bottle of red wine and some appetizers on a table in the main living room of my home if you’re hungry or thirsty. But if you need to go, I understand.”
J handed me another gift. This time it was a little black bag.
“Who are you, J? A naughty Santa?”
I didn’t make the guy come, but at least he cracked a smile.
“Open it, Sapphire.”
I rifled through the bag. A small leather whip, a riding crop, the blindfold and handcuffs, assorted massage oils and lubricating gels, four long silk scarves, a cute little vibrator, three weighted balls attached to a plastic cord, nipple clamps to go with my nipple rings, even a journal and a pen. Nice.
“Bring your lingerie and sex toys next Friday, if you can make it. I like to keep a diary, so I included a journal and pen in the bag where you can record your thoughts for posterity, if you’d like. Can you stay a little longer? If you want, you can spend the night here, Sapphire. I want you to know you’re always welcome, next Friday night or any time you’d like to drop by. I’d love to see you again, Sapphire. My cell phone is on the card I gave you. I put an extra card in the back pocket of your jeans, in case you lose the first one. Call or text me.”
“I don’t know, J. Maybe I’ll hang out a little longer, have a glass of wine. I got a big paper due on Monday I’ve been procrastinating on.”
“Oh, you’re a student. You didn’t mention that. What are you majoring in?”
“Oh, I go back and forth, I haven’t decided yet…”
Alfred came on the intercom again and we listened to his message.
“Jeremy, a few of the young ladies have some particular questions about the contract. Your presence is needed in the library please.”
“Sorry to cut this short,” J said, kissing the side of my cheek.
“Wait,” I said, before he turned away to get dressed.
I looked once more at his massive erection, which had just given me so much pleasure. I noticed a few drops of fluid, slipping out of the slit at the tip of his penis. I knelt before him and sucked out the drops, sneaking a little taste of my Sheik.
“Mmmm,” Master J moaned.
At least I made him growl a little. J looked like he was about to burst. I felt a little selfish not trying harder to give him the release he deserved after he showered me with so much attention. Lurch’s voice sounded once more over the intercom.
“Mr. Jeremy, two young ladies are waiting…”
J pulled away quickly, slipping on his robe along with silk boxers and a pair of workout pants he pulled out of a closet. He pressed a button near the dimmer switch on the wall and spoke into a small built in speaker.
“Coming, Billingsley”
I watched while J tried to corral his uncooperative member into submission. He tied the sash of his robe around him tightly, making himself look like a younger, prettier and way more muscular version of Hugh Heffner.
“That’s smart, J. If they see that monster uncoiled before they sign the contract, you’ll have them running home crying to their parents. You split me in half with that thing.”
From a small dresser J took out a glass bottle and slapped on some musky cologne, though he still smelled strongly like sex.
“Did I? I’m terribly sorry, Sapphire. Perhaps I was a trifle out of control in our session. Those nipple rings you wear make me feel a little crazy. I apologize if I was too rough with you. Are you feeling sore?”
“I’m fine, J. You were awesome in bed. I was just kidding. Lighten up.”
“But I saw you rubbing your wrists earlier. Tell me the truth now. I need to know. Were the handcuffs hurting your skin, Sapphire? Did I cuff you too tightly?”
“A little. But they feel fine now. Really, J. You worry too much. I have a rather high tolerance for pain, in case you haven’t noticed.”
I put my thumbs through my nipple rings and tugged them in his direction. I know he had to go, but I couldn’t stop flirting with him. He gazed at me with those cold hungry
J handed me another gift. This time it was a little black bag.
“Who are you, J? A naughty Santa?”
I didn’t make the guy come, but at least he cracked a smile.
“Open it, Sapphire.”
I rifled through the bag. A small leather whip, a riding crop, the blindfold and handcuffs, assorted massage oils and lubricating gels, four long silk scarves, a cute little vibrator, three weighted balls attached to a plastic cord, nipple clamps to go with my nipple rings, even a journal and a pen. Nice.
“Bring your lingerie and sex toys next Friday, if you can make it. I like to keep a diary, so I included a journal and pen in the bag where you can record your thoughts for posterity, if you’d like. Can you stay a little longer? If you want, you can spend the night here, Sapphire. I want you to know you’re always welcome, next Friday night or any time you’d like to drop by. I’d love to see you again, Sapphire. My cell phone is on the card I gave you. I put an extra card in the back pocket of your jeans, in case you lose the first one. Call or text me.”
“I don’t know, J. Maybe I’ll hang out a little longer, have a glass of wine. I got a big paper due on Monday I’ve been procrastinating on.”
“Oh, you’re a student. You didn’t mention that. What are you majoring in?”
“Oh, I go back and forth, I haven’t decided yet…”
Alfred came on the intercom again and we listened to his message.
“Jeremy, a few of the young ladies have some particular questions about the contract. Your presence is needed in the library please.”
“Sorry to cut this short,” J said, kissing the side of my cheek.
“Wait,” I said, before he turned away to get dressed.
I looked once more at his massive erection, which had just given me so much pleasure. I noticed a few drops of fluid, slipping out of the slit at the tip of his penis. I knelt before him and sucked out the drops, sneaking a little taste of my Sheik.
“Mmmm,” Master J moaned.
At least I made him growl a little. J looked like he was about to burst. I felt a little selfish not trying harder to give him the release he deserved after he showered me with so much attention. Lurch’s voice sounded once more over the intercom.
“Mr. Jeremy, two young ladies are waiting…”
J pulled away quickly, slipping on his robe along with silk boxers and a pair of workout pants he pulled out of a closet. He pressed a button near the dimmer switch on the wall and spoke into a small built in speaker.
“Coming, Billingsley”
I watched while J tried to corral his uncooperative member into submission. He tied the sash of his robe around him tightly, making himself look like a younger, prettier and way more muscular version of Hugh Heffner.
“That’s smart, J. If they see that monster uncoiled before they sign the contract, you’ll have them running home crying to their parents. You split me in half with that thing.”
From a small dresser J took out a glass bottle and slapped on some musky cologne, though he still smelled strongly like sex.
“Did I? I’m terribly sorry, Sapphire. Perhaps I was a trifle out of control in our session. Those nipple rings you wear make me feel a little crazy. I apologize if I was too rough with you. Are you feeling sore?”
“I’m fine, J. You were awesome in bed. I was just kidding. Lighten up.”
“But I saw you rubbing your wrists earlier. Tell me the truth now. I need to know. Were the handcuffs hurting your skin, Sapphire? Did I cuff you too tightly?”
“A little. But they feel fine now. Really, J. You worry too much. I have a rather high tolerance for pain, in case you haven’t noticed.”
I put my thumbs through my nipple rings and tugged them in his direction. I know he had to go, but I couldn’t stop flirting with him. He gazed at me with those cold hungry
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