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Chapt 1

I meet you in a bar. The bar is one of those sorts of ill repute, a sleazy little place know for picking up all sorts of perverts. The girl at the hotel told me about it. I figured I’d have a little fun, so over my sluttiest bright green panties and I padded bra I had pulled on some baggy sweats, and off I went. I sat at the bar for quite a while, feeling a little nervous and excited that I had my sluttiest unmentionables on. If I shifted a bit I could grind the green panties across my worthless little cocklet. I wanted to find someone and bring them back to my hotel room so I could serve them for a while until they decided to have their way with me and humiliate and degrade me. I’d never done this for real before, I had only ever fantasized about it.
Tonight I wanted to actually do it. That’s when you walked through the door. Your eyes met mine and I blushed, I think it was written all over my face, how much I wanted you. I had to look down in embarrassment. You however, a little older than me and far more confident, read me like a copy of penthouse forum. You immediately knew that you could have me do anything you wanted. As you walked over next to me at the bar, I wasn’t sure how to feel. Hot for sure, but also scarred, excited, submissive and anxious. I felt like a young woman (I like to think) knowing that on her date tonight, she was going to be fucked for the first time.
Your grasp on my shoulder was strong. I felt completely inferior. When you sat down, you simply said without any regard to me, “I’m Master, you; it doesn’t matter. <pause> You’ll be ‘0(zero) or z.” I bought you several drinks, Jack and waters. You spoke for a while, just laying out your expectations and a little small talk. It was obvious during the small talk that, you really didn’t seem to think anything about me mattered to you. You gave me a name, and told me that I would serve and service you for the night. You had a tenderness that was below the surface. You knew I would enjoy every minute. You knew I was inexperienced, but you didn’t realize that you Master, would be my first. I couldn’t believe it, I was finally going to be able to completely subjugate myself to a man. I longed for your cock, I wanted to kiss it hello and feel it against the skin of my face. I was so horny for you. I know you noticed my anticipation, nor the least of the large wet spot that was immediately over the bulge caused by my pathetic little cocklet. I started to want to finally see your cock, I wondered how big you were, I hoped you were big, either long or wide, I didn’t care. I didn’t know that I was about to come face to cock with a fantastic member, both long and thick. One that I would immediately fall in love with beg you to let me play with. My first cock. I did know that I would do anything for you to let me service your cock, that you Master could have all my holes, humiliate or degrade, use and abuse, torture and have my body. I wanted to be yours; To bring you as much pleasure as I could, for you to train me to service you perfectly.
I bought you 2 more drinks and handed you my spare room key. My hotel was just across the street and there was a liquor store directly behind it. I asked you if you would like to come up to my room and said that I would run to the store in order to be able to make you your drinks. You accepted my offer. Giddy and weak kneed, I got up to go to the store to get your supplies and hopefully get dressed a bit more before you arrived, you still didn’t realize what I was wearing under my baggy sweats.
As I hurried out the door, you hollered, “Get some stuff we can do shooters of, and make sure you have plenty of ice. I think 6-10lb bags will be enough.” I couldn’t even begin to imagine what you needed 60 lbs of ice for, but I hurried on my way. I wanted to get back to the hotel and get into my slutty maids outfit with the purple mesh tube dress, and apply a lot of whorish makeup to surprise you. I got to the store and as I went back to the hotel the girl at the front desk was there. The one that sent me to that bar in the first place. “I see you must have made some friends.” It was apparent that I had more booze than one person could finish in the few remaining days I had left at the hotel. She was hot, and there was no way she didn’t know about the type of place that she had sent me to. I blushed, immediately I felt embarrassed. That hot girl that I was flirting with knew without a doubt, that I was going to be getting some cock. She just winked, started laughing and told me to “Have a good time!”
I got to the room with just enough time to get my sweats off, put on my yellow garterbelt and stockings. Pull on the purple mesh tube dress that came down only to the bottom of my ass, no matter what I did, my green 6in heels that matched the bra and panties and the pink frilled apron. I put on a thick coat of mascara, cocksucker red lipstick, a bit of eye shadow and using a sharpie marker wrote, ‘Master’s CockSucker’ across my cleavage.
I had no sooner knelt on the floor in front of the door, when I heard that sound that sent butterflies throughout my entire body. A loud knock and your voice calling, “zero, hey slut you ho….?” I had left the slider lock in the door jamb, making it obvious that the door was unlocked. As you opened the door, I saw you weren’t alone, the girl from the front desk and 2 other staff were right behind you. You 4 broke into hysterical laughter the minute you saw me kneeling there on the floor, before you could even finish your question. What a sight this sorry pathetic little sissy slut must have been, kneeling on the floor basically wearing an outfit that was the rainbow.
As you came in, I never did notice the 3 new suitcases that had been brought to my room while I was gone. You 4 were all in it together. I was thrilled, 4 people to humiliate me. “Welcome to my room,” was all I could think to say. You stopped laughing, walking up to me your boot landed square between my legs. Through the searing white pain of the unexpected kick, all I could hear was, “Welcome to my room, What?” As the white pain turned to darkness.