We All Wear Masks Sometimes

[DeliciousMaiden]

Tasha

He raises himself again, making me moan still louder.
His tongue teases my navel. It dances and circles it.
Without warning Frank moves his hands to grab my ass.
He lays once more and lets his fingers dig into my flesh.
I give a moan of pain, yet am aroused by his firm mauling as he begins to manipulate my ass...

His hands imprison me and push me down still further onto that rock hard cock.
I squeal as his nails graze, then dig into me.

Back and forth I ride him.
His hands guide and press me down further than I have stength to do alone.
He pulls me towards him as he screws me soo thoroughly...

“Tasha you please me well in your obedience,…. I love you”.

His hoarse whisper are enough to send me over the brink.
My body tenses.
I feel as if all my nerve endings are ignited.
His hands grab my flesh, his nails rake into me as I let myself slap down onto him so hard.

Even as I'm convulsing about his cock, Frank retains his grip on my ass.
I hear his grunts as time and again, he forces me downwards.
I squeeze his cock tightly.
My legs are thrown wide, stretched to take all of him into me.
He grapples with my ass, mauling and pummeling it against his rock hard member.

My body contorts as I scream in release.
Yet even now I am impaled, imprisoned...

I collapse limply with exhaustion, but Frank is still hard.
Still he uses my fucked hole.
Still he screws into my helpless body.
Still I moan and thrash.
Still I am his...

 

[cgraven]

Tasha screams her ecstasy, her head thrashing in mindless pleasure as she come violently.

This wanton child, now spent, her breathing ragged . Tasha collapses, limp, with exhaustion, Bathed in sweat passion borne, a pink glow of satisfaction radiates from her.

I smile at my impaled captive Tasha, No longer is she bound to me by chains and collar, no a more subtle collar and chain hold her bound now. She has only known callow youths, never has wanton pleasure engulfed her till now, and still I am not through with her. As my hands continue to maul her as, a finger from one hand worms its way into her dark rose, twisting and teasing her. Soon Tasha rides that finger as it thoroughly fucks her ass as I take the last measure of her sweet pussy, till orgasm again racks her spent form, we come tighter. I have never know such ecstasy before and My words tell my “Special Good Girl of my delight with her in choked breathless grunts as our climaxes intermingle.

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Tasha

My body releases to such fulfilment.
Exhausted, dizzy, I collapse on top of Frank’s hard body.
I moan softly as my body glows, lit by my surrender to such sensual pleasure.

I lay as if lifeless, yet Frank’s hands grapple my body.
He gropes and grasps and moulds me.
His cock still iron cast is drilled into my core.
He grabs my ass once more, his hands moulding me closer onto his rampant rod.
My legs are splayed weakly.
My breathing is ragged.
My head is spinning.
I am a puppet, a doll, with no will or power to evade Frank’s sweet abuse.

The feeling of his hands moving to part my ass cheeks elicits a soft moan.
One hand traces the line, which divides each manhandled buttock.
I gasp as a finger begins to slowly insinuate itself at the entrance of my tight opening.
I summon the energy to squirm, trying to free myself from the gently insistent invasion,
yet the finger works its way upward,
Twisting … turning … teasing …
I move my hips more, in an effort to shake that probing digit.
More urgently I move my hips.

Just when my movements transform to welcome rather than rejection of his finger, I do not know.
My thrashing seems to excite him.
Our moans mingle.
He pushes forcefully into my ass, fingering fiercely...

I squeal, but raise my buttocks, before clamping down,
clamping down on the instrument of sweet torture.
Again and again, he penetrates my hole, ravaging my anus mercilessly.

He grunts with effort, fucking me ever harder as my cries increase, cries to urge him on;

”Ohh.. mmm. Yesss.. yesss.. ohhhhh.. please.. !“

Driving together towards completion.
I open myself fully to him once more.
Frank fucks me roughly, wildly.
Our bodies build and finally release.
Our cries mingle Frank seems to split me,
Forcing cock and finger into me, he holds himself buried inside both holes.
Shooting his scolding cumm deeply into the core of my receptive body, he murmurs;

“Tasha… you are so special… “

I lay beneath him.
His eyes are on mine as my body trembles uncontrollably,
My body still trapped in the helpless throes of orgasm.
I watch him as he finishes off:
Watch him as slowly and deliberately he pumps the last of his load into me.

With each thrust, he murmurs;

” Special ….. Good …. Girl …..
Such ….. a delight….. mine… “

And with each word, each thrust he marks me as his own.

