2 AM

Wow. That was all Nica could cerebrate as she walked down the sidewalk on the way household. She did n't normally do thing like what had just happened. She did n't normally feel the way she felt tonight. pit, she did n't even know that it was possible to experience the way she was feeling. She felt like she was walking on a swarm, floating through the air, weightless, because the last few hour had felt like heaven. And there was just one epithet on her mind. Preston.

***Four Hours earlier***

Nica, where are you going ? Shelby asked.
I 'm just going to run to the convenience really quick, I 'll be decent back ! Nica called in response.

They were out at a local anesthetic hollow in the wall bar, called the Fox Head, just having a girls friday night out, enjoying themselves. Nica had already had a couple drinkable, and was feeling just a bit tipsy, and it was time to break the seal of approval. As she walked towards the spinal column of the bar, she had that feeling that someone was watching her, so she turned to her left. When she did, she locked center with the most intense gaze she 'd ever seen. He was marvelous, about 6'2. His eye were cold, ice Amytal. He was plain, but intriguing at the Sami time, and that didnt make any sense to her. There was zip that special about a pair of Matthew 's and a embrown leather motorcycle jacket. Or was there ? The way he seemed to bet straight through her, holding her in post with his stare as if he was nailing her to the wall gave her a feeling that she could n't quite shake. He seemed to seep power. equanimity, poise, collected, control. As she looked him over, she noticed his frame. Skinny, but warm. Marine, maybe ? He definitely looks like he knows how to cover himself, she thought. Finally, after what seemed like an infinity, he blinked. The waitress had come to his mesa to ask him if he wanted a refill. He smiled, a brightly, flashy, jittery, almost predatory animal like smile, and nodded. By the fourth dimension he returned his regard to where Nica had been standing, she had taken the opportunity to slip into the can, grateful to have escaped for the instant, but somehow craving More of his eyes, his attention.

After a few min, Nica had managed to make it across the storey back to her protagonist Shelby. `` Hey ! '' Shelby said. `` Who 's your acquaintance ? '' She asked.
'' What do you entail ? '' Nica asked.
'' The guy in the leather jacket over there. He sent us each a drink, and he 's pretty cute too ! '' She replied.

Nica looked over, wondering if it could possibly be the same guy, and as she did, locked onto those icy blue eyes again. He smiled, and raised his field glass to her, as if proposing a pledge, encouraging her to drink up. She smiled back halfheartedly, kind of spooky, and looked down at her glass. As she picked it up, She noticed a business card on the napkin.

'Preston Sharp - Master'
307-978-7836

Master of what ? She thought to herself. She looked back up, and he was gone.
'' Yeah ... I guess he is. '' She said out loud to Shelby.
She looked around, searching for the man, Preston, she supposed, but could n't find him, and the feeling of optic piercing her very soul was gone. She continued to look for another few minutes, but the circle on microscope stage started playing one of her ducky songs, and by the metre she got caught up in the dance floor, thoughts of Preston had all but vanished from her mind. As midnight rolled around, she remembered that she had told her mother that she would hold lunch the next day, and thought about how her mother absolutely abhorred boozing, and decided that she would really rather not have the worst hangover of her lifespan for lunch with mom, so she bid Shelby farewell, much to her letdown.


As she walked outside, she reached into her purse to dig out her cell phone, and came across Preston 's business wit again. She was about to call a cab, but for some reason, she was curious. She pulled up the earphone app and began to dial the number on the add-in. It rang once, and she got an answer.

'' This is Preston. '' Came a low, almost gravelly interpreter, through her telephone. It was the kind of voice that is just naturally aphrodisiac. The enticing, alluring vocalization of a man with a solid jawline, a rich five o clock dark, and magnanimous biceps. A articulation that perfectly matched the man that she had seen across the bar.

'' Umm, hi, my name is Nica, I think you sent me your card at the Fox Head tonight ? I do n't even really know why I 'm calling, but for some reason, I felt like I should. ``

'' I 'm beaming you did, Nica. I 'm glad you did. Do you hump why I sent you my card ? ``

'' N-No, not really, '' she stuttered.

'' well, why do n't you allow me to show you ? '' he asked.

As he finished his time, a oxford grey gray Viper roared up to the curb bit, and the passenger side room access popped open, revealing a man in a men in mordant fashion cause, with shades to match at the wheel.

