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STORY.30
The Master Chris Collection
THE INTERVIEW
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	Sharon had been having these strange feelings about her
sexuality for years. She had always fantasized about things that
would be considered "kinky" by most of her friends. Now, here
she was in a situation that only a few months ago she could not
have imagined. It all started when she and Marge had been
talking about each other's fantasies. Sharon had gone first and
she had shared her innermost feelings. Marge was very intent,
listening to Sharon describe how she had always wondered what it
would be like to be totally submissive to a man. Marge asked her
if she had any experience in dominant/submissive relationships.

	Sharon blushed as she described how she had once been
tied up by an ex-boyfriend and how he had spanked her also.
Marge asked if it had been exciting for her and Sharon said yes.
Marge smiled. Sharon's face was flushed as she finished her
story and demanded that Marge reciprocate. Marge smiled and said
that her favorite fantasies were also about submission. Sharon's
eyes opened wide.

	Marge told Sharon that only recently had she done
anything about it and that she now knew a wonderful "Master".
"Wow!, said Sharon, "And he's always dominant?". "Sure", said
Marge, "I get to live out my submissive fantasies totally with
him. Sharon felt herself getting excited and she shifted
uncomfortably in her chair. "Would you like to meet him?", asked
Marge. Sharon's eyes opened wide at the question.

	"What would I have to do?", she asked in a small voice.

	Marge just smiled, "You'd have to be completely
submissive. If you want to meet him, he'll give you an interview
and he'll find out if you're submissive enough for him. The
interview was one of the most exciting events of my life. I was
never so open or vulnerable as that day!"

	"What happens in the interview?", asked Sharon.

	"I shouldn't tell you.", smiled Marge, "It would take
away all the fun." There was a long moment of silence. Sharon's
mind was racing. Part of her told her to grab the opportunity
and part of her told her to forget it. Finally she looked up at
Marge. Her voice was quivering as she gave her answer,

	"I'd like to try it.", she said.

	"O.K.", said Marge, "You can expect a call in the next
few days. The name is Sir Michael." Sharon barely remembered the
rest of the day. For the next couple of days, in fact, her mind
couldn't get off what was going to happen to her. Her days were
filled with the anticipation of waiting for "the call".

	Finally, 3 days later, it came. A woman's voice was at
the other end of the line. "Is your name Sharon?", she asked.

	"Yes.", said Sharon.

	"Sir Michael has granted you an interview. I am to give
you your instructions. Are you ready?" Sharon's heart was
beating a mile-a-minute.

	"Yes, I am.", she whispered. "Very well, you are to
arrive at the Holiday Inn Hotel and present yourself at Room 210
at exactly 2pm Saturday. Do not be late under any circumstances.
You are to wear a light sundress. You are forbidden to wear a
bra, stockings or panties. You are to wear your dress and your
shoes, nothing more. Do you understand your instructions?"

	"Yes I do.", said Sharon.

	"You may say, Yes Miss.", said the anonymous voice
sternly.

	"Yes Miss.", said Sharon before she could even think
about it.

	"Very well then, goodbye.", she said. Sharon hung up the
phone. Her heart was beating hard and her palms were moist as
she sat down. She leaned back in her chair and closed her eyes.
She let her hands glide down her body, feeling its heat. She had
never in her life imagined that she would do something like this
and now it was really happening.

	She let her hands slide into her shorts and down her
panties. Her pussy was soaking wet. She started to play with her
vaginal lips, letting her hands slide into her pussy and rub the
hot juices into her already hard clit. Her hips moved of their
own accord, as she imagined a stranger touching her, entering
her, and holding her open for his inspection.

	One hand moved up to her nipples and she pinched them
tightly. The feeling was wonderful and she squeezed them harder
than she would normally wondering if they would be punished
also. Her orgasm was not long in coming and it was a powerful
one. For the first time ever, Sharon cried out loud while she
was coming.

	The next couple of days passed in a blur for Sharon as
Saturday quickly approached. She couldn't keep the thoughts of
what might happen from her mind and she seemed to be in a
constant state of arousal thinking about it. And now, here she
was, standing in front of a hotel room door wondering if she
should actually knock or not!

