"Hi, this is Raine from the store the other night. I hope you remember me. My..uhm...friend is coming in to town Thursday - will you be able to meet us then? Call me..." Raine hung up from leaving the message on Keely's voice mail. She hadn't stopped thinking of her since that night in the dressing room.
When Raine told Sir about it, He smiled and then said, "She did take customer service to a whole new level!"
Raine laughed – He can always make her laugh. He makes her smile inside and out – her body has never felt so alive since He's been caring for in His special way.
Raine's phone rang about an hour later from an unrecognized number. "Raine?" she asked.
"Keely?"
"Yes, it's me! And Thursday is absolutely perfect! I'm closing the store that night and the other girl is a total ditz - she'll do anything I say - including leave if I want her to. So come by the store and we can leave from there!"
Raine agreed and set the time, then immediately called Him and told Him. He said, "You did well, pet. I'm looking forward to it."
God, how she loved how His voice sends warm currents throughout His body.
Thursday arrived and, as usual, He drove Raine insane all day. She wasn't to be wearing a bra or panties under her dress and all day long she was dripping from what He had her do – but she wasn't allowed to cum. He told her that He could have her morning playtime but couldn't cum.
Raine made the mistake of saying, "What's the point?"
He laughed that wicked laugh and told her that now she MUST play and get close at least twice and at the third time get up and shower and dress for work. She was so edgy while she put on her green and blue print dress with nothing underneath and managed to do her hair and makeup – shaking and aching with need. She went to work and between phone calls and text messages, He drove her to a quivering mess.
Raine went to pick him up at the hotel. He pulled her hair to one side and took a kiss so wild she could barely stand. She could never fully describe what being kissed by Him does to her – but He knows it. He took her against the wall and kissed her again – passionately, taking everything – giving everything – in His kiss.
"Who owns that pussy, Raine??" He asked.
"You do, Sir," she quickly replied.
"You're aching and dying to be touched, aren't you, Raine? You desperately want to come for me right now, don't you? You're dying for it, body quivering for it." As He talked, He lightly touched her sides, her nipples through the dress, her neck. He had this way of mixing it up – His voice can be stern and His fingers feather-light, or voice and fingers stern, or both light, her body never quite knowing what to expect – but always thrives on what He does to her.
"Yesssssssss, please Sir, let me come. I'm dying for it, needing some release, pleaseeeeeeee, I beg you. Touch me where you own me, Sir," Raine pleaded.
He leaned in and whispered, "I am, Raine, I own ALL of you!"
Raine nods in agreement and whispers that He does.
"But I know what you need, darling, you need this."
And with no warning at all, He slips 2 fingers up inside her sending her over that edge so fast that she didn't see it coming. Shattering all over His fingers, she vaguely heard His words, "Come, Raine, NOW!!! Come all over my fingers."
Her bones leaving, her muscles spasming, her blood boiling, she explodes and explodes, unable to stop the currrents that are washing through her body.
"Who owns you, Raine? Who owns ALL of you?" He asked.
"You do, Sir, you do," she whimpers the response hardly able to talk. He held her right there and sweetly kissed her lips and face as her breathing tried to get more even.
Then He allowed her to freshen up a little bit more and they left to go to the mall.
He knew Raine was nervous and talked to her the whole time, invoking the fantasy, not necessarily removing the nervousness, but arousing her enough so it pushed it on the back burner. He smiled knowing that His little slut would do all He wanted denying him nothing.
