There he was again. Every day for two weeks he had been in hercar on the subway. She had felt him staring at first and had smiled tohim politely. He did not approach her during the train ride or after, but for the 35 minutes it took to get her to her home station, hewatched her. To start, Janet was rather annoyed at the invasion of privacy, but as the days passed and she admired his muscular frame and soft blueeyes she felt he was waiting for something. This morning she had decided to do something about it. She hadwoken up early to prepare. Her outfit for the day included mediumheels, garter belt and stockings, blouse, short-cut skirt, bra, andjacket. As the train pulled away she arranged herself across from him. She caught his eyes and gave him a welcoming nod. He just smiled andwatched her. Over the next few minutes, as she 'read' a magazine, sheproceeded to cross and uncross her legs. Slowly, ever so slowly, herskirt worked its way higher and higher along her thighs. When it wasless than an inch from revealing her stocking tops for all to see, shelooked up at him again. He was certainly paying attention. His eyes were riveted to thespot between her legs, still hidden by the skirt. She smiled as she sawhis slacks had developed a very promient bulge and he kept pulling hishand away from touching it. She waited until he looked at her eyes. She gave him aquestioning look, as if to say "Do you want more, sir?". He noddedimperceptably. Janet arranged her things beside her to create walls on eitherside of her legs. The crowd was not yet enough to create standingriders so only her watcher could see her legs above the knees. She hooked a finger under the edge of her skirt and began todraw it back towards her fluttering belly. The excitement of thisexhibition had gotten her heart pounding and her pussy warm and moist. Her stocking tops and garters appeared next, causing anappreciative ripple in her audience. Then, finally, some curly hairpeeked out at him. She shifted her hips to allow her legs to spread alittle. Each movement was arousing. Janet let one finger slip down into her hot pussy and draw outa finger-full of juices. She brought it to her mouth out of desire andsucked her finger clean of her hot musky juices. She looked back athim. He had his jacket over his lap and one hand led into the coat. The movement was almost unnoticable, unless you suspected someone ofmasturbating on a subway train. Their eyes met. Janet ducked her head as if to see under his jacket. He lookedaround really nervously and then tented his jacket quickly. Janet likedwhat she saw. His cock was full, thick, and hard. She guestimated aboutsix or seven inches, maybe more if she was lucky. His jacket droppedquickly. Janet slipped another finger into her slit and began to pump itin and out. Once he got the idea, he responded quickly to her offeredgestures. Janet began to arrange herself as the train stopped for astation with usually large crowds. They both rose to get off thetrain, no where near their necessary stops.
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Janet led the way from the subway train and up the long concrete stepsto the open air. Once outside, she looked around at the nearly desertedparking lot. The evening wind was already chill and she could feel hernipples react to the chill. He walked up behind her. He pressed himself into her, his cockmaking an undeniable impression on her firm ass. He let his hands roamthe front of her outfit as he began to suckle the skin on her neck. She couldn't wait any longer to feel his prick inside her. Shespotted an out-of-the-way side of the Subway entrance, a wall hidden bybushes and other walls. She led him quickly there. His hot breath in her mouth as they kissed fueled her passionshigher. His body pressed hers against the cold concrete wall. His handssought her breasts; helping her off with her jacket, and then theblouse. Her pussy was trembling with her undressing. Anyone might comearound the corner to find her being ravaged by this stranger. Shewanted them to come and see her, see the slut so controlled by her lustto ignore their shocked stares. He started moving her skirt up out of the way. He ran hisfingers along the garter straps, tracing the tops of her silk stockingsand snapping the straps against her hot thighs. He unsnapped her bra with the moves of a pro, and she found hernipples revealed to the night air, the blast of cold wind mixing withtheir body heats to harden her nipples into bullets from her breasts. He took her nipples in his fingers and began to play withthem, rubbing, pinching, licking, twisting lightly. Her breathing waslaboured and short. Her face felt flush and her pussy juices werebeginning to run down her thighs. She was well on the way up on herroller coaster of orgasm. She moved her fingers to his crotch and deftly released hisstraining meat from its cotton prison. It fell hot and heavy into herfingers. She pulled it towards her open pussy. He smiled at her in theblurriness of two faces together and moved forward, slipping his cockinto her hot, dripping pussy. She felt the meat divide her and penetrate her. It kept comingan inch after she expected it to stop and felt fuller than everbefore. His length was perfect, his width a delicious strain. Her nerves became hyper sensitive as the fucking commensed. Shefelt every grit of the concrete against her back, every strand of hishair in her fingers, his lips on her skin and his tongue butterflyingher lips. The buildup had been too long, and as much as she wanted tofeel him fucking her for hours, she knew that she'd start coming soon. She wanted to hook him, make him come with her. She started to flex her thighs and pussy muscles to stroke hismeat as it pistoned in and out of her. He began to moan inappreciation. Moments went by of exquisite contact, flesh into flesh, acarnal communion, she began to lose herself in the impending wave oforgasm. She wanted to come so bad, she began to hump back at histhrusts. Her moans became cries. He began to grunt and his thrusts lost their solid rhythm. Theybegan to come and his cock felt like it swelled inside her. She feltthe pinpoint heat of his boiled cum shooting into her, and she crestedher own orgasm, her pussy muscles milking his cock for every last dropof come. She panted and whimpered, trying not to scream like she achedto do. She grasped him tightly and wrapped her legs around his thighs, prolonging and deepening their intimate embrace. Uncounted moments later she let her legs slip down his thighsto support herself. His cock slid out of her. He did not release theirembrace. They smiled at each other in their afterglow, nuzzling andenjoying the decaying warmth. He began to speak "I'm..." when she stopped him with a hand tohis lips. She pointed behind him to the lit building across thestreet. An elegant neon sign pronounced it the Charles Road GrandHotel. She questioned him with a look when he turned back to her. A nodand they were cleaning up for the walk over...
