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Playtime Stories 21– Mistress G
Every once in a while I need a little discipline. I have a couple of Dominant ladies that I see semi annually. Each offers something the other does not.
Mistress Eva is a larger middle-aged divorcee who probably drove her ex-husband away with her needs. She is very controlling and enjoys inflicting some levels of S/M in most of her scenes. She truly enjoys the thrill of making a male slave scream a certain way and forcing him to submit through the use of humiliation. She is not the type of woman I’d look twice at on the street, but she has a magnetic property to her. I am very drawn to her object use of my body for her pleasure. She loves to have me arrive early and service her after I am dressed and then include me as a slave for another client. Occasionally she likes to have me be a Dom for other guests. I am definitely more of a sub than a dom, but every once in a while, I get to “torture” a slave by humiliating him or forcing my dick into their mouth or making them lick my ass or even de-virginize them anally. It is quite a turn on for me and they never forget it. I get to call them names, make them crawl to me, slap men, and generally “abuse” them. A few of the slaves actually seem to need the abuse the way I give it to them. I have crushed a slave’s face with my crotch and pissed on him. I have scrapped my high heels down a slave’s chest and back leaving marks. I’ve spanked some asses and left finger imprints on several occasions. I have helped Mistress Eva feminize a couple of her slaves and then sexually abused them during a “****” scene. I actually had a slave bound around my upper legs and with my cock firmly seated in his mouth while his ass was abused using a riding crop, a cat’o nine tails, a dildo, and finally a cock by one of Mistress Eva’s “Sub-Masters.” The hottest part of that was after the “slave” left and then the sub-master fucked me on the examination table in front of the mirror and Mistress Eva. I was forced to repeat “I love you Mistress Eva! I love you Master! Fuck me harder! Use me!” the entire time I was fucked.
The other dominatrix I see is named Mistress Genella. I see Mistress G about twice as much as Mistress Eva because she is more sensually and power-oriented than Mistress Eva. Mistress G also routinely includes females in her scenes. Sometimes its wives and sometimes they are other slaves or even dominant associates of Mistress G. I always have a memorable time at Mistress G’s. I have never fucked Mistress G, but of course she could not say the same of me.
I met Mistress G after I was unable to get a scene with Mistress Eva due to her full schedule. I was so horny for some use as a submissive and some time in an underworld of black shiny PVC and the smell of candles and black leather. I started trying to get a scene for that mid after noon after wrestling with the craving all morning.
I was disheartened to be denied Mistress Eva’s fulfillment and I was doubtful when I found Mistress G’s add in the paper. She had a nice-looking photo but, unlike Mistress Eva’s add which described her specialties, Mistress G’s did not describe anything and only promised “total satisfaction.”
When I reached her, she sounded very confident and business like, while still a little sensual and enthusiastic. She asked me to say in only one sentence what I needed.
“I want to be dressed up like a whore and used by a mistress on herself and other slaves,” I replied.
Mistress G said she didn’t want me to add any more details or ask for any particular type of activities at all over the phone. She wanted to meet me dressed up before we had a scene and discuss what my likes, dislikes and needs were. She wanted to see me and get a feel for my interests and past sexual history. She originally wanted me to dress up and meet her in a coffee shop in two hours.
I told her that while I am beautiful, I don’t push my luck by doing a lot in public areas that aren’t of more an adult oriented nature. I suggested we meet in my favorite motel, after all, the room fee would be paid for by a quick blowjob with the understanding manager, and her fee was going to cost a small fortune.
Mistress G was not interested in the Motel. She “a final option,” saying she would meet me later that night at a local rest stop. I knew the stop and told her I could be there in about two and a half hours, just after dark. She checked her appointments and told me she might have a conflict but she would be there in no more than three hours. Then she asked me where I would change or “transform into my alter ego.” I told her about my motel again, and she guaranteed me that if she could not accommodate my needs she would give me half of the cost of my room, or if there was a scheduling conflict she would decrease her fee by the cost of the room at our first session. I was very turned on by her voice and demeanor. I could do nothing to stifle my own craving and quickly agreed. She told me the location in the rest stop parking lot to be waiting and the time she would pull up behind me. She had me describe my self and my car. She told me to call her if there were any changes or problems. I agreed and was left with a hard cock poking upward in my pants when we hung up.
I had my things in my car and had already planned to get a quick bite on the way to the motel. I started feeling that deep, ache in my ass and the rear of my cock. I started getting semi-hard and as I picked up myn things to leave I notied some dick-drip pre-cum leaking out and making a quarter-sized wet spot on the front of my pants. I smiled.
An hour later I was just finishing my makeup and looked great in my slut clothes as the manager knocked his special knock before letting himself in to collect his payment for the room. I finished teasing my hair and added blush as he pressed his heavy body against my backside and into the edge of the sink. He groped my silicon tits through the black leather vest and ran his hands down my black leather corset. Then he backed away so he could feel my cock being held up by my black lycra panties and covered by my short black leather miniskirt. He squeezed me and his nasty hands snaked down the garters he felt through the skirt to the tops of my black sheer stockings and back up under my crotch to search out my firmly seated midnight black anal plug. I smiled at him in the mirror and he smelled my $200 auburn hair where it met my shoulders. I set down the blush and buckled my black leather choker around my neck. I checked my eyes, darkened with shades of blue, dark gray, black, pink-silver and rouge, and then accented with heavy black mascara. I licked my dark red lips and then began to force my self around and in front of him.
