Free Anything for Him by Susie Taylor

Anything for Him – Part 1
     
     
     
    Late on a Saturday morning, she pulled up to the house after driving a half-mile deep into an old growth forest. As soon as she turned up the bumpy gravel road under a canopy of very tall trees her nervousness disappeared and it was instantly replaced by a sense of calm, euphoria and eager anticipation for the wild and wicked sex she had dreamed about for many years.
     
    She had been emailing the man she was about to meet for over a month. She had been masturbating sometimes six or seven times today after rereading his emails and thinking of all the things he said he would do to her, with her, and most definitely in her.
     
    She had always been the good little girl. Got A’s in high school, was a cheerleader, and lettered in basketball and track. Actually she was the leading scorer for the basketball team and placed in the top 10 in the state in the marathon.
     
    She had a firm lean body that was quite flexible–as a matter of fact, he told her to keep stretching her body until she could lick her own clit–that was the key she had to show him that allowed her to enter The Wicked Woods. She accomplished this wonderfully self - serving feat within the first two weeks, but he made her wait until she could do it long enough to get herself off. She emailed him on Tuesday after she had accomplished this three times out of three attempts in the morning while thinking of what her great reward would be for this special favor that she learned to do for him.
     
    He had called her for the first time on Friday afternoon after she got back to the apartment she shared with two other 19 - year - old female college students. Her knees nearly buckled when she heard his smooth firm rich hypnotic voice speak her name for the first time.
     
    Not her real name, but the name that he gave her early on in their email exchanges–”TT”, for her tiny tits. She told him; in high school she didn’t need to wear a bra, but did anyway hoping to get her body to get the hint. Her main rival, also a cheerleader, gave her that name in the showers after the first football game of her sophomore year.
     
    Her rival got all the other naked cheerleaders to compare tits, but TT being embarrassed did not want to join in. They grabbed her and all of them played with her always erect nipples and called herTT until she ran out of the shower crying. She told him it was the most humiliating experience of her young life. She also told him that she first started masturbating after this experience; it was humiliating but it turned her on so.
     
    As she continued up the drive in her ’65 convertible mustang, she cupped her left breast in her left hand. Heredity paid off in the end for now she had conical extremely firm 36 C breasts and her nipples were pressing hard against the skimpy half tee shirt he told her to wear. Desperately she hoped they would be big enough to please him even though she knew that he would call her TT to humiliate her and get her soaking wet at the same time.
     
    She parked where he had told her and she looked at her watch and it was just one minute past noon, her scheduled arrival time. Actually she had been a half hour early and just kept driving around until she just couldn’t wait any longer. She had unlocked the heavy gate using the combination he had told her and then once through locked the gate behind her. This scared her a little, but she also knew they would want complete privacy to do all the things they had written about in emails.
     
    She found it hard walking in the high-heeled boots he told her to get and she was having a hard time keeping her skimpy leather skirt from riding up her bare ass. What a naughty little Slut she felt like. Getting ready to let a man she had never met, a man older than her father, a man she had long dreamed about, do just about anything he wanted to do to her.
     
    “TT’s” pussy was so wet she could feel her juices running down the soft insides of