In the Dreamtime Pt.1

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*This a dream… This out of body experience is brought to you by the mind of a seriously disturbed individual…….*

“Ladies and gentlemen please return your trays to the upright and locked position..the captain has turned on the seat belt sign…we will be landing in 45 minutes.”

Her whole body became flushed and she rang for the flight attendant to bring her another drink….”ma’am we’re about to land”…her eyes pleaded with him and he obliged…he’s seen too many passengers lose it during take off and landing…besides, she was wicked fine and since he was getting off when they landed…maybe he could persuade her to go to dinner….great legs…thick thighs….nice lips….he wondered if all of that hair was hers….he wanted to stroke it and pull it…. “here you go…I gave you an extra shot…I hope that it helps” She smiled and nodded in gratitude as she let the liquid warmth glide gently down her throat.  She adjusted the chair and let her daydream overtake her mind and soul.

He was going to be at the gate waiting for her.  After a year of emails and phone sex and very very naughty pictures…the hands that stroked that beautiful dick would finally be stroking her.  She resisted the urge to go into the bathroom to clean up the moisture that had developed over the two hour flight.  She felt that it would be best for him to evaluate the condition of her overflowing pussy in person.  She felt that she’d be lying if she hid the evidence.

The plane began to descend through the clouds….and in the airport there he stood…with a grin and a slight hard on…

He hoped that the pictures of her weren’t extremely doctored….He hoped that she was as beautiful as he’d dreamed…

He couldn’t look too shook, after all…HE IS Sir….Daddy…Monsieur de Sade in Timberland boots and Polo Jeans… But, he had a soft/hard spot for her…it was her voice…the way she cooed in his ear while she came all over her hands…just for him…he tried to convince himself…maybe this time it would work out….maybe this time he’d have a pretty wet little love cunt to have and to hold for his amusement.

He could see the jet coming in for landing…

Her heart was beating hard and fast….she came twice during the landing and was on her way to a third…she was dizzy with excitement…so much so that she almost forgot her carry on bag….the flight attendant with the flirtatious eyes saw her composing herself and decided at that moment he’d get her bag so that he could strike up another half ass conversation…again she nodded in gratitude and smiled….as she turned she could hear him say…”God, all of that ass….I just want to bury my face in it”  She smiled to herself because she knew that was what was waiting for her at the gate.  Pleasure…..

She checked her appearance in the window as she walked down the ramp.  She began to get nervous…but it was too late to punk out….She chided herself…”Get it together Bitch, you wanted this.  Don’t forget that.”

She could see him searching for her as the rest of the passengers emerged…she thought that she would hang back….just a little….after all a slave is just a master in disguise….she wanted to prolong the agony….

He looked for the curve of her legs…listened for her laugh…took a deep breath to see if he could catch the scent of her (her panties were in his pocket)…but there was nothing….and no one.

He started getting irritated and began to feel a little stupid….getting all excited over some online pussy…but it was just his ego….As his thoughts raced he heard a voice…”Mister Locke?”

He turned to see where the voice could be coming from and realized that it was coming from the mouth of a little doll…And she really was…

He cleared his throat and checked his watch…”I was about to leave…I thought that you may have changed your mind.”  “No Sir, I wouldn’t have done that. I – I.” He picked her up and stopped her babbling with a long deep kiss, he enveloped her in his arms and held her close for a few moments.  He sat her down gently and grabbed her bag, “Is this everything?” “Yes Sir, everything that was on your list is in that bag.  Thank you for allowing me to bring some of my own things and as you requested I have kept my panties on.  I was tempted to remove them, but I did not want to provoke you.” He smiled and straightened his spine…. He couldn’t wait to get her to the car.

Her name was Chloe Lorraine… They started chatting and sexting and texting and photo/videofucking a year ago…. A year after a tragic heartbreak for both of them…although neither would ever speak of it.

He thought of the last few girls that he had encountered…posers…thinking that kink was just a pair of shoes and an outfit…Fucking whores….

Her experiences mirrored his….her thoughts and phrasing were like his….once she even finished his sentence…

He knew that she was an expert in submission and obedience.  He also knew that she could be a little bit of a smart mouth…He was wondering how long the good girl act would play out….He wanted to see her soul…The sweat and tears of her… He wanted to see her soul.

In the car she gazed out of the window and took great care to keep calm.  She answered when he spoke to her and when he gave permission to do so she addressed his eyes with her own…

They arrived at a bar and he guided her to a table in the back.  A nice little booth so that they could be close and not have too many of the patrons stare should he feel the need to stroke her.  He loved her walk…the bounce of her ass and the way her hair swayed…Her outfit was immaculate and the shoes were the exact pair that were in the picture that he sent to her three weeks ago…DAMN she really was paying attention…5 in. patent leather Mary Jane’s….He wanted to devour her right there but decided to wait until they had a drink or two and maybe a light supper…But it was just the beginning of the evening…He didn’t want to get too fucked up too fast….

She could tell that he was excited to see her…as they got to their booth the waitress scowled at her and shot a look of pure evil at Locke.  Not one to pry, she just ignored it and looked over the cocktail menu….

After two rounds they were ready to head to the next venue…before they left he stroked her thighs and whispered to her….”you know I’m going to make you beg before you have to go….hell, you may not even want to leave once we finish…you’re going to be a proper cum slut…and I won’t have any of your backtalk or eye rolling either….you’ve been getting away with it since we’ve been playing online….but all of that ends now…tonight.’Her body language spoke like a smart remark and she turned her back to him.  Swiftly he grabbed a handful of her raven curls and hissed…”Oh, I see how this is going to go…Get up, now” As he let her hair go he could see her smile….

At that point he decided that the best place for her would be on her hands and knees….He could see the layout of the hotel where they’d be staying and as they left the restaurant and got into the car he held the door for her.  When he got in he grabbed her by the throat and slid his fingers up her skirt and into her pussy….it was almost like she planned for it to go exactly that way….he could feel the muscles contract and release around his fingers, as she gasped he asked her, “was it worth it….you knew I was going to fuck you up as soon as we got in the car….now tell me Bitch…..was it worth it?”

A tear slowly traveled down her cheek and she whispered…”Yes….Yes Sir it was.”

He snatched up her skirt and ripped her panties off….she tried to hide her naked ass…she tried to get away…but it was just a show….They both needed the release that was soon to come…He grabbed her hair and slowly slid his massive dick down her eager throat…He held her steady and continued to stroke until he came and came and came again…She swallowed every drop of cum that was offered.

She was not going to tell him no…She was not going to stop his assault….

At the hotel he ran a bath for her and she prepared drinks and light snacks…The room was warm and the candlelight accentuated her skin and the mood…He called for her to come into the bathroom….

She entered and began to take off her clothes….as she lifted her skirt, she felt his hands on her hips….she felt his tongue lick and massage her ass…he could feel her body begin to tense and then she pushed him away.

On his knees he was just about her height…she caressed his face and kissed his neck…she whispered….

“Fucktoy….pretty little fucktoy…..did you have fun tonight? Did it go as well as you hoped?”

“Yes ma’am, thank you” He replied

“Are you ready for round two?”

“Yes ma’am….”

“Good….now go and get my toolbox”

*Then I wake up all wet….but, that’s pretty much how the dream goes….*

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