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5/30/2012 2:44:37 AM

All my stories are true unless stated.

I do have a few ideas of fiction I would like to write and will do, sometime. For example about a man who can’t pay his debt to me and the consequences he has to pay, his wife for a weekend.

Another, hopefully amusing as well, about a lady who goes to something like ‘kink.com’ and meets the people running it. They agree to have her for a day to tie up, fully clothed and with no sex, just for her to experience it. This happens and she is gagged and tied up in a room. Unfortunately, one of the men running the company was away when this was arranged and he returns ...

Anyway, back to this true story. A few summers ago a lady domme wanted to be humiliated by following a role play scenario. Surprise surprise I was only happy to oblige. All names apart from mine have been changed to protect the guilty as complete discretion is one of my few assets.
OK, this has been written in haste, after badgering by someone who is a really wonderful lady, shame she lives so far away!!! So it is a bit rough at the edges, and inside, and at the beginning, and at the end, so take it or leave it but hopefully enjoy. :-)

Humiliating Sarah, the beginning

“Thank you for coming Sarah.”
I had no choice really, did I, you being my boss n’all”.
“I see you are pleased to see me.”

She has arrived at my quite nice junior suite. Being a director at a conference does have a few perks. I ask her to sit down and she chooses a small upright chair furthest from the bed. I sit down on the edge of the bed. She is about 5’5” tall, long brunette hair, quite pretty and dressed in a smart ‘power’ executive suit. She is the modern woman for today’s modern business. Dressed in a very classy white blouse, plain but expensive. A nice black skirt just below the knee with a small split up one side, black tights, or stockings, smart black shoes. Simply dressed but oozing class. She talks with a very nice clear well-spoken accent, until under a little pressure when more colloquial manners present … ‘n’all’ .

Three days into the conference and she has done her usual strategy of avoiding me. When she joined several years ago I was immediately attracted to her, she was so confident and sexy. I made several advances to her only to be rejected with obvious disgust. Any approach I made was rebuffed. I bided my time and now was the time to strike.
“I see you have been performing very well, I have looked at your performance record and your superiors have been very pleased with your performance. She just looked straight over my head, lips pursed tightly shut, she was enduring the time she had to spend with me yet couldn’t help showing just a taint of smugness. I continued .
“ However.” And I picked up a large A4 lever arch file,
“ I have had other investigations carried out.” Her demeanour changed, she looked at me, rearranged her seating position, shuffled, regained her composure and tried to relax.
“Yes, and it is not very good I’m afraid.” See began to look just a little worried, trying to keep her composure.
“Yes, it is regarding the accounting.”
“I don’t know what you mean… “ she started,
“Oh yes, I think you do,” I paused,
“We all know that you have done so very well last year, you have earned a good salary and that bonus in the New year must have been very welcome. We all know that your husband has been very unwell, I believe he has been off work , what, for two years now, and losing his income must have hurt your lifestyle, and keeping up with your rather expensive outgoings.”
“We manage,” she interrupted, rather too quickly.
Now for the kill
“I’m sure you do, what with the way you have claimed for your expenses.”
Her faced coloured very red and she faltered, stuttered,
“I, a, “
I continued “Yes, and I wonder how you would manage without your income then, your husband and his expensive private treatment...”
She interrupted again “I can pay it all back, I can cover it all, very soon, I can ...”I interrupted
“Well, I’m not sure you could and anyway, this is a Police matter …”

I paused to allow this to sink in. her face had now gone white and she looked straight at me, eyes bulging, breathing heavy and panic beginning to consume her.
She collected herself and tried one more aggressive defence. “You have no way of proving …“
Yet I just put my hand up, she stopped talking and I said
“I have everything I need, enough to put you away and see you don’t work ever again, no income, no health insurance, no lifestyle, do I need to continue?”
She spoke in a whisper “I need my money,” She paused
“Stephen…” (this was the first time she had ever used my name)
“…I will do anything, I mean anything to ...” she stopped not wanting to commit herself.
“I’m sure you will Sarah, and you will. Why do you think I called you here and not to my office in London?”

I was surprised that the realisation of what was happening had only now suddenly dawned on her. I thought she was much more intelligent than that, but maybe she had been so confident she just hadn’t realised she could fall. The joy of toppling the overconfident. My chance had come.

