I received the envelope. Inside was just an address and what they wanted. I normally wasn't shocked by the wants they had but this time was not like the times before. I sent him a text telling him that it would be no problem as long as he could deliver a bit more.
As soon as I got the text back saying he agreed, I got ready, carefully picking out what to wear, how I did my makeup and hair. I chose an outfit that was a dress that looked like a teacher would wear with a pair of heels and the matching black lacy panties and bra. I wore just a necklace and one ring as extra pieces. My makeup was more natural with a bright red lipstick.
I looked one last time in the mirror before I walked to my car to make the drive I had done many times before. He only lived about 15 minutes away but tonight felt like it was never ending. Could I really play out this fetish of his?
Oh well! It's too late now to back out. There was too much at stake to turn around and text him I had changed my mind.
That's when I saw his driveway and knew it really was too late. I parked my car and headed to the door. I knew where the key was to get in, so I put the key in the lock and turned it. He wouldn't get here for a little longer. So I started prepping for his fantasy come true.
I walked to the kitchen and pulled out one of the frozen meals I premade for occasions like this. I warmed up the oven so the scent could start floating in the air around the house.
Next, I went upstairs to the bedroom. This wasn't the room he slept in, it was a room we used for his play time. I set out the toys he liked using on me; rope, whip, crop, candles, and the stinger.
He never was romantic about it. This arrangement benefitted us both in many ways. I was not one who could be with only one person for very long but I had only been with him for much longer than normal because of the benefits. Tonight however would change our arrangement for better or worse.
"Honey I'm home!" I could hear him clearly. "What's cooking? It smells delicious."
"I'll be right down Dear," I said as I looked around to make sure everything was ready. He didn't care about most details as long as he got his wishes made true. I took a deep breath and walked towards the stairs.
"How was your day?" I ask as I pull the meal out of the oven and start serving.
He comes up behind me grabbing my waist and turning me around. "It just got a whole of a lot better," he says as he brings his lips to mine. His tongue is dancing with mine as I wrap my arms up around his shoulders holding on as if I might fall if I don't keep him like this.
When we part, I grab up the plates and take them to the table so we can eat. Minutes feel like hours as we make idle chit chat. His hands caress my thigh with promises of what is to come but all I can think about is trying to stay calm. We finish eating and I put the plates in the sink and head up the stairs as I always do.
I can hear him following behind me. His eyes watching my ass as my hips sway back and forth. My curves have always made men stare there as I walk. Them birthing hips. My worst nightmare and men's greatest fetish. I kneel on the ground in front of the bed. I wait for his directions.
He pets my head, "Good girl. Are you ready for tonight?"
"Yes Sir," I say more confident than I feel. I know the answer pleases him. My anxiety is high but I want what he wants too. "Can I take off my dress or is that for you?"
He grabs the chair and pulls it closer so he can watch my every movement. I know this means I am to undress slowly for him. I wait until he has settled in to start. I always keep the remote nearby so I can play music in the background. I reach for it to hit play before I start his show.
As the music comes on, I start to stand so I can sway as I undress. The song I recognize as "Tainted Love" by Marilyn Manson. I exaggerate the movement of my hips as I reach back for the zipper. The arms of the dress slide down my shoulders revealing hints of my black lacy bra. My breasts are just a handful but this bra makes them look more succulent and fuller for people to watch. I turn, so my back is facing him this time as the dress falls to my waist. All that's holding the dress from exposing the matching black lace panties is my hips but I won't let that last for long. I spin to show him my front and shove my breasts in his face and shake them. I feel his hand traveling up my back very softly. It makes a trail of sparks as it gets closer to the hooks holding the bra in place.
I suddenly feel his wet lips on my lower tummy as he bites my dress to give it a tug down. He releases the dress from his mouth as his hand unhooked the bra. The bra drops to my elbows hanging by a thread as the dress finds its way to the ground. He growls at me right before he nips my belly. I let out a moan on the exhale, telling him I liked it.
He grabs my hands and walks me backwards towards the bed. Somewhere along the way the bra had been left to fall to the floor, leaving me in just those lacy panties. He pushes me onto the bed and utters only one word. "Stay."
I don't dare to defy him, so I wait patiently. I watch his every move. He gracefully removes his shirt in one fair swoop. He looks like a Greek God. Dark and handsome was made to describe him in as few words as one could, but would never fully do him justice. I let out another moan as he grabs for his belt. The moan acting as a plead for them to let him free of that constraint and be as bare as I was.
He walks to the dresser that contains his toys. I see him pick up the rope and candles. Before he lets his pants drop, he grabs something from his pocket. It must be the lighter for the candles. He has candles in red, purple, and black. I feel the moistness between my legs. My anxiety from earlier was fading away. Why worrying now, when that God is about to turn you inside out?
"Move back and arms up," he commanded. I obeyed. My reward for obeying was him taking that rope and trying me to the headboard. Seconds passed as I see him light the first candle. My entire body feels like every bit is being shocked as my anticipation increases. He kneels on the bed above me, letting that first bit of wax drip onto my belly where he nipped me earlier. A small reminder of what he had already done to me.
He leans down to bite me some more as the next drip hits my skin. First its hot, then becomes like it is part of me right as I feel his teeth bite me. I moan my pleasure. The intensity of this encounter will only increase as we go. He continues the drip and bites until I think I can't take it anymore. Before I know it that first candle has burnt out and the wax is covering my stomach. He inches down to start his assault on my inner thighs.