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Emilee sighed, lying back on the pillow. She loved her boyfriend, he was everything to her. They had had sex plenty of times, but something wasn't right. He just didn't seem to fill that empty fantasy she had always been dreaming about.
Emilee was a pretty girl. Blonde hair that showered over her face in curls, and deep blue eyes. Her body was slilm and fit from doing a lot of exercise in her days. Her ass was neat and trimmed, and her bust was a normal 36 c size. She was also very tan, but that might have been cause she has some latino in her family, even though she didn't get any of that from her family.
Turning over, she finally gave up on sleep and pulled her laptop up, cutting it on. She began to surf through her friends profiles online. A link her friend sent her didn't make her laugh, it just made her wonder about that type of life. A fasinating life too. Often she had had fantasies about being forced and dominated. But her boyfriend would never give her that. She sighed, clicking on the casual encounters which she had never done before. An ad caught her eye.
“Dominant Male Seeks New Submissive Female. Interviews This Week.”
She leaned forward to see the ad, her heart beginning to beat. She began to feel a little aroused. Maybe this was it. This was her chance to get what she wanted. Soon she found his e-mail, and began to type.
Dear Sir,
I have come across your ad tonight. And I must say, it had gotten me quite turned on.
I have to say I have had these fantasies for a long time. I have always wanted to explore my submissive side, but sadly, my boyfriend will not with me. I often find it embarrassing that I masturbate and dreams of this happening to me.
I am interested in the interview and becoming your sub. I will do anything you throw at me, it does not matter.
Please. If you are interested in a new sub, please do not be afraid to ask.
Emilee.
Emilee smiled, then sent the message and closed her laptop, before finally falling asleep.
Emilee was a pretty girl. Blonde hair that showered over her face in curls, and deep blue eyes. Her body was slilm and fit from doing a lot of exercise in her days. Her ass was neat and trimmed, and her bust was a normal 36 c size. She was also very tan, but that might have been cause she has some latino in her family, even though she didn't get any of that from her family.
Turning over, she finally gave up on sleep and pulled her laptop up, cutting it on. She began to surf through her friends profiles online. A link her friend sent her didn't make her laugh, it just made her wonder about that type of life. A fasinating life too. Often she had had fantasies about being forced and dominated. But her boyfriend would never give her that. She sighed, clicking on the casual encounters which she had never done before. An ad caught her eye.
“Dominant Male Seeks New Submissive Female. Interviews This Week.”
She leaned forward to see the ad, her heart beginning to beat. She began to feel a little aroused. Maybe this was it. This was her chance to get what she wanted. Soon she found his e-mail, and began to type.
Dear Sir,
I have come across your ad tonight. And I must say, it had gotten me quite turned on.
I have to say I have had these fantasies for a long time. I have always wanted to explore my submissive side, but sadly, my boyfriend will not with me. I often find it embarrassing that I masturbate and dreams of this happening to me.
I am interested in the interview and becoming your sub. I will do anything you throw at me, it does not matter.
Please. If you are interested in a new sub, please do not be afraid to ask.
Emilee.
Emilee smiled, then sent the message and closed her laptop, before finally falling asleep.
The next day, Emilee checked her personal email account more than a hundred times. There was nothing from the strange "dominant male." She started to think that maybe it was just a joke. Just before the end of the work day, her boyfriend emailed her and asked her to dinner the following night. She smiled and began to type out a reply.
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Emilee sighed. She had checked the account over a hundred times, and still nothing. She was beginning to believe this was all a joke.
Just before the end of the day, her boyfriend invited her to dinner. She smiled, and decided to say yes. She closed her computer and headed on back home. Maybe if he emailed back she would just cancel on him.
Just before the end of the day, her boyfriend invited her to dinner. She smiled, and decided to say yes. She closed her computer and headed on back home. Maybe if he emailed back she would just cancel on him.
That night, as Emilie was getting ready for bed, she heard a 'ping' from her laptop. She walked over to her bed and looked at the screen. She had one new email, subject line "PICTURE." She clicked to open it and read:
"You have not submitted a picture. Following instructions is crucial. Submit a picture to me by midnight tonight or you will not be considered."
"You have not submitted a picture. Following instructions is crucial. Submit a picture to me by midnight tonight or you will not be considered."
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Emilee smiled. SHe had gotten an email back. But she had forgotten to send a picture. How could she not send one! She searched through her computer until she found a picture of herself she had sent from her phone. She was in her new bakini, her bust spilling over the top of the bakini. SHe attached it to the message and sent it with the words "Sorry for not sending it. Here it is.
