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Service with a Smile
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Service with a Smile (This was my very first story that I wrote years ago, I dusted it off for you to enjoy... I hope you do!) She looked both ways on the street before knocking at an unmarked door in a fairly well to do neighborhood. Nervously she clasped her hands to her breast, wondering if her coat covered the tops of her thigh high stockings or if everyone knew what sexy little unmentionables she wore beneath. The butler opens the door and her to an office space towards the back of the first floor. As she enters the room, she sees her reflection in the mirror. Long auburn curls fall softly around her face, framing the pristine ivory of her skin and highlighting her emerald eyes. She is alone in the office, so she removes her coat and observes her form in the mirror. A thin strip of leather is clasped around her neck, complete with a small steel ring to attach a leash or other restraint to it. A vinyl corset lifts and displays her voluptuous chest and narrow waistline. Garters hold up her stockings and<b> open crotch </font></b>panties complete her "costume" showing off her freshly shaved pussy. Entranced by her image she stumbles, unused to such high heels, and falls to her knees. The door opens and in walks her master. He ignores her and goes to the desk which is unusually clear of objects this night. A snap of the fingers and the session begins. She crawls to him and assumes her submissive kneeling position knowing his hungry eyes are capturing every bit of her form. "Acceptable my wench, you did well" he says quietly. "Get your ass on the desk and your feet in the air, I have much planned tonight!" Head down she smiles knowing he will see how wet she is for him, and hoping he might "punish" her for her excitement. She takes her position and he restrains her hands and covers her eyes. Catching her smile he reaches out and pinches her left nipple through the vinyl, causing her to gasp and lift up off the desk in mute request for more. "Oh no my dear, not yet." he says, "This night will be our longest yet." She shudders and thinks of the past two visits she has made to him. To think in a month she went from dowdy to wanton makes her wet and eager to try whatever he suggests. He walks around her dragging a feather over her arms and down her legs. She twitches from the tickling sensation and her pussy becomes even wetter from the sensory overload. After what seems like forever, she feels the head of his cock rubbing against her lips and she opens her mouth eagerly. "You cock hungry wench, you love it don’t you?" he whispers to her. She moans in response to his query. Sliding his hands through her hair, he guides her mouth over his cock more forcefully, excited by the power of dominance. She has become skilled in the month that has passed and all too soon, he slows wanting to delay his pleasure. She cries out and he smacks her thighs with his cat o nine reminding her there was to be no noise. She feels him grasp her legs and wrench them apart. Her pussy is now spread wide open for his viewing. Obediently she stays silent, biting her lip to keep from making any noise. She jumps slightly when she hears the door open. The Master says nothing and eventually she feels soft hands rubbing over her legs and thighs. Biting down harder on her lip, she wiggles her hips in invitation to those wonderfully soft hands. Lips join hands as they travel along her legs, kissing and caressing every inch of her lower body. Again she feels hands grabbing her head and a cock being pushed into her mouth. She sucks at it as a babe drinks a bottle submerged in the feeling of it all. A hand unzips the zippers over her breasts and lips wrap around her large dusky nipples. Excited beyond belief she writhes beneath the attentions of unseen hands, lips, and cocks. Then just as suddenly as it was there, the lips and hands are gone, leaving only the cock in her mouth remaining, hard with a bit of precum teasing her taste buds. The master’s voice calls out from across the room, "Enough! Fuck the wench, and use this in her ass." Visions passed in her head, unable to tell what the master was planning. Trembling she feels her partner untie her limbs and pull her to the edge of the desk. Standing again, she is turned and bent over the desk with her legs spread apart. A hand slides between her legs and fingers brush her excited clit almost making her collapse. Still blindfolded, she wonders what will be next as she feels a hard latex dildo well lubed being pressed against her asshole. Sighing she relaxes and the smooth textured toy slides into her back hole. Feeling wonderfully full she moans when an even bigger real cock shoves its way into her dripping wet pussy. "Now beg for your fucking, wench!" yells the master. "Oh please fuck me in both holes!" she says breathlessly. "I've been so bad; I need it in both holes, Punish me with your cock and that dildo!" Moaning and screaming she came as her unseen lovers plowed her ass and pussy. Finally she was silenced by the master’s cock being shoved down her throat as his hands gripped her head. "Suck that cock, wench. Take it all down your throat!" he said through clenched teeth, intent on his own pleasure. Lips clamped around his huge cock, she swallowed and sucked trying to get every drop he would spill down her throat. At last he blasts her throat with his cum and slowly pulls away from her lips. Someone is nibbling softly at her pussy and licking her clit. They grab her by the waist and lower her down onto their face as she collapses in pleasure from the seeking tongue of an unknown lover. Riding her lovers face she rubs her clit hard against that tongue pushing for just one more cum. blinding pleasure floods her every pore as she peaks from the attentions of her oral companion. Exhausted she collapses on her side. She awakes, lying naked on silk sheets in the dark. Someone carried her to a bed, she knows not who. This is how it always has been. She sits up and puts her legs over the bedside. Sliding her hands over her body, she recalls her "office work" and smiles. Who knows what her next "visit" might bring.  |
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