“So this is what is going to happen now.” From now on, for however long you work for this company, you will be my slave. At my beck and call whenever and wherever I want.”
She started to object but I stopped her.
“I know you have given up holidays to complete work projects, you have worked all weekends just to get a presentation ready so I know if I wanted you for a weekend’s … “ I paused “playtime, then you can.”
“That is too much, I…”
“This is non-negotiable, you take it or I call the police. This is a onetime offer and there is no second chance. Either you do everything I say, or it’s the end of the lifestyle. Oh yes, there is one good thing for you, you can still claim your expenses.”
Defeated, she slumped in her chair, saying nothing the look told me everything. She was mine. Now for the fun.

“We start now.”

She sat up in her chair, started to open her mouth yet thought better of it.
“OK, start to open your knees please. Keep moving them apart until I say stop.” Her lips moved but no sound came out. She shuffled in her chair, closed her knees further together and again shuffled.

“Oh yes, and for any refusal or even a hesitation will result in severe punishment, starting with a spanking. With an abrupt look of horror she looked at me and then looked away.

Slowly her knees began to open.

Slowly. Little by little they opened. She looked at me as I hadn’t said anything, then looked away again and moved them further apart. I was now very pleased, not only was I in complete control over the lady of my desire, she was wearing stockings.
“Further my dear, let me see more of your stockings.”
“I, I wear them to allow air to circulate, that is the only reason, I haven’t had sex for over a year.” She explained, trying to convince me of something I didn’t care about at all. Useful to know though, no sex for a year, a tap of passion waiting to be turned on, we shall see.

“Further.”

She had stopped and then continued. I could see the white of her thighs above her stocking tops, she was wearing black panties, I thought they looked like silk, time will tell. Her knees were now spread far apart. She looked quite obscene, delightfully obscene. Fully dressed, knees akimbo, panties tight across her pubic mound and looking at the wall to my right.

I took a SLR camera and took a picture. The flash made her start and she quickly closed her knees and started to complain when I just lowered the camera and signalled with my hands for her to spread her knees again.

She paused and then started to move her knees again. Quicker this time and they were soon apart. I took a few more pictures, I moved closed and kneeled down in front of her, I wanted to humiliate her and went down on one knee close to her and took some more pictures. She was looking everywhere, at the walls, the ceiling trying to avoid recognising what was happening to her.

“OK Sarah. Stand up.” There was a full length mirror on a wall. I asked her to stand in front of it. She stood there and looked at herself in the mirror. Looking very smart and well dressed, and very respectable. “Not for long” I thought.
“I want you to look at yourself. Keep looking and enjoy it”
“You think I’m enjoying this?” she retorted
“Careful, spanking is not the only thing I enjoy.”
She shuddered.

I moved up behind her and lifted her hair off her neck and kissed her nape. She shuddered. I wasn’t sure if it was disgust or something else, “We shall see.” I thought.

I walked in front of her and kissed her. She resisted, her lips were dry and 'flat' no give or softness. I continued. I wet my lips and kissed, I opened her lips with mine and sucked her tongue. She wiggled and tried to pull away but I held her head.

I kissed her ears and nipped one, giving the lobe a short sharp bite; she pulled her head away but didn’t move. I raised my hands around and took a breast in each hand. She was looking like a hypnotised rabbit in headlights at her reflection as my two hands kneaded and groped her breasts. I savoured the moment and massaged the breasts. Each just a bit too big for my hand, enough to hold and massage. I squeezed them and lifted them, dropped them and enjoyed myself for a few minutes.

I started to unbutton her blouse buttons. It was now the full impact of what was happening to her, the future for her was to be used and abused by someone she had hated and was disgusted and she had no way of stopping it. She was helpless and resigned to her fate.
I continued to unbutton her blouse and her bra encased tits were displayed. I moved round and took some more pictures. She looked in despair as she realised what was to come and it was going to be documented in pictures.

As with her extended knees, this looked delightfully obscene, fully dressed, blouse unbuttoned and her cleavage displayed. I lifted her tits out of the bra so they peeked out over the top of the bra. Her nipples were huge, hard and very stiff. Again not sure if this was arousal or just her body knew how to respond. More pictures followed as she stood there with her tits out.

I played with them, twiddling the nipples and rolling them in my fingertips. I squeezed the naked flesh and rubbed the nipples some more. Her breath was now distinctly getting heavier and she was beginning to respond. Her body couldn’t help it. This was going much better than I had imagined.

