1. L's Story


    Date: 7/20/2017, Categories: BDSM, Author: gushkinbanda, Rating: 5, Source: LushStories

    She looked at the clock, though it was hardly necessary, she knew it had been precisely twenty-five minutes since he had let her know that he was on his way home. Being punctual was something that had always been a point of pride with her. As usual, she had spent the day keeping the house arranged, something she took a great deal of pleasure doing. Today, like every day, the floors were spotless, the rugs were swept, the dishes were clean waiting for him to put away (he insisted that he should do something), and his clothes were clean, folded and put away (she rarely wore any and preferred it that way). For her, keeping the house gave her a feeling of pride and purpose and he always praised her work and showed his appreciation. He did this so often and in so many ways that it embarrassed her. Though he said it shouldn't as she deserved it. She checked that dinner was going as planned, made one more pass around the house ensuring everything was in its place, and then took her own place, kneeling, beside the door on the soft mat placed there just for this purpose. She waited there, patiently but excitedly for his entrance, anxious in both mind and body. She breathed slowly and deliberately, counting her breaths, feeling her heart pounding. She did this every day and yet it never stopped being this exhilarating. The anticipation of his return, of her opportunity to serve him again, filled her with joy and fulfilled her deepest need. Her reverie was interrupted by the sound of ...
    his key in the door. She took one more deep breath and straightened her back, settling her hands in her lap and gazing at the floor. As he entered, she could feel, if not see, his smile. He closed the door and bent down kissing her on the top of the head tenderly. "I've missed you, Little One." She smiled so broadly that it made it difficult to respond. "Thank you, Sir. I've missed you too." She raised her eyes without raising her head to see if his excitement was showing... hoping to see it. She loved serving him orally. In fact, her mouth fairly watered at the thought of it and it wasn't the only part of her that got wetter at the idea. "Not right now, Little One. You'll have that opportunity soon." She blushed as he, again, seemed to read her mind. He held his hand down and helped her stand, holding her tightly against him. "I have a surprise for you, Little One, but you'll have to wait until after dinner." She frowned. He smiled. He knew from her past reactions she both hated waiting and that anticipation excited her greatly. They walked together to the kitchen with their arms around each other's waists. Well, his hand was a bit lower, just where she liked it. Once in the kitchen, he emptied the dishwasher as she put on an apron and finished preparing dinner. All that was left was plating and garnishing so it was simple and quick to do. Once he finished, he went into the next room to put on some music. Once she finished, she placed the food on the table, fetched the cuffs, ...
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