” She said as she touched her lips. A mocking stern countenance cloaked her beautiful face. I quickly bent and tasted her smooth, warm lips on mine and felt her tongue playfully tease my lips and tongue before she smiled and leaned back a little again. “That sir is much better!” She led me to her car and retrieved a small bag which she insisted on carrying to my car and we left the public lot and headed to my hotel room. Once we stepped into the room, she excused herself to shower and took her bag into the bath. I heard her lock the door behind her. I chuckled to myself then told her through the door that I was going to go back downstairs to get another bottle of wine and a bucket of ice. There was only a muffled,”Okay” from the other side and I went back down stairs. It may have taken 15 minutes 25 at the most when I opened the door to the room. She was dressed in a filmy short pink night gown that had straps that crossed her back. Her full mane of dark hair fell loosely. I wished he’d give me one sign, any sign, that it was him. I kept waiting for any indicator, no matter how small, but he wasn’t giving one. He didn’t slip up and call me Two, nothing. Without some indication, I felt dirtier by the second because I was getting aroused and didn’t even know for sure it was him. That shake of breath was something that I would have hung up on before and I wasn’t now and holy fucking God, what if it wasn’t even him and I was playing along with a fucking stranger?“Tell me how the sessions work.”My voice was shaking still and I couldn’t get it under control. My pussy felt alive even while my mind felt violated. The word “sessions” scattered my thoughts and made me think of a very different kind of dungeon sessions. “So one person is the DM.” Think. Fucking think. Not BDSM dungeon monitor, but gaming dungeon master. God that’s still just as close and I bet Flatline is one hell of a master in the dungeon. Fuck me, think, damn it. It’s a kid friendly game. “They.
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