She Meets her Master for the First Time - Sex Stories

She Meets her Master for the First Time

... she could be. She walked over to her bedroom and grabbed her skirt and tank top, she reached for the drawer with her panties but then realized Eric’s message didn’t say anything about underwear so she closed the drawer. Martha put on her ridiculously short skirt and tight top and walked back to the bathroom. She sat on the toilet, spreading her legs and took a picture of herself in the mirror in front of her. In the mirror you could see her plump lips between her legs, enlarged as she anticipated her night with her Master. She sent it to Eric saying “Is this how you want me daddy?” Eric responded “Put on your leather boots and come over now,. Oh, and put your butt plug up your ass before you come.” Martha got nervous and wet at the same time, it was a strange feeling. She had never been fucked in the ass before but she bought this butt plug just because Eric told her too, she knew that she was going to get fucked in the ass tonight. Of course Martha had to get a butt plug with a tail because she thought it was sexy and easier to pull out, but the tail was longer then her skirt. Anyone who would see her walking to or from her car would know something was up. Martha looked at herself in the mirror and said to herself “go get fucked you whore” and walked over to her car. Though a bit uncomfortable with the plug up her ass, it was not a long before shed reached Eric’s house, but it felt like forever. She was so excited. When she got there she parked on the street, and her phone ...

... rang, it was Eric. “Hello” “Come on in whore the front door is open” “Yes Daddy.” Martha said nervously as she started to walk towards the house, it wasn’t too late to back out she thought. “When you get inside you will see a blindfold, put in on and wait for me, stay standing.” Eric hung up. Martha walked in and took a deep breath and thought to herself, ‘Okay. I’m going to do this,’ and put on her blindfold. And then she just stood there, waiting. She could start to feel her cunt getting even more wet and running down her thighs, thinking ‘Where was Eric, what was going on?’ She felt a soft warm kiss on her lips. There he was! There was the man of her dreams, the man that was responsible for all her orgasms over the last several months, there he finally was, she was beyond eager. Eric was a tall man, standing at six feet two inches, his beefy body weighed in at 200 pounds. It was sculpted to perfection with a chiseled chest, a rock hard six pack and thick thighs that you find only in the dictionary next to the word ‘muscular’.’ Eric stared at her with his dark brown eyes, of course Martha couldn't see him, but he was staring her down like the piece of fuck-meat he was going to use her for. After kissing for a few seconds Eric whispered in her ear, asking if she was sure she still wanted to do this, all Martha managed was a simple yes sir. Smiling, Eric asked her if there was anything off limits. Martha responded “No sir. Just don’t kill me and I’m yours to do whatever sick ...