Show your Lines

“David, we need you to go to New York for a week, is that OK?”

These were the words that greeted Dave Christopher as he walked into the MD`s office. It always raised a smile upon his face when the Managing Director called me David. It was Dave to everyone else, and he knew it, but Dave supposed that it was his way of showing his authority.

“Absolutely fine Sir,” replied Dave” but what am I going there for?”

“We need someone to set up, and initiate their new operating system, and as you designed it, we feel you are the obvious choice. I was hoping that you would agree Dave, and took the liberty of telling them to expect you at 8am, one week on Monday.”

He was absolutely delighted, Karen and Dave had always dreamed of going to New York, but of course, since the divorce, all that had gone out of the window. But now he was going, alone, to the “Big Apple”. They had been divorced for five years now; sadly it was entirely Dave”s own fault. Their sex life had been OK, but he wanted more than her, wanted to play with toys, ropes, get into the BDSM lifestyle, but not Karen. She may have loved oral, and 69, but that was as far as she would go, so he went looking elsewhere for the forbidden fruit, finding it, in a local BDSM club he discovered on the Internet. Needless to say, he got caught, and she divorced him, rapidly.

Dave kept his membership going at the club, had a number of one-night stands, the odd short-lived relationship, but nothing that could be called in any way serious, and now he was off to New York. He sat there, wondering what the BDSM scene there was. OK His days would be filled at the office, but the evenings, they were his. He decided there and then, to look on the net that very evening, see what I could find. An Englishman in New York needs more than just the sights.

Finishing his evening meal and shower, Dave settled down at his PC, and after checking e-mails, went to Google, his favourite search engine. He typed in BDSM, clubs, New York City. “My God” Dave thought when he saw the results, there seemed to be hundreds, grinning, he checked out a few of the names. “Straddles” now that appealed to his wicked humour, and so he investigated further. A very comprehensive site, clubrooms and bar, chatroom, on line store, and a member”s list. Dave spent the next two hours, just looking around, before he decided to join, and see what happened. He needed a name, to log in with, and wanted something that sort of described him, yet did not give too much away, eventually coming up with one, “Sir Pleasure,” and taking the final step David Christopher joined Straddles BDSM club.

He was very pleasantly surprised at his reception; they seemed delighted that someone from England had found them, and to be honest, he loved the attention he received. Everyone there seemed to want to talk to him, asking where he was from, and do you know so-and-so? That always had made him smile. There was one lady though, who didn”t say much, just the odd word, but he found that intriguing, and asked in the chatroom, if all was OK with her. Her name was missymay, and she responded straight away.

“Please forgive this submissive Sir, but she is fairly new here, and keeping a low profile”

Dave smiled, responding that he also was new, and asking if he might PM her, already being experienced in chat rooms, he knew well the etiquette of asking before sending a personal message.

“Yes please Sir” she replied, “I would like that very much.”

Dave just sent a hello message, and a thank you for the welcome, testing the ground so to speak. She replied that she personally was delighted to see him, as she had been to England once, and loved both the place and the people. She was fairly knowledgeable about England, and they talked at length about London. When Dave said that I was coming to New York two weeks later, she seemed delighted, and started reeling off all the places that he must see. Even offering to be his guide if he had any free time. At that moment, David Christopher decided to make some free time, realising that he could travel earlier than planned, and have a free weekend there. They chatted for well over an hour, and when he looked at the clock, it was almost 2am. As much as he was enjoying talking to missy, he knew that he should sleep, and they agreed to meet again the next evening, 11pm his time, 6pm hers.

As they said their goodnights, she typed. “Kiss Sir, and sleep well,” needless to say, he went to bed smiling happily. She returned the chat in the room, joining in more than she had ever done before. Sitting at her computer, with a big smile lighting up her face, and the change was soon noticed in the room,

“My oh my missy, you are very chatty tonight,” said one of the Doms.

Lady Leather then chirped up

“I think our new English friend had quite an effect maybe?”

This gentle ribbing went on for quite a while, but missy was so happy, she didn”t care, and went along with it. Soon her bedtime approached, and she said her goodnight to them all, still smiling broadly. All she wanted was for it to be 6 pm the next day.

Next morning Dave”s first job was to speak to his secretary, telling her to arrange the flight out for the Friday, and book him into a hotel in central Manhattan. Within a couple of hours, the flight was arranged, 10am from Manchester, arriving at JFK in New York at 1pm local time on the Friday, just perfect. The hotel on 7th Avenue was the Wellington, and from what his secretary said, it was just in the right place for all the sights. Dave could not wait for the day to be over, to talk to missymay again, so that he could give her the good news, hoping that she indeed did think it was good news.

What a long day it was too, interminable phone calls about nothing, or so he thought, but it was probably just his own impatience with himself.

He could not wait to talk to this delightful lady again, he felt so drawn to her, and wanted to just talk and talk with her. By 9.30pm, he could wait no longer; he logged on, and went straight to Straddles chat room. She wasn”t there, but those who where welcomed him again. Even teasing him slightly, saying,

“Hey, Sir Pleasure, what did you say to missy last night, we turned all the lights out here, and she was glowing that much, we could still see.”

A little unsure of American humour, he responded. “Did I say something wrong.”

“No SP, not at all” said Lady Leather, ” we are just joshing you Sir, and delighted to see missy coming out of her shell.”

Then he told them that he was coming to New York in a week”s time. They all seemed delighted to hear that, and Dave received many offers to visit. He was amazed, having heard about American hospitality, he was now seeing it first hand. They chatted amiably for about 40 minutes, then he saw missy enter, his heart jumped, she was here.

“Hi missymay,” he typed, “it is so nice to see you again.”

Immediately the room was filled with a series of “Woohoo missy” postings, Dave could not help but laugh to himself, as he sent her a Personal Message.

He told her of his arrangements, and how delighted he was to be able to have a free weekend in New York. She too was delighted, sitting there, wondering just what this kind considerate Englishman was really like. She longed to see him, but her submissive side stopped her from asking him for a photo. Again they chatted for a while, eventually Dave asked her for her e-mail address, as he wanted to send her something. He gave her his address, telling her that his name was Dave. She responded with her mail, saying that she was called Katrina, but Trina to her friends. Again the clock had overtaken them, and Dave had to leave, this time, he also said, “Kiss” in private, before saying goodnight to the room. As soon as he had left the site, he opened his nail provider, and sent Trina a photograph, one from the firm”s recent Christmas party; he hoped she would like it.

Trina also left the site, sitting there in a daze, wondering what was going on, why she was so attracted to this man? She knew so little about him, only his age and his name really. Was he married? She hoped not, that was just too awful to contemplate. A little window popped up on her PC, telling her that she had mail, and she clicked it absentmindedly. She had forgotten Dave”s promise, but when her mailbox opened, realised immediately who it was from. She opened it excitedly, and read the short note he had sent.

“Hello again Trina,

Just a few words to say thank you, for talking to me again tonight, also, I am sending a photograph, and so you can see what I look like. And by the way, just in case you are wondering, I am divorced.

See you tomorrow

Kisses

Dave”

She was shaking almost, as the photograph downloaded, wanting so much to see him. Finally, he was there, in front of her eyes. Dressed in a dinner suit, a handsome man she thought, standing about five nine, with dark hair, and piercing blue eyes.

“Oh my God, he is gorgeous, what do I do now?” She asked herself.

Realising that she had to send him a photo, she looked at what she had on her computer. She obviously didn”t want to send anything too outrageous, and decided to shower, do her face, and take some more photos there and then. But what should she wear? Something demure? Not too sexy, but at the same time attractive?

“Yes, that”s it” she said in her mind.

But first, she had to print the photograph of this man, and she watched as it slowly appeared from her printer. Then using some tape, she stuck it on her dressing table mirror, and sat there, staring at him. His eyes kept her transfixed, almost boring into her mind, and even though they had not yet discussed sex, she was aroused. Her nipples were hard, pushing against her lacy bra and thin blouse, and she could feel the dampness between her thighs.

” Good God, what is this man doing to me,” she thought, as she left to go and shower. Stripping naked, she stepped into the shower, feeling the hot jets of water, as they rained down upon her body, but hardly noticing them. Her nipples now swollen and hard, her pussy wet, no water needed there, she closed her eyes, leaning back against the wall. In her mind, all that she could see was he, watching her, and nodding, with that soft smile on his face. Her hands were on her tits, kneading them, and tugging at her nipples. She started to quiver, feeling the sensations building inside of her. Slowly her right hand slid down her body, as she parted her legs, her clit throbbing, and demanding attention. She started to rub it slowly, then with more urgency, unable to hold back, as her orgasm coursed through her. Sighing, with tears of pure joy streaming from her eyes, she came hard, panting as the steam filled the space around her, and, slipped slowly to the floor. She sat there, recovering, thinking of he that was responsible for this.

And she smiled.

