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Christmas Eve
Well a Christmas Carol to wake me up today. I definitely missed the sound of that helicopter. I thought about yesterday and what I had done. My right arm immediately fell down in front of me and its hand skimmed along my abdomen constantly descending until a finger nudged my slit. It was warm to the touch and my pelvis pushed outward to let it sink further between the folds of sensitive skin. I found it hard to think of myself wanting this perverted pleasure but yet here I was playing with my wet pussy while romanticizing with a dominant female. My body wanted to cum now and my pelvis was slowly gyrating back and forth and my index finger had now found its way into my hole sinking ever deeper inside. I could hear the deep breathing of my husband so he was still deep asleep. Another finger found its way to my entrance and my legs spread further apart to allow it access. I now had two fingers inside me and my thighs were lewdly open. My hand moved up and down with my fingers roughly pressuring my clit. I thought of Mistress then wanting me to cum for her as she lays me over her knee and spanks me. The tips of my fingers dug into my clit and pain filled me as I came over and over it seemed. My body continues to spasm in ecstasy with the thought of my ass turning red from the repeated blows of her open hand. Just fantasizing her disciplining her bitch made my pelvis jerk in a fit of pleasure and release. I laid there contemplating the implications of what I was considering even in fun.
I finally removed my fingers from my pussy and closed my legs again. I swung my legs out of the bed and got up heading to the bathroom. As in other days I brushed my teeth but like yesterday I did not pee. I needed to save that pleasure for later during my shower. Finishing up I put on my robe over one of my many nightshirts and tried to nudge my husband awake followed by the children before attending to the kitchen chores. I made it to the kitchen without incident and proceeded to get the breakfast meal in place. As I began that chore it occurred to me that Karen would be back in the office today and I wondered what she would be wearing.
I completed the breakfast setup as each in turn began to arrive. My pussy was still slightly sore from my squeezing it so hard but the remembrance of the pain and pleasure mixed together made me hold me breath slightly in a happy reverie. Once having done the greetings of the day I went off to my shower and fantasy. I entered the bathroom and closed the door behind me. I removed my robe and nightshirt. My two hands went down to between my legs and they spread out to allow them unfettered access. I was watching myself in the mirror. I looked so sexy standing there as my fingers entered through my slit. I was already wet inside and began to think of myself as Slut Sue and this had the effect of my fingers ramming deeper into my open hole. I so wanted to cum right then and my body yearned for the release. My eye then caught sight of an object on the counter and I stopped what I was doing and opened the bathroom door slightly. I listened for their sounds from the kitchen and was rewarded with the hearing each one of them in turn rather quickly.
I softly closed the door and turned sideways to the mirror over the sink. I picked up the brush and held my cheeks up and out with my legs spread. My left hand found its way over my hole and soon two fingers were inserted inside. I gasped in pleasure on their unencumbered entrance as I was so wet now. I held the brush with my right hand and then brought it down swiftly onto left cheek. I winced slightly but that was more in shock of the activity than in any resulting pain. I held my right hand out again and came down with the brush having much greater striking force. I heard the smack of the brush on my ass and my fingers pulled upwards while my body shook in excitement. I hit myself again and again coming ever closer to an intense orgasm but never quite there. I heard my husband from far away get up from the kitchen table. I immediately put down the brush and jumped in the shower while turning it on. My cheeks felts sore as did my pussy from the rough play, but the feelings of delight sparkling throughout me, more than overwhelmed their receding pains. The water got to an acceptable temperature and I got underneath it. At that moment my husband entered the washroom area and so I resigned myself to getting a good scrubbing.
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I arrived at work at the usual time just before 7. Today I was wearing a very attractive ensemble that helped enhance what I thought of as my girl next door image. I had a white stretch cotton long sleeve turtleneck sweater and a black and white pattern-ed wool skirt. The skirt was quite form-fitting and came to just above the knee. I wore a black leather belt about an inch wide with a gold buckle. Under the top I had on a standard white crossing bra which helped in this case to enhance my form. I was wearing opaque white pantyhose and white hip-hugging panties since when I wore this outfit I inevitably gave a show to the male office workers and so this way they would not get a free peek of anything more than my hose. I did not use so much blush-makeup today yet the arches of my cheeks still were prominent yet in a very attractive way. My eyes were set back some but not too far thus portraying both a sense of mystery and innocence. I had on gold earrings that were thin and long in appearance. I had a black leather banded gold watch upon my wrist and my wedding ring on my finger.
To compliment the outfit I had a small black over the shoulder leather bag and black leather slip-ons with an inch and a half heel. It did give an appearance of a school girl look but then I was relegated to buying clothes in the juniors department and this was the most business-like I could do at times. The top clung to my form so the shape of my breasts stood out nicely against the white fabric. I rushed to plug in my laptop so I could see if anyone wanted to contact me. Once completed the startup procedure I accessed my yahoo email account first as I did not want to be overwhelmed just yet by an online encounter with MsK or anyone else. I had a couple messages from the personals site and so I went there to read them. The first was from a man and so I deleted it immediately. I opened the next message and it was from a 38 year old woman from the city. A picture was available and it showed her full black wavy hair with a slightly larger than desired body. Yet she was well-apportioned in all the right places and the black lacey corset she was wearing made her look so beautiful and mysterious. Her call-sign was ‘Madame Midnight' which gave so many interesting connotations.
