On Thursday evening I went to MasterDoc’s place. I had been instructed to look attractive and so I just knew that there would be someone else there, but I had no idea who or how many or what I would be expected to do. He deliberately kept the information totally vague. Not knowing what would transpire left me so nervous my hands were shaking as I did my make up before heading over. I also put on sexy underwear and a garter belt and stockings under a loose tank top and short skirt. I was definitely dressed to be fucked.
I was anxious about getting there on time because I wasn’t sure if we were going to have dinner first, or if someone(s) was(were) going to be there when I got there. I rushed out the door, barely giving Davey a kiss (something I later apologized for). My nerves were undoubtedly heightened by my being premenstrual, as everything I feel is intensified just before my period.
I got there slightly early and just MasterDoc was there. We had some dinner although I was barely hungry due to the nerves. MasterDoc kept looking at me, smiling, which was flattering and unsettling at the same time. I was so nervous! Was he going to dom me in front of a large group? Or give me away to a few guys to be fucked? Not knowing what was going to happen was making me crazy. MasterDoc noticed that my hands were shaking as I poured some water for him and me. He tried to reassure me that I needn’t be nervous.
After dinner we sat in the living room, snuggling a bit. He had me kneel before him and suck his cock, something which always gets me wet. He spanked me a bit and had me lay down on the couch so that he could play with my pussy. Being played with and looked at closely gets me hot. He went down on me a little (something which apparently can be quite controversial in dom circles – should a dominant go down on his submissive? I say that if it turns the dominant on then it’s not inherently a submissive act – the dom should be able to do whatever takes his fancy.) Some of my nerves dissolved as I got turned on. As I was on my knees giving him head, MasterDoc received a phone call, apparently from someone who was coming over. It was a little bit heartening to hear that it was probably just one person he was talking to, but I still didn’t know this for sure. At one point, MasterDoc pondered whether he should leave me clothed or strip me naked and fuck me on the floor. It’s just so hot to know that someone would love to fuck you right then and there, but he decided to keep me clothed for now.
He had me sit in an arm chair and close my eyes as he went to the door. I heard whoever it was show up and I was dying to open my eyes. MasterDoc pondered if he should blindfold me but the other man was agreeable to my being able to see him. And so I was allowed to open my eyes. An average looking, chubby Indian man was sitting on the sofa with MasterDoc. I knew that I would be expected to fuck this guy, and I wasn’t too nervous about that. It’s funny how I was more nervous about the unknown than I was when faced with the idea of what I would actually be asked to do. MasterDoc had me kneel before him and he asked me, “Are you a good girl?”
“Yes, Sir, I’m a good girl.”
“But I don’t want you to be a good girl, I want you to be a filthy slut.” I smiled slightly at this. “Are you a filthy slut?”
“Yes, Sir, I’m a filthy slut.”
After all, my definition of good girl is one who does whatever her dominant wishes her to – including being a filthy slut when it’s expected of her. He had me lay down so that my crotch was facing both of them on the sofa and he had me spread my lips wide. He told me to play with myself, first looking at him, then looking at the other man. I felt all nervous again and kept looking back at MasterDoc because I felt more comfortable looking at him. He’d scold me and get me looking at the other man again. MasterDoc came over to me and slapped me a bit, talking up how wet my cunt was. He had me say that I wanted to be fucked (which I did want) and had me tell the man that I wanted him to fuck me. Soon I was sent off into the bedroom with the man and I was expected to be a fantastic fuck.
This being a new situation, I felt a little unsure how I was supposed to proceed, but I figured undoing the man’s pants and playing with his cock would be a good start. He took his clothes off and moved my head towards his cock. I sucked him for just a short period of time and then he pushed me back onto the bed. He joined me on the bed and fingered my pussy. What a bonus – I got a good orgasm out of it. I was moaning and screaming and it wasn’t even an act. I knew that MasterDoc could hear me in the next room and I hoped that I was pleasing him. The man then put a condom on and told me that the first time he would be quick. He entered me and fucked me for what must’ve been about thirty seconds before he came. And that was that. I thought that perhaps he’d want to fuck me a second time but he had to get going. I followed him out into the living room and MasterDoc shooed me back into the bedroom where I had been previously instructed to play with my pussy. I vaguely heard them talking but I couldn’t make out what was being said for the most part. I waited patiently for my next instructions. The man left and MasterDoc came into the bedroom. Apparently I had done a good job. I was pleased with this. While I’ve fucked strangers before, this was the first time I fucked a stranger I hadn’t chosen myself. And it wasn’t a big deal like you’d imagine it to be. It’s one of those things that society plays up as being so “wrong” and like it would be this big emotional thing to have done it, but it really was a fuck just like any other. (Well, any other anonymous fuck, certainly fucking with someone I care about is different than that. Sex with Davey or MasterDoc is a different situation than fucking a stranger.) MasterDoc joined me on the bed for a little bit of a cuddle and then he had me climb on top of him for a fuck. It was clear that we were both turned on my what I had done at his command – that I had fucked someone else to please MasterDoc. Fucking him felt so good.
Soon we went to have more of the dinner that was only half eaten before, and it was easier for me to eat now that I was no longer nervous. MasterDoc joked that “the next one should be along soon.” But thankfully he was just joking. lol We adjourned to the living room and he was trying to decide what to do with me. We cuddled a bit but then he decided to fuck me on the floor. So I was head down, ass in the air and he fucked me. It felt so incredibly good. I was so turned on by this point. I moaned like crazy, wanting desperately to come, but I wasn’t allowed to. Unfortunately my knee slipped off the mat on the floor and that interrupted the flow of the fucking. So he fingered me to an orgasm and I was left laying on my stomach on the floor, spent. I could hear MasterDoc sit on the sofa behind me but I was told to stay where I was. He must’ve been stroking his cock and I lay there patiently for my next instructions. Soon, he had me come over to him, and lay my face against his thigh. Yes, he was finally going to come on my face. He had me close my eyes so I wouldn’t get shot in the eye and he stroked himself until he had coated my face with this come. After cleaning up, we cuddled some more on the bed.
The cuddling is as much an integral part of an evening with MasterDoc as being slapped around is. I crave both. So we cuddled for a while but unfortunately he had to send me home as I had work the next day and it was getting late. I went home, feeling very much like a happy slut.
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