The Interview [submissive female(s) needed]

[FaveGirlFriday]

He stands behind you and firmly pulls your skirt up over your hips.

"Crotchless panties?" he says gruffly. "You are a little slut, aren't you? Were you planning to fuck your boyfriend wearing these? Or were you hoping I might show up? Or both?"

Suddenly you feel his fingers pulling at your waistband, and he roughly rips your panties in half, right down the middle. He pulls the tatters away from your ass and tosses them on the floor.

"Now," he says. "Reach back with your hands and spread your ass wide for me again. You're good at that, aren't you."

Trembling hands race to my ass pulling my cheeks apart for him. My head leans forward and I rest my cheek against the wall. I can see his form behind me.

"I don't know what I expected," I say, eyes sharply peeled for movement, "but in my most erotic fantasies, I never imagined something this good."

 

[Dr_O]

Trembling hands race to my ass pulling my cheeks apart for him. My head leans forward and I rest my cheek against the wall. I can see his form behind me.

"I don't know what I expected," I say, eyes sharply peeled for movement, "but in my most erotic fantasies, I never imagined something this good."

"Shut the fuck up," he says, and at the same time, he pushes the head of his cock into your asshole. He doesn't wait, but pushes deeper into your ass, feeling your asshole stretch to accommodate his prick. In one smooth stroke, he slides the full length of his cock into your ass. You can feel his balls against your cunt.

"Hold your ass open wide," he growls, and starts to fuck your ass, slowly but steadily. "I bet you're glad you drooled all over my dick," he says, pumping his dick into your ass. "I bet you didn't realize it was lube for your tight little asshole."

He reaches around with his right hand and puts it around your neck, pulling your head back toward his. With his left, he reaches into your blouse and grabs one of your tits, squeezing the nipple with this thumb and finger. One of the buttons pops off your blouse and bounces off the bathroom floor.

Behind you, he shoves his cock into your ass, faster now. He grunts with each stroke, then you feel his breath hot on your ear. "This is what you wanted the other night, isn't it. I shoved my finger in your ass, but that wasn't enough, was it. You wanted to feel my cock stretching out your asshole, didn't you. I haven't even touched your cunt, and you're going to cum with my dick in your ass, aren't you. Tell me."

He holds your neck and your tits and pumps his hard wet dick in and out of your asshole, faster and faster.

"Tell me," he growls.

 

[choklatekoneko]

He smiled. "Excellent. Let's get started right away. Tell me, Gigi, how do you masturbate? I want you to describe the physical details of how you play with yourself, and I also want to know what you think about when you do it. What thoughts turn you on the most? What images run through your mind when you start to cum?

"Tell me everything."

He sat back in his chair, looking at her.

She squirmed him her chair, feeling her coffee skin grow hot. She cleared her throat, once, then twice.

Carajo.

She swallowed, her tongue ring clinking against her pearly whites before she answered.

"Well... I..., " She took a deep breath. "I usually pay extra attention to my clit, using my vibrating dildo usually... I usually picture getting hit from behind...doggy style, making me say things I wouldn't usually say..out loud...grabbing my hair, making me for his cum, and telling me not to stop..making me get him off first. Making me swallow...deep throating, then rewarding me by allowing me to cum. " She stopped, biting her lip, looking down.

 

[zoelikesjam]

You were sound asleep when you became vaguely aware of a faint buzzing sound. Was it real? Still foggy, you rolled over and looked at the clock. 4:41 a.m. Hm. Must have dreamed it, you thought. You were about to close your eyes again when you noticed the cell phone -- the new cell phone -- blinking on your nightstand. Wide awake, you snatched it up and found you had one text message:

"When your boyfriend comes home, meet him at the door. Get on your knees and jack him off on your face. Do not use your mouth, even if he asks."

My mouth pops open into a little O! How am I supposed to do that? Adam is due back at 7am this morning, and I've booked the day off work like I normally would on his return. However Adam usually has a very specific routine when returning from a trip...

He'll walk through the front door, dump his suitcase and laptop bag in the lounge and jump in the shower. He'll emerge with a white fluffy towel wrapped around his waist, and make his way into the kitchen to make two cups of tea, and a pile of toast. Holding them on a tray, Adam will make his way into the bed room and to me. He'll snuggle up under the sheets with me.

When the toast and tea have been exhausted, we'll snuggle under the duvet and stick a film on the flat screen tele hanging on the bedroom wall.

