Serena, budding Dominatrix

Frank pulled up to the nondescript motel, a large duffel bag on the passenger seat. Serena, the woman who had hired him, had asked to meet in a motel room rather than her college dorm. He couldn't say he blamed her; she was a budding Dominatrix, after all. He glanced down at himself, making sure everything was in place before getting out of the car. His cock was already semi-hard, and he groaned, shifting his legs to accommodate its size.

Serena was waiting for him in the room, dressed in her brand new dominatrix outfit. Frank had to admit, she looked good. She was young, still in college, with a fit body, long black hair, and sultry, seductive green eyes. She was used to bending men to her will, and Frank could tell she thought this would be no different.

"Strip," she ordered, her voice shaking just a little.

Frank did as he was told, slowly undressing in front of her. He had met all kinds of women in this line of work, but Serena was different. She was nervous, unsure of herself, but determined to prove herself. Frank decided to let her have her fun.

Once he was naked, Serena gestured towards the chair she had prepared with restraints. "Sit," she commanded, and Frank obeyed, letting her tie him down.

She took out a soft flogger, and began to flog his shoulders, legs, and stomach. The sting was soft enough to only serve to arouse Frank further. He closed his eyes, letting out a low groan as she continued.

Serena brought out a few other BDSM implements, but she seemed unsure of how to use them. Eventually, she just gave up and dropped to her knees in front of him. Her eyes were fixed on his cock, and Frank could see the hunger in them.

She reached out, hesitantly at first, and then with more confidence as she fondled his massive dick. Frank couldn't help but smile as she began to stroke him, her grip firm and sure.

Serena leaned forward, her lips wrapping around the head of his cock. Frank let out a low moan as she began to suck him, her mouth hot and wet. She tried to be mean, to act like a Dominatrix, but she couldn't hide the pleasure on her face.

She took him deeper into her mouth, her throat working to take as much of him as she could. Frank could feel himself getting closer to the edge, but he held back, wanting to make this moment last as long as possible.

Serena pulled back, gasping for air, and then stood up. She stripped off her dominatrix outfit, revealing her tight, toned body. She climbed onto Frank's lap, her pussy wet and ready for him.

She sank down onto his cock, taking him in inch by inch. Frank groaned as he felt her tight heat surrounding him, his hands clenching in the restraints as she began to ride him.

Serena was moaning, her head thrown back in pleasure as she rode him. Frank could feel himself getting closer to the edge, but he held back, wanting to make this moment last as long as possible.

Serena came twice, her pussy clenching around Frank's cock as she screamed in pleasure. Frank couldn't hold back any longer, and he came hard, filling her up with his seed.

Serena collapsed onto him, her breathing ragged as she tried to catch her breath. Frank untied the restraints, and she pulled away from him, looking awkward.

"I...I didn't mean to...I thought I could do it," she stammered, her eyes downcast.

Frank smiled at her, reaching out to brush a strand of hair out of her face. "You did great," he assured her. "You'll get the hang of it."

Serena looked up at him, her eyes shining with gratitude. "Thank you," she whispered, and then leaned in to kiss him.

Frank returned the kiss, his hands tangling in her hair as he deepened it. He knew he had found a new friend in Serena, and he couldn't wait to see where their relationship would go from here.