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New boots

  • Posted on January 31, 2012 at 2:17 am

Shoe submissive Steve sent me a new pair of boots.

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I love wedge heels.

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Thank you Steve!

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The Waiter Arrives

  • Posted on January 14, 2012 at 7:47 pm

Slut Michelle continues her sexy story for me.

The Waiter Arrives

My name is Michelle. I’m a middle-aged CD who is passable and many men find me very sexy. I wrote Chapter One of this story in third person but I found it awkward; as a result I am switching to first person.
 
I was astonished by how easily Mistress Twilight convinced the waiter to participate in our sex games. Within minutes of answering the door I found myself on my knees in front of him. Mistress asked me if I was ready to be her cocksucker. I stammered that I wasn’t sure I was ready. Mistress then purred in my ear that she knew I was. “Ask to suck his cock,” she whispered in my ear. When she uses that tone I am powerless to disobey.
 
I placed my hand on his thigh and moved it slowly up. Then I timidly asked if I could suck his beautiful cock. My hand was inching its way upward when he responded. He told me to take off his pants and that he wanted me to convince him that I wanted his cock. I quickly disrobed him. Taking him by the hand I guided him to the edge of the bed. I knelt down between his legs, took his fat cock in my hands and gently kissed the tip. As soon as my lips touched his cock head I knew I could give him the best blow job of his life.
 
While I gently massaged his shaft I started licking and kissing his balls. Mistress Twilight held my head and pushed it down so I’d take more of him down my throat. The more I took in my mouth the more the waiter moaned. I stopped every so often to use my tongue to draw small circles on the shaft. Upon reaching the crown I used my tongue to lick and tease underneath it. I loved the feeling of his large cock growing in my mouth. His cock was wonderfully fat and long.
 
I decided to slow down and truly enjoy this magnificent cock. I kissed it and sucked it and savored every drop of precum. At one point I took most of it in my mouth and used my mouth and hand to masturbate him. I could feel it throbbing and tasted the precum. I didn’t want him cumming too soon so I stopped and kissed the tip.

My mouth loved his cock but my boy pussy wanted it too. Mistress Twilight must have sensed this because she pulled my head back. “I know you love sucking his cock. But I want you to experience being a complete slut tonight. Are you ready to get fucked like a bitch?” she asked.

I was so ready. “Yes please Mistress! Please let him fuck me!” I was desperate for his cock now. I needed it inside me.

She asked the waiter if he wanted to fuck her slave. He immediately said yes. “Strip for him Michelle. Give him a good show,” Mistress Twilight commanded. I stood up and swayed my hips back and forth as I stripped off my dress and panties. She stopped me from removing my heels. She told me to lay on my back and hold my legs in the air. I did as told with my legs spread wide.

As the waiter got between my legs to pound my boy pussy hard Mistress Twilight climbed up on the bed. “You’re going to lick me good slut. I want that tongue deep in my pussy as he fucks you.” She then lowered her delicious pussy onto my mouth. As I started licking her I felt the waiter’s cock pushing into me…

Slut Michelle’s Special Dinner and Desert

  • Posted on August 8, 2011 at 3:18 pm

Slut Michelle wrote this sexy story for me and asked if I would share it on my blog. I said of course!

Slut Michelle’s Special Dinner and Desert

She took in a deep breath as she drove into the hotel parking lot. This was her first time arriving at a hotel as Michelle instead of Fred (her real name). Mistress Twilight convinced her that this would turn them both on-and she was right so far. Michelle parked the car and stepped out. She was confident that no one would recognize her, but she was not so sure about being passable. She walked into the lobby with a swagger and girly confidence. She noticed a man turn to check out her butt. She grew nervous again as she approached the front desk. She spoke quietly and as feminine as she could.

She had made a reservation as Michelle, but her credit cards all had her “man” name on them. This made her nervous and she began to perspire. Would her makeup run she wondered, in addition with other scary thoughts. She told the clerk that she would be leaving a cash deposit and that her purse was in the car. All went smoothly and she let out a sigh of relief. She walked into the elevator and pressed the button for the fifth floor.

Once she entered the room she called Mistress and gave her the room number. Mistress Twilight told her that she would arrive in thirty minutes. This gave her enough time to fix her makeup and practice her walk. Mistress expected her to demonstrate how well she could walk in her heels and a tight dress. This meant looking like a lady who wanted a man. Access to Mistress would be granted only if she performed well. Access meant starting at Mistress’ feet and ending with her tongue buried deep in her pussy–a before dinner treat!