If he's been away for longer than a few days and he's particularly horny, he'll start stroking my leg, he'll trace his fingers across my naked stomach and before I have chance to protest, he'll climb ontop of me, mash his lips against mine to stop me speaking, and he'll thrust his cock inside me, I'll scream against his lips as I'm not ready, not primed, my pussy is bone dry, and Adam knows this...

Burying his head in my shoulder, his thrusts become faster and more furious. He'll nuzzle his face in to my hair, breathing rapidly into my ear, and he thrusts deep into me .
Within minutes he is groaning into my curls, his right hand grasps a handful of of my hair, twisting it around his fingers and pulling tightly. His left hand is rammed over my mouth. Within seconds he is panting into my ear, and I can feel his hot wet breath. His thrusts have become hard, erratic and painful.

He pulls out without warning and starts pumping his cock. Within seconds ribbons of hot white milky cum spray over my tits. He is groaning like crazy as he spills his seed over my body.
Adam roles off me, kisses my cheek and lies back against the pillows.
He'll thank me, and then drift off to sleep...


I look at the time on the phone. Its 5am. Two hours before Adam gets home. There is no point in going back to sleep, so I jump out of bed and head for the shower.
I instantly relax as the cool water flows over me. I climb out, wrap a towel round my body and neglect to grab my bathrobe from the hook on the back of the bathroom door.

The sudden unexpected noise from the front door is frightening, making me jump, and you furiously glare your watch.
I hold back, and see the time on my watch, 7am. I must have fallen asleep on the couch. I curse under my breath

I step forward and unlock the door. Adam stands there Tall and muscle.. Holding my hand out to Adam he takes it ans steps through the door, slamming it behind him. He looks at me like I've lost the plot.

I drop to my knees at his feet. reaching up I unbuckle his leather belt and pop open the metal buttons. My fingers are shaking. As I knelt down my towel slipped off leaving me totally naked at his feet.
With trembling fingers I tug down his zip and slide his jeans and boxer shorts down. He gasp's and looks down at me,

His cock springs out, a perfect angle, I grasp him in my right hand and start pumping. He tilts his head back and starts moaning. I slide my hand up and down, making him him scream

"Fuck Mia, fucking hell baby. This is amazing" My hand is furiously pounding now, his ball cupped in my left palm. He moves slightly towards me

"Put it in your mouth babe. Suck my cock. I want to cum. I'm going to cum and I want it in your mouth"

He grabs the back of my hair and forces my face forward. Luckily he is to distracted by my hand, and his usual strength betrays him.

I am riding his cock with my hand, when I feel it twitch beneath my fingers. I hear Adam scream
"Oh fuck. Oh god yeah. Fucking hell....."
His bright red cock looks strange with tiny lilly white finger wrapped around it, I aim his cock at my face

"In your mouth Mia, let me squirt my spunk in your mouth" He groans out

I ignore him, close my mouth and eyes, and aim. Within seconds I can feel the first shot hit my left cheek. Reams and reams of his cream is squirting ll over my face. I open my eyes just as a shot hits just be my eyebrow. I feel it sliding slowly down my temple and settle for dripping off my chin.
When I am sure he is finished, I give him one last squeeze.

He looks down at me, my face and chest covered in his juices.
"Fuck me Mia, that was amazing"

After allowing me to clean up, He takes me to the bedroom, and I surreptitiously slip the 'other' phone into the drawn on my bed side table. I snuggle up beneath the warm sheets, and feel his hands.

 

[FaveGirlFriday]

"Shut the fuck up," he says, and at the same time, he pushes the head of his cock into your asshole. He doesn't wait, but pushes deeper into your ass, feeling your asshole stretch to accommodate his prick. In one smooth stroke, he slides the full length of his cock into your ass. You can feel his balls against your cunt.

"Hold your ass open wide," he growls, and starts to fuck your ass, slowly but steadily. "I bet you're glad you drooled all over my dick," he says, pumping his dick into your ass. "I bet you didn't realize it was lube for your tight little asshole."

He reaches around with his right hand and puts it around your neck, pulling your head back toward his. With his left, he reaches into your blouse and grabs one of your tits, squeezing the nipple with this thumb and finger. One of the buttons pops off your blouse and bounces off the bathroom floor.

Behind you, he shoves his cock into your ass, faster now. He grunts with each stroke, then you feel his breath hot on your ear. "This is what you wanted the other night, isn't it. I shoved my finger in your ass, but that wasn't enough, was it. You wanted to feel my cock stretching out your asshole, didn't you. I haven't even touched your cunt, and you're going to cum with my dick in your ass, aren't you. Tell me."

