Appointment in Seattle
Part Two - The Meeting
The waitress came up to the bartender and ordered - ........"White wine for
table 1" He poured the glass and placed it on her tray. She paused and smiled
at me... . "I have to visit the ladies room. Would you deliver this for me
please?"
I was startled. I looked at my wife. She looked over her shoulder into the far
corner of the room. There, sitting in a small booth was a beautiful blonde
woman who smiled and beckoned us over with her finger. Placing her glass on
the tray, my wife got up and walked toward the booth. "Come along", she said.
I looked sheepishly at the waitress, picked up the tray and followed
her.......................
My heart was pounding and my knees felt weak as I slowly carried the tray across
the room toward the dimly lit booth. I don't know how I managed to keep from
spilling the drinks as I watched the blonde woman rise and exchange greetings
and a handshake with my wife. By the time I reached them they were seated and
engaged in conversation, smiling and laughing like old friends. They stopped
abruptly and looked at me.......... The blonde was looking me up and down,
undressing me with her eyes.
I placed the Grand Marnier in front of my wife. "Your drink, Mistress" "That's
Mistress P, slave", she corrected. "You may serve Mistress M now" "Thank you
Mistress P. Your drink, Mistress M". Placing the white wine before her, I
looked briefly into those sparkling hazel eyes until I averted my gaze.
She spoke. "So, you are slave p, is that correct?" "Yes, Mistress M.", I
replied quietly. "Do you still wish to submit to me, slave", she asked. "Yes,
Mistress M. It would be an honor if Mistress P allowed me to entertain you,
Mistress M" "Put the tray down, slave". I placed the tray on the table. They
laughed together, looking straight at my crotch. "Nice pants. Was the design
extra?" They laughed again, louder this time.
Looking down at the front of my pants, I was mortified. There were two gray
inverted "V" shapes above two small dots. Her shoes!!!!!! Now I understood
what they were laughing about. I turned red as I realized that these marks of
submission had been obvious to everyone in the bar. "Answer Mistress M, slave",
my wife commanded. "Yes, Mistress M, I think the design is going to cost me" I
could barely get the words out......... They both laughed again and began
whispering to each other.
I stood there, embarrassed and humiliated, but my proximity to these beautiful
women and the anticipation of serving them caused my erection to gradually
return.
Mistress P spoke first. "Slave, return the tray to the bar and then go and sit
in that booth over there". She pointed to the opposite corner of the
room....... "We will send for you when you are needed" "Yes, Mistress P", I
replied.
Turning away from them and walking across the room was even worse now that I
knew of the marks on my crotch. It didn't take me long to follow her
directions, but I think more people took notice of me because I almost ran to
the booth...
From the booth I could see virtually everyone in the bar, and, probably by
design, everyone could see me. I tried not to keep staring at the two
Mistresses, but my eyes kept returning to their table. From time to time I
would catch their attention only to quickly avert my eyes. I desperately wanted
to know what they were talking about and if it concerned me or some other
general topic.
I sat there for nearly fifteen minutes before the waitress walked by and I asked
her for a glass of water. Instead of going to the bar, she walked directly to
the Mistress' table and began talking to them. I saw Mistress P hand her a note
and then she went to the bar. After a few minutes she returned to my booth and
placed the note and a martini in front of me. "Compliments of table 1" she
said as she turned away. She suddenly stopped in her tracks and spun around.
"Nice pants!", she said . I blushed again and turned my head down.
I opened the note slowly, afraid of what it would or wouldn't say. I placed a
hand beneath the table and squeezed my cock and balls, my heart beating faster
and faster, my nipples aroused, my mind racing once again.........the time was
near...........I read slowly....
Slave, you are to enjoy your martini while we are getting acquainted. When you
are finished, go up to the room and strip naked. Put your cock and balls strap
on. Use the earplugs. Wear the leather hood with the blindfold and your collar.
Kneel on the carpet in the center of the room, then handcuff your hands behind
you. MM wishes to inspect you.
