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As I stared out at the Texas heat from the hotel window, I was thankful for the luxury of air conditioning. However, despite the boiling 95°F weather outside, it would only get hotter for my young sub, Heather. We met online, and, inevitably, the conversation turned towards more lewd subject matters. At that point, we were comfortable with one another so the dangers of honesty were relatively low. She, only a year younger than I, was naturally submissive. We mutually understood the situation. By the time we finally got together, the sexual tensions were high. That was a mere four months ago.Today, you see, we would be exploring the taboo land of public play. Neither of us had much experience, but I allowed my domineering personality to take control of the situation. Both of us were uncomfortable, yet irrationally excited (she more than I). We drove three hours to Houston to get away from people we might know, as bumping into a friend would ruin her experience. Today is all about her, though she doesn’t know it yet.She only knew that we would be going out. I advised her to wear less revealing clothes, as this would make her more comfortable. She happily complied, assuming that I would save any sexual advances for later. Poor Heather. She doesn’t know what lies ahead of her within the maw of my deviously creative mind.She walked into the bedroom wearing simple sweatpants and a T-shirt that was rather loose on her. Her deliciously tight ass swayed along with her hips as she walked, the fabric of her pants occasionally relocating itself between her cheeks indifferently, only to be pulled free with her next step. Her petite frame was hidden beneath the shirt, yet defined itself as the garment shifted on her shoulders. God, she’s adorable. She punctuated her elongated walk into the room with a playful “how do I look, isvecbahis boss?” Accompanied by a twirl that seemed to slow time to my eyes, desperate to take in every inch of her gorgeous appearance, Heather marinated in the cuteness that drew me to her personality online.”You look great, H,” I responded, tossing around the idea of warning her that those pants were much too warm to be wearing around Houston in such blazing heat. I ultimately decided against forewarning her and rose to my feet. The way she tilted her head up to look at me as I took confident strides toward her made the light from the window glimmer in her beautiful deep brown eyes. She instinctively took a step backward to let me by. What did I do to deserve this girl?I squeezed past her, never breaking eye contact, and made my way toward the hotel room door. I grabbed the doorknob accurately (despite being blind to its location) and slowly opened the gateway into the next stage: the point of no return. If we left this room, I would not let myself fail to follow through on this plan. With the door open, I gestured for her to walk out. I could sense her discomfort even when she was considering leading us somewhere strange. Heather is confident in familiar territories, but she has never been to Houston.After a moment of hesitation, my piercing stare seemingly penetrating her very soul, she began to walk out the door. I had restrained myself to this point, but I could not resist a playful slap on her ass as she passed me. She giggled softly and entered the hallway. I took one last glance at the room and then followed her.—As soon as we exited the hotel I could feel the heat. Though Heather generally looks hot, she seemed especially warm after a few minutes of baking in the Texas sun. Gingerly holding her hand, seemingly delicate as glass to me, I isveçbahis giriş guided her through the bustling downtown. I led her to a shop, generously blasting air conditioning into the street as a lure, and brought her inside. As I’m sure she noticed immediately, I had brought her to a jeweler.Her sweet eyes turned wide and looked up at me, afraid to voice her assumption of why I brought her here. I only looked down at her and wrapped my arm around her slender shoulder. Understanding that I intended to buy her jewelry, she twirled into my embrace and wrapped her arms around my waist. I could feel her breasts pressing into me, but seeing her happy gave me more satisfaction than the mere diluted sexual connection.As she didn’t relish in the flamboyant luxuries of diamonds and gemstones, her ears were still not pierced. I brushed her silky black hair behind an ear, though I didn’t need the confirmation. I only wanted to see her smiling face more clearly. This would be a treat for her, but not in the way she was envisioning.I navigated over to the shop’s rather extensive selection of clip-on earrings: the main reason I chose to bring Heather here to this particular jeweler. This subdivision of the store was somewhat secluded, sequestered into a small area on the wall, forming a U-shape around an employee kiosk. I calmly kept my right hand wrapped around her hip as she excitedly took in the selections.”Any pair you want,” I whispered in her ear.She lovingly placed a hand over mine as I let it drop to the side of her ass.After a few moments of browsing, a young man in a button-up shirt approached us. The shirt’s shade of pink instantly caught my eye, starkly contrasting itself with his rather dark complexion.”Hey guys, how can I help you?” he queried in a voice that sounded suspiciously friendly as if his mind isveçbahis yeni giriş were in another place entirely. He walked up to the employee kiosk and we turned to face him, our backs to the wall.”Go ahead, H. You know what you like,” I told her in a voice openly directed at the room in general rather than only her. She removed her hand from mine as she tried to describe a pair she had once seen in an ad. She’s just awful with words when she gets excited. She talks fast and words get all jumbled up. It’s honestly pretty adorable.Alas, I was not focusing on what she had to say. Instead, I was slowly repositioning my hand toward the small of her back. It was obvious that the clerk was still confused, so I continued my hand’s movement. I slowly brought it downwards towards the waistband of her sweats. I could feel the slight dampness from the heat as I moved my hand beneath her shirt. I could feel the warmness of her bare skin as I moved my hand beneath her waistband. She began to talk even faster, and it was clear that the employee was still confused. I just watched her face turn red as she felt my fingers parting her buttocks. Yet she kept talking. At this point she was rambling, repeating herself, and being confusing. Whatever it took to distract the employee from her rapidly reddening face.My hand was slick from the moisture inside her pants so I kept pushing. I slowly teased her as my middle finger found its way to the brown jackpot. I rested the tip of my finger there for a moment. She knew what was coming, but she was unsure of just when she could expect the moment of entrance. I waited for six seconds. I felt her brace at three, understanding that I was about to make an entrance. By the sixth second, she had relaxed, almost being content with my moist finger’s presence.And then I gradually applied pressure. Her face flushed to match the shade of the employee’s shirt. I heard a quiet gasp as my middle finger made an entrance. She stopped talking as I flexed my digit. We had discussed anal, but never had I been this audacious.

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