Dragon Girl V

Waking up, I rolled over and looked at the clock, 6:30am.  It was Saturday morning.  Yawning, I groused to myself,   it’s too early to be getting up on a day off.   It never failed, I thought, why do I crave sleeping in on days I had to go to work and could never sleep in on days I didn’t.  I rolled over closing my eyes, hoping to fall back asleep.  I laid there thinking about Lukas from Fascinations with his smooth velvet voice.  Lukas.  I wanted to jump his bones right there in the shop but was too embarrassed with my purchase.  Why was I so embarrassed?  It’s obviously a natural thing but I can’t get over it.  It isn’t natural for me.  I need to make it natural.   It wasn’t something I talked about with friends and sex was not something we talked about ever in my childhood.  No wonder men didn’t stay long.  Well, I’m going to change THAT.

With that thought I bounced out of bed.    I ran to the kitchen naked remembering that Lukas put his number on the receipt.  It wasn’t in the kitchen.  I started to panic then remembered I took everything to the bathroom so I ran over there.  There it was, on the floor, crumpled.  “YESSSS,” I smiled.  I picked it up and carried it back to the bedroom staring at the paper in my hands. I laid it on the bed as I found my robe.  I went into the kitchen to make coffee thinking about what to do next.  Do I actually do something with that information or do I do nothing as usual?

I heard a thump at the door and squealed.  Feeling stupid, I chuckled realizing it must be the newspaper being delivered.  I opened the door, picked up the newspaper and brought it to the counter where I continued to make coffee.  As I waited for the coffee to finish brewing I opened the newspaper to take my mind off of Lukas and Him.  HE was never far from my mind.  As I opened the newspaper something fluttered to the floor.  I looked down and it was a yellow piece of paper.  I picked it up and read its contents.  “Meet me at The Teahouse at 9:00am. “And it was signed “Master”.  I stared at the note.  Tingles ran up and down my body.  I looked at the clock, 6:55am.  I had plenty of time to shower and get ready.

I took my time picking out the perfect sexy outfit.  I put on my usual pair of blue jeans and a white cotton V-neck blouse.  The V dipped low and wide almost exposing nipples.   This shirt always made me feel slutty.  I never wore it to work.  I only bought it on a dare.  Staring in the mirror I remembered that day.  I was shopping with a friend a couple months ago.  We stopped for dinner after shopping at a local pub.  Sitting on the patio in the cool breeze I had one too many martinis.  As women will do from time to time we found ourselves talking on the subject of sex.  She started telling me about her husband and how well endowed he was and how they often had sex several times a night at least every other night.  I lost count of how many martinis I had listening to her, absorbing her sex life.  She was telling me the many ways they had sex and the kinky things they did.  She mentioned they both have this fantasy to be with another woman together and she wondered if the fantasy would be better than the real thing.  I blushed in the mirror remembering the conversation.

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“Damn the sex is FANTASTIC.” Suzie said.  “Some nights I have my way with him.  I tie him up…..”

“Wait wait wait.  You TIE HIM UP???!!” I said incredulously.

“OH MY GOD, YES!  It’s so fun.  I tie him up and use a vibrator on him.  He gets so hard.  Sometimes I make him watch me use the vibrator on myself while he’s tied up.  I get off on watching his cock grow and pulse all on its own.  I cum even faster and harder as I’m watching him.  He cums on his own without any help when he’s watching me get off with the vibrator.  I LOVE IT!  Then I lick his cum off of him.  By that time he’s hard again and I climb on top of him.  I’m getting fucking wet and tingling just thinking about it.”

I blushed listening to her.  This is the first time I’ve ever had any conversation like this.  “I wish I were as free as you are.  I’m fucking boring, Suzie.  Your sex life sounds exciting.  I can’t remember the last time I had sex.  And I have never done anything other than the missionary position.”  I gulped down my martini and asked the waiter for another.  He was quick with the drinks.

Suzie said, “Girlfriend, you just gotta be comfortable with yourself.  AND, you gotta find a hot stud who will just fuck you till you’re blue.  Then you’ll figure it out.  Keep the stud around as your personal vibrator.”  I blushed again.  She was saying all the things I wanted to do but never had the nerve.  “Have you ever tried the Master/slut lifestyle?”  she asked.

“Suzie, I just said I have a boring sex life.  The most excitement in my sex life was when Steve bought me a vibrator.  I was so embarrassed.  We tried it once and then it never came out of the drawer again.  Besides, you know my life, I’m a workaholic.  I don’t have time for anything but work and sleep.  Let me live life vicariously through you.”  We both laughed hard.  The alcohol was doing its work.