DO NOT disappoint Me !!!
-MP I don't know how I managed to hold my orgasm back as I read
those words. But I did. Perhaps it was the fact that I was being allowed a
drink before serving them. It didn't make sense because I knew that neither of
them wanted to deal with a drunken slave. I was afraid of ruining any chance of
a scene. Yet, she had sent the drink over. It must be some sort of master
plan, I mused to myself. With each sip of the cool concoction, my nervousness
seemed to abate. After fifteen minutes of sipping and staring at the two
Mistresses, I stood up, exhibiting my marks of submission, walked briskly out
of the lounge, into the elevator and went up to our room.
After dimming the lights I took off my clothes and folded them neatly. I made a
note of the time when I removed my watch - it was 9 PM.
I retrieved our toy bag and found the items Mistress had instructed me to use.
Fastening the strap around my genitals took some time as I could barely get the
end of the leather into the buckle. I finally succeeded and tightened it
securely, forcing my balls up and away from my body and causing my engorged cock
to start to turn purple. I picked up the earplugs and hood and went into the
bathroom.
After inserting the earplugs, I pulled the hood over my head and managed to lace
it securely with the help of the mirror. The smell of the leather assaulted my
senses and as I looked down I found that there was a small drop of clear
pre-cum on the tip of my harnessed cock. I rubbed it around the glans and
foreskin for lubrication and went back into the main room. Settling onto my
knees on the carpeted floor, I placed the other components of bondage around
me. I secured the collar around my neck and buckled it firmly, but not too
tight. I was not sure how long I would remain in the desired position.
Unlocking the handcuffs, I took the key and clipped it to the ring on the front
of the collar. I was breathing hard through the nose and mouth holes of the
hood as I snapped the blindfold into place. I stroked my cock and balls one last
time before I placed a handcuff around my left wrist and ratcheted it into
place. Putting my hands behind my back, I finally managed to lock the other
cuff around my right wrist. I had completed her instructions.
To say that I was excited and aroused would be an understatement. I could feel
my head getting hotter within the hood, and the smell of leather permeated my
senses. I was naked and bound, kneeling upright, with my engorged cock and
swollen balls on display. The hood alone made hearing difficult, but with the
addition of the earplugs I could not hear anything. I was immersed in a
delightful silence, my cock throbbing with each heartbeat, my knees gradually
spreading wider apart as I tried to relax into my bondage.
My thoughts were with the two Mistresses and I wondered what they were doing
now. Perhaps they were discussing me. Perhaps they were having another drink
and talking about clothes, shopping, and men in general. Perhaps they were
conspiring to take me past my fantasies and into reality. Perhaps my wife had
changed her mind.
Perhaps Mistress M had changed hers. Perhaps they were just going to let me
suffer. No, I was already suffering in my doubts. Perhaps they were just about
to enter the room....... I straightened my back and raised my head in the hope
that they would be here soon. But time passed and I could sense no other
presence in the room. My mind was racing now........................ What would
happen tonight?.....please......anything......no,no....not anything.....I knew
better than to say that I would do ANYTHING...
.....worshipping?.......whipping?.....insertion?.......nipple clips?....
.....servicing?.........everything?..........nothing?...... I tried to calm
myself down by thinking of the ocean, the rolling waves....the smell of the
clean fresh salt air...........the bikinis..... ......ohmygod........the
bikinis.....sweet moist triangles of life..........
....twitching.........twisting my hips to find some relief for my bloated
organ..........I shivered......cold hard nipples...........
A wave of cool air swept over my body.....I smelled something.....
.......fragrant.....flowers.....musky....heady............PERFUME! They were
here.....I groaned......I straightened up and spread my knees wide
apart........head up........shoulders back............ Finally! I was ready
for almost anything...............
A leash was attached to my collar and I was pulled across the room on my knees.
