From the Hotel Bar to Total Female Domination

I was always a fan of femdom. The men in charge weren’t as sexy, but the women… That’s how I got into the world of female domination, by discovering I was bisexual. That was many years ago, and now I was a real dominatrix. Not all of my clients were interested in that type of service, but many of them chose me for that specific reason. Today was no different, a man I was meeting today asked me for femdom experience. 

Since the meeting was in the late evening, had time to select the perfect outfit. I decided on a sleek black dress that hugged my curves just right, paired with classic red heels. My lipstick matched my shoes, but my makeup wasn’t heavy.

I knew the hotel in Edgware Road he picked, I’ve been there before, so I easily found my way through the city. I got there with ten minutes to spare, but I headed to the meeting place anyway. Initially, I was planning to sit somewhere visible and wait, but it turned out he was already at the bar. I liked punctuality, and showing up early earned him some points. He was dressed in a crisp white shirt, the sleeves rolled up to reveal strong hairy forearms, his physique was certainly up to my liking.

As I approached, he turned and our eyes met. He stood up, a warm smile spreading across his face, “Hello, it’s lovely to finally meet you.”
“Hi,” I replied, returning his smile. It was indeed wonderful to finally see him in person after the conversations we had. He gestured towards a stool next to him, and I sat down, smoothing my dress as I did.

We ordered drinks, and the conversation flowed effortlessly. He was charming and attentive, asking questions and acting genuinely interested in my answers. We both wanted to get to know one another a little better before going into his room. Trust is a crucial factor of any BDSM related interactions.

After we finished our drinks, we decided to go to his room, the anticipation was too much. We sat on the bed and giggled when our eyes met. We both clearly wanted to get naked, but neither dared to start. 

“I wasn’t expecting you to be so handsome,” I complimented him as a dominatrix, I should be the one initiating, “Makes me wonder what’s under these clothes.”

He didn’t know what to say, he shifted in his seat uneasily. I started massaging his thigh and he slightly opened his legs.

“Come on, baby, don’t be shy,” I chirped.

He obediently took off his pants, revealing his semi-hard small penis. I laughed and started jerking him off.

“You weren’t lying, it is very small,” I commented, “Are you ashamed of it?”

We discussed this previously, small dick humiliation was the key part of our session. As a professional escort, I’ve seen plenty of cocks, and his wasn’t that small, but that was what he wanted to hear.

“Yes, miss,” He nodded.

“Are you scared it’s too little to satisfy me?”

“He once again agreed.

“Don’t worry, just do everything say, and we’ll do just fine,” I smiled and leaned forward, taking him into my mouth. My tongue danced around the tip, making him lose his breath.

I was sucking him hard and massaging his balls at the same time. My tongue was making small circles around the tip. He really wasn’t that small, just less than average, but it was handy enough I could fit it in my mouth and comfortably move my tongue around it.

After a few minutes, I stopped and asked, “Do you want to fuck me?”

“Yes, please, Miss,” he exclaimed enthusiastically.

“Take off all your clothes,” I ordered and straightened up.

He stood up and slowly took off all his clothes, standing in front of me in full naked glory. I felt warm pulsations in my pussy, I wished I could take a picture of him like that.

“On your knees,” I said with a smile.

He did as I asked again.

“And now kiss me.”
I leaned forward to meet him halfway. He kissed me hungrily, letting my tongue lead in this passionate dance. We parted only when we were both out of breath.

“Do you want me, baby?” I asked, tilting my head to the side.

He opened his mouth and closed theme again, clearly not trusting his voice, instead he only nodded.

I didn’t want to take off my dress, it was a part of my power play. Instead, I reached underneath and pulled down my panties.

“Eat my pussy, and I’ll consider letting your pathetic little thing inside me.”

He started licking my clitoris and entrance, but I pulled him closer, making him tongue-fuck me. His breathing was restrained in that position because his mouth was obviously busy, and his nose was pushed into her pubic mound. His head was completely hidden under the skirt, which made the whole situation even more kinky. I wished I could bind him, but he said that he wasn’t comfortable with bondage on the first meeting. Hopefully, our next session will have more BDSM, for now, all I had was dominance.

A few minutes later, I pushed him away.

“Lie down here,” I patted the mattress next to me.

When he did, I sat on top of his thighs. Then, I put a condom on his dick and slid forward, pushing his dick into his abdomen and trapping in under my pussy.

“Do you like it?” I teased him, moving slightly.

“I love it, Miss,” he eagerly nodded.

“I bet you wish you could see me naked, hm?”

“Only if that’s what you want.”

His obedience was astonishing and extremely arousing, guys like him are why I love being a dominatrix.

“You don’t deserve my naked body,” I decided, “I shouldn’t even let you inside me, but your cock is so small it’ll barely make any difference.”
After this, I raised my hips slightly and let him slid in my pussy. It felt good, he filled me just right and my arousal finally found an outlet.

“Oh, wow, that’s so… good.” he grunted, “Thank you, Miss.”

“You’re so small it feels like I’m getting fingered,” I started riding him, but my snippy comments didn’t stop. “I can barely feel you inside me. Have you ever pleased a woman?”

I sped up and dug my nails into his chest.

“You’re pathetic, you should thank me for letting you do this.” I spat.

“Thank you, Miss,” he immediately did so.

“Use a full sentence.”

“Thank you, Miss, for letting me inside you,” he corrected himself.

“I think you can do better,” I teased, digging my nails in deeper.

“Thank you for letting my pathetic little cock inside your pussy, Miss,” he said earnestly after a moment.

As a professional escort, I insisted on my clients using a condom, but I’d love for him to creampie me. Especially after this line.

I sped up even more, grabbing his chest hair and pulling on it. I was careful not to moan and let him know how good I felt. 

“I want you to come when I say so, like a little bitch,” I told him, “Can you do it?”

“Yes, yes, Miss, anything for you!” he agreed.

My legs were shaking, despite me trying to conceal my orgasm. Just as I was about to finish, I decided to let him relax.

“Cum now,” I ordered.

He shut his eyes and I felt all his muscles tense, when he finished, his orgasm blending with mine. I got off him, trying to catch my breath.

“What do we say?” I asked, making stops in between every word to breathe.

“Thank you, Miss,” he quickly answered and sent me another bright smile.