Email to my slave.

[Blue Dolphin]

My slave,
You will present yourself to Me, at My home, at precisely 7PM this evening.
You will spend the afternoon preparing yourself for Me.

You will be freshly shaved and lubed, with your hair tied up.
Also you will paint your nails, hands and feet, and be wearing full make up, with deep red lipstick.
There will be aperfect ring of lipstick around each nipple.

You will wear a full length leather coat, under which will be the following.
Red high heeled shoes.
Red seamed stockings (perfectly straight).
And a soft leather collar.

Sir will require a gift from you, of your choosing.
The quality of the gift, will determine the level of your punishment.

Master.

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One articulate female please, no one liners.

 

[A4mushroom]

She sat nervously on the side of the bath with her feet in the warm water below. Biting her lip, she picked up the razor on the side and brought it between her legs. Carefully, she ran it through the foam that covered her pussy. She removed the foam line at a time, rinsing the razor off in the water below before returning and repeating. After a while she set the razor down and brought a towel the her wet vagina. She dried off any extra foam before stepping out of the bath and drying her feet.

After releasing the plug and briefly watching the water swirl below her, she picked up a tube of clear moisturizer from the side of the bath. Squirting a bit onto her finger, she lowered her and and massaged it into her cunt. The gel was clod and the sensation felt good and she damped the folds of her pussy. She slipped a finger inside her self but thought it was best not to get carried away and placed the tube of gel down again.

Next, she moved in front of the sink and mirror. The tube of lipstick was set up before she had gotten into the bath and she picked it of the side with the same level of care as before. Slowly, she twisted the tube and revealed the end, then brought the lipstick to her face and began to apply it. The bold color of her lips were intensified by her pale skin as she puckered them briefly in the mirror. She caught her own glance in the mirror and held it for a moment before bringing the tube down to her chest. Body marking was a new one for her but she would do as she was told. After drawing two dark red rings around each of her small, light nipples she returned the tube to its place on the sink. Now, she bent over to pick up her outfit from on top of the toilet seat.

She took the place of the cloths on the seat as he pulled up the red stockings. She stood and took extra care to make sure they were straight before slipping her small feet into some equally bold red heels. Now returning to her place in front of the mirror, she watched her movements as she reached up behind her neck to put on the red leather collar she had picked out. She stared at the figure in the mirror for a while, her white skin contrasting highly with her various red accessorize. She brought the coat up around her shoulders and closed it tightly around her body before switching off the light and leaving the bathroom.

Walking into the dark living room she crossed and took a seat in a small wooden chair ear the door. As the seconds rolled past her eyes looked nervously at the clock as she anticipated his entrance.

 

[Blue Dolphin]

Master, 40, six foot three tall, olive skinned with dark eyes, and flowing black hair.
Some say he is Italian, other say Spanish, but all agree, be careful.

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Returning home, on the evening of the email, I went immediately to my room, stripped naked, and took a leisurely shower. There was no hurry, my slave would now be ready that I knew, I also knew that she would wait, for as long as it took, without complaint. I leaned back against the shower wall, hot water slashing at me, as steam rose all around.
My eyes were closed, as my fingers clasped my shaft, I visualised her, my slave, as she would be that evening, and my cock swelled a little in my hand. I stroked slowly, steadily, not rushing towards orgasm, just musing, and perusing, the erotic thoughts of my life.

Drying myself, I shaved, and applied cologne, before dressing for my assignation. Dressing is really a misnomer, for I wore, as always on these occasions, my dark blue satin Japanese kimono, with a loose belt tied at the waist, and a pair of rope sandals, and nothing more.

I did not go straight o the room where she waited, I had other matters to attend to first, and I instead went into my playroom, to see my new toy.

There in the center of the room it stood, a low table, with steps up to it at the back, the base of the table two feet up off the floor. Attached to the table were leather straps, 15 inches apart. Between the straps, in the center, arose a pole, approximately five feet high, with another pole attached, running horizontally from the vertical pole. At either end of the horizontal pole, were more leather straps, and also, one halfway up the vertical pole.

I placed one or two objects on the table for later, a flogger, some nipple clamps, and a long bulbous glass dildo, straight from the freezer.

Now, it was time.