 

[cgraven]

That night I claimed my sweet innocent Tasha as mine forever. Oh yes I had awoken the latten sexual drive of her youth, my age and experience no match for her youth pretences. That mask had been striped from her. Mine the fumbling, bumbling, diocese as well. Yet there where still Mask that we wore.

Hers that she was mine and mine alone. Mine that I was her devoted Master and she was my Special, “Private Pet,” , My Good Girl.

Yet Tasha was still so woefully innocent of the dark world that she entered, her eyes wide open but not seeing the reality of her further life, for her old life was gone forever, just another “run away” high school girl.


Tasha is spent, she glows radiantly in her ecstasy, her supple body, sweat soaked, shimmering, under the dungeon’s harsh lights.

“Fredrick draw a hot bath in my room ………. Yes rose water & jasmine. …Oh about 10 minutes or so…….Fine”

I return my undivided attention to My Special Good Girl, My Pet,…..Tasha. My fingers tenderly brush back the matted hair from her cheek, a gentle kiss to the nape of her neck as I unlock her collar & Chain, no need for these now for I own Tasha, sweet so innocent Tasha, body and soul now. I marvel at how light she is in my arms, yet how firm and supple her young body is. Part woman, part child at the brink of full woman hood and she is MINE.

The lift takes to the luxurious rooms of the club’s private residence. I am greeted by knowing smiles from other devotes of are particular pension of sweet young women.

The widest from Fredrick my co founder of the club.

Frank all is as you have requested my friend…………. Do you mind?


“No Fredrick go right ahead as your help was indispensable “

I let Tasha lull back in my arms her head drops her firm breasts exposed. Frederick tongue flicks across her taunt nipple suckles it gently and rolls it on his tongue. A contented little smile spreads across Tasha’s face and a wanton little sigh as her arms reaches for my neck

Fredrick steps back and we exchange a knowing smile.

I bathe Tasha easing her sore muscles, easing away her woes and bring a touch of pleasure as she drifts in and out of consciousness. I dry my special girl and dress her in a virginal white teddy and so Tasha enters a new phase of her young life.

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Tasha

I lay senseless on the bed in that room.
Unable to stop the soft moans that pass my lips, I feel my body glowing, on fire.
I’m so exhausted, yet filled up, completed, like never before.
My eyes are tight shut and all I am aware of are the sensations still coursing through my body, darting like so many electric shocks from nerve ending to nerve ending, all but delirious with over-stimulation.

I hear Frank’s voice as if from far off.
His fingers soothingly draw my hair back, he kisses me lightly.
I murmur, but make no coherent sound.
I feel his touch, his arms about me.
Knowing myself to be safe in his care, I allow myself to collapse into the coma of sexual exhaustion.

It is not until I feel the light teasing of my nipple that I realise that I am in Frank’s arms and that he is carrying me.
My eyes are still shut as I smile, realising that his erotic tongue is flicking to taste me once more.
With a sigh I reach for him.
His breath is hot on my ear.
Secure, I relax against him once more…

I next come to my senses as I feel my naked body lowered into the steaming, fragrant bath.
My eyelids flutter open and my head drops back as I look up to see Frank smiling.

A sponge in his hand, he washes my body. The gentle motions are so soothing.
I close my eyes and give myself up to the sensations.
Like a dream, images of Frank’s face, Frank’s touches, Frank's words, flit in and out of my consciousness.
My body is lulled, eased, until finally I realise I’m wrapped in a big fluffy towel and laid on the bed.
Frank patiently draws the fabric about me, patting and rubbing, drying me thoroughly.
Tending me as patiently and lovingly as any parent.

My eyes are open now as I look up at him.
I let him move me, position me.
My movements are languid, automatic.
I’m filled with a drowsiness that has seeped into my whole being.
Like a child, I let him dress me.
The lace skims over the surface of my newly perfumed body.
Frank prompts me to stand, secures the garment.
I stand unmoving as Frank walks around me, surveying my outfit from every angle.
I’m vaguely aware of his eyes on me as I stand, focusing hazily on the big bed before me.
His hands graze my body now, as he moulds the material to my curves.

Frank takes my hand and wordlessly leads me to a mirror.
I raise my head and see myself.
My auburn hair is loose about my shoulders.
Its colourful frame emphasises my almost ashen complexion.
Only the cheeks, which burn crimson, mirror the colourful riot of my hair and contrast dramatically with my pallid complexion.

