Richard woke Erica up whispering into her ear asking what kind of vacation that they should take. Richard had two weeks off and he wanted to take off somewhere and just be alone with his precious pet. Erica smiled sleepily and grinned as she remembered a fantasy she had always wanted to try but had never gotten the chance to act out. Her eyes glittered mischievously as she gazed into his, “You sure you want me to decide this??” He nodded, his eyes started to cloud with lust cause he knew what kind of mischief she pulled, and he loved it. Laughing she stroked his face, “Fine you go find us a place we can be alone, like a vacation cottage with a kitchen and everything and I’ll take care of the rest of the details, make sure there are shopping marts and the like with in driving distance we do not want to pack all our food in.” She smiled at him wanting to kiss him. “You might want to make sure that it’s all alone out there cause we would hate to have neighbors spy on us.” She got out of bed smirking, making him wonder what she had planned but loving her surprises because they were always good.
Richard put in his vacation notice that day and found a good spot just like she had requested, a friend of his had a vacation home on 5 acres of land out in the nearby forest the grocery store only 10 miles away so going shopping would not be that difficult should anything be needed. He called Erica up and told her everything was ready to leave in 6 weeks and found out she had everything all written up and was purchasing everything she needed that they did not already have and packing it in a suitcase and begged him not to look in it that she wanted everything to be a surprise. He good-naturedly agreed, not cause he wanted to be told what to do, but because he knew he would enjoy the surprise more. Erica rarely surprised him because she knew he did not like surprises, but when she did, he always loved it cause they always led to a fierce romp in bed.
That night he kissed her and tried to get her to tell him what she had planned and she would not budge. He knew he could order it from her and she would tell, she was his pet after all but the only answer he could coax out of her was, LOTS OF SEX so he kept his curiosity to himself.
Friday morning before they were to leave she handed him a grocery list, “Pick this up at the store on your way home from work love, I’ll have everything else ready to pack into the car, and unless you plan on complaining about it, I’m doing all the cooking while we are gone, part of my plan.” She grinned and kissed him on the lips lightly sending him off to work so she could put the last details together. Richard went to work already hard from anticipation even though he had made love to her that morning before they got up. He had a hard time keeping his mind on his work for the first hour until he put the whole thing out of his mind for the day. Erica called him a half-hour before he got off to remind him about the grocery list, cause she knew he would forget without a reminder. She knew him all to well, that he tended to forget things in his focus on work.
Richard came home to find a box of canned and boxed goods on the floor of the entryway along with two black suitcases and two red overnight bags. Erica came up, kissed him taking the groceries from him, and grinned. “Let me fill up the coolers and then you can pack the car. After that we can be on our way and Love, … no peeking.” She walked into the kitchen humming and he heard her packing coolers as he started taking things out to the car. When he came she handed him the large cooler, with a thoughtful look on her face, “They have cooking utensils right?? Because I think I am going to need to bring two bowls. I doubt they would have the right sizes there.” He laughed knowing she was going to make frog-eye salad for him the bowl she used being BIG but none ever went bad, it was too tasty. She was always obvious about some things.
After packing the car Richard locked the house up and climbed into the car, Erica was sitting in the passenger side seat in jeans, not her usual mode of dress, since he always preferred her to wear flowing skirts and dresses. He grinned and mock chastised her for her jeans to which she laughed and reached over and tweaked his nose and told him she loved him, she knew when he was joking besides he knew she would be changing the minute they got there, into her normal night attire. They drove not talking about her plans for the trip, the stopped and got a fast food dinner to eat while they drove, chatting about work and mutual friends and talking about the role-play online they both still did. Erica teased him that he was doing less RP when she was home and spending more time with her on his lap making love to her while she role-played asking her to cyber guys while he watched screwing her while they only got the fantasy of the character. Richard laughed and said he was guilty as charged, reminding her that she loved it as much as he did watching her blush cause he was right.
