I'd almost forgotten the thrill of being a whore when a long ago client contacted me again for another encounter. A long ago *favourite* client. A client I've been thinking about every time I masturbate for the last ...

Dressed in seamed stockings, high heels, slutty lingerie and a dress that hides almost nothing, I arrive at his hotel room. He likes to hear stories, so I tell him about my journey as I display myself in my immodest outfit. How everyone stared at me on the underground, how several men asked my price, how the concierge didn't want to give me access to the elevator, c...

I'd almost forgotten the thrill of being a whore when a long ago client contacted me again for another encounter. A long ago *favourite* client. A client I've been thinking about every time I masturbate for the last ...

Dressed in seamed stockings, high heels, slutty lingerie and a dress that hides almost nothing, I arrive at his hotel room. He likes to hear stories, so I tell him about my journey as I display myself in my immodest outfit. How everyone stared at me on the underground, how several men asked my price, how the concierge didn't want to give me access to the elevator, clearly knowing what I was doing in the hotel. I tell my client how turned on I am, knowing I've come back to degrade myself further for him, and that being dressed like this just makes me more eager to start. However, first he wants to see me change into a familiar lingerie set, an old favourite of his. I slip into the gorgeous black stockings, the sheer lace panties and garter belt, the intricate, exposing bra. I can't help but start masturbating as I reminisce over the things we did in the past, and may be about to do again. He hands me a short, slutty dress, and I know he wants me to go down to the bar and get him a drink while dressed like this, just so that everyone will know exactly what's going on in the penthouse suite. This idea is almost enough to make me cum all on its own, but I do as he says, touching up my makeup to make myself look even more sultry before heading downstairs. I am soon back in the room, even more aroused and ready for action. But having displayed me to the whole hotel in expensive lingerie and cheap dress, he now wants me to get changed into a special outfit just for him. A priceless sheer, embroidered body and a strappy PVC dress. I look just as slutty as I did in the previous outfit, but a lot more expensive. Surely he must be ready to fuck me now? But first, he wants me to act out how much I love to ride his cock, while masturbating as I describe the experience. He wants to make sure he's fully in control before he fucks me, and wants to see how desperate I am for his cock...