"You are invited to Mistress Jacklynn's birthday party. Tonight, at 6:30pm, better not be late." The text message read.
Were my eyes deceiving me? Was this meant to go to me? I knew when we spoke about her Dominate Play name some time ago, she decided that Jacklynn was what she would be desired to be called. I didn't know for sure, but I did know that there was a very profound throbbing starting in my pants.
My heart was racing, my mind was wondering, and the once throbbing had now turned into a raging hard cock. I tried to think about something else, anything else, I still had two hours until I was finished with work and three hours until I would be home.
Just as I opened my email and began composing an email to his boss about tomorrow's schedule, my phone dinged again. It was Jacklynn, my wife. I took a deep breath and opened the message, "Don't forget to get a party hat on your way home". A smile escaped my lips and I thought to myself, "Her Role of being my dominatrix has finally shifted, she is going to be in complete control of me for once." Was she serious? The numerous unanswered questions flooded over me. The only thing I knew for sure was I better not be late.
I clocked off promptly at 5:30pm and raced to the truck. Where was I going to find a party hat that would suit her request?
I quickly stopped off at the party plus store and quickly scanned each hat that was available. Was she wanting me to have a basic cone shaped hat or something more a bit more exotic?
The text wasn't specific. Again, I was unsure, but time was running out! I had less than 45 minutes until I was demanded to be there. I grabbed a pink princess party pack of hats and darted for the cashier.
I got home with fifteen minutes to spare. Grabbed the party hats and headed for the front door, where there was a note pinned to the door.
"Welcome to Mistress Jacklynn's birthday party, Mistress Jacklynn will be here at 6:30, take whatever time you have remaining to prepare yourself. Tonight, you will give yourself COMPLETELY to her. You are to only be wearing your party hat."
I flung open the front door with one hand while beginning to undress with the other, my cock was again fully erect. I knew what I was being asked to do, I bee-lined for the shower, out of the corner of my eye I saw an empty bottle of wine.
"Wine?" I thought. My wife had never had a sip of wine the entire three years they were together. I quickly concluded, "Someone else must be here!"
I showered and shaved, just to be safe I got the enema out and cleaned everything for her. I did a quick dry off and placed the pink princess party hat snugly on my head with the ever so annoying chin strap in place.
I walked into the living room, where every birthday party we have ever celebrated was held. On the couch was eight very elegantly wrapped gifts and gift bags, No one was here.
"How could this be? Did I read the message wrong?" I wondered.
Just as I turned to head back to the bathroom to re-read the text message on my phone, the bedroom door opened and out walked Mistress Jacklynn, only she was very different then the way she looked this morning when I left for work.
Her blue eyes sparkled like polished sapphires. Her normal long, straight, strawberry blonde hair was covered by a short black wig, she was wearing a black leather lace up corset that accented her already perfect DD tits, a pair of black lacy thigh highs, a garter, with a pair of six-inch, knee high stiletto boots.
I stopped dead in my tracks and said, "Happy birthday, Mistress Jacklynn."
She walked toward me and ran her hand across my bare chest and said, "What a good pussy slave."
I couldn't believe it. She was really going to be my dominatrix tonight and she was alone. "Is it just us tonight Mistress Jacklynn?"
"Am I not enough for you?" she demanded.
"That's not what I meant Mistress" I quietly and quickly responded.
Pointing over my shoulder at the coffee table Mistress said in a loud voice "Get on your hands and knees" she barked.
She wasn't messing around. She slid the pre-tied ropes over my ankles and wrists and made sure I was secure on the table, just the way she wanted me.
"It's my birthday," she stated, as she ran her hand over my ass and firmly gripping my fully erect cock, "and you are here as my gift."
She stopped talking and continued to run her hand over my body, when she reached my lips. I licked my lips as she pulled away moving her hands downward on my body, she slowed her hand when she reached my ass. She circled my puckering opening and teased me, as I let out a sigh, I so badly wanted her to penetrate me. She stroked my dripping cock.
"This pleases Mistress Jacklynn", she giggled.
"Ok, enough of this, I want to open my gifts." She abruptly changed her tone. "Which one do I get to open first?" She asked.
I didn't know, I wasn't told to bring her any gifts, I didn't know what any of these bags and boxes contained. But I knew I had better answer her quickly before she punished me.
I looked over at the couch and examined each of the eight bags and boxes. I said, "let's start small, let's do the small purple box with the white ribbon."
"The jewelry box?" she clarified.
"Yes, Mistress Jacklynn."
She opened the box and smiled and said, "it's jewelry, for you", as she pulled a silver butt plug with a diamond gem out of the box. She ran it up my leg and then pulled it back to moisten the plug with lube. Mistress Jacklynn teased my ass opening for a few moments with the cold metal plug until she was ready to insert my new jewelry.
She pushed it in as I let out a gasp of acceptance and I muttered, "Thank you Mistress."
Satisfied with how well I did with the first gift, she excitedly said, "I'm ready to open my next gift."
I glanced back to the couch and knew I only had a few seconds to decide, "The small blue and white sparkly bag with the blue tissue paper."