	She had dressed early after carefully taking a long bath
and cleaning herself from head to toe. She was now in her yellow
cotton sundress. It was a pretty dress that showed off her brown
curly hair well. As instructed she was wearing no bra or panties.

	The feeling of traveling to the hotel with nothing under
her dress had been a little unnerving. She kept looking at every
man who walked past her wondering if he could see through her
dress, wondering if he knew that she was on her way to a Master.
Now, she stood in front of the door with her palms moist, her
nipples hard and her pussy hot and wondered what would happen
when she knocked. Closing her eyes and taking a deep breath, she
reached up and knocked on the door. It was opened a moment later
moment later by a stunning blond woman. At first Sharon thought
she had the wrong room. She started to back away mumbling an
apology when the woman said, "Follow me Sharon."

	Startled, Sharon moved into the hotel room. She looked
at the other woman as she turned and closed the door. She was
very tall, perhaps 5'11" and was dressed in a light summer dress
that came down to about halfway to her knees. Her figure was
perfect and her face was beautiful. Sharon looked at her face
and saw that this was a no- nonsense sort of woman. Sharon
waited expectantly in the entranceway for next instructions.

	The woman took her by the arm and brought her over to
the window. She was faced looking out of the full length window
and told to remain still. The feeling of knowing that someone
was behind her while she stood made Sharon terribly nervous.
Suddenly Sharon realized that standing this way made her dress
almost transparent from the rear! A hot blush hit her cheeks as
she stood passively waiting for instructions.

	She was made to wait for a couple of minutes, not daring
to turn around before a deep male voice began speaking to her.
"My name is Sir Michael, Sharon", he said, "You may address me
as Sir Michael or Sir."

	"Yes Sir", said Sharon in a meek voice.

	Sir Michael continued, "I am going to be conducting your
interview. I want you to know that you may not pass the
interview and may be unsuitable for serving me. Now, before we
begin I want you to spread your legs wide apart." Sharon blushed
again as she followed the instructions. She knew that whoever
was behind her was getting a perfect view of her legs through
the dress. It seemed silly considering that she expected to end
up without even the dress before they were done, but, oddly, she
felt more naked with the dress on. Sir Michael now began asking
a long series of questions. They started off very normally,
asking her birthday, her measurements. She was asked to describe
the schooling she had received as well as the work experience
she had. She found herself answering honestly and completely.

	The questions steadily got more personal. "At what age
did you lose your virginity?", asked Sir Michael.

	Sharon told him that she had been 19.

	"Have you ever made love to a woman?", he asked.

	Sharon stuttered on her reply that she had not.

	Sir Michael asked for complete history of what kinds of
sexual experiences she had had and what parts of her body turned
her on the most. She was embarrassed to describe how she
masturbated and when Sir Michael asked if she had ever used her
finger in her behind while doing so, she stammered out her
answer. She answered a long series of questions on what types of
submissive experiences she had enjoyed and what types of
submissive fantasies she had.

	Finally, Sir Michael asked her the last question, "Are
you now prepared to serve me?"

	Sharon didn't hesitate. "Yes", she blurted.

	Sharon heard some movement behind her and then felt the
fingers of someone (Was it the woman or the man?) pulling her
dress up. She raised her hands and in a moment she was naked.
She was now standing in full view of anyone looking at this room
on the 2nd floor of the Holiday Inn with absolutely no clothes
on! Sharon had never been so excited. She felt she would do
anything for these people.

	"Alright Sharon, now masturbate yourself." Sharon jumped
at the command. Her hand hesitantly moved to her pussy and found
it drenched! Her juices were literally dripping down her thigh.
She slid two fingers into her pussy and started moving them in
and out. She was unable to stifle a moan. The woman instructed
her to bend forward a little to give them a better view and
Sharon did so, her face and breasts were almost touching the
glass of the window now. She was hotter than she had ever been
in her life and her hand was moving furiously between her legs.
She was breathing in short ragged breaths.

	She started to feel the beginnings of the most powerful
orgasm she had ever experienced when all of a sudden her wrist
was grabbed by the woman and pulled away from her pussy. It was
pulled back and quickly fastened to her other wrist behind her
back. Sharon moaned in frustration, "Please let me come?", she
begged. Her heat was incredible she was desperate to touch
herself.