I then took a nipple in my mouth. I love sucking breasts and even though I say so myself, am rather good at it. I took as much of the tit into my mouth as I could and sucked hard. I sucked and sucked and then took the nipple in my lips and squeezed it with my lips. I nuzzled and licked and sucked the tit, By now she had stopped resisting and I was free to play as I liked. I took the other tit in my mouth and repeated my actions. Sucking and licking, then taking each tit in turn to lick and suck, while one tit was in my mouth I used my fingers to massage the other.
I moved away and took some more pictures, If there was one thing Sarah looked, it was confused.

I undid the button/clasp on her skirt lifted the back of her blouse up and stroked her back. I smacked her bum, then rubbed it. I continued feeling her bum, giving them a good feel over her skirt. I reached down under the top of her skirt then suddenly slid my hand under her panties and without warning went straight to her cunt. She gasped and I think I did as well, she was sopping wet. I ran my fingers up and down her slit and could feel the pussy lips were engorged. I lifted my fingers to my mouth; they were covered in her pussy juice. I smelled and tasted.

All the time Sarah was watching me do this in the mirror. She looked in despair and aroused, both at the same time. I returned my hand this time by I lifting her skirt up and played with her bum over her panties. Rubbing her intimate places over her panties and then down the back of her panties and into her cunt. She gasped again as I drew my fingers up and down her pussy lips. I entered a finger and gave her a few short very quick strokes, finger fucking her. I pulled my finger out, I think she was disappointed. I put my fingers into her mouth. She looked horrified yet took them into her mouth. I had to make eye contact with her through the mirror and made a gesture for her to taste her own juices. She did and sucked my fingers. I began to think she had led a more sheltered life than I had imagined. She was going to be in for a few shocks tonight!

After a few more pictures I asked her to remove her clothes. I sat down, a raging hard on and very excited. I started to remove my shoes and socks and unbutton my shirt. I then sat down and watched as she stood in front of me, mirror to the side and me in front. She looked a little dishevelled now. Her hair was ‘all over the place’ and the smart professional demeanour now seemed lost and was exchanged for a slutty tramp gasping for sex.
She needed some work on stripping but it was delightful watching her embarrassment as she took her clothes off one by one, almost pleading at me with her eyes to be able to stop.

Soon she was standing just in her stockings, which I had asked her to keep on. Naked. Hands across her middle trying to cover her breasts and crotch. I tut tutted.
“Sarah, let there be no secrets between us. Open your legs, lift your hands and let me view you in your completeness.”

She did not know of ‘positions’ so I just asked her to lift her hands and move her legs apart. She looked delightful and I my cock ached to enter her. Sweet abstinence is sweet, with the expectation of what is to come and patience is a virtue, especially in the timing to consume pleasure.

She was not shaven, that was to be expected, but her pubes were pleasantly trimmed. I found out later she had her bikini line regularly waxed.

I stood up and wandered around her. Not touching her, raising her expectation so now instead of disgust at being touched she was now hoping to be touched. She was aroused, that was plain to see. Her nipples stood out like the proverbial organ stops, her cunt lips were enlarged and there was a delightful red rash running from her neck down across her chest. Her lips were swollen and her pupils dilated. Priceless.

After walking around her for a couple of times I walked away, she tried to follow me with her eyes but I walked out of her sight. She just stood there, silent, expecting. I walked up behind her and gave her an almighty whack on one of her bum cheeks. She screamed, shouted and jumped, all in one movement. She had moved and turned around, not knowing what to do, whether to complain or turn her bum for more. I told her to stand up again and as she did I moved around, feeling her when and where I wanted. I took my time and felt her tits, her tummy, ran my fingers through her pubes, up and down her pussy lips, when I finger fucked her she arched her back and groaned. I felt her bum, ran my fingers up and down her bum crack to the back of her cunt and ran pussy juices back up her bum crack.

I took of my shirt and trousers yet left my silk boxer shorts on. I only wore them for special occasions and this was certainly one!
I sat down on the lovely leather settee and told her to come to me. Looking confused and breathing rapidly, a mixture of arousal and fear, she approached. I told her to lie across my lap. She hesitated and yet was obviously attracted. I told her if she hesitated there would be more.