They got to the cabin after 3 hours of driving and started unpacking the car. Richard took everything in and told Erica to put it all away, Erica took the suitcases into the master bedroom with it’s California king sized bed and unpacked the two red overnight bags and changed into a flimsy chemise that went down to her ankles, her normal at home attire as he preferred her as natural as possible. After hiding the suitcases in the closet she walked out of the bedroom, Richard saw her and smiled, he had just finished unpacking the food and had started to make a quick snack of warmed up egg rolls with sweet and sour sauce. He walked over and stroked the silver collar she wore around her neck his initials engraved into the link right next to the clasp, the silver bosses looking more like a necklace then a collar but they both knew what it was, and she wore it proudly. He sighed stroking the collar gently, knowing she would feel it as if he was stroking all over her body, whispering he could not wait to spend time with his pet.
He backed her up against the wall, food momentarily forgotten as he slipped his hand between her thighs through the slit in her skirt, stroking her gently feeling her wetness knowing she wore nothing underneath her chemises per his orders. He stroked her until she was whimpering and then left to go eat, his fingers still sticky with her juices and ate, licking the crumbs off his fingers as well as her juices, just watching her, her back still to the wall still whimpering. He grinned and motioned for her to come, unsteadily she made her way over to him. When she got there he pulled her onto his lap nuzzling his nose into her hair asking what the plan was cause he was not going to wait anymore and he would have the answer now, or he would punish her. Erica’s eyes grew wide, punishment was usually him making her frantic with need and then rolling over and going to sleep with the order that she could not cum till he let her cum.
She looked up into his eyes, hers pleading, “Can I tell you tomorrow Master? Please wait, I have such things planned, and I do not wanna spoil the surprise.” He just grinned, normally she called him Love not Master, but he knew that it was one and the same coming out of her mouth. He shook his head telling her he wanted to know now, sighing and hanging her head she told him. She told him of the costumes she had packed in the big suitcases, and the scenarios she wanted to play with him, most of them she remained pet but ONE, just one had him worshiping her. He grinned and kissed her nose telling her it sounded fun, he then picked her up and took her to bed where he made love to her till she screamed with satisfaction.
The next morning she got up before he did and laid his costume for the day out and got into hers, wearing no under things because that is how he liked her. She then went into the kitchen to make breakfast. He woke up to the smell of breakfast cooking, a Mexican breakfast she had learned how to make which he loved, scrambled eggs with strips of sirloin cooked in a spicy chili sauce over the top. He grinned seeing his costume laid out for him and he put it on, the crisp Dockers, the white dress shirt, the old fashioned cravat and the stain jacket length bathrobe, his “smoking jacket” as some called it. He eagerly went into the kitchen to see her, her short black French maid’s uniform, the old “upstairs maid” dress that went to mid thigh, the thigh high fishnet stockings with her in two inch black heels. She had on a little half apron, and the neckline showed off her deep cleavage, he could tell she was wearing a strapless bra, the only under thing she normally wore. Her bras held her up but did not cover her nipples; for he loved to slide his hands up her shirts and caress them gently. Her hair was piled atop her head and a fetching little cap was tucked in her tresses.
Looking at the table he saw it set for one and just grinned and sat down. Smiling she sauntered over and placed his plate in front of him, bending over so that he saw down her neckline to see her bra. She giggled and got him some cranberry juice to drink along with his cup of tea and an orange already peeled and sectioned for him arranging things just so before stepping back and curtsying. “Is there anything else Master would desire before I go clean up?” Richard shook his head grinning and ate while watching her clean up. After he was done she came out and took his plate and cleaned up the breakfast mess his hand caressing her bottom as she cleared the table. “Oh no no, Master should not!” She adopted a French accent while she stepped back a twinkle in her eye, he knew it was all part of the role, she was his servant today, not his pet but yet always his pet. He grinned at her as she went into the kitchen to finish cleaning up.
Taking the paper he went into the living room to read, after things in the kitchen were clean she followed with a feather duster and started to dust the room, he just sat and watched her pretending to read. She dusted up high more often then not standing up on tip toes her bottom getting uncovered letting it peek out from under her dress as she dusted. Or she would get onto her hands and knees exposing everything as she dusted under things. He growled low in his throat, knowing that he was supposed to take her any time he wanted now, the few drops of her juices starting to drip out of her in anticipation of his actions was almost to much for him to handle. He was strong enough to not take her if he wanted, but he wanted her. He debated ignoring her and being a “honorable employer” just to torture her, but he knew she had planned all this with the intent of being taken, wanting him to make love to her, to make her submit to his will.
