Theresa paused in the doorway of her apartment and looked around. The space was quiet, cool, and seemingly undisturbed. But, something wasn't right she could feel it as she slipped out of her shoes. Leaving her pumps by the door, she ventured into the space further. The apartment, shared with her fiancé, wasn't much bigger than her parent's living room back home. To her left was the glass and iron dining table, across from that lay the kitchen. In front of her was the living room, a coffee table matching the dining table along with a tan soft leather love seat sat in front of it. Along with an overstuffed red chair tucked in the corner along with a tall white bookcase, and beyond that the bedroom.
Her steps paused on the cheap beige carpet her pale pink lips pursed as her gaze moved around the area again. She took in the art on the walls black and whites of cityscapes and silhouettes along with small bursts of color from plant and celestial prints. Her gaze rested on the kitchen table. Her head tilted curiously at the folded piece of paper that sat on the glass surface. She walked over and stood just looking at it a small smile forming on her face as she picked it up.
Little One,
I know you have been working extremely hard recently with work and school. Tonight is about you Angel. I'm sure by now you've sensed something is amiss. Worry not, all is well. Come into the bedroom and sit on the bed. Your back to the door. You are not to make a sound beyond showing your understanding of what I ask. Understand Pumpkin?
Master
She couldn't help the mixture of giggles and eye rolling that followed. But the smile spread and stayed on her face as she placed the paper back on the table. "You're a goofball." She called to the empty room. Her tone sassy and playful as she made her way to the bedroom and did as he had asked. The bedroom was a little cramped but cozy. They had taken the time to ask management if they could paint the walls if they painted them back the renter's white should they move. The management had agreed. Calming sea blue walls greeted her as she walked in. Fading sunlight coming in through the blue and white curtains. Her eyes fell on the massive white bed before her. The debate between the two had been heated considering it took up most of the space in the room. But a compromise had been reached. King sized bed with storage drawers built in around the base. Her gaze moved to the nightstand on her side of the bed. It was junked up with several bookmarked books, her dream journal, and her small personal laptop compared to the clear surface on the other side, she felt the urge to make hers match. But she knew it wouldn't feel right otherwise also she'd completely forget wherever she'd moved them to. Theresa took a breath and sat on the bed, her gaze on the picture of the beach before her. It wasn't long before she felt the bed move behind her. She started to turn her head to look at him but her action was stopped by his voice.
"Don't move." The command gentle but stern.
A pout was visible as she complied turning her head back to face the wall. She soon felt his arms wrap around her and his body press against her back. Soft kisses starting at the top of her head and slowly trailing down toward her neck and shoulder.
"Good girl." Whispered against her hair. "You got my letter Little One."
Theresa nodded her head. "Yes Sir. Did you get my reply?" she questioned back.
A chuckle was her answer followed by a firm nip on her ear and neck. "You know how I feel about pouting and sass love." He muttered.
A smirk followed the nips as she nodded her head turning quiet now as his hands traveled lightly along her body slowly and gently rubbing along her stomach, arms and shoulder before moving to her chest. Giving them a firm appreciative squeeze before she glanced down to see his fingers slowly working the buttons on her shirt. His lips continuing down her neck to her shoulder as the shirt came loose. She shivered feeling his lips trail along the back of her shoulder, up the back of her neck, and across to the other. The kisses moving up her neck to her ear. She bit her lip but stayed still.
"I'm going to undress you slowly Princess understand?" his breath warm against her ear.
She nodded her understanding and moved her arms to slip the shirt off.
The kisses and teasing continued, Theresa was never allowed to turn her head and look at him. Kisses traveled just a little bit lower whenever a piece was removed. She sighed feeling his hands run over her skin. The coolness of the room making her nipples hard, which he seemed to enjoy lavishing with attention.
His fingertips rubbed and stroked her nipples slowly gently pinched and rolled the tips. Her back arched and eyes closed. A soft moan coming from her lips. "Babygirl, has missed Master's attention hasn't she."
