A Good Fuck

"Master, command me", I called to him. Where is this coming from, I as of myself, and why am I deriving so much pleasure from this?

'Rise, then, my ****", I hear Nick command. Without any hesitation, I do as bade, and stand before him, legs spread about a foot apart. He points at the wall next to him, calling out to me, "I want you to lean against the walk, place your hands in front of you. I follow his command and without protest. I feel him caressing me, starting at my left arm, proceeding to my shoulders, and then across to my right as he walks behind me. I'm naked in a stalled elevator car, and completely at the mercy of a complete stranger, and yet I'm energized by the very thought. Each time I feel his body touch mine, I felt it turns me on like none other.

"Stand still, slut." Nick declares as he becomes more confident, more certain. I could sense him moving slowly around me, moving inches around me slowly before coming to a halt directly behind me. I can feel him breathing over my left shoulder, as he probes my body with his hands. His left quickly lands upon my breasts from behind, while his right hand reaching between my legs, fondling my crotch, before making its way around in front. It's alluring, the way he's acting. So in charge, so much. . . in power. I can't place why, but I'm so excited by this right now.

I felt his lips against my neck, and soon I also felt his throbbing manhood rubbing against my exposed clit. I moan simply at its touch. He rubs it against me several times, before thirsting it home, harder than I'm used to. Nick's first thrust hits me with some ****, shoving his cock as it easily slips deep inside of me. I feel the need grow within my body, and I push my body against his.

I felt all kinds of pleasure and pain as his thrust hits home. Unlike any adventure I've had so far, including those from last night, he's anything but gentle. Instead, he's forceful, filled by desire and flushed from his newfound power. I moan loudly, as he forcing more of himself inside me, forcing my body to stretch around his rod. I shout out hard in response, "Fuck me, Master . . . ohh yea". Just as suddenly, Nick pulls his rod out most of the way, with only the tip left within me. A moan escapes from my lips in anticipation, before Nick pushes even deeper into me. I let out a massive moan once more, closely following each thrust of his rod into me, which he drives deep into my body. Even as my insides stretch and quell against him from the **** I continue to meet his body's every thrust. Yet, despite it all, I never felt more alive than I did at that moment when he nailed so forcefully.

"You like that, slut? He whispered in my ear. I responded right back "YEeess .. Fuck yea master. . please take me hard . . with you uhgghguh dick fuuuucc yea ahhh yeah oooooohh yea, Fuuuuccck me like your ugghghg sluutty title. bitch uggghhugh ya, FUUUCCkkkkkkk yeeeeaaaYA" I cried out, before going back onto more shouts of pleasure. My body was awash of sensations; Between him dominating so completely, the pleasure being taken, combining with the discomfort caused by the fullness of his body pressed into me, making me come harder than I thought possible. I found myself filled with lust and desire for more. It was at that moment that Nick chooses to fuck me with such **** that it shoved me within inches of the metal interior of the elevator. As my nibbles touched cold metal, I felt myself come sudden climax, which impacted me greater than any I experienced before, and I hope he will take me harder yet. I felt his balls slap hard against my thatch, and with their impact, I felt ripples of pleasure cascade throughout my being.

Despite it all, I feel a sheer, primal lust welling up within me. With each forceful thrust, It rose higher still, leaving me full of a need for the next push into my body, and then the next. It was at that moment he really started increasing the space of his pounding, unit he was taking me like a drill; hard and very fast. I Heard myself moan loudly "Ohh master! Fuck ME so hard! FILLm me with your seed, oooOOOHH MASTER! Please take me like the uggghu dirty SLUt I I'm. . . OHH FUCKCKKKKK YEEeeeEA! .. . FFFUUUCKKK my PUSSSYYYY, please MASTERRRR YAHHHH FUUUUCCKKK aHHHAHHHAHH ugh huh", I managed to follow with more exceedingly loud, moaning.

Regardless of how long the clock would say this sexual liaison took, they seem to stretch on, as pressure and pain merged together in me, fulling a primal desire I did not know I had. They were highly intimate, sexual experiences, which fulfilled several of my desires at one time, and some of them had gone unrealized till the moment Nick Took me with such energy. I felt myself climax at that moment even greater than at any time in my life up till that moment. I simply did not want the moment to end, despite everything that it came with. It did end, however, as Nick shot a load deep within me, which he followed up with a few more thrusts, all be it much slower than previously, before his rod was removed from within me completely. I stood still, as commanded, while he rubbed his cock gently against my ass several times, before withdrawing.

I could not believe what happened, I thought. I had given myself wholly to a stranger, simply so I could pass the time trapped in the elevator in some assembled manner of peace. I rotated myself slowly, leaning against the side of the elevator car, and took a deep breath. He had just finished tucking himself back in place, before reaching down and picking up my fallen towel. As he handed it to me, I thanked him, before placing it over one shoulder. Somehow, my desire for modesty was not rating nearly so high now, as it had been when first got up. I took a measure of myself and felt nothing harmed, save perhaps my pride. I could feel the seed within me squelching around, and I have to admit the sensation was an enjoyable one.

"You're not so bad... I 'mean for a slut", he said, now teasingly about the experience. "Thanks, and you made for a pretty amazing Master. I have had sex before, but never in such a submissive role before. Have to admit, it was really enticing me." Wait, why did I just admit that to him? I asked of myself. "So, I asked, are we over once that for opens . . or?"

He ponders, that, leaning by might side against the same wall of the elevator, and said, 'Well, I could stop by at 6, and we can go from there".

I took a deep breath, fluttering your eyes lids, and say "I'd like that" With a satisfied smile on my face. I wonder why I said that, as I saw heard him say "See you there.", before nodding and turning to face the elevator door.

We only had to wait a few short minutes before power was restored, Soon, the lift got to the bottom floor, and I watch him step off the elevator, regretting somewhat that it was over. Despite, or maybe because of, being called a slut I loved being so submissive. The harshness of it makes it all made it all the more enjoyable. And now I have a dinner date, I think in surprise and anticipation. A dinner date with a complete stranger to who I just submitted myself sexually too in a busted elevator. An experience I very much found enjoyable, and now I was even now, puzzling through how I was going to top tonight. I'd better get ready.

I made my way into the locker room, moving to the door in quick strides, my mind awash in the thought of what may be yet to come. I quickly step up to, my locker to place my purse, slippers, and towel in. I then made my way over to the shower stalls, which were placed in a single area. Nothing repeated one stall from the next, much as I remembered seeing in a locker room; Many shower heads in a single, large room. Several adults were already showering, but I could easily one that was unoccupied. I walked up to one in the first row, turning on the water to a decent temperature, and stepping under the spigot.