I used my body weight to move him back and then I kneeled on the nasty floor of the cheap room and undid his pants. I opened his fly and paid for my room with my mouth. I took his dick in my wet whorifice and licked him on his cockhead as I sucked him with the precision of a professional cocksucker. I reached up and stroked him as I sucked his cock. I felt him lean forward and hold himself up with his hands on the counter right behind my head. I moaned and sucked. He grunted as I mouth-fucked him there on the floor. I was a little pressed for time so I stroked him a little harder and sucked him as deep as his thick five or so inches would go. About four or five minutes after I started he came and I had earned my room. I stood up and spit him out into the sink. He still shook and held himself up. Then I felt him lean against me and begin his usual pleading for me to call him after I got back from whatever I did. He wanted me to call him before I left for the night so he could come down and fuck my ass. As usual, I told him a definite, maybe. He finished his groveling and left as I finished fixing my lipstick.
I drove in the rain and darkness of the fall evening with my leather coat on in my still-cool car. I shivered from a mixture of cold and anticipation. I was also driving south toward the rest stop just after rush hour. I thought about all the people who were driving around me not knowing what I was doing this winter Thursday evening. I smiled as I compared their possible activities to my own. Finally, my car warmed up and I stopped shivering about a mile and a half short of the stop. As I drove into the right lane of the freeway I noticed a guy looking at me in the car on my left. He smiled and I flirted back with a slutty preen. He made mouth movements that looked like he said “wow, oh my god!” I couldn’t tell what he really meant but I flirted with him the whole final mile to my off-ramp. I waved as he kept going and waved back at me. A bump in the road took me by surprise and I felt my plug push up into me.
I checked my dash clock and saw that I was twelve minutes early. I drove through the rest stop toward the area Mistress G told me to park in. I was surprised how busy the area was at this time of night. Most of the cars were not out of state too. I wondered if I had somehow failed to find another place to cruise for cock. I saw a mixture of people and started to dismiss the thought. I reached the area where I was supposed to park but found it was full of cars and a van. I started to figure out what I should do and where else I could park in the area to meet my Mistress. I couldn’t see anyplace that was good so I circled around the rest stop parking lot and came back around for another look. As I approached the area I got a bit of luck. The back of the van opened and I saw a guy get out quickly and walk away from the back of the van to the next car over. He got in pulled out and drove away quickly. I smiled and pulled in on the right side of the van and left my car running for the heat. I looked and now I had about eleven minutes before my Mistress was to meet me. I checked my makeup and added gloss to my luscious lips. As I looked at myself in the rear-view mirror and did my makeup I got hard. I looked at my eyes and preened at myself. I looked like a slut. What a whore, I thought…
The door of the van slid back right next to my door. I was taken by surprise. I looked to my left and saw a man crawling backwards out of the side door of the van and holding what looked like a stirrup of a black leather sex swing. It was just dark enough that I couldn’t tell if it really was. He started to close the door and turned to look at my window. I have tinted windows, but he could undoubtedly tell I was staring at his contraption and at him. The door slammed with a loud locking sound. He walked off to the restrooms and disappeared. I looked at the next car over and noticed a man watching me. His body movements looked like he was jacking off while he watched. I realized that this was a cruising place, and I was being cruised. Another guy walked by from the restroom and watched me as he kept going to pass the van. Then another guy came from the other side of the van and split his time between me and the guy jacking off next door. A few moments later the first guy walked back by and continued to the restroom while he leered at me. Then the guy next to me unrolled his window and signaled for me to do the same. I looked at my clock and saw I had ten minutes left. I lowered my window and smiled. He was a cute guy in his mid twenties.
“Hi, how are you doing,” he asked.
“Fine,” I answered.
“I think you look hot.”
“Thank you. What are you up to?” I said with a nasty smile.
He smiled at the loaded question and said “oh, about eight inches. You wanna see?”
I looked at the clock just as it counted down another minute. “Sure.” What a way to pass the time, watching a guy jack off, I thought.
He had other plans though. He got out of his car with his dick out of his pants and covered himself with his long coat and walked around to my driver door. I hit the button to raise the passenger window and then lowered my window. He stopped a step back from my window so he could see me. He resumed his masturbation. I watched and reached underneath to play with myself a little.
“Finish me off, suck me you slut. I know why you’re here and I know what you’ve got between your legs... Suck my dick.”
I looked up and knew I couldn’t refuse such sweet talk. I looked over at the clock and committed to a quick blowjob. I tilted myself to rest on my left ass cheek and put my mouth at the correct angle for head. He stepped forward and put his thin pointy cockhead against my extended tongue. I closed my lips around his medium shaft and started sucking him off. He closed the coat around my window and kept prying eyes from seeing too much. I sucked him down into my mouth and then stroked back along his shaft. My lips were tight and I twirled my tongue around his sex. He tasted like a bit of baby oil and precum. I freed my cock and stroked myself with my left hand. I reached up and jacked him with my right. My cock was drooling precum and I rubbed myself furiously as I sucked him like whore. I moved my head back in forth in unison with my own hand sucking him deeply as I jacked myself. His cock was hot in my mouth and it felt him pop against my throat a few times. I sealed my lips and stroked him deeply. I felt so nasty sucking off this parking lot pervert. In only a couple of minutes he was ready to cum. I felt him try to pull away and keep from cumming. I grabbed him and pulled him deep into my mouth.
“Ohh! Ughhaahh! Aw oh- fuck!” He said as the first of several spurts of semen coated my mouth. I sucked him as he came and lathered his cock with his cream.
