She smiles at me and points to the floor. I set the case down and drop to my knees.
The laughter…
I’d kill to keep her laughing like that.
She reaches out and ruffles my hair. “You’re adorable,” she says in German. “I meant for you to put my case down, but you seem to know what you are.”
“Yes, Ma’am.”
“Elsa.” She holds her hand out to me and I take it and kiss the back of it. I’m not sure if that’s what she wants, but it feels right, so I’m going with it.
“Carter,” I say.
“You will address me asMistressorMa’am.” Those two words she says in English, but the rest is German.
I nod. “Yes, Mistress.”
“Here are my rules, Carter. You do what I say, when I say it. You be a good boy and amuse me, and I might give you more. When do you have to be back?”
“Sunday night.”
“Excellent. Depending on what happens between now and then, I might give you a phone number. Do you have a disposable phone?”
“Yes, Mistress.”
She tips her head. “You are prepared. Why?”
“I…I need secrecy. Job, family.”
“So do I. If I decide to give you my number, I will give you specific rules on when you can call me. If I call you, I expect either you answer or text me a response. I will give you safe codes to use to mean certain things. If you have to leave the area, you will let me know, and then notify me when you return. Are those rules you can abide by? If not, we can still play, but it will only be here.”
I eagerly nod. “Yes, Mistress.”
She points a finger at me and circles it. “Strip. All the way. Except for the collar. Leave that on.”
I’m…tremblingI’m so fucking nervous. I didn’t even feel this goddamned nervous the first time I had to jump out of a fucking plane. But my cock remains hard even once I’m naked before her.
She nods and has me spin around so she can see my entire body. “You can have marks on your ass?”
“Yes, Mistress.” Those I can hide. I share a bathroom with seven other guys, but we have shower curtains.
“Have you ever been with a woman before?”
“I’m not a virgin, but I’ve never done…thisbefore. I’ve wanted to for a long time, though.” I’m so nervous I can barely remember how to speak German. I’m stumbling over words, my pronunciation sloppy.
She snaps her fingers and points at the floor, and my knees automatically unhinge.
“Hands behind your head, fingers together.” She puts me in the position she wants me, my knees obscenely wide, back straight. “This isReady. When I tell youReady, I want you in this position. Understand?”
“Yes, Mistress.”
I don’t understand the evil smile on her face, at first. She steps in close and runs the top of her right shoe along the underside of my cock, getting pre-cum on it.
“Tsk. Someone is very eager tonight.” She taps her foot. “Lick that off and make it shine again.”
I’m head-down before the sound of her words die in the air. She laughs as she reaches down and shoves on the back of my head. “This isWorship. Head to the floor, or licking your filth off my shoes, whatever I tell you. When I order you intoWorship, I want your head down, back round, and that gorgeous little ass of yours nice and exposed. And to stay there until I order you otherwise.”
My tongue has licked up the pre-cum from her shoe and I’m desperately wiping at it now with my hand. I snag one of my socks from my pile of clothes and start polishing the patent leather, finally relieved when it shines again.
