Part 1

A few days of communication on the Internet, finding out who loves what, who wants what, what is possible, what is impossible. On the fifth day in the morning I propose to meet, in the evening in a suburban complex, closed territory, without unnecessary eyes and extra people. She doubts, I give time until 3 o'clock in the afternoon. He promises to think, calm down, say that everything will be fine, do not worry, once it would have happened anyway. At such moments I do not like to rassusolivat, because it leads to difficulties, because there are doubts, and so she needs to decide: either go or not.
At 3 pm, a message arrives:
- I'm ready. Very afraid, but ready. And only trust in you prevents me from staying at home.
- Only trust? Or is there also a desire? I hope your desire is stronger than trust. You made the right choice, today you will find out everything, we will meet, and you will get what you wanted, and I promised you. Everything, girl, you are smart, do not forget to do with your body all the procedures that we need for a comfortable pastime, and by 20 o'clock you are in place.

I write the address and the time at which it should appear.
Electric gates, a smooth path, gazebos everywhere for the rest of people are pushed around, in the center there is a beautiful building with molding and gilding, inside which there is a restaurant. Green grass, artificial mini-rivers with red fish, playgrounds, swings. I am led to the hotel complex, which is located at a distance, almost at the end of the territory.
- Gently, there are steps,
- Yes, yes, I remember that there are steps, then the most important thing for me to take up the railing, and then I myself.

This familiar smell emanating from the bath on the first floor makes you remember what colors are here, what floors, walls, what pictures are here ... Here it is, the administrator's room.
- Hello.
- Oh, hello, Andrei, it's you, how long have you not been to us!
- Yes, hello, Larissa, it's me, so I decided to visit you.
- Sorry, immodest question, which probably interests everyone: no changes !?
- No, no, as usual, I can look - see no, it happens better worse), but I’m already used to it.
“You are in your permanent, quiet, far, large room on the second floor?” You kind of ordered this or is it not you?
- Well, you know me, I can and in any, but do you want me to break the furniture?) In my usual room I already know everything) so if there is an opportunity, then give the one I ordered, my farthest big quiet room.
- Of course, of course, you ordered it, everything was removed there and left only what you asked for, let's go, I will take you!

- Hello, hello, yes, I'm on the spot, waiting for you. When you drive up, they will hold you, be sure to call me before the number, that's all.
Familiar number. I walk around the room from wall to wall, get used to the situation and think what you are, such as you described yourself to me or not, when you already arrive - in general, like a tiger in a cage. Excitement, no fear - only interest, great interest, to feel the one that wanted to meet me, not like everyone else. Not afraid and decided to help me and myself.
- Hello, yes, it's you. I ask one last time: are you ready or not? Do not rush and do not answer. If ready, in exactly 5 minutes you will enter the room, and there will be no further back. If you turn around and leave, I understand, there is nothing terrible in this.
Well, here, as always, how can you not be on time!
- Hello, yes, hello, but I'm a little busy ...

I walk around the room, impulsively discussing tomorrow's affairs with a friend, I hear the door open and enter ... When I heard that the door was closed, I gave a sign, without being distracted from the conversation, with my hand that you should stand still.I continue to walk around the room and talk on the phone. At the same time I imagine what is going on in your head right now.
You expected to see at least a gentleman in a suit, and a short man in a sports cap, T-shirt, shorts and barefoot walks around the room ... I walk past you back and forth and feel how you stand and watch my every movement. I feel how you burn me with your eyes and try to understand what I am: evil, kind, like I described myself to you, what will happen to you ... I feel it passing by. I feel your excitement.

I finish the conversation, put the phone in my pocket and try to look at you. Yes, here, probably, a dark spot is you, it stands out a little against the background of the light wall and the front door. It's you, well, sort of small, small, ok, now I find out. Still, it's good that I see at least something, at least some silhouettes, at least it is a spot and light.
I am heading in your direction, slowly approaching you, walking around, closing the door with a key. I think you are currently asking yourself the question: how does he walk, how does he move, if he is blind? Maybe he lied to me? Maybe you need to run away from here? I feel your doubt, I feel your disbelief, you are silent, just stand and silent. I take a step from the door and walk up to you from behind, touch your back with my hand, you shudder and begin to breathe loudly.
- Well, hello, is that you?
- Zdr ... hello, yes, it's me ...

Your voice is not at all the same as on the phone, it is softer, more sensitive and more suitable for your role. Excitement adds to his sexuality and understanding of the situation.
Good girl, arrived, so gentle ...
- Are you scared?
- No, absolutely not. Just a little worried.
- Do not worry, girl, now we will get to know you better, and you will understand that you do not need to be afraid of me.
- Yes, well, I think so too, at least I want it.
“Well, since you came, you probably remember how I told you that in my presence you should be constantly naked?”
Her hands crawled to the side of the dress lock ... my hands help to pull the straps from her shoulders, and the dress slides to the floor at the feet. How tender you are, what tender skin you have ... I touch my back, waist, hands on my stomach, I rise up with my right, and here they are my little boobs that you told me about. What are hard nipples, you're super ... - Be good, give me Pepsi.

- And yet I will return to the taboo. Have you thought about your taboos or not?
- I already told you: I do not think about taboos. How can I think about them, if I have not tried this and do not know how to react? I talked about what I want and what I want to be. It is up to you what you will do, and I, relying on your adequate attitude towards me, will execute everything that you order ...

... Well, girl, are you ready? Stroking your cheek with the back of your hand, fingers touching your hair ...
You kiss my hand and you say ... "Yes, I am ready." When I lift your face by the chin and try to find and look into your eyes. I do not know whether I look at them or not, but I want to see their loyalty and submission. I drive my thumb over your parched lips, trying to open them gently. But, having felt your tongue on it, I pull back my hand and give you a loud slap in the face:
- What are you, scum, forgot that your tongue and hands can only touch my legs? And that only with my permission? And the rest of the movement only on my team!
Slightly sobbing and crying:
- No, I have not forgotten ... just ... just me ...
Another ringing slap:
- What are you, scum ?! What are you?
- I, I ... you looked straight into my eyes, straight into my eyes, you have them like that !! It seemed to me that you look inside of me, that you see through me! ...
- And where is your tongue on my finger !? Are you kidding me, bitch !?
- I was scared that I would lose consciousness! ...

I go down your stomach to the pubis:
- Good girl, on time. Well, do you want to continue? - sharply penetrate your pussy with your fingers.- Oh, yes, there is no need to ask, you flow like a bitch, although why how - you are a bitch! Yes? I ask: are you a bitch ?!
Trying to lift your fingers up your pussy
- Mmmmaa !!! mmmmm ...
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