A Guest

I knocked the door and waited patiently outside.

"Come in," I heard Mira say from the other side of the room.

As I walked in I saw that she had company. Sitting on one of the chairs was a pretty young lady who looked about my age. I saw that underneath her there was a pair of high heels that she had slipped out of, and that she had both of her bare feet on the chair in front of her. She did not have any nail polish on her toes, and come to think of it, she didn't seem to have any make up on. This gave her a very natural beauty, one that made her stand out from other girls.

"James, this is Carla. She's a feminist studies major. We met at a café nearby and she said she was looking for male subjects for a project about male submissiveness, so I told her to pass by here to meet you."

"Hello James." Carla's voice was sultry and dominant. "Mira told me that you would be interested in being my test subject." At this point I could only nod my head in approval. "Great, there's one test to get through first though." I looked at her as she removed her feet from the opposing chair and stood in front of me. As opposed to Mira's diminutive stature, Carla was only a couple inches shorter than me. She turned her back to me, turned her head backwards, then said "Get on your hands and knees and kiss my ass."

I looked over at Mira as if asking for approval. Her smile indicated that she was loving every moment of this. It almost looked like she had her hand stroking her clit under the desk, but I dismissed that as my wild imagination playing tricks on me. She gave me a single nod.

As soon as I got approval I went down to my knees, crawled over towards the girl standing in front of me, and looked up at her sexy ass covered by skinny jeans. I took in her imposing figure and felt myself get aroused at the thought of worshipping her.

"Come on bitch, I don't have all day!"

It was time. I moved my head closer to her and planted a kiss on her round ass. She giggled with delight. "Perfect. You've passed the test." She then took a pen and paper from Mira's desk, wrote something on it, then left it there for me. She gave me one last condescending look before saying "see you soon bitch." She thanked Mira, put on her high heels, and walked out. I couldn't help but look at her magnificent ass as she left.

The paper had written on it a date, time, and place. I put in my pocket, eager to meet this dominant woman again and see what she has planned for me. Now however it was time for me to please my mistress.