She was adjusting/hiding her cock when there was knock on the door. It had only been 10 minutes since she had called Mistress Twilight. Suddenly she was very scared. She walked to the door and opened it slowly. It was Mistress Twilight and she looked amazing. Michelle quickly invited her in. She knew better than to question the early arrival. Michelle knelt down in front of her Mistress and lowered her eyes so that she was looking at Twilight’s feet.

Mistress Twilight spoke for the first time. “Suck my toes,” she purred as she said kicked off her heel. Michelle wanted to worship them so much-she had been fantasizing about it for weeks. She pretended the foot was a big cock and worshiped it. In what seemed like seconds Mistress told her that she could begin to work her way up. Michelle first removed the other heel and treated the foot to the same treatment but this time she let her hands travel over the most wonderful legs she had ever touched.

Then her life changed forever as she started kissing and touching her way up the most sensuous thighs she had ever seen or touched. Mistress’s skin was very soft and tasted wonderful. She had masturbated many times imagining how Mistress would taste. A chill went through her body as she received permission to remove Mistress’s panties. Her hands shook as she removed the thin silky panties. It was love at first sight when she saw the most beautiful pussy in the world.

She knew that her job was to please Mistress, and therefore had to remain focused on doing so. The taste was overwhelming, so pleasant, that Michelle’s clitty cock grew harder than it had been in years. Somehow she was able to work on making Mistress cum without regard to her own clitty. Making Mistress cum made Michelle cum in her own panties. This was not allowed, for Michelle needed permission to cum.

Mistress Twilight asked Michelle if she had cum and Michelle had to confess that she had. Michelle prepared herself for a discipline spanking. But instead Mistress told her to go freshen up and that they would deal with her punishment after dinner. Michelle wondered what her Mistress’s plans were as they left the room and walked to the restaurant downstairs. While walking to their reserved table Mistress told Michelle to look at one of the waiters for he was her type. This embarrassed her but not near as much as the next remark, “Don’t be shy, it’s obvious you want him too”.

Shortly after the two took their seats the cute waiter came to their table and announced that he would be taking care of them. This made Mistress Twilight giggle and Michelle again grew nervous. After he took their orders Mistress whispered in Michelle’s ear, “Don’t worry I’m sure many women find him attractive”. The waiter smirked-had he heard her? He flirtatiously said, “It’s not often we get such beautiful women sharing the table”. Mistress flirted back by saying “we like to share more than just a table”. Michelle blushed deeply while the waiter grinned widely.

The two women drank and ate. They discussed the men in the restaurant and speculated about their penis size. Michelle continued to become more comfortable as a woman with the help of the wine and Mistress Twilight. After dinner the cute waiter asked if they cared for desert or perhaps an after dinner drink. Mistress told him that they’d like another drink. “What about desert?” he asked. “Bring us each a glass of wine while I plan for desert,” Mistress Twilight answered. The waiter smiled knowingly and hurried off to grab the bottle of wine.

Mistress then turned to Michelle and told her that the punishment for cumming without permission was that Michelle had to put on a sex show for the cute waiter in the hotel room while she watched. This caused Michelle to panic, for she did not have the experience or confidence to seduce him. Mistress could see the panic in Michelle’s face, so she took Michelle’s in her hand and told her not to worry because she would help. This combined with the drinks helped relax Michelle a little. Then Mistress asked if the waiter was propositioned by two sexy woman how could he possibly say no? Michelle certainly thought his Mistress irresistible and couldn’t imagine any man saying no to her.

The waiter reappeared with their drinks. Mistress Twilight informed him that Michelle was staying in the hotel and asked him to deliver their dessert to room 5105 at 10:00. Michelle almost fainted when he said that he would be happy to deliver their treats. Michelle was so confused that she could not think of anything to say, so she picked up her glass and drank it in one gulp.

Mistress Twilight gave her a stern look and told her to act more lady like or she would end everything right then. Much to her surprise this caused Michelle to calm down. She turned to Mistress apologized and thanked her for being stern. The conversation ended when the waiter arrived with the bill. Michelle took it from him and gave him a credit card, for he had to know the truth before she attempted to seduce him. Mistress did not know Michelle was going to do this and told her that they would discuss strategies/seductions in more detail on another occasion. “Besides, if he’s not interested I’ll find another stud for you tonight,” she informed him. The waiter returned, handed Michelle the card and said that he would deliver dessert at ten sharp. This made Michelle grin from ear-to-ear.

