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I am so ready to start my day. Now that I’ve found the perfect gift for Master’s birthday, I’m ready to make it happen! I begin with a shower. I find it difficult to wash my pussy without getting more turned on and wanting to cum, but I’m a good girl and manage to get it clean without pushing myself over the edge. I take extra time shaving my legs to get them silky smooth as I plan to wear my favorite sun dress today. After my shower I dry myself off and I notice my nipples are still very hard, so I pinch them each as hard as I can, loving the tingles that radiate from my pussy at the pain. I’m such a good pain-slut for Master! Before slipping on my dress I put on my pink lace collar, feeling the happiness grow within me as I do. I always feel safe and loved in my Master’s collars and this is one of my very favorites. Next, I take the pink, jeweled bum-plug from Master’s bedside table. I wet it in my mouth and then push it up into my still very-wet pussy for added lubrication before finally pushing it up into my rosebud. Master has commanded I can never leave the house alone without it. I bend over in front of my dressing mirror and just love the way the “jewel” catches the light, like it is winking at me! I pick out my favorite matching bra and panties, the pink lacey set, and put them on. Then I slip into my sun dress, the black one with pink highlights. It is tight around my large, luscious breasts and shows just the right amount of cleavage. It is short, cut above my knees, but not too short. I bend over, my bum facing the mirror to make sure it is just long enough to keep my ass and pussy covered, and it is.Then, back to the bathroom to apply just a few small touches of makeup. Before I met Master, I wore a lot of makeup, but Master told me he doesn’t like me looking like a whore. He showed me how to apply just the right touches to “guild the lily” as he put it and I love the results. My Master is just perfect like that!Finally it is time to head out to meet Olivia for an early lunch. The timing worked out perfectly as today is her day off. We have planned to meet at a bistro in the mall and I’m about twenty minutes early (Master taught me it is way better to be early than even one minute late). Olivia must be as excited as I am because she is already waiting outside the restaurant when I arrive. She looks Fatih escort bayan so hot, wearing a dark pair of form-fitting yoga pants and a light sweater. Her hair is tied in a loose braid hanging over her shoulder. She sees me and she smiles at me, a cute little nervous smile that is so charming.I walk up to her and open my arms for a hug. She steps into me and I can feel the energy between us as we hug tightly. She feels so good and smells heavenly. I can tell she works out, yoga I’m guessing, and her body is tight and thin but with curves in just the right places. I thrill at the thought of how much Master is going to enjoy her, as long as I can pull this off!We are seated by the hostess and order our drinks. I can tell she is still a bit nervous as we chat while looking over the menu. Our waitress returns with our drinks and we order lunch. “I love that choker you are wearing,” she comments. “I noticed it yesterday when we met.”“Thank you. It’s a gift from my Master. He doesn’t allow me to wear my official collar when out in public without him. So, this choker reminds me that I am Master’s collared slave, without causing me any issues when I’m out without him.” I say proudly. Olivia’s eyes light up and she finally looks me in the eye. I can tell she’s fighting something inside her mind. “You can ask me anything you like or talk about anything. I’m very open-minded.” I reassure her. “You have a Master, as in you are submissive to him? You are controlled by him?” Olivia asks. “Yes, I am owned by my Master. I am anything he needs me to be. I get amazing pleasure in pleasing him in any way he desires. I will do anything he tells me to, except for my hard limits. I also get punished when I do something wrong,” I explain and stop there as she’s just staring at me. “Olivia, are you still with me?” I question. “Yes, sorry. I have read stories and seen videos of this, and of course, I loved the 50 Shades movies, but I was starting to believe it was just fantasy. But here you are, actually living it!” she says, and I can hear the excitement in her quiet voice.