I woke up blissfully remembering last nights arduous affair. It reminded me of one of my kinky romance novels, one that started out in horror but ended in a state of happy bliss. My new lover was both the monster and the hero of the story, that rarely happens as I put it in perspective. Usually the damsel in distress is rescued by the hero from the monstrous villain. I stretched my limbs getting the cramps out and the blood flowing again. I was still dressed as I was when I had changed for my adventure. I pulled my stockings up as they had stretched and slid down my legs some. My Master still laid beside me, still asleep. I remembered all the stories, the doting slave was suppose to service her Master first thing every morning. Was this actually true or was it an agreed upon fantasy by writers? Was I suppose to go to the bathroom first as that is the reason I had awoken? Nature won out, I didn't have much of a choice as I didn't want to wet the bed.
I carefully extracted myself from his loving arms. Big surprise when I tried to stand, cramps set in from wearing the shoes. I tried rubbing my calves to help but the cramps were persistent. He had left the locking chains loose fortunately and were more decorative than the function they were designed for. I got them off my feet and finally got enough pressure to stretch the cramps out aided by my massaging hands. I basically ran to the bathroom before I made a wet mess everywhere. I looked in the mirror afterward, makeup smeared, bed hair, and my teeth needed brushed, egads I would scare the daylights out of someone. The bag with my supplies is somewhere near the entry way. I was proud of wearing the collar and leash like it was a prized possession. I checked my ass to see if the redness or bruising was gone and my nipples, everything was in great order. First I was going to do the best I could to service my loving and caring Master in case the stories were true.
Surprise, Master was leaning naked against the door frame smiling at me as I turned.
"Everything in functional order now my loving thrall? I noticed you had some cramps when you got up." He asked curiously laughing.
"Yes Master. I need a makeover however as I look deplorable. I was just returning for your morning service." I said meekly.
"No need this morning. I am not a despot as you will find out. Everyone has needs, including Mother Nature. Speaking of which." He told me as he walked by. "Strip." He ordered while pissing.
I didn't need to be told twice as I removed the stockings and dress piling them neatly by the sink. Then removed the cuffs, collar and leash and placed them on top.
"Go get your bag. Makeup and underwear goes to the vanity. Lay your clothes out on the bed neatly. Soaps and shampoos in here. Hurry." He ordered.
"Yes Master." I walked smartly away then sprinted after I was out of site.
I gathered up my bag and ran back following his orders. I didn't want to make a mistake by being in too much of a hurry. I accomplished the tasks as told and was bringing my soap, shampoo and conditioner to the bathroom. He had the towels ready and we took a shower together. It was fun because I had never done that before, him washing me and me washing him. He even pampered me more by drying me off. I felt like a princess more than a slave. Then he sent me to the vanity to get ready while he finished up. I got the idea right away the bathroom was to remain void of my clutter. I brushed my hair as it doesn't take long for it to dry. I started putting on makeup and stopped with eyeliner and mascara. I didn't have a clue what I was going to wear. He had me lay out what I had brought as I figured out it was his choice. I ruled out the somewhat sexy business suit for Monday. That left the white PVC bustier and mid thigh length skirt or the the blue vinyl corset and pencil skirt. I didn't think he would choose the red PVC pants and tee except to romp around here. I didn't bring my mini skirts, dresses or stockings. I made a choice that would satisfy all three selections in the end, multicolored and wild. Red lipstick and gloss. I looked good as I brushed my unruly hair once again trying to get it to lay right. Then added my perfume, Poison.
Master came out of the bathroom, looked at me and smiled.
"You did not fail. I am proud of you. Wear the white outfit no panties. Hang the rest in closet." He ordered with a smile.
"Yes Master." I replied happy as a lark.
I hung the clothes first and put all my shoes away except for the ones I was going to wear. Then went to the bathroom with my special cleaning soap I brought and hangers to take care of yesterdays wear and hang them in the tub to dry. I came back and dressed, the cuffs, collar and leash clashed. I heard him in the kitchen so I made my way there with my question.
