Well isn't that special?

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I've put reading of Fantasy Made Flesh (Deborah Addington) off for a couple days, until everything sorts itself out... busier with work and son etc etc.

Kink Fest is just around the corner, and I'm still in the dark as to what to wear for the formal dinner. Ro said we'd go shopping to find something for His princess (that's me ha!).

Which is nice and all, but... if I haven't got any ideas as to what I want, how am I gonna find something? And corsets are not the best things for a dinner... cuz then ya just feel like a pig wrapped in a blanket. And that ain't cool.

Argh.

He's determined to make me over into a little goth girl.

Sorry - I don't do goth. Then again not my decision.

Some chics look real fuckin' hot in black everything, but not this girl. I like colours.

Ha.

Oooo, maybe a cape?

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And a little story to end today's entry.

Of course, posted for the enjoyment of Sirkel Jerk, cuz he so nasty,

mreow

Note that the following story contains explicit adult material. If you are offended by such material, please skip this entry. If you are not of legal age to view such material, don't read any further cus it could fuck up your little brain. If you are not of age but really want to read about sex, please click here.

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Stepping out of the shower, and using the towel You left for me to dry off, I moved to stand infront of the mirror... reaching for the body lotion, moving my hands over my body, rubbing the lotion in..... over my neck.... down my throat... my breasts, stopping to touch my nipples, arousing myself the tiniest bit.

Catching Your eye in the mirror as You watched me.... not wanting to tease myself too much I figured it was time to dress... going to the closet, figuring out what to wear... settling on the short black skirt & sheer blouse You had purchased on one of our previous shopping trips in the city.

After dressing, You decided to start.. wrapping a silk scarf around my head, securing it with a know in the back and leading me to the car.... not telling me where we were headed.

Whispering in my ear at the stoplights, saying how wonderful I smelled, how soft my skin was... nipping at my neck or running your hand over my thigh and up under my skirt, teasing the naked pussy beneath it... not knowing where You were taking me was exciting... scary at the same time.

I had lost count of how many turns the car made, whether we were going north, south, east or west... wondering to myself what people in cars next to us thought when they saw I was blindfolded, feeling Your hands, Your lips and Your hearing the whispers in my ear.... all of it was making me wet.

The car stops finally, and You step out, walk around to guide me out the car, giving me Your hand, closing the door.

I could barely make out the sounds of music, and was trying to figure out if we were at a dance club or not.. leaving me blindfolded, You walk me up the sidewalk, thru the door of the club... lead me to a table and have me sit there.. You tell me to keep the blindfold on, and I better not peek or else it was my ass, and to wait as You get our drinks.

Thinking how silly I must look, sitting at a table by myself, blindfolded, I feel someone placing their hands on my neck, moving them over & down my arms.... having memorized Your touch I knew it wasn't You... the hands were softer, more like a woman's... and when the person ran their tongue along my collarbone I knew it was a woman, cuz I could smell her perfume.

Sitting back in Your chair, watching my body react to the woman, You figured it was time for me to see the girl You bought for me... You motioned for the girl to sit in the chair across from me and removed the blindfold... watching as I moved my eyes over the girl.... she was gorgeous..... long dark hair, blue eyes.... no makeup..... she was topless, as it was a strip club You had brought me too, and she had only on a thong, her legs were long & tanned.

You leaned over, kissed my forehead, and whispered into my ear, "Time for you to enjoy her body My sweet pet".

The girl stood, began moving her body to the music.... moving her hands over her body as she danced, only inches away from me... putting one leg up along the side of my chair.... leaning over so that her breasts were in my face.... straddling me as I sat there, just watching, sitting on my own hands, fearful that if I didn't i'd touch her... grinding herself on me.... kissing my face, my neck...

Oh nooooooo!

The song was over.

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