© Sauce*Box, Winter 1997-98. All rights revert to author. 

Room 801
by Lady Jessika

She pulled into the restaurant parking lot at the designated time in the designated town. Noon, lunch, pizza, yes this was all correct. She went over the directions again and again, as was her habit.

She had parked at the far end of the parking lot as he instructed, although she found that an odd request. She supposed that as a Dom he was allowed to give odd requests and it was her purpose to follow them. She had the new ankle bracelet on her left ankle, as he had instructed, and now all she had to do was walk to the restaurant and find him.

She felt him watching her but could not tell where the feeling was coming from. Her back straight, eyes forward she opened the entrance door and walked in, scanning the tables and booths. A firm hand took her elbow as a low voice said in her ear, "You have worn the ankle bracelet and parked where you were told, you are a good girl, now let us continue". She turned to look at him and they both smiled a hello and walked to the table that he pointed out.

She slid into the booth and was suprised he did not sit across the table. He slid in next to her, reached and pulled the opposite table setting in front of him and re-positioned it exactly to match hers. He knew he had invaded her space and watched her out of the corner of his eye as she she bristled, kept calm and was assessing his next move. He noted her posture and chuckled low to himself at her show of bravado and let it pass.

She sat stiffly as thoughts raced through her mind that this was a mistake, he is to close, she had only chatted with him on-line and on the phone, what exactly is a Dom anyway and her hands began to shake.

He watched her clasp her hands together and inwardly smiled. They chatted, and as she was discussing her strategy for an upcoming meeting he pressed his thigh against hers. He gave her credit for her only slight pause and he felt her withdraw her thigh away from his. He looked directly in her eyes concentrating on her conversation and moved his leg against hers again, not enough for her to pull away but enough to let her know it was intentionally done and he expected her to accept it. She swallowed, but did not pull away from the contact.

She was suprised when their meeting passed in idle chit chat. She had been sure he would try something under the table, but it seemed this was to be just a social lunch after all. He paid the bill, slid out of the booth, and reached out a hand to help her. She felt the gesture was polite and took his hand. It was held in an instant possessive grip as she was pulled to her feet but then just as quickly he let go as they walked to the front door and out to the parking lot.

She laughed inwardly for being so silly about this meeting and except for the first feeling of his power over her she felt in control. She turned to shake his hand goodbye and thank him for the lunch but he said, "No thanks is necessary, I will walk you to your car." She chatted away and mentally chastised herself for being so silly as to be anxious about meeting a Dom.

She slid in behind the wheel, started the car and turned to smile goodbye but he made a gesture for her to roll down the window. She complied and he reached in and turned off the engine. She was startled, but quickly composed herseelf and said, "Did you forget something?" He leaned on the car window ledge and relaxed not saying anything just looked into her eyes. "You tell me, Pet, did I forget something?"

Her mind and body registered simultaneously that pet was the word he used when they chatted on line, and she felt an odd feeling start in the pit of her stomach. Her discomfort returned as his eyes started a very leisurley travel from her lips to her breasts, down to her thighs then just as slowly back to her eyes. "Answer me Pet, did I forget something?".

She looked away and said, "I do not think so and again, I really did enjoy the lunch". He did not move. He breathed slowly, and appeared sure of himself, of his actions as she fidgeted behind the wheel. She finally met his eyes and again he said in a low calm voice, "Answer me Pet, did I forget something?".

Nervously she answered, "I guess so". He smiled then and said, "No my pet, it is Sir, I shall refer to you as Pet and you will answer correctly using Sir, so answer me Pet, did I forget something?". Quietly she looked at him and in a barely audible voice heard herself say, "I guess so, uh Sir...umm I mean, Yes, Sir you apparently forgot something".

He reached in taking her chin and turning her to face him he said very slowly in a quiet aouthoritative tone, "Yes, Pet, I forgot something so spread your thighs apart for me, no one can see but me, so do not be nervous. This is what you came for, what you want and what you need, so be a good girl for me now my pet, open for me."

She sat for a moment not moving, just breathing and he could see in her eyes a multitude of thoughts. He stayed still just moving his thumb along her chin and looking into her eyes and said slower, "Pet, open for me". She did not look at him but her thighs slowly moved as open as her tight skirt allowed. He smiled and lowered his eyes to her thighs, "Good Pet, now slide your skirt up so I can see the soft place you have hidden from me". She started to protest and he silenced her lips with his finger saying, "Shhh Pet, it is okay, no one can see us, I will make sure you are safe, now let me see what I shall own".

