A strange meeting of strangers. (Closed for Mistriss_Isis and myself)

Scuttle Buttin'

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Phillip stopped in front of the large brick building, fishing the piece of paper with the address written on it out of his pocket and double checking that he was in the right place. Glancing from the building to the paper and back, he nodded to himself and put the paper away again. Apparently it was the right place despite how little it seemed to be.

In truth, he'd only heard about this place by word of mouth. A couple of his friends had been here and told him what little they could about it, but the details were few and far between. As best as he'd been able to figure out from what they'd told him, people called in and gave a few of their details - height, weight, race, hair color, age, with the women adding in their cup size - and then they were pared up with a member of the desired sex. It was very much forbidden to exchange names, phone numbers, e-mail addresses, or anything else that could be used to identify or locate the person outside of that meeting. If both people wanted to meet up again, they simply called up and requested the last person they were with. If both people did so, then another meeting was planned. Some couples had been meeting, and fucking, for years without ever knowing each other's name.

And so, Phillip had called and given them his information, and because he'd be anonymous and could basically let any desire he wanted out here, he told them he wanted someone that was submissive. He wanted a girl he could use as his fuck toy for a night, and this seemed like the perfect place to find her.

With a final glance at the front of the building, he opened the door and stepped inside...
 
Kassandra had called the place. She was tired of the dating scene, tired of not getting any. She had called in and told them she wanted someone dominant, someone who would use her anyway she wished. Her long black hair rested on her shoulders, her legs were crossed infront of her, a short black skirt rose exposing her creamy thighs.

The room was sparse, a long soft couch sat against the wall as well as a table with a drawer full of lube and other fun things. She could feel herself getting wet with the thought of being used, tonight would be great.
 
Phillip was lead to a small waiting room where he handed his credit card over to the attendant, who left him to process his payment. As with most places like this, women were free while the men had to pay, but it helped to attract more women, and they had to stay in business one way or another. He didn't mind too much, if they delivered what they promised.

The man returned a few moments later and handed Philip his card and reciept, both of which he tucked into his wallet and slipped back into his pants pocket.

"The lady is waiting for you... follow me."

He nodded to the man, then followed him out the door and down a small hallway. As he passed by the various doors he could hear people behind them crying out in various states of orgasmic bliss. At one door he was certain he heard at least 5 distinct voices moaning in the room. Interesting, he thought, but continued on.

The man stopped finally in front of a door and nodded his head towards it, "She's waiting for you in there," he said, "Everything you'll need is located in the drawer of the small table. If you need anything else, just use the phone on the wall and someone will be happy to bring it to you. Enjoy your stay, sir." With that, the man turned and walked off down the hall, leaving Phillip alone in front of the door.

Taking a deep breath, he glanced down at his clothes one last time - dark slacks and a darkly colored button-up shirt - and steeled his nerves. Ordinarily, he was pretty reserved in the bedroom, but being dominant, having his own little slut, had always been a fantasty of his. And finally, it was coming true.

Exhailing slowly, he stepped into the room, pushing the door shut behind him as his eyes started at her legs and began to slowly, and openly, work their way up her body......
 
Kassandra smiled as she saw him walk through the door, she could see his eyes trailing up her body and stopping for a long moment to linger on her ample breasts. "Good Evening," she smiled, licking her crimson painted lips.

"I am at your service..." she said bowing her head gently.
 
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"Mmm..." Phillip made a quiet sound of satisfaction in his throat, the beginnings of the encounter going better than he'd thought possible. And not only did she not introduce herself, adhiring to the strict rules of keeping your name secret, but from her demeanor and her words, she seemed to be very much the submissive girl he'd wanted. Now it was time to test that out a little more.

"Stand and strip for me," he said simply and then leaned back against the door he'd just come in, watching for her reaction...
 
Kassandra bit her lip and nodded, standing she slowly slid off her shirt, her breasts breaking free from the fabric as she unzipped her skirt and let it drop to the ground before sliding down her black thong and stepping out of it.

"Like this...Sir?" she asked not knowing if that was how he wanted to be addressed.
 