The next morning, Emilie checked her email when she woke up. She had two new emails. The first was from Michael, her boyfriend. It read, "Pick you up at 6? LOL 
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The subject line of the second email was "INTERVIEW." She opened it and read:
"Picture received. Interview tonight 6pm. 1212 Market Street, by the wharf. Take a cab. Do not be late."
"The subject line of the second email was "INTERVIEW." She opened it and read:
"Picture received. Interview tonight 6pm. 1212 Market Street, by the wharf. Take a cab. Do not be late."
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Emilee was shocked. He wanted to meet her! He really did! But then she saw the conflict. Both were at six.
She wanted to do the interview so badly. So she knew she had to. She emailed her boyfriend back "Sorry, something came up with my job. They're having a dinner tonight that I completly forgot. Another time babe?" She typed, before sending.
It was then time for her interview. She smiled. She put on her red and black lacy thong and bra, and her straight one shoulder black dress with her heels. She smiled, putting on little makeup for her eyes were already dark enough. She straightened her hair, then headed over to the interview.
She wanted to do the interview so badly. So she knew she had to. She emailed her boyfriend back "Sorry, something came up with my job. They're having a dinner tonight that I completly forgot. Another time babe?" She typed, before sending.
It was then time for her interview. She smiled. She put on her red and black lacy thong and bra, and her straight one shoulder black dress with her heels. She smiled, putting on little makeup for her eyes were already dark enough. She straightened her hair, then headed over to the interview.
Emilie stepped out of the cab and looked at 1212 Market Street, which appeared to be a one-story office building. As soon as her cab turned the corner and was out of sight, the double doors to the building opened and a stunning 6-foot blonde woman walked out toward Emilie. She was wearing a flowing ivory dress that matched her pale skin -- in fact, everything about her was pale except for her high heels and her lips, both of which were the shade bright shade of fire-engine red.
"Emilie?" the tall woman said, approaching her. "You can go on in. It's just one big room in there with two chairs. Have a seat and he will be right with you." She smiled.
"Emilie?" the tall woman said, approaching her. "You can go on in. It's just one big room in there with two chairs. Have a seat and he will be right with you." She smiled.
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Emilee smiled. She nodded, then walked in. Her body began shaking as she soon realized, she was going to be interviewed for a sub. She smiled, walking into the room and siting down in the chair. It was nice and comfy. She smiled, waiting.
There were two wing-backed chairs in the room, facing each other about 15 feet apart, and nothing else. Other than the double doors at the entrance, there was one other, a plain single-hinge door on the far side of the room. The chairs, floor, ceiling and walls were all a deep charcoal gray. The room was brilliantly lit, but the light is warm, not harsh.
After a few minutes, the far door opened and a man strode confidently into the room. He immediately looked directly into her eyes and smiled broadly. He was tall -- perhaps 6'2" -- and lean. It was hard to tell how old he might be -- 35? 45? He had short black hair, graying just a touch at the temples, and piercing blue eyes. He was wearing a crisp white oxford dress shirt and black slacks and shoes. There was a confident, easy grace in his walk. He looked... efficient, is the word that comes to mind.
He strode across the room to her, still smiling, and sat down smoothly in the chair opposite her. He never broke eye contact with her, never lost that easy, confident smile as he settled into his chair.
"Good evening," he said, still looking directly at her. His voice was a rich, soothing baritone. "Thank you for coming tonight. I will assume from your email that you have never done anything like this before, so I will take it from the top.
"The first thing you need to know is that tonight, you are free to leave whenever you choose. The door behind you is unlocked, and I have a car waiting outside to take you wherever you want to go, whenever you want to go.
"But if you choose to stay, I will say some things, and ask you some questions, that would make many women uncomfortable or embarrassed. If you hear a question that you do not want to answer, all you have to do is stand up and walk out of this building, and you and I will never see each other again.
"But if you choose to stay, I ask you to answer each question as truthfully and completely as possible, even if answering makes you feel uncomfortable or embarrassed. I must have your complete, naked honesty throughout this interview, so if at any point you cannot give me that, I want you to stand up and leave.
"Now, before you decide whether we should go any further, you should understand one thing very clearly. This interview is about sex. This is not a date, and you are not my potential girlfriend. If I choose you to be my new submissive, you may very well fall in love with me, and I may fall in love with you. But that would be incidental. The driving force of this interview -- and whatever may result from it -- is pure animal sexuality and lust, and there will be no way for either of us to pretend otherwise.
