Laura and Francis lie on the bed in the hotel room. Both have big smiles on their faces.
After Laura had felt Francis’s belt, she was allowed to suck and lick his cock and tasted his sperm. She was able to swallow it all.
Then they were both in bed, and he took her pussy hard and rough while she was on all fours. She came so hard as he pinched her nipples and played with her clit while his cock was deep in her womb. Their mixed juices had run along her thighs. The bed was a real mess.
“Hmmm, my sub, was this the afternoon as you expected when you got to Brussels?” Francis teases Laura.
She smiles. “No, Sir, I expected to enjoy the sun on a terrace and then get back to my room to check my emails and finish some work.”
“You’d have preferred it that way?”
“Of course not, Sir,” she giggles. “I guess that work won’t run away, and I never imagined that real-life fun would be so much better than what we did online.”
“You’re still happy with changing the online fun to real-life submission?”
“Of course, Sir. Maybe I should get a shower to avoid making the mess in bed an even bigger mess.”
“I don’t think so, little one… You have some cleaning to do.” Francis points to his cock, which is semi-flaccid.
Laura moves around on the bed and starts licking and sucking Francis’s cock clean. “You’re such an eager cock sucker, my girl. I really love what you do. You may stop now, or I’ll get so hard that I’ll have to fuck you again, and I have some other plans.”
She looks up with a pouting face, but she’s wise enough not to say anything. She’s too curious about those plans. She’s on her knees on the bed looking at his body. For an older guy, he’s really in good shape, absolutely no beer belly, pretty muscular but luckily no bodybuilder type.
He watches her and smiles. She has a fantastic body, a nice smile, shoulder-length brown hair, sparkling eyes, a slender body, and legs to die for. The cum sticking on her thighs makes it even sexier.
“Put on your most sexy dress and heels, my little one. No need to bother about panties or a bra.”
She looks shocked. “I didn’t bring anything sexy, Sir. I’m here for business and brought just some business clothes to wear during the day, some casual clothes for the evening, and some sports things to work out.”
“That’s the reason we need to go out, my girl… I did not expect you to bring the appropriate outfit to be seen as mine. Neither did you bring the appropriate toys, I guess. I’m sure you can still look sexy in something you brought."
She looks shocked. “Can I first shower, Sir? My thighs are all sticky, and my body is sweaty after what we did.” She starts to walk towards the bathroom.
“You have two minutes to be dressed and ready to go out. Then I’ll get you and we’ll leave.” Francis gets up and starts putting his business clothes on.
She looks nervously at the suitcase and quickly opens it. She quickly puts on a black top, some tight black cotton pants, a black blazer, and some white sneakers. She takes a look in the mirror and gets a brush through her hair and puts on some nude pink lipstick. Except for the moistness and stickiness between her legs, she feels OK.
He looks at her and smiles. “You really look classy, my girl. Make sure that this is the last time ever you’ll be wearing pants when you’re with me. I do understand that you were not prepared for this, but you’ll have plenty of opportunities to correct that.”
Francis takes her hand and leads her out of the room.
“Where are we going, Sir?”
He looks at her. “It’s just a short walk. We’ll go to ‘Lady Paname’. That’s a very classy charm and lingerie store. I’m sure they’ll have everything we need, all those fun things you did not bring.”
She smiles at him, curious about that shop and glad he’s not taking her to one of those seedy adult stores.
He releases her hand and puts his hand on her ass cheek. “Wouldn’t you prefer to feel my hand over just a thin, classy, sexy dress instead of these pants?”
She giggles, “How would people react if they saw us that way?”
“I don’t care. I know it would make me very happy.” He squeezes playfully and kisses her neck.
Just a couple of minutes later, they reach the shop and are greeted by the very friendly owner.
Francis starts talking to her in fluent French, and Laura’s eyes open wide. She has no clue what he’s telling the friendly 50-year-old lady. Occasionally she recognizes some words like lingerie, toys, and soumise, but she cannot make sense of the interaction. The lady looks at her as if to get an idea of her measures.
She then turns to Laura. “Hi, I’m Audrey.” She takes her hand and leads her to the rear. “Your master told me that you just arrived in Brussels and did not bring any fun things. He mentioned that you brought just some boring business and casual clothes. I must admit that you look very sexy in this outfit. I agree with him that it doesn’t really show you as his submissive."