Eventually she stood again, and washed, a gentle warmth encompassing her being, as the afterglow surrounded her, mind, body, and soul. After drying off, and wrapped in a fluffy white towel, she returned to the dressing table, to take her seat. Smiling softly, she again looked at his photograph,

“Have you any idea what you just did to me David Sir, that has not happened to me in ages. What is it about you? That affects me so, will I ever find out? I certainly hope so dear man.” Trina did not feel foolish talking to his photo; it seemed such a natural thing to do. Raising herself up from her chair, she leaned forward to kiss his photograph, and smiled at him. It was time to apply her make up very carefully, requiring nothing less than perfection; she sat there for almost an hour. Stopping frequently to talk to him, asking if he liked this shade, or that, she could not believe she was doing this, but it was out of her control by now. Trina had decided what to wear for him, and that she would use the photographs to tease him, just sending a section each day. Grinning to herself, working out which parts of her body she would show him. Looking into his eyes, and whispering,

“David Sir, you are going to have me Sir, and there will never be a more willing sub for you than I. Whatever you should require, it is yours Sir, whatever!”

She closed her eyes, trying to picture him naked, and herself taking care of his enormous erection. Her nipples hard still, as her fantasies ran amok inside her head. She reached down, and opened a dressing table drawer; it was her favourite, the “Toy Drawer.” And there, still unwrapped, lay her new toy, the Y clamps, untried, and untested, but all that was about to change. She reached onto the drawer, lifting up the package, and slowly opened it. Looking at David”s photograph, she held the clamp up, so that he could see it.

“Do you like my new toy sir? Yes? Oh that does please me Sir. May I use it, as you watch? Thank you Sir, thank you so much.”

Laying the package on the table, she slowly opened the towel, revealing her breasts, and then let it fall around her waist. She smiled softly, feeling her arousal as she started to tremble slightly. Cupping her breasts, she lifted them, offering them to the photograph.

“Do you like missymay`s tits Sir? Can you see how hard her nipples are, just because you are here watching her?”

She rolled both nipples in her fingers, then tweaked them pulling as she sighed, her pussy dripping already, and she had not even opened the package. But now it was time, she ripped it open, and pulled the Y clamps free. She was pleasantly surprised at the weight, much heavier than she had expected. Examining one of the clips, she opened it, and gingerly fastened it onto her left nipple. She gasped at the delicious pain, and her thighs rubbed together in anticipation. Quickly she attached the second clip, crying out.

“Oh fuck yes.” She stood, letting the chain hang from her tits, “God, it feels wonderful” she thought, and unable to contain herself; slipping her hand between her thighs. Stroking her wet pussy. She whispered hoarsely to the photo.

“The third clip Sir, that is yours, for you to attach, this subbie will await her Master”s pleasure Sir.”

Parting her lips, she slowly pushed her finger inside, feeling every millimetre, as it entered her sex. Her inner muscle was gripping at her finger, trying to pull it in, deeper. Sliding it in and out, she started to masturbate, eyes closed, her legs shaking, then two fingers, crying out as the spasms started deep inside her. Feeling them build, letting the eruption take its own course. Her body tensed, and she screamed, as her orgasm hit her, shaking her legs that much, that she collapsed back onto the chair. Her eyes filled with tears at the deliciousness of it. Her fingers dripping with the sweet nectar, as she smiled at him, breathing heavily, wishing that it were he, his fingers that had just delighted her so much. Gradually she calmed, and licked her fingers, as she stared at David”s eyes. Then spoke again to him.

“I hope that you are pleased with missy Sir, and that she brought you great pleasure.”

She removed the clips from her nipples, dropping the Y camp back into the drawer. Before gently massaging each nipple, and lifting her tits to lick them softly, then smiled at the photo.

She used the towel to clean herself up a little, and started thinking about the photos that she would take for him. She checked her closet, the special one, eventually pulling out a red silk corset, trimmed in black, she had it specially made, to fit her narrow waist, and DD tits. She was sure that Sir Pleasure would like it. Laying the corset on her bed, she opened another draw, and removed a pair of seamed black silk stockings. Next she went to the lounge, returning with her digital camera, and the small tripod, and set it up on her dressing table. Sitting on the bed, she pulled the tight corset around her body, as she laced it up, the tighter the better, to show off her magnificent breasts. Slipping the laces through the eyelets, then pulling tight, keeping the tension going. When she was finished, she walked to the dressing table, admiring the sensual beauty of this garment. How her brown nipples just peeked out, her pink shaven pussy, wet and moist, standing out against the red and black.

“Mmm, that will do nicely Sir.” She said quietly, and returned to the bed. She slowly put on both of the stockings, fastening the to the corset, knowing how well they showed off her long legs. Turning to look back at the mirror, getting the seams perfectly straight. One final touch was all that was required, the four-inch high-heeled red “come fuck me” shoes. Standing in front of the mirror, she slowly spun around, twisting her neck to check all was as it should be.

She looked again at him.

“God Sir, you make me so fucking horny, and that is what I need Sir, a good fucking, anywhere and everywhere. I want you to get that sweet ass of yours over here, and FUCK MY BRAINS OUT, NOW”

She sighed softly, knowing that the impossible would not happen, as she walked towards the camera. Katrina was pleased now that she had spent the extra money, and purchased a top of the range digital camera. It had everything, 5 million pixels, zoom lens, remote control, and a stack of other features she had yet to try. She placed a small make up mirror on a stand, behind the camera, to enable her to see the screen, as she positioned it. Making sure that the full width of her bed was in picture. She checked the manual once more, on how to take timer delayed photos, using the remote, and then went to sit on the bed. Her first pose was quite sedate, legs crossed, hiding her naked pussy, and one hand against her cheek. She immediately checked the picture, and to her great relief, discovered it was exactly as she planned. She smiled to herself, thinking,

“OK, that one is out of the way, now for the good stuff.”

Chuckling softly, she climbed onto the bed, kneeling to face the camera. Pressing the remote control button, and knowing she had twenty seconds to pose, she placed a hand either side of her breasts, pushing them together, as she licked her lips. Smiling as sexily as she could at the camera. A series of decidedly more and more erotic pictures followed. Kneeling showing her ass, legs together, then parted, hoping her pussy was in view. Finally, she faced the camera, grinning into it as she fingered herself, and then licked her hand lasciviously. She hoped that he would like them, when he eventually got to see them, that is. Quickly she downloaded the photos, adjusted the colour and brightness on a few, and then saved them all. It was time for sleep, and sensual dreams.

The following evening, Dave was again in the chat room early, and was welcomed by all present, which pleased him greatly, as he was now feeling that they had accepted him. Lord Dragon spoke to him,

“SP, it is my understanding that you will be here in New York, on Saturday the 17th, is that correct my friend?”

“Yes LD, I will be there then, on 7th Avenue all being well.”

“Good” replied Lord Dragon, “We have been talking SP, and that date is when we hold our monthly get together, and BDSM show. Normally there is a $25 charge, but, we would be honoured Sir, if you could attend as our special guest for the evening.”

Dave was dumbstruck for a moment, speechless even. This was such a surprise, but, a very pleasant one too.

“Sir” he replied, “The honour will be mine, nothing would delight me more, than to be able to meet all the lovely people here, and interact with them. I thank you from the bottom of my heart.”

“Lady Leather then spoke to Dave,

“Do you think you might be able to find someone to show you where we are, an unattached sub maybe?”

She qualified the statement, saying to him that she was smiling. He was not offended, realising this was just gentle ribbing, and they knew how attracted he was to missymay. They chatted for a while, as Dave kept watching for Trina, hoping that she would be early, and they could spend some quality time together. After about half an hour he saw missymay`s name on his screen, and he smiled broadly as he saw her say “Hello Sir Pleasure”

Trina, hoping that she would be early, and they could spend some quality time together. After about half an hour he saw missymay`s name on his screen, and he smiled broadly as he saw her say “Hello Sir Pleasure”

He responded immediately,

“Hello missy, how are you love”

No one else in the room mattered now, as they entered their own private world.

And of course it was, once they started to send private messages, invisible to all others in the chat room. Dave told Trina about the invite to the club meeting, and teased her a little, saying.

“I have no idea if there is anyone who will take me though, for there is no way I can attend on my own, in a strange city, and at night too.”

Trina smiled, realising what his game was, and decided to play along.

“Yes Sir,” she replied, “I can see the problem that you have, for you do not know anyone here at all, do you Sir? Maybe you should ask in the room Sir?”

Dave sat at his PC, grinning to himself; able to see the how she was playing along in his little game.

“Is there anyone here that would like to take me too the Club meeting a week Saturday?”

He said in the open chat room.”

The room members greeted this with numerous chuckles and giggles. Finally it was Lord Dragon King who spoke.

“SP my friend, if we were to suggest anything like that, I think that a certain sub here, would be inclined to become suddenly violent. There is of course only one who can accompany you, isn”t there missymay?”

Dave returned to his private conversation with Trine, asking her.

“So missymay, what exactly happens at these get togethers, do we just sit around drinking and talking?”

“Oh no Sir, we usually all arrive by eight, have a couple of drinks and chat with each other, then at 9 the show begins.”

“A show, oh that is good, I do like shows, does somebody sing, or something like that?”

Trina laughed out loud when she saw his words, and was still giggling as she responded.

“Oh no Sir, not that kind of show, it is usually a BDSM exhibition, by some of our members, or visitor, it can be quite, err, how should I put this? Quite arousing Sir, and please forgive me for blushing.”

Dave smiled now; this was the exact direction that he had been hoping the conversation would follow.

“Arousing, my oh my, now that does sound interesting. Now there is a thought, you aroused. I can just picture you, sitting there, squirming slightly as you rub your thighs together, trying to look perfectly normal.”

Trina smiled as she read his words, thinking to herself,

“Aroused you don”t know the half of it my friend, but you will, you surely will.”

