The Offer (pm for invite)

[Jonathin101]

"oh good you are awake as I smile at you?" "I do hope you slept well." Walking up to you, I bring you in close to me and hug you. "I do hope you do not have any pressing plans for the weekend, as I was able to pull a couple of strings and get us a reservation at Le Meurice, one of the best restaurants in Paris. "Even in winter it is one of the worlds most exciting cities. And you mademoselle Rose have your choice of going to the symphony, theater or the ballet. And of course we will shop for an entire new wardrobe for you. I look in your eyes, now is it flying to France today or do you have to return to your residence? I look in your eyes for your response.

 

[sportyride]

It seemed like a dream. This man was not only fulfilling a fantasy at an erotic level, he was offering up to her emotional side too. "Of course. I would be crazy not to accept such a generous offer." Rose aproached the Dr and stood on her tip toes to kiss him on the cheek. "Your so sweet. And, you made me cum so hard last night. I hope that doesn't have to be a one time thing. I wouldn't even want to be paid anything." Even though she felt satisfied in part, Rose was feeling insatiable. Her need to orgasm more than a desire as her hands cupped the Dr's ass, her two index fingers sliding between while she spoke hotly into his ear. "I would really like to sample another one of your toys. " She never acted in such a manner, ever in herlife. She was driven by the fantasy created in her head from all the days and nights going through images of erotic bliss. "You made me cum so hard last night. Would you like to see me do it again?"

 

[Jonathin101]

"of course I would my sweet girl." But I afraid that clit is to tender and bruised for anymore stimulation today." You go get undressed and on your hands and knees on your bed and let me see what I can find."
I kiss you and say I will be right back and go get my needed equipment. As I enter the bedroom, I see you are in position and your amazing bottom sticks up in the air.
I pick up the pre-lubricated Fleets and sit on the bed and put it next to your anus and slowly slide the small plastic nozzel in. And then squeezzzeeeeeeee and squeezzeeeeeeeeeeee and I pull it out. There in just a few minutes you will feel the urge and when you return you will be all cleaned out for the anal wand today.
We sit and chat and I tell you about Paris and the grand hotel we are going to be staying out and what a beautiful city that it is and soon you begin to moan with cramping and hurry off the bed.
Within a few minutes you return with a smile on your face, of both how you feel and your anticipation.
You get back in position and I lift the portable machine with the thin 6 inch penis. I lubricate my finger and place it on your quivering anus and begin to lubricate you. As the lubricant melts with your body heat, I stiffen my finger and push it in. With the lubrciant your spincter separates and my finger slides into the first knuckle. I let it remain there until you get used to it and then pussshh and it slides in all the way. I slowly pull it out and lubricate the plastic penis. I then put it back on manual and push the penis forward and being wideer than my finger, your spincter separates and I slowly push and hear you moan as it stretches you and continues to slide in. After a minute of pushing, it is in.
"Ok rose, here we go as I hit the Slow button on the machine. The penis pulls back and immediately goes forward at a snails pace. I leave you with the machine and go and wash my hands
When I return your head is up off the bed and you are moaning with soft pleasure. I sit down on the bed beside you and look at the juices that are accumulating on your lips.
Placing two fingers together at your wet entrance, I slide them in and then together, with the pads of my fingers, I begin to tap and drum them over your g-spot. "have you ever had a g-spot orgasim, Rose?"

 

[sportyride]

The movement of the cock was slow, alowing her to become acustomed to the size of it. She never Had anything so large in her petite bottom. In fact, there were only a few times she had let her small index finger slip inside while she was deep into the moment of orgasm from intensely playing with herself, and only once she was so worked up from her vibrator, that it silpped past her puckered opening.

Rose felt every inch as it penatrated deep inside her. The slight discomfort quickly past, shurly from the Dr's patience in preparing her. Slowly she pushed back against the cock, wanting it even deeper as the pleasure intensified. Even though her eyes were closed, All her focus was behind her. The Dr's fingers driving her towards orgasm as she mustered enough coherance to speak. " I would love to try a g-spot orgasm...please give it to me..."

 

[Jonathin101]

"yes of course my sweet Rose, as I feel the muscles of your vagina tightening down upon my fingers. My fingers slide easily with your increasing juices. I can feel the penis slowly sliding back and forth inside you. As I sense your nearing orgasim, I begin to quickly tap my fingers over your g-spot and with this a more intense orgasim than the clitoral, your body tenses and you scream and moan and thrash upon the bed and then lie straight down with your bottom still elevated.
I remove my fingers and the penis from your bottom as you immediately stretch out. I put a blanket over your sleeping body and lean down and kiss you. When you awake we will shower and go to the airport. "Enjoy your slumber my sweet rose."

