Dawn`s ultimate fantasy 1 - Sex Stories

Dawn`s ultimate fantasy 1

Dawn`s ultimate fantasy 1 Let`s have a quick refresher about Dawn first; she`s a pretty little thing, just 5 ft 5” tall, Married, has Husband, An occasional Lover and a Master, who Every week calls her to his lair uses her as he wishes then sends her home next day well fucked. She then sends her adventures as a note to me her Scribe who in turn writes them up as a story for her and dotes on her every word/ Meanwhile the hubby Andy (a devoted cuckold) is sat at home with his kit in a chastity cage, awaiting her return his only knowledge of what has happened is the story by the scribe on the stories return. The master is known to send for her to ride by bus to his place in just a coat, collar and high heels for humiliation purposes it was this was to lead to her undoing and it happened like this; One Thursday afternoon at tea break at her work, she sat chatting when a message from her master arrived it simply said “8 40 pm Saturday, Mine dressed just the coat collar and heels Next the jewel will be the word slut. She smiled, understanding completely. She sent OK There was no further communication she knew if she couldn’t do as commanded she could send the single word, “unavailable” and he would except that she was pre-booked for a f****y thing, or it was her week , or she was unwell, she knew though she would then suffer next time he sent for her. She continued work as though being called across 12 miles of Oxfordshire on a cold February night dressed in a ¾ length fur coat ...

... and shoes with no other clothing on a public bus to allow a man not your husband to do whatever he wished to your body, was as normal as a shopping spree. To her it was, she had been doing this for some years now, it was her form of relaxing, giving her body, totally, absolving herself of all control, even of blame perhaps, mentally she couldn’t explain it completely even to herself. The master excited her beyond anything any man had ever managed, her hubby was good, but there are some people in this world who excel at sex and the master did it for her, though her body occasionally suffered badly she bore the pain and bruises with pride. She loved pain, sexual pain, it was her way. She tucked the message away until she got home; when she did she put an x on the calendar, pointed it out silently to Andy and knew that at 8pm the latest on Saturday she would leave for the bus Friday came, and Friday went, Saturday, no work so up and flit round the housework, aided by Andy, down to the shops fetch a few items, do the laundry, house-wifely things long hours on the shop floor stopped her doing in the week. At five they ate, before Andy was allowed to re-shave her pussy smooth and bare followed by a bath. Andy patting her lovingly dried with a big fluffy bath towel, applying the talc with care over her carefully dried and powdered and to him so precious body. H er shoes coat and the belly jewel lay waiting her She lay back on the bed as he fitted the small jewel in the belly piercing, ...