She thought very carefully before replying, not wanting to seem too eager, yet to hint how much she was aroused, just talking to him, with his picture propped up against her monitor.

“Yes Sir, you are right of course, given the right circumstances, this submissive can become aroused very quickly.”

“That is interesting love, I wonder what those circumstances are, because to be honest, the thought of you, sitting there, nipples hard and becoming damp, arouse me also. In fact it is a little uncomfortable here right now.”

Trina felt a little shudder run through herself, as she read his words, he was saying his cock was hardening, just talking to her. If only he knew, she was quivering in front of her computer; nipples rock hard, and pushing against her robe. Her pussy was almost dripping in anticipation at this man.

“Sir, now you are making me blush, for I too am uncomfortable also.”

Dave smiled, he knew he had her then, she was wet, he had absolutely no doubt about that, nut he decided to make it last a little longer.

“Oh missy, I meant to ask, did you receive my photograph, and is it OK?”

“Oh Sir, it is more than OK, you are very handsome Sir, and, lowering my eyes, I hope you don”t mind, but I printed it Sir, and am looking at you right now.”

Dave wondered if she would respond, send him something, and asked her straight out.

“Tell me, do you have a photograph I could see missy?”

“Of course Sir, I took some last night, especially for you, and now I am blushing again. Would you like me to send you one Sir?”

“Blushing missy, why is that, they are only photographs?”

” I fear I may have got a little carried away Sir, but for now, I will just send one of my face, if you don”t mind that is?”

Of course he didn”t mind, she had virtually told him that more, explicit probably, were on offer, and he wasted no time in agreeing with her. Trina had already prepared the one she was sending, it showed her in a good light, with a hint of her rampant sexual need in her eyes. She sent his e-mail, with the picture attached, and waited nervously for his response. It didn”t take long.

“Wow Trina, you are gorgeous, your eyes, oh my God your eyes, they are beautiful, and your lips, oh yes your lips, all I can think of is what I want to do to them. Wow again, thank you missy, thank you very much indeed.”

As she read his words, she almost had an involuntarily orgasm. He liked her! If only he knew how much she liked him, desired him, wanted him, and his cock. Wanted him to fuck her all day and night, but she dare not say that, not yet anyway.

“Is that how you look now missy? With your face looking so beautiful? Your make up so perfect? God I want to kiss you, as I just kissed my screen, to lick your lips and, oh dear. I am sorry, I got a little carried away there.”

She smiled, knowing then that they would soon be very close; exactly what she had wanted since he first appeared on her screen.

“Unfortunately not Sir, I showered as soon as I came home, and here I am, as soon as I could get here, in my robe sir, no make up at all I am afraid.”

“Ah missy, I am sure you are beautiful whatever you wear, and I would still want to kiss you. A bath robe, that sounds nice, and does that mean that you are naked underneath missy?”

“Sir, you have me blushing again, but yes, naked I am, and squirming a little also, and blushing bright red now.”

“Oh my missy, the thought of you there, your robe falling open, and a hard pert nipple peeping out, you have no idea what that is doing to me, what I want to do, how I wish I was in NYC right now.”

“Oh God Sir, you must be psychic, can you see me? As that came on the screen, I was touching my nipple, feeling the hardness, and sending shivers through my body, what are you doing to me Sir?”

Dave sighed softly, for he could see it was almost 2.30am, and he had to be up at 6.

“Whatever it is, I like it missy, very much, but, sadly, I have to leave you. I must sleep now it is so late. Please say you will be here tomorrow, and please, send me a mail for when I awaken.”

Trina sighed quietly, how she hated the time difference between them, five whole hours.

“Yes Sir, I will be here, if you so wish, and I will send you an e-mail. Would you like to hear about the last show, at the club I wonder?”

“Yes missy, that would be lovely, but now I must go, leaving you soft sweet kisses, on those delicious lips, Goodnight my love.”

As Trina read his word, she could feel the tears welling up inside of her, this man was special; she just knew that he was. She wished him goodnight, leaving him a kiss, and logged out of the chat. She had work to do, e-mail, and, just maybe a photo of her nipple, were to be sent to England.

Dave logged out, and sat for a few moments, he wanted to do something for her, write something, something very individual for her. It had been a long time since he had written anything like that, particularly poetry, but this lady was something else. She excited him, without even trying to, just being with her turned him on so much, as he closed his eyes, the words started to flow, and inside ten minutes it was done, and he decided to send it to her, before he slept.

He typed out the mail quickly, using the subject line just to say

“For you missymay.”

Mine

Will they be?

Lips cherry red and fulsome bound

Might I lick to adore

And kiss

To implore

Mine,

Soon be mine

Evermore

Lips

Pink and smooth

Set through passions groove

See the damp

For to clamp on my soul

Slowly immerse

Through the orgasm verse

Taste so fine

Drink the wine

Soon be mine

He signed the mail with love from Sir P, then retired to dream of her, and took care of his raging hard on.

Trina sat there, looking at the screen, yet seeing nothing, her pussy almost pulsing as the desire to orgasm filled her completely. She could wait no longer, and slipped her hand between her thighs, into the wetness that awaited her. Pushing her finger inside, as deep as she could, then pressing against the inner wall as she located her G spot, and that was all it took, as the spasms began to tear at her body, and she screamed out his name.

“DAVE, come fuck me Dave, now Dave, now.”

The orgasm wracked her body, her head shaking from side to side as she cried out. It was the hardest and longest she had had in long time. Gradually she subsided, smiled to herself, and wondered what it was about this man, why did he excite her so much? All day long she had been wet, just thinking about him. She heard someone in the office say the name Dave, her heart skipped a beat. She knew that this was different, not at all like the other times, frantic cyber sex for a while, the odd phone sex, and then the discovery. The lies, the cheating, but she knew that he was different, and this time she would meet the man who had taken her heart. For yes, he surely had, and she made a vow, there would be no cyber, no phone, nothing, until this wonderful sex God, planted his feet in the USA.

She heard a pinging noise from her PC, it meant new mail, eyes filled with hope she quickly checked, smiling as she saw it was from Him. She opened it, read his words, and sat stunned, at the beauty of them, the eroticism, and the love, and she started to cry. She knew, this was more than just sex, she was falling, headlong and at breakneck speed, but what was more, she was very happy to do so. Composing herself as best she could, she replied, just a simple thank you, but attaching a photograph, the one she had promised, she had cropped it down. Choosing the one where her breast had slipped out of the corset, the nipple shining hard and dark. The picture showed just the top of her corset, and her nipple, begging to be licked and sucked, She was sure it would excite him, and sent it to him straight away. The n she opened another photo, of her sitting on the bed, with her arms stretched out to support herself, and her legs wide apart. She could see how her pussy glistened, and obviously dripping wet, but far too much for him to see yet. She cropped the photograph, leaning only the corset on show, hardly an inch of flesh in sight, and sent it to Dave, with a short note.

“Want to see more sir.” Sighing softly to herself, she decided that the BDSM show could wait until another time, and she went to bed.

Dave woke quite early the following morning, which surprised, but it did mean that he would get 20 minutes to check his e-mails first. He turned on the computer, and went to wait in the kitchen, for the kettle to boil, bringing his morning cuppa into the lounge. Two e-mails from Trina, a perfect start to his day he thought, as he opened the first one, then stopped dead in his tracks, when he saw Trina”s hard nipple appearing before him. It was beautiful, swollen, hard and round, god he wanted to lick it, and bite on it. He saved the photo, and then enlarged it as much as he could without any distortion, before printing. He watched as it slowly progressed from the printer, his cock rock hard already beneath his dressing gown. He could not stop himself, and started to stroke it, looking at Tuna”s nipple, and thinking about what he wanted to do to her. It wasn”t long before he felt his muscles tensing, his shoulders pulling inwards, as the sperm tried desperately to escape from his balls, and scream along his cock to freedom. He closed his eyes, hissing, “Yes” as the release finally came, and he spurted jets of cum, all over the photograph. It was a minute or so before he realised what he had done, he had ruined it, or so he thought. Until an idea crept into his mind, he too would take some photos, this evening, as he waited for her, but, in the meantime, he would take one now. A photo of his seed, all over Trina”s nipple, and sent it to her straightaway. It didn”t take long with the digital camera, and he soon had the photo on its way too her, smiling to himself, at such a good start to his day. It was only then that he remembered the second e-mail from her, and opened it. A corset, she was wearing a corset, he loved corsets, and stockings too, or hose as the yanks called them. Did he want to see more?

“Too fucking right I do” he said out loud, and replied to her mail with a resounding “YES” Now he was really happy, as he started to get ready for work.

Trina also checked her mail, as soon as she was up, two from Dave, smiling as she opened his reply to “want to see more.” The answer she had expected of course, a resounding yes, but he would have to wait, she wanted to enjoy teasing him while she still had the chance.

The other mail was called, my gift on yours.” that made her wonder as she opened it, and, for a few seconds, she could not understand what the marks were, on the picture of her nipple. And then it dawned on her, it was he, Dave, he had cum all over her photograph. She was in shock, surprised that not only had he done it, but he had sent it too her as well. She just stared at it for a while, trying to decipher it. Composing herself, she again looked at the photo, and realised what he was saying to her, he wanted to do this, for real. It was then that she smiled, thinking to herself,

“Yes Dave, when you are in New York, mmmmm.”

