Another Story from my wonderful Sub Baby Girl
YOU Have a car sent to pick me up and deliver me to my hotel room, where there are 3 beautiful dresses waiting for me to choose from to wear. I choose and slip into the sexy red one and meet the driver back in the lobby as instructed. He hands me an envelope... Inside the envelope are the words "Go to the hotel lounge and order a drink."
My heels echo across the lobby as I enter the quiet bar. I order a glass of Pinot Noir and sit in the corner, facing the door. My heart races with anticipation to finally meet You.
Some time passes and I order a second glass of wine. The bar is getting busier and there is a handsome gentleman at the other end who can't seem to keep his eyes off of me. No matter how hard I try, I can't help meeting his glare several times. It's almost uncomfortable because here I sit waiting for You. But wait, where are You ?
I gesture for the bartender one more time but as I'm about to order, she tells me "the gentleman at the end of the bar would like to buy this one ." I blush, and kindly nod in his direction. Of all times, I think to myself, for this to happen it has to be while I'm waiting on a date.
My third glass of wine is half FULL when I start to feel as if I am being stood up... It's hard to believe after all the trouble and planning, and the fancy room and beautiful dresses that he just wouldn't show up, but it wouldn't be my first disappointment and I was sure it wouldn't be my last. Maybe he called and cancelled. I realize now that I had left my phone in my room.
I wave at the bartender again and signal for my check. "Oh the drinks are billed to the room ma'am." She replied as she continued on to another patron.
I took a deep breath and unruffled my dress as I stood and walked back towards the lobby. A crooked smile from the gentleman in the corner of the bar as I passed blanketed a little hope, that if I did find a voicemail cancellation from You, that all wasn't lost. The brat in me suddenly thought; "I'll show You!"
I took the elevator to the 15th floor stopping quite a few times along the way for unruly 20-something's who had way too much to drink, then walked the length of the hallway, thinking why on earth would I be all the way in the back corner... Just my luck... and in these heels!
I try my key card; "oh you have got to be k**ding me!" I'm just about ready to scream at the thought of that long walk back in these undeniably sexy, but excruciatingly painful heels.
Suddenly, the door opens. To my surprise standing in front of me, in my room is the handsome stranger. Shocked and confused, I look down at my key and at the numbers on the door. I have the right room.
"Do not be frightened s". He says to me. "Your Master sent me." He extends an arm to receive me...and instinctively I take his hand. "Please, come in He has other instructions for you."
The door closes behind us and he comes close, kisses me gently on my cheek and whispers "You are safe." With that he takes a blindfold from his pocket, tells me to turn and face the wall and lift my hair. Again, instinctively I comply and the blindfold is placed tightly over my eyes so I cannot see a thing. My breath is so quick and I am physically trembling.
Master said He would test me, but I did not expect this! Not tonight!
I am led into the room slowly by my left hand. My right reaching into the darkness until I feel the edge of the bed against my knees.
It's so quiet in the room. "Hello?" I mutter in a half whisper "Master are You here?" Next I feel a hand in my hair, moving it onto my right shoulder and then the stranger's voice again. "Your Master is here and You are safe. He told me your safe word is RED, and He is gifting You to me. Do you understand? You will please Him through me and You are safe." With those words I feel my strangers arms reaching around me separating my crossed arms, slowly and firmly placing them down at my sides "Do not move" he says and he steps away. The room is cold without his body close and I begin to shiver. I am so scared but I want to pass Master's tests.
My next thoughts were interrupted by my stranger's hands again in my hair... He pushes me forward over the edge of the bed his now seemingly naked body pressed firmly against me, forcing my hands above my head he holds both my tiny wrists with one hand as he finds his way roughly up my dress, his knees assisting in the separation of my thighs as his free hand pulls my panties aside and fingers enter her wetness. He leans in closer as he jams three fingers in deep, fucking me hard and fast with them until I'm sure I'll explode... But just as I'm about to cum... I hear another voice in front of me
"NOT YET." HE says. It's the voice of my Master. He is here! He is watching me. I feel sudden embarrassment that he sees me like this.
My stranger starts kissing and nibbling roughly my shoulders, then I feel His embrace on my wrist loosen, as other hands come from above me on the bed and pull me up slightly. "Master?" I whisper, but there is no reply. I feel my wrists being bound in leather cuffs as my stranger is doing the same at my ankles. Then I feel slight comfort as my hair is gently brushed from my face and I am caressed lightly. I am sure it has to be Master at the head of the bed, but he does not say a word.
