This one paces nervously around her room trying to pick out the perfect outfit to make You proud to be seen with her at dinner. She finally settles on her black corset, a knee length skirt, a silver silk blouse, with no panties. She does put on a garter belt with stockings and wears her four inch black heels. She leaves her hair down and puts on her make-up. She glances at the clock noticing that it is time for her to leave. She gets in the car and drives to the restaurant.

She climbs out of her car, and looks in the car window making a last hair check. She jumps as she feels Your hand on the small of her back as You whisper, “Hello my lil slut.” This one replies, “Hello Master.”

W/we proceed into the restaurant and have O/our dinner. During dinner, You ask this one if she is ready to finally submit to You in person. “Yes Master this one is ready.”

You tell her, “After dinner, You will follow Me to the hotel.” W/we finish O/our meal and get into O/our cars. This one follows You to the hotel down the street. She parks her car, and walks over to where You are standing.

“Sorry for making You wait Sir,” this one says. You do not respond, just turn and walk away. This one quietly, but quickly follows You. W/we get to Your room, and You motion for this one to walk in. She does as instructed, but stops a few steps into the room, and places with her hands behind her back, feet about shoulder width apart, and her head level and eyes down. She feels You walk around her, inspecting what is Yours. She hears You whisper, “Remove Your clothes slave, and make sure you put them in the closet neatly while I watch.”

This one slides off her silver button-up shirt and hangs it on a hanger in the closet. She then removes her heels and goes to put them on the floor in the closet, but hears You instruct her, “No slave keep those on. Also do not remove Your garter belt, stockings, or corset.”

“Yes Master,” this one replies. She removes her skirt and hangs it too on a hanger inside the closet. She puts her heels back on and stands back into position. She feels Your eyes inspect her again from across the room; she fights the urge to look at You. She knows that she will be punished for that indiscretion.

This one walks over and sinks to her knees beside You and awaits Your next instruction. This one notices You unzip Your pants. She crawls in front of You and reaches in and pulls out Your hardening cock. She runs her fingertips gently over the length of You, tracing the thick vein from its base until it reaches the crown and strokes around the sensitive ridge. Then she moves to the head, that lightest of touches, just enough to allow Your pre-cum to escape. She moves her mouth over Your cock. The tip of her tongue tracing the slit at the end, drawing a silvery trace behind as now it descends over the engorged purple head and down to crown’s ridge. This one takes the head between her lips, and You feel her tongue caress around it, bathing it in her oral juices. Then You feel her tongue again, passing lower this time, coating Your shaft so that it almost sparkles in the pale light of the room. She slowly takes the