Like a proper little slut

I give Riya about twenty minutes, changing out of my day clothes into a simple cotton robe that belts around my waist. I also pop another of the ED pills that I keep just for this purpose. The one-a-day dosage is enough to make me feel like I'm forty again, but for tonight I want to be more like a twenty-year-old stud. While I'm in the bathroom I take the time to brush my teeth. I consider shaving but decide that the 24-hour stubble on my face is perfect for the character I'm expected to play.

As I head up the stairs, I wonder if I'm hoping to find her waiting for me like a good submissive slut or if it'd be better to have to drag her out from some lame hiding place. Even before I get to my door I hear the sounds of Indian music playing softly inside. I close the door behind me with and then more as a way to increase the tension I take the time to lock the door behind me so Riya knows there will be no escape.

“Is this what you had in mind, Mr. Patterson?” Judging by the look on Riya's face I'm pretty sure that she is looking forward to this as much as I am. “A copper-skinned native maiden to ravish and tame?”

“Are you ready for this, Riya?” Her eyes pause when she sees the tenting of the loose robe and then drop shyly to the ground by her feet. “It could get a little rough.”

“I know. Is that -” She takes a deep breath before finishing the question. “Is that what you want? Or would you rather have me submit tearfully with only a few futile protests as you spread my legs and defile my pure body?”