The shop on the corner.

[Luna_Wolf72]

Her voice is low, husky, and so sweetly lilting. I want to giggle at her, make her laugh. Make her cry. I won't though. Not yet. This is to establish control. Mine over her ability to relax and get off. She doesn't know that...but I do.

I listen as she stutters to a stop and then laugh, low, in the back of my throat.

"So in other words, you are prepared for me...even though I am not there, hmmm?"

Another low laugh.

"Get your towel...place it where you need it...and clear your bed. I want you ...on your back...knees bent, thighs wide...in sixty seconds starting from...now."

 

[Cheska]

In my head, I see Kayla with a stop watch, her sexy ass frame decked out in a not standard issue Boi sexy military uniform and I am on her time.

I almost knock over my lamp, I hve to strain to reach my towels and then clear off the bed, do I keep my pillow... she said clear it, bye Pillow!
I move my laptop out of the way and then I stretch out, I set my legs up and thighs wide and damn if I am not blushing because someone who is not here... is watching me.

I find myself panting now when I pick up the phone, did I do it in time? is there a penalty? .. oh please tell me she will let me cum, please!

"I am ready Kayla." my voice breaks again, I am so ready and a tiny bit scared and that makes it even better.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Forty five seconds.

Damn. she moved!

"Are you, pretty girl? Good. Does your phone have speaker capabilities? You are gonna need both hands...and I want you to focus on hearing me...not trying to juggle the phone. If it does...adjust the volume and switch to speaker, setting the phone by the bed. And let me know if it does not, we will think of something else..."

I wait.

 

[Cheska]

Speaker phone? does it. four years i have owned this thing and I can't even remember who made it. General E! cool, messages, call waiting, I have hold? why didn't I know that when mom called? Ah!
"Yes Kayla, I have speaker!" stupid giggle, she is either going to get annoyed with my giggling or she is going to be amused.

I make the adjustments to the phone and turn up the volume, "Kayla.. can you hear me?" I need to hear her so I know this will work, WORK DAMN YOU!

I wait an watch.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Her nervous giggling makes me want to wrap her up and cover her in kisses. Finally, I hear her voice...shaky.

"Yes, pretty I hear you just fine."

Silence then while I plot this little scene in my head. It will be short and brutal, I think....because she needs to see what she's getting involved with. Finally, when the excitement has built to terrifying levels, I murmur into the phone.

"Ready? I want one hand to lightly stroke your breasts...left than right...only fingertips and nails....Tell me how it feels..."

 

[Cheska]

I set the hand set down and listen to her, she is here in voice only and I close my eyes and she is here with me in body behind my eyes.

I reach up and gently cup my breast, following it's contours till i reach the summit, slowly dragging my nails across skin, tracing a path and it feel subtle at first, then builds to a nice tingle.

"It It tingles Kayla, like very tiny wonderful sparks under my nails.. feels good.." a faint sigh, a soft grasp as i brush a nipple, a bit sore from neglect.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

I hear her barely there noises and I wish, for the thousandth time, that I had stayed and finished this in person. No matter. Sex isn't the end...only a beginning.

"Tingly? I want you to take turns on each nipple...pulling...left then right. Getting progressively harder. Don't stop until I tell you to. I want to hear you...."

 

[Cheska]

"Ok Kayla." I pull the phone closer and then I close my eyes again, this is going to be something.

Tugging first my right nipple, a slow pull, pinching, nerves firing off, I can't help but moan louder, it hurts and it good and I give just a twist, she did not say to but I can't help it. Then, like a snap.. I let go an gasp, shivering as the sensation rings through my body from breast it spreads out.
Then my left, I wonder if I should get them pierced, would Kayla like that? It burns in that good way, fire hot tingling, sparks of pleasure and heat and I pinch and twist again, my moans growing in volume, "Kayla! it feel so good.. firey pleasure.. burning heat.. aah.. mmm"

I return to the right and begin to pull, she hasn't instructed me but I can't help it..

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

I can hear her euphoria...her need and I know that she is throbbing, aching. Needy little girl thing. Something new. Something very new.

