It was a sunny afternoon. she had been lying in the sun, drinking in the warmth. He loved to watch her as He worked with His roses. Every once in a while He looked over at His pet, so proud of her, lying there in only a thong, her body glistening in the sun. Occasionally, she would take the spray bottle and sprits herself, sending a cool shiver over her body, making her luscious nipples firm up. A body that just didn't seem to end - curvaceous, toned muscles, small rounded ass and tits that just begged to be teased, massaged and groped. Her skin glistened in the sun with a wonderful healthy glow. He had the hardest time trying to keep His hands off her and focus on other things. Her long thick hair twisted up off her shoulders, the sun making the red that much brighter. And she definitely had proven she was a true redhead with her fiery attitude. she was a little vixen and He loved taming her. He stopped His work and moved over to her, pausing to fish an ice cube out of the pitcher of water. He held it above her, letting it drip down on her body. Ice cold-water dripping on each nipple, on her chest between her breasts. Watching her squirm, He smiled that wicked smile. He loved to watch her squirm whether it was from cool water or the paddle.
"Ok pet, time for you to go get ready. You wouldn't want to be late would you?"
Opening her eyes, shading them from the sun, she smiled up at him, "No way, unless it proves to be more fun." With a wink and a giggle, she jumped up.
Wrapping her arms around His neck, she kissed Him on the lips and then moved away. He reached out, took hold of her arm and pulled her back to Him. "Ah pet, you're not getting away that easily," He said while smiling at her.
She stood in front of Him. Looking up into His beautiful brown eyes she smiled and said, "Master wishes to check His girl's tan?" Winking at His girl, she took a step back, turned around and began sliding her thong down. He liked to watch the progress of her tan, using the pretense of making sure she didn't burn. Slowly, bending forward, pulling the little piece of cloth all the way to the ground, she held her position while resting her hands on the ground for balance. She felt His hand slide over her ass, caressing, loving. He leaned down, gave a kiss to the right cheek and followed the kiss with a sharp slap of His hand. Again, a kiss to the left cheek followed by another sound slap. Standing back, he smiled, seeing matching handprints on His ass.
She stood up straight, turned to face Him, kissed Him on the lips. "Thank you Master, i love you too," she giggled. she walked into the house to prepare for their special evening out and He continued with the roses. It was to be an evening that she would never forget; those were His words. He had also said, that it was something that she had written about, fantasized about.
Two hours passed and He was waiting in the living room. Checking His watch He called to her, "Pet, we are going to be late. You know how I dislike to be late." The last time she was late, she had to kneel in the corner with plastic pins, for the length of time that she was late. Not a long punishment really, but with plastic pins strategically placed on her tits and pussy for 10 minutes, it seemed like an eternity.
At that moment she came out of the room dressed to kill. she was wearing her black leather mini skirt with the slit on the side. He loved this skirt - it showed off her long, sexy legs. The skirt was nice and tight over her lusciously spankable ass, and, oh, did He want to spank it now. A white sleeveless silk blouse, her shoulders begging to be nibbled, black stockings with garter and black stiletto heels making her legs look even longer and sexier. She stood in front of Him, grinning from ear to ear. she stood motionless, back straight, shoulders back, head up, waiting for His approval. He checked her out, proud as was usual - it was rare that she disappointed Him. He could see she wasn't wearing a bra, as expected. Her nipples were hard and could easily be seen through the sheer material. He walked around her slowly and she stood there, motionless, arms at her sides, looking straight ahead. As He walked around and came back to face her He slipped one hand under her skirt. Sliding one finger up the inside of her thigh to her soft, bare pussy, a smile crept to His face. His finger slipped between her lips, warm, wet, He wiggled it and retreated. He leaned into her, brushing His lips on hers, His hand grabbing her collar from the table behind her. He brushed a finger along her long, sleek neck. He placed the collar around her neck and fastened it. Stepping back and looking her over once more, He was extremely pleased with her beauty - proud to have her on His arm.
Again he took a step forward so close that she could smell His cologne. she took a deep breath, completely lost in His scent. She could feel the warmth of His body, so close and yet so far. He placed a finger under her chin, tilted her head up, and looked deep into her eyes, a smile on each of their lips. The chemistry between the two proved to anyone watching how well matched they were. His lips brushed against hers, teasing her with his mouth, again brushing hers, lingering a moment, again deeper with more pressure, finally kissing her deeply, holding her tight in His strong arms. He took her hand in His and led her to the door.
They were off. she, still not knowing where they were going, who would be there, what they were doing. Every time she would question Him about this evening, He would continue to talk as if He hadn't heard her. He had kept all the details of this evening quiet. He truly wanted to surprise her. This was their anniversary - and she was so excited. He could see it in her eyes and in her movements. He couldn't help but chuckle at her excitement and her curiosity -- just like a little girl. She loved the excitement and the mystery, and He liked surprising her, making her feel special.
