My phone rang; it was Tom. “Hi baby, how’s the project coming along?”
“OK, we’ve run into a few snafus but nothing major. I am going to have to stay a few extra days; I think I wind up getting home the same day your parents get back from the Caribbean. Do you mind watching my house a few extra days?”
“No, not at all.”
“Thanks Amy, you’re the best. See you soon.”
“See you soon, Tom. I miss you.” I didn’t get a reply, he’d already hung up. Hopefully it was because he was busy, and he didn’t deliberately ignore what I said at the end.
I unlocked the door and walked into the condo to the right of the elevator. It was one of two top floor units. I had already decided I was going to call it, ‘The Loft.’ I walked into a short entry hallway. On the left were two of the three bedrooms, each had an ensuite bathroom. On the right was the kitchen and dining area. At the very back of the condo, the living room was on the left and the master bedroom was on the right past the dining room. Both the living room and the master bedroom had separate balconies on their sides of the building.
I immediately texted Wyatt. “I’m claiming the master bedroom in the back for us. No one else will be able to use it. I like our private balcony. Maybe some night I’ll tie you up on the balcony and make love to you outside!”
This was Wyatt’s response. ‘👀’
“I’m going to make a few minor design changes. Send me the number of a pre-approved contractor so I can contact them and have them get to work.”
On the wall to the right of the doorway, I ordered an Alaskan King bed to be placed. At 9′ x 9′, there would be plenty of space for us to play. On the wall opposite the bed, I had them install floor-to-ceiling mirrors which took up the entire wall. On the floor six feet away from the mirrors, I had them bolt a spreader bar to the floor and wrist restraints from the ceiling. The wrist restraints had a pulley system so they could be either vertical over the person’s head or stretched out horizontal along the floor, depending on how you wanted to use them. I was getting damp just thinking about tying Wyatt up that way.
Then, Wyatt got called out of town on business. There was an opportunity for Turner Holdings three states away that Wyatt wanted to personally see before he decided to invest any money in it or even purchase it. He would be gone for two-three days. Wyatt was going out of town, Tom was already out of town, hmmmm? What to do? What to do?
I showed up at The Blue Note Lounge 15 minutes before closing time. I was dressed in the same black leather skirt suit I had worn when I first convinced Charlie to have sex with me. I was wearing the ‘Charlie’ necklace he had given to me as a gift. When he saw it around my neck, his eyes brightened.
“Hey, baby. You don’t know how good it is to see you and I’m even happier to see you wearing my present.” I licked my lips and winked at him. He groaned. “We close in 15 minutes and then it takes me another half hour to close down the bar area and check out completely. Can we get together after that?”
I didn’t answer. I slid a business card across the bar to him that I’d had printed. On the front it just said, ‘Amy Loy. Entertainment Consultant.’ He looked at it puzzled. “Turn it over, baby. There’s something on the back just for you.”
Charlie turned the card over. It had the address to The Loft written on it along with a crimson red imprint of my lips. “I’m headed there now baby. I’ll see you when you get there.”
An hour and a half later, the intercom buzzed. I looked at the video feed to the lobby. It was Charlie. Clearly, he’d gone home to shower and get cleaned up. I told him to come up as I buzzed him in. “Take the elevator to the top floor, Charlie. It’s the condo to the right of the elevator.”
Less than three minutes later, there was a gentle knocking at the door. Looking out the peephole, I confirmed it was Charlie, I stood behind the door as I opened it and let him inside. I closed the door and turned around facing him. As soon as he saw me, his jaw dropped, his eyes bugged out and he started stuttering.
I’d done my nails in the shiniest, blood-red polish I could find. Before I had even gone to visit Charlie, I had soaked in the hottest bath I could stand. I used ‘Bombshell’ bubble bath by Victoria’s Secret. I’d used ‘Bombshell’ shampoo and conditioner, also by VS. When the water began to cool off, I got out to towel dry. My body felt soft and silky smooth from head to toe.
I had liberally applied ‘Bombshell’ body powder from my neck down and then slipped into my prosthetic silicone crop top and panties. While my hair was still wet, I had pulled it into the tightest ponytail I could manage. I gathered it near the top, back of my head, with a long black leather strip that I tied into a bow.