Her hands that were still holding the steering wheel lowered and she pulled the lever to let the seat as far back as it would go. Still not meeting his eyes she changed position, sliding lower in the seat. She leaned back. Slowly the skirt slid up to reveal to him what he wanted to see. She sat exposed to him and he felt his cock harden at the lovely sight of soft brown curls at the juncture of her legs. He reached in and down to run his fingers in the hair on her mound feeling its soft texture. He pressed his hand outward to motion for her thighs to spread wider apart for him. She felt the pressure of his hand pushing her inner thigh and opened wider as he wished, "Good girl, just relax and listen to my instructions, I shall not keep you long". He looked down and she was open to him now.

He inspected the treasure she had revealed to him. She was relaxed, her pink pussy open to him, her breathing was relaxed and she waited not knowing what she should do. He could see she was getting anxious again, "Pet, part your pussy lips for me, open yourself and expose your lovely clit to me".

She moved very slowly but he allowed it since he had time to train her later in their next meeting. "Pet, take your finger, wet it and bring your taste to me".

"Sir, I do not know about this!"

"Shhhhh Pet, just relax and do it, it will be okay".

There was a moment's hesitation as the decision was being weighed. He sighed at her indecision. "Sit still, Pet" and with that he reached in the car and dipped his finger between her pussy lips and found her wet for him. He did not hesitate and rotated his finger on her clit before she had time to think, "Pet, you are wet for me, now just stay still and let me play with my new toy".

Their eyes met and locked and there was quiet except for the moving of his finger - running up and down her pussy lips, delving in-between them to the moist jewel hidden there. "Pinch your nipples for me now while I touch and play with you Pet". Soon she had a glazed look in her eyes and her breathing was choppy and uneven. He kept up the rhythm not saying anything, letting her relax into the rhythm of his fingers, first hard and soft, fast then slow. Her hands on her nipples followed the same rhythm. He slowly began to slide his fingers into her then back to her clit. She looked in his eyes and he smiled, "Pet, who do you belong to?". Her answer was immediate, "You, Sir".

It was the answer he wanted from his new pet and with his free hand he handed her a 12" piece of rope, "this will reach in back of the seat, pet, hold each end with a hand". It took a few seconds for her to understand his instructions as his fingers never stopped their touching and her concentration wanted to be on the feeling of pleasure and possession his fingers were invoking. She now sat legs wide open for him and pulled back against the seat by holding the rope. She felt open to him and the feeling of wanting him to be pleased with her and the craving for his voice was beginning to seep into her being. She tried to bring her mind back to where they were, what she was doing but at this moment she wanted him and nothing else mattered.

He watched as she pulled on the rope and arched her back offering herself to him and he decided to end their first session. Before she had time to realize his intentions he began to move his fingers hard and he felt her nectar flowing from her body. "Pet, are you close, do you feel it building like a fire for me?"

"Yes, Sir, please, I need to cum".

He smiled, "Well for this time you may cum since you asked so sweetly, cum pet, you may". She closed her eyes and felt waves of pleasure sweep across her being, head back, her pussy grabbed his fingers tight as her orgasm washed through her.

It seemed like a long time but in reality it was a few minutes when her eyes flew open to his with a shocked look on her face. He laughed, "Pet, welcome back". She smiled embarrassed at what she had just done, "Sir, I have to get going, please". He laughed again and patted her pussy pulling lightly on her pubic hair, he talked to occupy her mind as she fumbled with her skirt and tried to compose herself. "Uh Sir this is your rope?".

He smiled, "Yes, my pet but you keep it and when I talk to you during the week I want you to have it with you, is that clear pet?

"Yes, Sir, may I leave now, I am kind of late."

"Yes, but when you get home call me so I know you are okay". He straightened and ran his finger gently down her cheek in a comforting move and smiled at her as he moved back from the car putting a piece of paper in her hand.

"Pet, next week come to the hotel I have selected for our next meeting". She mumbled "yes sir" as her car engine started up. Her mind screamed "no way" at the same time her nipples hardened at the thought, and she knew she would meet him next week. She glanced down at the paper getting wet as she read the hotel name and Room 801 and "be there my lovely."

Chapter Two

As he had predicted she came to the location he had written on the paper - JM Inn, Room 801 - be there my lovely and be tantalizing for me.

He had things placed just as he had imagined them. The room was lit in candle light; the balcony view beheld the rolling waves of the Pacific Ocean. The ocean breeze was cool but not cold and the candles on the balcony flickered on the champagne in the silver server. He moved into the inner room and ran his hand over the soft straps he had brought and checked over his toys. Hmmm he thought, very well done as he re-arranged them till they were perfectly placed. Just as he wanted them. Now he walked to the phone and placed the call.

It rang the designated three rings and he heard an apprehensive voice whisper, "hello". "Good evening, Pet, you are expected within five minutes, do not be late" and then she heard a low click and silence as she continued to listen on the phone. She did not know why she particularly continued to listen. She had already met him, and he was rather considerate so she should not be apprehensive but this time it was different and this time was more intense. He promised that tonight she would feel the edge and she began to feel her breathing quicken.

