Today's story is highly fetishistic... And wet!!!
It was told to us by Anna, 25 years old, escort from Russia..
The protagonist is Dimitris, a submissive and frequent customer of Anna. One of his particular fetishes is water sports. And of course we are not referring to water skiing or anything similar.
Dimitris wanted to feel the humiliation, intensely, in every session and he liked the golden showers. As he had said himself, he could never open up to the women he knows outside about his fetishes and was very happy that there are the call girls. He could have what he wanted without feeling embarrassed or ashamed. Without having to explain. Without any pressure!
When I went to Dimitri, I knew I would always find him on his knees waiting for me in the living room. The door was always slightly open so I could get in and I would close it myself when I came in. He sat there, in the middle of the living room, his face turned toward the door, his head down, and just waited for me to walk past him.
When I got in front of him, he kissed my heels and feet, without looking at me until I told him.
Right after, I asked him to look at me, so he can see me when I step on him. To feel how low he is, which of course I knew how much it irritates him!!
Most of our dates were to play with my strap-on or to hurt him and sometimes, it was to play in his bathtub more ..especially.
Today's appointment was one of the most special!
I put my foot between his legs and pressed him lightly on his penis with my heel. I asked him how ready he was and how much he missed our little toy. He begged me to go to the bathroom, telling me how much he wanted to play!
I grabbed him by the hair, while I applied more pressure with my glans on his penis and gave him a slap. He sighed softly and smiled. I took my foot, but without letting go of his hair, and told him to follow me on all fours into the bathroom, like a good doggie! He loved it when I told him he was my doggy.
We reached out the door and I took my hand out of his hair and told him to take off my pumps, kiss my feet and go like a good boy into the bathtub... His eyes flashed with joy and he started to take off my shoes with passion. He could smell them and I could see the pleasure on his face.
He started kissing my legs, from top to bottom, slowly and sensually.. It ended up on my feet where it stayed for a few minutes. Until I stopped him! I pointed to the bathtub with my finger without saying a word and he obeyed.
The bathtub was fortunately big enough, so everything could be done much easier..
I took off my dress and underwear and was left with just my bra.
I entered the bathroom and stood next to him in the tub, watching him patiently awaiting my next command.
I told him to look at me and ask me for what he wants and if he convinces me he wants it badly, he'll have it... It made him want me to belittle him, it made him want to be embarrassed. And to be honest, I liked it!
He looked at me and said he wanted me to pee on him. He was passionately telling me how much he likes to be under me when I do this. To feel the warmth, the humiliation, my dominance over him. He begged me to do it.
He loved to beg me. I could see it in his eyes, his whole body screamed it.
I stepped into the tub and knelt right over his chest. I started stroking my body sensually and rubbing against his chest, asking him how much he wanted it. I wanted him to beg me some more. I knew when he was ready and I knew he still wasn't at the point where I needed to give him what he wanted.
He started breathing harder and harder and begging me.
I took a deep breath and started... My urine ran warmly over his chest, the sound accompanied by his little muffled moans, showing how much he liked it. I lowered myself a little further down and stood over his penis. I continued there, getting him wet.
His penis was hard and erect and it pleased me to get him wet.
When I finished, I approached his face and stood over him. A few drops ran down his cheek, next to his lips. He stuck his tongue out and looked at me hesitantly. He begged me to come on his face!
I sat on him and ran my hand through his hair. I began to move my hips rhythmically over his face, fast and hard. He had explained to me before how much he loved pleasing me, how much he liked to feel useful, as any good submissive should.
My orgasm didn't take long to come. I came hard, inside his mouth and pulled back... I sat on his chest and looked at him. He was licking his lips, telling me how much he liked it and thanking me again!
I told him to get up and turned on the water. He soaped me all over, meticulously, touching my body with adoration, telling me how lucky he was that I was paying attention to him. He took a bath himself and we moved we went back to the living room. He knelt in front of me again and begged me to put my strap on on.
I opened my bag and had him bend over the dining room table and spread his legs.
It was time to reward him for what a good boy he was today.
