1. Master Takes Me Away


    Date: 10/5/2015, Categories: BDSM, Author: Innocentgirl29, Rating: 10, Source: LushStories

    After having yet more disappointing sex with my husband I roll off the bed when he starts to snore and I look down at him, casting my eyes over his body. Bob is still sexy with his medium build and brown short hair but I know that need more. I grab my phone and send an email to my Master explaining what has just happened. I tell him in detail about the frustrating and unsatisfying sex I have just had and although I know that my Master won't get the mail as he's away on business, I have to send it anyway. He goes away often and I hate it because I miss him so much on nights such as this. Just before closing my emails I check my rules for this week. When Master goes away I always get a message with a list of things to do, tasks to complete and rules to follow. Today, I was not to wear panties to work and now I need to see my instructions for tomorrow. I click on the message containing Master’s demands. “Tuesday's rules: dress and attend work as normal. Get home before your husband and put on the following - short skirt and low top, heels and underwear and make sure it's sexy underwear. I want you to tease your husband, drive him to want you desperately but don't you dare let him touch you my slut”. That's a rule I like the sound of and I’m very happy to do as ordered. I get back into bed and drift off to sleep whilst planning my outfit for the next day. The working day is busy and I cannot wait to rush home to change before Bob gets home. I have a shower and make sure my legs ...
    and pussy are all smooth and then slip on my silky purple panties and matching bra. I pick out my favourite pink top which is very low cut but sits perfect on my boobs and complete my outfit with my short black skirt and heels. There is little else I can do during the evening other than wait for Bob to come home so that I can start to tease him. Eventually he walks in with a face like thunder so I know he’s had a bad day and nothing is going to happen tonight. I think about getting changed back into my comfy pj’s and slippers, but I remember my instructions and want to be able to tell Master that at least I tried. Whilst getting dinner ready I hear a knock at the door and as Bob is busy watching television to get up I have to put the meal on hold and get down the hallway to open it. I must to be taking too long as the mystery person knocks again impatiently. I’m annoyed at the double knock and dinner interruption. "All right hold on!" I shout bad-temperedly. I turn the lock and pull open the door open as quickly as I can, banging it against the wall. Then I suddenly regret shouting the way I did. My Master is standing in my doorway. "That is no way to talk to your Master is it my little slut!" he growls. My Master is at my front door. There is my Master. I can see my Master in front of me. The same thought but coming from every possible angle is going around in my mind. My heart skips a beat, I feel my panic rising, my mouth is open and no words are coming out. "Slut, is that ...
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