Kinky Young Callgirl in London

There are times when I get a call that it is a little out of the blue; my profile does say that I am willing to do kinky things but not very many people seem to take me up on that offer so when I finally hear that someone is interested in it I am always willing to jump on the chance. It was the same with the call that I got this afternoon when a man asked for me to come over to his place and made sure to ask if I would be willing to be spanked and talked dirty too, perhaps even a bit of humiliation. I assure him that was something that I was willing – and glad – to do and made sure to get the information on his place and what time he would like me to come over.

I pulled my hair into pigtails and as requested I wore a short skirt that barely covered anything, though I did make sure to bring a trench coat so I wouldn’t not get too many looks on the London underground. I am sure they were wondering what I was doing with my bright cherry lips and my blonde hair pulled into tight little pigtails, though they were too polite to say anything. I wouldn’t have minded; I have heard many horrible things whispered to me in the bedroom and it is what keeps my clientele coming back for more. The men on the underground had surely gotten a show and I knew that some might just go looking for a girl exactly like me someday.

I always had a pep in my step when I was going to meet a client, I was about to make plenty of money as a kinky London escort and do something I enjoyed while I was at it. I have been interested in kinky things ever since I started having sex so now that I get to explore it in anyway that I want I have been having the best time. I don’t hold myself back from new experiences as I know that intense pleasure can be given even if it was super strange.

The man that opened the door to the flat, had salt and pepper hair and he smiled at me before he let me inside. I was his to do with what he wished that evening and I was looking forward to every second of it, and by the way that he was looking at me it seemed that he was enjoying the thought of it as well. He brought me to the kitchen where he offered me a bottle of water which I accepted – it was always good to remain hydrated before doing anything sexual but especially so when it involved something kinky.

He sat down across form me before he began to speak. “I want to make sure that we have discussion of any boundaries and what the safe word will be; even though you are here for me I want to make sure that you are comfortable as well. Making sure that the person I am with is having a good time makes the experience all the more enjoyable for me,” he explained.

“Now Felicity, I hope that you are aware of some of things that I might be doing to you and with you this evening, I have found some escort girls to be put off by some of my desires but it seemed that your profile suggested that you are open to most anything. Are there any limits that you have before we get started?” Barry asked me, while looking me over, his pupils already dilated to show his attraction towards me. I could not help but smile at him as I realized that.

“The only thing that I do not want is blood to be drawn or any permanent injuries, anything else I am game for,” I gave him a dazzling smile as I crossed my legs on the stool.

He nodded, seeming happy with the answer that I have given to him. “If I have taken anything too far, I want you to say enough and I will immediately back off; I don’t want to hurt you or do anything that you wouldn’t enjoy.” I nodded at the safe word for the evening, it was one I had heard before, at this point I have never needed to use a safe word. Nothing has ever been too much for me to handle and I highly doubted that tonight would be the first time that I felt like I needed to use it.

He smiled back as he saw me nod and now it seemed like it was time for him to get into the details of the evening. “You are going to be my student, and I am your university professor, is this a role that you can play?”

My smile widened at the question and I nodded. “It is something that I can play very well, Professor,” I ended the statement with the word to make sure that he knew that I wasn’t afraid and that I would do anything to turn him on.

“Great, we may have several different things that we do tonight, but I would like to start off with this one, so I am going to go to my study, and I want you to follow in a minute after. You have an appointment with your professor,” he said before he stood up and went to the hallway, I saw as he slipped into a doorway that I assumed to be his study.

After a minute had passed I had gotten up and shrugged out of my coat and made my way into the room, his eyes widened as he finally was able to see my outfit; a little smirk lifted his lips as he leaned back in his chair and beckoned me to sit down. I did so and he folded his hands on the desk. “Miss James I could not help but notice how your grades seem to be slipping, I truly thought you had said that you would be improving them… they are just getting worse and I really cannot abide that,” he said with a stern voice.

I shook my head as I bit my lower lip. “I don’t know Professor, I had tried to do my best on the most recent test, I hadn’t realized that all I had done was become worse. Is there anything that I can do to make it up to you? I really need to pass this class.”

His fingers steepled as he looked at me, perhaps considering what he would do with a student under this situation and what he had always wanted to do. Was he a professor? It was certainly likely, and it made me squirm in my seat to think about, I wish I had a professor like this when I went to university. “I think that you will allow me to give you private tutoring sessions, starting today, nothing else will help to improve your grades in my class. I’m sorry miss James but that is the best that I can offer you.”

“I understand, thank you Professor, I will be so glad for the opportunity for you to spend the extra time helping me,” I said quietly as I lowered my head, my eyes lifted to look at him through my lashes.