She proceeded to tell me about the time she got home before her husband and decided to watch some porn.  I was hanging on every word, my mouth open and drooling.  “He came home from work late and heard moaning noises down the hall as he walked in the door.   Later he told me he thought I was in the bedroom with another woman as he could hear two females making noise.  He said his cock went rigid as soon as he heard the noise.  He said he couldn’t wait to see what surprises his slut had for him tonight.  When he reached the bedroom door he saw me naked on the bed masturbating to the porn on the DVD player.  He stood in the doorway watching me rub the vibrator up and down my clit.   I saw his erection making a tent in his dress slacks.”  She winked at me.  “We love to watch porn together.  This one had three women together.  One of the women had on a strap on and was fucking one girl from behind as she was licking the pussy of the third girl.  I fantasized that I was the third girl.  So he quickly took off his clothes and joined  me on the bed.  I turned to him and handed over the vibrator.  He set it aside and told me to get up on all fours.  He kneeled behind me as I did as he commanded.  He rubbed his hard throbbing cock against my ass.  OH MY GOD, I thought I was going to cum right there; I wanted him inside me so bad.  Just then he smacked my ass several times telling me what a bad slut I had been to not wait for him.  That was the first time he ever spanked me.  Girlfriend, I LOVED it.  I was so wet by then and wanting to cum.  He spanked me so hard I felt the heat of it on my butt cheeks.  When he was done I writhed in pleasure trying to rub my ass against him.  He reached down between my pussy, separating the lips and felt me dripping wet.  ‘Good, just the way I like you.’ he said.  He leaned over on me, rubbing his stiff cock against my ass.  He was so hard I thought he was going to cum on my ass right there.  He brought his fingers to my lips.  I licked my pussy off of him.  Then he shoved them deep in my pussy, finger fucking me hard and fast until I nearly came.  “not yet slut, you don’t deserve release yet, you’ve only pleased me slightly, not enough to get release.”  I whined in agony.  He rubbed the wetness from my lips over my anus and shoved a finger in.  I felt my nectar dripping down my leg.  I was so wet and ready to explode.  His finger in my ass just made me wetter.  I thrust my ass in the air as much as I could while I was on all fours. ‘Good girl’ he said.  He spread my ass wide and rubbed his cock along my anus.  I moved my ass with his movements.  He slapped my ass a few more times.  I loved it.  We’d never played like this before.  So then he shoved his hard stiff cock inside my tight little ass.  We both moaned at the magnificent feeling, him at how tight it was, and me at how hard he was.  I love it hard and fast so I thrust my ass into him wanting to feel him deeper inside me.  He pulled my hair, pulling my head back and looked into eyes as he thrust in and out.  ‘My little slut has been a bad girl today.  Do not watch porn without your Master.  You will have to pay.’ He said to me.  He let go of my hair and pinched my nipples hard as he thrust as deep as he could knowing the little bit of pain mixed with pleasure would bring me to near ecstasy.  I pleaded with him to fuck me harder.  He said “Fuck me harder WHAT?”  “Fuck me harder Master, please.”  I could tell he wanted to cum right then but he just kept pushing harder and deeper and faster in and out of me.  Then he stopped and pulled out of me.  I almost cried, “No Master, please don’t stop.”  He pushed me over onto my back and pulled my legs up over his shoulders.  He grabbed my wrists and attached them to the waiting handcuffs at each side of the headboard.  He looked into my eyes and smiled mischievously.  Boy did my eyes get wide.  I wasn’t quite sure what was next and I wanted to cum so bad.”  She took a drink of her beer and continued.

“So with my legs over his shoulders he thrust deep inside me, hard and fast as I gasped with each stab.  My pussy was dripping wet and I could hear the sloshing around as his balls smacked into me.  He held onto my legs kneeling there on the bed as he thrust deeper and faster and harder.  Finally I screamed in pure pleasure as I came again and again with his dick driving into me.  He smacked my thighs.  ‘you didn’t ask if you could cum, little slut.’  I gasped a reply as spasms kept escaping me, “I’m sorry Master, it’s been too long.  Let me suck my nectar off you Master.” I smiled at him and batted my eyelashes. He pulled out of me and climbed to my head where he shoved his hard throbbing ready to explode cock in my mouth.  It tasted so good.  I moaned and gagged as he fucked my mouth.  I sucked him running my tongue around his cock, sucking hard and fast as he drove his cock in and out of my mouth.  He grabbed my hair pulling hard shoving my mouth up and down on his cock.  I like it when he does that.  It lets me know how he likes it.  He came down my throat as I drank up every drop.  He collapsed next to me, out of breath and nibbled at my nipples, making me horny all over again.  I rubbed my ass against the sheets moaning “fuck me master, please fuck me.”  But my pleas went unheeded as he lay there and fingered my still wet pussy.  I ground my hips into his fingers.  He stopped and smiled at me and unlocked my wrists from the handcuffs.  He got up from the bed and dressed and went into the kitchen for a beer.  I came out naked, standing, waiting.  “you were good tonight little slut, but you must pay the consequences for disobeying your Master.”  He grabbed my hair, pulled my head back and kissed me long and hard then turned me around and smacked me on the bottom sending me to the bedroom to get dressed.”

I stared at her my mouth agape.  She smiled a knowing smile at me.  “How’s that for vicarious?” she asked, then laughed.  I leaned back in my chair and for the first time since she started her story noticed everyone on the patio was staring too.  She looked around, “Oops” she blushed,“I got a little loud didn’t I?” she whispered to me.  I nodded and downed my drink.

“WOW Suzie that was something.  I almost felt like I was there too.” I pulled out a stack of business cards.  “When you want to train someone new look me up.”
I stared in the mirror blushing.  “Holy Shit” I thought. I hadn’t thought about that night since the morning after when I woke with the most astounding hangover ever.  I forgot about the business cards.  I think she just laughed at me and left them on the table. I drank so much that night it’s all a little fuzzy.  I definitely remembered living vicariously through her that night though.  My nipples were hard as rocks after that memory.  I wonder what she’d think of my life now.  It was no longer boring.  Maybe I will give her a call soon and see what’s up. It’s been three months since that night.

I looked down at my watch.  I had twenty minutes until I needed to leave.   I wondered what He had in store for me.  I wondered if I could be as slutty as Suzie.  I found myself wanting to please Him, to look sexy for him, to be his nasty little slut.   I blushed at the thought.  What was happening to me?  I never talked like that, let alone thought like that.  I smiled at the mirror, thinking boring little me is dying, exciting little me is flying.  I headed for the door, picked up my keys, and wondered what would be waiting for me at the Teahouse as I walked out of my apartment.