First Time with Jessica

"Hello Darling, I'm Jessica."

"Hi, Nice to meet you, I'm Rob."

"Can I offer you a drink?" asked Jessica, noticing he was pretty nervous.

"Sure, that would be great," he responded as he watched her cute ass sway into the kitchen. They made small talk for a while than her congenial tone changed.

"Well, let's get to it. You ready to become my little slut bitch?" she asked.

"Yeah, I guess so," he replied. Before he could even finish she had slapped him in face.

"Is that the proper way to address me bitch?" she inquired.

"No mistress," he replied.

"Mistress?" she laughed. "Oh no my little bitch. A mistress doesn't have a 9 inch cock, does she?" He remained silent. "Only a master has a 9 inch cock."

"Yes master," he replied obediently.

"Better, my little cock slave," she cooed as he shivered with fear. "Is that what you are, my little cock slave?"

"Yes master," he replied.

"Out of those cloths and on your knees where a slut like you belongs," she commanded as she sat back on the couch wearing only a thong. When he had finished, he knelt to the floor.

"Get your ass over here, you can't suck my cock from that far away," he inched closer. "Get the fuck between my legs bitch, that's it, put one hand on each knee if that helps. That is your fantasy, isn't it? To suck my cock?"

He stammered, he hadn't come here to suck her cock. He hadn't expected to be asked such a direct question. He just wanted to be taunted, teased, "Uh, I, just...", he winced as she smacked him across the face.

"YES MASTER!" simple question, simple answer. "Yes master, I want to suck your beautiful cock."

"Yes master," he replied.

"Yes what," she asked.

"Yes master, I want to suck your beautiful cock," he replied.

"Better, now we can get down to business," she replied. "A slave does not look a master in her eyes. I want you to focus on my crotch only. If my back is turned, you make look at my ass only. Do you understand, bitch?"