She stoops to retrieve Her mail that lies on the floor and walks to Her desk. Putting Her bag down, She sits and while perusing Her mail thinks back to a few months ago. Back when She discovered She was a Domme. OK it was only on line, a cyber Domme, but still it was something She hadn't thought about before. She now has a collared submissive, again only on line, but the girl has brought back something She thought long dead. Emotions, love and the need to control.
She is suddenly brought back to reality by a strange letter. It seems to have been hand delivered as there is no stamp. Opening it She is intrigued. She pulls out a neatly typed letter, it address Her by name and has the following instructions.
Please be ready at 7pm on the 16th to be picked up.
Wear casually formal attire.
Dinner will be provided so don't bother eating please.
You will be picked up by a taxi that has been paid for and taken to a destination only the driver knows so don't bother asking him/her as he/she will not tell.
A bemused smile lights Her face, yet She is worried as to who might have sent the letter. No marks on it at all to give a hint as to its writer. Putting it aside She returns to the other letters and everyday life.
The 16th arrives and not knowing why She is dressed and waiting for the taxi to arrive. Still trying to figure out who it might be. She even asked Her submissive but she denied it being her.
The taxi arrives and She climbs in, single rose lies on the seat. She smiles as She lifts the perfect bud to Her nose and inhales it fragrance. She is definitely more intrigued.
The taxi pulls up outside a club She recognises as a BDSM club. Slowly She enters the club only to be met with by a cute female dressed in a very tight leather body suit with holes where her breasts and mound are.
"Ma'am, please follow me, Your room is ready," she says in a very deep raspy voice. As she leads Her to a room, She admires the nice firm butt. They stop and the leather-clad beauty opens the door.
Entering the room She is accosted by the scent of patchouli and dancing shadows play on the dark velvet curtains, made by candles placed strategically around the room She is lead to a table that has been set for two for dinner. Another rose sits in a vase of lead crystal. Two candlesticks sit either side of it. The table is splendidly set with very expensive crockery and cutlery. She waits, rather impatiently.
Soft music begins to haunt the air. A song that slowly registers in Her head. She smiles at the words, as it is the song Her submissive played for Her on the occasion of the girls' collaring.
"And when I look in your eyes
All of my life is before me
And I'm not running any more
'Cause I already know I'm home
With every beat of my heart
I'll give you my love completely
My darling, this I promise you"
Lost in the words, She jumps when She hears a voice next to Her.
"Mistress, may i serve You Your meal now?" a soft voice says.
Stunned, She looks down and sees, in all her reubenesque naked glory, Her collared submissive. Shocked and dying to jump up and grab her, She stops Herself. She realises that Her girl has gone to extreme lengths to make this night special. With all the control She can muster She says, "Yes girl please serve Me."
The submissive on hearing Her command, rises slowly. She reaches to a tray that is near her and takes the lid of the dishes of food. The rich aroma of the food seems to jump up and grab Her, She realises She is indeed hungry. Carefully cleaning the utensils she proceeds to place the meat and vegetables on Her plate. She places a napkin on Her lap, and softly leans in to kiss Her cheek. She next reaches for the champagne that has been chilling in ice. With expertise, she removes the cork, not spilling a drop. Picking up a flute, she checks to see that it is clean and free from chips and cracks. Satisfied, she fills it with the bubbly liquid, then commences to fill another.
"Mistress, may i please have the pleasure of dining with You?"
"I would be more than honoured if you did girl, please fill your plate and sit opposite Me." She says with a grin so huge.
The background music changes to soft classical music, soft and pleasing to the ears. The candles form teasing shadows over the naked body of Her girl. She looks appreciatively at her, knowing this night She will finally have what is Hers.
As they ate, the submissive explained that she had won a considerable amount of money, millions in fact. Having fixed up affairs at home, she planned this night and hopefully a lot longer, for weeks. Often came close to spilling the beans. She plans on spoiling her mistress if She will give her permission to do so. She smiles at Her girl and tells her that they will spoil each other, starting tonight.
As they eat dinner they chat about the things they will do over the next few weeks and generally enjoy each other's company. As the submissive cleans away the dishes and such she informs Her that she has a seat booked in the conference room below where an exhibition of Kinbaku-bi - meaning beautiful bondage. . They adjourn to the conference room, where Dominants and submissives a like are seated, and Her girl leads Her to Her seat. As She sits, Her girl goes of to get Her a drink. Looking around the room She sees that all the submissives are naked save for collars. Slowly reading the pamphlet supplied, She is amused at the concept of Kinbaku-bi. The japanese form of bondage which involves tying up the bottom in simple yet visually intricate patterns. The girl returns and gives Her a cold whisky and lemonade, she kneels beside Her and settles down to enjoy the show with Her. After the exhibition Her girl tells Her to please mingle while she readies the room she has booked for them to stay in. A bemused smile creeps on Her face as She watches her walk away. She mingles with the other patrons and compares notes and other interests. Upon returning Her girl sees Her still talking and kneels waiting beside the door. Some minutes later She walks to her and tells her she is ready to retire. Taking Her submissive arm they make their way to the room.
The room has also been beautifully lit with candles, and the oil burners seem to wave a scent around them. The girl walks Her to the centre of the room and asks permission to undress Her so She can be bathed. In a soft voice She commands Her girl to undress Her, but don't touch. The girl smiles at Her and very slowly and carefully removes Her garb, folding it and placing it on the chair. Leading Her to a bathroom that has been carefully prepared again with candles and oils, she helps Her enter the spa bath that has soft bubbles floating in it. A She slides slowly the spa, noticing that it is just right.
"May I wash You Mistress?" she asks quietly.
She looks at Her girl smiles.
"No you may not, but you may climb in here with Me.".
Her girl looks at Her and smiles. Slowly she enters the spa. She grabs her as she lowers herself and turns her around so that she sits with her back to Her and pulls her close. Leaning back, she smiles and moans softly at being held. Softly She whispers to her, in a tone that is unmistakable.
