Camsoda Jessa Rhodes - Come and have a good time.

I'm going to strip you.So call me and make a private phone reservation. I will pick you up at 33. I will see you in the lobby. Then you may come and sit with us for a while. We have somewhere in the back reserved for me. Do not say anything or you will be sorry for your trouble. Make your reservations now. I will get you in on the phone in a couple of hours. Do you understand?" "Yes, Camsoda Jessa Rhodes." "Good. I will be over by then. What do you desire in life? Mine is to pleasure You, and to make You happy. I seek nothing else. Will you please come out for me?" "YES, Camsoda Jessa Rhodes." He hung up the phone. I started to undress slowly, reaching between my legs with my right hand and bringing the hem of my skirt up over my ass cheeks.

I began to growl in response. I am not a loud person so I was surprised when a man answered. He was taller than me, 33 or thereabouts. He had a good looks. "May I get you something?" he said in a deep, commanding voice. "Please." "I want to be Your slut. I want to be whatever You want me to be. I want to serve You and You will be pleased with me." I quickly pulled off the hastily thrown blouse I was so embarrassed to wear. I shivered in response. I was dressed in a short Lebanese halter top and a simple black sundress. It was a beautiful sundress. The halter top was my Master's favorite because it closed up the front and back. It left my breasts to the side.

I knelt down and lifted my top over my head like a secret down. He could see how much I was enjoying myself and he encouraged me. He was pleased. I am a little big, so I had to put on a medium size make-up. I looked at myself in the mirror. There was no facial hair. I also had very short hair on top of my shoulder-length straight brown hair. I stood up and put on my stockings and went to the kitchen to see what I needed to prepare dinner. When I came back, my plate had something on it. I smiled and headed into the master bedroom. I kneeled on the bed. I kneeled there dressed only in what was on the table. A leather collar with a tiny silver ring was tied around my neck. It was my favorite collar..