The ladies giggled and talked fast as they returned to the room. Michelle ran into the bathroom to freshen up. Mistress Twilight called from the bedroom that she needed Michelle immediately. She was so excited about tonight that her pussy needed attention right then. This was the greatest reward Michelle could ask for. She loved nothing more than being able to worship Mistress and taste her juices. She got between her legs and licked, kissed, and sucked as if this was going to be her last time. She felt Mistress cum and then was told to get up and get ready for her “date”.

Michelle was concerned that the waiter would just hand her the desert and leave. Mistress Twilight reminded her that the waiter would come in and set up the food prior to leaving. This would give Michelle an opportunity to perform a sex show for Mistress. Then Mistress Twilight asked Michelle if she had cum again while licking her pussy. Michelle lowered her head and answered “yes”. She then apologized and tried to explain that she could not help it. Mistress shook her head and told Michelle to take off her clothes, put on a teddy with some clean panties and come give her a bath.

Michelle walked into the bathroom wearing a white teddy with pink crotchless panties. She stopped when she saw Mistress in the bath. Her beauty was overwhelming. Michelle could not speak or walk. Mistress called her over and told her to do a good job. Michelle knelt and then lifted a foot out of the water and gently used small circles with a bar of soap to wash the sexiest foot in the world. She set it down in the water and did the same to the other one. Then she spent ten minutes messaging and washing Mistress’s calves and thighs. This had Michelle hard as a rock again and Mistress let out little sounds of joy. Michelle moved behind her and focused on providing a wonderful sensuous back massage. Mistress took her hands and guided them to her breasts.

Michelle lost her breath when she cupped them. She made circles with the hand that contained the bar of soap and played with the nipple with her other fingers. She grew more excited as she felt Mistress’s nipples get harder and harder. Then Michelle worked her way between Mistress’s legs. She used the soap to rub closer and closer without touching her pussy. She tried to provide Mistress as much pleasure as possible. Finally Mistress took Michelle’s other hand and placed it on her clit. Michelle began gently rubbing her while using the soap to touch her beautiful thighs and her outer pussy lips. She could tell that Mistress was close to cumming so she quickened her movements and increased the pressure on her clit. Michelle cupped her pussy and played with her clit while Mistress had her most powerful orgasm of the night.

Much to Michelle’s surprise Mistress Twilight stood up and ordered her to dry her off. Michelle had expected her to want to relax in the tub after cumming so hard. Mistress on the other hand was ready for round two and called Michelle to bed. Michelle watched as Mistress laid on her back and opened her legs. This made Michelle’s clitty throb but she knew better than to touch it. Looking at Mistress Twilight’s naked body she felt butterflies in her stomach and could not speak or move. Mistress smiled and called her over. She took Michelle by the head and guided her between her legs. Michelle did her very best to please Mistress and to make her cum again. After which Mistress ordered Michelle to clean up and get ready to perform a sex show for the waiter.

At exactly ten o’clock the ladies heard a knock on the door…

Chastity keys

  • Posted on March 28, 2011 at 1:39 pm

A submissive recently locked his cock into a chastity cage and sent me the keys to begin training with me. Here they are:

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I have both keys so he’s locked into the device until I send them back. When will I send them back? Oh…not for awhile!

New York Panty Sissy

  • Posted on July 16, 2010 at 2:32 am

I’m talking to a panty boy sissy slave right now. He has several panties with him.

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purple
white
black
blue
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brown

Madam Cynthia gave him some of these panties which he loves to wear. Sometimes Madam Cynthia and I dominate this slave together. We have such fun with him.

Right now New York Panty Sissy is wearing the white panties and blue panties. He’s also wearing black thigh highs. He wants everyone to know that he loves panties and that he has to follow all of my direct orders.

A naughty switch returns

  • Posted on July 9, 2010 at 6:28 pm

Guess who’s back?

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That’s right! Sera is back taking calls. I think she’s overdue for a good spanking. Want to help out? Call (575)770-4575 or (505) 217-6110.

Denise’s Diary: Part 1

  • Posted on June 23, 2010 at 1:37 am

Denise’s Diary
by Mistress Twilight

Denise is a submissive woman in college. She lives with her dominant boyfriend Nicholas near campus. Though she tries to be good, Denise often finds herself over Nicholas’ lap getting her bottom spanked. What follows is Denise’s submissive diary entries. This journal is part of her training. I sometimes assign my submissives to keep one as well.

