24 HOURS IN MUNICH

Munich...
A freezing December day...
I arrive to my hotel booked by the slave... It's Kempinsky... Good point... As usual, slave has good taste and tries to please... After a speedy check-in I arrive to my room. The huge room is nicely furnished, the bathroom is so inviting....

No bath for the beast! I'd better stay in my black leather dress with metal zippers and clips and my black high heeled boots. The pig will have what is due to the sex animal: the acre scent of hidden lust and sweat instead of the almond soap and my favourite Nilang perfume.

I pur my carry-on full of toys on the luggage rack, check my wristwatch and notice that it's time for the pig to show up. At this very moment I hear the knock at the door. I approach the door slowly, open it and turn over without looking at the slave who is humbly standing, his head down. I blindfold him before he steps in. The slave knows the game. he drops down to his knees and crawls to the centre of the room. I watch him to strip in silence, standing at te window and discover the strong body when he takes off his black silk shirt, unfastens his black snake leather belt and lets his black pants drop down... He is not in a hurry, the dirty pig - he feels my eyes upon him and proudly shows the bulge under his Calvin Klein boxers. I wait in silence the moment he will reveal the rings... Ahd here it is! A gorgeous cock suddenly pops out from the boxers, the two shining rings inviting me to touch, to stroke, to taste, to squeeze, to wrap... no... to use it. At that moment I feel my pussy open and a heat at my crotch mounts. But the slave knows his place. Once stripped, he drops to his knees again and presents to me, his butt on his heels, straight back, chin up, his genitals exposed to my view between his open thighs. He does not move, does not talk, he feels me wakling around, he feels my eyes upon his naked body and I notice a little malicious grin on his big sensual mouth. Bastard! He will pay me for that! But first I want to inspect this beautiful body before I use it the way I planned for so long.

Without warning I push slave's head down and press it to the floor with my boot. The animal did not seem surprised - he certainly learned my tactics from the long emails he forced me to send him. I can't resist the temptation and run my finger along the slave's spine, until the crack... The beast did not move, though I know he likes my touch. I feel him quite relaxed and this makes me think that we know each other so well and that I love that demanding dirty slave of mine so much that I shouldn't waste this unique occasion to make my dreams to use him come true.

I stand in front of him, giving my back to the daylight coming from the window, I fasten around his neck a black leather dog's collar with the slave's name written with metal spikes. Then I pull on his ponytal bringing the slave back to the upright kneeling position. And again I see the hint of a grin on these sensual lips... Maybe the pig thinks that I am also blindfolded and don't see his arrogance? I hate myself -how didn't I think to bring a mask to hide slave's face completely and not to distract me. I start getting angry against the nasty crap who forgot the respect to his Mistress. I'll make him sweat today! I swear.

I start talking to the slave:
- Mistress will write on your slut body. Slave has to guess which letter she is writing and if he doesn't guess right, it will cost him a punishment. If he guesses right - it will be his chance. Clear?

Slave nods.

I take a thick marker pen and write letter by letter on each ass cheek:
"FUCK" and "ASS" and in the middle above a "MY". After I marked a letter, I waited for slave's guess. The bastard made mistake only for the first letter. He's got it all, smart ass! He earned only ONE miserable punishment.

Then I rip off his blindfold and watch him blinking from the broad daylight coming from the window behind me. With a whip in my hand, my legs spread, his head at my pussy level, I pull back on his hair and make him look up at me.

- Now meet your Mistress, slave. And here is the marker - you write on your dirty body whatever comes to your little brain. Mistress will consider whatever you wrote for this one time.

I turn over, go to the window and give the slave enough time to execute my order. When I come back, I can read on the left side of his chest:
BELONGS TO CARO.
HANDLE WITH NO CARE.

I am pleased. I approach, run my open hand on slave's chest, brush his nipple ring; with one hand I press his head to my thighs making him smell my womanhood while my other hand invades his mouth making him suck on my fingers. We stay this way for a short moment and then I push him away from me saying that I want him to bathe me after my trip. With his tongue of course. Slave is instructed to take off all my clothes without touching me with his dirty hands - only with his mouth. Before I allow the slave to sit, I click a leash chain at his collar and wait for his service in a deep armchair. I pull on the chain and slave crawls to me, looking forward. I stretch my legs and he pulls down my boots' zippers with his teeth, then struggles to take them off by tearing on the heel. Now I slave is allowed to relax and he starts doing my feet. First licking, then sucking every toe, then making his way up my smooth legs to arrive finally between my thighs. I lean back and let him tear the zipper down, to open my dress and to unveil my body. The animal is working perfectly with his togue, giving me a complete bath, but still not alowed to suck on my pussy.

I stand up, part my legs and pull on slave's collar so that his face is directly at my drippng pussy. Slave starts licking fervishly and this feels so good that I drop back onto my chair, relaxing and letting him to do at his will. Quietly I reach my whip and without a warning I give a sound clack on his back and ass. Surprised, the slave instinctively bites my clit which he has been sucking and nibbling at this very moment. I scream from pain and angrily say to the slave that now he will have his true punishment.

I kicked him off me with my foot and stood up.

- Go to bring me your buttplug over there. I brought a few for you - a small, a medium and a large. All in black, since this is your favorite colour and I care for my pet. You bring me the medium, I said.

The slave headed on all four and I could admire again the text on his buttocks. FUCK MY ASS it says... Well, this is what we will do now. The slave Philip cames back to me, bringing his buttplug between his teeth.

-Come over here, lay down on my lap, your unworthy cock between my knees and present your ass for punishment, I said.

