dick. So pay attention..." She smiles again and looks back up into my eyes, opening her mouth and pressing her tongue flat against my cock, just underneath the head. She laps at the underside of my dick as she continues stroking, slowly and relentlessly.

"She's watching, Sir," she says, almost purring. "She's going to watch your cum shoot into my mouth." And she keeps jacking me off, holding my cock against her tongue, staring up into my eyes.

Suddenly my body tenses and my hips rise, and Elena moans with excitement as my cock pulses and long ropes of white cum start to shoot out of my cock. Elena keeps her eyes on mine as she slowly pumps my cock, letting the cum squirt on her tongue, in her mouth, up on to her face, into her hair, everywhere. Elena keeps stroking, keeps my cock against her tongue while it throbs and spurts, again and again. When it finally slows and stops, Elena smiles, steals a glance at you, and then slowly, very slowly, pushes her lips back down on to my hard dick. She looks up at me, waiting with my cock in her mouth.

I feel my anger start to rise. Is this what it feels like to be a submissive? I have the desire to please him, to acquiescent, but I had hoped that he would be a more benevolent ruler. He nods his approval when I silently ask his permission to suck his cock, and then berates me when I do just that. I haven't been here 20 minutes and I've experienced more emotions, more keenly, than I have in the last month. I question whether I am cut out for this.

This? What even is this?

I look over again at Elena and wonder if she ever feels confused by his reactions, if she ever gets mad? If she's just his perfect Stepford slut, how does he glean any satisfaction from their encounters? I would think that the thrill of being a Dominant would come from the fact that you have command over someone who would otherwise be quite autonomous.

I watch how she pleases him with her tongue, with her hand. It's sexy, and at that moment I would like to be in her place, but I can't help wondering what Elena has had to give up to get to this point?

 

[Dr_O]

I feel my anger start to rise. Is this what it feels like to be a submissive? I have the desire to please him, to acquiescent, but I had hoped that he would be a more benevolent ruler. He nods his approval when I silently ask his permission to suck his cock, and then berates me when I do just that. I haven't been here 20 minutes and I've experienced more emotions, more keenly, than I have in the last month. I question whether I am cut out for this.

This? What even is this?

I look over again at Elena and wonder if she ever feels confused by his reactions, if she ever gets mad? If she's just his perfect Stepford slut, how does he glean any satisfaction from their encounters? I would think that the thrill of being a Dominant would come from the fact that you have command over someone who would otherwise be quite autonomous.

I watch how she pleases him with her tongue, with her hand. It's sexy, and at that moment I would like to be in her place, but I can't help wondering what Elena has had to give up to get to this point?

He looks over. "So how did that make you feel, watching Elena jerk me off?"

 

[FaveGirlFriday]

He looks over. "So how did that make you feel, watching Elena jerk me off?"

I look back up at him, the man that may one day have more dominion over my own sexuality than even I do. I'm so confused by the excess of my emotions, and by the responses that I have been receiving from him.

Am I too headstrong for all of this, my ego too easily wounded? I decide the only thing to do is to deal with him honestly. If I'm not the right kind of girl to serve him; well, better for us both that we find out now.

"I want to please you. I wouldn't be here if I didn't. In all honesty, it made me hot to watch Elena please your cock. But I don't know that I will ever be like Elena. I don't even know you and I'm already internalizing your disapproval. I feel confused because I'll think that I'm doing what you ask, answering your questions the best that I can, but I don't know that I have the potential to please you. And if I can't please you, then I will never get anything out of our time together either."

I look at him afraid that he's going to ask me to leave. But I'm not going to show him. I face him head on with an upturned jaw.

 

[Dr_O]

He patted Elena on the head. She slowly pulled her mouth off his cock, which was now almost limp, and tucked it back into his pants. She zipped him up, smiled at you, and walked out of the room, closing the door behind you.

He stood up and smiled. "Stand up and take off your panties."

