My Lord parks the car, and I wait as he collects my bag, gets out and walk around the car to open the door on my side. He waits for me to carefully step outside before he gently grabs my leash and right arm and guides me towards the cottage door. It turns out we parked just outside, so I barely register the cold before we're inside the cottage.
Mr. and Mrs. X are both there, greeting My Lord, exchanging pleasantries, and talking about the weather as we always do around here. Then their attention turns to me.
"Here it is," my Lord says. "I hope you make good use of it."
I can feel my leash changing hands.
"I'm sure we will," says Mrs. X. She seems to be the chatty one of the two. I'm not saying anything, and it strikes me how my own bubbly personality disappears in these settings. Well, I've always dreamed about being mysterious.
Without talking to me, and just barely squeezing my hand before he lets go of it, my Lord says goodbye to them, and walks out the door. I can hear him starting up the engine and driving away, and then, he's gone.
To relax myself, I try to slow down my breathing. I've rarely felt this alone before, but it comforts me to know that my only job is to follow orders, and that my success will be measured in compliance, not in small talk with strangers.
"Come." Mrs. X.'s words are kind but firm, as she grabs my arm. We start walking, slowly so I don't bump into anything.
"On this floor, we have the kitchen, living room, our bedroom and the exit to the terrace and hot tub." I love outdoor hot tubs. I fucked my ex-husband in a hot tub on a cruise ship once, come to think of it. My thoughts wandering again is a sign of my nervousness, and I need to get myself together and concentrate on not falling and making a fool of myself within the first five minutes, so I try to steer my focus back on the information she's giving me as we walk.
Past the kitchen we take a left.
"Stairs," she says, before we make our slow descent to the basement. We make another left, before we stop.
"Here's the bedroom."
"Thank you, Mrs. X."
"I believe the rules are made clear to you already," she says. "Remember: You are not allowed to leave the basement unless told so, but you can move around freely inside. When I leave, you can take off your blindfold, but you're not allowed to turn on any lights or opening the blinds. Understood?"
"Yes, Mrs. X."
"Good. Always keep your phone on, so we can message you. Before we're collecting you, you always put the blindfold back on. Ok?"
"Understood, Mrs. X."
"Good."
She walks away, and I'm all alone.
***
I wait for a full minute to make sure she's left me before I remove the blindfold. I'm standing in a hallway, and the only light comes from ceiling lights with dimmers that are turned down. Just in front of me there's an open bedroom door, so I grab my bag which is now lying on the floor by my feet, and step inside.
The bedroom is dim lit too, and the blinds are down. I can barely navigate. It's just enough light for me to see the bed, a nightstand, and an open closet. It's quite small, but cozy, with extra pillows and blankets. The bed is made from solid wood, but there's also brass details on both ends, with short sprinklers that are perfect for handcuffs if you know what you're looking for.
I put my bag on the bed and open it. My Lord has always been a no-nonsense kind of person, and his less is more attitude is reflected in the items he's packed. There's underwear, another skimpy dress - which is see-through, high heels, my phone charger, and essential toiletries. That's it.
I put my garments in the closet before I grab my toiletries to go look for the bathroom. First, I find the ski room, and quickly close the door. In the other direction, I find the gym. The room is quite big, with glass walls. Looking a little bit closer, the gym equipment can easily substitute the things you'll find in a dungeon. It's so subtle, and delightfully sneaky, that I don't believe a non-slave guest would have noticed.
Right next to the gym is the bathroom and sauna. All the rooms are as dimly as my bedroom, and all the windows are covered with blinds. I put down my toiletries on the bathroom sink and am happy to see that there are a bunch of towels, shampoo, and soap in the shower, and even body lotion for me to use.
I have no idea how much time I'm allowed before I'm summoned, but I'm trained to always be ready, so I undress, take off my leash and put my clothes and leash on a small chair by the bathroom door. My Lord is the only person who can remove my collar, so it will stay on the entire time.
I take a quick shower, and slather on a handful of the luxuriously smelling body lotion before I walk naked back to my room to put on fresh stockings and underwear, while thinking that this is something I can get used to.
***
I lie on my bed listening to music when my phone beeps: "Get ready. Shoes."
Since I'm almost good to go I text back: "Thank you. I'm ready."
I put on my heels and my blindfold, and sit on the edge of the bed, waiting to be collected, when I hear footsteps approaching.
"Get up." Mrs. X still sounds kind but she's not asking.
