Meeting Master Jay: Chapter 5

Finally Meeting Master Jay

Meeting Master Jay: Chapter 5
Let's start with a basic introduction. As all of the posts under my stories tab, this is a work of fiction. It's the story of how I imagine my meeting with a Master from Chicago whom I met online might go. Let's call him Master Jay. Is it a coincidence that in real-life I'm owned by Master J.E., my alter ego for tales from the perspective of a Dom is Master John, and now this subject of my fantasy is Master Jay?

Miss Top railed me. I felt so used, but I also felt a little better afterward. I was nervous about my new lingerie, and I guess nothing helps you get over anything like a thick dick in your throat and your ass.

I won’t bore you with the process, but besides the white lingerie, she instructed me to remove my hair from everywhere. Not just from my chest, pits, ass, and pubes, but also to trim the hair on my legs and arms. I was almost hairless! My legs were rubbed with a little coconut oil and then I was instructed to wear thin white panties and a garter.

After Miss Top fucked me and finished preparing me, Master Jay arrived. When we heard the front door unlock, she instructed, “on your knees, sissy.”

I got down on my knees, on the spot, in nervous anticipation of Master Jay.