Sir’s Naughty Girl

Shine Rossman sat on the cold examination table, her heart beating. The damp, warm sensation spreading across her bra made her nervous. The sterile smell of the hospital made it worse. She squeezed her eyes shut, praying her blouse was thick enough to hide the evidence. She had come to notice that every time her mind wandered to a stray thought of Sir Gilbert’s muscular arm wrapping her whole or when his deep voice graced her ears, her body responded in an unusual manner. Her breasts would feel heavy, tight, and painfully full, as if they were weeping for a touch that never came. She picked up her phone and dialed the office. "Betty, it is me," Shine said, her voice trembling slightly. "Shine? Where are you? Sir Gilbert has been looking for the quarterlies," Betty replied in a hushed tone. "I am at the hospital. I am not feeling well at all. Please tell him I had a sudden emergency. I will try to be in tomorrow." "You sound awful, honey. Don't worry, I will handle your s

Shine waited until night fall before she headed for the hotel.The gold-plated numbers on the door read Room 502.She was nervous as fuck.A part of her pestered her to shy away from the whole deal and go home.But she was here already.Shine stood in the hallway of the Treetops Hotel, her legs feeling jelly-like.She was wearing a trench coat over a sheer lace bodysuit, her breasts heavy and aching against the fabric.Fuck!She needed to be sucked and mauled.She reached out and knocked."Come in," a deep, muffled voice called from the other side.Shine put on her face mask before she pushed the door open.The suite was a void of pitch-darkness except for the red lights directing her paths to follow.The blackout curtains were drawn tight, and not even the lights outside could penetrate the room."Stay back," Shine whispered into the dark. " Do not look at me.""I am moving, haha, I can’t even see you" the voice replied.The sound of footsteps retreated into the carpeted depths of th