He holds your neck and your tits and pumps his hard wet dick in and out of your asshole, faster and faster.

"Tell me," he growls.

When he shoves his cock into my ass, the pain is so intense that I think I might black out.

I resist the urge to scream with every fiber in my body. I bite harshly into my tongue, and the fingers of the nails that were spreading my cheeks have since dug in to the flesh of my ass. I taste the blood swirling in my mouth, and swallow as much as I can.

If I scream, if I make a noise, someone will come in to investigate. And then Michael will appear, leading the brigade of morally outraged diners.

At any other time I would have screamed my goddamned head off.

But really, in this situation, what is there to say? That I answered this man's online advert for a sex slave, met him down by the wharfs without mentioning it to a soul, let him finger my ass after I begged for his cock, stripped and banged myself in front of his driver, and then agreed to meet him here tonight for some type of transgressive activity?

And so I stay quiet, and wait for him to finish.

When he pulls my head back to meet his, the tears that had fallen onto my cheeks drop off the sides of my face.

"This is what you wanted the other night, isn't it. I shoved my finger in your ass, but that wasn't enough, was it. You wanted to feel my cock stretching out your asshole, didn't you."

It is what I wanted, that night, this night, so badly. But not like this. Not without preparation for my virgin hole, not when I am unable to vocalize my agony.

"I haven't even touched your cunt, and you're going to cum with my dick in your ass, aren't you. Tell me."

Just when I am about to tell him to fuck off, I begin to feel a familiar pressure growing in my pelvis. His pace is escalating now, and the most meager spark of pleasure begins to roar to life. My tight passage has adjusted to his breadth, and when he thrusts into me without constraint, I can now meet his fervor in kind.

"Tell me," he growls.

"Yes I'm going to cum you piece of shit!" I growl into his face.

 

[Dr_O]

When he shoves his cock into my ass, the pain is so intense that I think I might black out.

I resist the urge to scream with every fiber in my body. I bite harshly into my tongue, and the fingers of the nails that were spreading my cheeks have since dug in to the flesh of my ass. I taste the blood swirling in my mouth, and swallow as much as I can.

If I scream, if I make a noise, someone will come in to investigate. And then Michael will appear, leading the brigade of morally outraged diners.

At any other time I would have screamed my goddamned head off.

But really, in this situation, what is there to say? That I answered this man's online advert for a sex slave, met him down by the wharfs without mentioning it to a soul, let him finger my ass after I begged for his cock, stripped and banged myself in front of his driver, and then agreed to meet him here tonight for some transgressive activity?

And so I stay quiet, and wait for him to finish.

When he pulls my head back to meet his, the tears that had fallen onto my cheeks drop off the sides of my face.

"This is what you wanted the other night, isn't it. I shoved my finger in your ass, but that wasn't enough, was it. You wanted to feel my cock stretching out your asshole, didn't you."

It is what I wanted, that night, tonight, so badly. But not like this. Not without preparation for my virgin hole, not when I am unable to vocalize my agony.

"I haven't even touched your cunt, and you're going to cum with my dick in your ass, aren't you. Tell me."

Just when I am about to tell him to fuck off, I begin to feel a familiar pressure growing in my pelvis. His pace is escalating now, and the most meager spark of pleasure begins to roar to life. My tight passage has adjusted to his breadth, and when he thrusts into me without constraint, I can now meet his fervor in kind.

"Tell me," he growls.

"Yes I'm going to cum you piece of shit!" I growl into his face.

When you curse at him, he only smiles and fucks your ass even harder. His cock pistons in and out of your asshole, his pelvis smashing against your ass, his balls slapping rudely against your cunt.

"I like fucking this tight little asshole," he says, his voice hoarse with desire. "I think I might fuck your ass quite often. It feels good on my cock. My cock feels good in your ass, doesn't it?"

He moves his hands to your shoulders so he can pull you down on his cock, pulling your body down as he pushes his hard prick even harder up your ass.

"I'm going to cum in your ass," he says, breathing hard. "There's nothing you can do to stop me. You're going to cum, too, aren't you? You're going to cum so hard when you feel me squirting deep in your ass. Well, cum for me, then. Let me feel your asshole squeeze my dick when you cum. Cum."

And then, he groans loudly in your ear, and he pushes his cock deeper still into your ass, lifting you up on to your toes. You feel his dick throbbing and pulsing against your asshole, and then you feel his cum shooting deep in your ass, hot ropes of cum where you've never felt them before...

 

[FaveGirlFriday]

When you curse at him, he only smiles and fucks your ass even harder. His cock pistons in and out of your asshole, his pelvis smashing against your ass, his balls slapping rudely against your cunt.

