An Encounter
I meet him at the airport. He has this big grin on his face, what a pathetic loser he is! Maybe he thinks I will fall head over heels with him and suck his cock. I order him to get in the taxi. His hands are carrying the few suitcases, he doesnt know what to do with them. Hahaha, he got so intimidated in front of me. Finally the taxi drivers helps him with the suitcases and the guy gets inside the car, next to me. He looks me straight in the eye, his eyes are sparkling. This instantly infuriates me, but I keep my calm. I order him to give me all his money and his documents.
He hands me a wallet full of $100 bills and his passport. Men are so dumb! “Why are you carrying so much cash with you?” … “Well, I thought it would be useful…” The road to the city is long and he is getting bored, he is trying to whistle some tune, then to touch my hand… I slap him with a sudden move: “How dare you?!”… “But.. but….”…”No BUT’s! Shut the fuck up! Who allowed you to speak?!” We finally arrive at the hotel where I had previously booked a room with my own ID. We take the elevator up to the 10th floor. I thought it would be better for the privacy I needed. I unlock the door and push him inside. He is still in awe. Maybe he had other expectations…I order him to get naked and so he does. I can see his dick is stiff hard, maybe he is thinking he should have bought more condoms or some spicy lube. I order him to be on his knees and close to the refrigerator. Using a pair of handcuffs I had from a policeman lover, I cuff him to the refrigerator lock. Then I tell him to wait for me to return….TO BE CONTINUED