"If that is not what you thought this interview would be, then you are welcome to go now. But if you understand clearly why we are here and would still like to go forward, then we can begin the interview.
"What do you say?"
After a few minutes, the far door opened and a man strode confidently into the room. He immediately looked directly into her eyes and smiled broadly. He was tall -- perhaps 6'2" -- and lean. It was hard to tell how old he might be -- 35? 45? He had short black hair, graying just a touch at the temples, and piercing blue eyes. He was wearing a crisp white oxford dress shirt and black slacks and shoes. There was a confident, easy grace in his walk. He looked... efficient, is the word that comes to mind.
He strode across the room to her, still smiling, and sat down smoothly in the chair opposite her. He never broke eye contact with her, never lost that easy, confident smile as he settled into his chair.
"Good evening," he said, still looking directly at her. His voice was a rich, soothing baritone. "Thank you for coming tonight. I will assume from your email that you have never done anything like this before, so I will take it from the top.
"The first thing you need to know is that tonight, you are free to leave whenever you choose. The door behind you is unlocked, and I have a car waiting outside to take you wherever you want to go, whenever you want to go.
"But if you choose to stay, I will say some things, and ask you some questions, that would make many women uncomfortable or embarrassed. If you hear a question that you do not want to answer, all you have to do is stand up and walk out of this building, and you and I will never see each other again.
"But if you choose to stay, I ask you to answer each question as truthfully and completely as possible, even if answering makes you feel uncomfortable or embarrassed. I must have your complete, naked honesty throughout this interview, so if at any point you cannot give me that, I want you to stand up and leave.
"Now, before you decide whether we should go any further, you should understand one thing very clearly. This interview is about sex. This is not a date, and you are not my potential girlfriend. If I choose you to be my new submissive, you may very well fall in love with me, and I may fall in love with you. But that would be incidental. The driving force of this interview -- and whatever may result from it -- is pure animal sexuality and lust, and there will be no way for either of us to pretend otherwise.
"If that is not what you thought this interview would be, then you are welcome to go now. But if you understand clearly why we are here and would still like to go forward, then we can begin the interview.
"What do you say?"
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Emilee listened intently. She didn't want to leave. Though it was a little shocking at first, she didn't want to leave. Her boyfriend never gave her something like this, ever. She wanted this so much!!!!
"I understand and I would like to keep going sir." She said lightly, smiling all the often.
"I understand and I would like to keep going sir." She said lightly, smiling all the often.
"Excellent," he said, smiling broadly. "Let's get right to it. Right now, I would like you to give me an explicit description of how you masturbate." He looked right into her eyes, unwavering. "Tell me the physical details of where, and when, and how you play with yourself. Then I want to know what you think about when you are getting yourself off. What fantasies excite you the most? What sends you over the edge? What images are in your mind when you start to orgasm?
"Tell me everything."
"Tell me everything."
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"Well. . ." She started. She had to think.
"I have this vibrating dildo I bought for myself at a sex shop near my house. Every night I have the house to myself. So I go in my room and strip naked. I then begin to tease myself until I am dripping wet, before finally slipping it in and pumping it in and out in y pussy. I always imagine someone better than my boyfriend pumping into me when I do. Someone more tough, hard, and rough on me when I do> I always fantasize being dominated and maybe even tied down." She explained, smiling.
"I have this vibrating dildo I bought for myself at a sex shop near my house. Every night I have the house to myself. So I go in my room and strip naked. I then begin to tease myself until I am dripping wet, before finally slipping it in and pumping it in and out in y pussy. I always imagine someone better than my boyfriend pumping into me when I do. Someone more tough, hard, and rough on me when I do> I always fantasize being dominated and maybe even tied down." She explained, smiling.
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"I guess. Being forced to be fucked, or give you a blowjob. Maybe tied and force to do anything yuo want me to do." She explained, looking at him.
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"Well Sir. I would gladly take your dick in my mouth. I would suck it gently, and take your balls in my hand, playing with them as I let my tongue flick across your member, taking it and making it glistening." Emilee told him, smiling.
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Emilee sighed. she had to think. But she wanted this.
"I would do as you told me and let you fuck my face, and I would swallow it all." She told him.
"I would do as you told me and let you fuck my face, and I would swallow it all." She told him.