He watched with eager attention as she stripped for him, and in only a few moments she was standing before him naked, his eyes taking in her every curve, and already he felt himself growing hard. Stepping forward away from the door, he nodded to her slightly as he approached, "That was perfect, my little slut. Now let me see your ass."

He reached out to her as he said this, instead of waiting for her to act, and turned her body around so he was facing away from her, then he pushed her sholders down so she was bent over where she'd been sitting when he'd walked in. His hands slid down her back then and he let his hands move over her round ass before spanking her once, twice, then three times, red hand prints standing out on her white skin.

He moved up close behind her, pressing his cock against her ass through the fabric of his pants, and he slide his hands up her body and cupped her large tits in his hands, tweaking both nipples with his fingers as he straightened her body up, so his mouth was near her ear.

"Feel my cock, how hard you're making me? Reach back and take it out of my pants... stroke it with your hand"
 
Kassandra felt herself getting more wet by the second. As he pulled her up she sighed softly as she felt his hands on her tits, squeezing and kneading her nipples between his thumbs. Her hand slid back and slowly undid his zipped and top button ipening his pants as she slowly pulled his throbbing cock out.

Slowy she began to stroke him, her hand hardly fiting around his width. She knew it would hurt when he fucked her, but she knew it would feel so good. "How is that Sir?" she whispered, gasping as he kept touching her.
 
He groaned quietly in her ear as she began to stroke him, his cock growing harder in her grasp. His fingers pinched her nipples firmly one last time, then he pulled his hands from her, keeping his grip on both nipples until they finally pulled free from his pinching fingers.

Reaching up then, he grasped her shoulders and turned her around so she was facing him, his eyes focusing on hers.

"On your knees, slut. Suck my cock."
 
She smiled and did as instructed, slipping down to her knees before guiding the head of his cock into her mouth. Her tounge swirled around the head, dipping into his slit before swallowing down as much of his cock as she could.

Her mouth was stretched as she did so, slightly chocking as she forced him down her throat.
 
"Mmm yes, very nice. Very, very nice," he moaned as his head dropped back and his eyes closed. He focused on the feeling of her lips wrapped tightly around his cock and her throat tight around the fat head of his cock as she sucked him deeper. As her lips began to decend further and further down his long shaft, he opened his eyes and looked down to her, her sexy mouth looking impossibly small to take the length of his cock it already had, much less take anymore. But still, if she could do it...

"Can you take it all, my little cocksucker? Show me how much cock you can get in that little mouth of yours..."
 
With a deep breath through her nose, Kassandra pushed herself further down his cock, fighting the gag reflex. Her eyes looked up at him as her lips almost touched the skin above his cock. Her eyes were watering but she was sure she was pleasing him.
 
He was fully hard, throbbing now as she sank her mouth all the way down on his cock, and he took a handful of her hair and held her mouth there for a moment, feeling her throat squeezing tight around the head of his cock before he released her and let her pull her mouth back and get a breath.

"Mm very good, girl. Very good..."

He took a handful of her hair again and pulled her lips to his heavy balls as he ordered her, "Suck on my balls while you stroke me, my little slut."
 
"Yes sir..." she whispered as she licked the corners of of her mouth and wiping her eyes. She had teared up from deepthroating him but she would not complain. Her hand slid to his cock starting to stroke him as she began to suck and lick at his balls. Her eyes open and looking up at him.
 
His eyes fell closed as his little fuck toy for the evening slipped her tongue over his heavy balls, and his hands gripped her hair, keeping her mouth close to his balls. He let her continue for a few more moments, her hand continuing to stroke his throbbing dick while she sucked and licked on his balls, and then used her hair to pull her mouth back. Looking down at her, he released her hair and pointed to the chair she'd been sitting in when he first walked in.

"Go back and sit in that chair, let me get a taste of that tight little cunt of yours."
 
She smiled and let him slip from her lips, slowly she stood and inched back, pulling herself onto the chair she smiled and spread her legs. "Please do as you like.." she almost pleaded as she rubbed her dripping cunt slowly before he came closer.
 
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