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...
Showing posts with label preparations. Show all posts
Showing posts with label preparations. Show all posts
Thursday, August 13, 2015
Monday, August 25, 2014
Anticipation
My tension had been mounting for a good couple weeks. Not surprising...but before leaving for our weekend, I had been on orgasm restriction yet again. This time with explicit instructions to bring myself to the edge a total of 100 times during the last week before we were scheduled to leave. I had dutifully completed this assignment, but found myself none too happy out it once I got past about 50.
I was damn near a wreck. It had been a terribly stressful couple weeks at work and I felt horrible, completely worn down, sick to my stomach, and every day battled horrible headaches.
It could have been that I really was fighting some type of illness, but oddly enough, I felt great once all the spankings and sex began.
Most likely, I just needed to recoup and recharge my batteries but I teased Daddy claiming that it must have been all the toxins building up in my body. Seems like a rational explanation, right?
Anyways, Friday arrived and even though we were worried the little one's illness might throw a monkey wrench into the plans, she seemed a little better, so we decided to make a go of it and started packing. I sat on the bed, almost in a stunned silence as I watched Him pack almost our entire arsenal of "stuff" into bag after bag. We were only going for less than 48 hours!
"Holy cow, what have I gotten myself into!?" went through my head more than once.
We finally managed to get everything situated on the home front and set out on our drive to the mountains. It was only about an hour away, but since neither of us felt that great, it was a pretty quiet ride.
As we turned onto the small gravel path, we were greeted by the cutest cabin nestled amongst the trees.
It was like stepping into another world...one where nothing else mattered except the two of us.
After we took a quick tour and unloaded the car, Daddy turned to me and said "Alright, you need to take off all your clothes. In fact, from this point forward, as long as you are inside this cabin, you are to be naked".
And with that, I stood in front of Him, removed all my clothes, and...
I was damn near a wreck. It had been a terribly stressful couple weeks at work and I felt horrible, completely worn down, sick to my stomach, and every day battled horrible headaches.
It could have been that I really was fighting some type of illness, but oddly enough, I felt great once all the spankings and sex began.
Most likely, I just needed to recoup and recharge my batteries but I teased Daddy claiming that it must have been all the toxins building up in my body. Seems like a rational explanation, right?
Anyways, Friday arrived and even though we were worried the little one's illness might throw a monkey wrench into the plans, she seemed a little better, so we decided to make a go of it and started packing. I sat on the bed, almost in a stunned silence as I watched Him pack almost our entire arsenal of "stuff" into bag after bag. We were only going for less than 48 hours!
"Holy cow, what have I gotten myself into!?" went through my head more than once.
We finally managed to get everything situated on the home front and set out on our drive to the mountains. It was only about an hour away, but since neither of us felt that great, it was a pretty quiet ride.
As we turned onto the small gravel path, we were greeted by the cutest cabin nestled amongst the trees.
We couldn't wait to get out and take a look around the place, not even bothering to unload the car just yet. We walked up to the porch and could hear faint music playing. The key was in a lock box by the front door, so we retrieved it and into a perfectly romantic lit living room and music already playing in anticipation of our arrival.
It was like stepping into another world...one where nothing else mattered except the two of us.
After we took a quick tour and unloaded the car, Daddy turned to me and said "Alright, you need to take off all your clothes. In fact, from this point forward, as long as you are inside this cabin, you are to be naked".
And with that, I stood in front of Him, removed all my clothes, and...
Wednesday, October 23, 2013
The Note
After meeting for lunch, He slips a note into her hand with a hotel key inside as she gets into her car. She quickly unfolds this new set of instructions as she watches Him walk away. The queasy feeling in her stomach intensifies as she reads:
YOU NEED TO HURRY TO GET ALL OF THIS DONE. YOU HAVE 15-17 MINUTES. Go to the hotel and go to room 214. It is on the first floor. Let yourself in and you will see the clothes you are supposed to wear (plus your boots). Jump in the shower first and bring yourself close to orgasm, but vocally remind yourself of why you are on orgasm restriction. DO NOT CUM! Take a quick warm shower and make sure that you have cleaned your dripping pussy. Towel off...no lint on your pussy. Make sure you go to the bathroom, since you may not get many breaks, but don't leave a single piece of tissue on your slutty pussy. Put on the shirt and shorts and boots. Place all of the items that you are required to have in your purse on the long table. Once you are done with that, facing the wall, place your left knee in the seat of the sofa and your right leg over the side so you are straddling the arm. Rub your pussy back and forth on the arm of the sofa, while you wait for me to arrive. DON'T YOU DARE CUM! Do not move once you are in position. I will take complete control of your body once I arrive. You have no choice but to do as I say. You will have control over nothing, so you are free to enjoy.
