This is just the preparation, though, for your real afternoon visit – the visit where you will come face to face with me again. Or, face to dildo, I should say. Because once in the hotel room, you will be instructed to blindfold yourself, handcuff your wrists behind your back and kneel in your new lingerie as you wait for me.
Good morning my corporate slut,
You know how much I enjoy sending you out with a list of tasks, a few sealed notes and a degrading little outfit tucked into a velvet bag. I can just picture you walking so confidently out of your office and into the covered parking garage, holding these items and pondering, briefly, what I have in store for you.
Sometimes I leave the instructions purposely vague so that you have to figure things out. Other times, I am so painfully specific that I leave little room for error – making sure you follow my orders down to the minutia. Every. Last. Painful. Detail.
Today is a bit of a mix. The outfit – well, it’s tight, and latex, and feminine. And the biggest problem you are going to face is when and how you will put it on. Because it’s something that is going to require baby powder and a lot of flexibility. Watching you try to put it on in your car would be very interesting!
You will have to use the men’s room of the local mall, I think, since you are headed there to go shopping anyway. But before you slip into the latex teddy, latex thigh highs and bra with the little jingly bells, you have to start with a bright pink butt plug.
The plug, you will find, is a little on the large side. And it’s equipped with a remote control function, and I am going to be using it as my own personal ‘paging system’ to keep you aware that I am watching you and being entertained. You just don’t know where I am watching you from.
The pink plug will require a lot of lubricant, so I included a small bottle of KY in the bag. Once the plug is in place, the latex gear goes on next, and then your old business suit on over it. You will be walking funny. I can just picture it. When you leave the bathroom at the mall, you will be walking so seriously, so upright, with careful steps.
Because you don’t want women to hear the jingling of the little bells on your bra under the suit, do you? And you don’t want anyone to see that you are walking carefully because a huge butt plug is vibrating in your ass, expanding at my whim, keeping you in a hot sweat as you make your way to the lingerie store?
Once at the store, you have to present the manager – the tall, buxom blonde – with the sealed note and your cell phone. She will look at you and wonder what is going on, but trust me, once she reads the note, she’ll laugh and be ready to play along. I’ve offered her quite an incentive to get her all-girl staff involved in this Scavenger Hunt of sorts, with the main goal being how much sexy, silky lingerie they could get you into for two hundred dollars.
Oh, and then, there are the cell phone pictures they have to take. You see, the note promises them each a gift certificate to their favorite clothing store if they get you into a degrading pose in a picture in the store’s lingerie. And a special bonus for the most degrading picture of them all – a picture I can feature on my special Slutty FaceBook Page!
I get pretty wet and hot when I think about the pictures, the poses and the lingerie. They have a nice-sized dressing room at this lingerie store. When they see you strip down out of your corporate clothes and see the sexy, tight latex you are wearing, I think they’ll get the idea. If they propose that you open your toy bag I have provided, you must obey – and they may select any number of the props that are involved. Including the realistic flesh dildo, the makeup or the nipple clamps.
You know, creativity will be rewarded. And these ladies will be very motivated!
This is just the preparation, though, for your real afternoon visit – the visit where you will come face to face with me again. Or, face to dildo, I should say. Because once in the hotel room, you will be instructed to blindfold yourself, handcuff your wrists behind your back and kneel in your new lingerie as you wait for me.
When the door opens and you hear a voice in the hall, that will be your cue to lean over, open your mouth wide and wait to accept my large cock. I want to walk into the room and impress my guests if I have them with me, by having you waiting there with mouth opened wide, ready and eager to take my whole cock into your mouth.
This is also even more convenient if I have a male counterpart with me, perhaps a man I just fucked in the next room, so you can take his cock into your mouth and clean it up for round two. You just won’t know WHAT I have in store for that mouth of yours, or who I have with me at my side.
Maybe your senses will be overwhelmed with fine perfume and the scent of new leather. Or maybe you will smell musky, wet, used cum and a sweaty cock as it slides into your mouth. Either way, I expect you to be waiting with an open mouth, eager, and if any words come from your lips they better be simple and to the point: “I am your whore.”
I suppose that’s the most important instruction of the day, don’t you think?
I will see you this afternoon, my slut. You, of course, will not be seeing me.
Affectionately,
Mistress Akasha
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