"I like fucking this tight little asshole," he says, his voice hoarse with desire. "I think I might fuck your ass quite often. It feels good on my cock. My cock feels good in your ass, doesn't it?"

He moves his hands to your shoulders so he can pull you down on his cock, pulling your body down as he pushes his hard prick even harder up your ass.

"I'm going to cum in your ass," he says, breathing hard. "There's nothing you can do to stop me. You're going to cum, too, aren't you? You're going to cum so hard when you feel me squirting deep in your ass. Well, cum for me, then. Let me feel your asshole squeeze my dick when you cum. Cum."

And then, he groans loudly in your ear, and he pushes his cock deeper still into your ass, lifting you up on to your toes. You feel his dick throbbing and pulsing against your asshole, and then you feel his cum shooting deep in your ass, hot ropes of cum where you've never felt them before...

I disobey his orders and bring one hand back round from my ass to stroke my clit. What do I care for his orders? I'm never letting this psycho anywhere near me again. I begin to rub earnestly, and then his hands are on my shoulders and he's pumping at a furious pace.

I'm reaching a crescendo when he starts talking about coming. I don't hear everything he's saying, or rather it sounds like an inarticulate cacophony to my ears. All I know in this world is the feeling in my cunt, the feeling in my ass, the animalistic release that I'm hurtling towards.

And then I feel his hot cum deep in my ass, and I explode.

I scream with my orgasm. Loudly.

It's the greatest thing I've ever felt in my life.

 

[impatient]

"Good," he says. "Make sure every inch of my body is clean."

~Deep lingering sigh~

"Yes, Sir." I say, pouting.

I continue bathing him, washing every inch of his beautiful toned body. Lifting one of the extendable shower heads, I thoroughly rinse him off.

His expression is neutral but even in this steamy shower, as he stands there I can feel the chill coming off of him- his demeanor is cold and unwavering. I sigh again.

Well, I think, this is a good thing. It will make my decision so much easier. This is still part of the interview, I am still being tested, and I feel for sure that I am not what he is looking for. Maybe he just wants some brainless doormat, a human cum receptacle- I don't know. I find myself becoming detached, not angry. Just indifferent.

I stand in front of him, saying nothing, and wait for his response.

 

[Dr_O]

I disobey his orders and bring one hand back round from my ass to stroke my clit. What do I care for his orders? I'm never letting this psycho anywhere near me again. I begin to rub earnestly, and then his hands are on my shoulders and he's pumping at a furious pace.

I'm reaching a crescendo when he starts talking about coming. I don't hear everything he's saying, or rather it sounds like an inarticulate cacophony to my ears. All I know in this world is the feeling in my cunt, the feeling in my ass, the animalistic release that I'm hurtling towards.

And then I feel his hot cum deep in my ass, and I explode.

I scream with my orgasm. Loudly.

It's the greatest thing I've ever felt in my life.

He feels your asshole contracting around his cock, rhythmically milking every drop of his cum deep in your ass. He watches you cum and hears you scream, and smiles.

When your orgasm finally subsides, you lean against the wall, panting desperately. You can hear him behind you, breathing hard. You can feel little droplets of his sweat splashing on your bare ass. His cock is still buried in your ass.

He slides his hands down from your shoulders, over your tits and down to your hips. He holds them there on your naked ass. "You were loud," he says. "They'll be coming. Explain yourself to them." He makes no effort to withdraw his dick.

At that moment, you hear the men's room door burst open and at least two men step inside the bathroom. "Is there a woman in here?" one asks urgently. "Is everything all right?"

 

[Dr_O]

~Deep lingering sigh~

"Yes, Sir." I say, pouting.

I continue bathing him, washing every inch of his beautiful toned body. Lifting one of the extendable shower heads, I thoroughly rinse him off.

His expression is neutral but even in this steamy shower, as he stands there I can feel the chill coming off of him- his demeanor is cold and unwavering. I sigh again.

Well, I think, this is a good thing. It will make my decision so much easier. This is still part of the interview, I am still being tested, and I feel for sure that I am not what he is looking for. Maybe he just wants some brainless doormat, a human cum receptacle- I don't know. I find myself becoming detached, not angry. Just indifferent.

I stand in front of him, saying nothing, and wait for his response.

He lets his eyes travel down your naked wet body, then back up to meet your gaze. His eyes narrow slightly.

He turns and walks to the wide bench seat at the end of the shower. He turns and sits, then leans back against the wall. As you watch, he raises his knees, spreads his legs and places his feet on the bench, exposing himself rudely to you.