I stood there with my hands on my hips, posing. I was wearing a black leather corset with eight garter straps. It zipped up the front. The underbust left my nipples completely exposed, it was as if my breasts were sitting on leather shelves. istanbul rus escort I wore a black leather G-string threading the garter straps underneath it. My outfit included black leather gauntlets and a black leather collar. I was wearing the sheerest, high gloss black nylons I owned. They were fully fashioned with reinforced heels, toes, bottoms and back seams. On my feet, I wore strappy black leather over-the-knee sandals with open toes and 5″ stiletto heels. I had crisscrossed the thin leather straps up the front of my shins and back of my calves and buckled them over my knees.
I had matched my makeup palette to my nail polish. After applying my base crèmes and powders, I applied crimson eyeshadow, darker on the lids and lightening up to the brows. I used eyeliner to highlight under and over my lids, meeting at a point outside my eye on my upper cheekbone. I had put on the longest, thickest fake eyelashes I owned and plumped those up even further with a body-building mascara that I also used on my under lashes. I used an eyebrow pencil to highlight my eyebrows and finished off by applying a blood-red lip gloss!
I had clipped on some gray pearl dangle earrings and put four gray pearl rings on, one each on the pinky and index finger of my left hand and middle and ring finger of my right hand. My ‘Charlie’ necklace hung below the black leather choker.
“AMY, holy shit, you look so fucking HOT!”
I strolled up to Charlie seductively, wrapped my arms around his neck, one leg around the back of his legs, pressed my lips to his and thrust my tongue into his mouth. Moaning he pulled me to him, grinding his crotch against me. I could feel his bulge growing immediately as it throbbed inside his pants.
I stepped away. “Charlie?”
“Yes, Amy?”
“Do you want to be with me tonight? I mean, do you really WANT to be with me tonight?”
“Of course I do, Amy. You should know that. I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t want to be with you, if I didn’t want you!”
“That’s good, Charlie. But you only get to stay, you only get to be with me, if you agree to follow all the directions I’m about to give you.”
He looked at me quizzically but nodded.
“Number one — For the remainder of this evening my name is Mistress Amy. You may also address me as ‘My Goddess’ or ‘My Queen.'”
Charlie began to smile broadly. I stepped to the door and opened it, motioning for him to leave.
“Wha-what’s going on, why do you want me to go?”
I closed the door, walked right up to him and slapped him across the cheek. It was not a hard slap but stung enough to get his attention. “You forgot to say Mistress Amy when you finished your question. If you do that again, you WILL leave even if I have to call security to escort you out of the building.”
“I-I-I’m sorry, Mistress Amy. I promise it won’t happen again.”
“Better, Charlie. Much better.”
“Number two — If I tell you to do something, you will do it immediately, no questions asked.”
He nodded.
“Number three — You will not speak unless spoken to first and then only if you are given permission to respond.”
His eyebrows shot up.
“Finally, if anything is happening that you don’t wish to participate in, all you have to do is say, ‘The avocados are green.’ That is your safety phrase. If you say that at any point tonight, I will stop what I am doing immediately and then you will leave immediately. Do you understand everything I’ve just said to you?”
“Yes, Mistress Amy. I understand and I agree, My Queen.”
“Very good, Charlie. Follow me.”
I wanted Charlie to get a good look at me in my dominatrix outfit as I sashayed my way down the hall, through the condo, and to the bedroom. I opened the door and strode inside. He followed me meekly.
“Close the door, Charlie and strip naked.”
He did as I asked.
“Go stand by that spreader bar underneath the wrist restraints.”
Again, he did as I asked.
“Lift your arms over your head.” I tightened the leather cuffs around his wrists.
“Stand with your legs spread, ankles on the outside of the spreader bar.” Kneeling down, I fastened the leather cuffs of the spreader bar to each of his ankles. I glance over, Charlie’s cock was rock hard and pulsating with every heartbeat. Charlie’s eyes looked slightly gazed as he leaned his head back. His eyes followed me everywhere as I stood up. There was a small table nearby with some toys on it. I picked up a feather duster and held it, gently stroking the feathers as I stared at Charlie.
“I give you permission to speak freely. Mistress Amy wants to hear her boy-toy’s screams of passion and pleasure.”
“My most beautiful Queen, thank you, thank you. I’m not sure I could have restrained myself. You are the most generous Goddess in the world, Mistress Amy.”
I walked slowly towards Charlie, feather duster in hand, stiletto heels echoing off the floor. When I got close to him, I reached down and ran the tips of the feathers over the inside of one leg, from ankle izmir escort to thigh and back down again. I repeated this on the other leg. Charlie was trembling in his restraints, moaning loudly.