I feel ice cubes running the lengths of my legs... And then my sexy red dress flipped up over my back... I feel the sharp pain of him pulling my panties deep into my slit. And then He rips them off at the hip, one string at a time . There I lay, spread, exposed, blind and vulnerable.
I feel the ice cubes again ... Up my thighs , then inside my slit . I lost count how many he pushed inside me, first my pussy, then my ass... It was a torturous game of pain and pleasure. After the ice came candle wax ... And during it all I endured various instruments of contact play and bouts of rough finger-fucking to where I was begging for more ice. But each time he would bring me to the edge, and stop.
Hours must have past - I called out for Him, but He never answered. Then finally I heard Him. "Enough." He said. His voice still above me as if he is on the bed. "You may go now." I heard Him say and there were no other words ... I lay there catching my breath as I heard the rustling sounds of my stranger getting dressed, I heard him slip into his shoes... I heard a belt being buckled and then the door.
It was so quiet again. And then from above me that tender hand again brushed my hair from my face, the bed moved and I heard Him walking around to the foot of it.
"You're a good girl." He said . "But, I'm not done with You yet ."
"I believe You earned some punishment ."
Just then I hear his belt unbuckle. And the sound of leather being pulled from the loops. I whimper and beg... Pleading and trying to convince Him that my stranger had punished me enough...
His answer: " that was not punishment my pet, That was for My pleasure. THIS is Your punishment ." He drags the belt up my leg and taps my open pussy with it ... "And if You take Your punishment well, your pussy will get a reward." He began right in... Moving from the foot of the bed, to my left and then from above me. I realized the bed must be centered. And then he would be on my right. He whips me so many times I lose count and I was so far into my subspace that there was no more pain!!! I cried out begging Him to stop, begging for forgiveness and eventually I cried out "Thank You Master!!!!" Tears were pouring from under my mask and my body was in a euphoric state. I was crying, but not because I was sad, or because I felt pain... I didn't feel any pain anymore ... I felt an amazing release, I felt free, I felt thankful to my Master.
Soon, one by one my cuffs were removed. He gently sat me up on the edge of the bed and removed my blindfold. He was smiling at me. His approving eyes were all I needed... I broke down again... And he pulled me into his chest. "That's it, let it out baby, Daddy's got you ."
After I got my breath back , He draws me a warm bubble bath and gently lowers me in. "Relax now baby. You did well. When the water starts to cool, I want you to go to Daddy's Master suite, climb under the soft down comforter and rest... Daddy will be back to wake You in a few hours... You're a good girl."
He turns and walk out...
My heels echo across the lobby as I enter the quiet bar. I order a glass of Pinot Noir and sit in the corner, facing the door. My heart races with anticipation to finally meet You.
Some time passes and I order a second glass of wine. The bar is getting busier and there is a handsome gentleman at the other end who can't seem to keep his eyes off of me. No matter how hard I try, I can't help meeting his glare several times. It's almost uncomfortable because here I sit waiting for You. But wait, where are You ?
I gesture for the bartender one more time but as I'm about to order, she tells me "the gentleman at the end of the bar would like to buy this one ." I blush, and kindly nod in his direction. Of all times, I think to myself, for this to happen it has to be while I'm waiting on a date.
My third glass of wine is half FULL when I start to feel as if I am being stood up... It's hard to believe after all the trouble and planning, and the fancy room and beautiful dresses that he just wouldn't show up, but it wouldn't be my first disappointment and I was sure it wouldn't be my last. Maybe he called and cancelled. I realize now that I had left my phone in my room.
I wave at the bartender again and signal for my check. "Oh the drinks are billed to the room ma'am." She replied as she continued on to another patron.
I took a deep breath and unruffled my dress as I stood and walked back towards the lobby. A crooked smile from the gentleman in the corner of the bar as I passed blanketed a little hope, that if I did find a voicemail cancellation from You, that all wasn't lost. The brat in me suddenly thought; "I'll show You!"
I took the elevator to the 15th floor stopping quite a few times along the way for unruly 20-something's who had way too much to drink, then walked the length of the hallway, thinking why on earth would I be all the way in the back corner... Just my luck... and in these heels!
I try my key card; "oh you have got to be k**ding me!" I'm just about ready to scream at the thought of that long walk back in these undeniably sexy, but excruciatingly painful heels.
Suddenly, the door opens. To my surprise standing in front of me, in my room is the handsome stranger. Shocked and confused, I look down at my key and at the numbers on the door. I have the right room.
"Do not be frightened s". He says to me. "Your Master sent me." He extends an arm to receive me...and instinctively I take his hand. "Please, come in He has other instructions for you."
