| i stepped from the shower, body glistened, pinkened from the beat of the spray, and the heat of the water on my skin. smiling softly as the plush towel wraps around me. The scent of jasmine wafts all around... body, hair, all washed in the same soft musky scent. Moving to the sink, small hand lifting to wipe the fog from the mirror, dreamy eyes stare back at me, noticing the soft smile, the flush to my cheeks...it's today!! He's coming today! Blow dryer in hand, not even paying attention to what i am doing, mind running away with the thoughts of what the end of the day will be like. Curling irons do their job before i even realize i've finished with my hair, nervous lick across bottom lip...*first time, real, not over a cam, what will He think?* i quickly hurry back to my bedroom, clothes scattered all over, piles on the bed, lumps on the chairs, and STILL i don't know for sure what i am wearing to pick Him up at the airport!! Lordy donna, you got to figure this out!! redneck? lady? slut? What will He want, expect? shhhheeesh! i close my eyes and breathe deep, gut instincts girl! Sitting on the edge of the bed, lotion slowly being worked into skin, thighs quiver as my hands smooth the cream into them, my whole body seems to be electrofied! Bottle drops to the floor, laughter bubbles out...'Lord, i am nervous!!' putting the lotion back, i peer to the first outfit i had picked out, smiling impishly i nod, 'yes, that will be it!' One small foot rises from the floor, pressing against the mattress as soft black silk stocking is wriggled over toes and up into place, heart flutters as the second one slides up to match it's mate. Rising, my fingers tremble as i reach for the garter, satin caresses my skin as it slides up and against the soft skin at my waist, tiny matching black silk thong slides on next. i try so hard not to look into the mirror as i fasten the the clips to the tops of the stockings, but can't resist as fingers smooth the silk to my thighs. Looking at myself, i shake my head, doubts, fears, all come tumbling in. Can i go through with this? What if He is disappointed? Maybe i should call this whole thing off!! 'it's too late donna! it's been too late since the day He put this collar on!!' *one lone finger caresses the chain at my neck* Bra of black silk settles to my body, hugging and lifting His breasts. Hesitantly, i slip the little black dress over my head, letting it slither down, til it rests as it should. Turning to peek at my ass, wiggling it slightly, seeing how the hem of the dress flutters, just below the line, where sheer black stockings meet flesh, knowing how with each step, it will flow, almost allowing glances of both. Sipping into my shoes, i nervously peer again at my reflection...well, here i am Master!!...*laughter bubbles out again*...redneck slut, dressed to ALMOST appear a lady!! Makeup follows, fingers shake, soft cusses slip out as i start, then begin again! Finally, i am satisfied with the choices, deep blue shadow, a darker blue, almost black liner makes blue eyes seem to glow, light up. Mascara, then blush to the cheeks, a soft red highlights my lips, *grins* if it stays with all the nibbling i seem to be doing! Adding the perfume, same scent of jasmine i already bathed in, closing my eyes, inhaling, i smile again. Gathering my over night bag, keys, and jacket, i head to the door. One glance back to my living room, one tiny tiny thought of 'stay home' slips through my mind as i open the door and walk out into the sunshine. i am His, and this, this was bound to come, today, i see, touch, feel, my Master! i barely hear the click of my heels on the sidewalk as i hurry to the car, mental check list running through my head. i turned off the lights, i have my bag, keys, i couldn't of forgotten anything! The car starts instantly, and there i am, cruising down the interstate, nearing the ariport by minutes, each mile seeming to fly by under my tires. Glancing to the clock, i smile, good, will still be just a teeny bit early...will give me time to hit a bathroom, and re-recheck the clothes and makeup again!!...lol A blink of an eye later, i was pulling into the airport parking area, deep breath taken as i shut off the car, gathered my purse and keys, stepping from the vehicle. As the door slammed shut, i caught sight of my reflection, staring back at me was a version of myself i hadn't seen in quite some time. nervously i dig in my purse for my cigarettes, 'gawd i need one now!!' Leaning against my car, inhaling deep as i try to settle the butterflies in my gut, smile