She rushes home.
Closes the door behind her.
Looks up at the clock
It reads 18:15.
She now has 45 minutes to be ready for 19:00.
She runs up the stairs and hurries to the bathroom. Flings the shower door open and turns on the water. As the steam rises and begins to fog up the mirror, she opens her dresser and lays her outfit on the bed.
18:25.
She undresses and steps under the rain shower head. A warm stream of water glides down her body, calming every muscle. She takes three deep and long breaths and lathers herself with her homemade calendula soap.
Fifteen minutes go by.
She steps out of the shower onto an ivory jubilee bath rug. She stands in front of the mirror and dries her damp body that is glistening under the crystal ceiling light. She passes the Turkish cotton towel over her bum and notices the bruise that was left on her from her previous meeting with her Master. She closes her eyes for a moment and recalls him spanking her with a riding crop.
She slips on her cream satin robe, leaving it untied, and walks to her nightstand. She opens a bottle of Chanel “Chance Eau Tendre” and lotions her body from head to toe.
She glances over to the outfit she displayed on her bed. She bends over and runs her hands over the lace, picturing herself wearing it. A sly grin decorates her lips.
She sits at the edge of the Astoria Grand Curcio bed and slips into her white nylon stockings.
She gently slides on the all-white crotchless bodysuit and ties the lace ribbon at the back of her neck. The final touch, a pair of Sophia Webster crystal white pumps.
She looks in the mirror and loves how the bodysuit holds her breast up as if they were on a platter. She looks up at the time and sees that she has seven minutes left before her meeting.
“Shit I can’t be late again!”
She rushes to her top drawer, opens up a small chest and takes out a black leather collar which she places around her neck. She grabs the Lush 2 egg and turns it on. She wets the egg with a few drops of water-based lube and slides into her already wet vagina. She grabs a match and lights the candles her Master had sent over to her. Standing in the body size mirror, she takes a photo of herself. She looks up and she has a minute to spare. On her phone, she opens the app which gives control of the egg to her Master.
It is now 19:00.
Her phone rings.
She accepts the call and immediately puts him on speaker.
She kneels down with her hands behind her back, and head down. A few seconds pass then a voice comes on and says:
“Are you ready?”
Still bowing her head, she replies“Yes Master.”
As she kneels waiting for her next command, she feels the egg inside her beginning to vibrate. She lets out a soft moan.
The voice on the phone returns.
“I want you to stand up and walk to the edge of the bed. With your hands I want you to start gently caressing your body.”
“Yes, Master.”
She gets up, sits on the edge of the bed, closes her eyes, and begins to touch herself.
As her fingers brush across her body she imagines each touch as if it were the touch of her Master. As time goes on, she feels her body starting to warm up. Her Master had adjusted the intensity of the egg’s vibration.
The voice returns.
“I want you kneel down on the bed with a pillow between your legs and start grinding back and forth.”
“Yes, Master.”
She climbs onto the bed grabs her pillow and folds it in half. Kneeling down with the pillow between her legs, she starts to slowly rock forward and back against her pillow. She feels the intensity of the vibration increased once again. While grinding, she takes her right hand and begins to caress and squeeze her breast. Her body continues to heat up, chest turning a crimson red, nipples fully erect. Her moaning is now rhythmic and in sync with her grinding. She speaks into the speaker.
“Master may I speak?”
The voice on the phone says: “Yes you may.”
In between breaths, she asks “Master, may I grab my pocket rabbit? I really want to cum.”
A few seconds of silence pass. She hears a firm reply.
“No.”
At that same moment, the intensity of the vibration spikes and forces our submissive to bend over onto the bed shaking and moaning for what feels like an eternity. She knows Master did that for having the audacity to ask to be allowed to orgasm. The vibrations calm back down, as she gathers composure she whispers out:
“Master I’m sorry for asking”.
Instantly the vibration spikes back up, she folds over herself starts to shake, breathing rapidly, and letting out deep sharp moans. As the vibration calms down, she remembers that she forgot to ask for permission to speak. She returns back to grinding on her pillow.
The voice on the phone returns.
“I want you to get up, turn on the lights and walk over to your window. Open up the blinds and place your leg on the ledge. Start rubbing your clit with your hands.” Without hesitation, she gets up and makes her way to the light switch. Thoughts of her neighbors seeing her crosses her mind. Knowing better not to speak, she merely executes the rest of the commands. Now with the leg up at the window, she begins to gently rub her clit. She grows apprehensive that any passerby can look up and see her pleasuring herself.
“I want you to close your eyes,” the voice says. “Now picture me walking up behind you, placing my hand around the base of your chin and tilting your head back. Breathing gently on your neck.” With her eyes still closed she can feel her neck getting warmer as if Master was right there with her. The sheer thought makes her rub herself faster, and with more pressure.
“Picture my hand wrapping around your neck, gently squeezing as I bite your earlobe” She lets out a loud moan followed by a whimper. Her legs are now trembling with pleasure. She starts to gyrate her hips into her hand.
Now on the other side of the phone the Master continues to give commands and play with the vibration rhythms making sure not to change it up too often. As time goes on the voice of the submissive on the phone grows louder and more frequent. Master takes a sip of her drink and continues to pleasure her submissive. While adjusting the vibration she hears a muffled moan over the phone and in a firm voice says “DON’T YOU DARE!” She then adjusts the vibration pattern to a wave of intensity. Through the phone she can hear her submissive’s breathing increase. On the other side, her submissive is now slightly crouched over, hand pressed firmly against the window, and the whole body trembling. Master sits back and waits a few more seconds.
“You may come.”
She opens her mouth and lets out a loud moan, her breathing is short and choppy as a wave of energy spikes nearing the climax. Suddenly, her body stops moving, breathing is halted, her hands are frozen, seconds later what feels like a crashing wave takes over her body. She falls down to her knees, her breathing resumes, her body now feels like Jell-O. She hears the voice on the phone “Good girl.”Now send the photos, get cleaned up, and good night.” Before she can reply back the phone is disconnected. She gathers her composure, walks to the mirror takes her after photos and sends them to her Master. She proceeds to remove the egg, wipe it off and put it in her UVEE Sanitizing system. She takes off her collar, her heeled shoes, stockings, and bodysuit. She makes her way to the bathroom to clean up. Out of the shower all dried up she lays on her bed, lets out a sigh, and reminiscences on the experience her Master just gifted.
The end.?
