Paula is to accept your domination

Paula hesitated for a minute then standing up pushed the large flannel shirt off her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor. She still refused to look me in the eyes, staring at the floor at her feet as she stood there in her bra. Her breasts were small, but nicely shaped and firm. Her nipples, now erect, were outlined perfectly through the thin lace of her bra. "Now remove your bra, Paula," I instructed as I watched her.

"Yes, master," Paula said softly as she reached behind her and undid the clasp, letting her bra fall to the floor to join her shirt. Her aureole were large round circles a darker shade of brown, contrasting against the tan of her skin, with small pencil eraser sized nipples jutting from the center. She stood there uncomfortably, fidgeting from one foot to the other as I stared at her breasts. Her hands made motions to cover her nakedness but a noise from me froze her. I let her stand there for a silent few minutes before I spoke again.

"Very good, Paula. You have very nice breasts." I complimented her as I stood up and slowly undid my pants, freeing my hard cock. "Now kneel on the floor." I commanded Paula as I moved to stand in front of her. She silently did as I instructed, kneeling in front of me so that she was eye level to my hard cock. She tried to avoid looking at my swollen manhood, bobbing inches from her face but I placed my hands on either side of her head, holding her in place. "Do you know what I want you to do?" I asked her as I directed her eyes toward my cock.

"Please, John!" Paula pleaded, looking up at me. "I can't, I can't cheat on Bill!"

"I told you to call me master," I reminded her, pulling her head into my crotch so that the bulbous head of my cock was pressed against her lips. "Now suck it, or tomorrow you'll be headed back home."

Paula just closed her eyes in resignation, slowly opening her lips and taking my cock into her mouth. She was hesitant at first but after a few seconds she took the entire length of my cock into her mouth, letting the head slide into the back of her throat. Paula started a rhythmic sucking, almost gargling motion which sent bolts of pleasure through my cock as her tongue started sliding over the bottom of my cock. After a few seconds she pulled her head back, until just her lips were on the tip of my cock then sliding my cock back into her mouth and started all over again. Watching her head bobbing up and down on my cock was such an erotic sight that I almost came. As I felt the pressure start building in my balls I pulled my cock from her sucking mouth. "Damn, you're good at that Paula," I complimented her. "Now lean over on your hands and knees."

"Please," Paula pleaded looking up at me, a mixture of pre-cum and spittle dripping off her lips, "no more."

"Paula, you're here to service me. You'll do everything I say, and do it well or by tomorrow night you'll be back home with your parents," I said, my hands grabbing handfuls of her hair and pulling it sharply. Paula gave a small cry of pain as I added, "And you're to call me master, slut!"

"I'm sorry... Master," Paula said softly as I released her hair. She slowly knelt on her hands and knees in front of me, her eyes downcast.

Walking around behind her I admired her slender waist and narrow hips, her ass small but perfectly rounded jutting up into the air. I ran my hand up her thin thighs, noting how she trembled at my touch as my fingers reached under her to unfasten her jeans. Pulling her pants down reveal a pair of lacy white panties, the crotch darkened with moisture. Running my hand up the inside of her thighs to her crotch I traced the outline of her pussy with one finger. "My, my, Paula," I said in feigned amazement, "you certainly are wet down here. You're not aroused by this are you, you little slut?"

"Yes, master," Paula said softly.