Meeting Master Jay: Chapter 4

Submitting to Miss Top

Meeting Master Jay: Chapter 4
Let's start with a basic introduction. As all of the posts under my stories tab, this is a work of fiction. It's the story of how I imagine my meeting with a Master from Chicago whom I met online might go. Let's call him Master Jay. Is it a coincidence that in real-life I'm owned by Master J.E., my alter ego for tales from the perspective of a Dom is Master John, and now this subject of my fantasy is Master Jay? I'll leave that open. Here goes!
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In case you are not comfortable with depiction of sex with a woman (Miss Top), I suggest you skip this post. Don't worry, the plot will continue seamlessly in Chapter 5.

When I finished getting dressed, I felt like Miss Top was drilling a hole into my thin white see-through lingerie with her eyes. I stared back at her uncomfortably.

“You look beautiful!” she finally spoke.

“Uhh, I do?” I asked, doubtful and so self-conscious about my new outfit.

“Definitely!” she asserted, stepping closer to me. She felt my garter with her hand and then my chastity cage.

I let out a gasp! “I, uhh, umm, Miss Top, I umm, I’m not into women. Sorry ma’am. I mean Miss! Miss Top, sorry!” I was so flustered and I felt my cheeks burning.

She giggled. “You like dick, don’t you fag?” she asked as she grabbed my hand and placed it on her crotch.

I could feel her dick and it was big. Her bulge was actually visible through her pants. It was long and thick. I didn’t pull away as she pushed my hand up and down her shaft.

“You like it, don’t you fag?” she asked.

I wasn’t comfortable answering, but I did like the feeling of her thick dick in my hand, and I couldn’t let go.

“You like feeling my thick dick in your hand, don’t you?” she asked again.

“Uhh, yes Miss Top,” I gave up.

“Want to feel it in your mouth?” she asked, as she started revealing her dick.

It was definitely big and thick, cut. I could feel my mouth watering, though I was embarrassed to look at her face. I just focused on her dick.

She put her hand on my shoulder and pushed me down, as she came closer with her dick in front of my face.

I opened my mouth and she pushed her dick inside. “That’s it, faggot. Suck it like a good little bitch,” she said, as she fed me, her dick growing and filling my mouth.

I wanted to be respectful and I tried to give her a good blowjob. She started to really fuck my face. Spit and drool were leaking from my mouth as her dick pushed deeper into my throat.

Meanwhile, she reached down to my asshole and started fingering me.

I moaned, continuing to suck her tasty cock while also enjoying the new feeling in my hole.

“That’s it, faggot! Take my dick!” she encouraged me. Then she pulled out and quickly put a condom on. She put some lube on her dick and on my hole, and within no time, she was pushing against my hole.

“Uhh!” I exclaimed, but wasn’t really sure of what to say. Was I going to object to this woman fucking me? Was I going to offend her? Before I had the time to make up my mind, she was inside me. I felt so used. I didn’t plan to bottom for her,but she was assertive and she drilled me good. I could really feel her thick dick inside my hole, filling it. She pushed deep and hard. At first, her slow pace made it almost intimate, but soon enough she started banging faster and harder. Deeper. I was getting short of breath. It was not easy to take it. A few more thrusts, until she finally stopped, with a great sigh of relief, keeping it deep inside me for a moment.

“Thank you baby,” she said, as she pulled out. “Now your hole is open and wet, ready for Master Jay.”

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