Slave Philip executed and I had all his body at my reach, feeling his throbbing cock between my thighs. I started stroking the round butt, passing the edge of my hand along his crack. Philip was quiet, abandoning himself to my caresses. But suddenly the first slap came.
- One, he counted. Thank you, Mistress. May I have more?

Yes, piece of shit! You will have much more than that and you will beg for each of them.

After 6 smacks Philip's ass cheeks were enough rosy and burning and I decided to check on his cock. I reached down between his legs from behind. pressing his balls with my hand and stroking his hard cock. He moaned. I could not believe my ears. He moaned and this was the music I wanted to hear.

- Do you dare to enjoy, you dirty pig? I don't believe it! Maybe you want to cum now, too?
- No, Ma'am, he said. Slave is begging for his punishment before serving the Mistress again.
-Let it be so, slave. SMACK! This time it was reaal hard and the red mark of my palm appeared on his asscheek.

It was after a douzen of slaps that I ordered slave Philip to go on all four, presenting me his ass again.
-OPEN! and the slave reached his asscheeks behind, giving access to his hole.

This was such a beautiful tight hole! I pushed my finger inside first and when I felt the muscle to loosen, I brought the lubricated buttplug and pointed it to his hole. The bastard was expecting this and moved back to receive it. In less than a moment, his butt was full with the plug.
-You'd better keep the toy inside you, I said. Now I want to see what your cock is worth.

I pulled on the slave's leash and he followed me to the minibar. I made the slave to stand up, his back to the minibar and I locked his chain leash to the handle. Now the beast could not run away. He was all exposed to my sight, not daring to look at me and not knowing what to do with his hands.
-Cup my ass with your filthy hands, I said and help me to fuck you now.
This time he did not grin from fear that I will change my mind. I came closer, he cupped my ass with his both hands, I rose one leg and easily impaled myself onto his hard ringed rod. The penetration was delicious; I felt the ring diving deep inside of me and I clasped my hands behind the slave's neck to keep my balance. He's strong, I thought and he smells so good... I must make him sweat now. I started moving and I noticed that the slave was refraining himself from following my rythm. He lets me do all the work alone, the cunning animal!
-MOVE YOUR ASS, BASTARD! - and again that wicked grin on his lips that drives me crazy and I took his lips into my mouth, invaded his mouth with my exploring tongue, sucked on his mouth hard and bate him almost to blood. Slave did not scream - he was busy now holding me tight, moving his pelvis back and forth, stuffing my hungry pussy with his spear. I reached now his butt and started moving the buttplug in circles. He moaned from evident pleasure... This was enough for me and I came loudly, hanging myself on his neck, giving a long breath and then laughing happily, covering his face and eyes with my hand. The slave licked the palm of my hand and I put my head on his shoulder to have a moment of rest, while his cock was still inside of me.

After a moment, I came back to my senses, moved back off him and looked down on his fully erected cock, glossy with my cum. This time I kneeled and licked my own cum from his cock away. The bastard should not benefit from his Mistress' cum...

The contact with his flesh made me feel horny again. I unlocked his chain and lead him on his leash to my bed. I placed myself across the bed, on my hands and knees, my head touching the bedspread. And waited. The smart slave placed himself behind me, between my stretched legs, opened my ascheeks and started working with his tongue. mmmmm this was good. After a while I slipped down the bed and now my feet were on the floor while my upper body was laying on the bed. Slave stood up, then bent over, held himself on his arms and his cock found my pussy from behind. Without a sound, he pushed his cock inside and I was filled again with his manificent tool. He started fucking me hard, breathing into my ear, his hands reached my swaying tits and he rolled my nipples between his fingers. I became crazy. I wanted more! As in one stroke his cock lost my pussy for a moment, while he was trying to get back inside, I gave him my asshole instead. Though I could not see the slave's face, I could imagine his grin. But the pleasure was too big to stop for a punishment and I was surprised how skillfully the pig handled my assfuckng. No pain at all! Respectfully waiting my sign to proceed farther inside when his cock slowly, but firmly forced my back door. When all of his cock was inside my ass and I finally felt his balls at my pussy from behind, he collapsed on the top of me and we started moving together. No rush, but the total unission of movement. My desire mounted, I arched my back, presenting him my ass for deeper penetration, he passed his hand under my crotch and pressed me to his body, his fingers found my clit and he was rubbing me there no more with respect, but, I am afraid, giving me the feeling of his ownership on my body. As excited as I was, I could not allow such a disrespect and I found the force to order him in a harsh voice: TALK TO ME, SLAVE! And I heard his whisper in my ear: Does Mistress feel good? Is the slave giving Mistress full satisfaction? If Mistress wants more, she has to be... - sorry, she has to become more horny...
He stopped talking and his breath became uneven and I knew he needs to cum.
CUM NOW! INSIDE OF ME, YOU, SCUM!
The slave did not wait and I felt his cock to explode inside of me and I've got that wonderful feeling of his cock pulsating and jerking off into my sacred hole. mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm I did not hear, I did not want to hear my slave to cry out his pleasure. What was important to me - was my own satisfaction. I've got it and the slave did it for me!

He stayed a long while inside of me before I let him withdraw carefully, I was not able to move, but the slave went back on his knees without my order and I felt his tongue licking out and cleaning my anus from his spunk. I was lazy to move, I was fulfilled, I just want his hands massaging my back and his head on my butt. I fell asleep and I think, the slave fell asleep, too, holding my body in his arms.

When I opened my eyes, it was afternoon... The slave was laying down at my feet, smiling... not grinning, but smiling...

-NOW TO WORK, SLAVE. I need to bathe. Give me my bath, dirty pet. And care to shower yourself too, pig!

But the afternoon is another story.