In the morning, Kate felt a tad guilty about blowing off the workshop so fully. She talked with Michael who graciously agreed to drop her off for today's sessions. Things winded down at about 4:00 pm and she and Michael would have ample time for love later that day.
Driving down the hill from the house in that luxurious Rolls Royce was a thrilling way to start the day. Kate smiled and put her hand on Michael's as he sped down the hill, en route toward the conference center. The lovers smiled at one another, exchanging naughty glances.
After Michael dropped her off, Kate was again greeted by Antonio, the official assistant to the workshop. He was just as positive and gracious as she'd remembered.
"Good morning!" Antonio declared. "The workshop is being held in the same room as yesterday. Don't hesitate to let me know if I can be of any help."
"Why thank you, Antonio. I'm looking forward today's sessions," Kate replied.
In fact, while Kate may have been looking forward to the sessions, in practice, she found herself distracted throughout each of the panels. Dreams of last night were flooding her head.
The dungeon. Did she really make love with Michael in a dungeon?! Did he really lead her around with a leash and collar? And that toy!! Goodness gracious, that amazing toy! And the spanking ... Sheer ecstasy!
Truth told, Kate tried to pay attention and get something out of the workshop, but it was not easy given all the thoughts in her head.
...
Kate was happy when 4:00 arrived. She said some polite goodbyes to the workshop organizers and to some other attendees whom she'd met during the sessions. When she made it to the foyer, her friend Antonio seemed to be waiting for her.
"Your Rolls is here, my lady!" he quipped. He escorted her outside and opened the door for her. What a gentleman, Kate thought.
Michael's smile filled the car as Kate sat down.
Michael steered the Rolls to downtown Lennox where he and Kate spent a few hours going through the shops. Candles, crafts, sea glass, antiques, chocolates, and more. This little village was a virtual treasure trove and shopping there with Michael was simply delight.
Kate suggested that they try dinner at a gorgeous little French country restaurant that they'd passed earlier in the day. Situated on a small hill on a country road, the sign for the restaurant boasted having a "touch of Provence."
As usual, Michael was game, and the lovers found their way inside this lovely French dining establishment. From the authentic French onion soup to the pepper steak to the perfect creme brulee, this place delivered. But for Kate, the best part was being able to look into Michael's rich blue eyes during the entire meal. As usual, his generous attention and loving ways made her feel simply beautiful.
...
They got back to the house at about 9:00 and Michael suggested a late night drink. This sounded lovely to Kate, who joined him in the kitchen.
Michael had bottles of Cognac and Chambord waiting on the counter. He poured generous amounts of each into a heated saucepan and after about a minute, he poured the concoction into two crystal brandy glasses.
"Paris is burning. Cheers!" he said with a smile.
Kate had remembered trying this drink, literally called "Paris is Burning," years ago. It was just as good now as she'd remembered.
The two sat on the leather sofa in the living area and enjoyed their drinks while gazing into one another's eyes. This was simply perfect, Kate thought.
Expecting that Michael would soon call her into the dungeon, she realized that she would need at least one more drink. Michael was happy to comply and the two held hands examining the many fine appointments of the living area of the house with their warm drinks in-hand.
This evening, Kate didn't need to be told to get ready. After two Paris is Burnings, and another romantic day in New England with the love of her life, she was quite ready for what was ahead.
Kate smiled at Michael and indicated that she'd be right back.
Fifteen minutes later, Kate appeared on the staircase, looking simply delicious. She had on nothing but a long silky red robe. It fit her body like a glove and matched her luscious red lipgloss and the strawberry highlights in her hair, which looked vibrant. Kate wanted to be taken away. She wanted to surrender completely to Michael. She was ready for anything.
"Kate, you look like a million bucks!" Michael exclaimed. He rushed up the stairs to embrace her right then and there. She looked up into his eyes and the lovers kissed extensively on the upstairs landing. They were both madly in love and were both up for what was next.
...
Kate found herself eager to enter the dungeon with Michael this evening. Last night's sexual encounter provided her with perhaps the most satisfying experience of her sexual life. And she was simmering for more. And, of course, her master was not planning to disappoint.
As soon as she entered the dungeon, Master grabbed Slave's collar and leash, which were now waiting for her on a hook just inside the doorway. Master had some some planning, and Slave liked it.
Master secured her collar and secured a black leather blindfold on her immediately after. This was so hot, Slave thought.
Master gently led Slave across the dungeon. She could tell that they had passed the table that served as center stage yesterday. Where were they going?
Slave could feel a slight change in the flooring all of a sudden. A thin carpet seemed to emerge in a back corner of the dungeon.
"Get on all fours, Slave. All fours. Now." Master commanded.