"Stop now. Hand away from your nipples. Trace your skin...from cleavage down to the wet delta between your thighs. Nails only, pressing hard enough to mark...not hard enough to bleed. Stop when your hand reached that wet place. You will need both hands there, pretty X girl. One for your pretty little slit. The other for hard clit...."

Low laughter.

"Tell me...how does it feel...knowing you are marking your flesh for me? Knowing that you are soaked for someone who isn't even there....talk to me, pretty X girl....tell me all about it. And then...tell me when your belly is scratched up and both hands are between your thighs...."

 

[Cheska]

How do I feel?! Mark myself for her?

....

I put both hands just under my breast, I want to grab and squeeze them and yell for her, but she would know and she might hang up.
"Helpless." I say and I hear the delight in my own voice, am i really delighted? i begin to drag my nails down slowly, from just under my breast, slowly across my tummy, I gasp and giggle, "I feel your hands doing this... attached to my body, but.. like a puppet on tight strings, I feel aaasooogoood.. nice hot burning wet.." I linger just a bit, scratching my tummy, teasing me and then, slowly like the waking dawn, I reach the apex of my fire, I know my hands will burst into flames and i will be stupidly happy.

"I feel ... like a good girl should.. I hope I'm allowed.. I want to be good.." I moan this, deep and wanting, my back arches and the moan is drawing out from me..

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Wicked laughter, then. I know that she is beyond ready for some sort of release. Any kind of release. I give the last step with obvious pleasure. I know she can hear it.

"A good girl? Are you a good girl? We shall see...for now? Use two fingers on your clit. Pinch it, stroke it, tease it. The other hand? The empty one? Two fingers deep inside, tight heat...slowly...make it last, pretty girl. Because I won't let you get off until you ask me....and I want to hear you moaning...."

I subsided then and waited to hear my own personal concerto....

 

[Cheska]

It's perfect, her smiling down at me, watching as she inspects my performance.
I take my clit as instructed and gasp loudly as I do it a bit to hard, but I don't let up as i tug it up, my gasp drawing to a soft whine.
My left hand, my free hand, plunges in and pulls up, my cry getting louder already,
"I have my .. your Clit kayla.. I am pinching an tugging it!" I begin a slow pumping with my left hand, I am not mastrabating for Kayla, she is fucking me.
"My fingers are pumping, a slow grinding fucknnn" my hips begin to twitch an jerk and I feel my ass rise up off the bed.

I push my clit down firmly and rub it smooth, sending lightning made pleasure to my brain, each ridge, knuckle, crease of skin sending thrills deep inside my head and further, I want her to feel what is doing to me so I let my crys go out, i let it all go out loud and strong, I am gonna get close quick and hard and Ai feel it building up.

My left hand palm is starting to slap flesh and it strings and I know she would do it that way, because it's good for you girl.
"Kayla, It's getting close.. I want to be your good girl.. I want to so bad!" I cry, I can feel tears on my cheeks and my body is coated in hot sweat. My vision is becoming blurry as my brain is being over loaded and I fucking want her.

"KAYLA...."

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

There is absolutely NOTHING better than a woman losing complete control of herself. Nothing like it in the whole wide world. I can hear her~whimpering, crying, trying to talk, to breathe, to focus. And there is an instantaneous jolt of pleasure that blindsides me.

I deal with it, let it roll over me like a thundercloud. No need for me to focus on it. It will go when it chooses and there isn't anything else needed. Instead, I allow myself to listen to X as she slowly comes apart, for me. At her own hands...but it is for me. I hear the slapping sounds and I know...that's her...taking her clit...just like she thinks I would. Makes me smile.

The sound of my name, screamed so very loudly? That makes me laugh. My words are low...forceful.

"Come for me then, pretty X girl. Let Kay hear it."

 

[Cheska]

She tells me I can cum, that I can finally release after teasing for such a short time, no.. not short.. since she walked into the shop.
I realize she has been teasing me since she walked in with her sexy boi swagger, sat down and watched me do my job. She played with me and then I brought her home and she upped the game and played with me more, then she alked out and I was on fire and now.