He pulled away and closed his coat around his body and quickly walked to his car and got in. He smiled at me as he wiped himself off and then just sat there. I looked at the clock and saw another three minutes to go before the Mistress should appear. I quickly opened my purse and started to fix my lipstick. I finished my lips as the van owner walked by and looked me over. Another person walked by stroking his cock through his pants begging for attention.
I saw the time for the Mistress G’s arrival come and pass. I became slightly discouraged after two minutes went by.
A creepy guy walked by and stopped in front of my car to stroke himself and try to get my approval. He became pushy and walked over to the front of my car and continued. Then he approached my window and actually opened his pants and showed me a four or five-inch stub of an un-cut cock that was covered with long pubic hairs. Yuck!
I considered just pulling out and driving around through the parking lot and trying to make it easier for the Mistress to spot me and at the same time avoid this guy. I took the parking brake off and shifted to reverse as a dark mid-size car pulled behind me and stopped. The passenger of the dark car behind me lowered the back window. I looked out my rear view and saw the likeness of Mistress G’s picture from the add. I put the brake on and sat wondering what to do next.
She sat, motionless looking at me and waited for me to come to her.
I opened my car door and walked to her door. As I got closer I saw a Latino man was driving for her. She smiled as I walked over using my best strut. She looked me up and down.
“Hi, what is your name?” she asked.
“I am Rebecca.”
“Ok, how lovely you look. I am Mistress Genella. I want you to get back in your car and follow me to a less public spot, ok?”
“Yes mistress.” I replied
“Oh, a very good start. Let’s go now, honey.”
I followed her out of the rest stop and we took an off ramp a mile down the road. We drove a couple of miles to a business park that was probably bustling during the day yet deserted at night. Mistress G’s car pulled into a parking spot and I parked next to her side of the car. She rolled down her window and I did the same.
“Well, you look ravishing my dear.”
“Thank you, mistress.” I said in a slutty submissive voice. I tasted the cum in my mouth.
“So, I need to ask you a few questions and get a feel for you. It would be easier if you and I sat in the back of my car together. Are you comfortable with that my dear?”
Well, what the hell. “Yes mistress.”
She got out and her driver did as well. He rushed around to open the rear door. Mistress ushered me in first. I got out and closed my door and seated myself behind the driver’s seat. Mistress G sat next to me and faced me. The driver got in and turned on the cabin light and then he put on some head phones and listened to music. We were as private as possible.
Mistress G was quite beautiful. She had black hair with auburn stripes that began at the top of her head and streaked downward to pass her shoulders. She had dark brown penetrating eyes with dark liner and mascara. Her lips were a blood red and she wore no blush at all. All I could see her wearing was a long black shiny three-quarters length coat that was belted around her thin waist. She was a dream come true. I wanted so bad to touch, rub, and fuck her.
“My, you are a pretty little thing, now aren’t you? So, why don’t we start at the beginning? Tell me about you first sexual experience…”
Over the next ten minutes or so the Mistress interviewed me and asked me a wide range of questions. When did I have my first time with a woman? What was it like? When was the first time with a guy? How was that? When did I start dressing? What did I like so much about it? What are my sexual practices? Et cetera, et certera…
“When was the last time you performed fellatio?”
“Um, about five minutes before you arrived.”
“Really, oh my you are a slut, aren’t you? It sounds to me that you need some discipline, but I want you to tell me what it is that you think you need.”
“Well I have been feeling this craving for a while now. Mistress, I need to serve a beautiful sensual dominant woman, like you. I need to be told what a slut I am and used by her and on her slaves. I need to be sexually subservient. I need to be used like whore, but not paid.” I said as my heart beat and my cock stiffened.
Mistress G looked out the window for a moment and then reached over and squeezed the head of my cock through my skirt. She looked at me and smiled. “I know I can accommodate you. You are pretty and I am going to test your talent. I may even have use for you in my slave corral on a part time basis.” My heart was thumping as she gripped me and told me this.
Then she delivered the bombshell. “I cannot have a session with you tonight and certainly I cannot include you in the one I am going to perform after we part. I do want you to perform a service for me so I can see your ability. After which, I will allow you to decide your preference for me to match half the amount of your hotel cost or plan to decrease it from the tribute for our first session.”
I wasn’t quite devastated, but I was visibly disappointed.
“Ok, I want you to expose yourself to me and show me everything.”
I opened up my coat and took it down off my shoulders. Her car was nice and warm. I unzipped my vest and opened it to each side. I pulled up my skirt and pushed my panties down. My cock popped free and left a line of precum sticking to the front of my leather cincher.
“Oooo, slave slime. How nice. Turn around my little slut.”
I was over the disappointment and receiving the type of attention I craved. I did as ordered. She slapped my ass with a loud crack. “Ummm, firm. Nice. What is that? Is that a-? It is! My little slave, I don’t remember telling you to prepare yourself. How nice, a girl who knows what to do on her own. I will remember that my dear. Now turn around again and sit facing me.”
I sat and looked at her. She opened her thick coat and exposed a short shiny black rubber dress that clung as if it were a painting to her shapely hourglass figure. She opened her legs and her dress rode up to her hip. She took my hand and placed it against her warm vagina. “Make me cum.”
“Yes Mistress Genella.” I reached into her and probed her wet lips. I moved my hand up her cleft and rubbed her clitoris. I made small circle around the tip of the bump. She was very firm after a mere ten or fifteen revolutions. She began to moan. And she watched my reaction. I smiled at her and touched my cockhead.
“No my slave. Pay attention to only me.” She ordered.
