She got owned

It's raining outside, and she is staring out into the loneliness. It has been a week and more since the lockdown due to pandemic happened. No work, no fun, no pub, nothing. Totally stranded. Romy has been in this city for more than a year now, and she never found any friends. Why? She is not an outgoing one. And bonds are barriers, as far as her viewpoints. All she cared was the face in masks, that she ruled and conquered every single night at the club. She is a wildfire in bed, but in the day time, she is just a normal calm office girl, very sincere in her work. Her dual face was a secret sealed tight within her. She is a dominant, one that every man dreams to be ruled with. And today, she is getting the biggest urge to get her hands on a submissive man, tied in bed waiting for her mercy. Standing there thinking about all this, she got disturbed by the vibrations on her phone. She picked it up and saw a text from her lusty app. She uses an account in it, more like an app for finding a fucking mate for the night. This is the place where she finds her mates; more precisely, slaves. She opened up her phone and scrolled down the msg. The user ID is not anonymous to her. It's her sexting mate. The one person to whom she is open to, whom she shared her weird and strange sexual desires. And the person seems to understand her.

“Hey, Evil Queen. Found your sex toy? Is he at your mercy?”

She smiled. “hey prisoner, are you the only one without the knowledge of the virus outbreak?”.

“Confined to house Ms Queen?”

“Yes!. And lonely too. When will it all open up is a big question to be faced”.

“Me too. I want this all to end”

“look who is talking!. Didn’t you say your work is stressful? You should be happy to stay away from work.” She teased him.

“you are right about that, but I miss the little fun I had at the end of the night”

“I wish if I could have someone to make me complete. It's lonely here”.

With that text send, she started out to the bitter loneliness. That’s when her phone vibrated again.

“Can I have that honour? “

“You mean, be with me?”

“At your mercy”, he corrected her

“You want to be ruled by me prisoner?” she texted back as to confirm his intentions.

“I always wanted to. As you always tell me how you played with your mates each day”. His text message made her feel excited. She texted back asking where to be met and how things will be. He replied her with an address of a motel and she decided to pack up and go. Within an hour, Romy was standing at the entrance of the motel. She wore her black lace top and perfect stockings, draped in a leather black jacket. She clutched her purse tight and entered the lobby. Once getting in, she went straight to the washroom and removed her jacket. Her perfect fit bodyline, her 36DD tits which she is proud about. She fished inside her clutch and took out the black mask, her symbol of being the devil queen.

She once left the restroom, went straight to the elevator. He had messaged her the room number. She got off the 6th floor. Since its total shutdown, most of the rooms are empty and some occupied. She stood in front of the door of room 605. Confused as to whether she should knock the door or not. Once that door opens, her one and only friend in this city will be there in front of her. Things may change hereafter, maybe she will lose him, maybe not. As she stood there immersed in her thoughts, the door to the room clicked open. She snapped her thoughts away, and gently pushed open the door, walked in. The luxurious interior welcomed her. The room was lit up in dull lightning, the perfect environment for wild sex. She went in, counting each second to be confronted by her “friend”. But the room was empty. She was looking all around, but nothing, that’s when a strong pair of hands touched her waistline from behind. She was surprised but she kept her calm. He smelled of strong manly aroma and his presence itself is giving her arousal.

“hey, Mrs Queen” His voice was strong, the one with power, the one which could melt her softly in.

“hey, prisoner”.

She turned back. The face of her anonymous friend is now going to be revealed. But to her surprise, he was wearing a mask too.

“Prepared ha?” she asked.

He smiled. Perfect pair of teeth. He touched her face, her neckline, her body. He was exploring her.

“You are gorgeous”, He can't hide his excitement.

“you are too”, she admitted.

“I am hungry, and you look delicious”, and with that, he took her mouth by force. She was taken aback. But the way his tongue moved, inside her, she melted in. They kissed eagerly. Nothing stopped them. he suddenly stopped kissing and pushed her back. He sat down in the bed. Crossed his legs.

“strip”, his voice was too commanding.

“Sorry!, what? ….”, she can't believe whats understanding. “I am the master here, and I will order you”

She said, looking down at him.

“No, sweetheart, today, you will taste how it feels to be on knees”. She was totally in for an argument she walked closer to him.

“No!”, she yelled. He stood up in one blow, grabbed her neck and pushed her to the wall. His hands were choking her.

“Yes!, you will, you will do exactly as I say”. His eyes were fierce and burning her down. And he again started kissing her. She cant stop her body from melting deep into him. He kept on kissing her and while she is busy concentrating on his tongue, his leg went in between her legs, rubbing her clit. She moaned to it, she is loving it. She is getting aroused and her moaning was getting louder. That’s when he stopped. He looked at her eyes.

“You stopped being an evil queen, the moment you walked inside this room. Here you are my little kitten. Did you understand?”

He looked into her. She didn’t understand what made her nod her head. But she did. Like a very obedient child, she nodded. Romy wasn’t used to being ruled, she was the one who ruled in bed. She never knew what it feels to be a slave. But here she is now, listening to each and everything he is telling and asking her to do, and the highlighted part, she is aroused to that. She is wet, leaking.

He walked back to the bed and sat down.

“Now, let's try this again. Strip”. He commanded.

She did. Slowly, she stripped out of her lace gown. She stood there in her sexy black stockings. She looked up at him.

“Remove that too”. He commanded.

She hesitated, but slowly stripped out of the stockings too. Bare naked, she stood there. His eyes went up and down, her body, scanning every inch of her.

“Come here, sit on my lap”. He motioned her.

She walked to him, like a very obedient discipline of his. She came to him and stopped for a moment. But then sat down. She was trying to cover her tits with her hand. He removed her hands and started touching them.

“they look perfect, you have a very sexy body. Perfect one that makes anyone want to rule over”.

“What are you doing?” she asked, looking up at him.

“I am just getting started, Now you remember how I told you that I am hungry”. She noded.

“Now, feed my hunger”. She wasn’t sure what he is saying. She looked up at him in question.

“Take out my cock and ride him”, he ordered. She stood up, bend down and zip opens his pant, opened it and took out his boner. She then bends down and started sucking him. Her lips were perfect around his cock. And she was sucking him.

“I asked you to ride me, I didn’t give you permission to suck him”, his voice raised. She looked, saw the fire in his eyes. His aura gave her chills. So she got up, and sat on his lap, facing him. She inserted his cock in her and started riding him. She rode him very hard.

He sat there looking at her. The one girl in his lap, her tits bouncing and her hair messy. She was too perfect for him, and he can't stop admiring the beauty in front of him. Both were horny and hungry for each other, that he came with her, both releasing their orgasms at the same time. She was panting hard, and he hugged her. Pulling her up from his lap, he put her in bed, wrapped in the quilt. She drifted off to sleep, with the last memory of him staring at her by sitting near her.

When she opened her eyes again, she felt like riding down hard. Her legs weak, her vagina was numb. she remembered what happened last time, and how he made her his slave. Thinking about that itself is again making her wet. She looked around, but that’s when she noticed that the room is no longer resembling the hotel suite she was in last time. Instead, this one had a black texture and the bed was large. The window near was large and its blinds pulled in. Alarmed, she sat up, but that’s when another shock hit her. She was tied up, spread out in bed. her hands and legs were tied up and she was covered with a quilt, but she was sure that she is bare naked underneath.

That’s how started the new era of a Slave in possession.