1. Amy Goes From Hair Stylist to House Slave - 2


    Date: 12/28/2015, Categories: BDSM, Hardcore, Lesbian Sex, Author: THIRDCOAST, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    submissive, his slave? My body is clearly saying yes, but my heart is lagging behind. Is this the path that my life needs to take. I want it to be. As we were about to pull up to the from of the Wilkerson Hotel, I slipped my panties off and gave them to Michael as he helped me from the vehicle. He smiled again and stuffed them into his coat pocket. “Enjoy yourself Ma’am, suite #9100,” he said, as he hands me the key card. “Thank you Michael” I replied as I sauntered through the doors of the opulent Hotel. Chapter Five I take the private elevator up to the 9th floor. I’m staring at the door. My hands are shaking and my pulse is bounding so hard I can feel it in my core. I take a deep breath and push the key card in and push the door open. I hear soft classical music playing as I stroll into the sitting area. The lighting is dimmed and focused on the center of the room. Mr. Kesler is seated on the plush leather couch. “Welcome Amy please have a seat,” as he points to the love seat across from him. “You look lovely tonight.” He is blatantly eyeing me up and down. “What is it your looking for tonight? Fun, excitement, maybe even love?” My mouth was dry, my nipples hard and the smell of my arousal was in my nostrils when I took a deep breath before answering him. “I’m not sure I know, maybe a little of all three. I just know there’s something about how you make me feel without even touching me, that makes me open to you.” He chuckles but not as if laughing at me, “that pleases ...
    me to know. Amy, I am a Dominant, and you are a submissive. I think we could have some fun together. I would like to enter into a contractual arrangement for you to be my submissive. Would you be interested in this kind of arrangement?” When he looks up at me, catching me looking at him, I’m frozen, unable to speak. “Amy, when I ask you a question directly, you’re to use your words.” Hearing my name startles me from my trance, “yes.” “Yes, what Amy?” he asks. “Yes SIr.” I answer. “Stand and move to the center of the room.” I move quickly to his command, standing in the light. My nipples pebble as a chill runs through my body, responding to his command. “Good girl, now remove your clothing.” Before he even finishes I am unzipping my dress and it falls to the floor. Standing there naked and barefoot, I feel his eyes cover every inch of my body. “Pick up your dress and lay it across the chair. Turn and place your hands behind your back.” As I turn, I hear a guttural sound. “Cup your breasts and present them to me Amy. What are they a full C or maybe D? The piercings are a plus.” “I’m a D Sir, thank you.” My face and chest are flushed as my body warms under the lights. I can’t quite see him but know that he is just on the fringe of the light, because I can hear his breathing and some sort of bell ringing, like a cat playing with it’s toy. “Pinch your nipple for me.” I roll them between my thumb and forefinger, before I pinch them. I feel my juices leaking from my pussy. I redden ...
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