I finally make it up to your hotel room door and my heart begins to race, my chest tightens and my hands begin to sweat as a flood of emotions take over. We’ve talked over Zoom for months now, but today is finally the day! The day I get to meet you in person. I try my best to calm this wave of anxious excitement, but my hand shakes uncontrollably as I raise it, and knock on the door. The seconds feel like minutes until the door finally swings open and I immediately freeze, unable to move or speak. You are so much more handsome in person, those hazel eyes are almost glowing, and that smile, oh how I have longed to see those luscious lips in front of me. I feel my legs get weak as you beckon me inside with a devious grin, your eyes looking me up and down as you close the door behind me. I can feel your piercing gaze, inspecting me from behind as I remove my shoes and make my way to the living room. You motion for me to stand in the center of the room while you make your way to the chair strategically positioned in the corner. I sneak a peek of your slim, athletic body as it glides in front of me, those chinos perfectly draped over your sculpted legs and ass.

You turn around and ease yourself down slowly, sinking into the chair and crossing your legs. “Remove all your clothes for me!” you instruct. “Slowly” you admonish as you watch me nervously fumble with my shirt buttons. I struggle to keep my eyes from staring as you watch me remove my shirt and pull my jeans down to my ankles, stepping out of them. I start to feel a self-conscious awkwardness overwhelm me, as I stand there in my bra and panties. I nervously cross my arms over my body, doing my best to shield myself from your motionless stare.

“I said ALL your clothes,” you demand as I reach back and unstrap the bra, releasing my plump, full breasts, letting them hang unsupported against the top of my belly. “Slowly,” you repeat, softer this time, as I start to pull down my panties with both hands. I feel a sudden, unexpected wave of power in this moment and look directly in your eyes as I slide the panties down my legs at a measured pace. I can see an immediate reaction in your eyes, betraying the emotionless facade of your face. You slowly squirm in your seat, shifting your weight and crossing your legs the other way.

I do not break my fixed gaze as I begin to bend my body at the hips, following the panties down to the floor as my fingertips glide against the smooth, white skin of my legs. My legs remain straight, my breasts dangling in mid-air as I am now fully bent over when the panties finally land at my feet. I pull myself up slowly and with determination, step out of the panties, leaving them lying exposed on the floor. “Good,” you proclaim with a nervous clearing of your throat, “very good, indeed!”

Immediately your tone shifts, “Now, on your knees in front of me!”

I obey as you stand up, walking over with a commanding presence. You begin to slowly circle around me, inspecting from head to toe this new toy who yearns nothing more than to be yours. Your fingertips lightly skim across my shoulders and back as you make your way in front of me, pondering if I actually meant all the things I had said over our countless conversations. You pause briefly as your fingers run through my ginger hair and with a naughty smile you firmly grab a handful, pulling my head back so that I am looking straight up at you helplessly. “What to do with you?” you wonder as you let go and walk over to the bed in the bedroom, a bed covered with a wide array of toys, tools and instruments of submission. You look them over with a deep “hmmmm,” as your fingers softly run down the sides of your chin.

To be continued....