Her note just stated that if I was interested in exploring my desires that I should write her. I looked at the picture again and thought of her having her way with me. It made me shiver slightly with excitement. The fantasy of this was just so wonderful I thought to myself. I decided to not delete that message and think on it some more. I then started up my messenger account and found MsK online. I did not know what to type to her so I just waited. After a couple of minutes a message window appeared containing ‘Good Morning sue .' I typed ‘Good Morning Mistress' in return and was rewarded with a ‘Very good sue.' I became mesmerized with the message box awaiting her words. We then chatted about any last minute shopping needs either of us might have and then she wanted to know what I was wearing. I wrote back in detail about my outfit and hoped she would not find it unattractive. She wrote back that she was very pleased with most of my choices in clothes but would need me to change one thing. I got immediately worried for I did not know what she would say. However it was not as disastrous as I thought it might have been as all she desired was for me to put on thigh high stockings, or use a garter, in place of the panty hose. I did not feel bad about that at all and said I was sorry. In fact I noted I would make sure it does not happen in the future. She said she was quite pleased with me and then asked me how many times I had cum so far today. I thought for a moment and realized I had only cum once today before I got out of bed this morning. I wrote that back in response. She then wanted to know what I thought about when I had cum this morning. I did not know what to write back as I really could not tell her the truth. I sat there in indecision and finally was brutally awoken by a message from her stating ‘Well?' I just could not come up with a story that I might lie about. Finally the next thing appearing decided it for me as it was ‘NOW bitch!'
I wrote back in response that I had thought of being over Mistress's knee while playing with myself and her telling me to cum while spanking me with her hand. After a moment appeared ‘How delightful sue you are so precious.' I immediately felt so relieved and accepted. This latter feeling had the effect of enhancing my romantic desires for my Mistress. She probed some about my feelings in the fantasy and then finally asked me if I had played with myself today and if I was doing it now. I said I was not now but had earlier in addition to the time I had cum. She wanted to know more about that and I explained about experimenting with the brush. She commended me on my initiative and said I probably looked so enchanting. I just melted reading her words to me. She said she would like to chat with me some more, later in the day, and I said I would be at work until closing at 4. She then said that would work and made a date for us at 2 but said I would have to correct the one problem before we would chat again and do one other task. I asked what the problem was and she said the panty hose. I thought and could not think of what to do as I did not expect that answer. She continued in lieu of my silence to say I could go to the nearest mall at lunch and buy a pair of the same type of hose except in thigh highs and then change into them. I still did not respond and she then wrote after a short delay ‘Understand bitch!' I then typed ‘Yes Mistress.' She then typed that I also needed to do one more task after getting the right hose and putting them on. This task was for me to come up with a way to prove that I was a woman to her. I asked some questions towards clarifying what would be acceptable and then when she had answered all my queries said goodbye.
The morning passed by with much of it chatting in the halls with co-workers. As lunchtime got closer I became a bit apprehensive about the shopping task and also put off by having to brave the mall. However the orgasms I was now having were just so intense and electric and I could no longer live without them. As the period for lunch arrived I grabbed my bag and pulled out my car keys while walking to my parked car. While getting out on the road and driving towards the mall I daydreamed about her having me raise my skirt so she could inspect that the thigh highs were on just like I was a young schoolgirl. I could feel the warmth begin to grow in my groin. Too bad there were other large vehicles around my mini-van otherwise I would have slipped a hand under my skirt. Just thinking of playing with myself in public with no one knowing was making me very hot and my thighs were grinding together. I finally arrived at the mall and had to spend a few minutes finding parking. Once having parked I walked to the center entrance. My dark suede jacket kept me warm until I could enter the building.
Once inside I found the festive mood exhilarating which helped in keeping my unease about the task under control. I had these strange feelings that others knew what my task was and so extra eyes were upon me. This had the ill-timed effect of making me wetter. I decided to get my task done quickly. I made my way to one of the anchor stores and found a match for what I was wearing except as thigh highs. I paid for with cash and then proceeded back to my car. Once I got there and was back inside I noticed no parking space searchers had seen me so I would have some immediate privacy. I looked around the immediate vicinity of the minivan. The exterior windows were sun-screened so I could not easily be seen except through the front windshield and here I was facing away from the traffic paths. I opened the store package and took out the new hose. I reached under my skirt and took the panty hose off. I pushed my shoes to the side. Once they were off I took each separate hose in turn and pulled it up around my thigh. I then put the panty hose into my glove compartment. My fingers slide under skirt and one started to rub against the crotch of my panties finding the right fold to press on. I had to stop this though as a car noticed me and was heading my way. I started the van and headed back to work.