The door closes behind us and he comes close, kisses me gently on my cheek and whispers "You are safe." With that he takes a blindfold from his pocket, tells me to turn and face the wall and lift my hair. Again, instinctively I comply and the blindfold is placed tightly over my eyes so I cannot see a thing. My breath is so quick and I am physically trembling.
Master said He would test me, but I did not expect this! Not tonight!
I am led into the room slowly by my left hand. My right reaching into the darkness until I feel the edge of the bed against my knees.
It's so quiet in the room. "Hello?" I mutter in a half whisper "Master are You here?" Next I feel a hand in my hair, moving it onto my right shoulder and then the stranger's voice again. "Your Master is here and You are safe. He told me your safe word is RED, and He is gifting You to me. Do you understand? You will please Him through me and You are safe." With those words I feel my strangers arms reaching around me separating my crossed arms, slowly and firmly placing them down at my sides "Do not move" he says and he steps away. The room is cold without his body close and I begin to shiver. I am so scared but I want to pass Master's tests.
My next thoughts were interrupted by my stranger's hands again in my hair... He pushes me forward over the edge of the bed his now seemingly naked body pressed firmly against me, forcing my hands above my head he holds both my tiny wrists with one hand as he finds his way roughly up my dress, his knees assisting in the separation of my thighs as his free hand pulls my panties aside and fingers enter her wetness. He leans in closer as he jams three fingers in deep, fucking me hard and fast with them until I'm sure I'll explode... But just as I'm about to cum... I hear another voice in front of me
"NOT YET." HE says. It's the voice of my Master. He is here! He is watching me. I feel sudden embarrassment that he sees me like this.
My stranger starts kissing and nibbling roughly my shoulders, then I feel His embrace on my wrist loosen, as other hands come from above me on the bed and pull me up slightly. "Master?" I whisper, but there is no reply. I feel my wrists being bound in leather cuffs as my stranger is doing the same at my ankles. Then I feel slight comfort as my hair is gently brushed from my face and I am caressed lightly. I am sure it has to be Master at the head of the bed, but he does not say a word.
I feel ice cubes running the lengths of my legs... And then my sexy red dress flipped up over my back... I feel the sharp pain of him pulling my panties deep into my slit. And then He rips them off at the hip, one string at a time . There I lay, spread, exposed, blind and vulnerable.
I feel the ice cubes again ... Up my thighs , then inside my slit . I lost count how many he pushed inside me, first my pussy, then my ass... It was a torturous game of pain and pleasure. After the ice came candle wax ... And during it all I endured various instruments of contact play and bouts of rough finger-fucking to where I was begging for more ice. But each time he would bring me to the edge, and stop.
Hours must have past - I called out for Him, but He never answered. Then finally I heard Him. "Enough." He said. His voice still above me as if he is on the bed. "You may go now." I heard Him say and there were no other words ... I lay there catching my breath as I heard the rustling sounds of my stranger getting dressed, I heard him slip into his shoes... I heard a belt being buckled and then the door.
It was so quiet again. And then from above me that tender hand again brushed my hair from my face, the bed moved and I heard Him walking around to the foot of it.
"You're a good girl." He said . "But, I'm not done with You yet ."
"I believe You earned some punishment ."
Just then I hear his belt unbuckle. And the sound of leather being pulled from the loops. I whimper and beg... Pleading and trying to convince Him that my stranger had punished me enough...
His answer: " that was not punishment my pet, That was for My pleasure. THIS is Your punishment ." He drags the belt up my leg and taps my open pussy with it ... "And if You take Your punishment well, your pussy will get a reward." He began right in... Moving from the foot of the bed, to my left and then from above me. I realized the bed must be centered. And then he would be on my right. He whips me so many times I lose count and I was so far into my subspace that there was no more pain!!! I cried out begging Him to stop, begging for forgiveness and eventually I cried out "Thank You Master!!!!" Tears were pouring from under my mask and my body was in a euphoric state. I was crying, but not because I was sad, or because I felt pain... I didn't feel any pain anymore ... I felt an amazing release, I felt free, I felt thankful to my Master.
Soon, one by one my cuffs were removed. He gently sat me up on the edge of the bed and removed my blindfold. He was smiling at me. His approving eyes were all I needed... I broke down again... And he pulled me into his chest. "That's it, let it out baby, Daddy's got you ."
After I got my breath back , He draws me a warm bubble bath and gently lowers me in. "Relax now baby. You did well. When the water starts to cool, I want you to go to Daddy's Master suite, climb under the soft down comforter and rest... Daddy will be back to wake You in a few hours... You're a good girl."
He turns and walk out...
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