I moved to meet my slave for the first time that evening, as she sat, eyes lowered, awaiting my desire.

"Slave, you will leave your coat in here, and walk slowly to my playroom, I will walk behind you, surveying my property. When you arrive, you will prepare yourself for inspection, alongside my new table."

 

[A4mushroom]

Her master entered the room and she bowed her head automatically. She heard him speak low and clear and she concentrated on every sentence to make sure she understood her commands completely. After he had told her his wishes she rose from her seat in the darkness. Opening her coat and shrugging her shoulders a little, she removed the coat from her body and let it fall onto the chair behind her. She was now stood exposed in her full outfit. An expression couldn't be made out on her masters face in the darkness but she hoped he was satisfied with her exotic and unusual lipstick nipple rings.

She began to walk, slowly past her master and out of the room. The change of temperature to the cold air of the hall way caused her nipples to react accordingly. Her eyes we fixed forward as she was weary of looking her master in the eye from this distance. As she walked down the hall she knew her body was now a living show for her master behind her. She swayed her hips and bounced her exposed buttocks for his amusement, she always aimed to satisfy. The only sound in the dark hallway was that of her bold heels clicking against the hard floor.

They came to the door to the playroom. She remembered being marched to this room many times before and she knew it would contain something that would surprise and unnerve her. Passing through the doorway, her eyes took time to adjust to the new light and her vision was blurred. When it came back into focus she saw the contraption her master was bringing her to. It stood intricate and solid in front of her and her expression showed her anxiety. Her eyes wandered between the endless number of straps in confusing positions all centered around one large pole standing tall in the ground. She gulped against the dry lump in her throat as she pictured her self bound within the contraption, helpless to her masters fantasies.

After getting as close to the mess of straps as she comfortably could, she turned to face her master in the light. As she turned her eye caught another collection of devices to the side of them. The nipple clamps and dildo stood out within the assortment as she remembered her introductions to both in the past. She knew too well how her master liked to chill glass to painful temperatures before using it against her body.

Now she stood illuminated in her red outfit, her red face partly covered by a few stray hairs and her head hanging before her. The color of her cheeks almost matched that of her lipstick and this showed her embarrassment as she awaited her instructions.

 

[Blue Dolphin]

She looked magnificent, the two dark rings around he rnipples, almost as targets, leading the way to the epicentre of her sexuality.

I approched, adn lifted her left tit, admiring both the softness, and the firmness, and leaning forward, my tongue slipped out, and I licked around the nipple, tasting the lipstick, and then, sucking on her. Pulling the nipple between my lips, where my teeth were waiting. Nipping at the peak, and pulling on it, stretching my slaves tit. I knew that she was watching, and wondering.
I slipped my hand between her legs, ad popped my middle finger inside her, swirling it a little, stirring up her wet and slippy cunt.

Pulling free, I smeared the lipstick ring, covering it in deliciousher juices, before sucking that one also. Sucking it hard, and biting, as my cock now fought to break free of my kimono, but, it was not yet time. I walked around her, looking, touching. I squeezed her ass cheeks, and slipped my wet finger between them, and into her ass, letting he rknow what was to come later.

I moved a little, and held out my hand, to assist he ronto the table, she stood, her back against the pole, and her feet next to the leather straps. raising her right arm, I encased her wrist in a leather strap, then, the same with her left arm. She now stood there, both arms outstretched to the side and secured. Following this I quickly secured both ankles, about a foot apart, before finally attaching a leather strap around her waist.

I moved back, to admire my handiwork, and I was pleased, she was immobile, and open to my every whim. I moved closer, my my eye slevel with her navel, I caressed her lips, pushing and parting the soft velvet folds of he rinner core, opening her, to reveal her hard little love button. I licked it once, and then again, yes, she was ready.

Moving to the wall, I walked around the room, lighting candles, eight in all, candles that would burn all night if I so required. Standing by the door, I flicked off the light, and gazed upon my captive slave. Candlelight flickering, light her up like a beacon, a beacon of my desire.

I slippe dout of my kimono, and stood naked before her, my hard cock swinging back and forth, as I picked up the flogger.

"If you recall slave, your instruction to bring Sir a gift, of your own choosing..........."