She lay down across my knees face down. She was delightful. Her face down on the settee, her hair cascading around her head onto the settee, her back arched so her bum sat up at that wonderful angle that is so pleasing when making love from the rear. I was looking forward to that.

“Well, Sarah, you have been a naughty girl. How many spanks should I give you?”
She remained silent.

“Let me see, for being naughty, 50” she shuddered and began to complain but thought better of it, she was a quick learner.
“For not answering when asked a question, 75.” She actually groaned and her whole body vibrated on my knee.
“And for a lesson to be learnt” (I don’t know what that means either but that is what I said!) I think another 50.”
“Any complaints, verbal or otherwise and I start counting from zero again, understand?”
“Yes, I understand” she responded very quickly. I considered whether to say she should call me sir. It is the only place I like to be called sir yet thought I’d leave it for another time.

“OK, here goes” she tensed and then I spanked her bum cheeks. Hard and continually. Taking each cheek in turn, spanking both at once, and venturing down the thighs, inside and out. I stopped occasionally and gave her cunt a good fingering, one of the job perks, as it were. She was even more wet and her juices were running down onto me. My cock was sticking hard up between her legs, out through the hole in my boxers and both my cock, my shorts and my groin area was saturated with her juices. This was very pleasing.

Not once did she complain and only grunted and made the occasional loud noise as I gave her a good hard slap. Her bottom was completely red and her thighs a nice deep red. I told her to look at herself in the mirror. She stood in front of the mirror and looked at her rear in it. She stood in that peculiar position ladies do when they look at their bottom in the mirror, sort of half bent over. She was amazed at how red her bottom was.
More pictures of her doing that as well as some of her red bum. I took some of her kneeling on the bed, head down, bum up in the air, pussy lips peeking out and a very red bum.

“Lay on the bed, on your back. I am going to lick your cunt now.”
“Oh no, you can’t, that is so humiliating, you can’t” she said with her hand across her mouth.

I didn’t say anything but waited for her to move. She lay back and I made her lift her knees and spread her legs. She was exposed before me, her most intimate self, her engorged pussy lips extending out, her pussy swollen, glistening with juices, she lay on the bed with her hand across her face in embarrassment. I made it worse for her by describing what I could see, her delightful swollen lips, her juices flowing, her hole open and exposed, I went into every small detail to humiliate her further. Then I described what I was going to do. I knelt down and kissed the inside of her thighs. I licked and kissed up and down each side gradually moving closer to her quim. I then paused, and then let my tongue run up and down her lips. She gasped, groaned and then shouted or maybe more a scream. It certainly wasn’t any words I could understand.

I continued to lick her and then sucked each pussy lip. I sucked all the way up and down. I had avoided her clit all this time and she had started to buck as I licked. I held her legs and then took the hood over clit in my mouth. I held it here for a moment, doing nothing but holding it in my mouth, she started to buck and I held her.
While licking my fingers were enjoying her breasts, squeezing and twiddling her nipples.

I then sucked and squeezed with my lips the hood. I then entered under the hood with my tongue and got the point of my tongue onto the point of her clit. She came big time, much to my surprise as I thought she was still trying to resist feeling any emotion.

“If you cum without me letting you again you will be in big trouble, do you understand?”
“Yes sir” she gasped very weakly. Hmm I thought, she is getting into this without being asked, calling me sir now.
I like making ladies wait to cum as it builds tension and I like seeing their discomfort as they hold on and the ensuring orgasm can be massive.

Now was the time I and my cock had been waiting for. My cock had been aching for this since she had come into the room and now it was his moment. I told her to spread her legs, more for effect as they were already far apart. I told her I was going to fuck her now and this was just the start.

I told her I wanted to start in this position so I could look her in the eye while I entered her and she could look at me. She didn’t react with disgust this time, in fact, may even have been a positive response. I stood in front of her, cock extended and hovering over her. I lay across her and looked into her eyes. She responded back and there was passion in her eyes.
I placed my cock against her hole which was swollen and open. No problem finding the way in here.
I place my cock gently there and just held it. She groaned and made more groaning noises. I then slid in in one nice and smooth motion. One of the most wonderful pleasures in life is the first time entering a cunt when fucking, exquisite delight. I went in right to the hilt and just held it there. This is what I call ‘marinating’ and has a wonderful effect. After about 15-20 seconds the cunt can’t take anymore and has to respond. The lady will buck and wiggle like mad and that is just what Sarah did. She bucked and wiggled and shouted and screamed, so much I wondered if we may get the hotel manager complaining yet she was oblivious to anything but the feeling in her cunt. I reminded her not to cum and she swore at me.