soft as i realize some of those lil critters are due from sheer excitement, and not worry. Dropping the cigarette to the cement floor, i attempt to pull my trembling under control as i snuff it under one sleek black shoe. Fear rushes through me as a large hand covers my mouth, a breath is sucked in deeply through my nose as i ready to scream. A soft, almost inaudible 'Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh' is heard, the man's face close to my ear. Flash of something, God is it a knife? moves in the sunlight that filters past us. i can feel the blue jean material of His pants against the backs of my legs, breathing deep again, i inhale His scent..is it Him? It's Master!! Isn't it? As quickly as my mind works, soft strip of black silk covers my eyes, all light is gone, fear rushes through me again as a voice, softly spoken against my neck rumbles through my senses..'you behave, and I won't have to hurt you'....was it Him? The voice so low, so softly spoken, could be His, yet at the same time, sounds nothing like the voice i have heard through my phone so many times. A hand at my back pushes me forward, i hear the car door open, and am settled to the seat, seat belt fastened at my waist, door snapped shut soundly. Where is He? Is He moving round to the driver's seat? Do i take the chance to run? One small hand lifts, reaching for the blindfold, just as fingertips feel the silk, that large hand clasps onto my wrist, the soft spoken voice snarls out..'Don't!' Tears well in my eyes as i lower my hand back to my lap, breath lodges in my chest as He quickly ties my wrists then settels them back to my lap. 'Who are You? Please, i need to know, Master?' Nothing, not a sound other than His breathing. The car starts, and we are moving, out of the garage into the last fo the days sunlight, i can feel it on my skin, warming my trembling body. i turn my head, as if staring out the window, someone has to notice!! A woman, blindfolded in a car, for God's sake!! Someone notice!! Again, that voice, so soft, so gentle, yet so unsure if it's Him, rumbles in my left ear, 'The windows are tinted'. Oh lord, i forgot that! my car's windows are dark, dark enough no one will see? i try to pay attention to the motion of the car, turning left, right, straight, damn! no clue where we are!! i can tell, darkness is falling, quickly. Biting into bottom lip, just before i decide it's worth upsetting Him, my voice shakes, i try to sound calm, resonable...'please, Who are You? what do You want? You have to tell me, are You... are You my Master?' Nothing, damn Him!! The car stops, another stop sign? Or are we where He is taking me? Whimper slips out at His calm, soft, 'Don't move', i hear His door open, then shut, footsteps move around to my side, my mind rushes with thoughts...don't get out! scream! fight! kick! God, donna, do whatever you have to!! |
| Harsh hands grasp my tied wrists, i struggle, feet kick, mouth opens to let out a bloody scream just as other hand closes over my lips. Fear almost paralizes me, then i am yanked from the car seat, hauled against His solid frame, tears seep out from beneath the blindfold, fingernails bite into my own soft palms as He leans close again, His breath hot, 'One more time, just one!' Tugging me along with Him, our footsteps echo around me as we move. Where are we? Inside? Outside? i sniff the air, trying to decide, sounds of cars, near, but not near enough, water dripping from somewhere, is it a sink? or a puddle in the street it's hitting? my feet dig in slightly, trying to tug away from Him, fear, still mixed with the blend of excitement rushes through my body. It has to be Him, the voice, the scent, all say it is!! But, God, what if it's not? i feel Him clip something to the tie that binds my wrists, the sound of a crank of some sort, then the tugging at my hands, arms being pulled upwards til i stand almost on tippytoe, tongue bathes bottom lip as i beg again...'please, are You Master?' Again, nothing, only the sound of Him moving around me. Gasping softly as His hand touches my hair, fingers sinking into the tresses, gripping lightly, my head tugged back, neck exposed as His other hand lifts, cupping my right breast as His whispered words rock through me...'Am I your Master?' His hand squeezes my breast at the same time as His teeth nip into the flesh of my neck, tongue slipping out to pamper the tender area after. He lets go of my hair, that hand slowly drifting down the arch of my spine, caressing over the curve of my hip, His fingers curl, locking onto the hem