After having dropped her kids off to spend the night with their friends, she rushed home wondering what this night would hold. As she entered the house, she immediately went to kitchen to pour herself a drink that would hopefully calm her nerves. She then practically ran with drink in hand to her computer hoping that her inbox contained a clue for tonight in her next assignment. She had no idea what was going to happen tonight as she was simply complying with the assignments that he made of her.
She completed her assignments as quickly as she could so that he would be pleased and so that she could receive another assignment as each new assignment pushed her and her imagination farther and farther. Since reconnecting with him, she has been on a roller coaster ride of emotions and feelings. It had been a long time since she felt so desired and sexy while the guilt would occasionally rise to the top, it generally was at bay due to the excitement of it all. She could not remember the last time that she felt so desirable and sexy.
So far no assignment, but her drink was empty and as she refilled it, there was a knock on the door. She froze when she heard the knock, not knowing which way to go. Whether to run and hide or open the door with the hope of what may be on the other side. She did not run and hide but before moving toward the door she drank half of the scotch that she just poured in to her glass. As she opened the door, she found a woman at the door with a box for delivery. As she signed for the package, she noticed how attractive the woman was and was a little jealous until she realized that this woman does not have someone that made her feel safe and protected like she does. As she closed the door, her mind raced with what could possibly be inside it. She sat the box on her bed and opened it to find multiple packages numbered indicating which box should be opened first.
Box #1: The box was marked "#1: For Little One" and inside a hand written note read and my black choker:
Little One,
I have longed for this night as I hope that you have. You have pleased me beyond my wildest expectations. I hope that this continues with tonight's activities. Before the night begins, I want to be clear on the rules which you are free to except or reject. If you reject, then the night is over and you should not open any further boxes. If you accept, then the night has just begun and the places I intend on taking you are intended to cause you to let yourself completely go.
The rules:
a. You are to completely surrender to me and comply with my requests trusting that I will not let anything happen to you but that I will push you beyond your limits as you know them
b. Your body is now mine and I will do with it what I want for my pleasure which will bring pleasure to you
c. If you can not or will not comply with my requests, then say the word "rosebud". At that point, the date is over, I will remove my choker and will return you to your house.
If you can agree to these rules, then you may wear my choker that is contained within this box and proceed to opening Box #2.
If you can not agree to these rules, then I am sorry for wasting both of our time and you may not wear my choker.
As she sat holding his black choker in her hand, she pondered the rules and what the potential for accepting them or rejecting them. She certainly wanted to accept the rules but hesitated when thinking of whether she could so explicitly trust this man. She is not sure she could trust anyone to extent that he is requesting. She could simply reject them and go back to her computer for playful banter with family and friends always wondering what might have happened. Wondering if she would have ever let herself go so completely. Wondering if she would embarrass herself or humiliate herself in that moment. She sat there in the silence of her house with only her breath and the sound of ice shifting in her glass as she sipped her drink wondering whether she could accept his rules.
No one had ever been baldly enough to ask for complete surrender or more accurately demand it. Always a polite suggestion or a hint leaving the ultimate decision to her. The more she thought of surrender, the shallower her breath became and the more her body reacted to the possibility of what it would be called on to do to him, for him, as his. As she became more aware of her bodies reaction, she understood that at some base level she had to do this. She had to allow herself the opportunity for letting herself completely go. She could always say the word that ended the night and returned her to the safety of her home. Although at the same base level, she did not think that she could so abruptly and prematurely end the chance for complete surrender as this man had touched a part of her that was so deep she did not know it existed. As this man brought this part of her closer and closer to the surface, she felt like she was becoming the confident and sexy woman that he saw in her.
In one final drink, she finished the remainder of the scotch in the glass and put the black choker around her neck tighter then the average woman would wear it knowing that is how he liked it. He wanted her to know that with that too tight choker that he was there with her. This felt different then before as if her surrender had made the choker even that much more meaningful to both of them. She went to the mirror to see how it looked on her and as she saw it, she heard him say "Exquisite". She smiled and went back to her packages to find the box labeled #2 with the understanding that she was completely surrendering herself to this man for his pleasure bringing her pleasure.
Box #2: As she opened the box, her hands were trembling wondering what it contained. In the box was another hand written note and a candle:
Little one,
You continue to please me. I am honored that you would trust me so much to allow your surrender to me.
In this box, you will find a candle to light as you bathe in preparation for tonight.
Please make yourself a drink, light this candle, and draw yourself a bath. Relax and imagine what your night holds for you. As you relax, play with your nipples or should I say "my" nipples as you are submitting yourself to me, for me, as mine tonight. You may not play with any other part of "my" body until directed to do so.
When you have finished this assignment, proceed to box #3.
Following his instructions, she refilled her drink and drew her a warm bath as the scent of the candle began to fill the room. Before entering the bath, she stepped to the mirror to put her hair up and to once again see the choker around her neck as well as the smile that it brought to her. She reluctantly removed the choker while bathing as to not damage it as if it were precious to her. She carefully set it on the counter so that she could see it from her bath and entered the bath while staring at the choker.
As she was relaxing in her bath with the fragrant smell of the candle, she could not help but wonder what was in box #3 nor what was going to happen tonight. The longer she thought the more excited she got with her body becoming flush and her nipples hardening. She instinctively moved her fingers to her nipples to play with them, gently rubbing and teasing herself as he had requested of her so many times before. The request never got old as it reminded her she was a sexy and desirable woman and that he wanted to play with her as such. She hoped that tonight her fingers would be replaced with his fingers and if she was a good little one, possibly his tongue and mouth.
She was not sure what excited her the most, the danger, the desire to please him, or the unknown as to what the night holds. Regardless, she could not wait to feel the constriction and the freedom of his choker on her neck again nor could she wait to submit herself to him, for him, as his.
As she exited the bath, she caught her reflection in the mirror which through his firm hand had helped her get off her ass and shed the excuses of the last 20 years. She had been working out daily at his direction for almost 2 months now and it showed. She liked her reflection more and more with each day, each workout, each assignment, and each day that she pleased him. He had given her the gift of her life in his ribbon that she wears with confidence, sexiness, and comfort in knowing he was there. She was free to live without the shackles of preconceptions, hers or others. Her mind was free to wander in places that had only been rumors until his arrival.
She had never felt so alive as she did at that moment, naked to the world but only because his choker was not around their neck. She put the choker back around her neck tight the way he likes it. She dried herself but could not help but wonder what was in store for his body. She put on a robe and went to find box #3.
Box #3: This box was larger then the boxes that she had opened so far although it was not heavy. As before, a hand written note was inside the box:
Little One,
I hope that you are not bored. I suspect that you aren't but as you know you can stop this at any time if you become bored.
Inside this box are the undergarments that I have chosen for you to wear to please me. Don't disappoint me.
Tonight you will wear your hair up so that I may freely access your neck for my pleasure but be aware that I may take it down as it pleases me. Prepare your hair and makeup in anticipation of a night out on the town so that I may show off my little one as I please.
Inside you will find:
Black Lace Bra
Black Lace Panties
Black Lace Garter Belt
Black Hose