He nodded in acknowledgment. “The first thing that you must learn is that you will get punished for the incorrect answers that you give or for not fully formulating your ideas. Considering the test that I have here and how you basically failed that I will go easy on your punishment this time.” He moved to stand up from his chair and clear off a space on his desk. “Miss James, would you please lean over this desk?”

I smirked at him and nodded, quickly getting up and bending over the spot he had indicated, my skirt already having risen to reveal the lack of panties underneath.

“Well, I think the first thing that I should punish you for is your lack of panties, you should know better as a professional escort in London. Perhaps you had laundry day though, hm? I want you to wear panties every day starting from now on; we don’t want everyone to think of you as a slut now, do we?” He asked as he made his way back over to me with something in his hand, I could easily guess that it was a paddle, but he set it down on the chair and instead hit my ass with his hand. “Speak when you are spoken to,” and he reiterated his statement with a smack to the other cheek.

“No, professor, I do not want everyone to think of me as a slut,” I said and in reward I didn’t receive another spank just yet instead he rubbed the spots in which he had hit them. Before he pulled over the ‘test’ and put it on my back, he seemed to be reading it over before he began his next attack on my ass. And I could lie, I was already horny, and I could feel that I was getting turned on just how I was and with threat of more spanking to come.

“You cannot even distinguish correctly from they, their, and they’re, I believe that each of those deserves a spank, or you can trade those three spanks with one from the paddle. Which one do you want Felicity?” He asked and I could help but squirm my hips at the thought of either.

“The paddle,” I said in a small whisper and soon I felt the harsh smack of the paddle on my ass. We continued like this for a long while with me choosing between his hand and the paddle and him rubbing my ass in between. By the time that we had finally gotten through the ‘test’ I was so wet that my juices were beginning to go down my legs.

His fingers slipped from their spot on my ass to in between my legs to touch my center, I heard the disappointed noises escape from him even as he pressed his crotch against my hip. It was obvious that he had enjoyed what we had just done and was eager for more and I would be happy to give him whatever else that he might want. “You must be a very naughty London escort for getting turned on by getting spanked by your professor. It will hurt you for the next few days to sit down and even a few tears escaped your pretty little eyes and yet you are completely turned on. Explain yourself,” he said as his fingers began to rub along my slit and my legs began to part for the man.

“I can’t professor, I am so sorry professor,” I said with my voice desperate with need for him, I hoped that was something he would be given to me and shortly.

His fingers were rough as he shoved three inside of me at once and I let out a loud yelp, having not expected such a rough entrance. “I think then that you are truly a slut, no worries, I have dealt with plenty of young women like you and I know exactly what you need. You need a real man to put you in your place, all of the university boys that you surround yourself with will never be good enough for you it’s why you take cock after cock. They don’t know how to fuck you, they don’t know that you need discipline just as much as a good fucking,” he said as he positioned himself behind me and I could hear as he unzipped his pants.

His fingers still moved inside of her and soon enough they had hit my g-spot and I was almost shuddering with orgasm as he continued to hit that spot over and over, his own body pressing up against my throbbing ass. I could feel his cock there, hard and ready to take me, but I knew that would be on his own time, he wanted control over me; just as he wanted to have control over his students, tonight I was the substitute for his frustrations.

His other hand moved between my legs too and began to work at my clit, driving me to an orgasm. I came screaming and as soon as I did, he pushed his cock inside of me, which just made my own orgasm last longer. His clothed body leaned over mine and I could hear his breathing in my ear as he began to move his hips, my own hips began to move in response. This was a lucky night; I was with a guy that was decently attractive and seemed interested in my pleasure just as much as he was interested in his own.

He kept moving his hips to push his cock deeper into me. “This is what you needed, didn’t you? I thought so, with all of those mistakes on your test you were just begging for my attention, and any attention is good attention isn’t it? But the next time you want to cum, you have to have done better, because I surely won’t be making you cum if you don’t do better,” his words ended in a growl in my ear as his fingers worked my clit expertly,

I was cumming soon after that, his words spurring my body on, putting myself in the mindset of a girl who was about to fail his class and now she was being fucked just to get a better grade. He groaned as he felt my cunt pulse around him and fucked me through my orgasm before he pulled out.

Barry directed me to get down on my knees which I did willingly, and he pushed his cock into my mouth; I knew exactly what to do. My head began to move and brought him deep into my throat, his fingers tangled in my hair as he pushed me down onto him, after a couple of minutes of me gagging on his cock he was cumming down my throat.

I knew that this would not be the end of our evening as he pulled his cock from my mouth and helped me up off the floor. He had so much more he wanted to do to me, he needed one of the kinkiest London Escorts to be there for him to let out his deepest fantasies but that didn’t mean I couldn’t enjoy myself in the process.