of my dress, lifting. Cool air rushes over the cheeks of my ass as He exposes my thonged behind, i can hear His breath suck in as His fingers dance over the skin. Trembles and shivers rush through me, His other hand squeezes harder on my breast, fingers seeking and finding the nipple through the thin layers of material, whimpering as the ring moves, nipple puckers instantly! No, don't react, donna you fool!! What if it's not Him, how can you? A cool breeze takes that moment to drift over her exposed bottom, shivers rush through me as His hand moves, fingers dancing over the flesh of my butt, dipping slightly between my thighs, my muscles clench, lifting slightly on my toes as i cry out softly..'please, no!!' He moves in close, His body seeming to surround me from behind, cool touch of something at my neck, then the sound of material giving way to a sharp impliment. Fear again zings through me as the cool air now has more exposed flesh to tease, the dress, so lovingly picked out, slips from my body, pooling on the ground at my feet. The feel of His denim clad legs against me, send prickles rising over the backs of my thighs, His shirt, seeming a soft cotton, brushes against my back a moment, before He moves, His hands never leaving my body completely as He circles round to the front, He leans close, tongue flicking over my ear lobe just before that whispered voice purrrrss into my ear..'tell Me girl, am I your Master?' Shock, fear, doubt, hope, they all run through me, but i cannot answer, i am so unsure. His hands move down to my waist, fingertips playing over the waist band of the thong, feeling them glide over the strip of light blue satin that is woven into the black of the panties, the ones my Master discribed to me once, the ones i searched to find. my belly tightens as the same sharp object is felt again, gasp springs from my lips as the panties part and fall to the ground as the material is cut away. His fingers move again, down over the curve of my hips, caressing over the soft skin of my thighs to the tops of the stockings, i can hear His breathing deepen as His hands grip there, lifting, pulling, seperating my legs as He lifts me, settling my thighs to each side of His hips. i feel my skin heat, blush coloring my face and neck at the feel, the thought, ohhhhh gawd, no no no don't react donna!! He laughs, soft and low as His fingers continue to tease over my skin, first here, there, from the front of my thighs to the back, up over the curve of my ass again. my body jerks, cry slips from my lips as His hands rise, then land hard, one to each ass cheek, heat spreading almost instantly over the soft skin. Again and again He slams His palms to my ass, body squirming, hips grinding into Him as i hang there, spread to His wishes. His hands move like lightening, the burning heat of my ass feels the soft touch of the air as His fingers move over my breasts, tugging at the rings under my bra, down over my quivering belly. The sound of His zipper fills the air, i tug at my binds, try to lower my legs, filled, instantly, i cry out as His cock slides in, blushing at the fact i was so very wet, as if in waiting. His hands grip my hips, lifting me, grinding me on Him as He pounds in, over and over, my body tightens, teeth bite into bottom lip as i fight all the feelings, trying so desperately not to respond.... 'cum Pet' is all i hear, body shudders, insides quake, tears fall as my heart suddenly knows for sure....i explode around Him, velvety walls suck at His cock, milking Him as i cum hard, my voice trembles, raspy cries fill the air as body shudders with the orgasm.. 'yessssss my Master!!' He lifts the blindfold, deep blue eyes lock to mine, His palm slams to my ass again, He smiles as He continues to move, His cock deep, sweet as it slides in and out, leaning close, His lips claim mine in a heated kiss. Whimpering, my hips lift and settle, grinding against Him with each slap to my ass, each sweet, SWEET slide of His cock. The kiss lightens, He nips at my bottom lip, growling out to me...'Again pet!!' I explode again, feeling Him follow, heat fills my pussy as He cums, i feel Him tense, the pulse of His shaft, all as i cry out again, falling into the bliss of another orgasm. When did i get cut down? When did He untie my hands? Where exactly ARE we? All these questions flow through my mind as bright morning sunlight filters in, waking me, He is there, spooned up against my back, i smile softly, eyes closing again...who cares? i am snuggled to my Master, questions, can come later. |
| The Meeting |