He looks steadily into your eyes. "You're a defiant little one, aren't you. Get on your hands and knees, crawl over here and lick my asshole," he says.

 

[Dr_O]

She squirmed him her chair, feeling her coffee skin grow hot. She cleared her throat, once, then twice.

Carajo.

She swallowed, her tongue ring clinking against her pearly whites before she answered.

"Well... I..., " She took a deep breath. "I usually pay extra attention to my clit, using my vibrating dildo usually... I usually picture getting hit from behind...doggy style, making me say things I wouldn't usually say..out loud...grabbing my hair, making me for his cum, and telling me not to stop..making me get him off first. Making me swallow...deep throating, then rewarding me by allowing me to cum. " She stopped, biting her lip, looking down.

He smiled. "That's a very good start, Gigi," he said. "But you've got to be much more specific. What are these things you wouldn't normally say? In your fantasy, how does he make you get him off first?"

He leaned back in his chair. "And stop talking like a nice girl. My subs need to learn to talk dirty. So tell me all your dirtiest thoughts, and tell me like a slut."

 

[Dr_O]

I ignore him, close my mouth and eyes, and aim. Within seconds I can feel the first shot hit my left cheek. Reams and reams of his cream is squirting ll over my face. I open my eyes just as a shot hits just be my eyebrow. I feel it sliding slowly down my temple and settle for dripping off my chin.
When I am sure he is finished, I give him one last squeeze.

He looks down at me, my face and chest covered in his juices.
"Fuck me Mia, that was amazing"

After allowing me to clean up, He takes me to the bedroom, and I surreptitiously slip the 'other' phone into the drawn on my bed side table. I snuggle up beneath the warm sheets, and feel his hands.

Two days pass.

 

[impatient]

He lets his eyes travel down your naked wet body, then back up to meet your gaze. His eyes narrow slightly.

He turns and walks to the wide bench seat at the end of the shower. He turns and sits, then leans back against the wall. As you watch, he raises his knees, spreads his legs and places his feet on the bench, exposing himself rudely to you.

He looks steadily into your eyes. "You're a defiant little one, aren't you. Get on your hands and knees, crawl over here and lick my asshole," he says.

I watch him impassively as he turns and sits, exposing his crotch and asshole to me.

If I could roll my eyes any more in the back of my head, they would be detached.

“If by defiant, you mean that I have a brain, then yes, I am defiant. This isn’t what I’m looking for, so please, don’t get up- I’ll see myself out.” I say, grabbing a towel off the rack.

I step out of the bathroom, drying myself off as I go, and head over to the bed where my clothes are folded neatly. I see the cell phone he gave me next to my purse, and I place it on the nightstand. I sit on the bed, my back to him, and snatch up my thong to get dressed.

 

[Dr_O]

I watch him impassively as he turns and sits, exposing his crotch and asshole to me.

If I could roll my eyes any more in the back of my head, they would be detached.

“If by defiant, you mean that I have a brain, then yes, I am defiant. This isn’t what I’m looking for, so please, don’t get up- I’ll see myself out.” I say, grabbing a towel off the rack.

I step out of the bathroom, drying myself off as I go, and head over to the bed where my clothes are folded neatly. I see the cell phone he gave me next to my purse, and I place it on the nightstand. I sit on the bed, my back to him, and snatch up my thong to get dressed.

You quickly put on your thong, bra, and slacks. As you stand in front of the mirror, buttoning your blouse, you hear the hotel room door swing open, and then a beautiful petite Asian woman with long, dark hair walks into the bedroom. She is wearing a red and gold silk bathrobe. She smiles sweetly at you, then turns her back, letting the robe slip from her shoulders and onto the floor. She walks, naked, into the bathroom and out of your view.

 

[impatient]

You quickly put on your thong, bra, and slacks. As you stand in front of the mirror, buttoning your blouse, you hear the hotel room door swing open, and then a beautiful petite Asian woman with long, dark hair walks into the bedroom. She is wearing a red and gold silk bathrobe. She smiles sweetly at you, then turns her back to you, letting the robe slip from her shoulders and onto the floor. She walks, naked, into the bathroom and out of your view.

I click my tongue and laugh. Ahhh, seeing her just confirms that I made the right decision.

I’m not angry though, just enlightened. I wanted to be his, or at least- I want to be a slave that is submissive and obedient, but also appreciated and cherished.

To each his own, I muse, as I finish getting dressed and head to the door.

