I was so nervous. My mind was racing. What have I gotten myself into, I thought to myself as I prepared myself, for our first meeting? I have never had a real time session with a true Master before.
I did my hair as you requested. Taking my time to make everything perfect. I wanted nothing out of place when I met you. I applied my make up perfect. The look was coming together very nicely.
Now it was time to dress for you. I had gone through my closet for hours prior to pick the perfect outfit for you. I slipped on my white lace half cup bra. I made my ample bosom, almost flow out of the cup. Next, as I slipped the garter around my waist, I felt a twinge of excitement over come my body. I could feel my juices starting to flow already. How could this be? I thought to myself. I have never met this man, and already, I am getting excited about how the evening is going to go. I ran my hand slowly up my legs, unrolling the stockings as I did. I connected the stockings to the garter. Oh my God, I thought to myself. This man has such a power over me. No man has ever made me feel like this. This is our first meeting, how can this be like this? How can I feel like this already?
I slip my short black suede skirt on, then my white blouse. My heart beating like drum. My mind wandering, Will tonight, be a night, I will never forget, I thought as I applied the final touches. A string of pearls and my deep red lipstick. That's it I thought, that's the look. Classy, yet sexy.
Glancing at my watch, I see it is only 630pm. I am to be there at your hotel room by 7 PM. Your hotel was just across town. You told me to be there promptly at 7pm. I had plenty of time, or so I thought. I grab my dress coat, and walk out, thinking You will be very pleased.
I hop in my car, and head for the freeway ramp. Shortly after getting on the freeway, the traffic starts to slow. I am thinking oh my God, not tonight. I can't have this now. Much to my dismay, traffic stops. I pound my fist on the steering wheel. Oh no..this can't be happening to me. Why this? Why tonight, of all nights? And why didn't I bring my cell phone so I could call and tell you about the traffic jam. Time ticks away very slowly. Finally traffic starts to move. Yes, thank you God, I thought. I won't be but a few minutes late. He can forgive me this I am sure. I pull into the parkinglot of the hotel. My watch reads, 720pm. Oh good, I thought to myself, I finally made it. I rush out of the car and into the hotel. I know you are in the penthouse suite. I get on the elevator, and go to the top floor. I step off of the elevator. My heart is racing so wildly, that I almost feel faint. This is your last chance the point of no return. Once you knock on that door, your fate is sealed, I thought to myself. I slowly walk to the door. Dare I knock? You can do this, I said to myself. I knock quietly on the door.
I expected to see a very handsome man, behind the door, smiling at me. To my surprise, a handsome man opens the door, but there was no smile to be found. Oh my, I thought to myself. I have angered him already with my tardiness.
Without a word, you usher me in the room. Fear running though me now. What have I done? What will happen now? This was supposed to a night that would be forever etched in my mind. He looks so angry. What should I do? What should I say? You take off my coat and lay it across a chair, without speaking. You walk around behind me as I clear my throat nervously. As I start to apologize, a ball gag is inserted in my mouth and tied securely around my head.
"I told you to be here at seven sharp, and look, you are 20 minutes late. This disobedience will not be tolerated," you say in a firm, strong voice. With fear in my eyes, I just nod my head, and lower it in shame. You take your hands, and lift my face for me to look in your powerful, sexy eyes. "You say you want a true Master. Well, my pet, you have found one. For your disobedience, you will get first hand experience with me on why you should always obey me, " you say in your firm yet sexy voice,
'Now; my pet, I must inspect what belongs to me now. Remove your blouse and skirt for me," you say . "and do it seductively. I want you to please me"
As ordered, I slowly unbutton my blouse. One by one the buttons open. The blouse slips down my shoulders, and I let it drop to the floor. I reach behind me and unhook the skirt. It too falls freely to the floor, and I step out of it. Standing there before you, in my lacey undergarments, feeling shame and excitement, with a ball gag in my mouth. I see a wicked smile dance across your face.