Theresa nodded her head arching her back more to rub up against his palms. In reply, he gave her nipples a firm twist one way then the other causing her to groan. A whimper sounded from her lips as his hands and body moved away. A moment passed as she heard a drawer open and soon felt her glasses being taken off and placed on the night stand. "Wha-" She started but was cut off when she felt him slip something over her eyes. Her hands came up to feel the fabric of a sleep mask over her eyes.
"I know how you can be Sweet pea So, I've taken out a little insurance to make sure you don't ruin my plans." She could feel his body moving from the bed. It took her a moment to place where he was. She hesitated a moment when she felt his hands slip around her wrists and pull her up. "I've got you baby, just follow me."
"Yes Sir." She whispered following him step by step to wherever he was leading her. It only took her a second to realize they had moved into the bathroom. The tile cool beneath her feet. He disappeared. A curious frown formed on her face as she heard him moving around.
Soon the sound of water could be heard filling the tub along with the smell of coconut and limes. The frown soon changed to a smile. She felt his arms wrap around her again this time a soft kiss placed on her forehead, over her eyes, and along her cheeks before his lips finally brushed hers.
A happy sigh came from her. Her hands moving to hug him in return when she felt his hands clamp around her wrists. "No touch." He muttered against her lips. A soft grumble of protest followed along with a hard nip on her shoulder.
The small yelp at the nip soon turned to soft groans as she felt his hands return to teasing her nipples. A moan following when his lips and tongue took over. One hand slide down the front of her pants, soon, she felt his hand cupping between her legs. His thumb firmly pressed against her clit. Palm pressed against her lips. She groaned her body just starting to rock against his hand when his hand and mouth moved away. The sound of the water shutting off a moment later.
"Your bath My Queen." He said. A smile clear in his voice. "But first we have a few items that need to go."
Without another word, her pants and panties came off. Theresa couldn't help but shiver despite the stream trapped in the room. She felt his hands gently stroke along her sides and hips only to feel a soft scratch up her sides causing her skin to break out in goosebumps. The feeling of his fingers trailing lower and lower making her bite her lip. A second passed before she felt just the tip of one finger slide along her slit. The moan that followed echoed a little in the quiet of the room.
"There will be plenty of play time later." He answered his hand moved away to lead her into the tub.
She took a breath calming herself before she took his hand. She gasped as she settled into the hot soap filled water. It took her a moment to adjust before he pushed causing her to lay back. "Relax .I've got you." His voice soft and assuring.
She heard him sit down next to the tub and heard something open then close again, Theresa jumped feeling something slide along her skin. It took her a moment to realize he had dripped coconut oil on her. Her head was well out of the water on something squishy. "He went out and got me a bath pillow." She thought to herself as she felt his hands start to move along her shoulders and chest rubbing the oil in. Theresa smiled both at the attention and thoughtfulness. A soft sigh coming from her on occasion as she soon found herself quite happily in the middle of a massage.
"Thank you." She muttered when she felt his hands finally stop. She felt a gentle kiss on her lips in reply.
"I'll be back in a few minutes just relax dearest." Without much prompting she contently slid neck deep back into the warm water.
Minutes passed how many she didn't know or care. She had just gotten a much needed massage, was in a body of water, and had been told to relax. Not to mention she was feeling very loved and was fully enjoying the unexpected bit of appreciation. So when she heard the door open again, she couldn't help a small frown. The unspoken bell toll telling her that the soak was over.
Soon, she found herself safely out of the tub and being dried off with a warm towel. "You must have done something horridly wrong." She commented unable to hold her tongue any longer.
"Why do you say that?"
"Because you're drying me off with a warm towel."
Her reply caused him to laugh. "I can stop being kind if you wish..." as his voice trailed off she felt a smack on her ass. "Would you rather have that?" he asked. She could feel the light sting rising from the hit and couldn't help the smirk that formed on her face. She felt his fingertips move along the curve of her cheek and up her back lightly scratching.
"What does my little slut want from her Master?" his voice a whisper against her neck and shoulder.