I look critically at myself.

This is no blooming rose of innocence I see before me, but a scarlet flag.
My cheeks show the marks of the sizzling sex I have been subjected to,
They evidence such wanton pleasure that, though I have been bathed in the healing heat of an anointed bath, still my face tells of my submission, my surrender…

Looking down my body now, I see the pure white fabric clinging to my curves as a second skin.
The effect is demure, yet understatedly sexy.
My breasts, though visible through the sheer material are ornamented to hint and suggest;
Likewise, the smooth mound of my sex is disguised, glimpsed, rather than displayed.

Thus adorned, I am both available, yet untouched.

Frank’s eyes are on mine in the mirror.
Slowly I watch them travel possessively over the reflection of my body.
I shiver, wondering what my destiny will be at his hands.
Am I to be a bride, or a sacrifice?
Even as the question flits across my mind, I know it to be of little significance.

Whatever I am, I am what he has created.

I am his.

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

OOC:

A reminder of what our lil Tasha looks like ...

 

[cgraven]

I smile as Tasha studies herself in the mirror. She leans back and melts in to my arms. Tasha the frighten little girl is gone as she submits totally to my will. Sweet Tasha into my arms and carry her to the bed, we lay in each other’s arms, cuddling nose to nose and I kiss her, long slow and gentle. My eyes smile into Tasha’s.

“I take you Tasha as my own Special Girl, Now and forever.’

Her eyes captive to mine and my will .

“And you Tasha?”

And so my words give her a mock wedding as I plan the next step for poor innocent little Tasha, as I bind her ever closer to me and my will.

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Tasha

I watch Frank's expression in the mirror.
I see and feel him wrap his arms about me lovingly.
He sweeps me into his arms and carries me to the sumptuous bed.
We lay pressed together.
His caresses are unhurried, gentle, he is loving, attentive.
I sigh with happiness as he kisses me.
His kiss in undemanding now, merely slow and gentle.
His eyes dance with affection and happiness as they gaze deeply into mine.
I feel my heart flip with a sense of belonging.

“I take you Tasha as my own Special Girl, Now and forever.’

I gasp at his words, his declaration.

“And you Tasha?”

I blush at the intimacy of the moment and speak softly.

"Ohh Frank ... I take you ... as my own, to be with you and belong to you, Now and forever ... "

My voice trembles with emotion.
I know Frank wants me as no other has ever before.
Frank smiles and plants a gentle kiss on my lips, sealing our commitment to each other.

 

[cgraven]

"Ohh Frank ... I take you ... as my own, to be with you and belong to you, Now and forever ... "

Tasha’s eyes are alive with such tender innocent love as she kisses me. I smile and my eyes praise her and lovingly hold hers.
A quick sweet kiss a my lips brush hers.

Rest my love for today has been long .

I cuddle Tasha in to the crook of my arm. An kiss her forehead as we are both spent.

An as she drifts off to sleep I think of all that is to come with the morning sun, how I will dress her, and think of the poor innocent woman, child the sleeps so contentedly by my side, the new ways that I’ll enjoy her lush body..

Ah yes tomorrow and more for poor little Tasha to experience.

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Tasha

"Rest my love for today has been long."

His words, his smile, his kiss.
Frank shows his love for me in so many ways.

I sink into the warmth and comfort of the large bed.
His arms are about me and hold me closely to him.
His touch is protective and tender.
My eyes close and I sigh softly.

I am content, secure.
I know I'm safe ... I feel as if I've come home.
I smile, forgetting the past, thinking only of our present and not worrying about the future.

I slip into a blissful, carefree slumber ...

 

[cgraven]

I smile as “My Special little Girl snuggles by my side at peace, a smile on her angelic face her breathing deep and even so at peace. I smile as I plan her sweet Tasha next step in to a life of debauchery that will be her new life a dainty morsel an play toy to meet my needs and those of my friends, who ever I decide to bestow her charms on and she’ll will in the end eagerly do my bidding.

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Tasha’s night of peace passes as her body once again grows strong, I kiss Tasha a wake.

“Time to dress my “Pet”…..I have something special for you to wear today.”

I smile as Tasha’s eyes grow wide and light up in anticipation.

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Tasha

My sleep is deep and long and peaceful.

My first stirring in the morning is when I feel Frank's mouth moving gently across my lips then kissing my eyes, cheeks, ears, neck... then returning to my lips once more...

