It had been a hard day, and John decided to drop into a local bar on the way home to relax a bit. He ordered a pint and stood people watching. That’s when he noticed her. Long blonde hair, full pouting lips and a low cut top that left him no doubt that she had a great pair of tits. The barman put his change onto the bar, breaking the moment and allowing him to close his mouth, which he realised had dropped open while he studied this vision of loveliness. John picked up his drink and change and headed for a booth diagonally opposite her, and pretended to read the paper. He could now see that she was wearing black high heels and a very short black skirt. But it was her legs that mesmerised him. They were shapely and encased in navy blue sheer nylon. John hoped that she was wearing tights, he'd always had a thing for tights, and he found himself watching those legs crossing and uncrossing, hoping to see if he was right. Suddenly this sexy lady stood up and walked towards the door. John was devastated, he wanted to stop her from leaving, but what could he say? Before he could think straight she was level with his table when she stumbled and knocked the best part of a pint straight into his lap. "I my goodness" she said "dabbing at his soaked crotch with a napkin "I'm really sorry. I feel awful" "Forget about it" he managed to croak as his cock began to swell under the attention it was getting. "Please, I only live around the corner. I can wash your things and give you a coffee while you wait." she said. John couldn't believe his luck. She was almost pleading with him to go home with her. Maybe he'd get that chance to find out if she was wearing tights after all. She had introduced herself as Tina as they walked to her house, and once they had gone inside she told him to go upstairs to the bathroom and get out of his wet things. She would be up to collect them and bring him a coffee shortly. John found the bathroom and removed his trousers and boxers which were soaked through, and his shirt which had caught a little of the beer. He was naked in a strange woman’s bathroom and not quite sure what was going to happen next. At that moment the door opened and there stood Tina framed in the doorway. She had removed her skirt, blouse and bra and John could see she was wearing navy tights over white panties. "Err" was all he could manage to say as his mouth dried and his cock grew. "I knew by the way you kept looking at my legs in the pub, that you fancied me. Now let’s see how much. If you stay you'll do everything I ask without question, understand?" she said. There was a harder edge to her voice now, and John new that he had come to a crossroad. If he stayed things would never be the same again, but if he left he would always wonder what he'd missed. John looked at her gorgeous face and luscious legs and nodded his agreement. Tina smiled and told him to kneel on the bathroom floor. John knelt quickly and wondered what was about to happen. Slowly she walked towards him, rubbing her pussy through her tights and panties, until she was just inches from his face. "Mmmmm, smell your Mistress's divine cunt my slave. From now on you will call me Mistress Tina, or Goddess. You are mine to do with as I wish." she murmured before pulling his face hard into the soaking wet crotch of her tights. The smell was divine and although he could barely breathe John was in heaven Moaning, Tina ground her wet cunt on John's face releasing more of her succulent pussy juices into her panties and tights. Just when he thought he might pass out, Tina let his head loose from her grip and stepped back. "I had better get your clothes into the wash. But don't worry, that will give us plenty of time to have some fun" she said "but let me give you something to enjoy while I'm gone." With that, she reached behind her and in her hand she held a pair of black panties, the crotch of which was thick with pungent stains. Leaning close to his face, Tina whispered "These have been worn every day, for a week, and I've been fucked good and hard by my hubby nearly every night while I wore them. That crotch is thick with our cum and I expect you to suck it clean while I am gone" chuckling Tina pushed the panties deep into his mouth, before gathering his clothes and leaving the room. The taste was indescribable, and John sucked hungrily rubbing is tongue across the filthy material, swallowing as much as he could. Soon Tina returned, but her panties had gone and now she only wore her drenched navy tights. In her hand she carried a bag, from which she removed a length of strong cord. "Put your hands behind your back slave" she demanded and proceeded to tied his hands together tightly. "Now lay on your back" she smirked. It was uncomfortable, but there was no way John would be able to move his arms, and he guessed that was the idea. Slowly Tina removed the panties from between his lips. They were almost clean. "Let’s see how much you can take little man" she whispered as she straddled his face and placed her wet crotch on his face. Slowly she started to rub his cock then she pulled the foreskin back as far as it would go. She felt him flinch with discomfort as she dragged a nail across the head of his cock and she smiled again. From her bag she retrieved a black nylon stocking which she pulled over her hand. Slowly she used her nylon covered hand on his cock head. It oozed pre cum which she licked from the nylon with relish. Firmly she started to rub the rough nylon over the sensitive head of his cock, ignoring the muffled cries cumming from between her legs. Each time pre cum tried to lubricate the head, it was removed and swallowed, before his cock was once again tortured with the rough nylon. Finally Tina lowered her mouth over his cock, and he sighed waiting for the long awaited blowjob. But instead of the sensual sucking her expected, instead he received the sharp painful sensation of her teeth scraping along the length of his shaft and biting the head. She could feel him stiffen as she continued to use her teeth on the head, and new that soon he would cum. Quickly she pulled her stocking from her hand an pulled it over his cock, just in time to catch the flood of cum in its nylon prison. Again and again his cock pumped streams of hot spunk into the stocking, until with a groan John lay spent under her. "Mmm. That was lovely slave, but I think you can do more" she said in a silky voice, and started to rub his now sore cock back to life. The discomfort was unbelievable, but John couldn't move under her and her hand was relentless. "Cum slave, cum again for your Mistress. Oh god I need to piss" she cried. John felt her other hand reach down and grab his jaw, pulling it open. Suddenly his mouth was full of hot salty piss, her ass covered his nose and the only way to breath was to empty his mouth as quickly as possible. John gulped and gulp as she emptied her bladder down his throat and carried on pumping his cock. He nearly passed out as he shot another load into the sticky stocking. Tina finally stood up from his face and removed her soaked tights. John was to drained to resist as she took the spunk drenched stocking from his cock and turned it inside out before dropping the dripping nylon into his mouth. Tina laughed as she pulled her piss soaked tights over John head and tied the legs around his head to keep the stocking in his mouth. "Enjoy your meal" she chuckled as she washed and left the room. Sometime later, Tina returned and removed his bonds. Gently she rubbed life back into his aching arms, and told him to clean himself up. His clothes where in a neat pile by the door, and she blew him a kiss as she once again left the room. John washed and dressed and thought about the afternoon he'd just spent. He was surprised at just how much he'd enjoyed being used by Tina, and he knew that no matter what, he wanted more. Tina was waiting for him at the front door. She smiled and said "I hope I haven't broken anything" "no" he replied "I'll live. I think". She laughed and kissed him deeply, their tongues dancing in each others mouths. Then John was outside in the early evening sunshine walking towards home, wondering if he'd ever see Tina again. His thoughts were interrupted by a message on his mobile. As he read it his heart started to race, it said "Your Goddess will see you tomorrow at the same place and he same time. Don't be late, you have more tasks to pleasure me with yet tongue slave". To be continued ...