Part 1
I’m writing this as an assignment for Master Nicholas, my boyfriend. Lately, I’ve been getting into all sorts of trouble and getting spanking after spanking as a result. I can’t help but feel bratty afterward.

Nicholas was getting tired of my bratty attitude. He said he could give me yet another spanking but he didn’t think I would learn my lesson. So I’ve been instructed to keep a spanking journal to illustrate why I need a firm hand.

I was embarrassed starting this stupid journal and was determined not to have my fanny toasted so I wouldn’t have to write in it. But here I am with a tender bottom and a pen in my hand.

Today I skipped my Lit class to go out shopping with some my girlfriends. It’s a big class and I figured the professor would never notice if twenty people skipped out, let alone just me. Nicholas was at work and I was shopping on the opposite side of town. I figured I wouldn’t get caught.

Shopping for clothes is much better than sitting in my boring Lit class anyway. At the beginning of the semester the professor handed out a sheet that spelled out what was on the final. All I have to do is study what I need to ace it so why waste my time. One cut class is no big deal.

My heart practically stopped when Nicholas came up to us at the mall cafeteria. He acted surprised to see me and my friends but said nothing about me skipping class. He merely said he was on his lunch break and it was good to bump into us. Right before he left he turned to me and said he’d see me at home. I knew I was in big trouble.

The rest of the day I kept looking for some excuse to hang around campus. My last class got out and I briefly thought about hiding in the library for a few hours. I knew I was in for a good sound spanking when I got home. But I had just checked out books for a term paper and knew Nicholas wouldn’t buy that excuse. That would only make my punishment worse.

On the ride home I rehearsed my excuse. I already had read the assigned book for Lit class so it was pointless for me to sit through a boring lecture. Yeah, it was a pretty weak excuse. But it was all I had.

When I got home Nicholas was already there. Damn. I was hoping he’d have to work late so I could at least cook his favorite meal or something to soften him up. Well, I had to go into the house sometime. I did my best to steady my nerves and walked inside.

I barely had time to put down my backpack before Nicholas was questioning me.

“Denise, why were you at the mall today?”

Damn. When he says my name like that I get a chill down my back. My bottom already tingled in anticipation. I tried to explain I just wanted to go shopping but he cut me off.

“Going shopping is fine but skipping your class is not.”

I tried making an excuse but it just came out as a whine. “But I already know everything about the book. Why do I have to stick around for some boring discussion about it?”

“Because I expect you to be responsible and go to your classes.”

“But-“

“No buts…There’s no excuse for skipping class to go shopping.”

My excuse utterly failed so I tried the puppy eyes trick. That didn’t help either. No sooner had I batted my eyelashes and started to pout than Nicholas told me to get undressed.

I got out of my clothes quickly, not wanting to upset him more. He told me to get over his lap. That’s when I noticed the thick, wooden paddle sitting on the table.

“Not the paddle!”

”Don’t argue or I’ll get the cane. Get over my knees NOW.”

The cane was no idle threat. I had been punished with it before and didn’t want to feel it again. The threat of the cane was enough to get me over his knees fast.

At least he started with his hand. He slapped my ass playfully at first until I started grinding on his lap. Mmm, I thought, maybe this one could be fun?

Nicholas’ tone changed. “This isn’t for your enjoyment. This is punishment. If you insist on acting like a brat then I will treat you like one.”

He stopped spanking with his hand and reached for the paddle.

“Please stop! I promise I won’t skip class again.” I hated to beg but I hated the sting of that paddle even more. I knew how much it was going to hurt.

“I intend to make certain of that”, he scolded.

I felt the first smack. It was a sharp sting that made me yelp. But Nicholas didn’t even pause, he continued spanking me until my ass felt like it was on fire. I tried to hold still but the sting was growing so much I couldn’t help but squirm and kick.

Nicholas sandwiched my legs between his to hold me in place. My hand flew over my ass instinctively; I knew he was going to really lay into me. He grabbed my arm and held it behind my back far away from my bottom.

There was nothing I could do but take my punishment. I tried to bite my lip so I wouldn’t yelp but that lasted about twenty seconds. This was no playful spanking! My behind was was on fire! And Nicholas had to spank my thighs which made me start sniffling.