A finger brushed across the end of my cock and then pushed into my mouth. I
licked and sucked the wet finger until I felt a hand on the back of my head,
pushing it down to the floor where I felt the toe of a shoe. I licked the shoe,
not knowing which Mistress I was servicing but relishing the chance to show my
submissiveness at long last. Soon I felt another shoe resting between my
shoulders, and I surmised that she must be seated. I continued with my
tongue, licking every inch of the leather, sucking on the heel. kissing the
toe.
I had no idea who I was servicing and could not even tell if both of them were
in the room. Who was she? Who was watching, if anyone? What was next? It
didn't take long to find out.........
Cupping my chin in her hand, she raised my head until I was once again kneeling
before her, back straight and head up. Once more a wet finger went into my
mouth. Once more I was forced to suck.
I felt hands at my wrists, unlocking the handcuffs. I jumped. They were both
here!. My hands were freed for only a short time before they were placed in
leather cuffs which were then attached to my thighs with other straps. This was
much more comfortable and I groaned ........"Thank you, Mistress".......... and
was rewarded for the unsolicited comment with a sharp slap on my initialed ass.
Soon I felt a hand squeeze my scrotum and another leash was attached to the
small ring on the strap around my genitals. I could feel the leashes thrown over
my back and then picked up once more, the dual pressure forcing me to turn
completely around on my sore knees. They kept this up for some time, amusing
themselves with this naked aroused slave who was rapidly becoming disoriented.
When they finished, a hand forced my head down to a pair of shoes once more.
But these were dry. I turned my oral worship to the other Mistress now while the
first Mistress used my back as a hassock. When she was done with my tongue,
they turned me once more, the pressure from the leashes the only method of
communication to their slave.
They must have been talking but I couldn't tell what they were saying. I was
just hoping that I was entertaining them.
I felt the leash on my cock strap being pulled through my legs toward the
Mistress I was serving. Suddenly, and without warning, both leashes tightened
and I was pulled away from her feet and up into a kneeling position once again.
She used the end of a leash to whip the tender insides of my thighs until my
knees were far apart and my erection throbbed steadily before her. I was sure
that any stimulation would cause me to lose my load. She obviously knew that
too.........
Whack.........whack............whack..........whack.........
Four rapid slaps to my engorged cock brought me down with a sharp intake of air
and a load groan.............AAAAAAAARGH!
Whack.........whack.............whack.........whack..........
Again. I cried out as my erection wilted before.......... AAAAAARGH! .."Thank
you, Mistress"
Again. A high pitched squeal this time...... EEEEEEEEEEEE!...."Thank you,
Mistress M"
Just as I finished thanking her, a leather gag was shoved into my mouth and
snapped onto the hood...........
She squeezed my balls and gently stroked my cock until I was fully erect once
again. She ran her hands all over my body until I was beside myself with the
desire to cum. Playing with my nipples lightly, she gradually increased the
pressure, pulling up and away until I was making unintelligible sounds from
behind the gag. Turning me around once more, she forced my head to the floor
and used the leash to pull my ass high into the air before her. Just when I
thought my balls would be separated from my body, she stopped and placed both of
her heels on my ass cheeks, separating the twin globes with the soles of her
shoes, opening up my anus for her inspection. She kept me like this for a long
time, obviously discussing something with Mistress P, using the toe of her
shoe on my balls from time to time.
It was almost too much. I could orgasm at any time. My cock was hard, my
balls full, my nipples aching, my nose full of their perfume, my ass open for
their perusal..............
Suddenly, I felt her shoes leave my ass, the scratch marks suddenly open to
the air. Then she spanked me. Once......Twice.......Three times........A
fourth..................
I groaned behind the gag.........and waited............ Suddenly I felt a
white-hot searing stroke delivered across both cheeks. It felt like a thin
stick of some kind and she literally moved me across the room with her force.
I waited for another... and waited......and waited......wriggling my ass in
invitation...... and waited......and waited......I felt her hand gently trace
the welt on my ass and I trembled, shivered in anticipation.........
