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The plane lands. I’m practically glowing. I love visiting London, especially with him. Everything looks like a fairytale concocted by a legendary art designer. This invokes a sense of nostalgia in me, a craving for the old, the classic, glamour, luxury, and limitless richness. Hand-in-hand, we both climb into the van that was booked to accommodate all the agents that arrived on the flight with us; ten in total. We arrive at a rather standard, pre-booked hotel in West London. We quickly check in and enter our room, exhausted.
He lies next to me, shuts his eyes, and relaxes.
“So great,” he whispers. “Quiet.”
“Totally!” I agree with him. “Let’s rest for a while.” We undress and lie in bed together, enveloped in each other’s arms, completely disconnected from everything and everyone. We both love sleeping naked. We feel so comfortable with one another, completely shame-free.
Morning rises, and we quickly prepare for breakfast. I’m supposed to meet a couple of leading agents from all over the world followed by the main conference scheduled for noon. I wear my little suit again with a lace tank-top underneath. Then, I complete my look with lovely silver star earrings.
“You’re so sexy!” he blurts and puckers his lips. “I’m counting the minutes until I can remove it all.” I blush. I recall that night he rode me like a prime mare. Boundless carnal lust. My loins burn as I remember the utter delight.
“Let’s go already so we can finish faster,” I urge him.
“You become as impatient as me with every passing day,” he looks at me appreciatively and we both laugh as we leave the room.
He’s very impressed by my confidence and my ability to articulate. Every now and then, he can’t help himself, and whispers both naughty and empowering words into my ear.
“From now on, let’s talk business. You’re so attractive. So impressive!”
I feel at ease in my natural surroundings. I bask in every inch of positive attention directed towards me, enjoying the fact that he’d seen me shining and seemingly gliding. In the afternoon, we get into the van and drive to the huge conference hall. Thousands of agents come pouring in from all over the world. They all look bright, happy and energetic.
We’re amused by the gimmicks it entails. I take pictures with leading agents in front of stalls laden with our cosmetics and post those pictures to social media to increase the brand’s popularity. We listen to a series of inspirational speeches, and then watch a show by two successful British singers. We all stand up, sing the popular songs and clap along. Our adrenaline is high.
“Sam Rodriguez! Come over here!” I hear them calling out my name. I’m completely overwhelmed. It seems that I was more than I had thought. I finally receive recognition for my hard work these past years, and I get a promotion along with a grand bouquet and a pampering set of luxury cosmetics.
The crowd applauds all around us. All the while, he takes a video of the event, as excited as a dad filming his little daughter’s performance. It’s funny to see just how authentic he is. He’s simply a moving and charming man. When I’m with him, everyone examines him up and down, but all he sees is me. He never embarrasses me or belittles me; he constantly empowers me.
“See?” he cries out, enthralled. “You’re a princess. You just don’t see it. Everyone adores you! You struggle to accept that you’re so unique and revered. I love you, my beauty,” he kisses the top of my head. “Shall we go back?”
“Yes,” I reply and say goodbye to everyone. “I’m beat,” I blurt an excuse. “I have to go rest.”
We retire back to our hotel. I feel so light, I could practically jump over the moon. I’m living my very own fantasy.
The hotel door shuts behind us and he immediately removes my purse and blazer.
“On your knees!” he orders me. I immediately and wordlessly obey.
“So, you’ve missed me?” he teases me as I shyly lift my eyes to him, perfectly playing my part in this role-play game.
“Very,” I bite my lower lip.
“What are you willing to do in order for me to fuck you hard?” he continues powerfully.
“Standing on all fours is a start,” I chuckle. “But I’d like you to tie me up,” I dare add.
“Is that so?” He looks a bit surprised.
“With this,” I confidently unbuckle my skirt’s belt.
“Get up, immediately!” he commands me. I stand up in front of him. He unzips my skirt, and it slips down to my feet, then tossed it aside. He inserts two fingers into my vagina.
“You’re all ready to go,” he notes. “Excellent, that’s a good girl.” He caresses my buttocks. “You’re so wet, have you been fantasizing about me all day long?”
“Yes, I have!” I nod, pretending to be sheepish about the fact. “I needed to play with you a little. After all, I’ve missed you so much and we didn’t get a chance to make love last night.” I sexily bite the tip of my fingernail.
“Come to bed!” he declares. I elegantly and sensually lie back, feeling so hot in front of him. He takes the belt, ties both my wrists together and then pulls them to the night light positioned next to the nightstand. I’m all stretched out. Naked. One of my legs is outstretched on the mattress and the other is bent at a 45-degree angle. He licks my breasts, commits to me, and sends tremendous shivers down my spine.
“Don’t you dare move, or I’ll have to start everything all over again. I have infinite patience when it comes to studying your unbelievable body. Stay stretched the whole time. Keep your hands up and don’t you dare move! I’m warning you.”