She only had to walk two feet over to the adjoining door and knock - or she only had to walk two feet out the hotel door, down the hall and away from it all. Two feet, two choices, two doors. She slowly hung up the phone, checked her appearance in the mirror, for at least the tenth time, and made her way to the adjoining door. Standing there she flashed back to the previous meeting and a shudder of anticipation ran through her body instantly hardening her nipples. He had left her written instructions on the nightstand and she ran one more time to read them. "pet, you will come to me tonight, you will come in only a robe, do not be late when I call - oh and pet? Bring a nice fresh bucket of ice".

Turning and taking a deep breath she walked to the adjoining door and stood there. She reached, slowly turning the handle, and opened the door ajar a few inches peering into the candle lit room. She heard him sigh, heard his frustration at her usual hesitation.

"Pet, come to me, now, here before me on the balcony!". The door opened and she walked in, making her way across the plush soft carpet to the balcony. Walking out she felt the air on her legs below the robe. She walked toward him, slowly. She stood waiting for his instruction.

He took his time admiring how she had come to him as he requested. His pet stood waiting for him to instruct her to move. He reached out and turned her chin up for him to look at her eyes, as his other hand lowered her robe first off one shoulder then the other letting it pool at her feet. "Lovely, my pet, kneel for your Master."

He looked in her eyes as she slowly lowered to her knees before him, her hands hanging straight at her sides - he could see the submission in her eyes and see the need. "Good Girl, pet, assume position". She raised her arms to interlock her hands behind her head and sat back on her heels. Pulling her elbows back her breasts thrust out to him in offering. He sat back in the chair watching the candle light throw shadows of light across her nipples and skin. He reached for a glass of champagne and slowly took a sip watching her breath slowly in and out, waiting. He would let her stay like this a moment or two and enjoy her, the sight of her body, her nipples offered to him, puckered from the need and the cool night air. "Pet, do not move now, not until I tell you."

He reached forward and poured some champagne on her nipples watching them harden even more and leaned forward to suck the champagne off them. He saw the ripple of feeling his touch caused and she held position except for the slight moan that escaped her lips. He sat back and reached for one of the gifts. "Pet, look at me now and tell me if you wish to wear this for me". Her response was immediate and her eyes showed her wish. "If it pleases you, Sir". He chuckled because he knew she wanted to, he could see it in her eyes as they widened in pleasure and he knew she had wanted to just answer yes. His pet was having such a hard time learning her place but he was patient and he would teach her slowly session by session.

"I have bought this collar just for you, your neck is so small most would not fit snug, slide forward". She scooted forward smiling, "PET! stay still now". He hated being harsh at this moment but she spiraled out of submission so easily that for now a firm hand kept her where he wished her to be. She replied, "Yes, Master" and sat still while he placed the collar around her neck and firmly clasped it in place. Sitting back he admired how she looked, naked except for the thin possessive collar with small ringlets hanging off it.

He next reached for some nipple clips and watched her carefully so as not to frighten her. Her eyes were wide, but she stayed still for him. She kneeled, just watching his eyes as he reached forward grasping her right nipple. She gasped as he pinched it and pulled it, twisting it so it swelled, became hard and he placed the clip on it. He then reached for her left nipple, which was already hard waiting for his fingers to roll it between them before firmly clamping it with the clip. He gave the delicate chain now hanging between the clips across her breasts a lift upward, both nipples pulled up and she started to rise, "NO pet stay kneeling".

She felt her nipples being pulled and closed her eyes as the feelings began to swirl in her belly and pleasure began to fill her from the sensations. He lowered the chain, and she raised her eyes to his. He stared in those large tantalizing eyes and slowly took his foot and nudged her thighs apart, "Spread your knees wide in this position for me pet. Open yourself to my inspection before we proceed with your lessons." He could see her wanting to please him and she slowly spread her knees open.

She felt the cool air on her inner thighs and pussy lips. "Pet I can not see you in this light, pull over that low table in front of me and assume position". She raised and brought the small square table in front of his chair and kneeled on it assuming position, spread open for him with arms interlocked behind her head. He sat back and took another sip of his champagne enjoying the night air and the flicker of light on her clipped nipples, black leather collar and her thighs open for him so he could look at leisure at his possession. He smiled at his pet, "Yes, pet, it is going to be a very nice session tonight, and we do not have to rush".

He kept her sitting like this for quite awhile as he sipped champagne and stared at her lovely charms now spread open, fully exposed for his pleasure. Her smooth skin as the air cooled it showed small goose bumps on her arms. "Sir, please I am cold, may we go in the room?". "And if I say no?". He could see the distress between her wanting to obey him and the part of her that just wished to get up and walk in the room and take the consequences.