 

[sportyride]

Content, satisfied and limp, Rose fell immediately to sleep. She didn't knowhow much time passed when she finally woke. Her body was far less sore then she thought it would be, likely on the high from her long awaited fantasy. There was still a need deep inside her, an almost addictive desire to have another orgasm, but instead her thoughts went to the Dr. It was too good to be true, the fact he was making her fantasy come true, not to mention his offer of a trip to paris. Why was he being so kind to her, a stranger, she thought. Her youth was slow to think there was any concern, the trusting person she was, yet Rose felt compelled to repay the Dr in some way.

It didn't take long for an opportunity to present itself. Rose stepped into the shower and washed the sweat and stickiness from her soft skin. Out of the corner of her vision, she could see the Dr standing in the doorway watching. Rose put on a show, turning away from him, moving in a provocative fashion, bending as she lathered down her long legs to her feet, legs spread slightly so her pussy and ass were clearly visible to him. One hand ran back up her inner thigh and between ber spread legs. Looking back over her shoulder, she said, "come here if you like what you see."

The Dr moved toward her, she stepped from the shower, meeting him half way, dropping th her knees in front of him. "What do we have here", she said stroking the bulge in his pants, "it must hurt being all confined like that". Rose pulled the zipper down, feeling him throb against the material. In seconds the pants were on the floor at his feet, her tongue bathing the head pointting straight iout at her. Circling the shaft with her lips, she let her tongue play on his sensitive spot, her saliva running under his heavy balls. Her fingers gathered the wetness and rubbed it between his ass cheeks till her finger penetrated him. Rose sucked hiis throbbing cock while massaging his prostate till he exploded into her hungry mouth."So, I hope you have a suprise for me in Paris, something to push me even further than you already have."

 

[Jonathin101]

As I catch my breath and smile at you, "you are a very talented young lady, Rose."
"Well I have done a couple of things while you have been asleep. One I have locked up your briefcase full of money in my safe. It will be here for you when we return. And the other is Fed Ex has picked up the dual machine and will deliver it to our hotel in France." Also since you have not been home, I sent my personnel secretary out to pick you up an outfit to travel in. When we arrive we will go out and purchase your wardrobe. I don't know if you have ever been to the French Riviera, but it is so beautiful this time of year. The crowds of summer have not arrived but the weather is beautiful and so much to do.
I am sure you are probably asking why am I doing this and am I an insane person? And the answer to the latter is a complete no. I have more money than I could spend in 3 lifetimes, but after my wife died 2 years ago, it does not seem that money can fill the void of loneliness. And when you came through my door "it was like a breath of fresh air. Not only are so beautiful but you just act so innocent and honest and I knew you had no idea who I was."
But you are going to have to earn your money and work hard in doing it. I hand you a leather bound journal. Here is your job. "you will be my companion by night and by day, you will write out all of future roleplays and fantasies. You will write it out and then we will discuss it and when we have successfully played it out and Jeeves has recorded it, one hundred thousand dollars will be deposited in your bank account. "That is if you are interested in the job?"

 

[sportyride]

The offer was intriguing to Rose. Living out her deepest desires with someone who had her sole pleasure in mind. Without hesitation she accepted and put her mind to pondering what that first fantasy might be. That first night she was up for hours, pen to paper writing out detail after detail. The start of everything closely tied to the Dr's shopping spree for her new outfits.

The trip to France itself seemed like a fantasy. The Dr had seats in first class, something Rose thought she could easily become accustomed to. But what she really wanted was to get the Dr's opinion as he read the first fantasy she wrote in the leather journal, as they flew to Paris.

As I casually strut into the boutique in France, memories of the prior days with the Dr's machines run through my head. The 4" open-toe black patent leather stiletto pumps clicked their familiar song on the marble floor while the silky black stockings carressed my legs. I couldn't help myself. Looking at the lingere I couldn't help but hold each against me, wondering which I should pick for the dream i rehersed so many times. That's when I saw him. The same gentleman who purchaced the heels I wore so confidently, stood in front of me. My head turned to scan the area and seeing no one around us I stroke the lump in his trousers.

"Well, hello Dr..."

The sexy dress complimented the tone and slutry sound in her voice. Even though still not sure where this would lead, she wasn't going to let the opportunity pass by.

