Heather
Anita has the rest of the week off work so I decided that we would get on the train and go to my flat. A few days together would enable us to work out how the relationship would work. I think we could be friends, Dom / sub in the bedroom (or wherever) and friends at other times. In the natural order of things she is so submissive I would be the leader even if we just shared a flat. Maybe Dom indoors and friends when we are out unless I want it otherwise. Yes obedient and dutiful indoors and a friend and confidant outside. The best if both worlds!
I packed a few things for her before we walked the short distance through the rain to the station. We travelled mainly in silence, holding hands, occasionally smiling at each other. Both deep in our own thoughts. With just one change of trains we arrived in Reading, a bus ride and a short walk to my top flat. We were tired, sweaty and grubby, in need of a bath.
"Take your shoes off," I said as I sat down. "You can do it a bit sexier than that, put them on again, stand there and take them off properly." I lay back and smiled at her as she stood on one leg and removed her left shoe, she put it down carefully and took the other one off. "Crawl to me, slowly," I could see why the master liked us crawling.
"Chin up, look at me," I kissed her. Starting at the top I slowly unfastened her blouse. She knelt with her legs apart and her hands on her thighs. When I reached the last button and shrugged the blouse off exposing a functional bra. We can do better than that, I'll take her to my shop and buy something better. I lifted her chin and kissed her again, "Take the bra off," I ordered.
I pinched both nipples, she does have glorious tits. "Take my shoes off," it will be such a relief to get them off. She slowly unbuckled the ankle strap and eased my shoe off, kissing my foot as she did it. After she took the other one off she licked that foot. "Between the toes, massage my feet. Lay flat on your stomach." This is heaven. Who needs sex! Well I do but this is fine for now.
"Take your skirt off, don't stop licking my feet." She managed it so remained wearing a pair of knickers. "Would you like to play with your pussy?"
"Oh yes please mistress," she replied.
"Put your hand in your knickers and play with your clit, no insertion." I took my dress off and knelt between her knees. My bra was a lot sexier than hers, I took my boobs out, by pushing the bra cups to the side, kissed the top of her head and directed her mouth to my nipple. I removed her hand from her pussy and replaced it with mine, she was very wet. God this is wonderful, I need my pussy seeing to but I want to keep her waiting. In the past if I had a man who would go down on me I would make sure my pussy was clean and fresh, now I was revelling in having Anita suck and lick my not so clean pussy. But not yet.
I sat on the floor. "Take my knickers off, how do they smell?"
"Wonderful mistress," she lied. They smelt horrible, I know that.
"Lay on your stomach with your head between my legs, do not touch my pussy, you may smell it."
"Yes mistress," she replied while getting on her stomach. I opened my legs and closed them when her head was in between holding it short of my pussy. "Tongue out, lick what you can." She licked my thighs where she could reach. I crossed my legs and held her neck. "Look at me, put your tongue out." I kept eye contact wanting to make sure I was not cutting her blood supply to the brain. It did show my control over her.
I opened my legs. "You may lick my cunt," I graciously allowed. I put my head back and closed my eyes. I played with my nipples and enjoyed the relaxation. Allowing my mind to wander I reclined and until I was approaching climax stayed that way and then my pussy tightened and I hit the peak. I closed my legs to hold her away from my pussy. "Good girl pour some wine and run me a bath."
She reluctantly got up and walked to the fridge, "Pour one for yourself," I offered benevolently. She came back with the wine, I took mine and sent her to the bathroom.
"Mistress, your bath is run," Anita said.
"Thank you," I walked to the bathroom to test the temperature of the bath. "Not hot enough, stupid, put some more hot water in." I slapped her arse as she bent over to turn the tap on. When the temperature was correct I got in. "Wash me," using a flannel she washed me all over taking great care of my boobs and pussy. I gave her my shampoo and she washed my hair. She dried me and brushed and dried my hair.
"That's much better but I can't have you touching me until you are a good bit cleaner. Go and stand in the bath." I poured shower gel onto my hands and started rubbing it on her shoulders. I covered her body in this manner. As she did I paid particular attention to tits and pussy. "Kneel," I washed the soap off with the shower head, wet her hair and washed it. I dried her and brushed and dried her hair.
"There that's better, you are presentable now. I suppose you want an orgasm?"
