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Chelsie Meets Her Mistress
(based on a true story)
by Mistress Lisa
Chapter 1
Mistress Lisa sat in the hotel lobby, staring at a large screen TV, but not
really seeing it. Her mind was on the man she was supposed to be meeting. He
had served her online for over a year, but they had never met before. She
was a touch nervous...something she DEFINITELY wasn't used to. She reached
in her pocket to touch the pair of panties she had brought for her favorite
cyber slave. "This is going to be an interesting evening", she thought to
herself, "I can feel it in my bones".
Richard entered the hotel 2 hours later then expected. He saw his Mistress
right away, sitting comfortably on a chair in front of the TV. He walked up
and smiled as he met her eyes. He too was feeling a bit nervous, but he was
undeniably happy to meet his lady, at last. The Mistress felt a bolt of
desire when she hugged him hello. "My God", she thought "he is even more
enticing in person then he is in pictures". Her fingers again closed around
the panties and she wanted to rip Richard's clothes off right then and force
him to put them on. She had to laugh at herself and her eagerness as they
walked over to the desk to check in.
After checking in, they walked up the stairs to his hotel room. She watched
him putter about the room, nervously putting things away and her desire
grew. She used her fingers to form a slingshot and sent the panties flying
to him. "A token of my affection", she grinned. He looked at her and smiled
shyly and then he BLUSHED! "Chelsie", the Mistress whispered. Richard felt
himself relax and grow hard at the same time. "Should I wear them to dinner,
Mistress?" he asked. As she nodded, he hurried into the bathroom and shut
the door. He quickly stripped off his pants and slid the sexy pink panties
up his legs. His hards were shaking when he emerged from the bathroom and
oh, how he hoped the Mistress wouldnt notice.
"I have them on", he said with a shy smile, "but please dont ask me to show
you". She laughed at the look on his face. "Dont worry, darlin", she
grinned at him, "I know you well enough to know that you have them on." Her
smile widened as she added, "and I also know you well enough to know that
you WOULD show me if I told you to." Richard blushed again and she reached
out a finger to carress his face. "I feel like we've been waiting a
lifetime for this", she said softly. Richard's eyes met hers and he found
himself lost in the depths he found there.
They had to wait for a table at the restaurant and so spent a couple of
hours at the bar. Richard sipped his wine and listened to his Mistress talk
about different aspects of her life. He found himself attracted to her, and
he had a feeling she was experiencing the same thing. He was very conscious
of the panties encasing his lower half and he shifted again on the bar
stool.
Mistress Lisa smiled at him over her beer. She was thoroughly enjoying her
evening, sitting there talking to him. She had always found him to be a
fascinating and intelligent man when they chatted online, and she was not
disappointed in the reality now that she was sitting there with him.
Although he was old enough to be her father, she realized that she was
incredibly attracted to him both as a submissive and as a man. As they
talked, she ran several scenarios in her mind of what she would do with him
once they returned to his hotel room. Her eyes sparkled with mischief as
she casually remarked about the weight of her pocketbook due to the
handcuffs inside. His eyes widened and he stumbled on his own remark. As
she wanted, throughout the meal, his mind kept going back to her purse and
what it hid.
By the time they finished dinner, they were both feeling a bit drunk.....And
Mistress Lisa was feeling a need to exert her power. As they rode back to
the hotel, she reached over and carressed Richard through his pants. A soft
sound escaped his throat as she ran a fingertip along his length in his now
snug clothing. In that moment, Richard was gone and submissive Chelsie was
there, just as the Mistress wanted it.
Chapter 2
Chelsie knelt quietly in front of Mistress Lisa, hands cuffed behind her
back. The Mistress carefully applied the eye shadow and blush to Chelsie's
face. The soft brushes on her skin made Chelsie feel so very feminine. "You
have lovely eyes, sweet girl", the Mistress said as she studied her
handiwork. "Pucker up", she smiled as she applied the bright red lipstick
to Chelsie's lips. "I love this", Chelsie sighed quietly as her
transformation continued. The Mistress hummed to herself as she began to
brush out Chelsie's hair, curling it with the brush as she progressed. She
had it fluffed up in short order and she held up a mirror for so Chelsie
could see what she had done. She stared at her reflection, so pleased with
what she saw.
When her face was done, the Mistress forced her to stand and chained then
Chelsie in the doorway to the bedroom. Mistress Lisa pinched Chelsie's
nipple and smiled in satisfaction at the moan she heard. "I remember how
much you liked this online", she said with a smile as she closed her mouth
around first one and then the other, biting the rock hard pebbles. Chelsie
dropped her head foward and whimpered softly into her Mistress' shoulder.
"That's right, sweetheart", the Mistress crooned, "cry for me". The Mistress
kissed her lips, swallowing Chelsie's moan of pleasure as she attached the
nipple clamps.