She removed her hand and I remained in position for some time, trying to
anticipate the next blow....................
......but it never came. Instead, I felt the same cool wave of perfumed air
sweep across my body and I realized that she had left the room.......I had
wanted more.......disappointment... ...disillusionment.........a sore ass to
remind me................ I felt abused, used, and humiliated before this
strange woman who I hardly even spoke to. My eyes teared behind the hood...
Mistress P grabbed my collar and pulled me up to my knees. She removed the gag
and blindfold and gave me a glass of water. I sipped slowly, suddenly able to
see her beauty once more. She looked gorgeous in the outfit I had selected for
her. She signaled me to stand with a thumbs-up gesture. I stood, relieved to
be able to take the pressure off my knees. Removing the two leashes, she
motioned over to the bed. I shuffled over and laid down on my back, my cock
pointing straight up, my balls swollen, my wrists still connected to my thighs,
unable to aid in the release I so desperately wanted.. She stared straight at me
as I watched her remove the dress and camisole. Turning around, she bent over
and slid the gold panties slowly down, teasing me with her movements and making
me squirm with anticipation. I could feel my hot ass against the cool sheets,
the single welt reminding me of the power of Mistress M. Placing the panties
over my nose and mouth, she grabbed my balls and squeezed hard. My lungs
immediately filled with the fragrant aroma of female arousal, and I would have
orgasmed except for the strong grip on my genitals. She repeated this until I
thought I would pass out from sensory overload.
Throwing the panties aside, she moved to a kneeling position just above my hood,
facing my feet. I could see her beautiful pussy just a few inches away and
could feel the heat emanating from her as she slowly
descended.............................
I knew better that to reach for her with my tongue, but I couldn't stop, and
my oral muscle stretched upwards, longing for the opportunity to please
her..........
As soon as my tongue came in contact with her femininity I knew that I had
pleased her tonight and that she, too, had become aroused with the scenario.
Her pussy was very hot and very wet as she impaled herself on my slave tongue
and settled her tiny rosebud directly on my nose. She wriggled around, getting
a better seal on my face, as I began to run my tongue in circles inside her
pussy. As soon as she was fully seated I felt the sharp sting of the penis
whip on my cock and balls. Maintaining a steady rhythm with the instrument, she
re-established HER dominance, making me associate the pleasure of serving her
pussy with the pain of submission, forcing me up both sides of the peak at the
same time toward the ultimate precipice where pain and pleasure merge into a
searing, mind-bending cataclysm.
She was controlling me, and I was being used for her pleasure. I was in heaven,
finally allowed to please her, trying not to make her orgasm but simply reacting
to her needs. When she thought I needed to breathe, she would lift all the way
off my face, bracing herself on my chest, and twist and pull my erect nipples
unmercifully...........
I would groan.......and stretch for her with my tongue..... When she was ready
she would drop straight down again, plunging me once more into her femaleness,
using me as her submissive pussy slave, driving me deeper and deeper into the
core of her being and capturing my heart and soul forever........making me
hers............. And once again I would feel her pleasure through the ends of
the little whip........................
On and on she went, squirming and twisting, up and down, pinching and whipping,
deriving her pleasure from my desire to please her through the pain...........
I wanted to take her over the top, but she wouldn't allow me to worship her
clitoris for very long. When she got too close, her pussy would leave my face,
the whipping would stop and my nipples would merit her attention.........
She was keeping herself right on the brink...but why?
Suddenly she sat up and turned around facing me, then slid lower and lower
towards my rampant cock as she looked into my wide eyes and watched me lick my
lips clean of her essence. She squeezed my balls again and then removed the
cock strap from my genitals. I gasped with the ability to breathe freely once
again and watched as she gently stroked my suddenly waning erection back to
life. I was hoping......praying.......thrusting my hips..... .....trying to let
her know I would do ANYTHING to be allowed to enter HER.......I cried
out.......the sound coming more from my mind than my throat...."Please, Mistress
P!"