I complied and rubbed her with soft strokes. She moaned and then she began to move her head around and side to side. She was getting close. I felt that she’d already been close before I touched her and that I hadn’t just started from scratch. She got very wet and then she bit her lower lip and exhaled forcefully. She moaned again very loud and breathed out as her orgasm shot through her body. She reached down and grabbed my hand and held it against her clit, pressing firmly. I felt her clit throb beneath.
“Ohhh! Oh fuck yes! Oh!” she yelled. Then she shoved my hand away. I sat back against the door and watched her cum. She rubbed herself a little and then opened her eyes and looked at me. She kissed her finger and than reached over to plant it on my bottom lip. She smiled and said, “That was very nice my slave. Now, climb over the seat and suck his cock.”
I smiled and looked over at him. She reached over and removed his phones and said, “Get your cock out for my new slave to suck.”
He lifted his ass off the seat and lowered his pants to his ankles. I climbed over and put my knees on the passenger side floorboard. I reached up and took hold of his cock in a pornographic manner. I looked up at him and smiled as I held him. His cock was large and clean-cut. He had a nice thick long dark piece of Latino meat. I leaned forward and opened my mouth to place my shiny red lips on just the head of his cock. I licked the glans on the underside of his cockhead. Then I tilted my head toward Mistress G who was sitting forward to watch me in action. I smiled at her as I opened my whorifice a little and slid my watering mouth down on him. I heard him moan a little. I fitted him into my throat and sucked his shaft as I went back up his pole. Then I closed my eyes and went to work in earnest. I sucked his luscious cock like a pro. I kept him lubricated with saliva and tongued him as I worked his shaft. He was moaning and gasping as I blew him. I worked my left hand down to myself and worked the precum soaked head with my thumb. I reached up with my right hand to use my right thumb and index finger to stroke his shaft. He moaned even more. I rubbed myself so well that I was almost ready to cum.
Then I heard him speak for the first time. “Mistress, May I have permission to cum?”
“Yes, my slave, defile this whore’s mouth with your impurity. Fill her mouth with your scum slave.”
Then he breathed out hard a few times and suddenly froze. I knew what to expect, but not how much to expect. He started blasting load after load of thick cum into my mouth. He shoved his cock up into my throat once and I breathed in. I felt his thick cum pushed into my throat and nearly choked. He kept shooting in me and I held on and took all I could. He lifted up and pushed up above his lap and then quickly dropped out of my mouth. Then he pushed his cock up and ran his wet cum covered cock into my cheek and smeared the cocktail all over my face. I lifted myself away and wiped the cream off and looked Mistress G with a mischievous smile. She sent an approving smile at me and watched my eyes. I looked at her with satisfaction. I realized I was still holding my cock when she reached over and replaced my hand with her own lubricated hand and started jacking me off. I was so close already that she only had to give me a few more strokes and take me over the summit. I reached down and started to grab my cock away from her.
“Use your hands to catch your cum, my dear.”
“Uhh, oh! Ohh!, Yes Mistress,” I grunted as I began to shoot into my own hand. Glob after glob of cum shot into my hand with her skilled assistance. I started to lean forward and caught myself with my other hand on the front seat as I shot. It felt so good. All the anticipation of the day long craving for sexual domination and subservience concentrated in the front seat of that car at that moment. I slowed and kept breathing hard.
Mistress Genella squeezed my cock hard and moved her hand back and forth as she said “Now eat it my slave, eat your scum, do it you fucking whore! Do it before you stop cumming! Do it now!”
I could not refuse her and her grip on me. I twitched as I brought my cum to my own mouth. I looked at her and used the flat wide part of my tongue to lap it up and mix it in my mouth with the other slave’s cream. I licked across my hand as I felt more twitches caused by her pulsing squeezes on my cock. I licked all of the globs of cum into my whorifice and looked at her through squinted eyes in complete rapture. Then just as my throbs began to subside, she reached underneath and pulled out the buttplug with one quick yank. My g-spot was relieved of the pressure imposed by the invader and shifted downward in the most wonderful way. My prostate forced more throbs and twitches from my cock. I screamed, almost loosing my slut-femme voice in the passion. My orgasm subsided and I came down from my summit.
“Clean my hand slave,” Mistress G demanded. I cracked my eyes open to respond and saw her driver licking up her shiny thin fingers.
After he was finished with her fingers she handed me my panties and said, “I would definitely like to have you participate in a scene that I am having tomorrow afternoon. Are you available?”
I sat on the couch seat of the car and began to fix myself. “Mistress, I am sure that I can find the time. How much should I plan to tribute?”
“I believe that $300 minus say, oh $50 for the room tonight should cover it.”
“When should I plan to show up and can I change once I arrive or must I come dressed?”
“You will come to my dungeon in mid-town at one thirty and be ready for your part in the scene at 2:15 pm. I will have use of you for about two or two and a half hours. Make sure your pussy-ass is prepared properly. After we are finished you may change and leave.”
“Yes mistress.”
Then she told me where to go and how to get there. I was finished dressing as she finished the entire explanation she told me nothing of the scenario or my part in it but she promised it would be very hot. I didn’t know how I could stand to wait.
I thanked her a few minutes later and as I got out of the car she handed me my coat and my midnight-black buttplug.
“Until tomorrow, Rebecca, my slave.”
“Yes mistress, until tomorrow.”
I got back into my car as she left the parking lot. I sat stunned by what I’d just done in the car a few minutes later and felt really dirty for it. I couldn’t wait until tomorrow.
In fact, I couldn’t wait at all. My cock was getting hard just thinking about it. I drove out of the lot and headed back to the debauchery of the rest stop.
