Kate's work was truly rewarding. And in spite of how much she may have complained about the ho-hum pay and about some annoying colleagues, she did pause, every now and again, to make sure to appreciate all of the great things in her work world. Not the least of which was travel, one of Kate's great loves.
Ever since her days living in the UK as a foreign exchange student in the late 80s, Kate totally developed the travel bug. So she was pretty excited when her supervisor Judy approached her about an upcoming trip to Athens to attend a conference on international issues in academic advising at the university level.
As was typically the case, Kate gladly agreed to the trip. Only then did she look at her calendar, talk things over with her husband and kids, and figure out the details. Perhaps above and beyond anything else, Kate had a true zest for international travel.
It turned out that one of Kate's colleagues had been signed up for months to represent the department at this conference. Due to various parental obligations, that colleague was not able to make it. So Kate was in. And the trip was less than five days away.
Kate went home and got packing.
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Kate had a single concern about heading to southern Europe for 10 days. She wasn't too concerned about her kids, who were old enough to figure things out on their own. She didn't get too nervous about who would cover for her at work during the duration, in the spirit of "things always work out." And the idea of her possibly missing Husband was something of a scream at this point.
Yeah, no. Not that.
Kate was going to deeply miss being with Michael. Further, she was frustrated by the fact that he happened to be visiting New York for only a few weeks longer. And for 10 days of that window, she'd be over the pond. On his home continent, no less. Annoying irony, for sure.
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The cab that drove Kate from the airport in Athens seemed to be in some kind of race. This non-descript little European hatchback seriously made it through the city averaging 100 miles and hour, dodging pedestrians, and zipping through stop lights. Kate thanked her maker upon arriving at the Hilton in the downtown area in one piece.
Kate tipped the irresponsible young driver, grabbed her bags, and walked toward the hotel lobby. Wall-to-wall windows, classy blue-and-white marble donning the walls and floors, and appointments worthy of any hotel she'd ever seen. "Nice place," she thought.
Little did she know that it was just about to get a good bit nicer. As she was standing in line, waiting to register for her room, she suddenly felt a man's hand graze her lower back. This felt rude and uncalled for. She turned around to call out this predator. Only to find her lover Michael, smiling, standing right behind her in line. Literally a dream come true.
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"Our office in New York is taking a three-day holiday. I thought of nothing I'd rather do with that time than to surprise my Princess Kate with a visit in Greece."
This was absolutely amazing to Kate. She knew that Michael seemed to have all kinds of expendable money. And she knew that he was capable of going out of his way to make her feel special. But following her halfway around the world to join her on a vacation near the romantic Aegean Sea? This was a new high. Even for Michael. In combination, these thoughts had Kate melting in love. These thoughts had her yearning, yet once again, to be with Michael─in all ways possible.
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The lovers put their bags to the side of the lobby and found the hotel bar, which had several interesting drinks and appetizers. Seafood was the main theme, and Kate found herself tyring a crushed-olive-encrusted fish steak, surrounded by sauteed local vegetables. It was hard for her to explain, but it tasted sexy. And it went perfectly well with the Greek white table wine that was offered as an accompaniment.
In the middle of dining, Kate excused herself from the table. She'd remembered something and indicated that she'd be right back.
A minute later, Kate re-joined the table. This time, she sported her radiant "princess ring" that Michael had given her in London a few months prior. She tried to wear this ring whenever she was with Michael. And she happened to have it tucked away in its secret compartment in the piece of luggage that she'd bought for this trip. It was a sign, for sure. A sign of love. And lust.
Michael's face beamed warmly upon seeing the princess ring. "She is still totally and uncontrollably into me," he thought. And he sat back taking a sip of wine, feeling a splash of satisfaction.
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Next door was a karaoke bar that seemed popular among the natives. Michael suggested that they head over there for a drink or two and some fun. Kate was, of course, pretty much always up for anything, and she smiled and agreed to join. This place was jumping, filled with beautiful young people and all kinds of fun. After downing a class of red, Michael stood up. Kate had no idea what his plan was.
He made it to the microphone and the music for the song "You Are so Beautiful," the classic song by Joe Cocker, suddenly hijacked the entire bar. Oh my goodness. Was he really going to do this?
Michael's performance was, in fact, amazing. And he was sly in how he connected this with her, ever-so-subtly serenading her with his eyes for selected moments. Kate alone alone knew that this was dedicated to her. Brilliant.
The entire house burst into applause as he hit the final notes, spot-on falsetto. There couldn't have been a dry clunge in the building at that moment, Kate thought to herself naughtily. Kate found herself getting off on the fact that her man was so attractive to other women. She shuddered in her thoughts.
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Kate and Michael got talking to all kinds of folks that night. Mostly young Greek men and women looking to have a good time. Kate and Michael were welcomed with open arms and they sang, danced, and laughed the night away with these new friends.
By about 1am, Kate and Michael were ready to head back to the hotel. They were barely tired at all. Predominantly, they were in love and were ready to make love in Greece overlooking the Athenian skyline. Until the sun would rise.
Kate's room was on the third floor, while Michael's was on the top floor. Michael's room it would be, then.
Upon entering the room, Michael had once again, just like at the Marriott in mid-town Manhattan, decked the suite out with a gorgeous array of flowers in each room. Beautiful, fragrant, and alive. Exactly how Michael made her feel.
"Kate, please check out the king-size bed in the bedroom down the hall. I'll come down in a minute," said Michael.
The bedroom was beyond compare. There must have been two dozen bouquets that permeated this room. Beautiful and brilliant. She approached the classy bed and noticed a rich, crimson folder right in the middle. It had her name written on the outside.
Kate quickly grabbed the folder and started reading the pages that were inside.
"Kate," the note read, "tonight will bring us to an entirely new level of our love. You will submit to me and, together, we will achieve an ecstasy that extends beyond what either of us has ever dreamed of. You must fully comply and cooperate with each and every command. Like the good slut that you are.
Start by opening the top drawer of the dresser and putting on the clothing found there."
Kate thought that this was pretty hot and was glad to play along. She opened the drawer. And wow, she was not ready for this. It was a black leather suit, including a black leather mask that would encase her entire head. Fortunately, there were holes for her eyes, mouth, and nostrils. A slave suit. Her body trembled at the thought.
Kate was about 5-6 drinks in for the night and was so ready to do whatever Michael had wanted, that, to her own surprise, she didn't even hesitate. She disrobed and started slipping into this naughty black leather outfit. It was a bit snug, for sure, but it generally fit and it made her feel deeply sexy. And it had cutouts at all the right places, a fact that suggested to her that this was going to be a hot and wild ride.
Kate, now covered in black leather from nectoe, turned to the second page.
"Kate, for the rest of the evening, you are to be my slave, right? Lie on the bed, facing down. Place your hands behind your back and point your ankles toward your arse. And stay like that until you receive further orders."
Wow, this was a new position for Kate. And a naughty one at that. A highly and deeply vulnerable position that made her feel like quite an object. This thought made Kate's body teem with all kinds of feels. She loved being made to feel like an object by Michael. She loved to be his little toy that he could do anything with. Anything. Even his slave.
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"First thing's first," Michael stated upon entering the bedroom. He placed the blindfold over her eyes, underscoring the object-like feeling of Kate's situation. Michael then used some kind of straps and gently tied her to keep her in this vulnerable position. On her belly with her hands behind her back, her legs and ass spread, and her feet tied behind her back. Hands tied to feet.