"Can I!? I'm a good girl?! I want to be! OHSHIT! OOoh Fuck me.. Fuck me!" and it starts crashing into me, there is no other way to describe it.
Pleasure, like an electrified wave, crashing over you, tearing you down and filling every nerve as you are just pushed hard against the shore and I don't even fight it, I just barely hear my own strangled groans as i can't catch a breath.
My fingers, she is fucking me with them, hard, firm and strong. her permission was all I needed.
My clint hurts so bad as I pinch it an pull, I scream as my back arches, my shoulders aren't even touching the bed anymore. my toes and head support me as I feel her destroy me and remake me over and again, hard and lean, she commands me and I obey.

and then, everything breaks and I collapse, a twitching panting, moaning, mess of nerves. I mumble something.. I know I did, i think, i try again.. finally.. i hear my own voice ".... thank you... Kayla..."

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Husky laughter. Poor baby. She needs....tenderness now. Quiet.

"You are more than welcome, pretty X girl. Now...as soon as you can stand up? I want you to go and get cleaned up. A nice long shower or bath. Massage lotion into your skin...or aloe to ease any burning from the pinches and the nails. If I were there with you? I would be doing these things...but I am not...and so you have to do them for me.

Understand?"

There is some murmuring. She sounds so tired. Replete. But no sleep without getting cleaned up.

"I gotta go baby girl. Phone is dying. Stupid shit. Gotta charge it. SO get up and get clean. Tend to your skin....I will call you tomorrow. OK?"

 

[Cheska]

I hear her voice, gentle, sweet and tender and I am swept in it an I nod, like she can see me. "Yes Kayla, thank you.. I .. I will do as you wish." I sigh.

I stretch, "I want good dreams for you Kayla, be well." and I don't remember if I hang up or I just left it. for her to hear my crawl out of bed, look down my ladder. It was never this high before.
I make the climb slowly, taking a brief moment to rest on the ladder, screw Jazzersize, i just had some light Kaylasize..

I find myself in the shower stall, I do not remember the trip here.. Kayla moved me here, she said she would.

'I would take care of you'​

she said and she did, she is so good to me.

I turn on the water an the cold wakes me up a bit, so I adjust it quickly and I begin to wash.
I was raised in a house my father built an fiften min is all anyone needs to wash.
no daddy. Kayla said be good to myself and I spend more than 40 min washing my body and finding me an smoothing skin and being happy.
And I find myself content and eager to hear her again, "I wonder if she likes Italian?"

 

[Cheska]

There are many ways to wake up.
You can wake up tired and mildly cursing the day ahead.
You can wake up refreshed and ready to explore new options.
You can wake up in a state where it doesn't really matter.

Then, you can wake up with a soft gasp, your heart beating, your body warm and eager to see what is next. You don't want to move for fear of breaking the moment. But you stir, and then slowly stretche like a cat, making pleased sounds that come from deep inside and you decided that if last night was a dream, you really need to thank Mr.Sandman.
I would blow him by way of thank you....

I check my phone, it is charged and ready to go.
I climb down from my loft and wash my face in the sink and brush out my hair. I freshen up and apply just a touch of make up, earth tones mostly because they bring out my features better.
I decide on my dark poet shirt this time, I own too many poet shirts damn it. I dawn my faded blue denim vest and stash the phone in the front inner pocket. this gets topped off with a matching knee length denim skirt with the skipper up the side.
Underneath, because she asked more than once, i put on a macthing set of white lace panties and bra, the cup is low so my nipples peek out.

I choose my denim sneakers i found at Mayfairs and head on out.

But here is the kicker, I get to the store and Mike is waiting, he says I have the day off. I ask why, Because is why.
He gets me a tea and I have to decide what to do with my day.

Ok, Book store, then music store.

Maybe Pho for lunch, it like it will be a Pho day.

 

[Cheska]

On my way to the book store, I pass by a gym, and it's not the idea that I should get in shape.
It's the lovely women getting in shape that I can see in the huge display window.

