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"The Time Had Arrived"
By Jenna Watson
Let me preface this story by telling all that the following is a true
account and accurate to the best of my memory.
My name is Jenna. I am a 30 year old, submissive, closeted T-girl that
has been dressing for over 20 years. When I say submissive I guess what
I really mean is that I am, in the truest sense, a wannabe TV slut-
slave. I have ventured out a couple times and had met a few men over
the years but had always been afraid to go all the way with them.
Certainly not because I was not aroused enough but more from a lack of
comfort standpoint. When I am dressed, I am really only aroused by men.
I frequently fantasize and masturbate about fully submitting to a
master to fulfill his every desire.
I had met Paul through an internet chat room. He is around 55 years
old. He lived in Indianapolis and I lived in Columbus, OH. Over the
past 2 years we have chatted online and spoken over the phone numerous
times. We had even met on a couple occasions when I traveled to Indy
for work. I dressed for him, he tied me up and spanked my bottom and I
sucked his cock with a condom. We certainly had fun but both he and I
definitely wanted more. I LOVE sucking cock and am told that I am an
exquisite cocksucker, even with the condom on. I love the sensation of
being fucked in the ass, although that sensation up to this point had
only come from a dildo or butt plug. I have a high tolerance for pain
and can actually have an orgasm by having my bottom whipped while tied
up with ever being touched.
I like Paul a lot and sensed he was getting a bit frustrated with me
for not submitting fully to him. My comfort level has always surrounded
health and safety. I always felt that if I could actually verify my
lover was totally disease free, all of my inhibitions would melt away
and I could actually make my fantasies a reality. I wanted Paul to fuck
me...everywhere and every way. I wanted to feel his cock inside my ass,
pumping and pounding. I wanted to taste his cum. I wanted him to own me
for a night, to do whatever he wanted with me. When I found a way to
accomplish this, and he agreed, I knew heaven was near. I found a
health agency in Indianapolis that provided confidential test results
with quick turnaround. I arranged it for Paul. He gave me his code
number so I could call and verify the results myself. When I got off
the phone and the results were in my favor, I knew it was ON.
This is the story of my glorious night with Paul. My first real and
true night as Jenna, the wanton TV slut-slave.
We agreed to meet a week from Thursday at the Hampton Inn where we
always met. I always got the 2 room suite. I could hardly sleep the
night before waiting to leave for the 3 hour drive. My bags were packed
and I left right on schedule in the morning. I knew I wanted to arrive
early so that I could prepare better than ever. I always looked pretty
passable when dressed, but this time I was going all out - why not, I
thought, for my first time. Since I am a closeted T-girl, I don't
always keep my body shaved, but since it was February, I could totally
remove the hair from everywhere except my head without anyone noticing.
I had shaved before so that wasn't really anything new. I used Nair
with baby oil on most areas and touched up with the razor where I
couldn't use the Nair. My body was smooth and silky soft by the time I
left Thursday morning. I had even gone so far as to go tanning with my
thong on. I don't think anything makes my ass look hotter than a thong
tan line.
When I arrived into town, I had a 3:00 appointment with a person I had
found online that was going to help me with a full transformation. I
had to pay extra to get her to come to my room and after I explained
that I was shy about going out in the daylight, she agreed to come to
me. In the past, I had always done my own make-up and hair, but again,
this time I wanted it to be spectacular. I checked into my hotel around
2:15 and before she arrived, I gave myself a nice enema to make sure I
was totally clean and fresh. I even took the liberty of applying an
ample amount of lube in my bottom so it would be ready and willing.
She arrived right on schedule and the first thing she did was to give
me a nice manicure and pedicure. I chose a shade of fuck-me red that
looked incredible on my feminine hands and toes. Next, she gave my face
a fresh shave and used just the right amount of concealer. I wanted to
go with a smoky look for my eyes and I always had trouble with that on
my own. She even used false eyelashes, which I never had done on my own
before. She did a fabulous job on my face, a very sexy look with pouty
red lips. I knew sooner or later that lipstick would be ruined. My hair
today was a platinum blonde pageboy style wig. She styled it for me and
helped me put it in place. She even helped me glue on my newly
purchased, very realistic breast forms that added a significant more
reality to my look than I anticipated. Lastly, I added my blue colored
contacts and my face was finished. I paid her and tipped her well and
sent her on her way. Before I began to dress, I looked in the mirror
and saw that I had become what I felt inside. It was definitely money
well spent. It was after 5:30 and I knew Paul was going to arrive
around 7:00 so now I just had to dress.