I was crying by the time he stopped. He let me stand up and my hands immediately flew straight to my bottom. It felt so hot I knew it was bright red.

Nicholas told me to get dressed and to start a term paper that was due the following week. As I was putting on my clothes I noticed the time. My favorite show was about to come on. I tried to reason with him. Surely I could do my homework later.

“Your punishment was supposed to remind you of your responsibilities. I would expect you would be cooperative and do your paper instead of trying to loaf in front of the TV.”

“But-“ I knew I shouldn’t pout but I couldn’t help it. This wasn’t fair!

“No buts. Your television and phone privileges are cut off for tonight. Your only focus will be on your paper and your spanking journal.”

“My spanking journal!”

By his smirk I could tell Nicholas was enjoying himself. “Yes, your spanking journal. Every time you get punished you’re to make an entry. Perhaps that will teach you why you need a firm hand.”

So here I am, stuck up in my room. And all I can do is write my term paper or write in this journal. I didn’t know my TV watching and phone calls were a privilege. I mean it’s not like I’m a child right? I bet Nicholas just made that up on the spot. But I know better than to argue. It will just get me another spanking. At least now I can rub my butt without him seeing.

Slave Cindy

  • Posted on May 4, 2010 at 6:55 pm

Slave Cindy likes to wear slut heels and panties while we talk. Today he took a picture of himself for my blog.

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You’re a good girl Cindy.

A switching for Sera Part 2

  • Posted on January 19, 2010 at 11:07 pm

A switching for Sera Part 1

The next day of Sera’s visit started out with breakfast in bed. I had slept in late but she had awoken early to fix me a delicious meal. Sera’s an excellent cook; she had made homemade pancakes with syrup, strawberries and whip cream on top. I knew this was a blatant attempt to get out of her switching. That wasn’t going to happen but that didn’t stop me from enjoying her effort.

After waking up I pulled out a trail map. Ignoring her loud sigh of disapproval I opened it up and started pointing out different trails. The one I planned to take wasn’t terribly long but there were several hills. I explained this to Sera and told her that we’d have to dress and pack accordingly.

I dressed sensibly for a hike-tshirt, shorts with pockets, good hiking boots, a hat and a packed jacket in case of rain. Sera dressed in a light pink shirt, short skirt and three inch heels. The shirt and skirt could stay but those shoes had to go.

“Did you bring any sensible shoes?” I asked.

“Sure. I brought flats,” Sera answered.

Flats? We were about to hike out into the woods and she only had flats?

Fortunately Sera and I have the same shoe size-8 1/2. When I offered her a pair of hiking boots she immediately turned her nose up at them.

“I don’t wear ugly shoes,” she snipped.

“Oh you’ll wear these shoes,” I told her. With that I grabbed Sera’s wrist and pulled me over my lap. Her short skirt was perfect for an over the knee spanking. As soon as she bent over the bottom of her very spankable ass peeked out. I slapped and slapped until her cheeks were red.

She put on the boots after that. To further drive in the lesson I made her carry the backpack that was full of picnic supplies.

“Now you’re ready to go out for a nice hike in the woods,” I told her. Sera grumbled some but minded her manners.

Her good behavior didn’t last long. It was a hot summer’s day and there were some insects about. Nothing too bad-just some little gnats.

“Ugh! These bugs are everywhere! Can we go back NOW?” Sera huffed and puffed as she swatted the air. The brat was not having a good time.

“Nope, we haven’t reached my favorite spot on the trail yet,” I replied.

She started complaining more. I could have spanked her again but I decided a little mind fucking was in order.

I pretended like I heard something. “Shh! Did you hear that?”

“Hear what? Where!?” Sera’s voice suddenly went up an octave.

“That rustling. Maybe it was an animal,” I told her, trying to sound casual. I even shrugged my shoulders to show that I wasn’t concerned.

“Animals? Like a bear?”

“Possibly. Or a mountain lion. Or coyotes.”

I couldn’t hide my smirk. Sera noticed. “That’s not funny!” Just then a crow flew overhead, squawking loudly. Sera jumped at the noise.

“We can stay here and debate what animals are out here or we can go get that switch.” I was having so much fun.

“Let’s just get the switch and go back to your house,” Sera said.

“We’ll see,” I told her.

But I knew we wouldn’t turn right around. The trail we were on led to a wonderful meadow. Flowers were in bloom and the leaves were just starting to turn to their fall colors. It’s a beautiful spot.