He knew the problem before I asked and ordered me to leave them on the vanity for today, which I did. He had made coffee and had poured me a cup. He made great coffee even if he didn't know how to cook. I checked the cupboards and fridge to see what he had available. At least he had pots, pans, utensils and dishes. Pop tarts, chips and dip with wine didn't sound like a good breakfast. I would definitely need a grocery store and find out his likes and dislikes.
After coffee it was time to go to breakfast. Master and I had a simple breakfast at a pancake and waffle bistro along the way. After breakfast, Master led us to the subway station, I didn't know where we were going but it was clear he did. The car wasn't crowded but instead of sitting he had me hold the metal pole in the middle with both hands and stand with my legs spread and not move. I felt like a stripper waiting for her song to begin, the clack of the subway car provided the music with the gentle sway as the dance. I looked at the people feeling a little ashamed though most absorbed in reading their books, papers, kindles or texting on their phones. Nobody was paying attention to me and I felt relieved. Then I felt his hand sliding up my leg under my skirt solicitously. His fingers tapping an unknown tune as he teasingly swept near my cunt. I was biting my lip gently, knowing he was testing me. So decadent I thought as he touched and stroked my naked pussy lips. He withdrew his hand as we came to the first stop and gathered up and dispersed passengers. I heard his despairing sigh and only stroked my neck, arms and jaw lines for several stops. I heard a mother with her baby crying then it dawned on me why he stopped his decadence. We finally got off at the 8th street stop. We walked a couple blocks before he took me down a side street. The window displayed several wigs in different styles and colors, not all of them natural colors. I do the common colored fad every now and then but this seemed rather unlike him. He rang the door bell which I thought odd instead of just walking in.
A woman in a tight black leather mini dress, six inch heels, neon pink hair and several piercings answered the door. "Mr Green I presume. Right this way Sir." She stated business like. He sort of guided me forward with a gentle push to the small of my back. I was kind of confused as this seemed like a beauty salon by the smells that permeated the air. Obvious with all the wigs in the window but I am somewhat confused. We were led to a private room though she never shut the door.
"Strip." He ordered. I was stunned at the order but didn't hesitate as I started removing my bustier and skirt.
"The closet is there. You will find slippers to wear." The woman spoke and pointed to a simple cabinet. I went to the cabinet and finished undressing and hanging my clothes. I put on the little blue slippers contained with in. She and Master had talked quietly and he showed her something.
"I will be back in a little while. Follow their orders as if they were mine and no talking or disrespect." Master ordered me.
"Yes Master." I said with a little reluctance. Was I suppose to use Master or Sir? He ordered me so I used Master automatically not thinking til after I spoke.
The woman pointed to the chair and I sat down. She looked in the mirror then ran her fingers in my hair, pulled here, tousled there, not gently like you would expect. Turned my head to and fro rather sharply.
"He is absolutely right." She said absentmindedly out loud.
She washed my hair, I liked the way her long nails massaged my scalp. She rinsed my hair out as I thought I was getting a desired hair cut from Master and was overjoyed at that prospect though I was a little uneasy about having it done naked. She was done washing my hair then turned me around in the chair and sprayed me quickly with cold water at my breasts. I gasped and shivered as the cold rivulets tickled as they trickled down my body.
"Making sure you are awake slave." She said laughing. I didn't think it was funny but I never said a word as Master had instructed.
She started cutting, snipping away my hair. It tickled as it fell on my shoulders and slid down my back, some was even sticking to the water she sprayed on me. I didn't have much hair but I ended up with a cute pixie style cut that was long in places. Next she fitted me with some wigs. The first was long dark red with bangs across the front, two or three inches down my back. The next was short blonde that fell even with my chin. The third was raven black that framed my face in front and long in the back. The fourth was neon blue and shoulder length. The last was a long flowing light red, that was the one I liked the most but I didn't let on that I did.
"This way slave. You know, I wish these guys would name you bitches before coming here the first time." She smirked. As she pushed me into a shower and turned on the cold water. I gasped loudly as the ice cold water poured over me.
"Make sure all the loose hair is gone slave." She ordered.
I was shivering from the water but I wasn't going to disappoint as I made an attempt to get the loose strands off quickly. She turned off the water as my feet stood in the pool of cold draining water. The water finally drained away taking its slow ride through the strainer.
"Pick up the stainer and dump the contents here." She ordered.