That evening after Dave had showered and eaten, he again got the camera out, and sat in front of the computer, trying to decide exactly what photos to take for Trina. He stripped off, standing naked, looking at the picture of Trina”s nipple, his cock rising to the occasion. Holding the camera at arms length, he took some photos of his torso, smiling into the camera. He had no qualms about showing his body; it was quite muscular, as he played squash at the gym twice a week. Then he sat down, closed his eyes, and started thinking about Trina, imaging that she was there with him, sitting on his face, as she sucked his cock. He could almost feel her there; taste the sweet pussy he was sure she had. His cock was throbbing now, hard hot and rigid in his hand, and he knew, now was the time to take the photographs. He took a series of photos, from various angles, trying to show his cock to its best advantage. He knew the particular picture he wanted, but was unsure if he could get, as he stroked himself, faster and faster, thinking of missy in her corset, his breath coming in short gasps as he neared orgasm. Pumping furiously with his right hand, he placed the left over the head of his cock, he didn”t want his cum spurting everywhere, finally in a shudder of earthquake proportions he came, crying out as his cream shot forth, hitting his hand, and dripping back onto his hard bright red cock. Grabbing the towel he had close by, he wiped his left hand as best he could, and picked up the camera, taking the photos he wanted. He downloaded his efforts, some of them were out of focus, or didn”t show his complete shaft, but, he had the one he wanted. His hand, wrapped around his hard stiff cock, and cum slowly tricking form the opening, and down the shaft. He hoped that she would like it, and not be disgusted with him. Dave cleaned himself up, and popped on a t-shirt and his boxers, as he waited for her to arrive online.

Trina rushed home from work, as fast as she could, wanting to be with him for as long as possible. She had never known a day when she had been so horny and wet, all day long as she had this day. One thought had kept running through her mind, rubbing his cum into her tits, and then tasting him on her fingers, she just knew he would taste delicious, wanted him to do this to her, and to fuck her stupid all night long. She dashed into the house, dropped her bag and stripped down to her thong, before turning on her computer. He was there, in the chatroom, just talking in general, but gave her a big hug as she entered. Smiling at the screen, she responded, and exchanged hellos with her friends. Dave sent her a private message, enquiring if she had Yahoo Messenger on her PC. Not many seconds later, they were talking in private. He sent her a kiss, and a thank you for both photos, and Trina blushed, as she too thanked him for his, telling him how delicious it looked, and saying to him,

“Please forgive this subbie Sir, but she wanted to lick her screen when I saw the photo.”

Dave smiled to himself “No more than I did missy, when I saw your beautiful nipple. And the corset, oh yes, I love corsets, you asked if I want to see more, mmmmm, yes please, but first I will send you something through Yahoo.”

He had the picture ready, it was of him naked, but cut off just above his genitals, he wasn”t sending her his cock just yet. It didn”t take long for the photo to reach her, and she sent him a big smile, saying to him.

“Oh Sir, you are so handsome, and your body, what I can see of it, is so tanned and muscular, you have me sighing in anticipation Sir.”

Dave reminded her of the question she had asked in the e-mail, about wanting to see more, and then accepted the file she was sending to him. As soon as it was downloaded he opened it, looking at her, in wonderment. She was dressed in the corset, with heels and stockings, sitting on the edge of the bed, a playful smile upon her lips, with her hand resting upon her crossed legs. He could not tell if she was wearing panties or not, but that did not really matter, she was gorgeous, delicious, and he wanted her, very much, and very soon. He told her how beautiful she looked, how desirable, and the effect s she was having upon his anatomy.

“I want to be with you missy, there, right now, sitting beside you.”

“Yes Sir, I wish the same, but we are so far apart, 5 hours and many, many miles separate us. But, in a few days time Sir?”

Dave smiled, in a few days yes, she would be his, to hold, kiss and make love to, God how he wanted her.

“You do know I want to make love to you, don”t you missy?”

“Yes Sir, the feeling is mutual, and if I may be so bold Sir?”

“Yes missy, you may”

” I want you here, beside me, inside me, oh dear, I am blushing now, please forgive me Sir.”

Dave smiled, and responded to her. “There is nothing to forgive missy, we share the same desires and lust, we could play here, cyber sex I mean, but I don”t think so. We just have a few more days of anticipation, of the need and yearning building. It is now Tuesday, I leave here at 10am Friday, and it is not long my love, not long at all.”

Dave thought for a few seconds, and then asked if she would like to see more of him also. He knew she would say yes, and sent a photo that he had cropped a little. It showed his cock, hard and hot, as he pressed it against his belly with one finger, and waited, hoping she would be suitably impressed. She did not disappoint him, telling him how beautiful his cock was, how she wanted to hold it, kiss it and lick all over the shaft. H e sat there, for a few moments, eyes closed, his hand around his cock, dreaming and hoping. When he reopened his eyes, he saw that she was sending him a file, which he quickly accepted. Watching the screen intently, as the picture slowly appeared. He could see her face, a sexy smile greeting him, and then her shoulders came into view, silky smooth by the looks of them. Finally, he saw her hands, and her breasts that were peeking out of the corset, she was holding her nipples, tugging on them. As the rest of the photo was revealed, he could see that her stocking clad legs were cleverly crossed, restricting his view somewhat.

“God almighty” he thought, “That looks so sexy.” He wanted to be there, to lick and bite her nipples; his cock was so hard now in his boxers, straining to be free.

“Mmmmm Missy, that is a wonderful photo, you look gorgeous, delicious, good enough o eat even.”

“Oh Sir, you have me blushing again, oh my, eat Sir, oh my oh my, that does sound interesting. Perhaps we could even share a meal sometime?”

“Oh missy, I am certain we will, when I am in your city, I just know that we will share so much, so very much.”

“I do hope so Sir, and I am so looking forward to that.”

Dave sent her another pic, holding his cock in his hand, obviously in a state of great excitement, droplets of precum on the head. Exactly as it was now, he had taken it in his hand, stroking as he used the keyboard one handed.

“Oh God Master, you have no idea what you are doing to me, I am dripping here, wet through, wanting you, and your wonderful cock, I want to cum Sir, right now, please Sir, let me cum.”

Dave smiled to himself, thinking, “You want to cum, oh fuck Trina, so do I love, so fucking bad, all over your tits and face, fuck yes.”

A window opened on the screen, would he accept a file, he didn”t even think about it, just clicked on OK and waited. Then he saw her, sitting on her bed, legs spread wide, and her pink wet pussy, shining in the light, the soft folds of skin around her clit. He closed his eyes, squeezing his cock to hold back, crying out, “Oh fuck, that is beautiful.”

Trina was in a world of her own now, delighting in tantalizing him, with her photos from the night before. And he was responding, doing exactly the same to her, teasing each other, taking each other to the edge. “God how I love this” she thought to herself, and wondered, “does he want me, as much as I want him? Does he know how my pussy aches for him, is begging him to come and fuck it? Does he?”

Almost before he had had time to think of a response, another pic arrived, it was a close up, of her middle finger inside her pussy, as the two either side parted her lips. He could not hold back anymore, pumping his throbbing cock, and cumming as hard as he had done in a long time. Trina asked if he was OK, waiting for an answer from him.

“Yes missy, I am fine, and I think I am in paradise, your photographs, oh my missy, they do things to me, they are so beautiful. I want it to be Friday now, please God, now.”

” I know what you mean Sir, I am very aroused here also, I want to cum, Sir, lease say I can cum, I know we said we wouldn”t do this, but I cant help myself, your cock, is so beautiful, I want it Sir, inside me, everywhere, God I need to CUM, PLEASE let me cum Sir.”

“Not yet missy, I will send you the final photograph, you are to look at it, think exactly what you will do with it, and then, you can cum, and only then.”

He sent the photo of his cum, dribbling down his shaft, and he waited. Not a word from her for 5 minutes, until, finally, she said.

” I am shaking Sir, tingling all over, that photograph, oh dear, as soon as I saw it, I came, as hard as I ever have before. Oh Sir, that is what I want to see, my Lord, my Master, cumming for me, over and over, and over me. I am sorry if I am speaking out of turn Sir, but my emotions are so powerful right now.”

Dave smiled, he knew she was falling for him, and if he was being honest, he thought that he was falling for her too, but it was still a little early for such talk.

“It is fine missy, I know how strong emotions can be, but they are something for when we meet, not here. And now, and missy, I am afraid I have some bad news for you, I wont be here again this week. I have to drive up to the Scottish borders tomorrow, stay overnight. I won”t be home until late Thursday, and have to be up at 5 on Friday. So, the next time we speak, we will be together missy.”

Trina was stunned, and this was so unexpected, that tears formed in her eyes, she could not see to type for a moment, until she wiped her eyes.

“Oh Sir, that has left me feeling quite sad. How am I going to manage for almost 3 days without you? Damn, I hate England being so far away. At least there is one good thing, I have booked Friday off work, and will be waiting for you at JFK.”

“YOU WILL? How wonderful, I want to kiss you now though, take you in my arms and devour you, make you mine, all of you. Sigh, but I cant. I must go now, it is so late, and Scotland is over 300 miles away. I will see you on Friday my love. I am just going to go, if I don”t, well, you know, goodnight, kiss.”

