Novella
Chapter 2 of 20
The week passed fast, G did not tell about this story to anyone. This time G was surprised about an email in the spam folder: Mistress M gave many information about the next session; this mail was sent the day after the first meeting, but G read that mail the morning of the second call.
The dress code was easy to fulfill in no time: naked.
Framing of the webcam was also easy: G had to frame the face, and no other things to be viewed, so G was confused about why he had to be nude.
The other information were harder to be provided: Mistress M asked for measurements of G’s dick when soft and hard, balls, distance between anus and scrotum, weight, height and age. Not that was difficult to measure, but the instructions asked to send that numbers ‘as soon as possible’. The last day before the meeting was not ‘soon as possible’. G foresighted a new embarassing moment with Mistress M.
Sent the mail when at home after work, the meeting was starting in a couple of hours. G was praying, the sent infos should improve the whole sexual experience, of course…
Shower done, dress code activated, webcam on, waiting room incoming. G was accepted very fast, unlike the last time. Mistress M started with the instructions, she did not care about G’s late in sending the email. The first instruction was strange: “dress yourself with a sporty outfit, take your wallet, your home keys, your documents and a pen, then go out, look for the nearest pastry store, then look for the door at the right of the store, ring the… uhm… let’s roll a dice: the eighth name on the button list outside the entrance; don’t switch off this conversation meanwhile!”.
G was confused: “What is the utility to have an empty cam pointing to the wardrobe, when someone is out of cam, doing random things?” But at the same time “What is going to happen if I don’t do what she tells me?”
G quickly did what Mistress M told him, hoping to the less time wasted in the one hour meeting.
At the entrance, he knew he had to click on the eight button, but Mistress M did not tell what to say… was it like a youngster’s prank? G didn’t want to waste any other second, and clicked on it. “Third floor” was the only reply he obtained, the door opened. G walked to the third floor, apartment door was left open, with a note stating “close it after you come in”.
G was surprised, something was wrong. No one knew about this, that could be a prank from his friends? How could they organize all that things? That could not be a coincidence.
G entered the room, the apartment was standard: big entrance, kitchen and living room in the same area, a small room with another note on the right door was noted by G: “get undressed, leave all your clothes and belonging here, then enter this door”.
That was really frightening. A moment of deep thinking followed, G was thrilled, and in some way aroused. “If this is a prank and Mistress M is fictional, I can run away but my friends are going to reveal this and I’m screwed. If this is a prank and I follow the instruction, is the same, with some more shame because of my nudity; but what if that’s not a prank? What am i going to lose if I run away?”. G undressed, fold the clothing and put it in order, put all his belonging to the side, then opened the door. When entering the room, automatically G closed his eyes for the emotion he was feeling.
“Welcome G, you took too much time for this first easy instruction.”
G opened the eyes: a beautiful woman showed, never seen in the neighborhood… but… the voice… that voice. And, more than the natural voice, the leather boots. It was Mistress M, live!
That strange sound of the ambulance gave her all the information needed.
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