I had thought endlessly about what I was going to wear for him and knew
that I should bring a few outfits with me incase I changed my mind or
incase he wanted me to model more for him. I chose black. My wispy
black mini skirt with a frilly matching blouse, Victoria's Secret
black, back seam stockings with garter belt and matching black thong
and bra (all from VS, they have the best stuff). I actually debated on
thigh highs versus stockings and decided on the stockings because of
the way the garter belt framed my bottom. There is just something
extremely arousing about putting on stockings over smooth legs. The
sensation is just totally arousing. My shoes were 5" black platforms
that aroused me even just looking at my little painted toes through my
stockings. I added a spritz of Very Sexy perfume (again from VS) and I
was ready. It was only 6:40 so I paced nervously awaiting his arrival.
I actually had to turn the AC on for fear of sweating. I had my
computer playing sexy music like Sade and Donna Summer's "Love to love
you baby" to increase the mood.
At 6:50 the phone in my room rang. I did my best sultry voice and said
Hello. It was Paul. I knew right away, tonight was going to be
different. Paul took charge right away...
"Hello slut" he said
"Hello Master" I replied, eager to begin this fantasy.
"As you know, tonight you are mine...body, mind and soul"
"Yes Master" I replied
"I expect that you are dressed and ready for me?" said Paul
"Yes Master" I said
"Good. You will not speak unless spoken to. You will not move unless
directed to. You will work to earn every pleasure and your pleasure
will come at the expense of pain"
"Yes Master" I said again
"See you in five minutes" and he hung up...
It was the longest five minutes of my life. Here I was. Dressed like a
slut in a hotel room waiting for my master with the expressed purpose
of being a sex slave. His sex slave. I was a slut. No doubt about it
now. I could not wait to begin.
The knock on the door always stirs arousal in me. Always in the past
when he, and others, met me in my room and certainly now. It is that
disturbance of the silence by the quiet knock and the brief seconds
that follow when I teeter on my heels walking to the door and peering
through the peephole. My heart is nearly beating through my well-
endowed chest with anticipation. I unlock the door and open it.
He walks in, closes the door and looks at me deeply. I have not seen
him in over 6 months and he looks just as I remember. Grayish hair,
smooth skin, all and imposing. Without a word, he takes his hand and
caresses my check and slowly begins kissing me. We have kissed before
but not with tongue. He kissed me now, deep and gently like he wanted
to make love to me right there in the doorway. I felt his other hand on
my bottom pull me closer as we kissed and embraced like lovers
separated. He began kissing my neck and I cooed as he gave me
goosebumps. I wanted him to take me right there. Forget going slow just
take me right there...
"Fuck me in the ass baby....please baby...." I whispered in his ear
"Oh, I'm going to baby....but not just yet" he said as he pulled his
mouth away from me.
With that, he directed me into the room. He set down his bag and took
of his jacket.
"Turn around" he said
I turned and faced the window of the room. I heard him open his bag and
felt his hands around my neck. He put a collar around my neck. Not
tight but just there enough.
"Hands behind your back" he said a bit more sternly
I put my hands behind me and felt cuffs placed on my wrists, tight but
not uncomfortable.
He turned me back around so I was facing the mirror. The collar looked
very sexy. It was black and had "SLUT" in rhinestones on the front. He
walked around me, looking at me, looking right through me. He began
speaking.
"You have teased me for months. Shaking your ass and refusing to give
it up. Begging for cum, then not tasting it. You want these things
slut?"
"Yes Master. Please Master." I whispered
"What you want no longer matters, Jenna. Tonight is for my pleasure and
it is far time for you to receive your punishment"
He connected the wrist cuffs behind my back and moved a chair to the
middle of the room. He connected a leash to my collar and led over to
the chair. He bent me over the chair and raised my skirt exposing my
bottom. My back was arched and my ass was sticking out. I was teetering
on my high heels.
"Shake that ass for me slut. Offer it to me. Show me what you want me
to fuck." he said
I stuck it out further, shook it and begged him with my ass to fuck me.
He caressed my bottom and said "Not yet slut, not quite yet"
He went back into his bag and pulled out my favorite instrument of pain
- the riding crop. He had used it before on me and I always told him to
hit me harder. I knew tonight was different, there would be no holding
back.
I felt the crop stroke over my bottom. He stroked it up one leg and
down the other. I began to quiver in anticipation, actually sticking my
ass out even further. It felt like forever as he pulled the crop back
and unleashed a swat that made me nearly blind with pain. It also made
me aroused like crazy. I moaned partly from the pain and partly from
the arousal.
"Oh yes slut. Tonight is different. Tonight you receive the only thing
you have worked yet to deserve. Punishment. Severe and lengthy."
"Mmmm." was the only response I could muster
The swats continued. Probably over 30 minutes. Hard swats were followed
by gentle caressing, stroking and teasing...bringing me to the brink. I
was unbelievably turned on. More so than ever before because I knew
what the night would ultimately lead to.