“We live it, yes. Like you, I thought it was just made up stuff before I met my Master. Now, I can’t imagine living any other way.” I explain. “I thought I saw a submissive side to you yesterday with your boss when Escort Fındıkzade he was demanding you clean up. I thought I saw you getting turned on by him. Tell me about that,” I say, trying to get as much out of her as I can. “Well, he is so handsome first off. His voice just runs through me in ways I’ve never experienced before. I find I want to do as he says quickly and well just to please him. He hardly seems to pay me mind, but when I have been able to please him it has been the biggest thrill to have him praise me.” She moves closer to me and whispers the rest. “I have fantasied about him being like a master to me, you know, sexually.” She starts to look down like she’s embarrassed she just admitted that to me. I suspect I’m the first person she’s told so I ask her,“Have you shared this fantasy with anyone?”“Oh, no!” she exclaims. “Like I told you yesterday, I just moved here recently and have not made any real friends yet. My old friends from before I moved would make fun of me for it, so no, I have not told anyone.” “When you fantasized about your boss and being submissive to him, did you cum?” I ask her.She turns bright red and I know without her answering that she did.“Yes.” she nods before saying. “It was REALLY HOT! It made me feel so dirty afterward, how much it turned me on.”“I know what you mean, I used to feel the same way. My mom found a Master/slave story I was reading once when I was younger and still lived at home. She grounded me for a month! But, after I met my Master, I knew I had found my true calling. I just LOVE being his dirty little submissive cock-slut!” I tell her. “It makes me whole.” “So, you saw me and thought I was submissive? I hadn’t thought of myself that way, I thought I just enjoyed it.” she prompts. “Yes, I saw it. I could pick up even more of it when we talked yesterday. And now, sitting here talking about it, watching your body react to our conversation, I KNOW it is true. You will find your true calling in serving the right Master.” I tell her with conviction.“But, how do I go about it? I don’t know what to do,” she says, and I can see her interest growing.“I think I know just the way. And, it helps me out too. You see, yesterday I was here at the mall shopping for just the right birthday present for my Master. I Gaziosmanpaşa escort bayan was having the worst luck trying to find the perfect gift. Then, I saw you,” I tell her.“Me? What do you mean?” she asks. “Master has told me that one of his very favorite things is the experience of introducing a new submissive to the lifestyle. We have been together for over a year now and he has not had the chance to be with a new sub since he and I met.” I explain. “So, I was hoping that you might be willing to be his birthday present!” I rush the last sentence, extra nervous now with so much riding on her answer.I watch her as what I said sinks in. First, I see shock on her face, but then I can also see her really thinking about it and it is obvious the ideal is appealing to her.Finally, she asks, “But what does that mean? Be his birthday present?”I take a deep breath, knowing I have to get this right.“I want you to come to our house on Saturday afternoon and spend the evening with us as Master’s pet. Submit to him and his will. Let him play with you any way he wants. Let him introduce you to what life is like as a submissive,” I tell her.“Will he have sex with me?” she asks.“Assuming he wants to. I’m ninety-nine percent sure he will!” I say. “You should certainly hope so as he is the most amazing lover ever!” I can see she wants to say yes but is holding back. It’s like she feels she shouldn’t be so eager for it. “This obviously turns you on. I can see your nipples are hard. I bet your pussy is quite wet as well,” I point out. Her face turns red again as she answers, “Yes. I’m very turned on right now. But I’m afraid.” “There is your answer. Your body wants it, but I certainly understand why you are scared. Let’s take this one step at a time. Give me a safe word, a word you can say, that will stop anything and everything immediately. Any word you like that won’t be said normally in a bedroom setting.” I decide baby steps are the way to go. “Lemon,” she replies, quicker than I thought she would. “Lemon it is. Now as you’re going to be a present, we need to get you all dressed for him to unwrap,” I say, knowing she has already said “yes” in her mind. “There’s a lovely little lingerie shop down the road. Master took me there right after we first met, and we’ve been back many times. Let’s go and I’ll treat you to something sexy to wear for Saturday.” She stands up in agreement and I know I’ve got her right where I want her. So, I pay for our lunch and take her arm and lead her from the restaurant out to my car. We drive over to the lingerie store and head inside where we are greeted by Sue, the manager.
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