Mistress Lisa stepped back and and admired the vision of her submissive
girl, all properly made up and bound. She ran her hands over every inch of
Chelsie's body, lightly carressing certain areas and roughly handling
others. "A dream come true, little one?", she asked Chelsie with a smile as
she picked up her paddle. Chelsie's eyes locked on to the thick leather
strap in her Mistress' hands and her breathing changed, becoming more rapid.
"Yes Mistress", she said softly, knowing that her arousal was becoming mre
and more apparent as the seconds ticked by. She felt the first crack of the
paddle on her ass and travelled outside herself.
Her bottom was burning by the time the blows stopped. The mistress locked
Chelsie's hands behind her back again and forced her to the floor. Chelsie
knelt, trembling, next to the chair, awaiting whatever might come next.
Mistress Lisa sat back in the chair and spread her stocking thighs. She
tossed a silk scarf over Chelsie's head and pulled her forcefully foward
until her face was pressed tightly against her crotch. Chelsie thought she
had gone to heaven as she began licking at her Mistress. "Yes, sweetheart,
that's the way I like it", Mistress Lisa sighed as she carressed Chelsie's
hair.
Chelsie flushed at the words of praise and sucked on her Mistress' clit
enthusiastically. When she came, the Mistress cried out her pleasure while
grinding against Chelsie's face. She then stood and dragged Chelsie to the
bed. She chained her spread eagle and pulled her panties down. Reaching up,
she removed the nipple clamps and kissed Chelsie gently. Tears sprang to
her eyes as the pain flooded into her nipples. The Mistress wiped the tears
from Chelsie's face and parted her lips with her tongue. Kissing her deeply,
Mistress Lisa raked her nails down Chelsie's clit. Chelsie jumped and moaned
loudly. The Mistress then took a wicked looking 6 inch whip and lashed it
down across each nipple. Chelsie's clit was throbbing by the time the
Mistress again turned her attention to it. She proceeded to whip every last
inch of the sensitive organ, while Chelsie whimpered and cried.
Finally, the whipping stopped and the Mistress caressed the tortured flesh
with her tongue. She sucked her gently, licking the whip marks. And then she
released the chains, lay down on the bed and pulled Chelsie in her arms.
Chelsie's arms surrounded her and the Mistress cuddled her close. "You are
so responsive, sweetness", the Mistress murmered into her hair. "I want
only to please you, Mistress", Chelsie responded in a choked voice. The
Mistress' arms tightened around her and Chelsie looked up to meet her eyes.
The Mistress bared a breast and guided Chelsie's lips to it. She sighed in
pleasure while Chelsie suckled at her.
Chapter 3
After a while, the Mistress drew Chesie's mouth to her own and kissed her
passionately. "Touch me, my sweet girl", Mistress Lisa sighed softly,
guiding Chelsie's hand to her bare breast. As Chelsie carressed her, the
Mistress reached between her legs and began to stroke her slave's tight
opening. Chelsie moaned and pushed against the Mistress fingers as they
slowly parted and filled her. The Mistress fingered her hole as Chelsie
sucked her nipples. When she could stand no more, she flipped Chelsie onto
her stomach, and pulled her hips up. Spreading her red ass cheeks, Mistress
Lisa buried her tongue in Chelsie's virgin ass. She ate her while she locked
the strap-on around her waist and then sat up. She guided the large dildo to
Chelsie's hole and slammed into her.
Chelsie screamed into her pillow while the Mistress raped her. She didnt
think she could stand the pain of her Mistress' hard cock ramming into her.
But the screams of pain at the abrupt intrusion quickly turned to moans of
pleasure as the Mistress slowed and lengthened her strokes. She reached
foward to grip Chelsie's clit and stroked it in rhythm. Chelsie was begging
for release while her Mistress worked her over, taking her hard and fast,
her hand never slowing it torturous stroking on her clit. "Cum for me,
Chelsie......", the Mistress ordered, "............NOW!" With a moan,
Chelsie exploded over the Mistress' fingers and collapsed foward onto the
bed.
When she came back to herself, Chelsie was once again chained to the
headboard and the Mistress was lowering her naked body onto her still
throbbing clit. "You are mine, my sweet girl", the Mistress told her, before
her eyes closed in ecstasy. Chelsie watched her as she began to move. Her
hands strained at her shackles, wanting so badly to touch her Mistress' body
and bring her to pleasure. Although she hadnt thought it possible, she felt
a stirring in her own body as another orgasm built inside her. Mistress
Lisa was not concerned with Chelsie's pleasure this time. She let her own
desires guide her movements and, with a final moan of pleasure, she felt
herself go over the edge. It was too much for Chelsie, and she found her
own orgasm deep inside her Mistress at the same moment.
When they came back to themselves, Mistress Lisa reached up and released
Chelsie's bonds. She rolled off of her and Chelsie curled against her
Mistress' side. "This was worth waiting for" Chelsie said quietly as she
met Mistress Lisa's eyes. The Mistress kissed her temple and smiled sweetly
at her. "Yes, love", she replied, "it really was". She glance at the clock
on the nightstand and her smile widened "and it's still early". Chelsie's
reply was lost as Mistress Lisa claimed her lips gently once again.
The End
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