Representing Sir
- 6 days ago
- 10 min read
Updated: 4 days ago
My Dominant had asked me to represent him at the Dungeon. I remember being at work and seeing the message. The last time I wasn't able to, so I know I had disappointed him. Now, I wanted to do something nice for him. I'd never forget how excited he was that I agreed. He kept giving me pointers on how to act, the characteristics of a good submissive and what to say.
Despite having to run around at work, my mind was in a whole different place, wondering what to wear, what color to paint my toes, and just every other girly shenanigans. Later on that day, after a serious debate on color coding and dresses, I was finally able to pull up on time. The stress of having to get ready had already left me, but a deep worry started to swirl in my gut. I was so nervous that I collectively forgot everything Sir had told me earlier that day. I could only rely on my natural charm and mannerisms.
Upon arrival at the Dungeon, a fellow Dom got me acquainted with the layout of the venue and how to do my job. I texted Sir to let him know that I was there. I always thought that he would be the first to show me this place. Now I'm stuck here for the next couple of hours and everybody has their partner except me. It got worse as the guests arrived. All the happy couples and friend groups. Submissives were in their collar and leash attached to their Dominant, but not me. Honestly I was just trying to get through the night and focus on doing my job well. After all, he entrusted this role to me.
While hosting and interacting with the guests, then unexpectedly, almost miraculously, Sir just happens to be standing at the door. At first I thought,
"That person looks like Sir"
But then I proceeded to look away focusing back on the guests, but my whole body just had the feeling that something just wasn't right. So I looked again, and then I knew.
As I looked up at him to to confirm, he gazed upon me and with that stare I was paralyzed. I wanted to turn my head away, put my hands over my face and blush, or even say something, but all I could do was hold his gaze. His posture, his outfit, all of it burned into my mind. Time stopped for a couple seconds. I felt as though it was only me and him in the crowd. I saw him, but my brain had to recover from the shock. I forcefully broke my eyes away from him to speak to the guests I was serving, who I now just remembered was infront of me.
The room began to dim as I walked over to him. He now had my full attention. In that moment I completely abandoned my duties. My heart kept pounding as I got closer. I looked up at him and I smiled. The music was loud but I heard when he said it.
"On your knees"
Despite how happy I was to see him I was still very self-conscious about where I was and all the unfamiliar people standing around. So I acted as if I didn't hear.
When he repeated the command for the second time, I knew he knew for sure that I heard it. I happily did what he asked and feel to my knees at his feet. As I knelt there, not knowing what was to come. He step towards me, where he presented his hand to which I took and kissed the back of his hand and waited for him to give me the signal to stand.
I felt everyone's eyes on me and and I just wanted to dig into him right then and there, because at his feet is where I feel safe. He then kissed my forehead and helped me to my feet. At this point, My stomach was swamped with butterflies at the gesture. It's surprising that after a whole year apart he could still make me feel like this. For the rest of te night I tried my best to avoid him and do my job. But that was next to impossible. Everytime I stepped out of the room my eyes would automatically find his.
Seeing Sir for after a year, I still wanted to serve him. He only needed to say the words and my body would comply. And tonight, after a year getting to see how cool he looks in a suit is a plus. So while I was standing at the door waiting for the guests. The dungeon master was making an announcement, so all eyes were looking forward. But I'm sure I never heard a word he said. How could I focus when Sir was so close. It didn't take long for him to pull me closer and caress my neck. I completely forgot what was happening around me. His touch was unraveling my will to be celebate for the night.
He then bent down, slipped his hand under my short mini skirt and took off the shorts I was wearing underwear with such ease. Not that I'd ever make it hard for HIM to get it. Every caress of the skin made my panties a little more damp. The drinks I was holding in my hand in the tray shook in my hand and I was fighting so hard to keep my composure. He loved every moment of it. How my body responded to him. How his spanks made me cry out disturbing the silent crowd that was listening to the host. I was so embarrassed. When he finally let me go after he finished and fiddling with my ass I had to hold my head down and rush to the back office where I collected myself in the security room.
I was feeling embarrassed to be used and toyed with in public view, but my nipples were peak hard. And again, I was his toy. Plus, the environment didn't help to bury my excitement either as the sexual tension between everyone was so thick in the air that it made it harder to stop thinking about him. After managing to do my job effectively for a little time. I saw him on the camera he walked outside and walked back in. I also saw him looking around the place. The other submissives in training said he was probably looking for me, but I didn't think so. However, when I bumped into him on my way to the bar, I was suddenly grabbed by the neck and forced to look in his eyes.
Startled by the sudden aggressiveness of his actions, I stared at him wide, questioning eyes. He had a crazed look to him. It made me nervous. I chuckled a bit, hoping to ease the tension. Then suddenly " SLAP!*" my head snapped to the side.
"Is something funny?"
"What are you laughing for?"
Now, it's not that it hurt me. I was just aware that another part of my body was reacting to what was going on. I literally felt my pussy jumped to being lapped across the face, and I fucking liked it. But like the idiot I was, I had to go and laugh some more. So the slaps came one after the other; and soon we had a number of eyes watching us. Watching me... And here I was getting wet for something so small. He then guided my hand down and over to the front of his pants, showing me that he was affected also. He then unzipped and pulled his cock out for me to play with.
