1. Just Call Me Sir- Chapter 3


    Date: 12/6/2015, Categories: BDSM, Author: Hotpants66, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    grasp. “I said later.” Deep down I was hoping for him to spank me. As we drive to our first stop, his hand is on my thigh but goes no further. He seems determined to not touch me which has me surprisingly wet. Every shift I make to try to get him to give in he has started counting. As I try to reach over to feel his cock, he just shakes his head with a grin. “That’s twelve, you’re really testing me today Miss.” “Why are you counting my attempts?” “I am not counting your attempts, I am counting the number of strikes you will receive.” “Strikes?” “On your firm ass my sweet, and you will count them out to me as you receive them.” We pull into the parking lot, when he opens my door and holds out his hand, I decide to press my luck. I take his hand and as I’m almost standing fully erect I fall into him, my hand just happens to land over his cock, and I can feel how hard it is. Instead of smiling at me, he takes my hand away looking at me sternly. “That’s f******n.” “But it was just 12 Sir.” “One for touching my cock when I have told you we have to wait, and one for the feeble attempt of falling on purpose. Now behave like a good girl please.” Sulking at his dismissal, “yes sir.” “Now let’s get moving, we have much to do.” Our first stop is a very nice lingerie store, one with the little pink bags. A perky blonde practically runs him down to see if she can help him. He takes my hand and pulls me close, his arm slides around my waist as he kisses my cheek. “Yes, show us the ...
    direction in which we might find your nicest garters with matching panties and bras. Her interest in helping him has dialed back as she realizes he is not alone, but she takes us to where we can find what he has asked for. He picks out several different sets and then asks about thigh high stockings in black. These are all very sexy and tasteful, and I now understand how they are for me but in reality for him. I could get used to this. We make several stops taking care of his errands, only a few things left to do we decide to take a break for lunch. As we wait for our meals to arrive, he slides a little closer. He leans in running his hand along my thigh. Instinct kicks in as I try to open up for him. “Sixteen, not here, it’s not private enough, however your eagerness excites me.” He takes my hand and slides over his lap, his cock is so hard, a small gasp escapes my lips as he brings my hand up and kisses it softly, never taking his eyes from mine. “One more stop and then I shall have you.” “Don’t you have me now?” He shakes his head, “You know what I mean.” “Do you mean you want to ravage my body, until I’m screaming and shaking uncontrollably?” “s*******n, but yes, exactly. Perhaps I should make you stay in the car at our next stop and let those things be a surprise.” “What things?” He gives me that stern look that tells me he won’t say another word and motions for the waiter to take care of the check. As we pull out onto the street, I decide I must know what things he needs. ...
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