Laura looks shocked. She never expected that Francis would talk about her as a sub with total strangers. On the other hand, knowing that this is so natural for him makes her juices flow.
When the lady notices that Laura is not comfortable, she squeezes her hand. “This is a boudoir shop. We make sure that women are feeling comfortable, and we’re very discreet. We won’t take your name or talk about it. Nobody will see you or what you’re trying on… unless you or your master want it.” She winks at Laura.
She leads Laura to the fitting area. “You can take everything off. I’ll bring the items your master requested.”
Francis follows the two women to the fitting area and sits down in front of the fitting room. Laura pulls the curtain to have some privacy when taking her clothes off.
“No, no... no need. I’m sure that Audrey has already seen some naked women, and I love seeing you, as well, naked as in an appropriate outfit."
Laura bites her lip nervously. Being naked in a hotel room is one thing, but being naked in a shop is something completely different. “Please, Sir?”
Francis looks away, not making any effort to argue with his sub.
Finally she gives in and kicks off her sneakers, hangs her blazer, takes off the top and hangs it away, and finally slides down her pants and takes them off. She makes sure to have her back to Francis to show as little as possible. The smell of sex radiates from her body as she takes her clothes off.
“Turn around, girl.” The sound of Francis’s voice is quite demanding. She waits for a second but knows he’s not kidding. She turns around and shows her naked front to him.
The lady returns and hands Francis a thin pink collar with an o-ring and a leash and matching, more robust ankle and wrist cuffs. Francis smiles. “These are just perfect.”
Laura looks at them with big eyes. She had mentioned during chats that she loves those, but seeing them in reality is still something completely different.
Then Audrey hands him some ropes in different colors. The next item is a thick, long, remote-controlled vibrator.
She comes to Laura and hands her a pair of black strappy heels. They have killer heels and look extremely sexy. She fears she’ll never be able to stand in these. Once she fits them, Francis tells her to walk around in them. Surprisingly, they’re comfortable, and she doesn’t fall over.
Audrey returns with a black leather corset with some laces at the front. Audrey helps Laura to put it on. At first feeling, it’s very comfortable. The corset pushes her breasts up lightly. Audrey looks at Francis and then back at Laura.
“Shall I help put it on correctly?”
Francis nods. Audrey then starts pulling the laces. It feels like Laura can’t breathe any more by the time Audrey finishes. Her breasts seem now a solid D-cup instead of her regular B-cup. Her body seems so slender. When looking in the mirror, she feels extremely sexy: gorgeous breasts over a thin waist and then her wider hips and her smooth pussy. She notices the dried juices on her thighs and feels so ashamed.
Francis tells her to walk around again. His eyes follow every step. Watching her makes his cock hard. He’s not making any effort to hide that bulge.
“You look so sexy, little one. I could watch you walk like this for ages. Why don’t you crawl over here and sit on your knees between my legs?”
Laura feels like this is going too far. She looks at Audrey, who doesn’t say a word. She bites her lower lip nervously, thinking that Francis can’t be serious here in a shop. She takes another step and then looks at Francis. His eyes are stern; his smile is replaced by a strict look. She tastes some blood as she’s biting her lip too hard.
Slowly she lowers herself on her knees. While her eyes are locked with her master's eyes, she leans forward and gets on all fours. She notices the smile returning, and his eyes are bright. The corset is now so tight she can barely breathe. Slowly she starts to crawl. Audrey smiles. Even if this feels so humiliating, Laura feels her wetness between her legs. One hand in front of the other, one knee moving… slowly she continues. Every move that brings her closer to her master excites her even more.
By the time her hands can touch her master's shoes, Francis slowly lowers the zipper of his pants and frees his hard cock. She looks at it with big eyes. She leans forward to lick the tip of his cock. Suddenly his fist grabs her hair and yanks her head back.
“Auuu,” she screams and then quickly looks at Audrey.
Audrey goes on taking some items from the shelves as if this scream was very normal.
She looks up at her master and whispers, “Sorry, Sir.”
“We’ll take care of that greediness later, little one.”
Audrey returns and hands Francis a cane, a riding crop, a flogger, and some nipple clamps connected with a chain. Francis shows them to Laura. “You’ll try them here, little one, or later?”
