Time for the RL thing (A boy's fantasy)

Submitted by Loth Siamendes

The phone rings. 'Hmpff, probably my work' he thinks, and doesn't answer. It's his day off, why should he answer? It keeps on ringing, then stops, but 10 seconds later it starts
ringing again and again. 'This is starting to get annoying' he whispers softly to himself, but grabs his mobile eventually and answers ' Hello' he says in a somewhat annoyed, grumpy voice. ‘Hello? IS that the way you speak to me, boy?’. He hears a stern voice on the other side and the hairs in his neck suddenly stand up straight. He immediately recognizes her voice, but coming from the telephone instead of his laptop speakers, it sounds almost surreal. ‘Well? answer me, boy!’ she says. He stutters, ‘I..I’m sorry Miss, I…I’m just a bit surprised’. He hears her laughing, but then returning to a stern voice ‘well, that’s not an excuse boy, you know you should be ready for Me always and everywhere. Your day isn’t starting very well I’m afraid, cause…’ he hears her giggle a bit but isn’t at all prepared for what is coming, ‘ I..am…here, boy and YOU are going to pick me up from the airport, a.s.a.p.’.
He gulps hard, not only the hairs on his neck are standing up now, but goose bumps appear all over his body, his knees shake and his hands tremble. A strange mixture of fear and excitement creeps up from his toes to his head, clearly not missing his cock about halfway.
‘Well?’ she says and he realizes he has been standing there for a few minutes, completely at loss what to say. ‘Y..yes Miss’ he stutters again. ‘Good boy’ she says.

‘Arrivals….exit 3…’ he mumbles to himself as he finds his way on the airport, his heartbeat highly raised, his throat dry as the desert. He stumbles as he bumps into people and then he hears it, her laugh, he would recognize it everywhere. Quickly he looks around and then, their eyes meet, for the very first time. His mouth falls open, his eyes widen as he stands there, with about 10 metres in between them, he seems to have forgotten how to speak or move. She stands there, smirking, not saying anything either for a few minutes, just enjoying his reaction and his worried, surprise yet pretty little face. Then she walks up to him and with one finger pressing down on his shoulder, he slowly gets down on his knees, not moving his eyes away from hers. Not able to resist himself, he suddenly wraps both his arms around her legs and presses his head against her thigh. “MMmmistress’ he whispers, hugging her close. She smiles and pets his head, running her fingers through his hair. ‘My boy’ she says and her words, makes his stomach tumble with joy. Their hug lasts for a few minutes and his fear slowly melts away. He doesn’t notice people looking at them and he doesn’t care. His love for his Mistress is overwhelming, all he wants to do now is hold her to never let her go again.
He closes his eyes, his head still pressed against her thigh and suddenly feels her hands near his neck and hears the sound of metal. He opens his eyes and sees her hands holding a black leather collar and slowly placing it round his neck, carefully locking it in place. If people weren’t already looking at them, they for sure will be now, he thinks and suddenly he starts to get a little nervous again. Then his she bends forward, her face near to his ear and whispers ‘you…are Mine’ as she tugs a little on the metal leash. Suddenly she turns around and walks off, her fine butt shaking from side to side, he stands there and watches for a few seconds but stumbles when the leash pulls him forward. He manages to get up on his feet and walks behind her feeling the leash tug. Even though he feels people staring at them, joy takes over his body. Finally, after all this time having his virtual body leashed to hers, this…is the real thing and this, this feels so much better.

With one motion of her hand she orders him to carry her bags and together, they walk outside to find a taxi. The taxi driver looks at them with a curious face, but it is probably Mistress stern look that makes him open up the doors and trunk of his car quickly. She smirks and her boy smirks with her. His stomach tumbles with joy and excitement again a few times realizing his Mistress can even get a vanilla guy to follow her orders. He gasps. They get in the back seats of the car and drive off. He sits next to her, still leashed and never feeling happier before in his whole life. Then she speaks in a soft tone ‘so, you think you can just sit there, My boy?’. He looks her in the face, first smiling but this smile turns into a worried look once he sees her stern but slightly smirking face. She pulls the leash, softly first, making his head move in direction of her. Suddenly a quick tug, making his face land directly lap, face down. He feels her hand on the back of his head making sure it stays in place. ‘Now, guess what I want you to do boy?’. He gulps, realizing instantly what it is she wants and at the same time realizing, the taxi driver and his rearviewmirror. He blushes and hears her softly laughing at him. His hands move towards the zipper of her sexy black skirt. ‘With your teeth, My boy’, she whispers. He nods and pulls back his hands, finding the pull tab with his mouth and clumsily tugging it down slowly. He feels her eyes staring at him and not only hers. He blushes still and tries to fight the battle in his head between the will to please his Mistress, his own excitement versus shame. Shame loses this battle cause with the zipper down, he is staring directly at her hot, already slightly wet, pussy. He hears her smirking and she whispers ‘this is a day full of surprises, isn’t it, My boy?’. He nods. Not waiting for another second, he buries his tongue in her pussy, making her gasps. She lays her head back and closes her eyes, stroking his hairs as he starts working his tongue slowly up and down her pussy, touching her clit each time for a few seconds. She moans softly. ‘That’s a good boy’ she whispers ‘lick me clean, make me cum’. He shivers hearing her speak but is encouraged to try even more his best, circling his tongue around her clit. His hands on her thighs feel her legs shake a little bit, and her soft moaning, lets him know he’s on the right track. ‘Mmmmmmmmm’ she says.
Licking up and down and around her clit, she starts shaking a bit more and her moans grow louder. Yes…mmm…good boy’, she says. Soon her whole body is shaking and he knows he’s doing it right ‘ yes….yessss…’ she moans loudly now. He buries his face deep in her pussy, running his tongue all over and around her clit in a fast pace, until finally… ‘Oooohhhh mmmmyy gooddd, yesss’…a loud moan and fast shaking of her legs, her hand holding on tight to his hair, grabbing it and pulling on it a bit. Then she falls backwards again, petting his face, still laying in her lap. They both smile.

The car stops, they’re there, at his home. He climbs out the car, but before he is fully out, she pulls him back, whispering in his ear again ‘don’t think My boy, that after all of this…I have forgotten how you spoke to me on the phone, earlier…’. He gulps softly, staring at one big bag the taxi driver had placed down next to the car, a couple of black handles sticking out on one side. He looks at her again, she smirks. Then they get out.