As I drove back to the rest stop I replaced my butt plug in hopes of needing its special function in a few minutes…
Every once in a while I need a little discipline. I have a couple of Dominant ladies that I see semi annually. Each offers something the other does not.
Mistress Eva is a larger middle-aged divorcee who probably drove her ex-husband away with her needs. She is very controlling and enjoys inflicting some levels of S/M in most of her scenes. She truly enjoys the thrill of making a male slave scream a certain way and forcing him to submit through the use of humiliation. She is not the type of woman I’d look twice at on the street, but she has a magnetic property to her. I am very drawn to her object use of my body for her pleasure. She loves to have me arrive early and service her after I am dressed and then include me as a slave for another client. Occasionally she likes to have me be a Dom for other guests. I am definitely more of a sub than a dom, but every once in a while, I get to “torture” a slave by humiliating him or forcing my dick into their mouth or making them lick my ass or even de-virginize them anally. It is quite a turn on for me and they never forget it. I get to call them names, make them crawl to me, slap men, and generally “abuse” them. A few of the slaves actually seem to need the abuse the way I give it to them. I have crushed a slave’s face with my crotch and pissed on him. I have scrapped my high heels down a slave’s chest and back leaving marks. I’ve spanked some asses and left finger imprints on several occasions. I have helped Mistress Eva feminize a couple of her slaves and then sexually abused them during a “****” scene. I actually had a slave bound around my upper legs and with my cock firmly seated in his mouth while his ass was abused using a riding crop, a cat’o nine tails, a dildo, and finally a cock by one of Mistress Eva’s “Sub-Masters.” The hottest part of that was after the “slave” left and then the sub-master fucked me on the examination table in front of the mirror and Mistress Eva. I was forced to repeat “I love you Mistress Eva! I love you Master! Fuck me harder! Use me!” the entire time I was fucked.
The other dominatrix I see is named Mistress Genella. I see Mistress G about twice as much as Mistress Eva because she is more sensually and power-oriented than Mistress Eva. Mistress G also routinely includes females in her scenes. Sometimes its wives and sometimes they are other slaves or even dominant associates of Mistress G. I always have a memorable time at Mistress G’s. I have never fucked Mistress G, but of course she could not say the same of me.
I met Mistress G after I was unable to get a scene with Mistress Eva due to her full schedule. I was so horny for some use as a submissive and some time in an underworld of black shiny PVC and the smell of candles and black leather. I started trying to get a scene for that mid after noon after wrestling with the craving all morning.
I was disheartened to be denied Mistress Eva’s fulfillment and I was doubtful when I found Mistress G’s add in the paper. She had a nice-looking photo but, unlike Mistress Eva’s add which described her specialties, Mistress G’s did not describe anything and only promised “total satisfaction.”
When I reached her, she sounded very confident and business like, while still a little sensual and enthusiastic. She asked me to say in only one sentence what I needed.
“I want to be dressed up like a whore and used by a mistress on herself and other slaves,” I replied.
Mistress G said she didn’t want me to add any more details or ask for any particular type of activities at all over the phone. She wanted to meet me dressed up before we had a scene and discuss what my likes, dislikes and needs were. She wanted to see me and get a feel for my interests and past sexual history. She originally wanted me to dress up and meet her in a coffee shop in two hours.
I told her that while I am beautiful, I don’t push my luck by doing a lot in public areas that aren’t of more an adult oriented nature. I suggested we meet in my favorite motel, after all, the room fee would be paid for by a quick blowjob with the understanding manager, and her fee was going to cost a small fortune.
Mistress G was not interested in the Motel. She “a final option,” saying she would meet me later that night at a local rest stop. I knew the stop and told her I could be there in about two and a half hours, just after dark. She checked her appointments and told me she might have a conflict but she would be there in no more than three hours. Then she asked me where I would change or “transform into my alter ego.” I told her about my motel again, and she guaranteed me that if she could not accommodate my needs she would give me half of the cost of my room, or if there was a scheduling conflict she would decrease her fee by the cost of the room at our first session. I was very turned on by her voice and demeanor. I could do nothing to stifle my own craving and quickly agreed. She told me the location in the rest stop parking lot to be waiting and the time she would pull up behind me. She had me describe my self and my car. She told me to call her if there were any changes or problems. I agreed and was left with a hard cock poking upward in my pants when we hung up.
I had my things in my car and had already planned to get a quick bite on the way to the motel. I started feeling that deep, ache in my ass and the rear of my cock. I started getting semi-hard and as I picked up myn things to leave I notied some dick-drip pre-cum leaking out and making a quarter-sized wet spot on the front of my pants. I smiled.
An hour later I was just finishing my makeup and looked great in my slut clothes as the manager knocked his special knock before letting himself in to collect his payment for the room. I finished teasing my hair and added blush as he pressed his heavy body against my backside and into the edge of the sink. He groped my silicon tits through the black leather vest and ran his hands down my black leather corset. Then he backed away so he could feel my cock being held up by my black lycra panties and covered by my short black leather miniskirt. He squeezed me and his nasty hands snaked down the garters he felt through the skirt to the tops of my black sheer stockings and back up under my crotch to search out my firmly seated midnight black anal plug. I smiled at him in the mirror and he smelled my $200 auburn hair where it met my shoulders. I set down the blush and buckled my black leather choker around my neck. I checked my eyes, darkened with shades of blue, dark gray, black, pink-silver and rouge, and then accented with heavy black mascara. I licked my dark red lips and then began to force my self around and in front of him.