At the meadow we unpacked. I gave Sera my knife and instructed her to cut herself a real switch.

“No twigs like yesterday,” I told her.

Unfortunately for her, Sera’s inner brat came out. If she had just cut the switch her punishment wouldn’t have been that long. But she was annoyed about my animal noise comment. Instead of cutting a switch she stuck out her tongue and said that she shouldn’t even be getting a switching.

That’s when I opened my backpack. Sera had hauled up the picnic supplies; I had brought the paddles.

I suspected she’d brat on our hike and packed accordingly. Silently I pulled out the leather paddle with holes and the leather tawse.

“I was just kidding?” Sera said hopefully.

“Oh I don’t think so. Come here.” The seriousness of my tone silenced her.

Sera got onto her hands and knees on the picnic blanket. I lifted up her skirt and pulled her panties hard into the crack of her ass.

The tawse is more of a warm up toy so I used it first. She squirmed a bit and yelped. By the time I had moved onto the paddle her yelps had turned to deep moans.

Sera’s bottom turns several different shades of red when you spank her. First there’s the light pink blush that comes from just a few swaps. Then comes the deep pink when the smacks are starting to sink in. If you keep spanking the deep pink starts to turn to mauve. Right about then is when the deep moans of a spankophile come out. Sera loves to be spanked at this level. But I was teaching a lesson that day and smacked harder. Her mauve bottom turned to a brilliant red and she started squirming again. I finished up with a dozen good swats.

“Now about that switch,” I gave her a stern look.

“Yes Ma’am!” Sera jumped up immediately.

We walked over to some trees. This time Sera cut a thick switch. As she stripped it with the knife her breath quickened. It had been far too long since her last switching.

She handed it to me for inspection. It was more than adequate. I handed it back to her.

“Hold this behind your back and walk back to the blanket,” I instructed.

She dutifully did and even assumed the position without being told.

I gave her two dozen hard strokes with the switch. Red lines ran parallel all down her bottom. It was a lovely sight.

“You took those well,” I told her. “Bring me my backpack so you can see what else I packed.

“Yes Ma’am!” Sera said again with a playful smile on her lips. She knew that I grabbed some toys from her toy bag. We didn’t return home until the sun was setting. This time Sera didn’t complain about a boring view.

Tony’s Diary: Part 2

  • Posted on October 20, 2009 at 11:45 am

The next installment of Tony’s sexual adventures.

Part 2

It was a regular session. My massage sessions were pretty consistent. I’d pick the prettiest, youngest girl they had available. This place had changed recently from all Russian attendants to American ones – mostly Hispanic. The girls usually lived in New York and commuted out to Jersey for work.

The girl I picked this afternoon was a gorgeous Hispanic girl with very smooth, dark skin, long jet black air, and large breasts. Her outfit showed her figure off very nicely too. She looked about 22 years old, maybe 25 tops. I was shaking then too – I always do when I do this. Over the years I’d visited so many of these places, and I’d developed a pattern. At first, I was so nervous I couldn’t really say much. As time progressed, I needed more than just a rubdown and a “tug”. I wanted conversation. I wanted to expose myself to them. I would tell them my story – what I did for a living (that usually relieved them because it meant that I wasn’t a cop). The girl today had me lie on my stomach to start. Then she rubbed me gently all over. Within ten minutes she was rubbing between my thighs more and more, gently running her long nails against my skin. She would bend over from the top of the table, and I’d feel those breasts press against me as her pelvis pressed against the top of my head. Finally, she whispered those magic words into my ear, while her breasts pressed against my arm and her fingers continued to trail along my skin, “Do you want to turn over now Sweetie?”

“Yes, ma’am,” I said, and turned over on the table. My cock sprung up immediately. I was shaking all over, as I usually was. Normally, I run a little hot, and I sweat easily, but in these circumstances I usually feel chilly and tense up. The Hispanic girl looked me up and down, and started to rub the fronts of my legs, coming closer and closer to my balls. Then she moved over to my stomach and chest. She ran her nails all along my skin, again getting close to my cock without actually touching it. My cock was bobbing on it’s own. I raised up on my elbows to get a better look at this gorgeous girl giving me a rubdown.

She looked up at me and smiled. Then she raised her eyes and moved to my ear again. “Would you like anything else?” She smiled.

“Oh, yes, ma’am,” I said.