And he was gone. Trina looked at the screen, seeing the message that he had logged off, and wondered. What was it about this man, why did he excite her so? She had not told him, but when she saw the picture of his cock, of his cumming, she could not help herself, she had squirted as she came. That had only ever happened once before, when she was masturbating, and yet, this man, in just a few days, had made it happen again. She turned off the computer, her night was over now, there was nothing without him, she decided to look, and decide what to wear for him on Friday, knowing that this would be a very special day in her life.

On his way up to Scotland, Dave stopped in to the city of Leeds for lunch, and checked his city map, to find the shop he wished to visit. There was no way he could arrive in New York, with at least one gift for Trina, and he had searched out the shop on his PC at 6am, before leaving home. He knew exactly what he wanted, a peephole bra and thong set, in black lace, and a long red dress, slit to the hip, with a very revealing neckline, for Trina to wear on Saturday night. It was expensive, very expensive, but he knew that she was worth every penny. The next two days were a blur really; he threw himself into his work, not allowing his mind to be distracted by thoughts of the coming weekend. Then before he knew it, it was Friday morning, and he was in the departure lounge, waiting to board his flight, business class of course, 8 hours is a long time to be in an uncomfortable seat, as economy seats surely were. He tried to doze a little during the flight, knowing that by 9pm New York time, his body would think it was 2am. After what seemed to be an interminable length of time to Dave, they finally touched down at JFK, exactly on schedule at 1pm local time. As Dave left the plane, and headed for immigration and the baggage hall, he felt incredibly nervous, which surprised him, for he had always been a confident man, but this, it was different, very different. It was at least another hour and a half before he finally emerged into the arrivals area, and looked around. His heart dropped a little, so many people here, yet he could not see her anywhere. Just as he was thinking about getting a yellow cab, he saw someone pushing through the crowd, then realised it was Trina, and she was running, a big smile on her face, running to him with her arms outstretched. He dropped his luggage, and held his own arms out, as she fell into them, and started kissing his face.

“It is you, you! You are here, at last, oh my God yes, you are here.”

He gently took hold of her face, looked into her eyes, and whispered,

“Missy, you are so beautiful love, and today has gone on forever, so, kiss me, please, now.”

They stood there, two lovers in a lovers embrace, totally oblivious to the world around them. Arms entwined, lips enmeshed, and tongues entangled, for what must have been five minutes. Slowly the kiss ended, and they just stood there, like two teenagers, smiling at each other. Finally Dave spoke,

“Err, I think we had better make a move Trina.”

She giggled at him, nodding, and said, “the car is over here Sir”, and walked beside him, desperate to hold his hand, but he was carrying a bag and pulling his case.

She spoke to him as they walked, “I am afraid that I will only be able to drop you off at the hotel. I took the day off work, just for you, and then this morning my Dad called. Mom is not well at all, and I have to drive upstate to see her. I will give you my phone number, and you can call me later, Sir, if you like, I should be back by nine.” Dave”s heart sank a little at that moment, for he had been hoping, just her and him.

He sighed softly, I understand Trina, I too have parents, and I love them as deeply as I am sure you do yours. We have a full week ahead of us my love, so what is a few hours.”

When they reached the car, he put his case and bag in what she called the trunk, first removing a bag from his hand luggage, and then got into her car. She looked across at him, smiled, and started the car, negotiating her way out of the airport.

It was a 45-minute drive to the hotel, and as Manhattan is always busy, there were no shortcuts. They chatted all the way, she pointing out various places, he telling her about where he lived, and the differences between their countries. As they talked, he looked at her, the beautiful face he had come to know, now in profile as she watched the traffic. Her breasts, seeing the soft swell beneath her clothing, and imagining freeing them, her long slim legs, He had to stop, and control himself, but he wanted her so much, turning his head, he watched the city as it slipped by the window. Finally they were on 55th, and she stropped outside the hotel, a porter coming out to get Dave”s bags. He leaned across to kiss her, a slow tender kiss, which needed no words, as he felt her melting into his arms. Breaking from the kiss, he whispered in her ear, I have something for you, in the bag I am leaving. One is for the meeting, the other is for you to decide when to wear.”

He kissed her on the cheek, and was gone, waving as he entered the hotel. She opened the bag, saw the dress, touched it, immediately aroused at the sensation, the thought that he had bought it for her, she could not wait to get home and see it properly, and the other gift also. With one last look at the entrance, she drove away, heading north and smiling to herself, knowing deep down, that this man was something very special.

Dave checked into his room, put all his clothes away, and headed for the coffee shop, he now had a few hours to kill before 9pm. The waitress was very helpful, telling him how to get to Times Square, and then Central Park in the other direction. H e walked for ages that evening, taking in the places he had only heard about, and seen in the movies, Times Square, Central Park, Bloomingdale”s, he even located the Hard Rock Café, close by the hotel. Returning to his room, he saw that it was almost 9, and soon he could ring Trina. “What a shame it was that her mother was ill,” he thought, wondering if they would have been in bed together by now, had that not been the case. The room was very warm, and Dave stripped down to his boxers, before lying on the bed, and watching TV as he waited for 9.30.

Trina arrived back at her apartment at 8.40, rushing inside, not wanting to miss Dave”s call. The first thing she did, was to open the bag that he had left in the car for her, and to pull out the dress. She was stunned, it was quite beautiful, and so soft, and she knew instinctively how sensual it would feel against her skin, with her naked underneath. It was certainly not designed to be worn with underwear. Smiling softly, as she felt the feelings of arousal running through her body, she carefully hung it in the closet. She then opened the second package, gasping in surprise when she saw the label. How did he know? She had been toying with the idea of buying some, the only thing stopping her being; she had no one to wear them for. Smiling she went to shower, thinking to herself, “Sir, you are about to have a big surprise.”

By 9.25, Dave could wait no longer, and picking up the phone, he dialled Trina”s number. One ring, and she picked up the phone, with an enquiring “Hello?”

Dave was delighted to hear her voice again, and after saying hello, asked how her mother was. She told him that she was actually fine, it had been a bit of a false alarm, and she was doing well.

Then she thanked him for the gifts, saying softly, “Thank you Sir, so very much for the dress, it is beautiful, and hanging in my closet, ready for the meeting tomorrow, it looks so expensive, and you really shouldn”t have.”

Dave would have none of it, telling her it was a pleasure, to be able to buy something nice, for one as beautiful as she. Then he enquired if she liked the underwear set.

“Oh yes Sir, I love it, indeed I almost bought something similar recently, and now I am blushing again.”

“Oh little missy, no need to blush, Sir is delighted to make you happy with his gifts, and cannot wait to see you in them.”

“Then Sir should see me now,” she replied ” I am lying on my bed, wearing the underwear, talking to a very special man on my phone, does that please you Sir?”

Dave smiled, and spoke to her again, “That sounds lovely missy, I too am lying on a bed. Holding a phone, and just wearing my underwear, how about that!

I wish I could see you, see your nipples peeping through the slits in the bra, mmmmm, what a thought that is missy.”

Trina smiled to herself, if only he knew, what did she mean, if only, she was going to tell him. “Yes Sir, they are peeping out, and they are hard Sir, hard and, erect, just for you Sir.”

“That is so erotic missy, and I am pleased to hear you say it, but, as much as I want you, want them, to make them mine. We must wait; our destiny is tomorrow, not this day. Even though I am desperate for you, want you, need you, we cannot,”

Trina sighed softly, running her fingers over her nipples, and spoke quietly to him, her voice filled with passion. “I know Sir, but I want you so much, I want to feel your hands on me, I want to take me use me, anything you want Sir, I am soaking wet, all day long, just thinking about you. That photograph Sir, where you are cumming, I want to be there, to pleasure my Master, to fulfil His every desire. Oh God this hurts so much, the yearning and wanting, I need to be fucked by You Sir, long and hard, please forgive my being so forward, I cannot help it, I want you,”

Dave was a little taken aback at first, by this totally unexpected outburst, but realised quickly, that she felt exactly as he did. “I know missy, we both want this, badly, but we must wait, the pleasure will be increased tenfold, a hundredfold, by our patience, trust me missy, trust me.”

“I do Sir, with every inch of myself, and I know that when we do, it will be wonderful, but that does not take away the pain, and the need to cum, Damn, I am blushing now Sir, please forgive me.”

Dave listened to her, her soft voice sending shivers through him. Did she not realise how much he wanted to take her, make her his, body and soul, he thought to himself. Then he spoke again, “I know missy, and you are not alone, feelings cannot be held back, I want you as much, if not more than you want me my lovely, I do, I truly do. But now, your Master is very tired, I have been awake for 23 hours, and I must sleep soon. To awaken refreshed, for what will almost certainly be a very big day.”

Trina had forgotten about the time difference, just happy that he was here, then she realised, it was 3,30 in the morning for him. She smiled as she spoke to him.

“Yes Sir, my Lord, I realise it is very late for you, and I curtsey before you Sir, supplicating myself, for you. I too will sleep, and see you at ten in the morning. May I kiss you goodnight Sir.”

Dave also smiled, saying to her, “I thought you would never ask.”

“Oh, and Sir, may I give you a surprise, about tomorrow Sir?”

“Certainly you may, I love surprises missy.”

“I will pick you up at the hotel, at 10am, for a tour of the city in a limousine Sir, and then take you to the Hard Rock Café for lunch. Will that please You Sir?”

