"You're late."
"I know Mistress I will assume the position for..."
"Now dear sir, as I recall I am the one who says when and where punishment is given, correct?"
"Yes Mistress."
With her back still turned to him, she walks into the bathroom leaving him standing, waiting like a puppy that has been scolded. Walking back into the room carrying chilled champagne and a bucket of ice she says in her always-seductive voice, "Take off your jacket, lay it on the rack and sit in the easy chair." Doing exactly as told not asking any questions he sits down just as she is placing the bucket with the champagne on the side table next to the chair.
"Long day my dear sir?"
"Yes Mistress."
She smiles in delight that he has finally learned to address her questions with only yes and no replies. Walking around the back of the chair her hand running slowly across the arms and ever so slightly touching him as she does, she feels his body react to her touch. "I thought today was a casual day at the office for you?" she inquires.
"Yes it was.
"So why the suite and tie my dear?"
"I know how Mistress enjoys a man in business attire."
"I see, so you have had this evening on your mind all day then?"
"Yes Mistress."
A grin comes over her porcelain face thinking of how fun it is going to be this evening with him. Still standing behind him her hands run down his shoulders around his neck loosening his cumbersome tie and collar button. As she leans, her long red curly locks surround his head and he takes in a breathe of her scent. "There much better" she whispers in his ear. "I suppose your thoughts have run wild today of what was in store for you this evening. The thoughts of what I will be dressed in; how you will be treated. All these thoughts causing your heart to race, I bet you even kept a hard on most of the day didn't you darling..." She giggles as she walks from around the chair to the bed, her dirty mind thinking of how he must have had this gigantic bulge all day. The looks he must have got and how embarrassing it was for him to know people were staring at him. The candle lit room made her skin even more radiant and as she sat down on the bed her wrap opened just enough to expose her bustier that had her breasts pushed; it seemed, all the way up to her throat. Knowing this, she played it for what it was worth with Clark, because she had taken extra special care this evening with getting ready, she took care to check her stockings, making sure they were straight by running her hands up the length of her shapely leg one at a time. When she would get to her thighs, she would kind of massage them, teasing Clark, showing him what was to come little by little. As she crossed her legs, she looks over at Clark and sees him sitting in what seemed agony, so she smiles and says, " My dear darling what is wrong?"
"Nothing Mistress."
Knowing he is lying but loving how he is trying to hold his composure, she nods and stands back up and walks back over to him.
"Now my dear Clark, you must not lie to Mistress, you remember the punishment for lying."
"Yes Mistress".
Hearing her remove something from within the toy chest, a slight smile comes over him. "Seeing as this is a special day I will forgive you this once and besides you are just too adorable, so dear darling are you ready to begin". He always finds it humorous that she asks that, knowing that she has total control over him and has no need to ask. As she comes back in front of him, her wrap gone her nipples barely covered and actually sometimes slipping out of her bustier, she stands legs slightly apart in-between Clarks legs. She feels his legs trembling but continues with her plan. "I have been thinking that since you have done so well lately that you deserve to be rewarded, so tonight dear darling I am going to be at your beck and call or call girl, if you please."
Still standing astraddle him he looks at her and says, "Oh Mistress how generous of you. I thank you."
"You are welcome, now Clark what is it that you desire first?"
