Remembering back on that special day a few years earlier, I remembered I was down now to my bra and
Remembering back on that special day a few years earlier, I remembered I was down now to my bra and thong. Sir had told me to strip for him, I danced seductively for a long while, leaning against the window I paused and looked over to Sir, His eyes beg for more, while his tongue slowly lick his lips, the way I know he wants to lick me, I begin to move away from the window,Sir tells me to stay where I am, Fear strikes inside me a little, knowing that there are people down below us walking around. But then I think, we are so high up, nobody will notice me, So I slowly continue the dance of the reveal. Slowly removing each strap and dropping the bra to the ground when finished, I hold my breasts and present them as a present, a gift to Sir.He instructs me to present them to our neighbors, I turn to face the window and I do as instructed. Seeing nobody looking I continue to feel safe in my nakedness.“Play with your nipples”I do as instructed, I feel myself getting even wetter. While I faced the window, he came up behind me and whispered in my ear “Good girl” and then I felt his hands gripping my breasts, pinching my nipples . His warm back pressing against my own recognizing his nakedness, and the warm hard present he had for me. He guided my arms so that they were against the full length window, he ripped the small strap of string away which was my thong, his body pushing mine against the window, he entered me, slowly at first and then little by little he worked his way into me. I felt myself spasming on his largeness His cock throbbing inside me I undulated against him. Nice and slow. He urged me to go faster and faster, i could feel him growing even larger inside of me“Princess,” he said in his deep gravely voice, sounding like the feel of satin against my skin, “Cum for me now.” In that moment I felt a release rip through me like tear of lightening though a stormy sky. My body jerked and jerked uncontrollably until my knees went weak and he went with me to the ground, slowly and safely,remaining inside me.Breathless we lay for a while on the cool tiled floor. I thanked him and he hugged me closer. “Did you like your audience?” he asked. “What audience?” I asked in return. A little startled with the question.“Didn’t you hear the applause?”I felt my cheeks warm in embarrassment, and the my entire body followed in suit.Stammering I finally said, “I thought that was blood rushing past my ears” And I began to giggle, then to laugh. On the floor, now covered in a throw blanket he pulled from the nearby sofa, we laughed first at my lack of understanding, and then simply the joy of being together. Submission is many things, but never think it is without fun and humor. Laughter is one of the better parts of this lifestyle. Cut loose and enjoy.Trish Nielson -- source link
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