"You wanna suck my cock?" can out of the blue from him
"Oh yes Master. Please may I? I want to taste your cock like never
before."
He walked around to the front of me. Unzipped his pants. Took out his
semi hard cock and began stroking it just in front of my face.
"Ever since we first met, you have been telling me about how good of a
cock sucker you could be if ever unleashed. I want you to tell me now
why I should favor you with my cock" he said while continuing to stroke
just an inch in front of my mouth
"Please Master. I want to please you. I want to make love to your cock
with my mouth. I love to suck your cock. I want to taste you. I want to
lick you cock with nothing on it but my lipstick" I wantonly said with
my mouth watering.
Paul began undressing. He then sat naked in the chair across the room
from me and continued to stroke his cock. Perhaps he wasn't convinced
enough at this point.
"Please Master may I suck your cock?" I said again
He stood, bent over and whispered in my ear and said "You will suck my
cock until it is hard, then I will fuck you until it is soft"
He pulled me up with the leash and unfastened my wrists.
"Strip for me. Show me how much you want it" he said
"Nasty Girl" by Vanity 6 was playing on the computer. How appropriate I
thought. I dance for him. Shaking my ass and swaying my hips. I
unzipped my skirt and let it drop to the floor. In the mirror I could
see the raised red welts on my bottom. The heat was emanating from them
but it was nothing compared to the heat that followed. I slowly
unbuttoned my blouse and threw it in the corner. When the song ended,
Paul ordered me to come to him.
"Turn around" he said
He re-fastened my hands behind my back and ordered me to turn again. He
grabbed the leash, pulled me to my knees and said simply "Suck"
With all of my pent up fantasies and desires in the world, I began
sucking and licking and tongue bathing his cock like it was a popsicle
melting in the sun. He grabbed the base of his cock and stroked it as I
sucked. I could have done that all night but I knew more was to come.
He talked to me as I sucked.
"Like sucking cock don't you?" he said
"MmmHmm" I said with his cock in my mouth
"Little dirty whore. Dress all up just so I can fuck your mouth and
tight little ass didn't you?"
"MmmHmm" I said again
He stood up and began fucking my mouth.
"You want me to fuck that ass slut? Stick it out. Show me again what
you want me to fuck." he said while saliva dripped off his cock
I was bent over, hands behind my back and he pulled me up to his mouth.
He kissed me again. Deep and wet and numbing.
"Fuck me in the ass baby...please baby!!!" I said to him again
I began kissing down his neck this time...stopping to suck on each of
his nipples while working my way back down to his now rock hard cock.
"Please baby?" I said between sucking
He pulled his cock out of my mouth. It was glistening with my saliva
and partly red from my lipstick. He led me over to the chair again and
bent me over. He slowly grabbed to sides of my panties and pulled them
down to my knees. He put me in position to fuck, no doubt about it.
Back arched, ass out, knees together where my panties were. The
anticipation was worsened when he came around front and stroked his
cock again right in front of me. The smacking sounds of additionally
lubed placed on it where sending me over the edge.
"You want fucked huh?"
"Oh yes baby...I am your dirty little slut. Please fuck my ass. Give it
to me good" I begged
He came back around behind me and I felt the tip of his cock touch my
hole. I arched more and he pushed in slowly. I was totally ready for
him and literally took almost no time until his slow movement was
replaced by a literal pounding of my bottom. I was in absolute ecstasy
and I think he was too. I could see us in the mirror and realized I had
made the transformation. Slut. Look at how I was dressed. Panties
pulled down to my knees. I could see my toes again through my
stockings. Fuck-me red. My moans coincided with his thrusts and I could
feel him reaching the edge. I hoped he would cum in my mouth but I was
merely a slave to the process. Too numb from pleasure to make any
requests. He sped up and suddenly pulled himself from my ass. He came
around to the front of me.
"You wanna taste me slut?"
"Yes Master. Please cum in my mouth. I want to taste you. Please!?!"
No sooner did I say it when he plunged it back in my mouth. Even though
I had used a flavored lube, all I could taste was him. My tongue
scooped under his shaft and waited while he pumped away in my mouth. I
was rewarded with his cum and savored every bit of it. Lapping away on
his cock and properly cleaning it like a slut should.
He bent down and kissed me deeply again.
"You didn't get to orgasm slut." Paul said
"I know Master. Your pleasure is the primary concern"
"You know. We are not nearly through yet." Paul said slyly
"No?" I asked, again heated with anticipation
He stood me up and unfastened the wrist cuffs and collar.
"No. Go fix your make-up and change. We're going out. Prepare for round
two"
Good thing I brought the extra clothes.
Rest of the story of my first night as the true Jenna slut/sex slave to
be continued. I just couldn't write anymore tonight. ;)
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