It was a Friday like any other Friday. I was eager for my workday to end and drive up to meet Master. We had planned a nice weekend in Lake George and I knew it would be another adventure that would be added to the many that Master has given me. But a phone call came and Master totally surprised me.
His words were ones I had been waiting to hear for the years I had served him. One of his very prominent clients called. He invited Master and his business partners to a very formal cocktail party.
Master instructed me to pack a bag including an evening gown and to meet him at the Majestic, a five star hotel in downtown Albany.
"Our room is on the 12th floor princess, room #1204. Pick up the key to the room at the front desk and drop off your bag. Meet me in the cocktail lounge at 7:00pm sharp" he stated.
My heart was pounding so hard I couldn't breath. Finally, I was being brought into Master's world. I was going to meet HIS business partners after 2 years.
I realized from day one that Master is a very private person but never did I think that it would be this long before I met his friends and/or family. I wanted so much to rid of the feelings of being hidden and now it was official.
Looking at the clock, I decided to leave work early to pack and prepare for Master. Fortunately I had two gowns dry cleaned in my closet so I brought them out and tried both on to see which looked better in. I chose my black one. I had worn it to a Christmas party last year and Master raved about how nice it looked.
It was simple, full length and flowing, but low cut to show my full breasts. THAT was the selling point.
I packed my bag quickly and grabbed my collar and hopped in my car and drove.
The ride seemed like days instead of hours. Anxiety was getting the best of me. I wanted so much to make Master proud. I smiled and felt a tear trickle down my face as I wished I were thinner. I wanted to be a tiny little girl again rather then a middle aged pudgy woman.
As I wiped my tear away, I reminded myself as Master has done so many times, that the beauty of my slavery to him was enough, but that he enjoys my body as it is too.
Finally the signs for the hotel appeared and I took a deep breath as I pulled up to the valet. Walking into the lobby took my breath away. It wasn't as nice as the MGM in Vegas but it was stunning.
Thanking the desk clerk for the key, he stated to take elevator number 4 to the 4th floor. That would take me to the top of the stairs that led down to the private cocktail lounge.
The room was beautiful. Master had a bottle of champagne chilling and his toys displayed across the foot of the bed. Restraints, flogger, nipple clamps, and my favorite vibrator.
I set out my clothes and took a hot shower, thinking about just how he would use me later that evening. Drying my hair I examined my pussy closely to assure I was shaven nicely.
Master always examines to assure I do a good job, I did not want to disappoint him. I decided to draw my hair up in a twist and allow just a few soft curls to outline my face.
Carefully I slipped on my thigh high stockings and stepped into my gown. No panties per Master and because the dress was so low cut, no bra either.
I looked at my nipples peeking slightly through the black silk and knew that Master would be thrilled. My black spikes heels accented the dress perfectly and I could hardly wait to see Master so I headed to the mirror for makeup and a last glance for perfection.
"Deep breath" I was saying to myself. I was so nervous about making a good first appearance that I was trembling. I tightened the silk shawl I had draped across my shoulders and pushed the elevator button, floor 4.
I was shocked when the door opened. In front of me was a huge staircase leading down to a huge ballroom style lounge. A beautiful chandler was reflecting the tiny lights throughout the room.
