The drive from the city had been hellish, the oppressive heat of midsummer, the traffic snarled and creeping, her nerves becoming frayed with it all, fighting the deeper inner urge to touch herself, wanting to yet denying herself so for the exquisite pleasure of later. She sat in the comfort of the air in the car, her mind on later this afternoon when He would arrive and they would share again that delightful space that she had over the last few months since they met had come too claimed as her own. The deliciousness of it all made her shudder making her feel warm all over despite the coolness of the air. The traffic moved every so slow, the air droned on for her, her mind flitted back and forth between scenes they had shared becoming lost in them only to be brutally nudged away by some blaring horn or the rumble of the truck beside her. She moved when the traffic moved and fell into various states of excitement and frustration as the drive wore on, the traffic moved and stopped like a bad samba.
Finally as mile post 47 she saw the ramp that would take her to Rivertown and the Sea Horse Motel nestled on the outskirts of town. There came a break in traffic and she pointed her gray Neon to the ramp and moved up it at a good clip coming to the intersection just slowing enough making the right turn, slipping through town and driving the last 2 miles in excited anticipation until she arrived at the Sea Horse. Parking in front of the front office she sat there for a few minutes gathering her thoughts and composure then slipped from the car, went into the office enquiring about the room, paying for it then going back out to her car and driving down to Unit # 16 the last one at the end. It was she decided once she parked and looked perfect as it was an end unit and would subject to less scrutiny she felt. Smiling she climbed out took her purse and bag from the back seat went to the door unlocked it stepped in turned and locked the door putting her purse and bag on the bed, then taking out her cell and calling Him.
She talked to Him for a few minutes telling Him she had arrived and giving Him the room number, chatted a bit more then she hung up and fell back on the bed arms out eyes closed letting all the tension of the drive seem to wash away from her, laying there for a few minutes, then sat up stretching, then started to unpack. Opening the bag she took the bottle of wine out along with the chilling bowl filled it with ice then put the bottle in and placed it on the left hand night table beside the bed, then took out the three candles, placing one on each night table either side of the bed and the third, the largest on the dresser in front of the mirror. Going back to the bag she took out the knee length blue nightie with the white lace trim and matching panties, the matching garter belt and stockings laying them all out neatly on the bed. Opening the bag again she next took out the leather crop, hand cuffs and the ball gag and ring gag and laid them out also. She stood there at the foot of the bed looking down on them feeling the warm tingling feeling coming over her, closed her eyes for a few brief second as she let herself quiver at the anticipation of the evening to come, savored the feeling then opened her eyes a soft sensual smile on her face as she turned to the bathroom and started to undress to shower.
She stepped into the shower enjoying how the hot water cascaded onto her body adding to the already building sensations she was feeling. She closed her eyes a she ran the fresh smelling soap over her body adding to her anticipation, thoughts of His hands on her, touching, squeezing, fingers entering her, feeling the hotness of His touch as He stood behind her driving her lusts higher. She thought of the darkness of the pain He gave her, mixed so sweetly with the intense pleasures of His touch all over her, of how He touched her breasts, cupping them, mauling them roughly in his hands, finger and thumb rolling, & tugging at her nipples driving her deeper into pleasure, hands that guided her through hills and valleys of the sweet mix of pleasure & pain that always brought her to that place she sought to be since He took her there the very first time. As she showered she desperately wanted to touch herself, to find release from the intensity she was feeling that had been building all day since she first rose, but denied herself such as she knew that if she did so He would be displeased and would without hesitation punish her for His denial of all she was.
She turned the water off stepping from the shower, toweled off, dried her shoulder length hair, walking into the room, starting to prepare herself. She had always found that this part of the dance they performed was the most exciting and arousing of all as she felt that this was her presentation to Him to show Him all that He would have and get as for her this preparation ritual was the most arousing of all. She lay on the bed, naked here eyes closed clearing her mind of all else, focusing on the here and now as He had taught her to do, focusing on the real who she had become to Him, excluding all else only Him in her mind’s eye. As she did so she felt the change come over her as always slowly at first, touching her mind then working her way down through her body, touching her heart, then her body, altering, changing, creating in thought, word and deed His desire, her soul being the last accept it.
She lay there lost in thought and feeling, desires flowing through her as a fast running mountain stream, her body wanting her mind to allow herself to touch her growing wetness but her heart and soul denying her that as was only for His touch, writhed with the eternal battle as she struggled to sit up and attend to the matter at hand.
She took the bottle of His perfume that He had told her to wear whenever they were together opened it, applied it to the places He had told & showed her to, just enough He had said to her as to accent His arousals to a deeper level. Satisfied she then dressed, putting each item on, making sure the fit was perfect, conforming to her body so as to accentuate her more. She very much loved the feel of the silk on her skin, how it added to the sensual feelings she was experiencing as she prepared for Him. She looked at herself in the mirror of the dresser feeling very pleased with her appearance, then pulled the chair up and applied her makeup keeping in mind His admonition to her about how much to wear so that it showed her beauty off and did not portray her in a lesser light. Pleased again as she looked in the mirror at the woman He wanted looked back at her with a soft smile, she worked on her hair putting it up with the three clips He had given her, placing them where He had told her so that when it came time for Him to let it down He could do so easily. She was part way through pinning it up that her cell rang making her jump in excitement and deeper anticipation. Reaching for it and answered, her heart racing, her mind in a whirl as she listened to Him speak telling her that He would be there within the next 40 minutes then as He had always done clicked off. She sighed, then finished the last clip of her hair, stood up looking at the woman in the mirror, smiling back to her, turning, appraising, pleased with what she saw and felt. She then turned and sat on the bed again, eyes closed, her mind focusing on the here and now until in the last few minutes she heard his car pull up.
Smiling as she heard it shut off she stood up, took a last look at herself in the mirror then walked to the foot of the bed, picked up the crop, shuddering slightly, turned to the door taking two steps placing the crop in her open palms, lifting them up, as she knelt, thighs parted, back straight head down, waiting, trembling as she always did at this precise moment, her heart jumping as it hammered in her chest as she heard the door open, felt Him step in, the door close and the click of the lock, licking her now dry lips quickly saying, “ Welcome Master.”