Mask off
(Shania)
I arrived at the sex master's office, I noticed only a few women were around. Most employees I saw were men, this time Cole didn't blindfold me. He invited me to his office. I was a little nervous but composed myself
"How are you?" He asked me professionally, he was wearing white today. Like always his entire body was covered. I couldn't see anything.
"Do you always wear a mask… no exceptions?" I asked trying to be friendly, he gestured for me to sit down and went back to the shelves
"Ms Palmer…we agreed upon this… sex master's identity shall remain unknown," he replied while pouring me a drink, for some reason, I felt relaxed. Watching his ass flex each time he moved, his predatory movements. I swore I had naughty ideas to rip that mask off and see who it was
"Can I be an exception… you can trust me," I said with a smile and took a glass of water. He stood in front of me. Like he was trying to scan me carefully. After a while, he turned away
"My job is to bring you pleasure… my identity has nothing to do with this," he remarked and half sat on the desk, just his posture had me squeezing my thighs tightly. He was such a Greek god
So perfect, refined and lean. I anticipated the outline of his abs, his broad shoulders and his chest. The contours of his face
"Can we be good friends… kindly take off your mask?" I requested politely, but he didn't reply and came back to where I was
"Shall we start…you seem to be in a good mood," he said ignoring my request. Such a man he was. I wondered if he was dating. The woman in his life was lucky
"Today we are doing something common, please strip," he said calmly and proceeded to the bed. I nodded and rose to my feet, I was a little nervous and excited. Coming to him was the best decision ever
"Do you have a girlfriend?" I asked breathlessly while getting rid of my clothes. He didn't reply, which was expected
"No," he replied after a while, I stopped abruptly and looked at him in disbelief. Part of me was jumping with happiness and part of me was asking why he didn't have a girlfriend
"Why,"
"My job is to please all women, lie down," he said straight, he sounded cold and distant. I didn't ask any more questions but climbed on the bed
"Do you have to tie me up?" I asked when he took the ropes and leather mask. It looked like he took his identity seriously
"Relax," he helped me wear the mask. This was the first man I didn't feel shy exposing my body to. I was used to stripping at the club for men, but this man, I could spread myself for him without worrying
"Ahh," a low gasp escaped my lips, he pinched my nipple unexpectedly and I felt a sharp pain in my heart, he twisted the rosebud sending shivers down my spine
"Mmm, I…" it felt so painful yet good, he lingered there before going down. I only felt this excited whenever Christian touched me
Curse that man, he knew just how to arouse me. His free hand pressed on my tummy
"Does it make you feel excited?" He asked me in a raspy voice as he ran his fingers on my belly, his fingertips sending a sensation through my body. He had me spread, fully naked and at his disposal. Whispering dirty words as he explored me. I couldn't breathe, I wanted to but I feared. Not sure why I was so aroused
"How do you want to be fucked?" He asked as he reached my pussy, his hand parted my folds slightly and I felt a cool breeze brush against my tit
"Y-yes...hard and f-fast… l-like that… I want…please touch me," I found myself whimpering when his fingers brushed on my clit, the excitement had me rocking my hips upwards to have more. He didn't rush, more like he was trying to get me comfortable. I wanted him to free me, to let me touch him a little.
"Does your little p***y like my touch? my fingers inside you?" He intensified his attacks and before I could reply, he slipped his fingers inside me.
"Oh god," I was still sore from Christian's attack earlier, and when SM started fingering me. I was left breathless.
"Don't hold back, let yourself feel this… moan for me, little one" he murmured hastily as he added another finger. While rubbing his thumb on her clit, the intensity was unbearable. Multiple eruptions occurred in her brain and she found herself rocking her hips upwards. Trying to get more of him. She could feel her body getting drenched in cold liquid. Her throat turned to dry, her eyes closed shut, and she could taste an orgasm at the tip of her tongue
"Oh yes..mmm…more sex master," she moaned out his name while rocking her hips, dragging her ass up and down and straddling his fingers. The itchiness made her frustrated. How on earth was she feeling this aroused?
"Tell sex master what you want," he mumbled against her ear nearly biting her earlobe. When she felt hot and cold at the same time..she wanted more than just fingers in her p**y. The rubber gloves he was wearing frustrated her to insanity
"Take, take off those…those gloves master," she cried out desperately. The delicious feeling caused her to bite her lower lip hard, and before she realized it, a loud throaty cry escaped her parted lips. Her walls spasm letting her drop down like a light feather floating in the air. Her hips wiggled tempestuously as a wave of orgasms washed over her
Gasping for air, Shania dropped her head back on the bed, sweat dripping from her face down her neck
She could think, Shania had never felt so desperate in her life. As if that wasn't enough, he gripped her waist, pushed her hips up until her buttocks lifted off the mattress and suspended in the air
"W-what," her voice cracked only to get the surprise of a lifetime. He was between her legs about to take her there when she panicked. "No…no!" She found herself screaming and kicking her legs, immediately he let go of her
"That's it for now," he muttered, placing her back on the bed, she whimpered a little and curled in a ball. SM could hear her sobbing. His eyes narrowed despite having a mask on
After some time, Shania was fully calm, he removed her blindfold when she sat on the bed
"These are just useless things men love doing to a woman to pleasure her," he said handing her clothes, she nodded not sure what to say. She just embarrassed herself like a fool. But truth be told, she had never had a man down there. Talk of letting him kick her p***y. All that felt awkward
"Even the man you react to…sucked you down there," he asked, looking straight at her. Shania was too disturbed to think
"No, never,"
"If you can't stand my mouth on your little p***y, how will you take my c**k little butterfly," he muttered leaning forward and Shania was shocked at how he addressed her
"W-what did you call me?" She asked, looking straight at him, he called her little butterfly. Only one man called her that and she hated it
"Aren't you the famous butterfly queen… I'm a big fan," he mumbled such that his voice sounded husky and masculine. Shania was bewitched by the man, something about him drew her in.
"I didn't know… I mean, it's a big world…I…"
"You deal with a hundred men, I'm curious to watch one of your shows… if you don't mind," he said more calmly, she could detect a smirk in his tone. For goodness's sake, how did he know? Shania was sweating left and right
"Well… you can… I…" damn it, Shania, snap out of it and tell him something. He just said he's a big fan of yours', she reprimanded herself mentally
"I'll be happy sex Master," she smiled from ear to ear just as her phone vibrated. It was close hence she picked it up, glanced at it and it was
"Christian?" Why was Christian calling her? And when did she have his number? Shania's face morphed into a disdainful one as she disconnected the call. He must have saved his number himself. How dare that man
"I have to go," she said hurriedly, knowing she had a show at the club. SM moved backwards and nodded
"Our next session won't be here," he said, standing up Shania was confused
"W-where will this happen,"
"Somewhere comfortable…I'll have my assistant pick you up…" he replied and she nodded lightly and wore her shirt and jeans. With ease, she climbed off the bed.
She said her goodbyes, Danny already told her the clients she had to see. The only thing she wasn't going to stand was seeing Christian at the club.
