Archive-name: Slaves/meet-pam.txt
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Archive-title: Meeting Pam


     "So waddya want?" I asked Pam, tapping my foot with
impatience.
     "I brought what you told me," she answered sheepishly,
extending her tote bag.  Inside were a set of restraints, which I
had ordered her to bring.
                             ******
     I met Pam through a BBS.  At first we just chatted on line,
shooting the breeze, until one day I mentioned that she didn't
seem to have too much of an opinion about a certain subject. 
"Well, maybe I'm just too submissive," she said quietly.
     "Is that it?"  I asked, "Are you sub, Pam?" I said
kiddingly.  "Yes," she said.  "I really get off on being
dominated."  I found it both surprising and a bit uncomfortable
to be chatting with her this way, but I was feeling lonely and
exceptionally horny that night so I decided to play out the
string.
     "Maybe you should just hop in your car and come see me," I
said, my heart slamming in my chest, wondering about her reply. 
The screen remained blank for several seconds.  Finally the words
appeared: "Where do you live?"
     I gave her the address.
     "What should I wear?"
     Hmmm.  "You will wear a light summer dress, sleeveless,
buttoning down the front.  Do you own such a dress?"
               "Yes."
     "Underneath the dress you will wear black bra and panties,
the sexiest you own.  You DO have those, don't you?"
     "Yes."
     "Do you have any 'toys'?"
     "I have some bondage things."
     "Bring them. You aren't that far.  It should only take you
an hour to get here.  And, Pam?"
     "Yes?"
     "When you arrive at the door you will be barefoot. 
Otherwise I won't let you in.  Do you understand?"
     "Yes."
     "An hour, then.  Goodbye." And I logged off the system.
                             ******
     It was the longest hour of my life.  The anticipation was
turning me into a nervous wreck.  What had I done?  How could I
invite this stranger to my house?  Was I crazy?  What if she was
an ax murderer?  A crazed female who used this as a method of
finding her victims?  What if she were 4'4" and 350 pounds?  She
said she was 5'7", 120, with a 36-24-35 figure, long black hair
and blue eyes.  Was she bullshitting me?  How many people lie
about their appearance, knowing they'll never see, or be seen by,
the person on the other end?  I was honest: 5'10", 180, a
personal trainer in excellent shape and possessing a VIVID
imagination which made for some pleasant evenings with some like-
minded ladies.
     Precisely an hour had gone by when I heard a car pull into
my driveway.  My throat was dry as I answered the knock at the
door.
     "Coming," I croaked.  I opened the door and there stood Pam. 
She hadn't been lying.
     She was gorgeous!  Exactly as she had described herself, and
wearing exactly what I had dictated.
     And barefoot!
     "Come in," I said non-commitally.  "So waddya want?"
     She didn't look at me, waiting for me to tell her what to
do.  When I saw that she was truly serious I ambled over to the
leather couch.  She remained in the doorway.  "Come here," I
said, trying my best Mickey Rourke impersonation.  She came to
the sofa and sat down.
     "DID I SAY YOU COULD SIT?  I DIDN'T SAY YOU COULD SIT!" I
barked.  Pam immediately rose, a bit cowed.
     "That's better. Stand in front of me.  That's a very pretty
dress you have on.  Buttons and everything."
     "Just like you told me to wear," she said shyly.
     "That's right.  Now unbutton it.  Slowly."
     Pam started at the top, and went down her dress.  My dick
throbbed with each new expanse of exposed skin.  Her tan was deep
and her skin looked very soft and well cared for.  
     Pam wore a black half-bra which opened in front, barely
covering her erect nipples.  Her panties were cut high in the
thigh and flattered her shapely hips and ass.  "Slide the dress
off your shoulders."  The material fell to the floor with a soft rustle.
     I was really getting into it; telling her what to do and
having her obey without hesitation was a real power boost.  "Take
off your bra, Pam."