“Oh wait!” I exhale softly, and un-hook the choker from my neck.

“She might need this,” I say, smiling, and toss it on the bed.

I open the door, step out into the hallway and close it behind me.

 

[zoelikesjam]

Two days pass.

I'm curled up on the sofa in my p'jamas, reading my book with a huge glass of red wine. I've already knocked back half a bottle and slowly the letters on the page are blurring. Its 4.30pm...way to early to be drinking, but I was in pain and sulking.
Thankfully Adam had been called away on another business trip this morning, and again, thankfully it was 3week one. 3weeks of peace, quiet, and no demanding, painful and selfish sex. I sighed with relief.
The last two days have been hell. And its all my own fault for following the instructions of that stupid text.
After Adam had gotten over the shock of what I had done, he had wanted sex. And sex again. Then more sex. I was so grateful he had been called away. I was so sore I could hardly move off the sofa. And to top it all off, 'HE' hadn't contacted me since the 4am wake-up call.
The mobile sat silently on the coffee table.
In a way I was grateful HE hadn't contacted me. I really was to sore to do much.
I snuggled down into the soft folds of the sofa and turned my attention back to my book and took another long sip of wine.

 

[Dr_O]

I'm curled up on the sofa in my p'jamas, reading my book with a huge glass of red wine. I've already knocked back half a bottle and slowly the letters on the page are blurring. Its 4.30pm...way to early to be drinking, but I was in pain and sulking.
Thankfully Adam had been called away on another business trip this morning, and again, thankfully it was 3week one. 3weeks of peace, quiet, and no demanding, painful and selfish sex. I sighed with relief.
The last two days have been hell. And its all my own fault for following the instructions of that stupid text.
After Adam had gotten over the shock of what I had done, he had wanted sex. And sex again. Then more sex. I was so grateful he had been called away. I was so sore I could hardly move off the sofa. And to top it all off, 'HE' hadn't contacted me since the 4am wake-up call.
The mobile sat silently on the coffee table.
In a way I was grateful HE hadn't contacted me. I really was to sore to do much.
I snuggled down into the soft folds of the sofa and turned my attention back to my book and took another long sip of wine.

As you finish off the third glass of wine, your "other" cell phone buzzes. You pick it up and there is a new message:

"I've been thinking about you a lot. Can you meet me tonight? 8 o'clock at the Aston-Martin? It's a martini bar on Royal Street. I'd love to buy you a drink. "

 

[FaveGirlFriday]

He feels your asshole contracting around his cock, rhythmically milking every drop of his cum deep in your ass. He watches you cum and hears you scream, and smiles.

When your orgasm finally subsides, you lean against the wall, panting desperately. You can hear him behind you, breathing hard. You can feel little droplets of his sweat splashing on your bare ass. His cock is still buried in your ass.

He slides his hands down from your shoulders, over your tits and down to your hips. He holds them there on your naked ass. "You were loud," he says. "They'll be coming. Explain yourself to them." He makes no effort to withdraw his dick.

At that moment, you hear the men's room door burst open and at least two men step inside the bathroom. "Is there a woman in here?" one asks urgently. "Is everything all right?"

I lift my head immediately at the sound of their inquiries.

"Fine!" I call out, hoping that they will walk right back out the way that they came, "I'm fine. The ladies room was occupied, and I really couldn't wait. I screamed when I saw a rat scurrying across the floor. If you gentlemen will give me a few minutes to finish up in here, I'll be out."

Please buy my inane story.

I hold my breath, waiting to hear them exit. I hear some mumbling and a bit of shuffling, and then, "Well if you're sure you're all right Miss, we'll just leave you alone now."

"Yes, thank you," I sing-song out. As they are swinging the door back out to rejoin the other patrons, I hear one of them grumble, "all that commotion over a fucking rat."

I want to tell them that it just so happens that he's a very, very large rat.

 

[Dr_O]

I lift my head immediately at the sound of their inquiries.

"Fine!" I call out, hoping that they will walk right back out the way that they came, "I'm fine. The ladies room was occupied, and I really couldn't wait. I screamed when I saw a rat scurrying across the floor. If you gentlemen will give me a few minutes to finish up in here, I'll be out."

Please buy my inane story.

I hold my breath, waiting to hear them exit. I hear some mumbling and a bit of shuffling, and then, "Well if you're sure you're all right Miss, we'll just leave you alone now."

"Yes, thank you," I sing-song out. As they are swinging the door back out to rejoin the other patrons, I hear one of them grumble, "all that commotion over a fucking rat."

I want to tell them that it just so happens that he's a very, very large rat.

