Utopia
I am reclining on the sofa, relaxing. I have a glass of chilled Rose
in one hand, a crop in the other, my favourite CD is playing, and
the room is softly lit with candles and an open fire.
Today my house has been cleaned by my male slave, it is spotless and
gleaming to my specifications, my washing and ironing is completed,
I have been fed a three course meal, and the dishes have been
cleaned up afterwards. All the errands around the house and garden
have been successfully completed, the shopping has been bought and
put away and my bills have been paid; all by my male slave as per my
instructions.
I'm going out with girls shortly, my male slave helped me get ready
and took all the effort out of my getting ready routine, from
bathing, pamering, shaving my legs, massaging me, preparing my
clothes, polishing my shoes, painting my nails and drying my hair.
I now relax on the sofa awaiting the taxi sipping my wine, I use the
crop as an aid to concentration for my male slave, who has his head
where it belongs under my skirt and between my thighs desperately
trying to give me my third consecutive orgasm before the taxi
arrives.
He is squirmly nicely bless him, you can tell he's tired from his
day of chores, the nipple clamps are digging in nicely and his
chastity belt swings about like a church bell as he eagerly laps
away at my pussy. He sticks his bottom (full with a buttplug) up
proud whilst he eats me, as per my instructions.
He's got a bit of a sweat on, knelt before me, trying to balance on
his knees with his wrists bound behind his back and the added weight
of my legs resting on his back, but he seems to be enjoying himself
because he seems soooooo eager to make me cum. He's done such a good
job that I might share him with the girls when we get back tonight.
in one hand, a crop in the other, my favourite CD is playing, and
the room is softly lit with candles and an open fire.
Today my house has been cleaned by my male slave, it is spotless and
gleaming to my specifications, my washing and ironing is completed,
I have been fed a three course meal, and the dishes have been
cleaned up afterwards. All the errands around the house and garden
have been successfully completed, the shopping has been bought and
put away and my bills have been paid; all by my male slave as per my
instructions.
I'm going out with girls shortly, my male slave helped me get ready
and took all the effort out of my getting ready routine, from
bathing, pamering, shaving my legs, massaging me, preparing my
clothes, polishing my shoes, painting my nails and drying my hair.
I now relax on the sofa awaiting the taxi sipping my wine, I use the
crop as an aid to concentration for my male slave, who has his head
where it belongs under my skirt and between my thighs desperately
trying to give me my third consecutive orgasm before the taxi
arrives.
He is squirmly nicely bless him, you can tell he's tired from his
day of chores, the nipple clamps are digging in nicely and his
chastity belt swings about like a church bell as he eagerly laps
away at my pussy. He sticks his bottom (full with a buttplug) up
proud whilst he eats me, as per my instructions.
He's got a bit of a sweat on, knelt before me, trying to balance on
his knees with his wrists bound behind his back and the added weight
of my legs resting on his back, but he seems to be enjoying himself
because he seems soooooo eager to make me cum. He's done such a good
job that I might share him with the girls when we get back tonight.