Continued from And She Thought She Had the Weekend Free: This slave's account of being loaned for the weekend...
As requested, she sent one last message letting her Master know she had arrived safely. Saying goodbye to Him in the parking lot of her office earlier that afternoon nearly tore her heart out. She confided to Him that she felt like a kid being sent away to camp, not how she thought the weekend was going to go by a long shot.
The two hour ride felt like forever, yet somehow seemed not quite long enough. No one else had ever dominated her and the fear of that great unknown played out in her head over and over.
Her instructions to start were simple.
Wear something easily removed
Heels but no bra or panties
Kneel with eyes downcast and wait for Mistress's foot to be presented. Kiss it and await further instruction.
She sat inside her car, just outside the condo trying to still her mind. She had already changed into a black strapless sundress before leaving work, but used those last moments in the car to slip into her heels and out of her panties.
As she walked towards the door, the sound of her heels pounded across the wood decking almost as loudly as the sound of her heartbeat thumping in her ears. And once she stood in front of the door and knocked, she wasn't sure if she should be kneeling when the door was opened or wait to be brought inside.
She erred on the side of caution but when the door swung open she realized quickly she had been mistaken and was already embarrassed. She quickly stood up and the gentleman that had opened the door told her she could resume her position in the living room area. The Mistress's voice could be heard coming from the outside patio when she was informed of the slave's presence but the slave continued to kneel and wait.
Seconds clicked by, an eternity, before she heard the stern instruction, "Slut, you come out here to me". Not knowing whether to stand or crawl, she chose to crawl and was happy that this seemed pleasing. She also couldn't help but notice how beautiful the Mistress looked with nothing but a sarong covering her from the waist down.
Before coming any closer, she was ordered to stand and remove her dress. As she stood completely bared, except for the heels on her feet, she turned, presenting her entire body to the Mistress and her guest. She knew she should feel embarrassed, but their obvious pleasure as she bent over to display all of her assets, actually put her at ease.
The slave then resumed crawling and once she reached the Mistress's chair, she kissed the foot presented. This act alone is a simple reminder of how far she has come. There was a time when the thought of touching someone's feet would have probably been some type of limit for her, much less kissing them.
Now that the proper greeting had taken place, the two women stood and hugged as friends typically do and the slave was sent to bring in her bags and get settled in...