She was waiting for her Master to come home. She checked herself in the mirror, to make sure she was presentable: Heels, the light-weight short skirt he liked with the white silk thong underneath, white matching bra, and a soft light blue silk blouse. Her make-up was done to perfection: Not too much, just a hint of color on her cheeks and lips. And then there was her hair! She had long, long red hair. It fell in a glossy cascade down her back, reaching down to her ass. She loved it, and she knew He did too. And tonight, it was at its best, all glossy and free. "Yes," she thought, "Master will be pleased".
She went into the hall, standing at the end opposite the front door, ready to drop to her knees and greet Him when he entered. It was almost time, and her heart was racing, as it always did. It was incredible to her that she had so recently discovered where true happiness for her lay. She would never have guessed, even six months ago, that she would feel so fulfilled in serving a man. Indeed, she had always seen herself as strong and capable: In fact she was, and almost everyone who knew her thought that was the reality of who she was. But He had seen through that. Seen the desperate need inside her to be cared for, her desperate desire to be able to give up the responsibility and just obey, serve, in return for being cared for totally. She blushed as she remembered her early disobedience, her fear of losing herself...What a silly girl she had been! In fact, in giving herself to Him, she had finally found herself.
She heard the key in the lock, and snapped out of her reminiscence, ready to focus herself on her Master and His needs. As the door opened, she fell gracefully to her knees, her head bowed, her hands behind her back. She heard the door close, and then there were his shoes in front of her. She bowed lower, silent, awaiting His greeting.
"Hello, my pet. You may stand."
She rose to her feet, her head still bowed, until he put a hand on her chin and raised her face to look at Him. He was smiling, a small, warm smile that melted her heart.
"Do you know what today is, my pet?"
"No, Sir...Except that it is Wednesday, of course."
"Today is the six month anniversary of our first meeting, my pet! And, in celebration, I think we shall do something very special, something that will take us to a new level. Do you wish this? Are you ready to give even more of yourself to me?"
She wondered what He meant. What could there be beyond what they already had? And yet, if there truly was more, she knew she wanted it! "Master, you already own me, body and soul. Whatever you wish, is yours to command."
"Very good. Follow me." He led her into the kitchen and put his case on the table. He turned and walked slowly around her, examining her carefully. "You have done very well, my pet. Your dress is impeccable, your make-up perfect. However, what I have in mind will be better done without the clothing, so please, remove it for now."
She nodded, wondering what He had planned, and slowly began to remove her clothing. She unbuttoned her blouse and peeled it off, then undid her bra. As she slid that down her arms, her breasts came free, swinging slightly as she moved. She felt his eyes on her and smiled, feeling wanted in a way no one else had ever made her feel. He always made her feel beautiful and desirable, and in return she let him feast his eyes upon her whenever he wanted.
She undid her skirt and carefully stepped out of it, folding it and adding it to the pile of her blouse and bra. Then she slowly slid her thong down her legs. Standing back up, she stood at attention for his approval.
His fingers traced lightly over her face and down onto her neck. "Whose face is this?"
"Yours, Master"
*He ran his fingers down over her breasts, grazing the nipples, making them jump to life. "And these wonderful breasts?"