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I had been back at work for a while now. The cool breeze on my upper thighs made me shiver at times with delight. I had to be careful when make co-workers came into my office to wish happy holidays as they might see my exposed thighs and get ideas. It was now two o'clock and I had messenger up and running. MsK's icon went to bright yellow showing she was online. I had completed a voice recording on the computer earlier as the way to show I was a woman. She greeted me and asked if I had complied with her wishes and I responded yes that I had complied with both. I felt myself getting damp. She asked me how I liked the thigh highs and I said I enjoyed them as they made me feel very sexy and aroused. She thanked me for my openness and then asked me what I had done to show her I was a woman. I replied that I had recorded my voice to a computer file and that it should work per the earlier discussion. She noted she would be the judge of that and asked for the file which I then sent to her. She completed getting it and then while I waited for her response I played it again for myself. I heard myself quietly say “Mistress this is sue and it is one thirty on Christmas Eve I am wearing the thigh highs as you wished like your little slave girl.”
A moment after it completed playing a message window appeared with the words ‘Very good slut.' My independent will eroded on reading those words. I would do whatever she wanted now. She asked me if I knew what a slave really was and I said I did but when she queried me further I found I did not. She pointed out that she would observe no limits and once I understood that I said I could not and I was sorry and misunderstood. She kindly noted she expected so and that is why she brought it up to make sure. I thought for a moment she was going to leave me but then she asked if I would be willing to be her slut instead of her slave for the former did not require limitless agreement. I quickly responded I would as my dampness turned to wetness and I could feel an even cooler breeze on the skin against the crotch of my panties. She then asked me to take a marker and reward myself by using it as a dildo in the restroom. I said I would and went off.
Once inside the restroom I noted that no one was there at the moment. I took the end stall, now I should call it ‘Slut sue's stall', and pulled my skirt up while straddling the bowl. I took the marker in my right hand and while my left held my skirt up I pushed it inside of my waiting cunt . I lost control of myself and just kept plunging the marker into my pussy saying very quietly “Yes Mistress” over and over until I came and then I ended with “Thank You Mistress” a couple of times. I straightened up and put my panties back in place. I then cleaned my hands and went back to my office. As soon as I was sitting down in came Karen. She came right over to me and prevented me from rising asked how I was in a very cheerful m ann er. I was at a loss for words and she just kept on chatting away. Finally I was able to respond coherently and we chatted about the upcoming holidays and family plans. I was going to be mostly at home just doing day trips and she was to be in Aspen skiing. I could not help catching myself looking at the base of her body and thinking about making love to it with my tongue. It was such a repulsive yet erotic thought. I thought once she moved so she could look up my skirt but I must have been imagining things. However my prudishness showed through and I pulled my legs together although the thought of her seeing my panties got me excited. She finally had to go and I was able to barely stand and we hugged. I felt her breasts push into mine and my body shivered with delight. I could feel a spot of wetness develop in my panties. I did not want to leave her grasp but finally she let go and so I followed. She and I then said one last goodbye and she left.
After a moment savoring the thought of her holding me I then sat down and brought messenger back online. She was waiting for me. I typed ‘Back Mistress.' I had to wait almost a minute for her reply. I was getting concerned. In reply came ‘Was it good slut?' and I responded ‘Yes Mistress I liked it.' My body ached with desire from having just felt Karen and that mixed with the remembered feelings from having cum earlier. I found I did like it and smiled. She asked me if I was going to be around for the holidays and I said yes. She said she would be too off and on and so I should be online every day to see if she had anything for me to do. I said I would. She said sluts needed to have their activities pl ann ed out otherwise they might make a spectacle of themselves. All I could do was reply ‘Yes Mistress.' She then sent me a picture of her. I could not wait for it to arrive. It then arrived and I opened it immediately. I held my breath awaiting its view. Once it was completed I was taken in awe in her luscious beauty. She was wearing a very skimpy set of bra and panties. The picture just showed her from the lower part of her face to her upper thighs. I could clearly see her sexy smile. I could not make out her hair as it must have been pulled up out of view of the camera. She held a card in front of her that had the time and date as last evening. She was very sexy and I was overwhelmed with her beauty. I wrote back ‘Thank You Mistress You are beautiful.' She responded ‘Thank you sue' and my body shivered in delight at my good fortune in getting such an excellent Domme for my training. She then wrote for me to now follow one important rule and that is that she must grant authority for me to cum unless my husband initiates something on his own and that I was not to entice him. I could play with myself all that I wanted but could not cum unless allowed by her. I responded that I understood and agreed and then we parted for the day. I thought to myself how she resembled Karen to a degree but the picture was not complete so I could imagine her being Karen still. What a wonderful thought for the holidays.
At that moment my phone rang and it was Karen. She said she was sorry to disturb me with business but her client needed some more technical sales information and could I travel with her to Chicago on Monday night the 5 th of January. I looked up my calendar and said I could, thinking of getting to spend the night with Karen, maybe even alone. Karen thanked me profusely and said she would take care of the reservations and maybe even get us a penthouse double suite with her hotel points. She said the client might want to go out for dinner that night and it would be a very formal place so I should bring a classy dinner outfit. The next day I would need a feminine jacket skirt affair. I told her not a problem and she said for me to have a great holiday and was gone. I almost came from just thinking about my fantasy almost coming to life. I then thought about how lucky I was to be able to indulge my fantasy without having to do it.
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