I draw myself out of my drowiness and open my eyes.
His face is very close.
I smile self-consciously and speak softly.

"Good morning, Frank ... "

His eyes are on mine as he strokes my hair away from my face and speaks lovingly.

“Time to dress my “Pet”…..I have something special for you to wear today.”

My eyes light up with excitement and curiosity.

"... something to wear?"

I question softly. as I sit up slowly, wondering exactly what my little treat is ... ?

 

[cgraven]

"... something to wear?"

Tasha voice is a soft whisper her eyes bright and so alive as she stretches, her youth and innocent beauty stirs my dark passions , but time enough later to satisfy them now I must set the stage for my Innocent Tasha next step in to my dark world which will be hers from now on.

I take Tasha’s small dainty hands in mine, draw her to her feet to stand basined our bed. She is so trusting, full of hope, the joy of being loved and cherished dances in her bright sparkling eyes. Slowly I lip the strap of her “Virginal White” teddy fro her shoulder, a kiss there, then the other strap and a tender kiss to her bare shoulder. Tasha’s Teddy hangs about her waist, I lovingly kiss each of her hardening nipples, then work the flimsy garments down over the sensual roll of her supple hips and kiss the downy, spun fire, of her fleecy “Venus Mound”.

I rise Leaving Tasha standing there in her naked perfection. I return carrying a gift wrapped box and lay it on the bed.

“Open it “Pet”………..A small gift for you.”

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Tasha

Frank’s hands capture mine gently as he draws me to my feet.
I stand beside our bed and smile up at him.
His eyes are full of promise and our eyes lock, exchanging a loving look.

Frank’s hand moves to my shoulder strap and slips it, kissing where the soft material has been. He moves to the other shoulder and once more frees it, kissing the exposed skin. The lacey material slips downwards. I smile and shiver as it caresses my body soundlessly to stop at my waist.

I murmur softly as Frank kisses one nipple, then the other.
His tongue flicks, he sucks as I watch his head lowering before me one last time before his hands move to my waist.
Slowly Frank words the garment over my hips, placing a kiss here, a kiss there, until the fine material pools at my feet.
Frank smiles tenderly and lowers his head still further to kiss me intimately, gently, lovingly.

His eyes hold mine and he turns leaving the discarded teddy at my feet.
I stand and wait, at ease, but curious.
Promptly he returns with an elaborately wrapped gift box.
He lays it on the bed beside me and turns with a smile.

“Open it “Pet”………..A small gift for you.”

My eyes dance with excitement at such a treat.
Frank smiles lazily, indulgently, yet I can see he is eager to see my reaction to the proffered present.

I turn and without noticing step out of the teddy leaving it on the floor and move hands to excitedly draw the bow, ribbons and wrapping off the box.
My eyes move to his, with a smile of anticipation before I take the lid off the box.
Eager to see what is concealed in the tissue paper I slowly draw back the protective layers.

”Ohhhhhh” Frank!!”

I gasp in delight and look at him, cheeks pinked and eyes dancing with pleasure.
My hands move forward and gently stroke the luscious riot of white fabric.

Though unsure of exactly what form and combination of garment is secreted within that box, the contents seem romantic and strangely virginal.

”It’s…. lovely… !”

I whisper, touched by his generosity and the obvious meaning of such a thoughtful gift...

 

[cgraven]

I smile as Tasha’s eyes grow wide with excitement, the easy and sensual grace of her movements as she steps from her discarded Teddy. What natural sensual beauty, all the more alluring, for Tasha does not realize her own natural youthful sexuality.

”Ohhhhhh” Frank!!”……………………… ”It’s…. lovely… !”

Tasha’s voice and awed whisper.

I take the sating bodice / lace panty combination and ease it up her supple body, and zip up the back it molds to Tasha’s firm body, strapless, it modestly, caresses her breasts. The hint of a drop lace sleeve, the sheer transparent, skirt hangs down to just above the turn of her trim ankle, so innocent and virginal, It covers Tasha’ Supple form but does not hide it. Next I ease the long sheer lace opera gloves up Tasha’s arms, Ah just the right touch, I smile to myself. I work the sheer, lace topped, white mid thigh nylon on. My hands caressing Tasha’s legs a kiss to he velvet inner thigh, then the with satin pumps I slip on to herd dainty feet .then I kiss the instep of each foot.

