Kaydence climbed in her little Ford Fiesta in candy red, her mum had helped her pay for it 3years prior for her birthday. It was the last thing her mum had bought for her before she passed away. Kaydence had not grieved for her mum properly, she had got stuck into her university degree and ended up with a 2:1 in Criminology and Law. She had successfully applied and had been given a position in a small law firm and had been working there for the last six months.
The last three weeks, she had been given more responsibilities at the law firm and this particular day had just had her run off her feet. She was ready for her weekend, excited for whatever the plans were. She rested her head against the steering wheel and closed her eyes for a few seconds, just to gather her thoughts. Her phone beeped with a message, a smile rose across her face she knew exactly who it was from. Conan.
He had been her Dom for the last nine months. They spent most weekends together unless he had business to attend to overseas, or she had been given permission to have a weekend off. However, this particular weekend she was looking forward to spending it with him.
It was her birthday the following day and Conan had promised her a surprise to last the whole weekend.
She looked at the message, "Wear that little black number I always like, with the low cut in the back."
Kaydence knew exactly which dress he was referring to, it was the first dress she wore when she first met him; it seemed to have been a hit. She knew exactly which panties to wear with the dress too.
"Meet me at Sakana Pan Asian at 8.30pm." The message continued.
Having got home from her busy day at work, and the mayhem of the tea time rush hour traffic, Kaydence so wanted to have a long hot soak in the bath. However, time was against her so she opted for a hot steamy shower. She scrubbed her entire body from the hard week, washing away her worries and starting to relax and be excited for her surprise weekend.
Turning the shower nozzle to boiling hot to warm her small bathroom up, Kaydence set to work stripping out of her everyday work suit. She removed her 4inch standard black high heels, those were a killer on the ankles and so not comfy. The skirt was an old faithful of hers; whenever she felt bloated it was her go-to skirt. Removing the bobby pins from her up-do, she quickly twisted her hair into a bun and tied it up. She had just washed her hair that morning and didn't want the hassle of having to dry and restyle it. She knew Conan loved her mousy brown hair, flowing down her back in the messy waves she could never manage.
Sliding her hands down around her neck and stretching her head backwards, she melted into the touches. Removing her beige blouse and undoing her bra, she felt free but so alone.
Remembering the time Conan had visited her at her home during the week. He had wrapped his strong arms around her from behind, having her stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror and watch his hands explore her body. His manly hands wrapped around each of her breasts. Now she wasn't small in the breast department being a comfortable DD size, but they looked small in Conan's hands. One hand having reached down between her legs to feel her juices already flowing, circling her bud slowly. His breathe on her neck, she leaned her head back onto his shoulder. Soft moans and pants came from her, feeling like an over-sensitive bundle of knots.
Kaydence nearly fell backwards having got lost in her thoughts, so wishing Conan was there with her now to relive the moment.
The bathroom was all steamy from her hot shower. Kaydence wrapped a towel around her dripping wet, curvy body and started to pat herself dry.
She remembered that Conan loved the smell of the coconut moisturiser she used.
Having dried, Kaydence got the expensive tub of coconut cream out of the cabinet and started to massage it into herself. She smiled and remembered the one time she had visited Conan, on one of their weekends together. He had asked her to bring the cream with her. His hands massaged all over her, rubbing and caressing the moisturiser into her while she was tied spread eagled on the table.
Once her skin felt all silky smooth again, Kaydence turned her attention to her make-up. She knew Conan wasn't a fan of a lot of make-up. So she put on a smoky black eye shadow and a little blush for her cheeks, only bothering with a clear lip gloss that had a light shimmer to it.
She slipped into the little black number, with the low V cut in the back. She fastened her favourite back chain around her neck. It was a fine gold chain with a red ruby dangling in the middle of her back. The dress also had a built in support bra, which Kaydence loved as she hated having to wear a bra most of the time.
Kaydence could already feel her pussy starting to tingle, knowing that no matter what happened this weekend, she would love every minute of it. Tying her collar around her neck, the one she wore every weekend with Conan, she felt naked without it sometimes during the week. So on occasions she would wear it during the week. She un-did the bun on her head and let her waves fall down around her shoulders and with a little finger combing they fell naturally, having needed very little maintenance for a change.
She slipped into the small purple lace panties and slid the silky smooth stockings up her legs. She put on the high heels that brought her 5ft6 inch frame slightly closer to Conan's 6ft2 height. Now Kaydence was ready to head out.
Climbing into the back of the taxi, their vehicle joined the busy traffic on the way into the city. With it being a Friday night, more traffic was on the road, which was to be expected. People were off out on the town, meeting friends and generally enjoying that their working week was over.
The taxi ride wouldn't be a long journey, but knowing who was at the other end of the journey, Kaydence was nervous about what Conan had planned for her.
The radio was playing, and one of the songs from her favourite film started to play 'right kind of wrong' - Coyote Ugly. The song seemed fitting towards Conan, he was so right for her but also so wrong in many ways. She had strong feelings for him but knew that she was just his submissive, contracted into a relationship that was structured to his liking.
Pulling up outside the restaurant, Conan stepped forward from under the doorway shelter. He opened the rear door for Kaydence, giving her a hand out of the taxi.
He threw a £10 note at the driver and said, "Keep the change" over his shoulder.
He led Kaydence towards the glass entry way into the restaurant. Having stopped short of the doors, Conan turned Kaydence around to face the busy road and whispered in her ear.
"If you look across the road and to your left, there is a luxury hotel room that has our name on it for the weekend. Once we are in that room, the door will be locked, phones will be switched off and you, my little one will have a weekend to remember."
Kaydence turned her head to look into Conan's penetrative blue eyes and gave a soft smile, before averting her eyes. She was embarrassed to show the heat flushing her cheeks. Conan put his arm around her shoulders and guided her through the double doors and into the lift that would take them up to the restaurant floor. They were the only two occupants of the lift.
Conan pressed the button for the 3rd floor and then placed his hand under her dress and pulled at her panties. He whispered a promise in her ear, "These won't be staying on long."
