months were destined to be the
hardest of my life, but I needed comforting. So I laid my head over
on hers.
“I really need too.” She took my hand
in hers. “Will you show me what it’s like to be your sub tomorrow
night, Master?”
The sound of Master rolling off her
lips was enough to cause my cock to rise to a full erection. I
could never give her what she really needed, a man that she could
lean upon, but I’d give her a night she’ll never forget. “Meet me
at eight in front of the Dungeon. Plan to stay awhile.”
She got up and swept the dirt from her
pants. After she kissed me on the top of the head, she walked away
without a word. I set there long after she left pondering my
future. Something told me that my life was about to change
forever.
I took out my phone and text
Charlie.
I want a full background
check
On Mrs. Cherry Black
I want to know everything
From social security number
To bra size.
Thanks
Chapter 4
Cherry Black
I sat in the middle of my living room
stroking a large white box topped with an over-the-top red bow. I
was completely giddy at the thought that my ex-husband was leaving
after picking up the kids when Sir’s security guard dropped it off.
I was a little timid about opening it though. I picked up the card
taped to the top and read it.
Mrs. Black, the last two
nights have been medicine to my all-to-damaged soul. Tonight, I
don’t plan on talking, but showing. Come ready for a night, I hope
you never forget. Until then, E
My heart sunk to my groin. He didn’t
sign it Sir, but E. It was not his name, but it was one step closer
to breaking through to the prize that was Master. I carefully
opened it, not to mess up the perfectly placed bow. Inside was a
red halter dress. I picked it up to inspect the fine bead work on
the bodice when I discovered a black, lace, see-through bra and
matching panties. I examined them shocked they were the correct
size for my large frame. Tucked into a pair of eight-inch heels was
another note.
You would be simply
magnificent in a cotton tee-shirt and yoga pants. I want you to
feel as beautiful as you are. Please wear them tonight. At least
for a little while. E
I took out the heels and tried them
on. I wobbled and felt like a newborn calf. I was far from graceful
and beautiful, but Sir went a long way of showing me
differently.
I called Amy to inform her I would
have my interview written and on her desk in less than two days.
But the truth was I wanted someone to know I was meeting him at the
Dungeon that night. Safety was the first rule I was taught in
journalism. She shrilled and she didn’t even know what I was truly
planning on doing with him.
I spent the rest of the day writing
and the dreaded editing of my article. Just listening to Sir’s
smooth, lyrical voice on my recorder cause lust to pool dark and
dangerous in the little black panties Sir sent me.
I had to quell the ever going tension
in me. So I spent the remainder of the day, showering, shaving
twice, washing my hair, and then spent a good hour drying and
styling my hair so that it fell in thick, soft curls down my back.
Thanks to James insisting that I stayed perfectly put together the
last twenty years, I was a pro at make-up. That night, I never
wanted to appear more polished. I think I hit the mark too, even I
could see I was hot.
I took the ex-husband’s corvette that
I made sure to ask for in the divorce. It was the first time I had
ever driven it, but something about high heels and a sports car
gets the juices flowing. I even caught myself rubbing my thighs
together on the ride over to meet Sir. As soon as I shifted into
park at the Dungeon, the cellphone vibrated in my cup
holder.
Go through the front door
It will lock behind you
Take the stairs to the
right
At the top of them turn
left
I held my phone in my hands making
sure I followed each direction correctly. Sir was right.
Anticipation was the biggest aphrodisiac. Lust bubbled through