Β© JeanPaul 2002. Remember β adhere to 'safe, sane and consensual' practices. Play safe!
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chrissie was only half awake as she waited for her 'Hotmail' inbox to open. she took a sip from her first coffee of the day, and then jolted wide-awake as she saw the email from her Mistress, Candice. her fingers trembled and her breath caught in her throat as she immediately double-clicked to open it. It had been a week since she had received an email from either Master Mikolas or her Mistress, and 8 weeks since she and stephen decided to submit to Them. The 8 weeks had been intense, not only with the rigorous lifestyle training but also with the 'adventures' that Candice and Mikolas dreamed up. The email opened, and chrissie felt the heat shoot through her as she read the first line.
"An adventure, just for chrissie," read the opening line. "At 11:45 a.m. today, you will present yourself at the Tower Commerce Building, just around the corner from your office. Take the elevator to suite 2801, and tell the receptionist that you have an appointment with the Chairman. When she asks your name, just say chrissie."
chrissie felt her nipples hardening and her pussy lubricating as she read her Mistress' words. she wondered what would happen to her, the thought of not obeying never crossing her mind.
"Wear your yellow sun dress and the white bra and panty set We brought you from Paris. Before you leave your office to go to the Tower Commerce Building, remove the bra."
"you will be back at work by 1:30... Mistress Candice"
chrissie ran upstairs to tell stephen, who was still in the shower. This would be the first time that either of them had an adventure without the other, and chrissie wondered what was going to happen...
The morning seemed to crawl by, and chrissie was sure that everyone knew she was on her way to an adventure at lunchtime. her nipples ached and her clit felt like it was being pinched. Concentrating on her job was out of the question. she kept checking her Hotmail account to see if there were any further instructions from Candice or Mikolas, but there were none.
At 11:30, chrissie went to the ladies room and entered a stall. she slipped the sundress from her shoulders and pulled it down to her waist so that she could remove her bra. chrissie had always been self conscious about her smallish breasts, but her nipples were another matter. They were extremely sensitive, and erected easily. she cupped her breasts and gently squeezed the hard nipples, teasing herself as she had wanted to do all morning. The sensations went straight to her clit, and chrissie moaned with her need. she reluctantly released her nipples and readjusted her dress. As an afterthought, she lifted her dress and saw that her panties were soaked. she blushed as she realized that the white material clearly showed the condition of her pussy. chrissie lowered her panties and wiped herself, trying to remove some of the moisture. The efforts, however, only served to arouse her even more as she could clearly smell her sex-scent in the confines of the cubicle. she hastily pulled her panties up and smoothed the dress over her hips. Putting the bra in her purse, she left the stall and paused briefly in front of the mirror to check her makeup. chrissie was shocked to see how her erect, plum-colored nipples showed through the pale yellow of the sundress. she hurried from the ladies room and straight to the elevator, hoping she wouldn't see any of her coworkers on the way down to street level.
The Tower Commerce Building was only a short walk, but chrissie felt that everyone on the street knew her secret, that they were staring at her prominent nipples. she entered the building and saw the elevators at the center of the foyer. Punching the button for the 28th floor, she wondered what Candice and Mikolas were doing here, and what they had arranged this time.
Suite 2801 was at the end of the hall. A very elaborate set of double glass doors bore the name of the firm β Wiltshire Investments. chrissie hesitated slightly before she entered β it was exactly 11:45.
The reception area was stunning. Classic furniture filled the space, tastefully set off by large plants of all descriptions. An antique reception desk provided a focal point, behind which sat a beautiful young girl, about 19 years old by chrissie's quick reckoning. chrissie crossed the foyer and stood in front of the receptionist, who smiled and asked if she could help. "i'm here for an appointment with the chairman. My name is chrissie," she said. chrissie was certain that the girl could detect the nervousness in her voice.
The receptionist smiled, and chrissie wondered if she really knew why she was here. The thought sent shivers through her.
"Yes, you are expected. But I have been asked to give you these instructions first, and have you take a seat in that wing-backed chair over there." The receptionist handed chrissie an envelope, and pointed her to a chair to the left of the reception desk.
chrissie was surprised, and a little nonplussed. As she took her seat, she realized that the receptionist had used the word 'instructions'. she wondered if that was intentional β could the receptionist really know why she was there?
chrissie opened the envelope and felt a deep blush run through her body as she read the handwritten note from Mikolas.
"chrissie β you have done very well at your lessons in subservience, and Mistress and I feel it is time to test you. As Our submissive, you are required to obey any reasonable request We make of you. Since We are the sole judges of what is reasonable, your choice is to obey or leave."
chrissie wondered whether Master and Mistress truly understood the depth of Their hold over her, how They seemed to be able to reach deep inside her most innermost, secret person to release the desires locked away there. Somehow, she knew that They did know, and They knew that she would not leave.
"We have decided to loan you out for your adventure today. We have discussed this with you before, so other than the timing, you should not be surprised. you will obey every command given to you today as if it was directly from Mistress or Me, until 1:10 p.m., when you will be released."
Oh gawd, thought chrissie β They aren't here! Who am i being given to? The thought of being Dommed by a complete stranger thrilled her, even though it would have repulsed her just a few months ago. she wondered again how Master and Mistress knew so much about her hidden fantasies.
she continued reading the note, and was mortified by what she read next.