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Christmas Day
Today the children brought me out of my slumber. Now would start the culmination of the Christmas ritual. I was wearing a red silk two piece nightie . It had proven useful in having my husband ravish me. I had not lured him in as I had promised to MsK , but I definitely used some leeway. The next few hours were now a blur of activity passed, and it was turning one in the afternoon with finally some time to myself to check my messages.
I decided to bring up messenger first. On activation a message window appeared containing notes from MsK . The first note was for me to make sure her nickname appeared as Mistress K in my software. It took me a little bit of time to figure how to set this correctly. The next note was for me to describe what I was wearing today and to give her choices for me for tomorrow. In reading this I had to stop and reread it again. She was really going to try and control my life. I sat there frozen in the chair thinking if I had made a wise choice. I looked back at the screen and decided to read the rest of the notes first as there were two more. The next continued to ask questions with this one asking how, where and when have I cum since yesterday and would I like to cum now. I was not really sure if I wanted to cum right now as I kept returning to her controlling parts of my life. The last note helped me to decide though. She wrote that her thoughts were on a certain sexy slut named sue who has a very sultry and alluring voice followed by kisses and hugs from K. My heart just melted and both of my hands dropped to my lap and pressed down as I sucked in a breath. I wrote back about the nightie I had on right now and how I was going to change into tight blue jeans and a tight holiday sweater so I would look sexy for her. Underneath I would wear only a cross strap bra that had lacy edges and no panties. For shoes I would wear slip on leather loafers with a one inch broad heal. On jewelry my husband had bought me a gold necklace with sapphire pendant that created a nice contrast with my eyes so I would wear that with a pair of small gold hoop earrings. A small amount of pink blush with some bright red lipstick and a touch of blue mascara would complete my desired look. For tomorrow my choices were similar to today, a wool skirt and silk blouse, or a dress pair of slacks and a blouse or sweater. I then wrote about having sex last night with my husband and how I had cum. I finished with saying I would try and be online again before 6 tonight. I opened my mail that had been trying to notify me it was available. I had a message from another person on bondage.com but they were not my type. I thought it might be best to turn off my profile as I was just overwhelmed dealing with one Mistress. I decided I should and brought up their splash page.
Having completed turning off my profile I went to the next message which seemed to be a greeting card. I clicked on the link as the card was from Mistress K and then another window appeared with the card starting to load. I waited until it was done and saw a short blonde haired woman kissing a red patent leather shoe of a long brown haired woman who was dressed in leather and holding a mistletoe branch above the other woman. It said Happy Holidays and there was a note from Mistress asking me if I would like this as a present. My right hand stole down to my lap and my legs parted slightly. I turned and looked to make sure no one was coming into the bedroom. I then started rubbing my clenched fist against my slit with my tongue sticking out like I was licking her shoe. My pelvis rutted hard against my hand and a wave of pleasure rocked my body. Right then I thought that I was not cum unless she allowed me so I stopped. I had to wait a moment for my breathing to subside. I would save this card for later. The next message was also from Mistress K stating how she found me so alluring and desirable and how she would like to see a photo of me if possible but that she understood my need for privacy. My breath caught in my throat on reading that. I really couldn't have pictures of me out there with people saying I was a slut. I ran a Sunday School program and that bit of news would not go over at all. I decided that maybe another voice recording would work for the time being. I continued to read the note and it finished with a command that I cum for her and describe it to her later. My heart was elated now. I could do the voice in advance telling her how I was going to cum later per her requirements for the note went on to spell them out in detail. I would need a bit of private time to do this for her though. I logged off the computer and went back to the living room.
I made sure everyone was occupied for the time being and then told my husband I would be taking a shower. He replied ok and I explained the same to the children with one of them wanting a glass of water. After getting that I went off to the bedroom. I closed the door and proceeded to get back online with my mail program at Yahoo. I then brought up the sound recorder program and began speaking in a very low sexy tone as follows: “Good Afternoon Mistress, Your sexy slut thanks you for allowing me to cum like your bitch and I will write to you about it later.” I stopped recording and played it back. It was perfect and my slit was damp already. I then wrote her an email telling her I had received her messages and her card. I wrote that I liked them all and was sending her a message in return.
I then logged off again from the computer. I went into the bathroom and closed the door. I took off my robe and hung it up. I proceeded to take off my bed clothes and looked at my lithe and naked form. My right hand went down to my slit and started to massage it. I just could not help myself now for I was currently under her spell. I had to do as she commanded and I would be rewarded.
I turned on the shower and let it warm up. I went to the counter and looked over my brushes and combs and found one that would be just perfect for the task at hand. I got into the shower and put down the brush and proceeded to lather up my body. It was sensitive at the moment and my nipples were all perked up. My pussy lips were protruding outward slightly so my hole was most likely visible. My fingers ran over my hole with the index slipping inside when it passed by. I felt so alive with pleasure. I now took the brush and holding it by the handle swung it around my body and struck my ass with it hard. The sound of it hitting echoed throughout the bathroom. My left cheek hurt from the blow. My left hand was now over my slit and its fingers were feeling around inside while I was saying as she wanted “spank the slut.” I said it again and struck my ass once more. My fingers rammed into my pussy and I moaned out loud. Again I said “spank the slut” and this time hit myself harder and it hurt yet the pleasure intensified offsetting it. I just could not wait anymore and started to spank myself with the brush over and over only repeating “slut” that I could hear while my fingers stroked me forcefully. I finally came collapsing onto the shower floor still striking myself. Once laying on the floor I dropped the brush and lay on my back spreading my legs wide so the shower hit against my open pussy. I continued to fuck myself with my fingers now saying “fuck me Mistress fuck your slut.” I came again and that was a unique experience as my body just shook in ecstasy. My body finished its spasms of joy and I got up and completed my shower. I looked at my left cheek and saw it was very raw and red but it did feel nice and warm.
I got dressed after toweling off and getting cleaned up some more. I pulled on the jeans and they rubbed just right on my slit. I sat down at the computer and described in detail how my shower transpired. I felt so like a little naughty girl telling my Mommy what I had done wrong and as I did I got damp. What was wrong with me and how could she have that effect on me?
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