A little smirk crossed her lips as she positioned herself over my maleness and
guided it slowly into her molten core ......
One inch......two.....................AAAARGH! I moaned in ecstasy as she
continued her assault on my engorged cock, the methodical torture only reminding
me that I was not to cum until commanded.........
Three inches.......four.......five......UUNNNNNNNGH! I groaned.........hoping
for the strength to stave off the inevitable.........Looking into her eyes I
saw something different........something new.............she was almost scowling
at me, daring me to erupt within her, making me very afraid of the consequences
if I did................
That smoldering look allowed me to refrain when she suddenly forced the rest of
my erection deep into her pussy. God, she was on fire. I was on fire. I was
hoping she would find her release soon because I couldn't hold on much longer.
She began to move up and down slowly, squeezing her inner muscles when she was
fully seated, enjoying her ride on my rock hard organ. My head was twisting
from side to side and unintelligible sounds were coming from my abused
mouth.....
.............OOOO.......AAAAHHHHHH.......EEEEIIIIIIII
Sensing the point of no return, my Mistress suddenly held her palms wide open
in front of my face...........Ten? My eyes opened wider when I grasped her
devious message. Her hands fell to my nipples, twisting them into erection.....
She held up her hands again.....this time only nine........... I knew now what
she wanted.......................................... Again her hands fell to my
erect points, abusing them...... Nine!....I thought to
myself...................AAAARRRGGGHH! She knew I understood now and just kept
her hands in place. I tried to remain still as she continued her assault on my
body and mind.......Eight.......Seven.......Six..........Five........... Now my
hips were bucking, trying to dismount her........... A smile came to her
face.........then a steely glare.............
Four.......Three..........Two........OHMYGOD!................ONE!!!
AAAAARRRRRGGGHHHHH............
I erupted in glorious orgasm, my throbbing cock spewing forth its contents in a
fountain.....my hips bucking higher and higher. She rode me into oblivion,
keeping my erect and abused nipples in her hands as the waves of pleasure and
pain swept over me.
She caressed my nipples with her palms, causing yet another small spasm to burst
from my still hard cock.................
............"Thank you, Mistress"................................
Mistress P then placed a finger on my lips........I was silent......
She began the slow journey up my bound and abused body, her soaking wet crotch
leaving a trail of juices up my stomach and across my chest before finding its
rightful place just above my eager face......dripping......hot........she was
ready for hers.........
Placing her hands behind my hooded face, she watched me reach for her with my
tongue before she slammed herself down, claiming me for her own, raping my
face, forcing me to bring her to climax while consuming my own
ejaculate..................I gagged...........
I swallowed. I continued sucking her sweet lips and flicking her erect clitoris
with the tip of my tongue...............I soon found her special place and
continued unabated until she was trembling, quivering,
moaning........Oh......Oh.....Oh.........OOOHHHHHHHHH!
I continued to lick slowly, savoring our combined fluids, serenely happy in my
bondage and proud of my submission, in love with her more than
ever............." I love you Mistress P"...........
"Thank you, slave".................my eyes were moist............
I remember her slumping forward over me and onto the bed........
I don't remember her removing my hood and bonds.................
I slept forever..................and when the sunlight started to stream through
the windows and warm the room, I awoke with the covers over me..........it was 9
AM.......and she was gone....................
Then I saw the note on her pillow..................
Dear slave p,
I thoroughly enjoyed my pleasure at your expense last night. You
honored me with your submission to both Myself and Mistress M. She has
informed me that you passed her inspection and that she would be happy
to have you entertain her today.
She will call you at noon with instructions........ I will see you
this evening..............................
Do not disappoint me today, slave. Obey Mistress M as you would
obey ME!
MP
I couldn't believe my eyes...............or my hardening cock!
Jumping out of bed, I went into the bathroom and started to prepare myself for
the day ahead.....................................
End of Part 2 - The Meeting