"Are you here to help me pick out something nice to wear."

There was a sudden gleam in her eye as he stared at her. The look of confidence she recognised from their last meeting, but different somewhat.

"As you can see, the heels make my legs look very sexy... don't you think?" she asked stroking his cock slightly as she lifted a foot from the floor. She brought it closer to him, turning to reveal the back of the heel. The movement stopped abruptly as she placed it back on the floor.

"If you like what you see, I'll give you a treat later. Right now I'd like you to help me pick out a few nice things to wear."

She bent over and briefly brushing the bulge in his slacks, as her hand traveled up his shirt and grasped the tie around his neck. She purposely let him catch a glimpse of the garters holding her lacey stocking tops just above the hem of her short dress. It was a rush to her also, feeling the cool air in contrast to the heat building up there.

"Follow me," she said pulling him by his tie and walking a few steps to the more erotic lingere.

"Select your favorites, and if I like them, you can buy them for me," she wispered in his ear and released the tie.

This was too good to be true; as he considered the options coalescing before him, they all narrowed to one hopeful conclusion. Had he truly found his Goddess, the powerful, sultry, authoritarian woman who would rule his dreams and his actions from this point forward?

Like an obedient, nearly syncophantic slave to her desires, he followed her closely, totally sated in the sound of her elegant heels clicking against the cool, hard floor. As he looked around, he could see other women idly fantasizing and daydreaming while shopping for lingerie, here and there a woman would hold a bustier to her figure, or a thong to her hips and become flushed, no doubt suddenly lost in thought at the possibilities such a sexual and gossamer garment would provoke in the man of her choice, the conquest of her desires.

"This would be such a beautiful, lithe thing against my skin, don't you think?" She held up an incredibly sexy black corset and began to teasingly untie the back.
"Would the Dr. just love my cleavage in this!" she said teasingly, "but of course it's sooooo expensive, and I would need some help to cinch it up...."
With these words, her face suddenly turned coy again, and she put it back on the rack. She could see the Dr's cock had pulsated at the suggestion that perhaps......
....what a sensual Goddess she was, to wield such teasing and manipulative power over him.

Finally, she allowed him some reprieve. "I told you to select your favorites, my handsome man, don't make me second-guess myself. I certainly want you happy.....what if I model them all for you when we get back to the hotel room? Can you imagine the me strolling in the lingerie, vapid, a pretty little sex kitten just for you? Pick me a few things."

The Dr selected several, silk stockings, a few gorgeous and very minimal thongs, a few intoxicatingly seductive bustiers, a garter skirt, and some lovely satin long opera gloves to match. An impressive price tag.

She gave a cruel little laugh, and when no one was looking, stroked her fingers through the crack of his ass and over his hard cock, which she felt grow against the dainty digets. "We're not done yet... with all of this lingerie you have selected, I'm going to need a few new pair of heels!"

She could feel the power over him. Could this be the man she dreamed about, the one that fulfills her darkest desires. The lingere he picked excited her as she held up each item seeing herself in them, seeing him excited before her, stroking the silky smoothe material with his hands, transfixed by their allure.

"That's a good start." He watched as she rubbed her cheek against the new black stockings. "Let's get those shoes now...the outfit isn't complete yet. You don't want me to wear these pretty things without the proper shoes now, do you?" With a tug, she pulled his cock to signal her desire.

He followed behind as she led him through the womens clothing to the shoe department. "Won't I look Innocently sexy in this sheer garter skirt trimmed in lace." She held the garment he picked out against her dress. "How romantic... lace up in the front with an open rear view. I think I'll wear it without the thong." She said teasing him. Pulling the satin opera gloves from the bag, she brushes the soft material against his face. "...and with these. Now, pick me out a sexy pair of shoes, something that will please me." Rose put them on, satisfied with the fit.

"Purchase them, and then you, will have a little treat." She said, Happy with his choice of shoe, but focusing on her foot in the shoe made him hesitate.

"Now where is your wallet..."

With a sly look, she put her hand in his front pocket searching for his wallet. She knew it wasn't there but just had to tease him. Encircling him through the thin material of the inner pocket, she gripped him firmly. A smile washed across her face as he jumped.

"Is this it...." Her finger teased and brushed the sensitive flesh straining his ability to stay silent. Quickly withdrawing her voice took on a harsher tone. "You better have it in your other pocket." She entered his back pocket, cupping his ass before grasping the wallet. "Your lucky to have remembered it." Never before had she felt such a feeling of excitement and sexuality over someone.

