I’d meet you in a bar smiling at you shyly. You come over to meet noticing my cute legs bare in a short black skirt and my large C38 breasts peeking out of a flowing red tube top. I’m quite short, about 5’2 but sexy amd curvy in all the right places.You sit down and slide your hand against the chair then down over to my ass and lean over to whisper again my neck. I can feel the tingles down my neck as you invite me to your house promising pleasure. I look at you curiously…”who says I want anything?” You smile knowingly and slide your hand down between my legs to my damp panties…”this does” you bring you fingers to my mouth and force me to lick them up then you suddently stand and leave…as you walk out I look around nervously to see if anyone is watching me, then hurry to follow you to the door and then into your car.

We make our way to your house I can feel my stomach is in knots. I have no idea what to expect but your very clear about who will be in charge. “Take off your panties” you demand. “Excuse me?” I question puzzled. “You hear me slut, this is my car you follow my rules. First is no questioning anything I tell you to do and second is you must refer to me as Sir” “Um…sure” I answer You strike my legs hard and I feel hot pain flash in front of my eyes “Shit! Why did you do that!?” You smack it again and I notice your pants becoming tighter as you enjoy my pain “I said…refer to me as sir at all times, and you said you understood.