@SuitAndTiedUp presents: "Good suited slut."

A suited liaison awaits in a mysterious taxi.

This tale was submitted by a fellow who really enjoys--well--submission. Many suitmen fantasize about having an outfit chosen for them by a powerful suited Dom, and this story feeds into that fantasy. There is also the alluring juxtaposition of "sissy" undergarments and the masculine armor of the suit, the powerful exterior revealing the submissive, making him beholden to his Dom and lord the moment the trousers come off.

Enjoy.

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I stepped out the taxi, my heart pounding, tense with anticipation. Down the street and up 2 flights of stairs, the door was open. All I can think about is him, waiting for me, horny for me. I walk straight into the bedroom, as he had directed me, and strip. I’m standing naked as demanded, he walks in, the Daddy of my dreams, thick moustache, shaved head, eager eyes. He wears a striking single breasted pinstripe suit, a hint of a red silk lining as he walks towards me. I feel as though I’m shaking with nerves, my heart in my throat. The knot of his thick silk tie tight then cascading downwards. A tie pin holding it in place. Everything about his Appearance was in control. His satin blue shirt, contrasting white French cuffs,  gold cufflinks. He was a wealthy man working in the City, and I was going to give myself to him. He came face to face with me, “Hello Boy.”

He lent forward and placed his leather gloved hands on my waist and shoulder, looking at me eagerly, holding me. I could feel my cock begin to drip. He then held my chin and placed his lips on mine, first gently, then passionately. Using his tongue to assert power over me, I was practically quivering. After a few minutes of passionate kissing and pure ecstasy for a young boy like me, he looked me up and down, “let’s get you dressed then, shall we boy?” 

I nodded.  

First opening a draw full of underwear, he pulls out a yellow nylon thong. “I like my boys to be slutty under their attire, just our secret.” He sits on the bed and instructs me to stand between his legs. 

“Leg up one by one boy.” 

I oblige and he slips on the shiny nylon thong, rubbing my dripping cock as he does.

“Feels good boy doesn’t it.” He says

He stands up  and picks up a pair of sheer silk socks in black. Sitting back down on the bed, he taps his knee signalling for me to take a seat. He leans around me and pulls the luxurious silk socks onto my feet. “The best for my boys.” Then caressing my silk clad feet he encourages me to do the same, I feel his cock hard through his suit trouser. Next he pulls a pair of sock garters from his pocket and slides them up my legs, clipping them on. “Good boy.” He mutters, kissing my neck and sliding his hands over my bulge. My cock is dripping with pre cum. He commands me to stand up and takes me towards a large oak wardrobe, revealing a variety of shirts. He pulls out a pink sateen striped shirt with contrast white cuffs, slipping it onto my body. My nipples harden as the silk shirt brushes my chest. I’m getting more and more aroused, and he is to, I can see his cock throbbing through his trousers. He buttons my shirt, and gives my arse a quick squeeze before he chooses my tie. A rich navy tie with white polka dots. He wraps it round my neck and ties a knot, looking into my eyes he pulls the knot tighter, I choke slightly, but I want it, I want him. Holding my tie he pulls me nearer and  tells me to open my mouth, he spits in it, and I swallow, willingly. He pulls out a pinstripe suit, similar to his, and slips it onto my body from behind me. First the trousers, feeling his fingers caress my chest adjusting the suspenders, I let out a small moan. “Good boy.” He says under his breath. Then the jacket, he slips it on. Then, he puffs a luscious silk handkerchief and tucks it neatly into my pocket. I can feel his breath on my face as he does so, my desire for him growing stronger. “Final touch.” He says as he slips a pair of soft leather loafers onto my silk clad feet. Then he stands up, towering over me,

“Good boy, suited for daddy, here for my pleasure.” Grabbing my tie, he pulls me towards him and kisses me passionately, the smell of his sweat, thick musk and cigars drives my cock crazy. We kiss passionately, caressing and stroking one another’s silky suits, feeling the lining, and our pert hard nipples pressing against our shirts. I grope his cock through his tight bulge, and he lets out a deep moan. He turns me around and pushes me onto his bed, covered in silk blood red sheets. He gropes my arse and grunts behind me. Squeezing my cheeks, he toys the seam of my trousers, revealing a zip. Unzipping an aptly placed hole he moves my thong to one side. He wets his finger with spit and caresses my hole.

“Good suited slut.” He grunts.

Plunging his fingers deep into my tight hole.

“Unh, fuck sir. Unhh” I moan. Sliding his fingers in and out of my hole, he unzips his trousers and take out his thick cock, stroking it gently as he works my hole. 

“Good boy, very good boy.” He then slides his thick cock into my hole, pulling me upwards so I’m standing on my knees. He grabs my tie and wraps it round his fist, his other hand wrapped around my neck. He shaft slides in and out of my hole, my moans of pleasure and his grunts of desire getting louder and louder. His wet cock sliding in and out of my hole, going deeper with every fuck. Then pulling my head to one side, passionately kissing my neck as he fucks me. Tweaking my nipples through my crisp white shirt. He pulls his cock out my hole and puts me on my knees, shoving his member down my throat. I can taste pre cum and his spit on his cock, I moan with pleasure like the whore I am. He grabs my tie and tilts my head, making eye contact as I take his cock in my mouth. He pushes his dick deeper down my throat and I gag with pleasure, my eyes watering. Pre cum and spit drips all over my pristine silk tie and suit. I run my hands along  my shirt and tie, feeling the damp spit and cum all over my chest. He starts jamming his cock down my throat faster and faster, until his eyes roll back. He pulls my head back and thick streams of cum shoot from his cock, all over my face, mouth and suit. I’m in fucking heaven. A wet, horny, cum covered, suited slut. He pulls me up and kisses me tasting his cum from my mouth. Groping my crotch he looks me deep in the eyes. “Good boy, good suited slut”.