     Her fingers shook as they undid the clasp and drop the
garment after the dress.
     "Now I want you to rub your fingers across the crotch of
your panties."  Pam ran two manicured fingers across the silky
material.  After a couple of minutes, I asked her if she was
getting wet.
     "Mmmmmm," she responded.  "Faster," I commanded.
     She increased her tempo.  Her eyes half closed as her knees
buckled a bit.  "You can cum this way, can you?"  I asked her.
     "Uhhh-huuuhhh," Pam gasped.
     "NO YOU CAN'T!" I shouted and jumped off the couch to grab
her hands away from her sopping cunt.  "Nooo," she cried,
shaking.
     I pushed her to her knees.  "Unzip me," I ordered.  "Take it
out.  Hold it in your hands.  Don't rub it, don't kiss it, don't
suck it.  Just hold it."
     Her hands were soft and slightly damp from her pussy.  "Now
look me in the eye and tell me how much you want to suck it, Pam. 
Convince me to let you suck my cock."
     She hesitated.  "Come on tell me!"
     "May I suck you cock, please...feel you on my lips?"
     "You gotta do better than that, kid," I chided.  
     "I want to feel you in my mouth, I want to taste you...."
     "Yeah, maybe you'd like me to cum down your throat?
     "Oh, yes!"
               "Or maybe all over your face.  Is that what you want, Pam?"
     "And on my breasts...."
     "All right, you can suck it.  I like it sucked loud and
wet."  Pam took the head in her lips and licked around, touching
my heavy balls and rubbing them gently.  After a few minutes of
this I grabbed her by her shoulders and pulled her up.
     "Get your bag and follow me," I told her.
     The bedroom was well-lit and contained a king-size bed
covered in blue satin.  There was also a dresser and a large
beanbag chair with a lambskin on it in the middle of the room. 
"Put the bag on the bed," I told her.  Pam put down the bag and
turned to face me.
     "I think I dropped something behind the beanbag.  Bend over
and get it for me."  She knelt in front of the chair, hiking her
juicy panty-covered ass into the air invitingly.  And who was I
not to accept such an invitation?
     I ripped off my clothes and leapt upon her.  I stroked my
cock across her ass while I reached around to massage her
bouncing tits.  "You like this, baby?  Getting turned on?" 
"Yes," came a muffled reply.  
     "What do you want me to do with all this cock, Pam?  Do you
want me to FUCK you with it?"
     "Yes, PLEASE!!"
     "You know the rules....You have to tell me how much you want
it."
     "Please fuck me, I really want it in me."
     "Yeah, you really do?"
               "YES!"
     "You want me rubbing it against your swollen pussy lips or
do you want me DEEP inside you?"
     "In me.  Oh, in me, please!"
     I grabbed her hips.  "You like it rough like this, don't
you, baby?"  She nodded.  I pressed the my cockhead aginst her
lips and pushed slowly.
     I rubbed the head of my prick against her soft hair, just
touching her labia.  "Yes, you'd like me to go in slooowly," I
said, pushing the head in.  She flinched.  "Slooowly," another
inch.  "Mmmmmm," Pam moaned.  "Then SHOVE IT ALL THE WAY IN!" and
with that I rammed in into her tight, slick hole, all the way to
my balls.  It easily went in but she shrieked with amazement. 
"Then out again...and IN!"  Pam's whole body was quivering
beneath me as I pumped away for several minutes.  "How does that
feel, Pam.  Does that feel nice?  Having my cock slide in and out
of your hot, wet hole?"
     "I love it!  I'm gonna cum!  Almost...there..."
     "NO! DON'T YOU DARE CUM!  GET YOUR ASS UP ON THAT BED RIGHT
NOW!," I roared, pulling out and leaving her woefully
unfulfilled.
     "Noooo, please fuck me.  Please.  Maaaaake meeeee CUMMM!!"
