It is Monday morning and a package is delivered to your office addressed to you. As you open the package with no return address of any kind the first thing you see is the photo of the cum faced girl. Now you know who sent the package as you pull out the picture and slide it quickly in your drawer so one can see it. Next you see a white sateen blouse, a black skirt, thigh high black, a tall pair of spiked heels looking to be around five or six inches high tall and last a pair of panties that looks like it has a vibrating egg sewn just where your clit may touch the panty. Below the cloths is an airline ticket to San Diego for Friday night and a note. "Bitch you know you are all gooey right now think of how gooey you will be this weekend. See you by the baggage pickup pillar "C" and only where what I sent you. You may bring your tooth brush if you wish but nothing more."
After reading the note you shut the box real quickly putting it under your desk so that you do not give anyone a reason to ask what is in the box and who is the box from. You sit there for a second thinking Patrick is such an ass, shit who does Master think he is? What Master no get that out of my mind Patrick knows I will not go and see him. He is a great guy and if I was not married hmmm. No stop let me send him a nice e-mail politely saying no way sorry.
My dear Master (should I say Master or Patrick) I am sorry but you know I cannot join you I have plans. I what to (no do not type (what to) I mean I have so much going on that it is imposable. Sorry but I hope you understand.
Fluffy
You hit send and think shit why did I sign it as fluffy my slave name I should have signed my real name to make my point. Well back to work and you open the draw to get your paper work out with the cum face staring at you. You work on your paper work drinking some water as you do which after a while you feel you have to go to the bathroom.
Before you go to the bathroom you kick the box under your desk and think did Master reply. Opening your yahoo to see nothing but junk, shit I am sure he has read my e-mail by now. Kicking the box again your mind go back to the picture in the drawer. Ok picture I hear you yes I will bring you to the bathroom. So you slide the photo in a folder making sure no one sees it and off you go.
Once in the stall sitting down you stare at the picture as your bladder lets go. The stories of Master and the golden showers come so clear in your mind. Crap what is he thinking you cannot help but touch yourself after peeing and touch your very tingly clit. Your mind turns in to a theater of movies all of bondage and cum. every movie is going at fast speed, cum flying all over and all of the cum seems to land on you. You look down and now see your face in the picture all full of cum. Aww you cum and your voice echoes in the stall. Shit did anyone hear me? Dam Master why did he do this to me.