I ran the feather duster over his lower stomach, just above his cock. He was thrusting upwards, trying desperately to have the feathers caress his erection. I laughed. “Not yet my pet.” I started running the feathers over his chest and nipples. I leaned in and began to flick his nipples with the tip of my tongue. “Amy, Amy, Amy, this is so fucking hot!”
I took the handle of the feather duster and spanked him very lightly on his throbbing prick. He began to deflate from the unexpected pain. I stared at him sternly. “Oh, my Mistress, my Queen, my Goddess, I am so sorry. Please, please, please forgive me!” I tickled his tingling prick with the feathers of the duster until he was fully erect and throbbing again.
I walked over and stood next to him. I began to kiss, lick and suck his neck, throat, and ears. Charlie was whimpering. “My Goddess, My Mistress, My Queen. There is no other woman like you; no other woman comes close to you!”
I turned Charlie’s face towards mine. I leaned in and began to kiss him passionately. I thrust my tongue into his mouth and began to lick and suck his tongue. I reached underneath him and began to rub the feather tips under his scrotum, along his perineum to his asshole and back again.
Without warning, Charlie trembled violently and began cumming. I kept my lips pressed against his, he was moaning into my mouth. His body was spasming as he shot stream after stream of salty ropes to the floor. I continued to kiss him and caress him with the feather duster until his orgasm was spent and he collapsed into his restraints. I bent over and licked the final drops of cum from his slit.
I knelt down on the floor in front of him, scooping handfuls of his cum into my mouth and eating them eagerly. When I had scooped up as much as I could, I knelt down and licked the floor clean. I stood with my hands on my hips, staring at Charlie. “Naughty boy. I will forgive you only because I didn’t give you instructions. You are never allowed to cum unless I give you permission. Your cum belongs to me; you made me clean up the floor to get it.”
“Oh, My Queen, please forgive me. You shouldn’t have had to tell me; I should have known. This is all my fault.”
“Yes, yes, it is. I need to punish you.”
The wrist restraints were on a pulley system. I slowly lowered Charlie to the floor. Still bound, he was now looking up at the ceiling.
I walked around to where his face was. I slowly, slowly slid my leather G-string down past my ankles and kicked it away. I turned my back to him and squatted down. I spread my ass cheeks and placed my rosebud directly on his lips. “Eat me, eat your Mistress. Show her how much you desire her by the way you worship her ass!”
Charlie placed his lips around my rim and started sucking me. He tentatively began to lick my asshole with just the tip of his tongue. As I began to moan and rotate my hips, he knew he was pleasuring me and began to eat me enthusiastically. His tongue ran along my perineum and then he would rim my asshole before darting his tongue inside. He thrust his tongue into me deeper with every passing. I was shivering and trembling. “Eat my pussy, eat your Queen’s pussy. Make me cum, make your Goddess cum. Oh, eat me, my pet, eat me!”
Charlie thrust his tongue inside me and hit my P-spot! I began to cum immediately, spasming above him. “Uh uh uh uh, uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Shitfuckshitfuckshitfuck! Charlie, Charlie, Charlie, my beautiful sub. Don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop!” Charlie continued to lick me there and I began to have multiple orgasms.
“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, nnnnnnnnnnnggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! So good, so good, so good, so good! Cum, cum, cum, cummmmmiiiiiiiiinnnnnnnnggggggggggg for my pet!!!!” Charlie wouldn’t stop licking me and I had to force myself to crawl away from his tongue. I was on my hands and knees, sobbing with the pleasure of my orgasms.
I was finally able to stand up, but my knees were still shaking. “N-no talking, still no talking my pet.” I straddled his hips and guided his erection to my asshole and sat back, taking him inside me all at once. Charlie gasped. “You may not cum until after your Mistress cums.” He nodded.
I began to rock back against him, slowly at first. When I rocked forward, I kept just the very tip of his cock inside me before I would slide back down the length of his shaft. I was squeezing my ass muscles together and rotating my hips around his hardness. He was trembling and moaning, he began to bite his lower lip to keep from cumming. I leaned down, and began to nibble his nipples, my teeth gently pressing together. I could feel him throbbing inside me; I knew he was close.
I slid down his length until his prick was resting against my P-spot. I used his hardness to masturbate, rubbing myself against his prick, rubbing izmir otele gelen escort my P-spot against him. Charlie realized what I was doing and began to thrust himself against me in short bursts, always keeping his prick in contact with my P-spot.
“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh! Cumcumcum, oh my handsome pet, my obedient sub, make me cum, make me cum, make me cummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!”
I was in the throes of another round of multiple orgasms. Charlie continued to pleasure me. It was all I could do to gasp out, “You may cum, my pet, you may talk.”
