This story was written as a birthday present for a good friend.
Part 1 - Dinner
"I'll be your slave for the day as your birthday present."
Those words had rattled around in my mind for months. Every now and then we'd joke about it, and she'd smile and say, "You know I will."
In another moment, she said, "Imagine all the things that you can have me do that I've never done. Imagine all the things that you could do to me that no man has ever done." She nodded her head towards the ground, and then looked up at me with a mischievous glint in her eyes. She smiled, again, and I melted, like I do every time she smiles.
As the day got closer and closer, I could tell that we were both getting excited. Taylor is pretty wild, on any normal day, and she is normally the instigator of our escapades. I could tell, though, that the idea of having to do whatever she was told was getting her excited. Of course, the prospect of having her completely at my command was getting me pretty fired up, too.
Taylor is stunning and incredibly sexy. She's blonde, petite and very nicely curvy with a perfect 34C chest. She is in the process of getting her black belt in tae kwon do, which is how we met. Because of all the kicking and punching in tae kwon do, she is in fantastic shape and has absolutely incredible legs. Just looking at her, few people realize how dangerous she really could be. Her hair hangs down just below her shoulders and she has spectacular blue-gray eyes. She looks like a young Candace Bergen.
We met for dinner the night before my birthday. I sat in a booth towards the back waiting for her to arrive. Just thinking about her (and all the things I had planned for the next day) already had me starting to get hard. She came in wearing a black satin, almost oriental mini-dress. It opened low to show off her cleavage, and cups built into it emphasized her already perfect tits. It was just begging to be opened up. The skirt was mid-thigh, with slits on the side that threatened to expose everything if she moved in the right way. The outfit was finished with 4", black, stiletto heels, with about an inch wide ankle strap. She was playing the tease tonight, and I loved it.
I watched every set of eyes in the room follow her across the floor. Most of the women envious, and most of the men in awe. Knowing what she looked like from behind, I almost envied the ones behind her their view, but, while I love watching her hips roll as she walks away, that's probably only about number 7 or 8 on my list of top views of Taylor. Of course, few of the other favorite views take place with that many people watching.
Adjusting the bulge in my pants as I stood up to welcome her, I reached out and wrapped my arms around her. As her body molded to mine, she smiled and said, "I can tell you're already happy to see me."
"You have no idea how much I've been thinking of you," I said.
"Oh, I don't know," she said, "I've been giving you quite a bit of thought, too. I'm looking forward to what I learn tomorrow – about you and about myself." I felt her foot run up my thigh, and felt my cock twitch in anticipation.
I said, "I've been giving tomorrow a lot of thought, and, in my few lucid and rational moments, I've realized that we probably ought to have some kind of safe word so that you can tell me if I've gone too far or there's something that you don't want to do."
She took my hands in hers and stared into my eyes for a second before responding. "You know that I would do anything for you, and that I want you to do anything to me tomorrow. When I said that I would be your slave, I was telling you how much I trust you, and the fact that you are concerned about my safety just tells me that my trust is well placed. I trust you to judge what you want, and what I will do. Tomorrow, you will be my master. You will own my body and it will be yours to do with what you will." She paused, and laughed, "And, of course, I'll get to have paybacks when we get around to my birthday, so I think we'll be fine."
I was speechless. After a second, I realized what the only answer could be, "I'm honored by your trust, Taylor, and I will always work to deserve it." With that, I kissed the knuckle of each of her fingers, alternating between her hands, and I sealed the promise by leaning forward across the table to kiss her lips. She ran her fingers up into my hair and pulled me hard against her face. Our tongues danced in and out of each others mouth, almost attacking back and forth. We both pulled back, gasping for breath. She smiled and said, "Did you want to look at the menu, or did you just want to eat me? After all, I know what I want for dinner. And I know it fills me up."
I said, "You're really excited about tomorrow, aren't you?"
She bit her lower lip, looked down at my crotch and then up to my eyes. She nodded, almost like a little girl and said, "Mmm hmmm. You're going to make me do all kinds of naughty things…. and I can't wait!"
I smiled and said, "Well, we're both going to need lots of energy for tomorrow, so I think we should have dinner, first." I paused and grinned at her. "Unless, of course, you want to give me my present early."
She said, "Well, I was considering it, so I brought your present with me."
"Huh?" I said, confused, "But I thought you were my present?"
She smiled and reached into her bag and brought out a small, wrapped box. "I am, but this is also your present." The box was very light, but I could tell there was something inside. Tearing off the wrapping paper, I opened the box to find a black satin choker with a crystal hanging from the front. I looked up at her and said, "I'm not sure this goes with my outfit."
She laughed, and looked into my eyes. "That's your present. When you put that on my neck, I will become yours. I will do everything you tell me. I will be yours completely until the choker comes off."
Suddenly, I felt the weight of what I was doing, and it didn't seem like such a game anymore. I looked at her and said, "Is this really what you want?"
"Please." I took the choker and tied it around her neck. I felt like I should be saying something symbolic. Something deep and meaningful, but all I could think of was, "Thank you."
She smiled at me and said, "Thank you for accepting my gift," and she paused for a second, "Master. I will do anything you want to make this the happiest birthday you have ever had." As she said the word "master" she seemed to relax. And she seemed to almost glow with excitement. Although I had given a lot of thought to fantasizing about my birthday with Taylor as my slave, all of my plans had started in the morning. I was a little thrown off by starting early.
"I like having you call me 'Master,'" I said. "From now on, whenever we are alone, or if I direct you to, you will call me 'Master.'"
She smiled at me. "Yes, Master." At that point, the waiter stepped up to take our order. Looking over the menu, I said, "I'd like two glasses of champagne for us to start with, and, I'd like to ask, it's June, but your menu says you have fresh oysters. Are they flown in?"
"Yes, sir, and, just to put your mind at ease, I had some at the start of my shift." He laughed, "So, not only can I say that they are excellent, but, if you see me collapse, you'll have enough time to get to a doctor."
"Fantastic. We'll take a dozen of the oysters to start, and then we'll each have the lobster. If you wouldn't mind cracking the claws and the tail before you bring them over, we'd rather not have to use the bibs. And, with the lobster, if you could ask the sommelier to pick out a nice, dry pinot grigio, that would be great."
"Of course, sir." With that, he took the menus and left me alone with my new slave. The time ordering had given me a chance to think. I turned to Taylor and said, "First, I'd like for you to go to the bathroom and bring me back your panties. Use the bathroom at the front, by the bar."
Even though Taylor had a exhibitionist streak, I could see that she was a little uncertain about walking through the crowded bar in that dress. As she wavered, I said, "You're not thinking about disobeying me, are you?" She laughed, "Not a chance."
