It was my night for fantasy. Every once in a while, my darling Master would allow me anything I wished, and I had planned for this day. I looked at the clock for the hundredth time, rushing to pull my hair back and don the outfit I had bought weeks ago, hoping this day would come. He would be home from work soon, and I had his dinner ready and wanted to surprise him.
He was such a loving Master. I wore his collar proudly, to the extent of wearing it out, until he brought home a beautiful necklace that I was commanded to wear when we went out. My collar was for his eyes alone, he told me, so of course I did as he asked.
I was putting my heels on when I heard the door. Quickly throwing my robe over my outfit, I ran down to meet him, throwing myself in his strong arms.
"Well, well," he laughed as he held me close. "It seems someone is glad to see me."
I kissed him deeply, I had missed him so much during the day.
"I made your favorite dinner," I told him with a smile. "And you remember....."
The deep laugh sent a quiver through me.
"I remember," he said. "tonight is your night."
I took his coat and followed him into the dining room. His place was set, along with mine to his right, close enough so his hand could touch at will. We spoke of the day as we ate, I was also complimented on the dinner, always with his smile and soft touches. When we finished, I began straightening up while he went to shower.
I almost dropped so many things in my haste to finish when he did, but was able to be ready with a glass of wine when he came down the stairs. As always, I got a chill as I saw his body. He wore a pair of old jeans, and his well developed upper body almost made me tell him to forget the whole thing, just take me, now, please, but I held my tongue and smiled as I handed him the glass. He led me to the recliner, and I knelt beside it, waiting.
He tortured me, turning on the tv, checking the scores of today's game, until I thought I would scream. I guess the waiting got to him too, and finally he turned off the set and turned to me with a huge grin.
"Have I made you wait long enough, my sweet pet?" he asked.
"God, yes, Master," I sighed.
Again the laugh. He was thoroughly enjoying himself. He gave me the glass he held and sat back in his chair.
"Stand up then."
I put the glass down as I stood before him, my robe pulled tight.
"Tell me, sweetness, what do you have on under that robe of yours?"
I gasped, never thinking he would have me remove it. After all, it was MY day, he had promised, but I knew I would do as he asked, regardless of my own disappointment.
"Well," I stammered. "It's for tonight. My surprise."
I knew he was making me suffer, making me wonder if I had to take the robe off and show him, or even if he would actually let me do what I planned. I stood still, waiting.
"All right," he finally said. "The night is yours." I smiled and leaned over to give him a huge hug, then untied the belt. Slowly opening the robe, I revealed my outfit to him. I had bought a black leather corset, one that laced up the front, along with a black lace garter belt and stockings. Across my belly, strips of leather crossed down from the corset to meet the elastic of my panties. I wore the black heels that I knew were his favorites.
"I see," he said, his eyes taking in everything. "And what do we have planned?"
I actually blushed a bit.
"Tonight, I want to Dominate you," I answered quietly. Suddenly, my idea sounded foolish, and maybe, just maybe, I wanted to change my mind.
"Uh huh," he muttered.
I stood still, so uncertain as he sat looking at me. My mind raced. Had I gone too far? Had I angered him? He stood up and walked around me.
"Well, you certainly look like a Dominatrix," he said. "Do you plan whipping, and pain for me?"
I whirled to meet his eyes.
"Oh no!" I cried. "Never! It was just an idea, but if you don't like it......"
My words were silenced by his finger crossing my lips, then he leaned to me and kissed me gently.
"Calm down, sweetness, I didn't say I didn't like it."
He was still circling me, looking closely, touching here and there.
"Where are we playing tonight?" he asked.
"I thought the bedroom."