She quickly drives to the hotel reading the note again on the way trying to see if she can gather any clue as to what's in store for her. Opening the door to room 214, she sees all that He has been preparing this morning. Scanning the room quickly, she makes note of the fuck machine, the massage table, and an entire table full of implements. She grins at the sight of her favorite toy, the violet wand!
With no time to waste, she undresses and rushes to the shower. For three days now, she has been required to masturbate multiple times daily, but is forbidden to cum because of her transgression last week...cumming during sex without asking permission. Fondling her already swollen clit in the shower and nearing orgasm, she stops and says out loud as she has all week, "I am not allowed to cum without permission".
After finishing her quick shower, she goes to bathroom and slips into the itty bitty hot pink shorts, cut off wife beater, and black high heeled boots He left neatly on the massage table. Straddling the arm of the couch...waiting...her heart feels like it's going to thump right out of her chest.
She hears the click of the door and her breath catches...
YOU NEED TO HURRY TO GET ALL OF THIS DONE. YOU HAVE 15-17 MINUTES. Go to the hotel and go to room 214. It is on the first floor. Let yourself in and you will see the clothes you are supposed to wear (plus your boots). Jump in the shower first and bring yourself close to orgasm, but vocally remind yourself of why you are on orgasm restriction. DO NOT CUM! Take a quick warm shower and make sure that you have cleaned your dripping pussy. Towel off...no lint on your pussy. Make sure you go to the bathroom, since you may not get many breaks, but don't leave a single piece of tissue on your slutty pussy. Put on the shirt and shorts and boots. Place all of the items that you are required to have in your purse on the long table. Once you are done with that, facing the wall, place your left knee in the seat of the sofa and your right leg over the side so you are straddling the arm. Rub your pussy back and forth on the arm of the sofa, while you wait for me to arrive. DON'T YOU DARE CUM! Do not move once you are in position. I will take complete control of your body once I arrive. You have no choice but to do as I say. You will have control over nothing, so you are free to enjoy.
She quickly drives to the hotel reading the note again on the way trying to see if she can gather any clue as to what's in store for her. Opening the door to room 214, she sees all that He has been preparing this morning. Scanning the room quickly, she makes note of the fuck machine, the massage table, and an entire table full of implements. She grins at the sight of her favorite toy, the violet wand!
With no time to waste, she undresses and rushes to the shower. For three days now, she has been required to masturbate multiple times daily, but is forbidden to cum because of her transgression last week...cumming during sex without asking permission. Fondling her already swollen clit in the shower and nearing orgasm, she stops and says out loud as she has all week, "I am not allowed to cum without permission".
After finishing her quick shower, she goes to bathroom and slips into the itty bitty hot pink shorts, cut off wife beater, and black high heeled boots He left neatly on the massage table. Straddling the arm of the couch...waiting...her heart feels like it's going to thump right out of her chest.
She hears the click of the door and her breath catches...
Saturday, July 27, 2013
Preparations for a Scene
More often than not...there is no time to prepare. Typically, our only time together is a few stolen moments at the end of a long day.
But on the rare occasion that I do have time, I like to make sure that everything about me is pleasing to all of His senses (most importantly...sight, smell, touch).
Starting with a long hot shower, I will see that every part of me is clean and smooth. I wash and condition my hair and then take my time shaving as Master is not fond of any hair on my body...well except on my arms and on my head. A new trick I learned recently is to use coconut oil instead of shaving cream. Strangely enough, it can be found in the health food section at the grocery store and comes in solid form. While in the shower, the warm water and steam will cause it to liquefy. Pouring a little out in my hand, I use it as if it was shaving cream. Not only does it help the razor to glide so gently without leaving any irritation, but it also leaves my skin so silky smooth even after my shower.
It is a well known fact that the scent of vanilla is an aphrodisiac for many men. Studies have proven that this scent is the one that arouses men most! My Master is no exception to this rule so I make sure that my shower is always stocked with plenty of vanilla scented body wash.
There is nothing hotter than having Him walk up to me, put His nose to my neck and drink in my smell like a wild wolf. Oh...the crazy look He gets in His eyes makes my tingly in my stomach.
Anyways, the body wash is perfect because it isn't such an overpowering scent and leaves just the right amount after washing it off. I make sure to lather my entire body, and sometimes if I am really trying to get into the right head space, I will lather again.
Focusing on nothing except that my body is being prepared for His use and pleasure, my time spent showering is my pre-scene "meditation" so to speak.
As I get out of the shower, I dry off and stay completely naked until the scene is to start. The feel of the cool air touching all of my most sensitive spots is just so erotic to me.