 

[impatient]

He shook his head. "No good."

He stood up and walked over toward you, his eyes focused on your fingers as you stroked your asshole for him. He stopped about five feet away and stared down at you. Behind him, the door on the far wall opened and the tall blonde from the front of the building walked in, still wearing the ivory dress and the red heels. She walked over to him, casually watching you play with your anus, and stood behind him. She kept her eyes on you while she reached around and unzipped his pants. She worked her hand inside and fished out his half-erect cock, holding it out for you to look at. When she saw you staring at his prick, she started stroking it with her hand, jerking it right in front of you.

"Elena, tell Jennifer what she's doing wrong," he said.

Elena looked you in the eye as she kept stroking his cock slowly. "He likes his subs need to learn to talk dirty, Jennifer. He doesn't want to hear you say "there" and "it," he wants you to say 'asshole' and 'cock' and 'cunt' and all those dirty words that embarrass you."

The man looked and smiled when he saw your eyes fixed on Elena's elegant white hand as it pumped his hard cock. It was fully erect now, pointing straight up at the ceiling.

"You're stroking your asshole for me, aren't you, Jennifer?" he asked. "So you shouldn't be embarrassed talking about your asshole. Get your finger wet again and start finger-fucking your asshole for me. Then tell me again, but this time don't be so polite. Talk dirty for me if you want this cock."

His expectations are high, but that makes me feel even hotter.

When Elena reached inside his pants and held his cock, stroking it-my pussy clenched and juiced again. I didn’t feel jealous, at least, not yet, as his attention was still focused on me.

He was right though, it was going to be hard for me to say those words, out loud. Hard, distressing, and- exquisite. This is the part where I feel it…..the swell churning in my chest. This is the part that I love.

“Yesss….I am stroking my asshole, Sir.” I said, feeling the whimper coming on. My fingers dove into my wet pink pussy, getting nice and wet, and I took my middle finger and pushed into my asshole.

His beautiful cock was rock hard with Elena’s hand jerking him off, and I wanted it badly.

“Sir, please,” I said breathlessly, “I want your cock inside my wet cunt…I want you to fuck my cunt so hard….”

 

[Dr_O]

His expectations are high, but that makes me feel even hotter.

When Elena reached inside his pants and held his cock, stroking it-my pussy clenched and juiced again. I didn’t feel jealous, at least, not yet, as his attention was still focused on me.

He was right though, it was going to be hard for me to say those words, out loud. Hard, distressing, and- exquisite. This is the part where I feel it…..the swell churning in my chest. This is the part that I love.

“Yesss….I am stroking my asshole, Sir.” I said, feeling the whimper coming on. My fingers dove into my wet pink pussy, getting nice and wet, and I took my middle finger and pushed into my asshole.

His beautiful cock was rock hard with Elena’s hand jerking him off, and I wanted it badly.

“Sir, please,” I said breathlessly, “I want your cock inside my wet cunt…I want you to fuck my cunt so hard….”

Elena nodded approvingly. "That's better. Look how wet her cunt is, sir. She's ready to be fucked, sir." She kept stroking his cock as she talked.

"I think you're right, Elena," he said, watching you slide your finger in and out of your asshole. "But I'm not sure I'm ready yet."

He leaned down a bit closer to you. "Jennifer, you're finger-fucking your own asshole in front of two complete strangers, and you're begging me to fuck your cunt. What would dear Michael say if he saw you spread open like this, talking like a filthy slut? What would he do if he walked in right now?

"By the way, keep working that finger in and out of your asshole. I like watching that."

 

[FaveGirlFriday]

He patted Elena on the head. She slowly pulled her mouth off his cock, which was now almost limp, and tucked it back into his pants. She zipped him up, smiled at you, and walked out of the room, closing the door behind you.

He stood up and smiled. "Stand up and take off your panties."

OK, not the response that I was expecting.