He pats your bare ass approvingly. "Well done. That rat story wasn't very believeable, but I guess you couldn't really tell them that you screamed because I fucked your ass so nice and hard, could you?"

His cock is still in your ass. "I felt your asshole squeezing my dick," he whispers in your ear. "Over and over. You came so hard with my cock in your ass, didn't you? I knew you would. I knew you couldn't wait to take it up the ass when you stuck it in the air for me the other night."

His hands slide up your body and he squeezes your tits, groping you casually.

 

[FaveGirlFriday]

He pats your bare ass approvingly. "Well done. That rat story wasn't very believeable, but I guess you couldn't really tell them that you screamed because I fucked your ass so nice and hard, could you?"

His cock is still in your ass. "I felt your asshole squeezing my dick," he whispers in your ear. "Over and over. You came so hard with my cock in your ass, didn't you? I knew you would. I knew you couldn't wait to take it up the ass when you stuck it in the air for me the other night."

His hands slide up your body and he squeezes your tits, groping you casually.

"I knew you couldn't wait to take it up the ass when you stuck it in the air for me the other night."

"Obviously you couldn't wait either!" I hiss back at him, my ass still extremely tender.

His hands are on my tits, gripping and squeezing, his cock still in my ass. Really a most absurd position to be in when picking an argument.

I am exhausted anyways. My body is attempting to regulate after a strong epinephrine and cortisol cocktail; not to mention the fatigue incurred from the strongest orgasm of my life.

 

[Dr_O]

"I knew you couldn't wait to take it up the ass when you stuck it in the air for me the other night."

"Obviously you couldn't wait either!" I hiss back at him, my ass still extremely tender.

His hands are on my tits, gripping and squeezing, his cock still in my ass. Really a most absurd position to be in when picking an argument.

I am exhausted anyways. My body is attempting to regulate after a strong epinephrine and cortisol cocktail; not to mention the fatigue incurred from the strongest orgasm of my life.

"I did cum really hard," he says. "I'm definitely going to fuck this tight little asshole again very soon."

You feel his prick slide out of your ass and you shiver with new tingles. Then you feel his finger -- two fingers -- pushing up into your ass, then sliding back out again.

He grasps your arm and pulls you around to face him. He looks coolly into your eyes. "You were not supposed to play with your cunt," he whispers. "Following instructions is crucial. Remember?"

He holds up his hand in front of you. His cum from your asshole, white and sticky, trickles down two of his fingers.

"Eat my cum," he says.

 

[FaveGirlFriday]

"I did cum really hard," he says. "I'm definitely going to fuck this tight little asshole again very soon."

You feel his prick slide out of your ass and you shiver with new tingles. Then you feel his finger -- two fingers -- pushing up into your ass, then sliding back out again.

He grasps your arm and pulls you around to face him. He looks coolly into your eyes. "You were not supposed to play with your cunt," he whispers. "Following instructions is crucial. Remember?"

He holds up his hand in front of you. His cum from your asshole, white and sticky, trickles down two of his fingers.

"Eat my cum," he says.

I try to pull my arm out of his grip, but he is strong and he has a good handle on me.

"I'm not tasting that," I say with a wince, "it was in my ass."

My eyes meet his unblinkingly, showing a lot more confidence in my defiance than I feel.

 

[zoelikesjam]

As you finish off the third glass of wine, your "other" cell phone buzzes. You pick it up and there is a new message:

"I've been thinking about you a lot. Can you meet me tonight? 8 o'clock at the Aston-Martin? It's a martini bar on Royal Street. I'd love to buy you a drink. "

I stare dumbly at the phone. I have a tingly feeling swirling in my tummy just reading the text. I simply have to go. And he wants to buy me a drink! I put my glass down and stand up, crying out from the sudden movement. I clasp my arm across my stomach and breathe deeply as I slowly straighten up. My head was spinning. I was definitely pissed. Hopefully I sobered up a little before I got to the the Martini Bar. I had been there before with my girlfriends for drinks. It was only a 15minute walk from my place, but, I had just discovered I couldn't even walk to the bathroom.

I couldn't cancel, I didn't want to. I wanted to see him. He's been thinking about me!
I reached up into the bathroom cabinet and cried out as a flash of pain shot through me. Grabbing the strongest pain killers I could, I took a few and bent my head under the water tap, to wash them down. I pulled off my 'jamas and slowly got into the shower. I let the cool water soothe my body and I washed myself gingerly. I stepped out and dried myself down. Wrapping my dressing gown round me.

stepping into the bedroom I rifled thought my wardrobe. I knew The Martini's dress code was very strict. smart clothes.

