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The Mistress
The Mistress The doorman bid her to enter. He was dressed in a full tuxedo, his black leather shoes polished so that she could see a reflection. She wondered if he could see under her dress, they were so shiny. He was very formal. He addressed her as "Ma'am". His head was shaved, with a full beard and mustache. He bowed deeply. "Your Mistress awaits you, Ma'am", he said. "This way, please." She nodded. She had butterflies in her stomach, and her pussy was tingly. This meeting had been set up for two weeks. Two weeks! So much of sexual energy was anticipation. She had two weeks of anticipation. She followed him down the corridor, turned to the right. It was another corridor. At the end was a single bulb hanging over a large straight-backed chair. It looked like a throne. As she approached it, she realized that the corridor emptied into a large room. She stopped as she entered the room. The butler faded into the background. "Come closer", her Mistress said. "I want to see you better." She stepped forward, stopped again. "You're even better looking than in your photos", she said. "Are you sure you're ready for this?" "I am, Mistress", she said. "You may undress", her Mistress said. She was naked underneath her dress. She undid the belt, opened the dress. The butler stepped forward, took it from her. She stood in front of her Mistress, naked and unashamed. Her mistress uncrossed her legs. "Come to me on your hands and knees", she said. "Service me." She knelt, crept forward. She could see nothing but her Mistress's cunt. Her own was on fire, dripping, aching. "Don't be afraid", her Mistress said. "Let's see your skills. Show me." She did. |
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amazing
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wow this is great
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