I used my body weight to move him back and then I kneeled on the nasty floor of the cheap room and undid his pants. I opened his fly and paid for my room with my mouth. I took his dick in my wet whorifice and licked him on his cockhead as I sucked him with the precision of a professional cocksucker. I reached up and stroked him as I sucked his cock. I felt him lean forward and hold himself up with his hands on the counter right behind my head. I moaned and sucked. He grunted as I mouth-fucked him there on the floor. I was a little pressed for time so I stroked him a little harder and sucked him as deep as his thick five or so inches would go. About four or five minutes after I started he came and I had earned my room. I stood up and spit him out into the sink. He still shook and held himself up. Then I felt him lean against me and begin his usual pleading for me to call him after I got back from whatever I did. He wanted me to call him before I left for the night so he could come down and fuck my ass. As usual, I told him a definite, maybe. He finished his groveling and left as I finished fixing my lipstick.
I drove in the rain and darkness of the fall evening with my leather coat on in my still-cool car. I shivered from a mixture of cold and anticipation. I was also driving south toward the rest stop just after rush hour. I thought about all the people who were driving around me not knowing what I was doing this winter Thursday evening. I smiled as I compared their possible activities to my own. Finally, my car warmed up and I stopped shivering about a mile and a half short of the stop. As I drove into the right lane of the freeway I noticed a guy looking at me in the car on my left. He smiled and I flirted back with a slutty preen. He made mouth movements that looked like he said “wow, oh my god!” I couldn’t tell what he really meant but I flirted with him the whole final mile to my off-ramp. I waved as he kept going and waved back at me. A bump in the road took me by surprise and I felt my plug push up into me.
I checked my dash clock and saw that I was twelve minutes early. I drove through the rest stop toward the area Mistress G told me to park in. I was surprised how busy the area was at this time of night. Most of the cars were not out of state too. I wondered if I had somehow failed to find another place to cruise for cock. I saw a mixture of people and started to dismiss the thought. I reached the area where I was supposed to park but found it was full of cars and a van. I started to figure out what I should do and where else I could park in the area to meet my Mistress. I couldn’t see anyplace that was good so I circled around the rest stop parking lot and came back around for another look. As I approached the area I got a bit of luck. The back of the van opened and I saw a guy get out quickly and walk away from the back of the van to the next car over. He got in pulled out and drove away quickly. I smiled and pulled in on the right side of the van and left my car running for the heat. I looked and now I had about eleven minutes before my Mistress was to meet me. I checked my makeup and added gloss to my luscious lips. As I looked at myself in the rear-view mirror and did my makeup I got hard. I looked at my eyes and preened at myself. I looked like a slut. What a whore, I thought…
The door of the van slid back right next to my door. I was taken by surprise. I looked to my left and saw a man crawling backwards out of the side door of the van and holding what looked like a stirrup of a black leather sex swing. It was just dark enough that I couldn’t tell if it really was. He started to close the door and turned to look at my window. I have tinted windows, but he could undoubtedly tell I was staring at his contraption and at him. The door slammed with a loud locking sound. He walked off to the restrooms and disappeared. I looked at the next car over and noticed a man watching me. His body movements looked like he was jacking off while he watched. I realized that this was a cruising place, and I was being cruised. Another guy walked by from the restroom and watched me as he kept going to pass the van. Then another guy came from the other side of the van and split his time between me and the guy jacking off next door. A few moments later the first guy walked back by and continued to the restroom while he leered at me. Then the guy next to me unrolled his window and signaled for me to do the same. I looked at my clock and saw I had ten minutes left. I lowered my window and smiled. He was a cute guy in his mid twenties.
“Hi, how are you doing,” he asked.
“Fine,” I answered.
“I think you look hot.”
“Thank you. What are you up to?” I said with a nasty smile.
He smiled at the loaded question and said “oh, about eight inches. You wanna see?”
I looked at the clock just as it counted down another minute. “Sure.” What a way to pass the time, watching a guy jack off, I thought.
He had other plans though. He got out of his car with his dick out of his pants and covered himself with his long coat and walked around to my driver door. I hit the button to raise the passenger window and then lowered my window. He stopped a step back from my window so he could see me. He resumed his masturbation. I watched and reached underneath to play with myself a little.
“Finish me off, suck me you slut. I know why you’re here and I know what you’ve got between your legs... Suck my dick.”
I looked up and knew I couldn’t refuse such sweet talk. I looked over at the clock and committed to a quick blowjob. I tilted myself to rest on my left ass cheek and put my mouth at the correct angle for head. He stepped forward and put his thin pointy cockhead against my extended tongue. I closed my lips around his medium shaft and started sucking him off. He closed the coat around my window and kept prying eyes from seeing too much. I sucked him down into my mouth and then stroked back along his shaft. My lips were tight and I twirled my tongue around his sex. He tasted like a bit of baby oil and precum. I freed my cock and stroked myself with my left hand. I reached up and jacked him with my right. My cock was drooling precum and I rubbed myself furiously as I sucked him like whore. I moved my head back in forth in unison with my own hand sucking him deeply as I jacked myself. His cock was hot in my mouth and it felt him pop against my throat a few times. I sealed my lips and stroked him deeply. I felt so nasty sucking off this parking lot pervert. In only a couple of minutes he was ready to cum. I felt him try to pull away and keep from cumming. I grabbed him and pulled him deep into my mouth.
“Ohh! Ughhaahh! Aw oh- fuck!” He said as the first of several spurts of semen coated my mouth. I sucked him as he came and lathered his cock with his cream.
