I was recently in Boston and set up a session with Goddess Desire, who made things very easy for me. She promptly returned my emails, answered all my questions, and was extremely flexible and accommodating. My fantasy centered around a young physician making a housecall to a hotel room, and to make things easy, I agreed to make a reservation in a hotel that she would be near on this evening.
I sent a brief outline of my scenario, and she followed up with a few questions, and a few evenings later, I texted her my room number and there was a knock on my hotel room door.
Goddess Desire entered, wearing a black business suit, carrying a doctor's bag of some sort. We shook hands and she calmly explained that for me to start this new job, I'd need a complete physical by one of the company's physicians--her! She had me change into a hospital gown (pink!) and sit on the edge of the bed.
Things started slowly. She examined my neck, stuck one of those sticks in my mouth and had me say, "ahh," and then checked my breathing with her stethoscope. Sitting there, with just this gown draped over me as she had me lay down so that she could examine my abdomen, was a little too much for me. She is beautiful and had this sort of teasing, bad girl look on her face the whole time. Yet the words she was saying during the examination were very physician-like, and all business. Suddenly, I began to get an erection, which was obvious beneath the gown.
I decided to go with it, and apologized to this physician for any embarassment. Without blinking, she said that it happens all the time, but that she'd still have to go ahead with the rest of the exam. She had me stand up and she performed a very thorough genital exam. My erection wasn't going away. She was clearly making things worse.
Then she had me bend over and I could see her snapping on the latex glove. A slow prostate exam followed. I was urged to take a deep breath and relax, and suddenly she was inside me. This went on for a bit and she managed to elicit a slight moan from me.
"Did you just moan?" she asked, and I admitted that I did.
Suddenly, she was strapping on a dildo. "I think you're probably going to like this next part. Get on the bed, whore."'
With that, she proceeded to take me in several different positions, slow and sensual and then fast and rough. She even slapped my ass and called me her bitch a few times. At one point, she had me on my back with a pillow under me and she hoisted my legs in the air. Looking up at her, I was reminded of Alicia Witt, the actress. She even sounded like her! http://3critical.files.wordpress.com/2008/11/alicia-witt-men-08.jpg http://blogs.glam.com/glambuzz/files/2007/11/alica.jpg
Then she put me in a bicycle position, legs even higher in the air and fucked me until I came all over my own chest!
What I remember most is the little things she said here and there while she was slapping my face or my ass, or just entering me. She was very interesting and erotic and very much amused by the things she was doing to me. I never had the sense she was going through the motions.
Because I'm not into drama, I was hesitant to contact her because of her "crazy irish bitch" name. But Goddess Desire puts "irish bitch" into the right places. She was extremely professional, intelligent and good natured. She really did come across as a real medical student or intern who had a kinky side that came out once in a while with patients who got erections during her exam. But once the session was over, she'd go back to being a very conservative and efficient doctor.
I haven't done many "housecall" sessions like this, and I was a little nervous about a domme coming to my hotel room, but it was a very exciting and surprising thrill to have this beautiful stranger arrive, humiliate and violate me, and then leave me to watch late night television the rest of the night!
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