Charlie began to buck up against me, pounding my ass. Tied to his restraints, he could only use his hips to fuck me, and he was thrusting his erection inside me savagely. “Love this pussy, love my Queen’s pussy, worship my Queen’s pussy. Fuck me, Mistress, fuck me. Make me cum, Goddess, make me cum!”
I sat upright and began to ride Charlie’s cock. My hands were on his chest, and I was pinching his nipples. I began to fuck him as fast as I could. I looked into his eyes as they rolled back into his head and he began to cum furiously. “Nnnggghhh, nnnggghhh, nnnggghhh, nnnggghhh!!!! Oh my beautiful Mistress! Cumming for you Mistress, only cumming for my beautiful Mistress! Fuckfuckfuckfuck, shitshitshitshit!!!!”
I rode Charlie through his orgasm until he collapsed underneath me. I collapsed on top of him and stayed there until he became flaccid and fell out of me. “Mistress Amy, oh My Goddess, oh My Queen. I serve only you; I will always be your pet.”
I unfastened Charlie from the spreader bar and the wrist restraints. I took him to the extra-large bed on the other side of the room and we made love two more times that night. The last time was doggy style with us facing the wall of mirrors across from us. We watched ourselves as we fucked in that position. We fell asleep that way, Charlie on top of me, his cock still inside me.
At some point during the night, he had fallen out of me. I was cuddled in his arms, head on his chest when I woke up. I looked at the digital clock on the nightstand; it said 11:43 am. “Charlie?” I said as I shook him. “Charlie?”
“Huh, huh, wh-what’s up?” he muttered through blood shot eyes.
“Charlie, don’t you have to go to work today? It’s 11:43 in the morning.”
His eyes snapped open. “Holy shit! Fuck, I’m going to be late. Fuck, fuck, fuck.”
“Relax. Shower here quickly, and then go home so you can change into clean clothes. You’ll make it. You can get some coffee at work while you’re setting up.”
He ran into the bathroom and must have set a land-speed record for shower time! His hair was still damp as he ran over to kiss me goodbye. “I’m sorry my Goddess for not showing proper respect, but I do have to go.”
“It’s OK, Charlie, the rules have been suspended for the morning.”
He kissed me and I kissed him back passionately, rubbing his cock with the palm of one hand. He started getting hard almost immediately. “Oh shit, you are SO fucking hot! There’s nothing I want more than to stay here and fuck you all day.”
I giggled and pushed him away from me. He paused at the doorway and looked back. I took the opportunity to pose for him like a boudoir model, one hand on my hip, the other hand cupping one of my silicone breasts, licking my lips while I smiled at him seductively.
He groaned again and looking me in the eyes, said, “I love you, Amy!” and ran out.
I fell back on the bed and groaned. “WTF, Charlie? I fuck you once and you ask me to go steady? I fuck you two times and you’re in love with me? If I fuck you again, will you ask me to marry you? Seriously? WTF, Charlie?”
I showered and scrubbed all the sexy makeup off my face. I put on the ‘modest’ pink peasant skirt and blouse I had worn and drove back to Tom’s place. Once inside, I washed ALL the makeup off my face and changed back into Amphai’s clothes. It wouldn’t be good for the neighbors to see Amy walking into my parent’s house.
Once inside the house, I took stock of my situation. My parents, Tom, and even Wyatt would all be home in less than a week. Could I find Amphai again? Did I want to find Amphai again? I grabbed an ice-cold beer from the refrigerator and held it against my forehead. Amy never drank beer, so maybe that was a good sign.
There was a knock on the door. It was one of the neighbors. My parents weren’t close friends with Ted Sanders and his wife, Greta, just neighborly. “Hey, Amphai. I know you’re watching your house for your parents and Tom’s house for him, I wanted to check in and make sure everything is going OK?”
“Everything’s fine, Ted. I appreciate you checking up on me, but everything’s fine.”
“Buy a neighbor a beer, Amphai?” he smiled as he looked at the beer in my hand.
“Sure, Ted. C’mon in.” I so did not want to be dealing with anyone else right now, especially a neighbor but thought it was the easiest way to get rid of him quickly.
I grabbed another beer from the refrigerator and handed it to him. I sat down on the couch, and he sat down in the recliner across from the couch. We sipped our beers in silence for a few moments when Ted suddenly asked, “So, Amphai? Who’s the pretty girl I keep seeing going in and out of Tom’s house? She seems to be around a lot lately.”