I will usually ask Him before I start preparations, how He wishes my to see my hair. Sometimes it is down but typically He requests it to be up and out of the way so He has better access to my neck and shoulders. He loves when I sweep my hair to the side and just do a single braid draping over my shoulder. Sometimes, if I am feeling extra playful, pig tails will be the choice. We aren't into age play, but there is something about pig tails that just makes me feel like a sweet helpless little slave and I love seeing the little crooked grin He gets when I surprise Him in this way.
Next is my makeup, which I work on to perfection. The way I see it, my makeup is going to run off my face if and when I start to cry but that is what He loves to see...mascara running in little streams down my cheeks and painted on my face as the tears dry. Bright red whore's lipstick and big hoop earrings are also a must have for Him.
As I do my hair and makeup, naked in front of the mirror, I soak in what I see. My body...His body...accepting myself with the flaws I see whether they are physical or mental. I no longer linger in the doubt and self-consciousness anymore. This is His body and my only responsibility in this moment is to focus my mind on the anticipation being what He needs me to be and opening myself up to moment our souls connect in the most vulnerable and intimate of ways.
So you see, preparing for a scene is a time for you to perform the physical preparations for your body that will appeal to your Dom's senses I use my body in any way to drive Master wild and induce pleasure whether it be sexually, mentally, or sensory. But more importantly, it is about connecting with your own spirit.
It is when I am in this head space....I find the deepest connection with my Master.
Just a couple of other little hints:
Make sure you are well rested
Don't forget to hydrate with water throughout the day...not just before the scene
I prefer to eat just a little something light about an hour before (trail mix is a personal favorite)
But on the rare occasion that I do have time, I like to make sure that everything about me is pleasing to all of His senses (most importantly...sight, smell, touch).
Starting with a long hot shower, I will see that every part of me is clean and smooth. I wash and condition my hair and then take my time shaving as Master is not fond of any hair on my body...well except on my arms and on my head. A new trick I learned recently is to use coconut oil instead of shaving cream. Strangely enough, it can be found in the health food section at the grocery store and comes in solid form. While in the shower, the warm water and steam will cause it to liquefy. Pouring a little out in my hand, I use it as if it was shaving cream. Not only does it help the razor to glide so gently without leaving any irritation, but it also leaves my skin so silky smooth even after my shower.
It is a well known fact that the scent of vanilla is an aphrodisiac for many men. Studies have proven that this scent is the one that arouses men most! My Master is no exception to this rule so I make sure that my shower is always stocked with plenty of vanilla scented body wash.
There is nothing hotter than having Him walk up to me, put His nose to my neck and drink in my smell like a wild wolf. Oh...the crazy look He gets in His eyes makes my tingly in my stomach.
Anyways, the body wash is perfect because it isn't such an overpowering scent and leaves just the right amount after washing it off. I make sure to lather my entire body, and sometimes if I am really trying to get into the right head space, I will lather again.
Focusing on nothing except that my body is being prepared for His use and pleasure, my time spent showering is my pre-scene "meditation" so to speak.
As I get out of the shower, I dry off and stay completely naked until the scene is to start. The feel of the cool air touching all of my most sensitive spots is just so erotic to me.
I will usually ask Him before I start preparations, how He wishes my to see my hair. Sometimes it is down but typically He requests it to be up and out of the way so He has better access to my neck and shoulders. He loves when I sweep my hair to the side and just do a single braid draping over my shoulder. Sometimes, if I am feeling extra playful, pig tails will be the choice. We aren't into age play, but there is something about pig tails that just makes me feel like a sweet helpless little slave and I love seeing the little crooked grin He gets when I surprise Him in this way.
Next is my makeup, which I work on to perfection. The way I see it, my makeup is going to run off my face if and when I start to cry but that is what He loves to see...mascara running in little streams down my cheeks and painted on my face as the tears dry. Bright red whore's lipstick and big hoop earrings are also a must have for Him.
As I do my hair and makeup, naked in front of the mirror, I soak in what I see. My body...His body...accepting myself with the flaws I see whether they are physical or mental. I no longer linger in the doubt and self-consciousness anymore. This is His body and my only responsibility in this moment is to focus my mind on the anticipation being what He needs me to be and opening myself up to moment our souls connect in the most vulnerable and intimate of ways.
So you see, preparing for a scene is a time for you to perform the physical preparations for your body that will appeal to your Dom's senses I use my body in any way to drive Master wild and induce pleasure whether it be sexually, mentally, or sensory. But more importantly, it is about connecting with your own spirit.
It is when I am in this head space....I find the deepest connection with my Master.
Just a couple of other little hints:
Make sure you are well rested
Don't forget to hydrate with water throughout the day...not just before the scene
I prefer to eat just a little something light about an hour before (trail mix is a personal favorite)
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