Escape to Germany

He smiled and understood what I wanted to happen.

"I'm all yours..."
"Mistress."
"I'm all yours, Mistress."

I told him to pour me a glass of vodka and then put a chair in front of the bed. I sat on the chair with crossed legs, vodka in hand, and then ordered him to take his clothes off except his underwear. Being an athlete, his body was amazing. He was wearing boxers with nothing underneath. His muscles were defined, his ass was toned, and his dick was as excited as he was. He stood beside the bed as he waited for my next command. I motioned my hand for him to come closer. He stood next to me and I told him to come close. He leaned over. My mouth to his ear.

"Slut. Don't disappoint me." I coldly whispered.

I saw his cock twitch. I gave it a gentle grope and Thorsten left out a soft moan. I ordered him to get on the bed and kneel. He hurried and knelt, I can see his cock pointing directly at me. I could tell it was huge. I took a slow sip of my drink and ordered him to play with his nipples and give me a good show. His hand quickly reached for his well-formed chest and began pinching his nipples. He would moan every now and then.

I loosened my robe as my cock, now fully-erect, was feeling restrained. I opened my legs and the robe opened even more, exposing my hard dick. I heard him moan and touch his dick a few times while stroking his entire body and then going back to playing with his nipples. Occasionally, he would raise his arm and his biceps would bulge and his armpit would show. I found this extremely hot.

This red-haired athletic German man who is twice my size and can take me down in a heartbeat, is on the bed obeying my every command. The perfect slave.

When I got tired I ordered him to come to me. He hurriedly came to the side of my chair, knelt down, and looked at me. I gave him another slap. And twisted his nipple while grabbing his chin with my other hand.

"You dare look at your Mistress in the eye?!"