“Oh, Sir, It’s so good to see you, I was worried you weren’t here yet” you squeal in delight, as you throw your arms around my neck, and kiss me, for the first of only two times this weekend. “I can see you were my sweet” glancing over at the black man on the other side of the carousel, as I slip your collar round your neck and fasten it securely. Your face flushes red. Redder than your hair. You know you’re going to be punished later. Know that he's going to spank you. Hard across his knee, but you’re happy to see your Master, and your pussy tingles with fresh anticipation for what lies ahead. I hand you your bag, and guide you to the exit. As we walk toward the door, the hostess from the plane walks toward us with a knowing smile. She glances at your collar and slips me her card on the way past. I look at the card and note that she’s a Dominant as well, and watch her heart shaped arse sway as she walks away. Hmmm, an option for later. I can smell your excitement, your arousal, as we exit into the cool night air of Queenstown, and as you are standing at the machine, paying for the car parking, I take the opportunity to feel under your skirt, running my finger along your soaked pussy lips and bringing it to my nose, and mouth, tasting it. “Mmmm, I see you’ve followed instructions and been eating liquorice”. (A 100g of Black Knight Liquorice imparts the most delicious flavour) “Yes Sir” I like liquorice. Good, you’ll taste good later my sweet. Payment made, we walk toward my car at the back of the car park. My cock starts to twitch, watching you walk, and the smell lingering on my senses from my finger, and by the time we get to the car, I’m fully hard, and having difficulty walking. As we approach the car, from the front, I can’t contain myself any longer, and push you forward onto the bonnet, mashing your tits onto the cold paintwork. I flip your skirt up over your arse, running my hand between your legs, while undoing my belt and unzipping my jeans with the other. My rock hard cock springs out of my briefs as I push them down, and I slam straight into your pussy. Balls deep. You squeal as you feel it hit your cervix wall. For the next 15 minutes I ravage your pussy. Hammering it with my cock My thighs slapping into your arse The sound reverberating through the carpark in the cool night air. You are panting, shuddering, moaning as I relentlessly pound your pussy. Fucking you from behind, like a rutting animal. I feel my balls starting to contract, my cum boiling, building pressure for release. Release into your silky smooth, steaming pussy, your open cervix, the entrance to your waiting womb. You begin heaving back against me, your orgasm building for its imminent explosion. Just as I am about to splatter your insides with my seed, I feel a hand on my shoulder, pulling me back, pulling me out of you. “What the fuck” I start to say, but a booming, menacing voice, with a heavy African accent, tells me to “Stand aside, I have unfinished business with this one” to be continued.....