I step back admiring my creation I smile , then a puzzled look crosses my face,. Again I leave only to return in a matter of moments. I place a sheer bridal veil on Tasha’s silken auburn tresses, and Place a bridal bouquet of white roes in her Hand.

The mockery of a wedding complete I smile at Tasha,

‘’My dove your Beautiful and all mine forever my “Pet”.

I watch as Tasha’ turns too the full length mirror.

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Tasha

I stand and watch Frank ease the fabric away from the folds of tissue.
I step into the bodice and let Frank ease it up along my body letting the pure white lace cling to my curves and the panties mould around my bottom.
I watch breathlessly as Frank adjusts the lace sleeves and runs his hands over the net skirt as he arranges it about me.
He takes a hand and slides the long lace gloves up my arm, first one then the other.
His touch and the lace caress my skin as I take a deep breath.

Like a doll being dressed I lift a foot letting Frank ease on first one thigh length stocking, then the other.
His hands are all over my body, clothing, shaping ...
Lastly he adorns my feet.
A loving kiss is dropped on each instep as I slide into the beautiful, soft pumps, which finish the outfit in satin luxury.
I stand, a vision in brilliant, virginal white and smile dazedly at Frank as he surveys me in my outfit.

His smile radiates momentarily, and then changes into puzzlement.
I look at him wondering at his concern and see realisation dawn on his face.
I watch as he turns and leaves.
As before, I stand immobile and uncertain.
My eyes follow him as he once more enters the room, holding something behind his back.
Looking up at Frank I see him smile and watch in amazement as he places a bridal veil on my head and puts a bouquet of white roses into my numb hands.

I look at him questioningly.
This is no wedding and yet …

‘’My dove you’re Beautiful and all mine forever my “Pet”.

He turns me towards the mirror once more and I see myself reflected.
The girl looking back at me has the flushed excitement of a new bride, but something is wrong.
This is no wedding gown.
The outfit is sexy, alluring, not revealing and yet conceals nothing.
I shiver as I see the way Frank has dressed me.
I am his creation in every sense of the word.
He has shaped me with loving attentiveness.
This is how he wishes me to be.
And I have let him mould me.
I am decked out in bridal finery.
It is not marriage he is offering me, yet his words, his possession of me is as binding.
I am indeed his…

 

[cgraven]

I see the confused look in Tasha’s eyes as if we where only playing at dress up. My arms around her waist I hug her to me as she studies her virginal bride reflection. And I kiss and nibble the nape of her neck.

“ Tasha it is not the words of some pompous cleric that weds a man and woman but it is they taking each other, and my “Special Good Girl” I take you as mine know and for always.”

I tell Tasha all that I know she longs to hear all that she so desperatly wants.

I turn Tasha to me and left her chin then kiss her with a sweet passion that claims her body and soul.

“Will you take me as your loving master, who loves and cherishes you so?”

And in that seemingly simple question I ask the innocent woman child to abandon her will to me for ever.

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Tasha

I watch Frank lean forard. In the mirror I see his eyes on mine, evern as he lowers his mouth to my neck.
He kisses lightly, making sure that he sucks and licks and nips the sensitive flesh before releasing it.
Again his eyes are on mine as he states simply:

“ Tasha it is not the words of some pompous cleric that weds a man and woman but it is they taking each other, and my “Special Good Girl” I take you as mine know and for always.”

He turns me gently, lifts my chin and seals his words of love and devotion with a passionate kiss.
His kiss is deep and seems to suck out on my very breath and feast on my passion.
My heart, my body, my soul are drawn out as I tilt my head back offering myself up to that possessive kiss.

As he releases my mouth, Frank's eyes are on mine, his look intent as he speaks:

“Will you take me as your loving master, who loves and cherishes you so?”

I shiver with pleasure, knowing that Frank is offering me everything he has, all he is.
The veil is still pinned to my head, the whispy folds about my ears, framing the pink cheeks of my face.
I clutch my bridal bouquet, knowing that I cannot deny him, that I cannot turn away and leave all that is now laid before me.

"Yes, Frank ... "

My voice speaks softly, the tremor of emotion apparent as I continue.

"I'll take you as my Master ... "

To be loved and cherished sounded beyond my wildest dreams.

" ... I'll be yours ... "

I declare innocently, offering myself to him.

OOC: Tasha's wedding dress

 

[cgraven]

"Yes, Frank” ..........."I'll take you as my Master” ............. I'll be yours”

Tasha’s voice is soft and reverent as she so innocently, offers herself to me.

