The steam built up in the bathroom, steaming over the mirror and sending little rivulets of water trickling down.
She stood watching the water running down the mirror and could feel the heat filling her too, her mind was running at a mile a minute a delicious blend of fear and excitement...
She pulled herself back from her erotic reverie and dipped her toe into the hot bath. She slipped in and luxuriated in the hot water caressing her body, but not for long, the clock was ticking.
She lathered up her hand and slipped it between her legs, she could feel her heat above the temperature of the water as she smoothed the lather over her sex. She began the slow slow process of shaving,
Being already aroused by the anticipation, smoothing shaving lotion on her pussy, slowly, deliberately slowly removing the hair. Feeling the smooth mound between her legs grow warmer and warmer with each touch. She wanted to make it last, taking great care to present it perfectly for Him. She could fell the wetness, not of the bath water but of her arousal beginning to build.
She carefully sponged down her body avoiding her nipples, as they stood out hard, erect desperate for His touch.
Stepping out of the bath she wrapped herself in a warm soft towel and glanced at the clock...
Oh... she must have slipped away in her arousal she had only one hour to complete her preparation.
Saturday 16 October 2010
Thursday 7 October 2010
The Anticipation......Pt 2
She walked into the study, pushed her glasses up her nose and sat down in front of her computer.
Distractions, distractions, she was thinking, What can I do to keep my mind out of the gutter..
She popped open her email... nothing.
Checked her instant messenger, 'None of your friends are online' read the little message at the top..
She flipped open her games and started to play, dull mind numbing games.. That will calm my arousal, she thought. She began the mindless click, click, clicking as the little jewel coloured balls bounced across her screen. She was doing quite well and ten minutes into the game getting close to beating her high score and her arousal had ebbed away leaving a cooling damp spot on her panties...
'PING'
She jumped, at the sudden sound invading her quiet concentration. It was Him.
Hello Slut...
Hi Sir, How was your day? she replied..
Good, although I intend tomorrow to be better...
Tomorrow he was visiting, she hesitated unsure as to how to respond.
Slut...? He typed,
She quickly typed a response..
Yes Sir, i am looking forward to it..
Good, because I am leaving now, be ready in 2 hours..
'PING'
And He was gone.
She re-read His words.
He is coming NOW.
Its 5 she thought, that gives me until 7. Then the mixture of arousal and fear was joined with an erotic panic.
She switched off her computer and dashed to start running the bath...
Distractions, distractions, she was thinking, What can I do to keep my mind out of the gutter..
She popped open her email... nothing.
Checked her instant messenger, 'None of your friends are online' read the little message at the top..
She flipped open her games and started to play, dull mind numbing games.. That will calm my arousal, she thought. She began the mindless click, click, clicking as the little jewel coloured balls bounced across her screen. She was doing quite well and ten minutes into the game getting close to beating her high score and her arousal had ebbed away leaving a cooling damp spot on her panties...
'PING'
She jumped, at the sudden sound invading her quiet concentration. It was Him.
Hello Slut...
Hi Sir, How was your day? she replied..
Good, although I intend tomorrow to be better...
Tomorrow he was visiting, she hesitated unsure as to how to respond.
Slut...? He typed,
She quickly typed a response..
Yes Sir, i am looking forward to it..
Good, because I am leaving now, be ready in 2 hours..
'PING'
And He was gone.
She re-read His words.
He is coming NOW.
Its 5 she thought, that gives me until 7. Then the mixture of arousal and fear was joined with an erotic panic.
She switched off her computer and dashed to start running the bath...
The Anticipation......Pt1
He was coming. He was coming to visit her. Her heart and pussy fluttered in unison at the very thought of His arrival.
She had been given her strict instructions. The necessary preperations she was to undertake in preparing for His arrival.
The items she had been told to have she carefully laid out on her bed. The black silk scarf that had such an exotic touch when run across her skin it was all she could do not to throw herself down and make herself cum while running it around her body. The slutty fishnet stockings that she had a love/hate relationship with. Her mother had always told her women who wear those are whores, sluts, bad women who had no taste or class. The thin lace suspender belt which she knew would be a nightmare to assemble. She could not remember the last time she had worn one.
Then the other clothes the short black skirt that would reveal her stocking tops standing up never mind if she had to sit or He asked her to bend over.. She shivered.. The white blouse with buttons running down the front, two buttons he had told her, so she had removed all but the two buttons that would secure it around her bust.
No underwear, no bra or panties.. sluts did not wear underwear He said.
She carefully returned her items to the wardrobe, hiding them in a dark bag at the bottom. She lived alone, knew no one would see them but their very presence aroused her intensely with a nuance of delectable fear.
She took a deep breath and tried to calm her mind and body, she was not allowed to cum. That was His choice to make when He thought she had earned the right. The moisture forming between her legs began to leak out onto her panties..
She swiftly left the room, shaking her head of the erotic images and anticipation..
She had been given her strict instructions. The necessary preperations she was to undertake in preparing for His arrival.
The items she had been told to have she carefully laid out on her bed. The black silk scarf that had such an exotic touch when run across her skin it was all she could do not to throw herself down and make herself cum while running it around her body. The slutty fishnet stockings that she had a love/hate relationship with. Her mother had always told her women who wear those are whores, sluts, bad women who had no taste or class. The thin lace suspender belt which she knew would be a nightmare to assemble. She could not remember the last time she had worn one.