My nipples stood at attention as I touched his bare cock with my small hands. If my face could get red then I'd be a tomato. Sir then told me to bend over and hold on to the pillar. When the first spank strike hit my ass I thought that it was just child's play. He probably wanted to just hear a couple sounds from it. But what I didn't expect was how painful it would get as the intensity gradually increased. That sweet sensation of pleasure and pain all mixed in one.
The pain, not to much that I couldn't handle and the pleasure heavenly enough to want more. I thought the spanks would have stopped a long time ago. Consistently being hit in the same spot had my knees unsteady and wobbling. My moans weren't small and pretty anymore. I started to scream. My body trembled. Heat radiated off my ass. I wanted to cry. Then I saw a couple standing next to us with the lady looking at me, or my ass to be more specific. If I could manage to bury my face in my hands I would. Her boyfriend was looking just as intently. Like a piece of artwork at an auction. I guess they were the ones with the highest bid.
Next thing I knew I was in the private room, Sir taking off his tie and tied my hands above my head on a hook on the wall. The couple that was besides us also came in with us and I saw them start to get busy, no time wasted. She quickly dropped yo her knees and sucked it off quite nicely. His sounds were proof of that. I felt like she needed to be a bit nastier with it though, as Sir and I watched the show. She was too proper lol (not that I'm an expert). I got the sense that this was probably a competition just to show off which submissive could suck it better. So now, It was my turn, and all that was in my mind was to win, as it was now their time to watch us.
Sir untied my hands and led me to my knees. I gladly opened my mouth as wide as i could and swallowed Sir cock deep inside. Now let me tell you, Sir has one of those nice big and thick heavy cock . It was so big and juicy, overflowing with precum. I was honored that he got so wet for me. Sucking on it like a jolly rancher. I chocked, spit and sucked again like a vacuum cleaner, making my cheeks look hollow. My throat was burning and my mouth was started to get tired, so i started stroking my tongue over the tip, where all the nerve endings are😈. I sucked and worked sir cock until he came in my mouth.
Feeling as Sir release inside my mouth I was so surprised. My first instinct was to spit. But then he reminded me of my promise (As I did tell him next time I will be swallowing every drop). This too would be my my first time swallowing, so I pictured ice-cream in my mind and like a good little girl I swallowed it all lol. To put the cherry on the top i even stuck my tongue out to show him my work that I was finished. I think the best part was how he sounded during everything. So sexy. My hormones have been so crazy since the night started, I just wanted my dominant to bend me over. But instead the lady got what I wanted.
As the couple started fucking on the take right beside us, Sir allowed me to hold and guided the dick into her the girl's tight wet little pussy. It slipped right in. I couldn't help rubbing her thighs while she's being fucked being apart of their experience without actually being in it. Her skin was so soft, feeling her up I then made my way up to her breasts where I started playing with her nipples. All of this while she is moaning and getting her pussy pounded. I was reminded of my own experience with a girl. My nipples got so stiff they started to hurt a bit, as I stared at his length going in and out. It was nice but I don't think the woman was satisfied to her full potential. I was jealous though. As how he was making her feel. I wanted to feel that way too. I really wanted Sir to take me, just as he was doing to her, but as always Sir kept himself composed. This was my first time at the Dungeon, and Sir was in charge.
The girl then went back down to her knees and started to suck once more. In all the excitement, I believe I heard the man asked for me to suck his dick to. I don't know if Sir felt how I held onto him, but when Sir said "No" I was relieved. I felt protected and safe. Sir took his tie once more and had constrained me to the wall again. He was only tied my hands, but my pussy loved it. To my mind, deliciously sexy all of this was. He was so close that if my hands were free I would touch him all over. He undressed my upper half.
They say you can tell a lot by a person's eyes. As soon as he spotted the breast tape (As I wasn't wearing a bra), a wide smile graced his face (his sadistic energy was heightened), and dread filled my stomach. He started off by carefully drawing the tape then suddenly ripped without mercy. I cried out, completely helpless. He even slapped nipples with his fingertips. My body jolted and I made sounds of discomfort. He just kept smiling, like a child who just found a brand new toy. But I loved how he worshipped my body after every impact. Kisses on my boobs, sucking on my nipples. Then he pulled the tape again. I got so confused. I wasn't sure if I liked it or not. But I got wet regardless.
It was just two simple actions. But I still couldn't tell what would come next. Everything surprised me, and I had a reaction to everything. The tape was litterally never-ending. But as long as Sir was the one doing these things, I would always accept them. I would always say yes, for him. While he was doing this, I played with him a bit too. Nibbled on this ear when he bent to suck on me. Trying to wrap my leg around him. I looked dead ass into his eyes challengingly (which you know you don't do as a submissive). All the impact, the pleasure and the pain somehow felt like a game.
We also had a little light conversation in-between too. I always feel good when I make him laugh. I didn't even notice when the couple came back to look at us. We were in our own little world. Seeing Sir again just made me like him more. Before untyng me, Sir played with my pussy😩 he even allowed the girl to play with me too. She she rubbed my clit and my entrance, and I shamelessly widened my legs to welcome it🙈.
After we finished playing, we went back to join the rest of the coven and watched others play while just being in Sir's presence.
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