I turn Tasha in my arms, and seal her fate with a most tender kiss. This is her day, it will probably the only day that I truly consider her needs 1st.

My hands travel up her firm calves to her thighs, gentle yet demanding, in their touch. Fingers grazing her puffy lips, as I stand, beaming with delight, at the image of Tasha before me. It is perfect, her body, face, her submissive pose, everything that is truly her, young vibrant, and innocent. Tasha wild, sensual, wanton. Feathers kisses trace along the slender column of her ivory throat, to the alabaster perfection of her breast swirling around its heated contours.

Fingers lightly dancing on velvet thighs, barely a touch, no more then a kiss, a gentle breeze upon searing flesh. My whole being reverently worshiping Tasha.

And so Tasha wedding day passed in tender love.

It was early evening when Tasha again stirred from her blissful slumber. Her bright eyes grow wide with wonder as she spies another gaily warped box.

“Your honey moon trousseau Tasha.”

I smile.

“Yes you may open it now.”

I laugh at her unspoken question.

“ Now dress quickly while I shower and shave you do not want to be late for your Wedding supper……Do You?”

I smile to myself at the irony of my words as I step into the shower. Tasha’s Wedding Supper and she was to be the main course.

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Tasha

I stir and murmur in my sleep.
My body feels so languorously sated.
Never have I had such a day.
My wedding day; the day to celebrate my union with Frank.

Stretching in my sleep I move unconsciously towards the heat of his body and feel his hand stroking my hair as I doze once more.
Images flick through my mind.
The touches so tender, so indulgent, so different from what had gone before.
I sigh as I relive the way Frank slowly brought my body to life as I stood before him in that wedding dress.
Even now, I can feel his hands stroking, his mouth kissing, licking, tasting, until my body ached and I begged to have him inside me.
Frank’s whispered assurances that he would indeed fulfil my wishes, but that there was much pleasure to be had first.

The image of myself in that white outfit is engraved on my mind.
In my sleep, only half aware of what I’m doing, I move a hand between my legs as I imagine Frank’s tongue working between my sensitive folds.
Once again, I imagine how I shivered as Frank dropped to his knees and moved his head up between the sheer net skirt and nibbled the sensitive flesh above the lace tops of my white stockings: Then the gasps of pleasure as he eased the flimsy lace aside and began to suck and taste and slurp as I moaned in ecstasy.
I push a finger into my wet pussy as I remember the erotic image, which is etched, on my brain, the image of Frank removing that lace barrier and eating out his bride.

Then finally as I move my finger in and out of my moist pussy, I remember how Frank made love to me over and over again, never withholding my climax, always giving, bringing me to pleasure time and again.
Again and again, I had quivered and clamped down on that shaft as it stroked in and out of my body, sometimes tender and gentle, sometimes hard and lustful.
On and on I had ridden those tides of pleasure and passion.
Again and again, I felt the delicious pulsating of his cock and the bathing of his cumm as he filled me up until I overflowed with his seed.

Finally spent, sated, exhausted, I had lain wrapped in his arms, the wedding dress laying discarded, strewn about the room, the last item to be discarded as I finally collapse with fatigue is the bizarre veil. I grasp that now as I move my hands from their self-pleasuring and draw the veil to me, vaguely aware of a movement beside me, telling me Frank has risen, has left the bed, yet I cannot summon the strength to stir and sleep on.

It is much later when I finally awake, early evening already!
I stretch, and reach out to Frank.
In his place is a large gift box, similarly bedecked with ribbon, reminding me of the gift of my wedding outfit.

“Your honey moon trousseau Tasha.”

Frank’s voice breaks into my musings as I see him approach the bed.

“Yes you may open it now.”

I giggle realising Frank has noted my eager curiosity.

Jumping out of bed eager to get ready for my promised Wedding supper, I glance shyly at Frank and ask if I might shower before putting on my new outfit,

”After this morning and… this afternoon … I… “

I break off blushing, thinking of how my body needs soothing and cleansing after such erotic lovemaking.

There is a glint in Frank’s eye as he assents.

”Of course Tasha, my special girl must be fresh and pristine for her Wedding Trousseau … and as I recall, you enjoy showers, my pet … “

I eye him in confusion, but he takes my hand and leads me to the bathroom, leaving me to luxuriate in the hot steaming water whilst he shaves…

By the time I emerge from the bathroom, my hair hangs damply about my shoulders and my skin is pink and shining, subtly scented by the soap, the fragrance natural and neither heavy or sweet.

