I slept at his place.. I am so bad at packing my bags reasonably, I always bring too much stuff with me. But well, why shouldn't I need 3 pairs of shoes and 4 different dresses, when staying for only one night? I must say, though, that I always remember clean knickers, even though some might say, that I forgot them this day on purpose. I didn't!!!! But, as Mr. said drily,
"You will just have to walk around all day without knickers.."
In thin, tight, white trousers? Yes..
My day was quite interesting, first I went for a walk round the park with a male friend. All the time I was aware of my naked cunt against the seam of my trousers and the tickles caused by every step I took, not to mention the moisture..
Later on, the fitting room in the clothes boutique. Ok, the dress actually looked its best without me wearing knickers, but I still got serious heart palpitations when the sales person too quickly shouted through the curtains:
"Are you wearing the dress? Are you ready?"
Oh, I was very, very ready..
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Evening, after a long week of being busy from 5.38 am until 0.30 am (or was it 0.32?). You can guess, what happened, after eating sushi and drinking champagne, and after a quick little stroll trough the park.. Me, laying on the sofa, deep deep asleep..
When I finally woke up at 1 am., I asked, why he hadn't woken me up to get his way with me.. He answered, that he had indeed tried, but I was just laying there, saying girlish happy murmuring sounds, so he couldn't bring it over his heart to wake me up.. But what if you are a slut and just dream about being pulled by the hair into bed (or the sofa, I am not choosy), and used..
I finally managed to persuade? him to use his tawse, just a bit, before we went to sleep, just such a shame, it doesn't leave any marks. But my cunt didn't care about marks..
Saturday morning.. I used all the female skills of power, I had, and set my alarm clock for a whole hour before having to get up.. I was well rested, and who wouldn't be after sleeping away all of Friday evening.. Lucky again (who said luck, when it comes to a horny woman with soft hands), I was allowed to feel his hands, regular beats, firm, hard on my buttocks, and he made me whimper for more, for the cane.. Gucci is at my place (my loving name for what is just the best..), but he has a wooden stick that is normally used to turn down his wooden blinds..
"Slut, you will just have to wait until tonight. I have plans, I want to make use of my rope, but you have to walk around with no knickers on until then.."
He knew very well, that I was going out for lunch with the girls..
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