Strolling through the empty house, lights all turned off the sunlight streaming in the windows like a nymph playing Nimira is restless. A longing thrums in her veins as she struggles for something to occupy her time while Master is away. Dishes are cleaned, the house as He likes it.
She aches but for what she cannot place a finger upon it. Sighing softly she boots up her computer, her friend when He is not available, and logs onto her favorite reading site. A smile plays upon her lips as she scrolls through the newest erotica posted. A little reading and perhaps she can at least fall into a slumber with dreams of what may happen in the near future when Master returns.
Nimira begins reading but mostly glancing through the stories of the usual BDSM and D/s. Quite a few of them bring fond memories to her mind of nights and days with her Master. Further down the page she moves till she spies a story of possible interest to her. It is in the category of BDSM. "Mmmmmmmmmm," she moans as she is already squirming in the chair with the memories brought forth from other readings. "Now this looks interesting," she says whispering to the moonlight and no one else.
Clicking the mouse to open the story she settles in to her chair Indian style and begins reading.
It is a story of a submissive alone just as she is. It is a rainy day and she is expecting no one to come to her this day so she decided to "play." There is no rain for Nimira but the story sparks deep within her being. She had never dreamed of doing what this one does but is game for something new. With her heart beating faster she logs off and goes to prepare for the evening she hopes will bring her to that special place only a submissive can go.
Nimira clears her large walk in closet of any floor items, then hangs a dark sheet all around the shelving to block out the clothing that sways and may distract her thoughts. Pawing through the chest that sits at the foot of the bed holding all her bondage gear and other toys she grasps onto the keyring (it's duplicate hiding in Master's night stand drawer). The locks are all keyed the same so she chooses the ones that belong to the one key she now holds in her hand tied to a long strong string. With a shiver she places the key and most of the string into a small but not too small container of ice cubes and water before placing it into the freezer to seal her fate later this evening.
Stepping lightly as if walking on air she moves to her bedroom and gathers the items she will need for this new endeavor. Removing her self created chastity belt of purple marbled leather, inflatable/vibrating dildo, medium cock shaped butt plug, K-Y, the locks she had pulled out earlier, and her various restraints, blindfold. She places these all on the floor in the now darkened closet. Needing to bide more time for the key to properly freeze she moves to the bath to shower and make her body smooth as silk.
Nimira steps into the shower stall letting the warm water cascade down her skin sighing softly as the heat relaxes her muscles letting her think of only what she is about to do. Pouring a dollop of vanilla scented bath soap onto the pouf she lathers her skin until only the barest hint of her tanned flesh can be seen between the mounds of soap. Her fingers caress her nipples tugging and pinching them slightly. Her hand trails down to her sex slipping around her clit and lips she shudders with even those light touches. "My god I can not be this excited and lose control already" she says breathily. She rinses herself off after shaving her legs and pussy until there is not a hair to be felt or seen.
Nimira steps out and dries herself off with His towel inhaling His scent that lingers even now. A smile plays across her soft wet lips as her pussy contracts and pulses with the scent of Him.
