The mall was crowded this evening. She could tell by the cars that filled every slot in the parking lot. A glance over at Him told her that He was getting irritated at not finding a space right away. Oh how she knew He hated to wait. The heat of the summer night clung to her tanned skin as she scanned the lot for a space. As she looked, her thoughts ran back to earlier in the day. A grin spread over her features and a blush rose from her chest all the way up through her face.
When they got home from their daily walk, she was exhausted. Sometimes she feared that she wouldn't be able to keep up with her Master. His tall frame afforded His legs to stretch and glide with each step. On the other hand, her small body only allowed her two steps for every one of His. She struggled to keep up at times, but jogged if she had to endure the pace. Once back at the house, she panted as she stretched her weary limbs.
As He did the same, His eyes never stopped watching her with interest. "Did that wear you out?" He snickered.
Through labored breaths, she nodded. "Yes Master, You certainly were quick today. I wondered if I would be able to catch You or if I would have to settle for eating Your dust."
She laughed as her breathing returned to a somewhat normal state. She bent down to give her strong calves a full stretch. Pulling her breasts tightly to her knees, she felt His long fingers wind around her ponytail. With a jerk, He pulled her head to look up at Him from low in her position.
"You look so good when you're trying to keep up with Me, and even better all sweaty and bent over in such a way."
Adding a hard slap to her high held ass with His open palm, He continued, "But now it's time you showered. I have plans for us this evening, and I can't have you looking all overexerted the way you do."
Another three smacks signaled His command ended as she winced with the stinging flush of pain.
"Yes Master, I shall not be long."
She didn't dare ask what His intentions were for tonight since her words would have been caught in her throat anyhow. His hand still held fast in her hair, He pulled her upright to brush His lips on hers. She wanted so to linger there, but as He released her, she rushed off without delay.
The first burst of hot water soothed her skin until she turned around. A squeal popped out of her mouth from the heat combining with the fire gracing her rosy lower cheeks. Her hands softly rubbed the feeling to pass. Slipping the soap around each crevice and curve, she hummed softly. He loved the way her melodies echoed off of the tiled walls. She didn't know the tune that escaped, but it sounded light and airy. As the shampoo dripped into her wet palm, she smiled. Her life was good and it was all because she was His. Small moments to herself like this gave her the chance to reflect on her fortune to be His submissive. Nowhere in the world would she rather be than in His house, in His service, in His life.
The shampoo clung to each finger that she rubbed to lathering foam. Her hands ran through each strand of hair until all were coated and soapy. Her eyes were closed tight in fear of getting the dripping bubbles into them. Since her humming increased in volume to compensate for the blasting water, she didn't hear Him enter the bathroom. He rolled up His sleeve and reached inside the steaming fog. One hand crept neatly behind the shower door to caress the still red handprint on her ass. His palm rubbed until it perfectly matched the imprint, and then He squeezed hard. The skin pinched in His powerful grasp while she gasped and nearly opened her eyes.
He cooed, "Just wanted to see what sort of print it left after the hot water soaked it love. I heard your sweet humming and had to have a listen. I'm off to the other room, but please continue your song so I may listen through the partly open door."
She smiled toward the sound of His voice since her eyes were pressed shut tight against the soap. He then turned and left. A sigh from her followed His exit. Figuring she had washed her hair enough, she rinsed and leaned against the wall. Water jetted from the spout, calming her enough to step out.
As she wrapped her body in the large soft bath towels, she heard Him riffling through her closet. He was grumbling something about not finding what He searched for. She wasn't sure if she should offer help or not, and decided to leave Him to it. He would yell for her if He needed assistance. As she combed the knots from her long dark brown soaking wet tresses, she again hummed a soft new tune. She started the blow drier and held it to her head. Each strand blew wildly around until she moved it to another section.
When she turned it off, she heard Him bellow, You're clothes are laid out for you. Get them on and leave your hair down tonight. You know how I like it. I'm off to shower now. Be ready before I finish."
She called after the closing door, "Yes Master, thank You, I will."
Lotion squirted out from the long bottle into her palm. She held it to her nose and inhaled deeply the warm vanilla sugar scent. It was new ~ a gift from Him since He knew how she so loved vanilla. He knew her so well. She smoothed it on every inch of her flesh and again hummed a familiar tune. When finished, she brushed her teeth and cleaned up behind her.
She traipsed out to the bedroom to find His favorite sundress lying across her pillow as if she were once in it and somehow evaporated ... leaving only the dress behind. She quickly noted that no stockings, no panties, no bra and no garter were to be found, only the dress and a pair of blue heels. Those heels matched the thin-strapped dress to perfection. She smiled at His taste and slipped it over her damp form. On her pillow, a thin band of gold laid waiting. Upon it, a tiny heart dangled engraved with the words, My pet. She loved seeing that there. She stood before the full length mirrors to check the dress's fit. It clung just so in all the right spots. Flaring out with a dancing outfit style, she twirled to see it fly above her hips and reveal her neatly shaven mound beneath. She twirled faster and faster until she heard His applause boom out from behind her. He chuckled and crossed to her.
Taking her in His arms as the room spun before her, He said, "You are indeed a vision in that dress My darling. How that color brings out the sparkle in your blue eyes. Just perfect."
The hot flames of a blush crept up her body as she whispered, "Thank You. You do have excellent taste anyhow, I appreciate the compliment."
His hands glided up her waist to her ample breasts. He took one in each hand and dug His fingers in through the thin material. She flinched, but only slightly as she sighed.
It was then that her dizziness subsided enough to take in His appearance to which she added, "And You look simply scrumptious this evening Master." His khaki pants and crisp white shirt gave His frame a relaxed, yet forceful appearance. She licked her lips and smiled wide.
