It's Friday night and it's time to play. I am sitting in the wing back chair that faces our bed. My chair is about 8 feet from the foot of our four post bed. The bed has rope attached to each post and a large pillow that sits against the headboard.
I am wearing a blue and white stripe shirt, navy plain front dress pants, a brown belt and brown lace wing-tips. I have candles lit and soft jazz playing in the background. There is a glass of red wine on the night stand with the bottle on a small table next to me.
I hear the shower stop and a minute later the sound of your hair dryer. The minutes pass slowly as the anticipation builds. I am sitting with my eyes closed thinking about what you are going to do and I can't help but feel my cock getting hard.
The bathroom door opens and you whisper, "Are you ready, Lover?"
I open my eyes and smile. You stand in the doorway in black thigh-hi stockings, black high heels and a black choker with the word "Slut" on it. Your lipstick is bright red and your hair is pulled back in a pony tail. You're topless and I can see that your nipples are already hard.
"Yes slut, I am ready...now be a good girl and lay back on pillow, put your hands above you head and spread your legs."
You do as I tell you and I can see your breathing is picking up and there is a slight wet spot on your panties.
"You want this don't you slut?"
"Yes...yes I want this."
You watch me as I stand up and walk to the foot of the bed. I stare into your eyes and then slowly look at your body, from your hands above your head, to your hard nipples, to between your spread legs.
"Spread your legs wider and tell me what you want slut."
You spread your legs wider as a moan escapes your lips.
"Aaaahhhh, I want to do exactly what you tell me to do, I want to please you however you want."