An hour and a half later I was sat on my bed, still none the wiser about what to wear. It was too late to shop, and besides I was aching like crazy. Suddenly smiling to myself, I looked into the bottom of the closet. Just as I remembered. I had been shopping, and hidden it in the back of the wardrobe, ready for next time I went out. That obviously didn't happen, so I guessed tonight's a much better evening for it.
I pulled the material through my fingers and smiled, this should be great.
After putting my makeup on, and sliding the teal green dress over my head. I glance at my watch, its 7.25pm Shesh! Where did all the time go?!
I pulled up my sockings, placed my feet into little heeled shoes and gave myself a couple of squirts of perfume.
I phoned the taxi firm and ordered my car,

 

[Dr_O]

I try to pull my arm out of his grip, but he is strong and he has a good handle on me.

"I'm not tasting that," I say with a wince, "it was in my ass."

My eyes meet his unblinkingly, showing a lot more confidence in my defiance than I feel.

He smiles and lets go of your arm.

"That's right, my cum was in your ass," he says calmly. "Before that, it was in my cock, and then you held your ass open for me while I fucked your asshole with my cock. And when I shot my cum into your ass, you screamed so loud you nearly got us both arrested.

"Now my cum is on my fingers, and you're going to eat it. Not because I'm going to hold you against the wall and shove my fingers in your mouth. Not because I'm going to threaten to tell your boyfriend what we've been doing. No, you're going to eat my cum because you want to.

And do you know why you want to eat my cum? Because right now, all you can think about is how fucking hard you just came when I fucked your ass. And how you can't wait for me to put my hard dick in your tight little asshole again. And you know that if you don't eat my cum right now, you'll never get your ass fucked like that again. You'll never see me again. And you'll do anything to get my dick in your ass again, won't you. You can't wait for me to bend you over and shove my hard cock all the way up your tight little ass again, to make you scream like you just did. You can't wait to find out what else I have in store for you, how else I'm going to make you cum harder than you've ever cum in your life, over and over. That's what you want, isn't it?

He held up his fingers. "So it's up to you. Eat my cum, or say goodbye."

 

[Dr_O]

I stare dumbly at the phone. I have a tingly feeling swirling in my tummy just reading the text. I simply have to go. And he wants to buy me a drink! I put my glass down and stand up, crying out from the sudden movement. I clasp my arm across my stomach and breathe deeply as I slowly straighten up. My head was spinning. I was definitely pissed. Hopefully I sobered up a little before I got to the the Martini Bar. I had been there before with my girlfriends for drinks. It was only a 15minute walk from my place, but, I had just discovered I couldn't even walk to the bathroom.

I couldn't cancel, I didn't want to. I wanted to see him. He's been thinking about me!
I reached up into the bathroom cabinet and cried out as a flash of pain shot through me. Grabbing the strongest pain killers I could, I took a few and bent my head under the water tap, to wash them down. I pulled off my 'jamas and slowly got into the shower. I let the cool water soothe my body and I washed myself gingerly. I stepped out and dried myself down. Wrapping my dressing gown round me.

stepping into the bedroom I rifled thought my wardrobe. I knew The Martini#s dress code was very strict. smart clothes.

An hour and a half later I was sat on my bed, still none the wiser about what to wear. It was too late to shop, and besides I was aching like crazy. Smiling to myself, I looked into the bottom of the closet. Just as I remembered. I had been shopping, and hidden it in the back of the wardrobe, ready for next time when go out. That obviously didn't happen, so tonight's a much better evening for it.
I pulled the material through my fingers and smiled, this should be great.
After putting my makeup on, and sliding the teal green dress over my head. I glance at my watch, its 7.25pm Shesh! Where did all the time go?!
I pulled up my sockings, placed my feet into little heeled shoes and gave myself a couple of squirts around you.
I phoned the taxi firm and ordered my car,

As you walk in to the bar, you see him instantly, at a little table for two close to the entrance. He stands and waves, a huge smile on his face.

"Mia!" he says, taking your hands and kissing you briefly on the lips. "You look absolutely beautiful. I'm so glad you could make it."

He is wearing a conservative blue suit, a white shirt, and a red tie. Impeccable.

"I have been thinking about you constantly," he says, holding your hand. "Here, I have a drink waiting here for you. It's a dirty martini, I hope you like it."

He takes his own drink and raises it. "To the beautiful red-haired girl in the green dress." He clinks his glass against yours and takes a long pull.