It's Saturday. In many ways it's a typical Saturday.
In other ways it definitely isn't.
Master has been in a mood all day. Not a bad mood. A very very dominant mood.
He's not really barking orders but you have noticed a lot of sentences starting with you will, not with would you like to.
You will get up. You will shower. You will fix breakfast.
About 3 o'clock master walks out to his truck and disappears into the bedroom with a bag.
Master returns to the living room and tells you to stand.
Slave in the bedroom I have laid out clothes for you. You will go and put them on. We're going for coffee.
Yes sir you reply as you turn go to the bedroom. As you walk past master he quickly slaps your ass...hard. You jump just a little. Damn that hurts so good.
You get to the bedroom and Master has laid out your clothes, except they are not yours.
You see a pair of black stockings, heels (short but sexy), a black dress that will cover you to just above the knee, a green peasant top, and the sheerest black panties you've ever seen.
You look. Shit, no bra. Ok master.
You get dressed in the outfit Master laid out for you. You look in the mirror, understated but definitely sexy.
You join Master and together you drive into town and to Starbucks.
You go in and find a table. Master hands you note and says to take the note and your purse to the ladies room. You go to the ladies room and you rush into the stall already tearing the note open. It reads:
Slave you are mine to command and you will follow every one of my directions. First you will take your phone out of your purse and put it on vibrate, you will stick it in your panties. Then you will put on the nipple clamps on that I've placed in your purse. You will return to the table. When you are ready to surrender yourself to me you will cross your wrists on the table. Uncrossing your arms will act as your safeword.
You take your phone from your purse and slide it into your panties. Then you look in your purse for the nipple clamps you know were not there this morning. Sneaky master.
You put your hand up your blouse and squeeze the clamp placing it over your nipple. The pain is exquisite as the clamp bites into your flesh. You feel yourself get wet. You repeat the process with the other breast. You take a big deep breath to keep from moaning out loud.
You return to the table and Master has bought your favorite drinks. He sits quietly staring at his iPad intently reading as he absently sips his coffee.
You take a drink of yours and decide you are ready to begin. You cross your wrists in front of you and within 30 seconds, your phone rings, the vibrations feeling wonderful against your clit.
You smile and enjoy the sensation against your clit.
