I am dressed in black...the darkness caresses my body, the short skirt, with its
slit up my right leg.,the blouse of pure silk, ending just as the skirt
begins......and the small thong, a triangle of satin trimmed in lace that covers
my smooth mound and then almost disappears in the cleft of my ass. while
encircling my small waist...my full breasts are snuggled within a demi bra of
the same satin and lace..a small wisp of lace garter belt holds my black
nylons...the high heels are from Chanel,and of fine supple leather with tiny
gold chains enslaving my ankles the scent of my perfume as I move is
"Red".......my hair lays at my shoulders, the light catching its pale gold glint
as it does the tiny chains at my ankles......the music playing is an old Prince
CD......the rhythm slow and sexual ....

I stand before the dark oak mirror with its long oval glass, I feel the music as
well as hear it dancing is as natural to me as breathing and my body begins
without me.My hips sway seductively and I touch then running my hands along
their curves, my hands go to my waist, I press against it holding, my hands and
the music begin to have a mind and will of their own, my eyes close and as my
long lashes lay softly on my cheeks, I feel hands on my breast .. are they mine?
at this point I do not care. I only want their touch...they cup both breast and
the fingers feel the nipples grow taut and hard thru the silk fabric, a small
moan of pleasure escapes my lips....I feel the dampness forming at my core ..my
hand pushes against my mound, I feel the rivulets start to flow......

I slowly unbutton my blouse. I let it slip like a kiss off my shoulders .. my
breasts look as though trying to escape their bindings, but they must wait
.....I unbutton the skirt and unzip it then i slowly slide it down over my ass
and to the floor.....I move to the chair, placed so i can still see my
reflection in the mirror...I sit down.and remove my shoes and unhook my nylons,
I slowly push them down and off each leg.....I love the whisper feel as they
leave the warmth of my legs..I put my high heels back on my now naked feet..I
stand and unhook the lacy garter belt. letting it fall to the marble floor.

my body again taken, captured by the music begins to move.. my hips swaying my
legs spread apart in a seemingly sexual offering......I move faster as the tempo
increases he's singing the song "Cream" ,I unfasten my bra and my breast sprang
free, the tempo slows, I stand just slowly moving my hips side to side ,
thrusting my pelvis forward .. a fucking motion......I stop ..

I lay down on my bed face down....the silky roughness of the duvet pushes
against my nipples, I moan as I press my body against my bed.....my fingers
gently trace where my thong meets the cleft of my ass, i shiver as the heat
begins to spread.

I turn over, I cup each breast as I lean down my tongue licks each nipple, my
fingers take the nipples and twist hard .....I moan as once again the connection
of my mind ,my nipples and my clit is established my left hand continues to
touch and torment my nipple my right hand goes to my mound ....i slip my thong
aside and trace the opening of my sweetness....I feel its wetness,I spread the
outer lips , wetter still, I feel my center ,my core... opening more with each
touch. my legs spread wider ....I dip a finger inside and bring it to my lips
....I smell my desire, the honey scented sweetness, I lick my juices from my
finger...licking and sucking as if it were my lovers manhood.....my excitement
is heavy in the room now ....the need ...the desire.. my hips moving... reaching
..I allow one brush stroke on my swollen clit .....it sends shock waves thru my
body ....I stroke my begging clit again and my moans are louder than the
music......ohh God ....i want I need

I must .........but wait .....I have not been given permission to fulfill my
pleasure.

I pause ,my body screams no ...NO.!....now pleasure NOW.?....but....my mind .my
training ....but I am not owned ,......No......not true I say out loud .for in
my mind I am always OWNED.......my Master is out there ,he is waiting ....and he
is pleased.