As you know, I love being a stripper and it’s not often that I’m surprised by something new at my job. But today I was! I was doing my thing on stage when out of the corner of my eye I saw this woman walk in. Let me rephrase, this smokin’ hot woman walked in! She was wearing this tight fitted halter top that showed off her fantastic tits and a pair of jeans that seemed molded to her body. When I saw her, my body instantly reacted and my pussy got nice and wet. Now I’ve experimented with girls before, but never had I had this instant attachment. I wanted to fuck her badly right then and there. But I finished my set and went around to the guys, offering dances until I was told I had a private client. I went into the VIP room and there was the woman; sitting on the chair, legs spread, waiting for me. I started to smile but she commanded me to come to her. I did and immediately found myself across her lap. She pulled up my skirt and slapped my ass, sending a shockwave to my clit. Immediately I felt her two fingers shove deep inside my pussy and I cried out. I had wanted to fuck her but she was toying with me instead. I loved every moment and soon I was begging for more. Instead, she pushed me off her lap and onto my knees. She pulled off her jeans and shoved my face into her pussy, making me lick and suck it until she came all over my face. Then she put her jeans back on and walked out the door without another word, leaving me wanting. God, I hope she comes back! But now I’m super horny and desperate to get off. Want to help me?

You’ve been a bad boy again, haven’t you? I saw you watching porn last night. You watched it for an hour all by yourself. Why do you do that to yourself? You’re wearing a chastity belt so you can’t even get it up. I bet you’re into that kind of pain, aren’t you?

I counted the minutes you watched. You were on for approximately 63 minutes. That’s right, that is a little over an hour. Now you know the rules. I get to do what I want to you for 63 minutes. I get to torture you and make you cry and it’s even better right now because you can’t even get a hard on while you’re strapped up in that contraption.

See this paddle? I’m going to spank your ass 63 times–once per minute. Yes, I have time to do this because I schedule my day around this little event. I’m going to enjoy watching your ass stink and welt because you deserve it. Oh please don’t cry, you’re the kind of man who craves this kind of attention. Don’t be such a loser cry baby.

Did you feel that? I’ve paddled your ass with this hard, wooden stick 20 times now. I see the tears stinging your eyes yet you won’t cry out. Don’t worry, by the time I’m done you will want to beg me to stop, but you know you can’t because I’ll gag you so you can’t make a whimper.

Haha that’s 20 more and your right cheek is turning a bright red. You’re being very good not screaming for attention. Perhaps this session will disappoint me because you know how I love to hurt you when you’re bad.

Oh, there you go. You couldn’t handle ten more paddles against that bright pink ass cheek. I’m shoving this ball gag in your mouth so you can’t scream anymore.  9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2…yes, I’m taking the gag out. This last one is going to hurt. Any last words?

I have a little secret to tell you and I know you want to hear it. I love to get spanked. I love the feeling of a heavy paddle smacking hard on my ass and then the burn that happens afterward. I love feeling your hand rubbing that tender spot after you’ve hit it enough to make it sting.

I can imagine your hand holding me in place by the small of my back and then the paddle smacking me hard, making me cry out in pain and pleasure and then offering a subtle whimper begging you to do it again. I would be totally wet–I might even cum while you’re spanking my ass hard with that paddle.

Then after you’ve swatted my butt and made me cry, you tenderly wipe the tears from my cheeks. You kiss each tear away and then lick them. Your tongue traps a tear on the corner of my lips and then shares it with me by entering my mouth. Your hand finds my wet pussy waiting for your tender caress but instead you pull on my lips and clit almost so violently that it makes me yelp.

I can’t control my shaking because the pain is so good. I open my legs to your fingers where you slide as many as you can inside. My breath is shallow and my head is heavy on your shoulder. Your thumb is pressing hard on my clit forcing me to orgasm before I’m ready and then before I back away, you make me cum again, but it hurts because I’m not ready and then tomorrow you will make me wait before I can cum. I know it, because that is how you work. I’m not ashamed. I dream of it every night.

Mmm as I sit here waiting for your call I’m thinking about all the wonderful pleasures you can do to me. Sometimes I feel like being a bit submissive so you can have some fun with me. I know you want to be called Mister or Master and that’s what I want to do.

It’s my calling.

I’m thinking about how you can bend me over the edge of the bed and slowly spread my legs apart with your hands. I can imagine the feel of your fingers sliding in and out of my drenched pussy. You rub my clit with just a little bit of pressure and then when you hear my breath shallow you stop. I want to cry out and scream because I want to cum, but I know this will only bring a bit of denial and I can’t wait much longer.

As a hint, I prop my ass up a little higher and you noticed the gesture. Instead of giving me what I need you slap my ass with the palm of your hand. I let out a little yelp as the tears line my eyes. I only wanted your attention. Instead, you leave me there spread eagle over the side of the bed while you leave the room.

I want to scream out at you, but I don’t. I wait for your return. I wait in hunger for your taste and smell. I think about that huge cock sliding up inside of me and your hands pulling on my hair from behind. I try to rub my clit on the rough fabric of the bed and at the verge of an of an orgasm I hear you laugh from behind me. Your hand smacks my ass again. Will the pain and pleasure ever end?

If you don’t like swimming don’t step foot in the South! It gets so hot down here and one of the only ways to cool off if you don’t have central air and heating. The Southern heat seems to make men hornier as well for this week is a gangbang for me, but I’m not complaining.

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This week started at the beach, I was out in a nice little skimpy pink and black stripped bikini, turning heads as I walked by. I kinda wish I had a larger top on because my tits were popping out a little and had red marks due to me doing a bondage session earlier that night. I found a nice spot on the beach and laid out side to catch some sun rays before I would go for a water sport or two. The sun was hot and the guys proved to be just as warm to me. A couple of cute guys came to bring me company but none struck me as a potential master so I would be nice but I awaited a nice dominant man to take care of me.

After getting my skin nice and warm by the Southern heat, it was time to go into the water where I met Mr. Master! Mr. Master is a hard bodied and big ego man who knew how to make me into the submissive bitch I am with a single glance! As I wadded into the water, he called out that the strings to the back of my bikini were coming lose and he swam over to help me tie them. We talked for about 10 minutes after that but it wasn’t hard to tell that my looks were turning him on nor did it take long for him to figure out that I am nothing but a little slave girl.

He said that he was going back to shore and that I was to follow behind him and not to look at the other guys. I quickly obeyed him and marched furtively behind him, looking down the whole time. He lead me down a grassy path into the trees where he ordered me down on the ground on my hands and knees. He hiked up bikini bottoms, giving me a hard wedgie between my ass checks. From there he began to spank my ass cheeks hard till they were a deep red and tears flooded my eyes. He asked if I enjoyed my punishment for wearing such a slutty outfit, of course I quickly blurted out YES Master at the top of my lungs.

He asked if I wanted to ride his cock, to which I responded only if he wants me to. He said No, but wrote down his number and said to call him at 9:00 pm that night cause I was his slave and he was going to own me completely.

Well guys its 8:40 pm now, I have to run!