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Registration was quick and painless. He used a credit card andshe waited for him out of earshot. The elevators were chromed and Janet looked at her reflectionin them. She saw herself, but it felt so far away from her normallife. She was pursuing something that at any other moment in her lifeshe would never have done. She was following her lusts and passions, drinking deep of sex, and for that, she could not recognize the bodystaring back at her from beyond the shining doors. He joined her and dangled the key from his finger. It had thenumber 800 on it. Janet wasn't sure, but she thought that the eighthfloor looked like penthouse suites. All the better. The doors opened and a woman walked out. She was stunning anddressed for display. From her walk and attitude, Janet guessed she wasa hooker. The woman was wearing a black leather miniskirt and stockingsattached to garters that peeked from beneath the skirt. Her top was ablue satin bustier. Add a pair of spike black leather heels and she wasa pure sex object. Janet watched her reach the desk and give some bills to theclerk. She also gave him a peck on the cheek. "Remember Raoul, you know where to find Cindy when you needher," she commented to everyone in the lobby as she walked out. Janetslipped into the elevator behind her lover. She filed the incident awayfor further use as she returned her attention to the man beside her. They embraced as the elevator headed up, the floor indicatorsrippling upwards with them. She held him tightly to her and theirtongues touched each other, searching for a more intimate coupling. The doors opened, presenting a short hallway with two doors. Janet followed his lead as they walked to the one marked 800. He openedit quickly and stood back for her to enter the room. Suite 800 was huge. There was a hot tub in the middle of theliving room, a large bathroom, a kitchen and a delightfully largebedroom. The tub was already hot and bubbling. Janet smiled as shewalked toward it. He closed and locked the door before following her. Janet stopped at a stereo and turned on her favorite station. She began to sway to the beat it was laying down. She pushed him on tothe couch facing the tub and began a strip tease for him. She danced to the music and stroked her body for him. Shesmiled as she saw his cock hard again against his slacks. First her jacket fell to the floor followed quickly by hershoes. The barer her skin became, the more aroused and sexy she felt. After her blouse revealed her heaving breasts enclosed in her bra, shelooked at him. He had removed everything but his slacks and briefs. She looked into his eyes as she reached to her left and slowlyunzipped the side of her skirt. She turned towards the tub and let itfall open over her panty covered ass, garters running under the silkymaterial. Then she let it slide slowly down her legs. Turning to him once again, she continued her dance, letting herhands caress her flesh. Every nerve felt like an erogenous zone. Hernipples were on fire as she pinched them through her bra. He was movingon the couch now, his hand stroking his cock through his slacks, historso stretching and twisting. Janet unsnapped her bra from the front clasp and drew it backfrom her burning breasts. She let it slide down her arms stretchedbehind her, forcing her tits out in front of her. He was almostdrooling, and definitely aching to touch them. Next went her panties, drawn tantalizingly slowly down herthighs and calves leaving her clad only in her garter belt andstockings. Taking the safe bet, she left those on to entice him. Everyother man she'd ever had liked her to wear them. Now she went towards him on the couch. She stood before himwith her legs spread. "Lick my pussy. Make me come in your mouth." He smiled widelyas he scooted up to lean into her bush. She felt his tongue touch her cunt hair and thighs before itbegan to push between her pussy lips. She was hot and wet and she felthim licking and sucking at her lips. Ripples of pleasure shifted acrossher body making her lips tremble and her nipples twinge. As his tongueventured deeper, she felt herself widening her stance to give him thewidest access to her cunt. She began to talk to him, saying everythingher lust wanted but her mind had never before allowed. "God, your tongue feels good in my cunt. My pussy is purringfor you. Suck my clit." He responded admirably and sent her a joltshock as he sucked her clit in between his lips and played with it withhis tongue. She rested her hands on his head, and ran her fingers throughhis hair as his head bobbed in his eager work. She felt his nosebrushing through her hair. Her pleasure rose steadily over about 30 seconds, and shearched her feet in response, eager to reach for higher sensations. Shepushed his head into her and gripped his head with her stocking-coveredthighs. Her orgasm hit her and she screamed out without any restraintinto the spacious suite. "Oh God, Oh God, Oh God, I'm cumming, I'm cumming, suck me, lick me, I'm coming, here I come, here I come, God its good, ah, ah ahah ah aaaaaAAAAAAH" He kept up his work and kept her spasming withsubtle and direct stimulation of her clit. She almost lost consciousness as the pleasure gripped her bodyfrom her lips and nipples to the goosebumps on her arms to her ass, pussy and feet. He laid her back on the couch and moved on top of her.