Are they aware that they are on display for this gym? 'Come to our Gym! you can look this hot to!'
Smart gym.
I watch an I blush because I know that one of them might notice me and maybe she might be offended, or maybe she might be happy that she has caught someones eye.

I nod an go inside, I ignore the girl who starts her blah blah shpiel. I look at the classes, I consider what I want and what I need, need being more important.
My Doctor said I could loose a few pounds, my Doctor think's super models are normal.
But some toning? get some definition?
One can always enjoy a nice tummy and a tight ass, even when it's yours.

I now focus on the counter girl and ask about membership and classes, I get what i think I need for now and ignore what she says I need.
Dear, you just met me, you have no idea what i need and I don't think you are my type anyway.

Off to buy some books, latest Jim butcher, some Terry Pratchet, and I really need to check my Girl Genius sellections.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

After much thought, I decided to stay away from the pretty X girl, at least until she called me or until the weekend got closer. After all, even though I am a boi and a rather dominant one at that? I don't like to do all the chasing.

Fuck, what female does?

So, the day found me catching up on all the things I had let slide while I had been busily stalking (and seducing) the pretty one. The gym, grocery shopping, laundry. You know, all the things that have to be done, no matter how much we hate them? Once the chores were done, I took a quick shower and prepared for work.

Yes, I did take my cell phone with me, but it wouldn't do me any good sitting in my locker. I can't answer the phone on the floor. Didn't matter. If she called, I wanted to be able to see it when I took my breaks or lunch.

The afternoon sped by. All the work I didn't do yesterday? Was waiting for me when I got here, on top of the new crap. It made for a hectic day and didn't leave me with much time to think, much less plot, plan or worry.

That was good.

 

[Cheska]

I need a new book store, very little of what I wanted and the guy behind the counter was as helpful as lint.

The music store was good, I got new strings, some rosin, and polish for my baby.
A good buffing would bring out her glow.

On the way to the restaurant for my Pho noodle dish, i saw this little clothes shop and an idea grabs me.
Slipping in, I find some nice white lacy things. Items to accent my skin, plus a little red number.
Then, a new idea slips into my head, is it a bad idea?
Maybe, but bad ideas can still yield great results.
I ask to try on a purple number, mostly straps and a garter with stockings, I look at in the full length mirror, then I take out my cell phone and examine it, people can take pictures with these.. or so I have heard.

After fiddling about with it, I try a casual pose and click a picture.

Then send to Kayla with the following message. "NSFW, For the weekend? buy: yes/no?"

I bite the tip of my tongue, lord knows what she will do, she could just smirk and have better ideas. But I hope it will at least brighten her day.

I click send, then I ask the girl behind the counter to hold it for me till I can decide weather to buy it or not.

The girl behind the counter is rather pretty when I think on it, Asian features, rose bud lips with high cheek bones, long black silky hair and while she is not built like me upstairs, her cute orange half breast really make her dress work for her, but her curvaisiou rear does give me pause.

I blush because I am sure I am stairing, I hurry to the restaurant an get my order of noodles and eat outside. wondering if Kayla will call back.

It's almost 1pm now.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Took my first break at 130. Imagine my shock to find a picture of a pretty little X girl wearing something sexy and scandalous, with a question. Of course, my answer was yes. I mean come ON!? All that sexy flesh on display, curves and legs and gorgeous. Hell yes.

So I sent back two words ~Oh YES!~ and clicked a picture of me grinning, sending it out hurriedly, as I had to get back on the floor. I knew I wouldn't be able to get back to my phone until at least 6...but hopefully, she would pick it up, anyway.

Break over, I returned to my duties, visions of purple princesses dancing through my head. Gods, I loved being me.

The rest of the afternoon sped by...and though I hated working early in the day, I was glad when 6 rolled around and I could vanish. It had been damned difficult to do everything I was supposed to, especially when I kept grinning like a loon.

I clocked out, grabbed my things and tore out of the building. I had plans to make.

 

[Cheska]

Sitting, my tummy almost full, sipping a tea when my phone rings.
I pick up and I can't help but giggle, my face warms and I must look like a blushing bride.

