Dear Mary Grace
Forgive me for not writing for so long. It's been a busy few months.
As I write Suzi is bound in her white fur collar and cuff set, gagged and strapped to her little chair across the room from me.
Big news! I'm retired. Yes. Out of the blue an offer came for the business and the buildings, so I'm no longer of the 'working class' as Mother used to say. I'll no longer be an embarrassment to her. May she rest in peace.
You remember Gail? The tall black haired one I brought to your birthday a few years ago as a 'treat to share'. She ate both of us, then blew your little Teddy (or I should say your BIG Teddy), then you buggered her with your new strap on. Anyway, she invited Suzi and I to their place in the mountains for a long week end. Her husband Edward flew us in his jet. Well, the idea was I'd help her break the news to him about Gail's need.
The first morning I woke Suzi early, dressed her in leather cuffs and collar and that cute butt plug with the furry tail you gave her for Christmas and sent her to make coffee.
You should have seen the look of delight on Edward's face when he came into the kitchen!
When Gail came down I snapped my fingers and pointed to the floor. She got right down on her knees in the middle of the room. To say Edward (never Eddie) was excited when I told him what Gail needed would be a monumental understatement.
We spent the rest of the weekend with Gail and Suzi bound, coaching Edward how to look after Gail.
A few weeks ago at 'La Rivera' when I was looking at the winter shoes who should come in but Sharon Binford. That's right Sharon Share Alike, as we called her when we passed her around to all the girls who wanted her that last year. Remember when Didi and Angela almost came to blows over who's turn it was to have her that night?
She's been married and successfully divorced a couple of times. Big payout because ex didn't want his reputation tarnished. She said the last one caught her in bed with the gardener and the maid, at the same time.
Now she has a girl of her own. We went to "Top of 49" for dinner, and she told me she was having a hard time breaking the girl. In jest I said for a price I'd break her. Well, Sharon thought I was serious, and made me a very generous offer.
Well, as you know, my Suzi is so well trained, but still I do enjoy training new ones so I told Sharon not to say anything to the girl and I'd be around for her in the morning.
Next morning I dressed Suzi in skin tight black leather jeans and a cuddly angora sweater, low heel ankle boots and her racoon jacket. She drove.
At Sharon's her girl didn't even know to take our coats! We went into the parlour and I sat on the love seat, but when Sharon sat on the couch the little bitch plunked down beside her without permission. "Oh" I thought, "This one will be fun."
Of course my pet stood until I patted my knee, then got down on the floor and leaned against my leg so I could stroke her hair.
Sharon's girl is a cute little thing. Short straight blond hair, sweet little mouth and a trim figure.
"Ellen, this nice lady is going to take you for training."
"No! I want to stay here with you Sharon."
I went over and stroked her pretty cheek, then gave her a hard open palm smack on her face. "Shut up Bitch and listen. From now on you will be Kitty. You will learn manners and to obey. You are a bad Kitty. Now, stand up."
She hesitated, then did.
I sent Suzi to the car for the coat and bag of goodies we'd brought.
