by Margaret Paul

It was September, the promise of fall finally in the air. Stephen, my master, had surprised me with a spontaneous trip to New York, but as we strolled through the city streets, I sensed there was more to the visit than a carriage ride through Central Park.

My curiosity got the better of me and I couldn't help myself. Sure enough, when I asked he smiled rather wickedly and gave me a wink, then informed me that I was in for an evening I might never forget. His promise filled me with erotic anticipation, and the time that had been passing so quickly suddenly began to drag.

After an early dinner, Stephen took me back to our hotel room. He instructed me to dress in a black corset, stockings and high heels, but no panties. Filled with anticipation I followed his instructions and then presented myself for inspection. He circled me, touched between my legs and smacked me hard a couple of times, making my ass tingle and my pussy lips swell. ...

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