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Are We Ready?
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Are We Ready? He has summoned me.... I travel to see him, prepared as instructed, shaved, no underwear, short skirt, white shirt and black boots. A journey of 2 hours, on public transport, with my heart thumping, my thoughts racing and my pussy throbbing with anticipation. I look around the coach, - 'are people looking at me?, do they know where I'm going?, do they know I'm not wearing panties?', my inner thighs now damp. Afraid to make eye contact in case they give me the knowing smile. I can't concentrate on the book I have with me, I'm nervous. I check my phone, no calls from him. No text since last night, hope everything is OK. What if he's changed his mind?, what if this is a joke, what if he isn't going to be there, what if he is???.. Oh my God, what if he's not alone. My pussy spasms at this thought, and I realise that that thought rather then filling me with fear made me hornier. I pick up the book again, read a line.... I hear my phone beep, I grin relieved, I pick it up. No message.... I was hearing things. I think I'll text him, let him know I'm on my way ask if he needs anything. Text is sent, its delivered and I grin knowing that he will have to respond. I wait and wait…..and wait....no response. Now I'm worried!! I calm myself. Start telling myself I know what he's at, he's trying to wind me up, he's ignoring me on purpose, he’s just trying to unnerve me. I grin …Who’s unnerving who? I can smell my sex, hot and wet, I look around, I know the guy the other-side of the coach knows I'm wet, I know he knows what I'm doing. I'm embarrassed, afraid to shift in the seat in case I make things worse. I recognise old landmarks and know that I will be at the bus station soon. My heart is thumping, I'm hot, my throat is dry, my thoughts are cluttered, and I reproach myself for being silly. I concentrate on my breathing, close my eyes, calm,.. open them again I cant help it, my eyes closed intensify the thoughts and images I have allowed to develop in my fantasy. I see the bus station... not long now. I climb down from the bus, hoping that there's no wet patch on my skirt. My thighs are uncomfortably sticky and damp, I'm sure the driver knows because he gave me knowing grin. I had half hoped he would be waiting there, just to surprise me, but no. I text to tell him I have arrived and that I will get a taxi to the house. No response. I walk along the street, counting my steps, breathing deeply. My bag is heavy. Thinking to myself 'hope I don't get mugged' how would I explain the equipment in my bag…. the nipple clamps, the variety of vibrators, the ropes, blindfold, stockings. Allow myself to think about how I would give that statement to the police.!!! I hail the taxi.. shit... it has leather seats. Definitely going to leave damp patches. The last 15 minutes of the journey are the longest. I begin to wonder if I'm doing the right thing. I know I'm safe, but am I right? I should have used the bathrooms in the station, should have freshened up, too late now. The car turns onto the drive. My whole body is aching with anticipation. I'm excited, I'm nervous. He's standing waiting... I look at him, I feel the need to exhale but can't. The faint glimmer of a smile on his face, that look in his deep brown eyes, the playful twinkle. I go to him, he lifts my head, kisses me gently, all is right with the world. "Did you do as your told?" "Yes, Master" He pushes my legs open, lifts my skirt. I stand as he probes my pussy. I push down on his fingers, he grins and pulls away from me "Hmmm wet... Good girl" He places his fingers covered in my juices into my mouth. I suck and lick his fingers clean. Eyes closed now, just waiting for the release. He moves to the other side of the room. I'm standing there, wet pussy exposed, the shiny wetness on my legs, skirt pulled high. I feel exposed and vulnerable, I feel myself blushing I want to cover myself, but know that this will displease him. He just stands looking at me, not talking, not touching just watching me. I shift.... he raises his eyebrow.. I stand still again, hot with embarrassment. Wishing he would touch me, speak to me.... do anything... something... "Are we ready???" I nod... Ready and willing... I exhale.  |
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3/11/2006 3:40 pm |
shar, who ever summoned u must have some imagination he, if it was a he, is to be applauded, i hope u enjoyed it, it sounds as if u did
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Tab.. thank you. I really enjoy reading your blogs. Think you can tell l'm enjoying exploring this aspect of my sexuality. Just unsure as too whether the content was appropriate for the site, then thought its my blog, my sexuality and if people don't want to read then they wont. So here goes yet another adventure....lol
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3/4/2006 3:12 pm |
WOW, I have been in this kind of relationship for eight years now, and I loved reading your post...
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thanks for the comments was unsure about posting something 'sexual' wanted too, but it really is an exercise in confidence and exposing ones hidden thoughts. Thanks again for the comments. Luvpiano....on my way..mix the cocktails..  toothysmile... well l'm considering it.. how are you as a tour guide? Citzen.... Thanks, but I know you you don't need to take notes..i've rear and re read,..then read again your stuff...hmmmmmmmmm CPP....now now now.... you couldn't be my Master we spent too much time giggling, walking, eating, sharing... however a spank friend might be good...lol mtnravyen... thank you... let me know how it goes .xx vilmac..thank you... just might have to write a little more.
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mmm... any plans to come to athens?...
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wow PODD... wish I was your Master lol. Think you would have given me a run for my money in the Christmas story competition!!!!!
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3/1/2006 8:25 am |
Oh Sharl thats hot mmmmmmmm !
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3/1/2006 5:03 am |
Glad someone can still draw breath........whew...........
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3/1/2006 12:16 am |
Shar, the only word for this is "intense" Les xx
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