At long last, I draw back the ribbon. Seated on the bed and wrapped in my towel I draw off the lid, wondering what it is that Frank has bought for me to wear for him.
I draw back the tissue paper, layer-by-layer, anticipation thrilling through me.
I look curiously, my hand running over the material, lifting out the outfit piece by piece. At first I think there must be some mistake. Then imagine that Frank is playing a game, a trick? Yet … I hesitate, unsure what to do …

”Frank … !”

I call wondering if he has gotten into the shower yet, taking the plaid skirt and carrying it to the bathroom.

”Are you sure… is.. this what you want me to wear … ?”

I ask, wondering why Frank would want to dress me in what is obviously supposed to be a schoolgirl outfit?

 

[cgraven]

”Are you sure… is.. this you want me to wear … ?”

There is a shy questioning in Tasha’s voice.

“Yes Tasha for it symbolizes that you have started a new life as mine, I as your master to teach and guide you in all things”

I kiss Tasha on the on the fore head, and give her a playful swat on her firm little rump.

“Now go get dressed my Pet””

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Tasha

“Yes Tasha for it symbolizes that you have started a new life as mine, I as your master to teach and guide you in all things”

I look up at Frank puzzled ... Master... teach...?
He smiles and kisses me on the forehead in that causal loving way of his.
I giggle as he swats my ass.

“Now go get dressed my Pet”

I smile my assent and return to the bedroom.
I stand eyeing the package.
So ... he wanted to be playful, I guessed?
I could do that, I think.
It was not the trousseau I'd imagined, but still ... to please Frank ...

I lift the sheer blouse out of the box and smooth it over my body. Buttoning the front, I look in the mirror and notice that the material is almost totally transparent. I have found no bra to go with the outfit, so assume that one is not needed.

Next I slip into the white cotton lacey panties.
They match with the lacey hold up stockings that fit snugly finishing high up on the thigh.
The effect is topped off with heeled shoes.
Finally I shake out the plaid skirt and step into it.
The pattern is school girl checked.
The skirt flares out from the waist and finishes slightly above midthigh.
Attached to the skirt are two straps that lay over each breast designed to keep the skirt in place, much like men's braces.
I examine the effect closely in the mirror and notice how they fit snugly over each of my breasts, my soft flesh straining beneath the restrictions of the material.

I stand and look critically at myself, curious to see the effect.
Bemused, I realise that something is missing.
I search the box, a smile coming to my face.
Taking a brush I take the two elastics and part my hair pinning it up into two auburn pig tails.
Seeing my reflection once more, I giggle and pull out the sheer blouse knotting it at the waist.
I didn't want to look too neat.
I was going to play the naughty school girl.

I stand back and survey the finishing touches.
The effect is complete.
I smile and excitement sparks in my eyes.
I cannot wait until Frank sees this!
I hold back a giggle.
We would have some fun with this, I was sure!

 

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I come from shaving wearing only a black Kimono, my towel over my shoulder. I stop in mid stride as Tasha puts the finishing touches on the look I have so carefully crafted for her, as she parts her hair pinning it up into two auburn pig tails. Tasha is stunning, gone is the makeup she used to fashion the mask of being in her early 20’s gone the chique outfit, nothing is left that mask that I had striped bare from her. Now only the peaches & cream, freshly scrubbed look that reflected Tasha’s own, natural, stunning, beauty. I smile , as she giggles, my arms slide around Tasha’s waist and I hug her to me.

“My Pet you are stunning our quest will all be so jealous of me tonight.”

A sweet kiss, which lingers a moment then it is off to Tasha’s wedding supper.


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The opulence of the private dining room of the club is done in a high Baroque style. Master’s and their subs, Mistresses and their fawning slaves.

As we enter Fredrick announces our arrival and all eyes turn to Tasha. There is a hushed silence all eyes on her my arm goes around her waist and I hug her to me. Then suddenly the room erupts into applauses and congratulations. Fredrick ushers to the head table, and we are repeatedly stopped and Tasha complemented on her fresh natural beauty., I on my good fortune at having here as my own sweet Pet.

We feasted , and danced the night away. Tasha was the belle of the ball. We returned to my room about 2 in the morning Tasha a little tipsy from her wedding champagne.

“Ummm Tasha Lets play a game my special Little Girl has made me so proud to night.”