"Okay my precious, a few more minutes, oh by the way, my tantalizing lovely, who does not always obey her Master, I do remember asking you to bring nice ice, did I not?". Her eyes grew wide in panic at forgetting and she just stared back at him. How delightful and unusual, for once his pet had nothing to say. "Well, then for this slight transgression since it is now 8:00 PM remind me at exactly 3:00 AM to punish you, do you think you can do this for me?". He saw her eyebrows draw together in thought as she mentally counted 7 hours but an immediate, "Yes, Sir" came out on a breath being held. "Well as it turns out I have an ice bucket filled just in case you forgot that which you really did not want to bring".

Grinning at her he got up, leaving her in position as he walked into the warm bedroom. Looking back over his shoulder he said, "Come" and watched her scramble off the table and hurry into the room rubbing her chilled arms, but at least she remembered to come and stand before him. She did look rather chilled and looking at him with those eyes he shook his head at his own actions and started to rub her arms up and down for a moment before taking her hand to lead her to the full length mirror and stand in back of her. "Look in the mirror pet" she slowly looked up and met his eyes in the mirror.

As he quickly shed his robe his tone was now in total control and she recognized the command and power his naked body was now demanding. He stood watching her eyes in the mirror and when he had stared into them long enough his low voice said, "Arms in position! NOW". He then reached around and took both clamped nipples in his fingers, tugging on them and pulling them upward until he felt her go a little up on tip toe and a moan come from her throat. He held her there a moment longer as she moaned her pleasure - she felt the pulling of her nipples, her back arching as they were held high and a need begin to build in her body. He then let them lower until she was once again on her heels. He stepped closer till his body was touching her back, until his hard cock touched her ass and she sighed low and automatically leaned her body back on him, without even thinking of her movement or that she is suppose to ask permission for this contact. He allowed this because he enjoyed her need for the comfort she gained in the contact of her body leaning on his strength. His one hand now left her nipple and his arm wrapped possessively around her waist holding his prize, his possession against him as her glazed eyes met his in the mirror. He rubbed his hard cock against her soft ass and with his strong leg he nudged her thighs apart. "Lower your arms, pet they are tired now? "Yes, Sir", he chuckled as her yes Sir sounded more dreamy than submitting but he liked his pet best pliant and in need like this, leaning on him for his strength and her pleasure.

The room was nice and warmed by the fireplace as he now reached for the ice; removing a piece and watching her eyes grow wide and her breathing start to speed up in anticipation. He watched those breasts of hers in the mirror, those round full breasts that held her nipples so nice at their tips, always teasing him to taste them, pinch them, play with them and finally own them. He took the ice cube and trailed it over her collarbones and down the middle of her breasts. A shiver ran through her, she felt her nipples strain against the clips and the cold made her squirm against his cock. "Hmmm yes, pet? Does the ice feel cold on my pet? Tell me pet how it feels?"

Pet looked at him in the mirror and a chill ran through her from his eyes more than the ice, "My nipples feel like they are on fire, Sir, they are so cold and I can feel them getting so tight and hard, I do not think they can get harder". Very slowly he trailed under each breast watching her nipples in the mirror as they hardened and her chest raise and lower in breathing.

Slower and slower and smaller the circles of ice made on her breasts until he could hear her gasp as the ice rolled over one hard, swollen, reddened nipple then leaving it wet and cold for the other. He reached for another cube and now rubbed both nipples with the cool, wet, watching her nipples stiffen as he held the ice still on them. Low moans started from her throat as the ice left a trail of pleasure and pain from the cold spearing through her nipples. He whispered in a low even voice in her ear, "Tell me, my pet, who owns these tight, red, swollen, cold nipples".

Her eyes went to his and she replied, "You, Sir, own them".

"Yes, my bitch, I own them and now I shall own the rest!" The ice trailed lower over her abdomen making a possessive trail of cold melting water dripping from her nipples to her mound covered by soft hair. A shiver of anticipation went through her as she watched the ice slowly dance and weave a pattern over her skin until the cube pushed between her inner lips pressed against her clit.

He taps it in place pulling her lips closed over the cold. She could feel the chill of the first cube on her clit as it melted between her outer lips, running down a melting cold stream between her legs. She watched in the mirror as he reached for another cube. He placed it in front of her lips to lick; taunting her; making her wonder which opening he will select to use and chill her down. "Where shall I put this cube pet?" She looked at him and did not want to answer, he could feel the chills of anticipation go through her but she replied, "Wherever it pleases you, Sir."

"Well my pet, I was going to place it in your ass?". Her eyes widened and she froze in place. He smiled and smacked her lightly on the ass chuckling at her expression. "Come, let us go to the bed, it is time for your next session of learning."

He left her standing there, water dripping from the ice between her pussy lips and walked to the bed and began to take some new toys. "Come, come pet over here now and from the counter we shall pick out some nice toy to play with." She smiled slightly and moved to take his hand. Together they walked to the counter and into another session.

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