The decision

The second she had closed the door behind them he turned her around and pressed her against the door with one swift motion. His body pressed hard against hers. She couldn't look into his eyes but looked down instead. He waited for her breathing to calm down, softly took her chin in his hand and lifted her head so she had to look him in the eyes. His soft movement contrasted with his strong body pressing her hard against the door.
"Well, here we are," he finally said, tenderly caressing her cheek. "Now, you know what this means, little one,... there are two options, I have made up my mind or else I wouldn't be here, the rest is up to you. ... Either you tell me to knock it off, make it clear you don't want to 'play,' and I'll be back out that door before you know it... OR you tell me what you really want, what you crave, what you want me to do to you..." Her heart was racing. This was it, her last chance to get out of this situation. "I.., I...," she stuttered. "Do you want me to stay?" he asked again. She didn't reply, thoughts racing through her mind. "Well, in that case," he said,"I'll be on my way then." and let go of her, opening the door.

'No, no, no' her mind was screaming. 'This is your fantasy come true, don't blow it, girl.' "No," she called out, "no, please don't leave." He was already walking down the hallway. "Please,... please, Sir,..." she cried, running after Him. Without taking any notice of her he kept walking. "Sir, please stay," she begged, sinking to her knees trying to get a hold of His leg. She was suddenly very scared He might really leave her again, her needs forever unfulfilled since it was clear He would never return. Tears of frustration started to stream down her face. He stopped walking and looked down at her. There she was, on her knees, holding on to His leg, crying and whispering "Please don't go" over and over again. His **** girl! A sudden sense of pride crept up in Him, and a mild smile started to form on his lips. "Look at me," he demanded. She looked up, looking Him in the eyes. "What are you?" he asked. They were still in the middle of the hallway, anyone could pass by at any moment and discover the little scene. "I am a **** slut, Sir." she obediently replied. "Whose **** slut are you?" "I am Your **** slut, Master, to serve and please You, Sir." she replied without even having to think about it. All the things He had taught her a long time ago came back now. For the first time in ages she felt truly submissive again.
He smiled at her and said "Get back in the apartment, **** girl." She got up and as she started to walk towards her door she realized the mistake she made. At the same moment she could feel His hand grabbing her hair. "Who told you you're allowed to 'walk'?" he hissed, pushing her back down on her knees. "I'm sorry, Sir, I wasn't thinking,.. I'm sorry," she apologized. He just sternly replied "We'll deal with that later, lil slut. Now crawl!" "Yes, Sir." Feeling more humiliated than ever before in her life she started crawling. Of course she had been humiliated by Him many times, in much more degrading ways over the internet earlier. But this was real life, the real thing,... and it felt so much more intense. She couldn't believe how horny it made her to crawl around on the floor, His eyes resting on her ass as He followed her. They got back into the apartment, and he closed the door.

He strode over to the sofa and sat down, His eyes never leaving His little wet slut who was still kneeling by the door. "Up here," He told her, His right hand pointing to His right side. Hesitantly she got up, slowly approached Him and sat down as He instructed. He started stroking her hair for at least two minutes, silently studying her face. "I really hate to begin our meeting like this, slut, but you seem to have forgotten a few rules, my little one." he finally broke the silence. She looked down, feeling really stupid for having disappointed Him at the very start of their first meeting.
Just as she was saying "I'm sorry, Sir" He grabbed her hair, yanked her head back and pulled her over His lap. She gasped and let out a little sound, startled by His roughness.

There she was, lying across His lap, His hands stroking up and down her back and across her ass.
She could feel her cunt getting wetter and wetter. With a sudden yank He pulled the back of her pants and panties down, exposing Her bare ass. She twitched and moaned a little, more in surprise than anything else. "Mmm...," she could hear Him say,"Now I finally get a chance to give that little ass of yours what it needs, right, **** girl?"