The sun was shining brightly through the window, flooding the newly decorated bedroom as Ella was still in dreamland. Usually Ella was up early every morning, but had decided to have a lie-in, as today was her birthday. She felt she deserved it today with all the hard work she’d done to get her bedroom exactly how she wanted it and she knew her Master would be pleased with her.
The clock radio had been set to go off at 10am and suddenly the room was surrounded by the soothing sounds of classical music, (Usually she listened to sloppy love songs or loud heavy rock.) as Ella began to slowly waken, yawning and stretching sleepily, her eyes still closed, she began to think of her Master as she always did upon waking. He was the most important person in her life and she constantly thought about him when awake and often dreamt about Him whilst sleeping.
As she was slowly awakening and thinking about her Master, her body began to tingle, it was a lovely feeling, she felt her pussy tighten and clench, she brought her hand up to her naked breasts and began to stroke her nipples, they were already stiff and erect, and as she gently circled her nipples she felt the pull and tightening in her pussy again.
Her fingers automatically went down to her pussy, she felt the hotness and wetness already there and couldn’t stop herself from touching her clit, gently circling and stroking at first and then applying more pressure as the tingles coursed through her body, she parted her legs wider and ran her finger up and down her wetness, thinking about her Master sat at the end of the bed watching her like he adored to do.
Ella was near to orgasm when suddenly her eyes flew open and she woke up with a start, she realised what she had been doing, she was horrified, mortified, angry and ashamed, because she knew she always needed her Masters permission to play. She was confused with herself because she hadn’t realised what she had been doing, perhaps she’d slept too long, but she knew that wouldn’t be a good enough excuse for her Master.
“Damn and blast,” she thought to herself, “Now I’ll be for it.”
Why, oh why couldn’t she learn. Her Master had been patient long enough with her on this matter and she still let Him down, and herself. She knew she’d have to confess to Him immediately.
Ella jumped up quickly, grabbing her black silk robe as she ran downstairs. Her Master insisted knowing straight away if ever Ella had regressed or not followed His orders.
The guilt and disappointment were etched on her face as she decided whether to telephone and confess or send Him an e-mail. She looked at her watch, 10.30am it said, so that decided it for her, she knew her Master wouldn’t be too happy been called at work, so she flicked the computer on and waited for it to fire up.
It whirred louder than usual as she sat waiting, or was it just that she was so tense?
Once logged on to her e-mails, she deleted all the usual junk, and then noticed an e-mail from Master.
“Whoo hoo.” She smiled to herself, she loved the way her Master often left her little love notes to read throughout the day.
“Awwwww.” She cried as she read it, Ella had momentarily forgotten what day it was and was delighted that her Master had remembered. In the mail He said to have a lovely, relaxing, pampering day and to be ready at 5pm for the knock on the door, as that’s what time He would be arriving.
Ella’s emotions were all over the place now, she was angry at herself for playing without permission this morning, because she’d been so good lately, and this had now put a dampener on her birthday, she knew Master would be disappointed in her.
Clicking on to the compose button, a few stray tears trickled down her face, sniffing and wiping them away with the back of her hand, she began to type.
“Please forgive me Master, I woke up this morning thinking about you, I must have been dreaming and I errrr started to play,” She added a sad face “ I woke up properly just before orgasm and I am truly sorry if I’ve let you down.” She signed it “Love from Your truly sorry slave, Ella xxxx.” P.s. “ Thank You Master for the wonderful Birthday greeting.” Ella logged off.
She padded down the stairs to the kitchen, her throat parched and dry, and ready for a strong cup of black coffee. Glancing at the kitchen clock, she was surprised to see it was already 11.15am.
“Gawd.” she thought, half the days gone already. As she flicked the kettle, on she spooned coffee into her cup and reached for a cigarette, lighting it, inhaling deeply.
She relaxed slightly, trying to breathe deeply knowing she’d made a big mistake earlier, but knowing that at least she’d confessed to her Master what she had done. She knew even though it was her birthday that Master wouldn’t let her off.
A big sigh escaped her lips as the kettle boiled, she poured the water into the cup, gave it a stir, then went and sat down at the kitchen table. She reached for another cigarette, lit it, it always calmed her nerves when she felt stressed.
Suddenly the doorbell rang, it was too shrill and she’d been meaning to get another doorbell that played nice music. Taking her cig with her, dropping ash on the floor as she went, grrring at herself, knowing she’d have to sweep it up she answered the door.
There was a guy standing there with the biggest bunch of mixed flowers she’d ever seen she loved flowers. Ella thanked the guy on the doorstep and took the flowers inside.
Going back into the kitchen, she stubbed out the cigarette into the over flowing ashtray and tore open the card that was attached to the flowers.
A great big grin covered her face as she read. "Many happy returns darling, I want you to pamper yourself today, so at 12pm go along to the beauty parlour, everything is paid for. See you at 5pm and enjoy your day sweetheart. I love you lots. From your loving Master, XX.”
“ Awwww. “ How sweet and lovely Ella thought, smiling to herself, she loved how her Master was always thoughtful.
“ Oh crikey, “ She thought to herself, I better get a move on if I’m to be at the beauty parlour by 12pm.
It was a good job it was only 5 minutes away, round the corner.
She gulped down her coffee, whilst pulling vases out of the cupboards to accommodate the lovely flowers she’d been given. She quickly shoved the flowers into each vase, willy nilly, because she knew she didn’t really have the time, as she didn’t want to be late for her appointment. She looked at the gorgeous flowers smiling, mentally telling her self that she would tidy and arrange them nicely when she got back.
As fast as she could, she threw the cup into the sink, emptied the dirty smelly ashtray, got the brush and pan out and hurriedly swept the ash off the floor.
Looking at the clock on the wall, she dashed upstairs, threw off her robe, ran into the bathroom and switched on the shower, the water was luke warm and it was the quickest shower she’d ever had in her life, then once she was reasonably dry, she pulled out her old jeans and a sweater, and headed off down the stairs, grabbing her handbag and mobile phone as she went.
“Wow,” she thought, “That was a rush but I’ll get there just on time if I run.” And at exactly 12pm Ella opened the door to the beauty parlour.
Walking over to the smiling receptionist, panting slightly with the running she’d done, she said. "Mrs. Freeman for a 12 o’ clock appointment."
“Ah yes Madam, come this way please.“
Ella giggled to herself at been called Madam, as she followed the lady into a room down the corridor. Once there she sat down and waited, looking around the elegantly designed room.
There was a cubicle, a chair, music playing in the background and in the middle of the room a long comfy looking bed, with a small table at the side with various lotions and oils. It only took Ella a couple of minutes to glance around the room before the door burst open.
A petite red headed girl ran into the room almost breathless. “Sorry to keep you waiting Madam, I’m Jo and I’m your beauty therapist for the day.“
"Wonderful," Ella replied smiling back. "I’m looking forward to my day of pampering." “Good.” said Jo. “Now if you could please just undress down to your underwear, and slip this robe on, we can begin.“
“Oh shit,“ thought Ella what ruddy underwear? She wasn’t allowed to put underwear on unless her Master specifically told her she could.
