The Meeting

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The MeetingYour phone buzzed to life as you say at the lunch table at school. You jumped a bit as you had been anticipating a message from Him and when you did jump your friends started laughing and poking a bit of fun at you.You look at the message and stare at the screen. In fact you do not realize that you had been staring at the address as long as you did when your friends jerked you back into reality. Your heart was pounding and face flush with embarrassment. No one knew this side of you. They knew the princess, they did not know the princess who longed to be fucked like a whore.You joked it off but the truth is, throughout the rest of the day you were distracted. You could decide just not to show up you thought. But then again, everything that had been talked about – everything you truly longed for would be missed. Yes you could not just not show up but if you did not, this opportunity may not come along again.He had demonstrated himself to be concerned far beyond your sexual needs, fantasies and desires. He had taken to the whole you. And it was because of that, that he seemed able to reach you at a deeper level sexually than you could have ever imagined. He had been able through texting, phone conversations and email to elicit sexual responses from within you that you did not even know existed.The one time in particular he talked about bringing you closer and closer to orgasm several times only to stop and he was able to do so over the phone. But then when he did let you cum he would not let you stop and they cascaded over one another, almost ripping your soul from your body leaving you a quivering mess. It was then that you knew.And as you continued to look at that address it was becoming more and more apparent. There would be no turning back. There was enough of him telling you how his internet casino tongue would feel as you were bound tightly spread-eagled – you needed to feel that. There was enough of him telling you how a kiss would feel and how his lips and fingers would feel as they caressed and teased with you breasts and nipples. You needed to feel it.The rest of the day was a total loss as there was no way you could concentrate. Images and thoughts flooded your mind as you were recalling phone call after phone call, email after email and messaging after messaging. Your heart was racing at times and admittedly your pussy was getting more and more wet.And as you pondered all this in your last class, you looked around at your fellow classmates. None of them knew or even likely had even a hint of a clue. When they looked at you they saw a student who worked hard and got good grades. Did they see what lie underneath?Did they see the one who enjoyed being bit and having her flesh explored to her breasts and beyond? Did they see the one who’s ass was spanked and spanked hard? Did they see the one who from the time she responded to his first message was talking about being bound and tied? Did they see her as naked as he visualized her and told her how he would make her as he tied her spread eagled to the bed? Did they see her as she modeled herself in all her sluttiness for him? They saw the good girl. Did they see the slut and whore? Did they see someone who longed to be fucked and used? Did they see someone who within an hour or two would be at the hands of her Master, preparing to follow his directive at every point?The final class ended and your phone buzzed again with further direction. “When you arrive go to the front desk and ask for the message left for you. In that you will find further instruction.””Cindy!” güvenilir casino your friend said, shaking you out of your trance-like state. You look at her as a deer caught in the headlights. “What is worn with you?” she asked.”Ummmm, nothing,” you said hiding your phone, hoping she did not see the message.”Want to hang out?” she asked.”Ummmm – no. I have some other things to do,” you replied. Even at this moment you were not sure that you would meet him or go straight home. But if you did go, those other things would be something that she could not have ever possibly imagined. Truth be told, nothing you could have ever imagined.In a bit of a daze you leave the classroom and then the school building. You get into your car and still undecided as to what you will do. In fact, until you drive past the street you need to turn to go home, your decision had not been made. But, now it was. Your heart was racing. Your pussy twitching.It was not long before you pulled into the parking lot. You paused a bit as you contemplated your decision. Your heart raced more. You had no idea what was about to happen. What you did know though was that you could not live without what had been ignited. You opened the door and headed to the lobby and straight to the desk. Asking for the message left for you, you walk away and open the envelope.”Hello, little one,” it began. “Here is the key to Room 414. You will find further instruction there. I am thrilled by your courage and obedience. With fond affection, Master.”You look at the key and turn back as you feel yourself being watched. The man who handed you the key was staring at you and smiling. He knew. No one at school knew the slut that lay deep within you. But, he did. He knew why you were here. He knew you were about to be taken and fucked. He knew that you casino firmalari were here for one thing and one thing along – to be fucked and fucked senseless – turned from princess into whore. Master’s whore. Master’s personal slut, fuck toy and sex slave. Master’s property.You left the lobby and went to the room, sliding the key card into the door and opening it, half expecting to find me. The room was empty but it was clear and evident that he had been there. Candles were lit, fruit and drink were on the table. Music was softly playing. And on the middle of the bed was a tented card.”Hello little one. I am deeply proud of you and had no doubt you would be reading this. I have longed for this moment unlike any other. At each corner of the bed you will see some prepared ropes. Strip completely and lay on the bed, on your back, across the width of the bed. Insert each of your ankles into the prepared ropes and pull. The binds will self tighten as you do. Then, place the blindfold on and reach for the other ropes and slip you wrists into the openings and pull. When you do, they will tighten and you will be fully prepared for me. Tied. Helpless. Wide and tight. Your pussy awaiting me as I walk in the door. A pussy I will claim as mine. A body I will claim as mine.”Your heart is pounding uncontrollably and your pussy getting wetter and wetter. You see the ropes and slowly begin to strip, fully naked as you lay on the bed and insert your ankles and pull, securing your ankles. You place on the blindfold and then lay back, blindly reaching for and finding the other ropes and securing one wrist and then the other. And there you lie, self-bound and helpless.Imagine that – you were at school in the morning – good little student, good little princess. Good grades, good girl. No I e could have guessed. No one would have ever guessed the whore that you are and the slut you are – bound and spread wide – waiting for a man. But, not any man. A man who is your Master.And then you hear a swipe of a card at the door and hear as the knob is turned…

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