Unlocking the heavy front door, Alicia set down her keys on the polished table and stepped into the hushed interior of their third floor condo. She pulled back the thick drapes and slid the glass door open that led to the spacious deck, allowing sweet fresh air and afternoon sunshine inside. Alicia turned back into the richly furnished living room, idly glancing at the wonderful art Mistress had chosen and saw the red light flashing on the answering machine.
Half expecting a bothersome message from a telemarketer, Alicia pressed the playback and was gratified to hear Her voice. "Hello pet. It's been a rather hectic day, that's putting it mildly. I've been handed a project for a special client...anyway...I'll be late. Go ahead and eat when you're ready, don't wait for me. Love you pet."
Closing her eyes, Alicia touched the silver choker emblazoned with D around her alabaster neck. Her voice was commanding and loving and she felt warmth spread inside, an obedience that always caused her pussy to tingle. She replayed the message again, just to hear Her voice and giggled to herself, as if she'd actually contemplate eating without Mistress. There were plenty of things to quickly fix when She would arrive.
Alicia sighed while sitting upon their enormous four poster bed, kicking off her shoes and carefully removing her pleated skirt, blouse and bra. Next to their designer bathroom, she stood by the full length mirror, cupping her pendulous breasts and lewdly tweaking the long nipples. When will She allow them to be pierced? She silently wondered. Turning slowly Alicia selfishly drank in the sight of her long legs and taut ass. Her see through panties were smaller than bikinis, two diaphanous triangles that barely covered her shaven vagina and derriere, connected by the skimpiest string of lace. In the shared dresser, Alicia pulled out a loose fitting tee shirt and ducked into it.
She padded barefoot into the kitchen, poured a cool drink, made a small snack to tame her hunger and plopped onto their huge upholstered couch. With the handy remote, she surfed through many of her favourite channels finally choosing an old black and white film. Alicia loved the director's romantic style, the lost art of lighting, expression and simple story lines. Fluffing up two of the enormous pillows, Alicia curled up, settling into the inviting cushions and promptly dozed off.
It was dark and musty and cold. Like some old Dracula movie she felt creeped out and looked for a way out. The ground felt like gravel and she climbed up the embankment of...what? A crater? Nearer the rim of this hole, the air was warmer and she crawled out into a humid jungle. Leafy tropical vegetation covered the space and above lush trees blotted out the harsh sun. Breathing in the fragrant flowers, Alicia felt reborn after being stuck below. She began to walk down what appeared to be a narrow path, green fronds tickled her skin, sluggishly realizing she was buck naked. The urgent need to pee became apparent and without a care in the world, squatted but the overhead twittering of monkeys made her hesitate, she couldn't go here, damn it. A deep guttural growl emanated from the forest and Alicia began to run from the tiger or panther or whatever kind of beast it was. As she ran, leaves whipped against her exposed skin, the thick vines seemed to grab at her feet, slowing her evasive progress and she knew it was a dream. All too familiar but still scary.
Suddenly Alicia was whisked away, the sensation was like being weightless and she was in a kitchen, the water faucet dripped then opened, filling the sink and reminding Alicia of her need to pee and wondered which direction the bathroom was in this unfamiliar house.
She felt a woman's touch, a soft palm caressing the back of her leg, long fingernails raking and teasing their way along sensitive thighs, lightly grazing the curve of Alicia's butt.
"Mmm...that's nice..." She murmured approvingly, not able to see the invisible woman. Warm lips pecked onto Alicia's cheek and she stirred awake.
Fast asleep on the comfy couch she hadn't heard Mistress Denise enter, quickly recognizing Her perfume and Her touch. "Hello pet...did you have a nice nap?"
"Oh...goodness..." Alicia intoned almost apologetically, bolting to sit upright and clearing the cobwebs.
"That's my good girl...my tired girl..." She smoothed away a misbehaving lock off Alicia's forehead and lightly kissed her awaiting lips.
"I...I...didn't hear you come in..." stating the obvious, "Are you hungry? Shall I make dinner?"
"No...I'm going to unwind with a glass of wine, had a bitch of a day. We'll eat later but for you..."
"Yes Mistress?"
"In the bedroom and keep your panties on."
"Yes Mistress. I'm glad you're home Mistress." Denise smiled as Alicia retreated into the bedroom. Her heart thumping that she could please her owner, Alicia quickly stripped off the spacious shirt, relieved her bladder and knelt in front of their bed. She slowed her breathing, patiently waiting, sitting back on her haunches, palms facing up on thighs, back straightened with breasts pushed forward and eyes lowered. She adored this position for Her.
Alicia didn't have long to wait as the lithe form of her Mistress sauntered in with the promised glass of Chablis, "Ah, there's My pet...such a good pet..." She murmured, the kneeling girl only saw Her bare feet while walking to the closet.
After a sip, the glass clinked upon the nightstand and Mistress prattled on about Her day while disrobing. Alicia listened intently, knowing She was carefully hanging each item of expensive clothing, as was Her habit.
