1. The Devil's Chamber Part 1


    Date: 9/27/2015, Categories: BDSM, Author: Jessica_Jones, Rating: 6, Source: LushStories

    It was three days earlier that the mysterious invitation arrived in my mail slot. A single piece of black card stock with simple silver letters. I ran my fingertips slowly over the raised cursive. The words whispered from my lips as I read, "Miss Jessica, your presence is required on June 20th. Be ready for pickup at 10:00pm- dress to impress." I wasn't expecting an invitation and no one in my tight network had mentioned a get together. There was certainly no formal event in my agenda and I am very anal about marking the calendar. Who was this from, and what could it be? The thought of a mystery party excited me. What is life if not lived on a whirlwind? I put the invitation on the kitchen counter and went ahead with my day, but this small bit of excitement stayed in the corner of my mind. I spent the next three days preparing for my mystery party. Being the girly-girl that I am , I know how to prep for a formal occasion with the best of them. I had my hair and nails done, of course not forgetting to wax. I am single after all and you never know when you're going to meet Mr. Perfect, or Mr. Right now for that matter. It's no secret that I hadn't had a man in my life for some time. There hadn't been a Friday night that had passed where a girlfriend of mine hadn't tried to play matchmaker. When the night of the 20th arrived and I was in a panic. I spent nearly three hours sorting through every outfit in my closet. Pairing skirts with blouses and dress pants with more formal ...
    shirts. After having tried on everything I owned to no avail, I knew there was only one choice- my secret weapon. I reached into the darkest corner of my closet and pulled out a tight fitted black dress. The silk cotton blend hugs the curves of my 5' 6" frame. The dress featured a stooped neck line; low enough that my perky 36 DD breasts could taunt from across a crowded room. My curly red hair bellowed far below the hooks of my strapless push up bra. Black sheer nylons and a pair of red three inch stilettos finish the outfit perfectly. A few minutes in the bathroom to apply rich crimson lipstick, jet black mascara, a little peach blush, and I was ready. I sat perched on the edge of the bed, running my hands up my smooth nylon covered legs. I felt the lips of my feminine folds against the nylons. Brushing ever so softly, it sent a small currant of pleasure through my body. Before gliding down the stairs to collect my purse, I spritzed some Chanel # 5 perfumes on my neck, and did a slow spin in front of the mirror. I stood there for a moment admiring my hard work. Not only did my outfit look amazing, but the Zumba and Yoga classes I had been attending really perked up my behind. My hands traveled down my silhouette and traced every curves. If there is one secret to the little black dress, it would be to never wear panties; panty lines are a silhouette killer. I was dressed to impress without a doubt! The clouds were covering the moon that night, it added to the mystery of what ...
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