Then the other clothes the short black skirt that would reveal her stocking tops standing up never mind if she had to sit or He asked her to bend over.. She shivered.. The white blouse with buttons running down the front, two buttons he had told her, so she had removed all but the two buttons that would secure it around her bust.
No underwear, no bra or panties.. sluts did not wear underwear He said.
She carefully returned her items to the wardrobe, hiding them in a dark bag at the bottom. She lived alone, knew no one would see them but their very presence aroused her intensely with a nuance of delectable fear.
She took a deep breath and tried to calm her mind and body, she was not allowed to cum. That was His choice to make when He thought she had earned the right. The moisture forming between her legs began to leak out onto her panties..
She swiftly left the room, shaking her head of the erotic images and anticipation..
Wednesday 6 October 2010
Smooth Lines and Rough Rope.... Pt 2
The light caught on the metal sparkling in a beautiful but mildly threatening way. She took a deep breath before replying...
'Yes Sir, I am ready',
As soon as the words left her mouth she began to doubt it but it was too late, as she watched Him raise his hands. He leant forward towards her bringing his mouth to her nipple but locking her eyes with His and softly sucking her nipple. The pleasure rippled throughout her body, the intense sensations she felt were incredible.
'Feels good doesn't it slut'
He asked. Before she could reply He snapped on the first clamp, swiftly following with the second she yelped,
'I said, it feels good doesn't it slut?'
He said, louder, sterner this time. Quickly she gathered her thoughts to reply..
'Y.. yes Sir, Thank you'.
'Good Girl, now lie down on the bed and slip that blindfold on and be swift about it'.
She quickly bent down and reached to pick the blind fold up off the bed, turning as she did to sit. The shock of the clamps bouncing ran through her nipples like a sudden spark of energy. The pain shocked her but she did not dare hesitate so quickly slipped on the blindfold and laid down onto the soft smooth satin bedspread as gently as she could.
She could hear him smirking as He saw her expression changing and the gentle cautious way she laid herself down. She will learn, he thought to himself, I am going to have a lot of fun with her, so eager, keen but new. Lots of fun...
'Yes Sir, I am ready',
As soon as the words left her mouth she began to doubt it but it was too late, as she watched Him raise his hands. He leant forward towards her bringing his mouth to her nipple but locking her eyes with His and softly sucking her nipple. The pleasure rippled throughout her body, the intense sensations she felt were incredible.
'Feels good doesn't it slut'
He asked. Before she could reply He snapped on the first clamp, swiftly following with the second she yelped,
'I said, it feels good doesn't it slut?'
He said, louder, sterner this time. Quickly she gathered her thoughts to reply..
'Y.. yes Sir, Thank you'.
'Good Girl, now lie down on the bed and slip that blindfold on and be swift about it'.
She quickly bent down and reached to pick the blind fold up off the bed, turning as she did to sit. The shock of the clamps bouncing ran through her nipples like a sudden spark of energy. The pain shocked her but she did not dare hesitate so quickly slipped on the blindfold and laid down onto the soft smooth satin bedspread as gently as she could.
She could hear him smirking as He saw her expression changing and the gentle cautious way she laid herself down. She will learn, he thought to himself, I am going to have a lot of fun with her, so eager, keen but new. Lots of fun...
Smooth lines and rough rope..Pt1
The pressure of the rope took her breath away.. the texture of it as it ran like a snake around her chest.. coiling around her ribcage and sliding around her neck. The snakes threat was there but the sensuality of it took her breath away and she felt her body begin to relax just as the snake tightened around her left breast.
She took a sharp breath as it tightened and pulled against her skin forcing her breast up and away from her body as if suspended in space, her nipple bounced erect and the second swirl of the rough rope brushed across it slightly.
She could see the sweat beginning to bead around His hairline, His intense concentration forcing her into silence as He continued His work. She glanced down and saw His dexterous hands working hard on the rope, sliding it through His hands and working it into place against her soft pale skin. She could smell the scent of her arousal beginning to grow, she flushed red hot hoping he could not sense it too but knowing deep down he would.
He would know the rope was making her aroused.
He would know that the deep scent slowly entering into the room would be hers.
A sign that His rope work was having the desired effect.
She had become so distracted by her scent and her growing arousal the sudden tug of the ropes as He tied the knot shook her back to reality. She glanced down and saw her breasts protruding turning a shade of red and her rock hard nipples topping them. She heard a giggle and she turned to see Him stood watching her a broad grin crossing His face and as her eyes met His he raised His hands... showing her two big clamps..
'Ready for the next step my slut?'
She took a sharp breath as it tightened and pulled against her skin forcing her breast up and away from her body as if suspended in space, her nipple bounced erect and the second swirl of the rough rope brushed across it slightly.
She could see the sweat beginning to bead around His hairline, His intense concentration forcing her into silence as He continued His work. She glanced down and saw His dexterous hands working hard on the rope, sliding it through His hands and working it into place against her soft pale skin. She could smell the scent of her arousal beginning to grow, she flushed red hot hoping he could not sense it too but knowing deep down he would.
He would know the rope was making her aroused.
He would know that the deep scent slowly entering into the room would be hers.
A sign that His rope work was having the desired effect.
She had become so distracted by her scent and her growing arousal the sudden tug of the ropes as He tied the knot shook her back to reality. She glanced down and saw her breasts protruding turning a shade of red and her rock hard nipples topping them. She heard a giggle and she turned to see Him stood watching her a broad grin crossing His face and as her eyes met His he raised His hands... showing her two big clamps..
'Ready for the next step my slut?'
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