	"No, Sharon", said Sir Michael, "You will come when I
tell you--not when you please."

	Sharon moaned again, her hips were still writhing back
and forth hoping to find something to rub against. Sharon felt
the other woman attaching nipple clips to her large brown
nipples. They pinched her hard but were not really painful. The
woman had Sharon go down on her knees now and then bent her head
forward until it was resting on the carpeted floor. She was
instructed to keep her knees wide apart. She felt her bottom
being stroked and the sensation was wonderful. The long cool
fingers of the woman stroked the crack of her ass and then
gently and firmly pulled her buttocks wide apart to completely
expose her tiny rear opening. Sharon moaned again as she felt
herself opened. A finger cool with lubricant now slid into
Sharon's bottom and she gasped at the sensation.

	The finger moved slowly all the way into her and then
slid out deliciously. She felt her hips move of their own accord
as she pushed back against the finger trying to get more of it
in her. The finger was removed and Sharon moaned in frustration
again.

	The next sensation was that of a small butt plug as it
was inserted in her rear. Sharon had never felt anything like
this and she gave out a little whimper as the thick part of the
plug pushed into her. The feeling of being held open like that
was a constant stimulation for the already over-stimulated body.

	Sharon heard Sir Michael chuckling at her. She felt a
large manly hand reach between her legs to feel her heat. Two
fingers slid quickly into her pussy and she cried out at the
wonderful feeling. They were quickly removed however. The two
dominants now stood up leaving the hot submissive on her knees.
Sharon was hoping for relief. She moaned and whimpered as she
knelt there with her filled bottom on display.

	"You are going to be spanked now, Sharon.", said Sir
Michael, "Are you ready?"

	"Yes Sir, please.", gasped Sharon.

	Sharon felt the leather paddle being rubbed on her her
smooth buttocks and then felt the rush of air as it struck her
bottom. The pain was sharp but not unbearable and the heat that
it generated added to her stimulation. She was moaning
constantly and pushing her buttock back up to the paddle as it
landed.

	The spanking stopped for a moment and she felt a large
vibrator being slid into her soaking pussy. The vibrator was
turned on and off intermittently. She was kept close to coming
but whenever she was close, the action would stop and she would
be kept quivering. Finally, the spanking ended. Her buttocks and
upper thighs were hot and stinging. The juices from her pussy
were now dripping down her legs and Sharon was delirious with
desire. She was ordered to turn around and suck her Master.

	She did so eagerly, now pulling his large manhood into
her. The vibrator in her pussy was turned on and off. Whenever
she was close to coming it would stop. She was kept in a
constant state of arousal. Her tongue ran up and down it and she
let him slide all the way to the back of her throat, something
she had never allowed a man to do before. His orgasm was not
long in coming.

	She swallowed his cum in large gulps, determined to
catch it all and please her Master. Then Sir Michael ordered her
to suck the other woman. She was sitting on a chair with her
legs spread and Sharon didn't even hesitate in leaning over to
slide her tongue into the hot, wet woman. She quickly brought
the other woman to orgasm delighting in the feeling of being
able to please another person like that. "Now, I am going to let
you come, my little slave.", said Sir Michael.

	"Oh thank you, Sir", said Sharon.

	She was desperate to come. The sensations in her
nipples, her ass and pussy were indescribable. Every movement
she made turned on a different part of her. "You will be
entertaining more than just myself.", said her Master. "Go over
to the window and move forward until your nipple clips are
touching the glass."

	Sharon did so, feeling the hot flush on her face of
exposing herself this way. The vibrator was turned on again and
she felt two hands reach around to grasp the clips on her
sensitive nipples and pull on them. Another hand reached down to
begin playing with the intruder in her ass and it was that last
sensation that was finally too much. Sharon's whole body began
to shake as she let herself be consumed by the orgasm. It took
over all of her and she would have fallen down if she had not
been held up by the other two. Her ass clenched hard on the anal
dildo and that sent her into another spasm of orgasm. It seemed
to go on forever as one sensation after another triggered
another peak. Several long minutes later she was curled up on
the floor at her Master's feet, drained by the experience.

	It had been the most intense experience of her life and
Sharon knew that this was only the beginning.

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