I put my trash away and head on back to that little shop.
The girl is happy to see me and more so when I buy the item I had set aside, she chimes in with "He will really love this.." and I can't even help it or stop myself from saying, "I think she already does."

And she blinks, and then a grin spreads across her lips, she makes sure that I have everything and slips a card into my bag and ask me to come again.

I think I just got hit on, Sweet!

But my attentions are only for Kayla, because she has command over me even when she is not here.
I head on home, stopping to grab some few grocerys and needed items.
Once inside, I put everything away and put the naughty gift away.
Then I walk to the unused bedroom, a few boxes of my old stuff, a dresser without things in it.
I turn and walk down stairs to an empty living room, then dining room and finallt to another empty bed room.
"Guest room.. yes." I walk back upstairs to the store bedroom, "My bed room slash playroom?"

I bet Kayla could do wonders with this and I have money I am just putting away, college loans paid off just after graduation, I always plan ahead for things.
I use my phone again and snap a picture of the room and send "Empty bed room, play room?" and send.

I can order things for the rest of my house as I see fit. though, if Kayla voices a thought, I will listen.

I open my laptop an start shopping, need a couch for down stairs and chairs.
Then a dining room table.. time to build my house up a bit.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Home again.

I undressed and slipped into a warm shower, the coldness of the day causing my bones to ache something fierce. Once I am warm and dressed in comfy sweats and a black tee, I check my phone.

A picture of an almost empty bedroom and another question from the X girl. I debate my reply for just a moment and then, send out a text. The message is one word~yes. I wait another long moment and send another one~expanding on the idea.

Do you have any idea what type of things you like? Any play room you build must suit you and not the people who might want to play there with you. Maybe one day, I will bring you over so you can see mine.

I sent it and meandered out into the kitchen, looking for something to eat. A few minutes later, I had a small chicken Caesar salad before me and was sitting down to eat.

Sometimes, the simple things are indeed, best.

Twenty minutes later, dishes are done, floor swept, lights are turned off and I am debating calling her. After all she did text me, which means that she is still interested and I didn't even have to hint that I wanted her to.

"Hmm, decisions, decisions."

 

[Cheska]

She was right, of course she was. I had to think this out an decide what I wanted, and why.

I went back to the room and stared at it, I sat down crossed my legs and tried to feel the room, It was big, no windows. The side the face the outside was on an open lot, so noise would not really be a factor.

I thought about sound proofing anyway, I had once had a neighbor who complained about my violin.

Ok, a Horse bench, I started making a list. A post for which to cuff a standing person.
A frame to put against the wall?
I could open the closet and use that as storage for toys, props and things.

I really needed Kayla's advice.
Cleaning supplys, I did not know what kind, Kayla? she would know.
Where did one buy whips and sex toys?

I stood up and went to my living space in the back and flipped open my laptop, I really needed a desktop computer.
I looked around, I really needed a desk.
I started searching for things for the downstairs bed room, the play room could be later.

 

[Cheska]

I get up and do my morning thing, I do need that gym so I will hit it after work.
I want to call Kayla, but she is either asleep or at work and I don't want to be a pest.
That's all she needs is a needy helpless dork. I felt like she enjoyed being in charge, in control, but not to the point that she had to walk me to and from the big girls room to my play pen.

I giggle at the idea and shake my head, "No momma Kayla.. liable to get a hand upside the head for that one."

I have the shop up and running as usual an my early morning drinkers are settled before I know it.
I ordered new furniture for the down stairs and a desk for my up stairs.
But that's not as important as this week end. It's my time off and I want to be ready for Kayla.
A new dress, ok, shopping after Gym, she knows what she will see under the clothes. but the clothes need to be nice to.

By noon, I decide to send a text, "Thinking about you an this weekend, anything you would like me to wear.... or not?" I stare at for 5min before I hit send.

I need to get my brain back on work so i make some extra strong Southern Ice tea and start my cleaning chores, It's only when I notice Mike watching me that I realize I am starting to do second shifts work as well... because Kayla, who is not there.. likes to watch me work.

we share a laugh an go back to our work.