It was a cool Sunday morning in October, waiting in my car half way between Wales my home and Exeter which was his. The sub was running late and he knew he would be punished for this, probably racing along the country roads.
We had arranged to meet at a small turning at the bottom of Puriton hill, a teen pull in, in my younger days.
Country Boy pulled up in his works transit van, I could see fear in his eyes. As he stepped out of the van with flowers, I could also see the bulge of excitement in the slaves trousers, this was our first ever meet. We had spoken often.
He was taller than I imagined and his hair was quite tidy considering that I had imagined him having thick curly hair and rosy cheeks from working outdoors. Instead he was pale, smart but still held that thick country accent.
Instantly he presented me with my favourite flowers Lillie's and red roses. A present of chocolates and some filthy domination porn, typical of this perverted little hoare.
"Did you have a good trip Mistress" he asked shyly, "yes and why are you late", I replied. "Sorry mistress I got lost" he replied. "well you won't next time, will you"? I shouted. "No, mistress, I will not fail you again". Good I replied.
Get on your hands and knees , kiss my feet, I demanded. He quickly was at my feet, kissing them, like it was his last meal, slurping, kissing sucking my toes, delighting at my stern demand. I slightly lifted my skirt revealing my new suspender belt and seamed stockings.
Have you booked the room as instructed. "yes, Mistress" he muffled with my toe in his mouth.
Suddenly a car pulls into the lay by, a man steps out and starts walking around my slave and myself, with his hand firmly down his pants, then another, then another.
"Oh my god Mistress what do they want"? CountryBoy asked, to watch and wank of course, I replied. "I've heard of this but never experienced this before" he whispered, it was quite funny to see this strong slave intimidated by another type of perv. "I can't do this Mistress, can we go to the Hotel now"? Yes lets go, I replied, though I found the whole experience quite amusing. "Do you know the hotel slave"? "Not really mistress". That's ok, follow me then. We ended up in a local Hotel on the outskirts of Bridgwater.
Once in the room, I instruct country boy to strip naked for me. Its been a long journey from Wales, massage my feet with this baby oil, slave. Make sure that you don't miss one toe. As I looked down I could now see his cock was fully erect, put on these frilly pants, I don't wish to see your worthless little cock. Country boy did as he was instructed.
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