Chapter 2
"Beep, Beep," Allie's phone chirped. She knew who the text was from without even looking at it. It was Mistress. Allie and Rachel had been playing together on and off now for about a week. She looked up from the article she was writing about Rachel's place and grabbed her phone.
'Looking forward to tonight. 7:00. Come around to the back of the building and let yourself in. I'll leave further instructions on the table by the door. Don't forget to bring your work with you.'
Allie's heart skipped a beat. She was excitedly nervous still. The week had been a good one. Sunday was still fresh in her mind and she replayed it often. Mistress had given her tasks to complete throughout the week. Allie had to look through a website and find pictures of things she liked and didn't like. She had to have 3 of each. Her next task was to edge herself daily in the shower and report to Rachel how many times she got herself close. The last thing was what she had to bring with her. It was to write a fantasy of her's out. Rachel wanted to know what her ultimate fantasy was, and although she hadn't told Allie, she hoped to help her achieve this one day.
Allie continued to work on the piece. She had the business aspect written up pretty well, but she wasn't sure how to incorporate the kinky piece into it. Allie knew that it would go against Rachel's "Don't Kiss and Tell" policy, but her boss was really pressing her to write it. Her first thought was to just be upfront with Rachel, but didn't she didn't want to miss out on this new personal opportunity if Rachel shut down. She thought about the promotion that was being dangled in front of her for getting "the story," and that brought with it not only financial gain, but helped launch her career. What to do? Allie hit save on her computer and decided to go for a run, hopefully that would help clear her head.
At 7:00, Allie arrived at the B&B, she parked around back and let herself in. On the table to the right lay a note.
'Welcome Pet. Please lock the door behind you and head up to the private room. The door is unlocked. Once you are in there, remove your clothes and leave them on the chair. You will see a collar, put it on. If your hair is not in a ponytail, please put that up as well, I've left a hair tie if you need it. Then I want you to assume the waiting position by the door. You will kneel down on the floor, and sit back on your feet. You will spread your knees apart so that I will have easy access to what is mine. Your hands will be clasped behind your back. I will be with you momentarily. Kisses, Rachel.'
Allie locked the door and went upstairs. She noticed her heart was racing and she was beginning to get wet, well not beginning, she had been since the text message earlier. Before she knew it she was at the door, she took a deep breath and went in.
The room was lit with white candles. They were everywhere, different sizes grouped together on tables, shelves, by the bed. It gave the room a warmer ambiance than what she remembered. The room was still intimidating but looked less like a torture chamber. Allie took off her clothes and folded them nicely before placing them on the chair. Her mother's voice was in her head about keeping things nice and neat. She noticed a small round table next to the chair. There was the collar. It was black leather about an inch wide with several rings on it. She put it on and tightened it. She didn't want it too tight, but was afraid if it was too loose that she'd be in trouble. Allie turned to head back to the door, passing a small mirror on her way she caught a glimpse of herself. What was she doing? It still felt so wrong and right all at the same time. She assumed the waiting position.
It felt like an eternity, but it was no more than 5 minutes. In that time her eyes wandered the room to notice any subtle changes she hadn't seen before. A few hooks seemed to be empty implying that Mistress had a plan for how the night was going to go. Allie's wetness increased.
Suddenly the knob turned, and Rachel walked in. Unlike previous times Rachel was not wearing everyday clothes. This time she was wearing a black leather corset that went into a matching garter belt and thigh highs. On her feet were black stiletto heels that clipped with every step she took. Her hair was pulled back into a tight ponytail. Her hands were covered with black satin gloves that went up past her elbows and she was carrying a crop. "Good evening Pet. How are you?"
"I'm well Mistress."
"Are you looking forward to tonight?"
"Yes, Mistress."
"Wonderful, let's start with an inspection." With that she reached down and checked Allie's wetness. Allie began to moan and thrust. Rachel slapped her thigh with the crop and Allie jumped.
"No pet, not yet. Tonight you begin your training. Your pussy needs to stay wet and ready, but you are not to cum until you have been given permission. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Mistress."
"Good, now come over to the bed."
Allie stood up and began walking. "No, slave! Down. You will crawl on all fours. You are my pet, you will act like it."
Rachel got down on all fours. Allie stood behind her, "I'm going to spank your ass five times and you will count them out."
She raised the crop and brought it down swiftly on Allie's ass. Allie jumped "Oo!"
"What was that pet?"
"Oo, I mean one Mistress."
"That's better." She brought it down again on Allie's ass this time hitting her left cheek.
"Two, Mistress."
"Three, Mistress," Allie counted.
The next one clipped Allie's pussy and she yelped out a tear stinging her eye. "Four, Mistress."
Rachel came against her ass with the crop one last time, "Five, Mistress."
"Very good pet. Your ass is a lovely shade of pink. Now let's check that pussy again. Mmm..you liked it, you're glistening. That makes me very happy. Now come to the bed."