I had asked my lover what he wanted for a birthday present.  Just a casual question as I had my eye on a leather jacket that would perfect for him.  But I didn’t get a casual reply.  He told me that he wanted one evening to live some of the fantasies that we had talked about.  Little playful stories to spice up our love making.  Only he wanted to make them real.  Which meant that for one evening I would be his little sex slave.

I agreed, thinking the evening would be as much a treat to me as it would be to him.  But I didn’t realize what he had in mind.  Until the evening in question.  I got home from work early and found him already there.  He asked me to go bathe and get myself ready for him.  To shave, trim, smooth and scent my body for him.  Then to put the clothes on he had laid out on the bed.

In the bathroom there  were candles lit and my favorite wine poured.  There is something so sensual in preparing yourself for a man.  Rubbing soap over skin you know his lips will touch later, dabbing perfume in the secret places he would be exploring.

So I was already turned on when I saw the sexy bra, garter belt and stockings he had bought me.  I smiled when I noticed there were no panties, and that the bra did little more than lift my breasts instead of covering them.  Smiled until I slipped on the short black dress that was fastened only with a belt at the waist.  Smiled until I stood in front of the mirror and noticed that it was so sheer you could see the darkness of my nipples, the ribbons of the garters and that I was pantiless.

I turned this way and that in front of the mirror.  The paleness of my ass shown like a moon beneath the dress.  The front of the dress was a deep V to my waist where the belt held it closed, leaving the sides and tops of my breast exposed my flesh whitee against the black material.  When I moved the skirt parted giving flashes of stockings and bare thighs. I felt more exposed than if I had been naked.   And a curl of excitement and fear combined in my stomach.

I turned from the mirror to add long earring and stiletto sandals to the outfit then turned back for a final look.  My hair lay long and wavy against my shoulders; my makeup was sultry but tasteful.  I looked like a high price call girl.  I had never dressed so sexily before.  I felt feminine, sexy and nervous.  I went out to show my lover.

He was sitting sipping some wine but stood up when I came in the room.  I went to him and was going to kiss him but he put his hand on my shoulders and held me back.  I thought I might see some sign of approval in his face but he showing nothing of his feelings.  “Turn around” he told me.  So I slowly circled as he watched the dress swirl and play peek-a-boo with my body.  “You look just right” he said.  I was puzzled, right for what?

“I have something for you,” and he takes a small jewelry box.  Inside is a lovely gold chain but instead of a clasp there is 2 little loops.  “It’s beautiful I say but how does it fasten”.  “I’ll put it on you” he replies.  And he brushes the dress back until my nipples are exposed.  He pinches them until they stand out pertly, drapes the chain around my neck then he puts the loops around my nipples pulling them tight.  “WOW” this is a new feeling.  My nipples feel like they are going to burst.  They’re hot and tight.  But before I can react to that I feel my lover’s hands on my shoulders pushing me down to my knees.

“Suck me” he says.  Well I’m hot enough not to need encouragement.  I unzip him and free his beautiful cock.  I run my tongue all around him before taking it in my mouth.  I put all my talents into pleasing him, pleasing myself as well.  Then I feel his hands in my hair, he’s pulling my mouth harder on him, thrusting deeper in my mouth.  As he cums in my mouth I feel him pulling on the necklace, tightening the loops on my nipples, pinching almost more than I can bear.  It sends an unexpected thrill thru me and I cum too.

He helps me to might feet and kisses me sweetly.  “Are you okay” he asks.  I nod shyly. “Go wash and fix your make up and we’ll go then”.  I look at him like he’s crazy.  “Go?  Go where?  I can’t go anywhere dressed like this”.

“You promised.  You told me that you would make my fantasies come true and tonight I am going to take my lovely sexy slave out and show her off.  Have you changed your mind, or are you still willing to let me do what I want with you.  The choice is yours”.  I looked at him.  How could I disappoint him?  I did promise, plus part of me was still very turned on by it all.

“Just give me a minute and I’ll be ready to go” I said.  And he smiled that wonderful smile that could make me do anything he asked of me.  But as I walked away I couldn’t help but wonder just what would he ask of me, and what would the night bring?

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