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His body was hot and hard as it moved over her naked flesh. Shefelt his enormous hard-on beneath his slacks. He dry-humped againsther, staining the front of his slacks with her juices. Janet held ontohim and stroked his muscles. Soon though he had to get up and take the awkward time toundress. He stood. "Reveal me." he said in a quiet but commanding tone. Janetsmiled as she took the position he'd had moments before. She strokedhis powerful legs through the slacks for a few moments, getting nearbut never reaching his cock-bulge. She kept this up until he didn't putup with it anymore. "I said reveal me." A little louder, but enough to get Janet toobey quickly. She undid his belt with some difficulty, taking the timeto remove it from the belt loops. Then each button came undone toreveal his hot thick meat. Janet quickly pulled the slacks down and offof him and returned her attention to the cock protruding before her. Without a fanfare, she pulled the briefs from around his cock, hooked them under his balls and grasped his cock with both hands. Thehead was still exposed and she began to make mouth-love to it. Hertongue probed his cum-hole and her hands had began to stroke him whenhe spoke. "Did I permit you to touch my cock?" Janet stopped, ratherconfused. Some part of her suspected what was coming next and tinglesbegan again between her legs. He pulled her hands away from his cock. He stepped back a pace. "Touching my cock is a privilege and sucking it is your highestaspiration. Do you understand?" Janet wasn't sure what was going on, but the juices in her pussy and the heat she felt certainly told her toagree to anything. "Yes." He didn't look happier. "Yes... Master?" The frown disappeared somewhat. "For being a bad girl, what should happen?" She saw his cockwas still as hard and throbbing as ever, glistening with her spit. Hewas loving this. "I should be punished." She added the Master after a briefpause, cued by his reaction. "Correct." He walked to the dining room portion of the suite. He took a hard chair and brought it back to the area littered withtheir forgotton clothes. He sat down. Janet didn't know what was next. He helped her. "Proper punishment is either a sound spanking or services to mebeyond your proper duties." Janet had never been spanked, but the otherservices part was too vague for her to try just yet. She moved to hisside in order to lay across him. "What have you chosen?" "I deserve to be spanked because I was naughty, Master." Henodded. "Get your panties and put them on." Janet complied and returnedto her former position. He moved her across his lap so her ass wasdisplayed for him at her highest point. She closed her eyes andwaited. SMACK. She cried out a moment as the pain sizzled herasscheeks. SMACK. She bit her tongue, but didn't speak. SMACK. A tearwelled up in her eye. She wasn't sure about this. SMACK. Another tearand more electric pain. Then she noticed the electric jolts were connecting right toher pussy. With each stroke she was getting wetter and hotter. The painwas almost ignorable. By the twentieth smat, she was ready to beg for more. Shecouldn't keep herself from shifting against his leg, ravenous for afucking. But he had positioned her so that his cock lay hot against herstomach and would not reach her sizzling pussy. He stopped and carefully pulled her panties down to around herthighs, far enough to trap her from spreading her legs. She had beennearly naked with him before but this deliberate revealing felt moreexposing than anything else. She knew that she was only moments awayfrom an orgasm. "Have you learned your lesson?" She kept herself from yelling. "No, Master, I have not." "I thought so. Well, you will be spanked until you come!" Hemoved his free arm around her until his hand rested against her pussy. He resumed the spanking against her exposed bare bottom as he playedwith her clit. Not even moments went by before she spoke. "Yes, Master, I've been bad, punish me, spank me, spank meharder, make me cum, I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum, I'mcum..cum..cumming, aah aah oooh aaah aah yes god I'm coming..." As Janet recovered from her orgasm, he lifted her back on tothe couch and returned to his chair. She saw the precom oozing out ofhis cock and his hand couldn't keep from stroking it a little. "If only I had my toys, we could do this right. You seem eagerenough." They both smiled at that. "But Master, I may know of someone with the proper toys. May Imake a call?" He scowled. "Are you someone else's slave?" He asked almost disappointedly. "No, but I have a hunch. It will definitely be rewarding, Master." He nodded and she noticed him breathing quickly, eitherthrough anticipation or thrill. A quick call to Raoul, a transfer to a line Raoul obviouslykept on his speed-dailer, and a minute or two of explanation. "Cindy will be here in 15 minutes, Master. What shall I dowhile you wait?"
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