He pulled away and closed his coat around his body and quickly walked to his car and got in. He smiled at me as he wiped himself off and then just sat there. I looked at the clock and saw another three minutes to go before the Mistress should appear. I quickly opened my purse and started to fix my lipstick. I finished my lips as the van owner walked by and looked me over. Another person walked by stroking his cock through his pants begging for attention.
I saw the time for the Mistress G’s arrival come and pass. I became slightly discouraged after two minutes went by.
A creepy guy walked by and stopped in front of my car to stroke himself and try to get my approval. He became pushy and walked over to the front of my car and continued. Then he approached my window and actually opened his pants and showed me a four or five-inch stub of an un-cut cock that was covered with long pubic hairs. Yuck!
I considered just pulling out and driving around through the parking lot and trying to make it easier for the Mistress to spot me and at the same time avoid this guy. I took the parking brake off and shifted to reverse as a dark mid-size car pulled behind me and stopped. The passenger of the dark car behind me lowered the back window. I looked out my rear view and saw the likeness of Mistress G’s picture from the add. I put the brake on and sat wondering what to do next.
She sat, motionless looking at me and waited for me to come to her.
I opened my car door and walked to her door. As I got closer I saw a Latino man was driving for her. She smiled as I walked over using my best strut. She looked me up and down.
“Hi, what is your name?” she asked.
“I am Rebecca.”
“Ok, how lovely you look. I am Mistress Genella. I want you to get back in your car and follow me to a less public spot, ok?”
“Yes mistress.” I replied
“Oh, a very good start. Let’s go now, honey.”
I followed her out of the rest stop and we took an off ramp a mile down the road. We drove a couple of miles to a business park that was probably bustling during the day yet deserted at night. Mistress G’s car pulled into a parking spot and I parked next to her side of the car. She rolled down her window and I did the same.
“Well, you look ravishing my dear.”
“Thank you, mistress.” I said in a slutty submissive voice. I tasted the cum in my mouth.
“So, I need to ask you a few questions and get a feel for you. It would be easier if you and I sat in the back of my car together. Are you comfortable with that my dear?”
Well, what the hell. “Yes mistress.”
She got out and her driver did as well. He rushed around to open the rear door. Mistress ushered me in first. I got out and closed my door and seated myself behind the driver’s seat. Mistress G sat next to me and faced me. The driver got in and turned on the cabin light and then he put on some head phones and listened to music. We were as private as possible.
Mistress G was quite beautiful. She had black hair with auburn stripes that began at the top of her head and streaked downward to pass her shoulders. She had dark brown penetrating eyes with dark liner and mascara. Her lips were a blood red and she wore no blush at all. All I could see her wearing was a long black shiny three-quarters length coat that was belted around her thin waist. She was a dream come true. I wanted so bad to touch, rub, and fuck her.
“My, you are a pretty little thing, now aren’t you? So, why don’t we start at the beginning? Tell me about you first sexual experience…”
Over the next ten minutes or so the Mistress interviewed me and asked me a wide range of questions. When did I have my first time with a woman? What was it like? When was the first time with a guy? How was that? When did I start dressing? What did I like so much about it? What are my sexual practices? Et cetera, et certera…
“When was the last time you performed fellatio?”
“Um, about five minutes before you arrived.”
“Really, oh my you are a slut, aren’t you? It sounds to me that you need some discipline, but I want you to tell me what it is that you think you need.”
“Well I have been feeling this craving for a while now. Mistress, I need to serve a beautiful sensual dominant woman, like you. I need to be told what a slut I am and used by her and on her slaves. I need to be sexually subservient. I need to be used like whore, but not paid.” I said as my heart beat and my cock stiffened.
Mistress G looked out the window for a moment and then reached over and squeezed the head of my cock through my skirt. She looked at me and smiled. “I know I can accommodate you. You are pretty and I am going to test your talent. I may even have use for you in my slave corral on a part time basis.” My heart was thumping as she gripped me and told me this.
Then she delivered the bombshell. “I cannot have a session with you tonight and certainly I cannot include you in the one I am going to perform after we part. I do want you to perform a service for me so I can see your ability. After which, I will allow you to decide your preference for me to match half the amount of your hotel cost or plan to decrease it from the tribute for our first session.”
I wasn’t quite devastated, but I was visibly disappointed.
“Ok, I want you to expose yourself to me and show me everything.”
I opened up my coat and took it down off my shoulders. Her car was nice and warm. I unzipped my vest and opened it to each side. I pulled up my skirt and pushed my panties down. My cock popped free and left a line of precum sticking to the front of my leather cincher.
“Oooo, slave slime. How nice. Turn around my little slut.”
I was over the disappointment and receiving the type of attention I craved. I did as ordered. She slapped my ass with a loud crack. “Ummm, firm. Nice. What is that? Is that a-? It is! My little slave, I don’t remember telling you to prepare yourself. How nice, a girl who knows what to do on her own. I will remember that my dear. Now turn around again and sit facing me.”
I sat and looked at her. She opened her thick coat and exposed a short shiny black rubber dress that clung as if it were a painting to her shapely hourglass figure. She opened her legs and her dress rode up to her hip. She took my hand and placed it against her warm vagina. “Make me cum.”
“Yes Mistress Genella.” I reached into her and probed her wet lips. I moved my hand up her cleft and rubbed her clitoris. I made small circle around the tip of the bump. She was very firm after a mere ten or fifteen revolutions. She began to moan. And she watched my reaction. I smiled at her and touched my cockhead.
“No my slave. Pay attention to only me.” She ordered.
