Sunday Morning.
I woke to strange noises. Raised voices, indistinct, mixed with the noise of out-board engines and then a louder throb of a ferry. I was in his bed in another house, the big house by the water. His right arm was across my body I found the hand and pulled it to my breast. I drifted a little, comfortable and warm. His body fitted mine in a loving spoon position. I drifted some more. I needed to plan the day ahead. He was well and truly hooked, but I needed to take him places that I needed to go rather than go places he wanted to visit and more importantly at my pace not his. As to letting him have a rest, well that was a no brainer. Plan 'A' was to get him to fuck me. Just how many times I could get him to fuck me was the question. I decided that three was the target. Plan 'B' was to get him to transit the B&D into S&M. I made a plan of action.
The clock radio alarm went off quite a while later and my plan to entrap him further fell into place. I felt his hand move then squeeze gently at my breast.
"Good Morning Jessica." He said after a few seconds. I guessed he had to remember my name.
"Good morning Master that feels nice," I gave his hand a reassuring squeeze, but kept still. "What time is it?"
"I set the alarm for ten, but that clock is a bit fast, so it's about ten minutes to ten. I think that if we want a big breakfast we will have to go to McDonalds again. I only have some cereals and bread for toast."
I would have to alter his shopping list now he had a grown woman to feed.
"Cereals and toast sounds fine Master." I adjusted my position a little and established that he had a morning erection.
"Master what should I wear on Monday evening when Mr. Smith and his slave come?" I distracted him a little.
"Something like you wore Friday, a formal business suit, a little make up, looking like a stern professional Lawyer would be just right Jessica."
He would get a professional all right. "How about my hair, I can wear it down in a pony tail, or in a braid, or up in a French bun. I will have to go home and set it this afternoon or it will be a wild woman, not a sophisticated one Mr. Smith will be meeting." I would look wild today as it was.
"Up in a tight bun then Jessica."
His erection was warm against my back. I kept very still, willing him to move first. I gave him some more line.
"Stockings and suspenders, or tights Master?" I asked sweetly.
"Stockings and suspenders are a bit saucy, but yes dark colored stockings."
"How about underwear, normal bra and panties or some sexy number?"
"Not sexy, just black, like you wore Friday."
"See through blouse or not?"
"Not see through."
"Buttoned to the throat and all done up?"
"Yes, like a mans shirt with long sleeves if you have one. White, crisp and looking starched."
I kept still, breathing normally while we had this bizarre conversation. I was sure his erection was hotter and larger against my back.
"Do you want to try out the things you have in the sail loft today. It would be awful if they broke." I gave him more line.
"Jessica they will take my weight so they won't break, but it would be an idea to check out the pulley system, it will only take a few minutes so there's no rush."
I gave him lots more line. "Master, I am getting turned on thinking about being strung up in front of another man. You can do it with me naked if you want." 'Sort the bones out of that master,' I thought.
"Are you sure Jessica? It's quite a big step to take and you have only been naked with lovers before."
There was a definite movement at my back his cock had twitched when I mentioned being naked. "Yes Master, I think that if you want to demonstrate the equipment then you had better order me to take my clothes off. The ball player was always having me do a strip for him, so I can do a good strip routine."
"Ok Jessica naked it will be, but only if he wants me to demonstrate the equipment."
The first fish had the bait now, I set the hook.