“That pleases me very much, very much indeed missy, thank you. And now, I must sleep, so it is time to say our goodnights.”

It took at least five minutes for them to say goodnight, neither wanting to leave, but knowing that they must. He finally disconnected, and Trina put the phone down, she had tears in her eyes, not of sorrow, but of joy. Again she looked at the photograph she had printed earlier in the day. Of Him, His cock, hard and red, with his seed seeping out and down the shaft. She closed her eyes, her hand sliding quickly to her sex, the moment she touched herself, the spasms started, shaking her body, as she cried out in ecstasy. Head rocking from side to side, as the pleasure consumed her very being, and she called his name, screaming almost. Afterwards she sat there, almost content, but not quite, she needed him, not just the thought of him, to fulfil her deep longing and yearning, and tomorrow, she would have him. She sat for a while, thinking what she would wear for the trip round the city, absent-mindedly stroking and tweaking her still hard nipples, suddenly she smiled, thinking to herself, “of course, I will wear the peep hole set, and my dress with the full length zip.”

And she quickly removed the garments, and took them to the bathroom to rinse them through, before hanging them over the towel rail, safe in the knowledge that they would be dry in the morning, Trina nodded off that night, with soft gentle smile on her face, and with her mind at peace with the world.

On Saturday morning, Dave was awake and showered by 8am, and made his way down to the coffee shop, for a light breakfast. He sat by the window, watching the 7th Avenue traffic as it sped by, and was amazed at the number of yellow cabs that he saw. Trina had said there was something like 20,000 he thought, he could believe it now too. After breakfast, he returned to his room, tidying things away, making it presentable, just in case Trina came up, as he hoped she would. By 9.45 he was all finished, and sitting in the lobby of the hotel, awaiting her arrival. He was not sure what might happen after the previous evening, but the expectancy of something very special would not go away,

“Am I falling in love?” he wondered. He heard Trina before he saw her, asking at the desk for Mr David Christopher, and quickly rose from his seat to greet her.

It was more formal, and then the way she had greeted him in the airport, just a gentle kiss on the cheek, and a soft smile.

She smiled, and said quietly, “Our limousine awaits us Sir.”

Dave nodded. And followed he rout of the hotel, watching from behind as she walked in front of hem. She was wearing a dress, with a knee length skirt, not tight, maybe even plenty of access he thought. A large black gentleman, in a peaked cap, held the door open for them, as they climbed inside, to settle back into the luxury. When the car started to glide away, missymay turned to face him, with her eyes lowered, and spoke to him.

“Sir, the driver is under instruction to take us on a two hour tour of the tourist sites. He is only to stop, if we request it through the intercom, and he is to deliver us to the Hard Rock Café at noon.”

“Very good missy, your Master is impressed.”

“Would you like a drink form the bar Sir?”

“No thank you missy>”

“A cigar Sir?”

“No thank you missy.”

“Is there anything you would like Sir?”

“Yes missy, as a matter of fact here is. I would like you to kiss me.” And he smiled broadly at her, as he placed a finger under her chin to lift her head. She fell into his arms, as he kissed her tenderly, a lovers kiss, soft and probing, lasting forever seemingly. They came up for air, and she smiled, looking into his eyes, and whispering softly

“Thank you my Lord.” Then she kissed him again, slipping her tongue between his lips, this kiss much deeper, and passionate, His hands were all over her back, caressing and stroking, as missy caressed his chest, her hand gradually lowering until it rested on his hardening man hood. She squeezed it a little, and, breaking from the kiss, looked directly at him.

“May I Sir?”

Dave smiled, and nodded to her, then watched, as she bent over him, slowly pulling at the zipper in his pants, and taking hold of him, through his silk boxers.

Wrapping her hand around him, and working it up and down, feeling him hardening at her touch, she glanced up at him, smiled, and then covered the head with her mouth. Dave let out a low groan, how long he had been dreaming of this, and now here he was, in New York, with missy sucking his cock. Dave stretched out on the limo seat, watching as she raised her head, and pulled down his boxers, lifting his cock and his balls free. She smiled again, and started to lick on one of his balls, her eyes locked on his, as she took it between her lips, to suck it. He knew he would not be able to stand this for very long, his back was arching already, and he spoke to her, in a deep sensual voice.

“Suck it missy, take it all, and take my cum, take every last drop into your sweet mouth, NOW.”

She smiled, mouthing “yes Sir” to him, then opened her mouth over his cock, wrapping hi in her lips as she licked at him. Slowly, gradually, slipping deeper and deeper into her throat, until her face was pressed against his groin. He laid there, one hand on her head, twisting in her hair, almost paralysed in passion, as she started to suck, and to rub on his shaft. Placing both hands upon her head, with his hips thrusting at her, he cried out “Now Missy, now, oh fuck yesssssssssss.”

And he exploded into her throat, growling as his cum sped forth from his cock. Filling her throat, feeling her gag slightly, as she licked and sucked at him.

It was wonderful, her hands softly squeezing his balls, trying to drain every drop from him. He lay back, panting slightly, as she cleaned his cock, licking the droplets from the corner of her mouth, and smiling broadly at him.

“Thank you Sir, I have dreamed of this moment, since I first saw you, on my computer screen Sir, dressed in your dinner jacket.” And she lowered her eyes again.

“Come missy, ” he said “sit with me, while we talk,” holding her hand, as she took her seat beside him. “You may look at me; I want to see your eyes, as we talk. That was truly wonderful missy, and, I too had dreamed of such a thing, never believing it would happen. But here we are, in the middle of Manhattan, and all alone. I want to thank you pet, for this gift that you have bestowed upon me, in the manner which I now desire.” Smiling again, he reached out to touch her face, then slowly trailed his hand down, to the zipper at her throat. Gently pulling at it, letting her dress fall open, as he looked deep into her eyes. Knowing that what he could see, was not only lust, there was a deep love and longing for him there. Reaching the hem of her skirt, he used both hands to free the zip, and spread her dress wide, exposing her body, He gasped, looked at her quizzically, and then smiled.

“That pleases me greatly missy, you have chosen to wear my gift, for Me, I almost asked you to last night, but I got somewhat carried away with other matters.”

Missy blushed at this, and lowered her eyes again. “No sweet one, you must watch, I want you to see just how I pleasure you, adore you, and make you mine.”

He moved his hands to her tits, taking hold of both nipples at the same time, pinching them, and squeezing, as missy moaned softly. He stretched them out, feeling how hard they were, and shook her tits, smiling softly at her all the time.

“Mmmm, I see my little subbie likes her tits to be shaken, but there is just one thing we need to establish here, isn”t there missy?”

“There is Sir?” she enquired.

“Oh yes missy, there surely is. I, Your Master, am taking possession of you; your body is now mine missy, for my pleasure alone. Do you understand that missy?”

Trina looked deep into his eyes, smiling at him, and then whispering to him, saying softly, “Yes Sir, I understand perfectly.”

She did too, he was taking her as his own, she knew that she would now be his submissive, and nothing could have delighted her more at that moment. Cupping both of her breasts, le leaned towards her, and bit on each nipple, tugging and stretching, as missy moaned in pleasure, wanting to cum already, but holding back, until He commanded. He raised his head, smiled at her, and then opened her legs, looking closely at her sex, and then into her eyes, nodding gently. Wetting his finger, he touched her budding clit, just wiggling it, as she squirmed beneath him. He pulled his hand away, and commanded her to spread her pussy for him. Trina was in paradise; all of her dreams seemed to be coming true. Now she just wanted him to fuck her, to take her, make her scream in ecstasy as his big cock rammed into her. She pulled her pussy lips apart, as wide as she could, whispering hoarsely, “There my Lord, it is yours, all yours, take it please.”

David leaned forward, to get his first taste of this woman, this delectable creature, that had changed his life, and he wanted so much. Closing his eyes, he licked at her, feeling her shudder, as his tongue touched her. Tasting her, licking inside her lips, and then at her love hole. Trina could not contain herself, crying out to him.

“Oh Sir, fuck me please Sir, fuck me hard and long, please fuck me stupid and cum in my cunt, please.”

He lifted his head a little, looking into her eyes as he smiled, licking his lips to taste her juices. He said nothing, not a word, and slid his middle finger inside her, pushing it deep, and then withdrawing half of it. Still looking at her, as his index finger rubbed her clit from side to side. It was too much almost for Trina, she was now desperate to cum, and begged him for the release; she was now desperate for him to fuck her. The feeling of his finger, deep inside her, wishing it were that hard cock that she had so recently sucked upon. She sighed, and then moaned loudly, her passion taking her into the unknown. “Fuck me Sir, please Sir, take me now, anyway you want, and let me cum, PLEASE FUCK ME.”

Dave withdrew his finger, and looked deep onto her eyes, as he licked it slowly. He spoke quietly, “In a few moments my love, I will kiss your sweet open sex, and tell you when to cum, but fucking? That will be something very special, for when we are alone, after lunch, in the privacy of my room.”

Without giving her time to answer, he spread her pussy lips wide, and started licking the inside of them, sucking gently, as his as she started to shake beneath him. Lifting his head, he looked at her, she had her eyes closed, her mouth was open, and he knew she was on the edge of a long hard orgasm; he suddenly spoke harshly, rasping out the words.

“CUM missy, NOW FOR ME.”