I fucked her and enjoyed the wonderful feeling of my cock sliding in and out of her tight passage.

I made her turn over and took her from behind, one of my favourite positions. Another to follow later I mused.
After a few minutes, as our wet bodies slapped together. I withdrew. I lay down on the bed and told her to suck me. I love having a woman suck her own pussy juices off my cock as well as the pleasure of being sucked. She started to suck my sodden cock, licking and sucking. She was only OK so I knew there was some work to be done there. Apparently as she told me later, she had only ever sucked a cock once before and that had put her off. I was not surprised but at least she was showing some good enthusiasm which boded well for the future.

After a few minutes of that I sucked her cunt again. She was beginning to build towards another orgasm, if in fact she hadn’t had a few smaller ones on the side; it is difficult reading a woman’s responses!

I then lay on the bed and told her to ride me. Probably my favourite position, (that and taking a woman on a table, me standing, her on it). I love being able to feel her tits while she rocks and jumps around on my cock. I can have very intense orgasms in this position yet this wasn’t the time for me to cum so we changed places again. This time I sucked her cunt and allowed her to suck my cock again, this time there was a definite improvement and she sucked soft and gentle around the head as I instructed as I love having it done gently around the head.

Now for something I had been waiting for. I told her to kneel on the edge of the bed. Bum up in the air and wait. I gave her a few slaps which she grunted with and then left her. I went into the ensuite to get a few things. She lay there, not knowing what was going on.
I let a few minutes go by, idling doing nothing in the ensuite, just to build the tension up.
Eventually I came out and she was still there, obediently kneeling, bum up in the air, pussy lips, all in all, a great sight.
I walked up behind her, rubbed my cock up and down her pussy lips and her bum crack. I then squirted some lube onto her bum hole. She realised what I was going to do.
“No, you can’t, no, not that, that’s disgusting, I’ve never let anyone near me there, no, you can’t”
I just ignored her and massaged the lube around her bum, more of an excuse to finger her. I fingered her pussy and then ran my fingers up and down her bum crack. I gently inserted my finger tip into her bum, she tensed.
“OK Sarah, listen. I’m only going to say this once. If you do as I say you may enjoy this, if you don’t then only I will, understand?”
“Yes sir,” she said, very softly and submissively. It was delightful to hear.
“I have put a condom on and am going to fuck your bum. I will enter gently to start with. As I enter you will relax and sort of allow my cock to enter, sort of try and accommodate it and it will slip in nicely. If you tense it will restrict and be harder to enter, but enter I will, OK?”
“Yes sir.”

I gently placed my cock to her bum and just let the head start to enter. The muscles around her bum tensed and then relaxed. I pushed and gradually entered in, she was a natural. I entered all the way in and just rested there, marinating again. She appeared to like this and groaned more.
I then started to fuck her nice and slow. I gathered a nice rhythm and she was so tight it was wonderful. I reached round and rubbed her clit but it was a little uncomfortable so didn’t do that for very long. I was holding my camera and another mirror the other side of the room was beside our bed so I was able to take pictures of me riding her. Her face down in the bed, her bum up in the air, me latched onto from behind. Unfortunately my photographic skills deteriorate the more turned on I become so unfortunately many of the pics are very poor quality, out of focus and terrible framing.

As I enjoyed her bum, experiencing this lovely virgin bum, I gently said, “Oh yes … just to say Sarah, … I had no evidence you were fiddling anything, it was a complete bluff by me … but I’m glad you were … “
“You bastard” was her reply as she just started swearing and cursing which seemed to make fucking her bum even more pleasurable.

I was going along nicely when she suddenly started bucking and groaning, making very loud noises again and then she came again, again big time and nearly brought the house down. This made me very turned on. I withdrew, took the condom off and entered her cunt. I came and came and poured my cum into her cunt.

We lay on the bed and recovered. I chastised her for cumming and said that would be sorted next time. There was no difficulty in arranging a next time as during the course of our time she had turned into a very willing partner and a very horny slut at that.

All in all, everyone’s a winner!