I complied and rubbed her with soft strokes. She moaned and then she began to move her head around and side to side. She was getting close. I felt that she’d already been close before I touched her and that I hadn’t just started from scratch. She got very wet and then she bit her lower lip and exhaled forcefully. She moaned again very loud and breathed out as her orgasm shot through her body. She reached down and grabbed my hand and held it against her clit, pressing firmly. I felt her clit throb beneath.
“Ohhh! Oh fuck yes! Oh!” she yelled. Then she shoved my hand away. I sat back against the door and watched her cum. She rubbed herself a little and then opened her eyes and looked at me. She kissed her finger and than reached over to plant it on my bottom lip. She smiled and said, “That was very nice my slave. Now, climb over the seat and suck his cock.”
I smiled and looked over at him. She reached over and removed his phones and said, “Get your cock out for my new slave to suck.”
He lifted his ass off the seat and lowered his pants to his ankles. I climbed over and put my knees on the passenger side floorboard. I reached up and took hold of his cock in a pornographic manner. I looked up at him and smiled as I held him. His cock was large and clean-cut. He had a nice thick long dark piece of Latino meat. I leaned forward and opened my mouth to place my shiny red lips on just the head of his cock. I licked the glans on the underside of his cockhead. Then I tilted my head toward Mistress G who was sitting forward to watch me in action. I smiled at her as I opened my whorifice a little and slid my watering mouth down on him. I heard him moan a little. I fitted him into my throat and sucked his shaft as I went back up his pole. Then I closed my eyes and went to work in earnest. I sucked his luscious cock like a pro. I kept him lubricated with saliva and tongued him as I worked his shaft. He was moaning and gasping as I blew him. I worked my left hand down to myself and worked the precum soaked head with my thumb. I reached up with my right hand to use my right thumb and index finger to stroke his shaft. He moaned even more. I rubbed myself so well that I was almost ready to cum.
Then I heard him speak for the first time. “Mistress, May I have permission to cum?”
“Yes, my slave, defile this whore’s mouth with your impurity. Fill her mouth with your scum slave.”
Then he breathed out hard a few times and suddenly froze. I knew what to expect, but not how much to expect. He started blasting load after load of thick cum into my mouth. He shoved his cock up into my throat once and I breathed in. I felt his thick cum pushed into my throat and nearly choked. He kept shooting in me and I held on and took all I could. He lifted up and pushed up above his lap and then quickly dropped out of my mouth. Then he pushed his cock up and ran his wet cum covered cock into my cheek and smeared the cocktail all over my face. I lifted myself away and wiped the cream off and looked Mistress G with a mischievous smile. She sent an approving smile at me and watched my eyes. I looked at her with satisfaction. I realized I was still holding my cock when she reached over and replaced my hand with her own lubricated hand and started jacking me off. I was so close already that she only had to give me a few more strokes and take me over the summit. I reached down and started to grab my cock away from her.
“Use your hands to catch your cum, my dear.”
“Uhh, oh! Ohh!, Yes Mistress,” I grunted as I began to shoot into my own hand. Glob after glob of cum shot into my hand with her skilled assistance. I started to lean forward and caught myself with my other hand on the front seat as I shot. It felt so good. All the anticipation of the day long craving for sexual domination and subservience concentrated in the front seat of that car at that moment. I slowed and kept breathing hard.
Mistress Genella squeezed my cock hard and moved her hand back and forth as she said “Now eat it my slave, eat your scum, do it you fucking whore! Do it before you stop cumming! Do it now!”
I could not refuse her and her grip on me. I twitched as I brought my cum to my own mouth. I looked at her and used the flat wide part of my tongue to lap it up and mix it in my mouth with the other slave’s cream. I licked across my hand as I felt more twitches caused by her pulsing squeezes on my cock. I licked all of the globs of cum into my whorifice and looked at her through squinted eyes in complete rapture. Then just as my throbs began to subside, she reached underneath and pulled out the buttplug with one quick yank. My g-spot was relieved of the pressure imposed by the invader and shifted downward in the most wonderful way. My prostate forced more throbs and twitches from my cock. I screamed, almost loosing my slut-femme voice in the passion. My orgasm subsided and I came down from my summit.
“Clean my hand slave,” Mistress G demanded. I cracked my eyes open to respond and saw her driver licking up her shiny thin fingers.
After he was finished with her fingers she handed me my panties and said, “I would definitely like to have you participate in a scene that I am having tomorrow afternoon. Are you available?”
I sat on the couch seat of the car and began to fix myself. “Mistress, I am sure that I can find the time. How much should I plan to tribute?”
“I believe that $300 minus say, oh $50 for the room tonight should cover it.”
“When should I plan to show up and can I change once I arrive or must I come dressed?”
“You will come to my dungeon in mid-town at one thirty and be ready for your part in the scene at 2:15 pm. I will have use of you for about two or two and a half hours. Make sure your pussy-ass is prepared properly. After we are finished you may change and leave.”
“Yes mistress.”
Then she told me where to go and how to get there. I was finished dressing as she finished the entire explanation she told me nothing of the scenario or my part in it but she promised it would be very hot. I didn’t know how I could stand to wait.
I thanked her a few minutes later and as I got out of the car she handed me my coat and my midnight-black buttplug.
“Until tomorrow, Rebecca, my slave.”
“Yes mistress, until tomorrow.”
I got back into my car as she left the parking lot. I sat stunned by what I’d just done in the car a few minutes later and felt really dirty for it. I couldn’t wait until tomorrow.
In fact, I couldn’t wait at all. My cock was getting hard just thinking about it. I drove out of the lot and headed back to the debauchery of the rest stop.
As I drove back to the rest stop I replaced my butt plug in hopes of needing its special function in a few minutes…
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