Lowering his head quickly, to slip his tongue inside her love hole, feeling it grip him, she screamed, her orgasm overtaking her, out of control as the nectar gushed from her. Dave lapped at her sweetness, as her cunt flexed, and the wine poured forth. Licking, sucking, taking her juices deep into his throat. Easing back a little, he licked her slowly, her tight little ass, then the inside of her thighs, as the aftershocks ran through her. He smiled, and taking her face in her hands, kissed her, on the forehead, and then whispered to her. “I think maybe we should adjust our dress missy, it is almost noon.” She adjusted her dress, fastening the zipper, and snuggled close to him, happy and content, for now, in the arms of her man. The limo stopped outside the Hard Rock café, and the driver opened the door, to let them out. Dave was aware that the driver knew exactly what they had been doing, and delighted that he gave no hint of it. Just wishing them both a nice day, and smiling at Dave, as he thanked him for the $50 tip.

“Shall we look in the shop first?” asked Dave.

“Whatever you wish Sir,” replied Trina, walking through the door as he opened it for her. Dave chose some t-shirts, and two sweatshirts, for friends back in the UK, and as they stood at the desk, he whispered in her ear.

“My sweet, to be honest, I am not really that hungry, well, not for food anyway.”

She smiled knowingly,

“Might I suggest a gentle stroll back to the hotel Sir, to place the garments in your room?”

“A stroll,” whispered Dave, “fuck a stroll, I want to run, get there as quick as I can, and fuck you till we both collapse.”

Dropping the garments on the counter, they hurried from the shop, back onto 7th Avenue, and up to the hotel. Not quite running, but very close to it. They were lucky; an elevator was just emptying as they arrived, quickly taking it, and going up to the 21st floor.

He told her the room number, and as they dashed along the corridor, Trina was unzipping her dress, wanting to shout out to the world, that her man was going to fuck her at last. As Dave used the swipe card on the door lock, Trina was opening his pants, ant tugging at them; they almost fell into the room. Where Trina quickly shrugged the open dress from her shoulders, as Dave kicked the door shut, and stepped from his pants. He stood, her back to the bed, facing him, as she reached for the clasp on her bra, and he pulled his shorts down, and kicked them off his foot. His hard cock bouncing, and bringing a smile to Trina”s face. Dave watched as her tits fell free, then saying out loud, Oh fuck this.”

He moved to her, pushing her back onto the bed, and spreading her legs after literally ripping off her panties. This was no time for niceties; they were like animals in heat, needing to fuck, hard and fast. He climbed onto the bed, settling between her upraised knees, and slid his cock deep inside her wanting sex.

“Yes!” she cried, “That”s it, fuck me Sir, fuck me like the bitch in heat that I am.”

Dave didn”t hold back, pounding into her, as her ankles locked behind his back, and she wrapped him in her arms. He was almost out of control now, his eye closed, face buried in her neck, as he thrust his cock into her again and again. Harder and faster, her hips trying to keep pace with his thrusts. It didn”t take long, before she felt his body tightening, the wonderful sensations in his balls, as his orgasm arrived. He started to growl, a deep guttural sound from deep within, which was all the Trina needed, her pussy flexing now as she gripped him. Her clitoris was now hard, and engorged, in its most sensitive state. Dave bit on her shoulder, as he started to cum, making her cry out, and triggering another orgasm for her. Neither had ever known sex like this before, pure animal passion, realising orgasmic bliss for them both. They lay there, joined at the hips, panting, and neither speaking, for at least five minutes. Until Dave raised his head, and kissed her cheek softly, smiling at her. She whispered to him, “Did that really happen Sir, it was not a dream?”

No missy, it happened my love, trust me, they don”t make dreams like that.”

She giggled, saying, “No Sir, I doubt that they do.”

They lay together, arms and legs entwined, as they slowly drifted 0ff to sleep, each immersed in their own dreams of what might be. Trina woke first, not quite sure where she was, until she saw his face, eyes closed, sleeping peacefully. Looking across at his alarm clock, she saw that it had just turned 3pm,

“Oh my God,” she cried out, “Wake up Sir, lease, look at the time, I have to leave, I need to get ready for this evening, and the club.”

Dave opened his eyes, and smiled at her, taking her in his arms, and whispering,

“You are not going nowhere, until you kiss me again.”

They kissed deeply, lovingly, their hearts beating as one for a few moments, before finally breaking, and starting to dress. Trina picked her panties up from the carpet, laughing as she passed them to Dave. He had almost completely destroyed them, when he had ripped them from her. He started to apologise, but she stopped him, telling him it had been well worth it, and grinning at him.

In the lobby of the hotel, he asked the doorman to get Trina a yellow cab, and told her he would pick her up at 7.30pm, for the visit to the club. He stood on the sidewalk, waving as the cab drove away, and she smiled at him through the rear window. As soon as she was out of sight, he had a quiet word with the doorman, for he had some shopping to do, and very shortly, he too was in a cab, travelling through the streets of New York.

When Trina finally arrived home, she immediately ran a bath, so that she could soak, on exotic oils, ready for her man, and the forthcoming night. She was so happy; for she was now certain that she was in love with him. He was so cuddly; her own big teddy bear, so different form all the other men she had ever known. He took her breath away, so attentive, so courteous, and the way he made love to her, she could not believe she could get this lucky. She lay in the bath for ages, eyes closed, dreaming about him, as she leisurely played with her nipples, her other hand caressing her sex. Eventually, she dried herself off, it was time to get ready for him, to put on her make up, put her hair up, and slide into THAT dress. “Mmmm, no underwear tonight Trina,” she thought to herself.

Dave was back at the hotel in plenty of time, to eat in the coffee shop, and still have time to shower and change. He decided to wear a lounge suit to the club, thinking that would be appropriate, as an English visitor. At the appointed hour, he had the doorman call him a cab, and left to pick his date up. He chuckled as he thought of that, it had been so long since he had a date, and, with someone as beautiful as Trina. He rang the bell at her apartment, and waited, unsure what to expect, and then she opened the door, eyes lowered, as she whispered. “Welcome to my humble home Sir. Would Sir like to step inside for a moment?”

He just stood there, looking at her, the dress, it was like a second skin. She looked amazing, so erotic, and yet so chic also. He stepped inside, and holding her shoulders, kissed her lightly on the cheek, then whispered in her ear. “You look perfect missy, just perfect.”

As he stepped back, he handed her a box, and smiled at her. It was an orchid, a beautiful orchid, that left her stunned, she gasped, and fell to her knees, saying,

“Thank you Master, thank you so much for the gift, and the others also. Your subbie is so undeserving of these Sir.”

He smiled at her, “You are worth it missy, I know that you are. Now come, get your wrap, our carriage awaits us, and it would not do for the invited guest to be late now, would it?”

On the way to the club, she told him who would probably be there, and said that she thought all the subbies would be after him, and how proud that would make her. Dave chuckled, saying, “I doubt that missy, there is nothing special about me, I am just another guy, you will see.”

Trina knew better, and smiled, as they turned the corner where the club was. Dave was quite surprised, it was larger than he had expected, and such a place in England would have been quite small, as he knew from visits that he had made to them. The room they entered was very bright, with a bar in one corner, quite a few tables scattered around, and a stage at the far end of the room. The reception that they received was amazing, immediately being surrounded by some of the members. Trina was beaming as she made the introductions, with Dave shaking hands with the men, and kissing the ladies hands. That went down very well being received by a series of ooohs” and “ahhhs.” Eventually they took seats at a table, being joined by two of Trina”s friends, vixen and Silken Touch. Dave left them chattering as he went to the bar to get the drinks, Lord Dragon was at the bar, and insisted on buying the drinks for his guest. They chatted quietly for a few minutes, and Dave passed a small package to him, before returning to the table. As he walked across the room, he could almost feel the eyes that were watching him. He took hid seat again, and Silken Touch spoke to him,

“Tell me please Sir, do you like our wonderful city, have you seen much of it yet?”

As she finished speaking, all three ladies went into a fit of giggles, and he realised that they knew about his “sightseeing tour”, so he played along with it.

“Well ladies, what I have seen so far is just wonderful, and hopefully, there is much more in store for me.”

Vixen smiled at him, “of that Sir, there is no doubt.”

They chatted for a while, about New York, and England, and Dave noticed a lady at another table, dressed in a very brief mini and tight top, and she kept catching his eye and smiling at him. Unsure of himself in this strange, to him, environment, he smiled back, and she placed her hand between her legs, as she licked her lips slowly. The message was all too obvious to him, and he turned away quickly. They had a second round of drinks, and ST, as he was told to call Silken Touch, informed him that the show would be starting soon, so he excused himself, to go to the men”s room. This was one show he wanted to see. The men”s room was down a small corridor, and he soon found it, relieving himself at the urinal, as he stood there, he heard the door open and close. As he turned around, putting his cock back into his pants, he heard a soft voice. “That is a very nice cock Sir, now I know why missymay hasn”t stopped smiling all night, don”t I?”

He looked up, and there she was, the lip licker, as he now thought of her. She had closed the door, and was leaning back against it. She spoke to him again, “Allow me to introduce myself please Sir, I am Leticia, and it is so nice to meet you.”

Even though Dave was more than a little startled, he replied to her.

“Hello then Leticia, it is nice to meet you also.”

