A Sinful Sunday
A sinful Sunday
Last Sunday was intense for Me…
Stranded with a broken-down car in the countryside as the sun set.
I sought refuge in a nearby hotel.
I messaged my northern sub.
I sent my location ‘join me in Room 102 by 8 pm’.
“I have a date,” he said.
“Cancel it.” No room for discussion.
At 7:52, there was a knock at my door.
“Crawl” I commanded as I turned and walked in.
He obeyed.
He knelt before me.
He knows the routine, and he knows how I like it.
I ordered, “Run a bath fit for your Goddess’’.
He nodded and crawled to the bathroom while I rolled a spliff.
In the bath, he slowly and sensually foamed up a leg and stroked and shaved it as I smoked.
My moans of pleasure excited him and I could feel him get more and more hard.
At all times I had my other foot firmly pressed into his cock and balls.
A reminder; never to take his attention away from me at any moment while we are together.
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