'' Get in. '' The vocalisation in her ear said, and she heard the line click.

I do n't acknowledge why I 'm doing this, she thought, as she hesitantly climbed in the rider seat and shut the threshold. The Viper peeled away from the curb in a cloud of burning safety, and they were on their way. As they drove, she tried to ask the number one wood several clock time where they were going, but he did n't so much as glance in her direction. After about 20 arcminute, the device driver slowed, and pulled up to the bridle of a tall shabu building, and her door was opened by another man in a cause, who gestured to the front end door of the building. She looked around, slightly confused, but walked to the door, and entered. When she did, she saw a receptionist at the figurehead desk, who immediately greeted her, by saying `` Nica, I presume ? Mr. Sharp has been expecting you. take away the elevator to your right to the twenty-first base. He 's waiting there for you. ``

She entered the elevator, not for sure what to gestate, but hit the clitoris labelled 21, and waited for the elevator to finish. When it did, and the doors opened, she was a bit confused. She was looking at pitch shot total darkness iniquity. She could n't even see her hand in front of her nerve.


'' hullo ? '' She called out.
'' Well hello Nica. Why do n't you lead your horseshoe at the doorway and train a few measure inside, welcome to my penthouse. '' The vox seemed to come from everywhere and nowhere at the same time, echoing around the room, whose walls she still could n't see.

As she stepped forward and removed her skid, the vox continued,

'' Welcome to my penthouse, my playground, my earthly concern. Here, anything and everything is possible, if you only let it be. I 'm certainly you 're confused, and I 'm certain you have questions, like `` Who is this ? ``, `` Why did I come here ? ``, and `` His plug-in did say master, right ? Master of what ? '' Well allow for me to answer them. My name is Preston Sharp. You came here for the Sami reason that all women do. Because there 's something about me that you ca n't quite explain. I am a master of all matter sexual. I can return you things that you 've only dreamed about, and then some that you have n't yet. And you 're going to let me give them to you. I know this because I know you. I 've watched you for a piece Nica, I 've studied the type of woman that you are, the case of woman that you do n't even cognize that you are. And I 'm going to prove it to you. ``

A lighter flicked on, illuminating a hallway, followed by several more along the hallway ceiling, one at a time, rapidly towards her, momentarily blinding her.

'' On the board in front of you, you 'll see a musical composition of theme. It states that if you honestly do not enjoy the service I 'm about to provide to you, I will pay YOU a hunk sum of 50,000 dollars, no questions asked. I have signed it, and there is a wrinkle for you to sign as well. I 'm willing to propose an correspondence like this because as of yet, I 've never once had to pay anyone. I 'll have you a second to meditate this offer. If you decline, I 'll throw my driver take you wherever you wish. If you accept, however, we will be here for a few minute. ``

Nica looked down at the tabular array in movement of her now that her eyes had adjusted, and saw a simple musical composition of paper laying in front of her, with what appeared to be a simple agreement drawn up, signed by none other than Preston Sharp. All sorts of possibilities of what she could do with fifty thousand dollar popped through her mind, and it was pretty very much an instant no brainer as to what her decision would be. She threw caution to the wind, and before she really knew what she was doing, the paper was signed, and Preston had come out from the tail to direct her into his personal suite.

A few minutes later, she was sitting on a bed, while he leaned on a mesa, and he began to speak.

'' So Nica, tonight I 'm going to be pushing you to hear thing you may not have experimented with before. We will go over them as we get to them, but I 'll require you to bank me. In the agreement you signed, it stated that I will do you no permanent forcible harm, but I may induce you some temporary irritation or pain in the neck to heighten your pleasure. So you can bank that I wo n't do anything that will hurt you. That being said, are you ready to begin ? ``

'' Where do we start ? '' She asked.
'' Right here. ``

Quicker than she could blink, his lips were on hers in a flash bulb, hot and set, his glossa finding hers, eliciting a soft moan from her throat. She was having a bit of trouble thinking heterosexual person, but maybe that was just the last vestiges of alcohol in her system of rules, trying to mess with her school principal. At any rate, he was a good kisser, and he got even better when he nibbled her lip, and then sucked on the tip of her knife. That gave her a chill. No one had ever done that before, and it surprised her, in a good way.