Laura’s eyes open wide. “You decide, Sir, but if I may give you my opinion, I’d prefer to try them later.”
He smiles. “Hmmm, you’re right, little one. We shouldn’t do everything at the same moment.” He puts the items down and takes one item in his hands: the pink collar. “Now it’s up to you, little one. You want everybody to see you’re mine, or the idea still scares you? You decide to accept my collar now or only in the hotel room.”
She looks up from his hard cock to that collar and back to his cock. She notices that drop of precum on the tip and smiles when looking up. Her legs start to shake, her breathing quickens. She nods.
“Say it, little one. And if you want it now, lift your hair.”
Her mouth is so dry. She can barely speak. Her hands move up to move her hair away. “May I be Yours, Sir? May I wear Your collar? May I be Your sub and be seen by everybody as Your sub?”
Francis bends forward and kisses her, while tears of joy start to run down her cheeks. He wraps the thin pink leather collar around her neck and pulls it tight and buckles it.
“You’re mine, and everybody will see you’re mine, little one. You may pleasure me now.”
She bends forward and places some soft kisses on the tip of his cock, tasting his precum. With a smile on her face, she completely forgets where she is.
Audrey returns and quietly puts down a holdall beside the couple and puts the other items in.
Francis leans back on the chair, giving easy access to his sub. Laura licks along the shaft and questioningly looks up at her master to see if she can completely free his cock. A small nod shows his approval, and she frees his cock completely, her hands on his balls, licking along his shaft, swirling her tongue around the tip of his cock, sliding the hard cock between her soft lips, sliding it over her tongue. She keeps sucking and licking it and then takes it as deep as she can in her throat.
Francis’s moans and groans show how much he loves this. He looks down as his hard cock slides between her lips, almost all the way. Then she lets it come out again. She looks up and slides his cock again deeper in her mouth. Without being aware, her fingers slide along her moist lips. She continues sucking and licking, one hand playing with his balls, the other hand playing with her pussy.
Their moans and groans mix as an erotic symphony. She starts to suck harder on his cock as she feels her orgasm build up. Francis's breathing quickens and then stops, and she feels his cum flood her mouth. Her body reacts immediately, spasms going through every muscle, reaching her pelvis, and while keeping his cock deep in her mouth, her orgasm washes over her body. She swallows to avoid losing some of his semen.
When she feels his cock soften, she lets it slide out and looks up at him, a big smile on her face. He pulls the o-ring up and kisses her, tasting his seed.
“We have to do much more training, my sub… You still act as a pure slut. Who told you to touch yourself? Who asked and received permission to cum?”
He pushes her away and she falls over. All positive emotions draining from her body, tears running, but this time no tears of joy.
“Sorry, Sir.”
He puts his cock away and puts his pants back on.
Just seconds later, Audrey returns and looks with a smile at Francis and then pitifully at Laura. She shows Francis some lacy, boxer-style panties and a satin and lace little black dress, and he approves.
Laura looks up, still an emotional mess. She’s so aware that she failed her master again. She wonders if he’ll consider her worthy to wear that collar. Between her eyelashes, she looks at him and the sexy dress and panties, not sure how to react.
“Get up, slut. Put on this dress and panties and come back.” His voice still strict and demanding.
Even though she feels terrible, she’s so happy to put on some panties. This feels immediately so much more like being dressed. Audrey helps Laura to put on the dress. Luckily, it reaches her mid-thighs. When she looks in the mirror, she notices her nipples standing out. Watching them makes them even stand out more. The top is very sheer, not hiding too much, though it doesn’t look slutty. It looks rather classy, especially with those heels. She turns around and looks at Francis.
Hesitantly, she asks, “You like it, Sir?”
“I love it... I’d love to see you in this dress every time we’re going out.”
She smiles, so happy she can wear some panties when going out.
“I just need to make one small adjustment. Come here, little one. Stand in front of me.”
She immediately does what he demands. He pulls the panties to the side and slides in the black fake cock, fixing the small tip on her clit. “This slides in so easily… I fear it might slide out too easily as well. Therefore, I prefer you wear those panties to secure it." He makes sure that the panties hold the cock and gently slaps her ass. He slides open the app on his phone, and the fake cock starts humming lightly. She lightly jumps and pushes her legs closed.