"Don't they make my legs look sexy?" She stood in front of him and turned to look at the mirror on the wall. The reflection would show him starring up and down her legs and heels. She loved the attention and placed one shoe up against his calf. The dress she wore rode up her thigh and revealed the lacey stocking tops and garters to him, and as he glanced higher, the g-string that barely covered her wetness.

"Look closer..." his eyes met hers in the mirror, "your selection has pleased me. I will model these all for you later."

She watched him lean in as her heart raced. The touch of his hand to the thin g-string material clearly transmitted to the fleshy patch below her already wet lips. She inhaled deeply and sat back against the counter, straightening her dress.

"Return my other shoes and box these up. You've done well." She praised, looking up at him. "We can stay up late tonight, my handsome man, and I have all these lovely new things....but there's something I've really, really been wanting to do with you. To you. Come with me."

She led him out of the department store, to their waiting car and back to the Hotel. It was very private just like she wanted. The driver pressed a button on the visor, opening the gate and pulled in, closing it behind them.

"Follow me Dr, and dont touch anything unless I tell you first." She took him by the belt and led him through the door into a long hall. A smile came to her face as her heels clicked on the tile floors, knowing he was as turned on by it as her. Her hand reached for the door knob and opened the door revealing a set of stairs leading up. She grinned knowing her dream was about to come true.

She thought about his offet to her, then smiled as she stood in front of him. She trembled at the erotic scene. The hours spent contemplating such an event had overwhelmed her in their realization. She could feel herself getting wet focusing on his intentions. Then she remembered her promise.

"Let me model all these nice things for you."

Taking one step back he watched as she removed the dress, letting the material fall from one shoulder as she did, exposing part of her chest. She raised her arm and pointed towards the exposed nipple, lightly flicking it with her manicured nail, making him pull back. She smiled and bent down, picking up the dress at her feet and walked behind him. She circled around his waist, bringing her hands to his bulge, her lips to his ear.

"Don't you love my touch..." she softly spoke into his ear, carressing the lump in her hands.

"you can always undress."

Loosening her grip she watched his shirt fall from his back to the floor. She placed her hands on either side of his neck and ran them down over his shoulders then back up, admiring their tone while the sound of his belt and zipper opening aroused her once again. The pants fell around his feet as she ran the nails of both hands lightly down his back, to the band of his bottoms. Her arms wrapped quickly around, pressing her body lightly against him, and once again flicked a manicured nail from each hand over both nipples to test his response. She could tell by his breathing that he strained at the sensation, but stayed perfectly still as she flicked them yet a second time.

"My, my...does the Dr like to be teased?" her hot breath entering his ear from behind, "leave the bottoms for me"

The clicking of her heels echoed in the room. The movements slow and sensual behind could not be deciphered. He wanted to turn and look, but stay still. It seemed like forever, but was only minutes till she spoke.

"Turn around."

There she stood, a short distance from him, in front of a leather couch. With a sinister smile she watched in delight, the Dr almost naked, his bottons bulging from the excitement he craved. His glance over the sexy lingire she wore continued down over the black stockings. She watched as his eyes widened when they met the open toe black five inch stilleto pumps. Using slow seductive movements, she turned on her heels. She bent slightly, revealing only a hint of the creamy skin of her thigh, contrasted by the lacy black stocking tops as she placed the dress over the arm of the couch. There was no mistaking his stare, catching him as she looked over her shoulder. Her delicate thumbs slipped below the band of her skirt, expanding it slighty while sliding it slowly over the gentle curves of her hips and bottom, teasingly slow down her stocking legs to the floor. Bent over as she was, the sheer g-string did little to cover her most private assets. The sheer black material almost transparent and the thin ribbon of material descending between her cheeks, lacking in any means of concealment, caused a gasp behind her. She stepped one, then the other heel from the center of the skirt, folded it, then gently placed it on the dress. The lace-up black strapless corset, shiny from the subdude lighting, gave her a feeling of authority as she sat onto the couch, crossing her legs. The coolness of the leather was a shock to her sences while her heel bounced slowly on her foot.

"Before I model for you, step out of you pants and come here."

The Dr did as she asked, standing in front of her. Rose pulled his cock through the buttoned opening of his boxers and circled the head briefly with her lips.

"I want you to tell me your deepest desire, your most wicked fantasy."

Her hands and lips manipulated his cock, he growned and moaned, but her intent was to stop each time he neared orgasm. That is, untill she heard his entire story. She listened as he started to explain...