Those words! I felt them go straight to my cunt. And directions that I actually think I can follow with out royally fucking up! Not wanting to anger him with a delay, I start to pull the hem of my dress up around my waist. I spread my stance and lean back on my heals, hips slightly thrusting. With just my thumbs encased within the band I begin a slow descent. I watch him intently. His eyes remain on my face, at first. But as my little strip of trimmed hair comes into view, his gaze looks down to fix on my uncovering sex.

I am thankful for the wetness of my snatch. In this at least, I hope that I might please him.

 

[Dr_O]

OK, not the response that I was expecting.

Those words! I felt them go straight to my cunt. And directions that I actually think I can follow with out royally fucking up! Not wanting to anger him with a delay, I start to pull the hem of my dress up around my waist. I spread my stance and lean back on my heals, hips slightly thrusting. With just my thumbs encased within the band I begin a slow descent. I watch him intently. His eyes remain on my face, at first. But as my little strip of trimmed hair comes into view, his gaze looks down to fix on my uncovering sex.

I am thankful for the wetness of my snatch. In this at least, I hope that I might please him.

He looks down at your pussy, his gaze lingering. Then he looks back up in your eyes.

"Turn around and walk back over in front of your chair. Spread your legs, pull up your skirt and and bend over. Put your face in the seat and your ass in the air."

 

[impatient]

Elena nodded approvingly. "That's better. Look how wet her cunt is, sir. She's ready to be fucked, sir." She kept stroking his cock as she talked.

"I think you're right, Elena," he said, watching you slide your finger in and out of your asshole. "But I'm not sure I'm ready yet."

He leaned down a bit closer to you. "Jennifer, you're finger-fucking your own asshole in front of two complete strangers, and you're begging me to fuck your cunt. What would dear Michael say if he saw you spread open like this, talking like a filthy slut? What would he do if he walked in right now?

"By the way, keep working that finger in and out of your asshole. I like watching that."

I continued fucking my asshole for him, my hips undulating on the chair.

When he said he wasn’t sure if he was ready, I moaned in desire, loving his restraint.

“I don’t know what Michael would do….” I said honestly, “I think he would be mad that I am not doing it for him….”

 

[Dr_O]

I continued fucking my asshole for him, my hips undulating on the chair.

When he said he wasn’t sure if he was ready, I moaned in desire, loving his restraint.

“I don’t know what Michael would do….” I said honestly, “I think he would be mad that I am not doing it for him….”

He laughed. "I suspect so! Not to mention that you are doing it for two complete strangers."

He put his hand gently on Elena's head. "Get my dick wet please." She immediately released his cock and left it pointing straight up at the ceiling, then reached under her dress, between her legs. When her hand appeared again, it was glistening with wetness. She circled her fingers around his cock and began to stroke it again, using her cunt juices as a lubricant as she jerked him off in front of you.

He looked back at you. "You can play with your cunt if you like, but do not cum," he commanded. "I want you to watch Elena jack me off."

Elena purred. "Mmm... lucky you, you get to watch the cum spurt out of his dick on your first night." She worked his cock expertly with her fingers, slowly pumping the wet shaft toward you.

 

[FaveGirlFriday]

He looks down at your pussy, his gaze lingering. Then he looks back up in your eyes.

"Turn around and walk back over in front of your chair. Spread your legs, pull up your skirt and and bend over. Put your face in the seat and your ass in the air."

OH My Fucking God! I can't even claim what I'm feeling as mere horniness. I turn and sway my hips while walking as fast as I possibly can without looking like an over eager bitch in heat. I pull my skirt up, resisting my natural inclination to dispense with my dress entirely. I don't want to do anything foolish, like disregard one of his easier instructions. I don't plan on doing anything to jeopardize whatever plan he has for my throbbing sex. I grab on to the chair arms and slowly bend at my waist until the side of my face touches the leather of the chair seat. I then remove my hands and place them on either side of my face. I hold still despite the overwhelming tension in my too-hungry body.