Trying It On For Size

"Welcome Kelly. You are in for an incredible experience provided you do exactly what I tell you to do. Put yourself completely in my hands. Just relax and leave it all to me. You have no decisions to make. While you are in this room, you will call me Mistress or Mistress Tanya. Do you understand everything I've said?

"Ye . . yes Mistress Tanya," I said, a little amazed at how quickly and completely she had slipped into her role and the powerful effect it had on me.

I felt her hands drop down and reach around my chest. inding my shirt buttons she started to undo them. She pressed herself closer to me as she did so, the evidence of her own excitement pressed hard against my butt. It sent a shudder of excitement through me as I felt her hardness pressed into me. She thrust her hips forward a little, a symbolic preview of what was to come.

Tanya finished unbuttoning my shirt and then her hands roam around inside, stroking my torso, running her long, red finger nails across my chest and down my torso, then kneading and massaging my flesh with her strong hands. I felt her lips on my ear and then her tongue as she tasted the edges of my ear lobe before flicking the tip of her tongue in the opening.
I was near bursting with sexual tension, the sensual touch of her hands and the soft, wetness of her lips and tongue on my ear ignited a firestorm of pleasure that rippled through me. My body fairly buzzed and hummed like a high voltage transmission line. Every nerve ending was quivering in anticipation.

Using both hands she turned me around to face her. Even though I had already seen that she was tall, I was still surprised by how big she was now that she was standing right in front of me. In her heels, she must have been six foot four or five; my eyes were barely level with her chin. Pulling me closer, pressing me against her breasts, I felt her hard nipples through the thin material of the halter top. Again, she whispered huskily in my ear:

"Good - now pull that table over so it's near the bed.