     "NO.  Get up on the bed, you cunt!" I ordered, slapping her
ass when she didn't move fast enough.  Pam stretched out on the
large mattress while I retrieved the manacles from her bag.  They
were leather and padded with soft fur. I attached a pair to her
wrists and then to the brass headboard, prying her arms wide
across the bed.  I took two more and did the same to her ankles
and the footboard, spreadeagling her across the bed.  I slipped
some pillows behind her to put her in a semi-reclining position
as well as one under the small of her back and ass.
     "I can have you any way I want, Pam.  What would you like me
to do?  Should I fuck your jugs and cum all over your face? 
Should I shove my cock down your throat?  Do you want me in your
pussy. Or maybe I should eat you.?"
     She strained against her bindings, shoving her hips at me. 
"Eat me, please eat me.  Now, please do it.  I want your mouth on
me!"
     Silently I moved to the foot of the bed.  I kissed her right
instep, moving slowly up her shin and around to her calf,
alternating lips with tongue.  Once I reached her knee, I trailed
a wet tongue up the inside of her thigh until I was two inches
away...one inch.  She smelled so sweet!  Pam tried to push
herself toward me as I blew across her clit.  And just as she
thought I would touch her sex, I moved away.
     "Ahhhhh, shit, don't do that!  Don't tease me anymore,
please!"
     Unheedingly, I repeated the procedure on her left leg, the
same pattern of kisses and licks until I was back at her
lovehole.  This time I gently touched the tip of my tongue
against her throbbing nubbin.
     "Ohhh MYYYYY GOOODDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD!" she screamed, thrusting
her hips against my mouth.  "YEAH, Do it. Eat my pussy, lover! 
Oh, yessss!"
               "Is this what you want, Pam. Do you like this?  Tell me or
I'll stop."
     "Ohpleasedon'tstopIlovewhatyou'redoingtomeEatmypussy." the
words came out in a torrent as she reached for her orgasm.  "Fuck
me with your tongue!  FUCK MEEEEE WITH YOUR TONGUE!!!!"  Her
thighs gripped my head as I pushed my tongue all the way in.
     "Are you gonna cum, Pam?  Are you gonna cum for me?  Are you
just there?"
     "Yes, yessss, YESSS!"  And her body thrashed against me and
the restraints.  I was sure she'd rip them right off the bed, so
intense was her climax.
     I returned my lips to hers, tugging them, swiping with my
tongue.
     "OH YESSS, MORE, AGAIN!!!  AHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"
     After several gut-wrenching climaxes, I looked down at her
and said, "I think you could use a good fucking right about now,
Pam.  What do you think?"
     "Oh, yessss.  Please!  Do meeeee!"
     I moved up to her mouth.  Even though she was definitely
well lubricated, I wanted to feel her oral wetness coating my
cock.  She took it right in and sucked greedily, loudly.  I
rubbed it across her face, watching her face all the while.  She
looked deeply into my eyes, luxuriating in the warmth across her
face.  
     I slid down her body, trailing pre-cum juice down her chest
and taut stomach.  I untied her legs and put them up against my
chest.  Once at the portal of her pussy, I toyed with her.  She
gasped with delight as I easily slid it into her.  After just a
few pumps I knew I was about to explode and warned her.  "Where
should I cum?"  
     "Anywhere you want," she whispered.
     "I think I want you to see it flying out of my cock and all
over your sweet tits.  How about that, Pam?"
     "Yeah, that sounds nice. Do you have a big load for me?  Let
it fly, baby!
     And fly it did, the first hot blast hitting her right cheek
as her head whipped back and forth. The next spurts landed square
on her ample chest, a copious amount.  I shifted to rub it into
her with my cock.  She craned her head forward and I let her lick
me clean.
     After a few minutes of recovery, I released her from her
bonds and pulled her close for a warm hug.  She nuzzled against
me, sticky from my cum, but satisfied.

     Can't wait to get back to the computer and see who else is
online. 

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