There she was in her little short black dress diamond collar necklace, earrings and sparkling shoes, at her brother's wedding, she felt she had to attend. Her red hair piled in curls atop her head with wispy curls framing her oval face. She hated weddings because the people around her "loved ones and friends" either wanted her to marry or didn't understand that she was quite happy having a busy career and a happy sexual life, full of freedom, sexual adventure and experimentation... She wanted no part of this whole settling down thing people talk so much about; even though she preferred to be with only one special man at a time, someday he would come along and perhaps it was her Master.
The ceremony was in a park overlooking a beautiful Japanese style garden, it was beautiful and serene. Today they were releasing butterflies in the park so as the reception was slowing down she stepped away taking her shoes off and feeling the blades of grass between her toes as the butterflies softly landed on her shoulders, her finger tips and even on her nose. As she was enjoying the quiet beauty of the day she felt strong arms wrap around her waist, startled at first, she turned her head and who else could it be but her MASTER. He whispered, "What are YOU doing here?"
"My brother just got married today up there," She said, "I am here for his wedding and the reception, what brings you out here?"
"I was helping tag and release the butterflies that seem to love playing around you," he replied, "Come with me." He pulled her hand and quickly she followed him into a tiny gardener's cottage and he said, "We have time for training."
She stood up and ran toward the door, "I have to get back my family will look for me," she explained.
"Oh no," he said insisting that she stay, as she tried to run away again, he turned her over a work table. He threw her skirt up above her waist and pulled off his belt and spanked her pale white rounded ass with his hand and said, "If you act like a brat, I will treat you like one." She giggled, as he pulled down his trousers and pushed deep inside her, the giggling stopped and her moaning began She was playfully pulling away and he spanked her ass again. She would not tell him how much she enjoyed this romp but it was so much fun to her. He pounded her deeper as the terracotta pottery on the table rattled with each thrust of her his and her moaning joining into the sounds like music in a symphony.. Her hand wrapped around his taunt muscles as he held tightly onto the table with each thrust. She felt the power of her Master both in his muscles and with each thrust. His hands let go of the table and turn her around as he sits her on the edge of the table. He unbuttons her buttons and hang her breasts over the top of her black lacy bra holding them there for him to devour as he pulls her ass to his waiting cock time and time again lunging forward she has her arms around his neck and his mouth has licked and tasted her ample bosoms. He lies her back on the tabla and has her thighs on his shoulders and his licks her and kisses the very wetness he created in her. As she is lying back a beautiful monarch butterfly lofts down and sit on the tip of her hardened nipple. He looked up and said, "see even they know where the sweet stuff is, he kissed her nipples and her lips.
Then she heard it, "Brandy, Brandy where are you?" Her family began to call for her.
She quickly jumped up and asked, "Master, may I go to my family?" Pulling herself together quickly she stepped back into her shoes and out of his world back into hers.
Smiling, "Yes," he answered. He was pleased she had learned to ask him, first before she ran out to meet them.
She ran out the door and called, "I am over here." And she walked toward them, returning to the reception area. Butterflies parting in the air as she walked past them. She went back to the reception and all the usual events she smiled and enjoyed the family.
Then as she looked up who should be there but her Master. "Hello, please excuse me but Miss Brandy dropped a glove on the lawn." She blushed as red as the flowers in the bouquet.
Her mother approached him he was tall light haired and handsome, he had a boyish charm about him,"Oh, how kind of you to return it to her," she said, "Brandy how do you know this young man?"
"This is Thomas," she explained, "he works with me and he's my boss."
"Oh my," her mother said, "It's so nice to meet you."
"Won't you join us and have some refreshments, perhaps dance with Brandy?" her mother inquired.
"It would be my pleasure especially since my ride seems to be distracted, I find myself without a way home," he said.