He continued to kiss her, slowly working his way down one side of her neck, nibbling as he went along, and then coming back up the early side, stopping to bite at her earlobe, sending another shudder down her sticker, and a pulse between her ramification, which she then squeezed tighter together. As he worked his way back down her neck opening, he reached one hired hand up to pull her blouse down, exposing her breast, and he continued to kiss and nibble down until she gasped, and held her breath, waiting to see what he would do next. She did n't possess long to hold off before she found out. He slid both script back down to her shank and pulled her in tight for a abstruse, spit filled buss, and slid his helping hand under the hem of her shirt, pulling it up and over her head, only breaking the kiss for the instant where the shirt was in the way. The bra soon followed, and soon she was bare breasted, his work force exploring every column inch of her endanger skin. He started to take down his oral cavity back downwards, finally closing his backtalk around one teat, and starting to lightly imbibe, swirling his tongue around in circles, meanwhile using his hand to spin the early between his thumb and forefinger. Nica moaned, louder this sentence, lost in the feeling that he was giving her, and letting her hips start to proceed a bit.

He took the breath, and wasted no prison term in continuing his trail of kisses down to her zipper, and somehow that skilled mouth of his managed to untie her gasp with nothing but his tooth, and he began to pull them down. 'Purple lacing'he thought as he pulled her panty down .'I like it .'

The moment her panties were off of her ankles, they were across the room, and his teeth were doing exactly the opposite of what she wanted them to be. Teasing. He kissed from her calf up to her inner left second joint, then her right, then bit down, making her jump. He blew lightly across the top of her clit, making her wish it even more, and after what seemed corresponding forever, he finally lowered his tongue to the easy, velvety cleft that was her sex. He moved his tongue slowly at first. Long, tardily strokes that left her aching for more. He brought her close to a climax, but then danced back, then back up again, respective clock time, until she screamed his name, begging for firing. By the time he stood up, she had been so close at to the lowest degree 9 times, but he still had n't allowed her to cum.

When he did, she was too busy being stunned by the amazing pussy eating he had just done to notice the fact that he was undressed within moment. She also was too distracted to notice until it was in her expression that his pecker was one of the biggest that she 'd ever seen. The nous was large, almost purple, and his shaft was long, almost 8 inches, and definitely gear up to go. And she wanted it. Oh god, she wanted it.

Preston leaned down and kissed her, before turning around to take hold of something out of his dresser. She did n't quite see what until he had already slipped it onto her nerve. It was a blindfold. `` Wait, what are you doing ? '' She asked, all of a sudden a little uneasy and surprise. A niggling panicky actually. No sooner were the Bible out of her mouth than both of her wrists were tied together by some sort of textile and pulled above her head, presumably tied to the bed frame.

'' Trust me. '' Preston said. `` I told you I would n't bruise you. ''

Somehow, his vocalism actually did put her at ease, and she started to loosen up as her feet were succeeding to be secured. Soon after that, he slipped a dyad of earplugs in her ears, and then, nothing. 10 hour passed, and she began to get a little frantic, left alone with her thoughts of being left alone, tied up, blindfolded. She started to get restless. Almost as soon as she started to fidget though, she felt the weight on the bed sack. She was still soaking wet, and she was still wanting that cock that she had seen moment before, but what she did n't expect was what she got. She felt what seemed like a body positioning itself over her spreading peg, and she started to squirm with anticipation. Another few bit passed with no crusade, and she tried to rear her hips upward, urging Preston to go in her, but he still did n't. As she let out the breath she had been holding in, and started to let her hips drop, at that moment where she least expected it, all of a sudden, it felt like she had been filled more than she had ever been before. In one liquidity thrust, all eight glorious in of his cock filled her, slamming deep into her kitty. As she clenched down in surprisal, a massive coming came like a tsunami through her, sending her eubstance into spasms, and she passed out.

When Nica awoke, she shook her head, at first thinking 'where am I ?', then slowly remembered the contingent of her face-off with Preston. 'Oh, right, Preston .'she thought ... 'Wait, where 's Preston ?'and she opened her oculus, finding herself suspended four feet from the floor, hands and feet bound together behind her back, a testicle gag in her backtalk, and a spreader bar between her knees.


... To Be Continued