She smiled, again, and started to lick her lips, in the same seductive way that she had in the clubroom. Her left hand lifted the front of her short skirt, and she thrust her hips forward. Her voice turning a little huskier, she spoke to him again. “I just wanted to say Sir, if there is anything you would like, anything at all,” and with that she slipped a finger inside her pussy, gently working it in and out, moaning softly. Dave watched, not quite sure how to respond, he was a man after all. It was so obvious she was offering herself to him. She walked across the men”s room to him, holding out the hand that had moments before been caressing her sex. Reaching Dave, she slipped her wet finger between his lips, and pushed something into his pocket, and she whispered to him.

“Do you like the taste of my cunt Sir? Nice and sweet is it? Well, it is yours Sir anytime you want it, and anyway you want, here is my cell number, all you have to do is call me.” Then, with a quick squeeze of his hardening cock, she was gone.

He could not believe what had happened, but it had happened, he could still taste her sex, as he pulled the piece of paper from his pocket. No words ere written on the paper, just her number. He walked back into the room in a daze almost, and as he sat down he heard missy asking what was wrong.

“I think I just got propositioned in the men”s room, by Leticia is it?”

“That fucking bitch” screamed missy. “I will fucking kill her,” as she started to get up from the table. Her two friends were holding her back, Silken Touch saying to her,

“Now calm sown missy, you know what she is like, and why she is called the club bicycle. She comes onto every new member, she can”t help it, she is just a fuck slut, and you know it. I am sure that Sir Pleasure is not interested in her, are you Sir?”

“No, no not in the least” said Dave, and, smiling at missy, he continued, “I have all I need right here beside me.” She smiled back at him, her eyes adoring him, and nodded, sitting down, as he took her hand in his, and said quietly, “I think it is show time now.”

The lights in the room went down, and the curtains in front of the stage opened, revealing a bedroom, and there, near the bed, stood a young lady. She was naked, except for a leather collar, and a bright yellow thong, and her arms were upraised, fastened by the wrists to a spreader bar. Dave could see the tan lines on her pert ample breasts, and the fact that both of her nipples were pierced. The door at the side of the stage opened, and what he assumed to be her Mistress walked in. She was wearing a black corset, and thigh length black boots, and carrying a flogger.

e least” said Dave, and, smiling at missy, he continued, “I have all I need right here beside me.” She smiled back at him, her eyes adoring him, and nodded, sitting down, as he took her hand in his, and said quietly, “I think it is show time now.”

The lights in the room went down, and the curtains in front of the stage opened, revealing a bedroom, and there, near the bed, stood a young lady. She was naked, except for a leather collar, and a bright yellow thong, and her arms were upraised, fastened by the wrists to a spreader bar. Dave could see the tan lines on her pert ample breasts, and the fact that both of her nipples were pierced. The door at the side of the stage opened, and what he assumed to be her Mistress walked in. She was wearing a black corset, and thigh length black boots, and carrying a flogger.

“So little wren, you disobeyed your Mistress yet again, didn”t you? Using the toy I bought for you, without My permission.”

“Yes Mistress” replied wren, keeping her eyes lowered, “I am sorry Mistress, please forgive this unworthy one.”

“Forgiveness is a gift, that has to be earned, and the only way to do that, is to accept your punishment, Is that not so wren?”

“Yes Mistress, that is the way.”

Slowly, the Mistress circled her submissive, touching her here and there. She caressed wren”s butt, then her stomach, and suddenly, without warning, she took hold of one of the nipple rings, twisting it, and hissing

“Have you nothing to say wren?”

“Thank you Mistress, thank you for showing me the correct path.”

The Mistress smiled, “That is more like it little one, Repenting is good for the soul.” And stepping away a little, she raised the flogger, and lashed wren across her breasts, not viciously, but wren felt it, and cried out.

“Thank you Mistress, thank you.”

The flogger flashed once more, and again the correct response was

Received, Mistress smiled, and tossed the flogger onto the bed. Moving closer to wren, she cupped both breasts, and started to kiss them, moving slowly closer to the nipples, now hard and erect. She flicked at the nipple rings, each with a small pearl in them, her tongue snaking in and out, as wren moaned in pleasure. Hearing the moans, she took one in her teeth, tugging it gently, and then more firmly, as wren”s legs started rubbing together, and she called out, “Please Mistress, please.”

Dave was so excited by this, he could not take his eyes off them, he was almost squirming in his seat, and squeezing Trina”s hand as he held it. Feeling her pulling at his hand, he turned to look at her; she was smiling at him, as she pulled his hand under the table.

Pushing it through slit in her dress, her legs parting, and pressing his fingers against her sex. She was wet through, and her eyes were almost begging him to give her the attention she desired. Using his middle finger, he slowly stroked her pussy, parting the lips, and slipping his finger inside, as she let out an audible sigh. Her hand reached out, and she unzipped his pants feverishly, quickly finding his hard cock, and grasping it firmly. She smiled at him again, as she started to stroke him up and down slowly, then she turned her attention back to the show. Dave looked again at the scene before him, the mistress had now removed wren”s thong he guessed, a sit lay at her feet on the floor, as the Mistress sucked on each hard nipple in turn, her hand beneath her the wren”s legs, finger fucking her. Suddenly she raised her head, and hissed at wren, “Cum now little one, cum for Me.”

Wren screamed in pleasure at the release, her head rocking back and forth, mouth open wide, and her whole body shaking. Her Mistress was holding her legs, and licking at wren”s pussy as the orgasm raced through her. She sat back on her heels, smiling, then slowly walked to the chair, and picked up a lead. Holding it loosely, she returned to where wren was still bound, and released her. Wren saw the lead, and immediately dropped to the floor, getting on her hands and knees. Holding her head to the side, she offered her neck to Mistress. The lead was attached, and then Mistress led wren away from the bed, and off the stage, to rapturous applause, as the lights came back up. Dave quickly removed his hand from under Trina”s dress, as she too withdrew hers. They smiled at each other, as Dave licked his fingers, hoping that no one was watching him.

Lord Dragon then took the stage, and the audience hushed again, as he spoke.

“Firstly, I would like to thank Mistress Melissa and wren, for the entertainment this evening, I am sure we all agree, it was an excellent exhibition.” Leading the audience in another round of applause, as the two ladies re-entered the room.

“Also, I would like to thank our special guest, Sir Pleasure, from England, for joining us this evening. From the admiring glances he has been receiving, I can tell he has made a big impression on some of our members,” he said, chuckling as some of the audience laughed quietly.

“I spoke with him personally earlier, and I know he wants to say a few words of thanks, so, Sir Pleasure, the stage is yours my friend.”

Trina”s face was a picture, this she had never expected, and she said, “Are you sure Sir?”

Dave smiled at her, nodding, as he left the table, and joined Lord Dragon on the stage. The room fell silent, as he started to speak, in his cultured English accent, which they all seemed to adore. ”

Thank you Lord Dragon, and thank you too, everyone here this evening, for making this evening such a memorable occasion. When I think, that less then 3 weeks have passed since I first heard I was “going to New York,” and now, here I am in wonderful company, and with someone who is now very special to me.”

All eyes turned to look at Trina, as she lowered her eyes, blushing profusely, Dave saw this, and smiled as he continued.

You all know whom I mean, the sweet and lovely missymay, who has brought sunshine into my life, in a way that I never thought possible. Missy, please, come and join me?”

Trina was stunned at this, her face bright red now, but He had spoken, and she must obey. Dave stepped from the stage, to take her hand, and help her climb the step. He kept hold of her hand, as turning to face her, he spoke again.

“While you were preparing yourself for this evening missy, I went shopping, for something very special, and I am hoping, with all of my heart, that you will accept it.”

Trina looked into his eyes, insure what to say, but he placed a finger upon her lips to silence her. Turning to LD, he took the package that he had left with him earlier. Looking at Trina, he opened it, and held it in front of her,

Even he was amazed how it sparkled in the light, being so delicate. It was a solid silver collar, set with small rubies, and had both of their names inscribed on the inside.

He spoke to her,

“Missymay, will you accept this collar, to signify our union, and to let the world know that you are mine, and that henceforth you will be known as Sir Pleasure”s missymay?”

Trina was speechless for a moment, the gasp from the audience ringing in her ears, and then she smiled, fell to her knees, and lowering her head, saying to him,

“Yes Sir, I will, and I will serve you faithfully, for as long as I live Sir. You are My Lord, and You are My Master.”

Some of her friends started cheering wildly at this, unable to contain their exuberance, but Lord Dragon hushed them, as Dave bent forward to attach the collar. The significance of what he was doing, not lost on him. He helped her too her feet, and kissed her, just before they were surrounded by the club members. Trina had tears in her eyes, but they were tears of happiness. This was so wonderful, so unexpected, yet, it was what she had been dreaming of recently. Lord Dragon whispered something to Dave, and passed him a key.

With all the congratulations, kisses, hugs and handshakes, it was half an hour before Dave could get Trina in a quiet corner to speak to her. He whispered softly, “LD has given me the key to the soundproofed room, all we have to do is lock it when we leave in the morning.”

Trina looked into his eyes, she had only one thing to say to him now, and it seemed so natural, and so perfect, as she whispered softly, “I love you Sir.”

Dave took her in his arms, his mouth next to her ear, whispering, ” and I love you Trina, more than you will ever know.”

Taking her hand in his, they walked slowly down the corridor.

Leading her, to the room.

To their room, and the culmination of their dreams.