’ He led the way inside and showed them to the lounge where a waiter and waitress waited to take their order. ‘Now, first things first. After you ...ave settled in and I would suggest that you get some rest before dinner, after which we will be talking to each of you individually to finalise the details of your fantasy so that your stay with us will be a memorable one.’ Drinks were quickly and quietly served and the guests began to relax, not to the point of conversation, but the tension seemed. ”“To explain it better let me start when I first knew I was a submissive and needed a master to control me. It started the year before my brother went off to college. He had caught me spying on him and decided I needed to be punished to change my ways. So, he took me to his room and made me strip and lay across his lap. He took his hand and proceeded to spank me hard and several times.”“By the time he was done my ass was very red and sore causing me to cry. He explained he did this for my own. I stared back at him and licked my lips. "How old are you?" he held up his hand, "don't lie." "I'm 15." He smiled at me and reached out to stroke my hair and shoulder, closing his fist around a handful of hair pulling me toward him, "It was a nice story, but I still don't know what you've got." He reached down with his other hand and opened his pants letting his hard cock spring up into my face. He grabbed it and rubbed it against my lips and cheeks. "Open your pretty little mouth,. “Don’t … fucking … smile,” he muttered wagging a finger at me slowly. He leaned back in his chair and started to unbuckle his belt. I looked towards the ground, my arms still folded across my tummy, holding my dress in place. I fiddled with the fabric nervously, a little embarrassed at how wet I must visibly be. Steven unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans silently, his eyes still wandering over the thin fabric of my underwear. “Good girl. Stay still for me.” I smiled (even though I wasn’t supposed.