You, as my little house slave, are not allowed to tag along with me on my
dates with other men. Your job is to help me get ready for my date. But
then you’ll stay at home, doing the duties I’ve assigned to you. Things
like hand-washing my panties or changing my sheets. You definitely won’t be
masturbating in my absence!
I’m not going to bring my stud home and fuck him, either. I don’t think
you’ve quite earned the privilege of hearing or seeing Mistress enjoy
herself with such wild abandon yet. So I’ll fuck him at his house and give
his neighbors something to talk about for several days instead.
You’ll wait at my home very patiently, but with a kind of nervous
anticipation. You’ll be sitting in my living room when I finally return
home, and you can tell I’ve enjoyed myself immensely from the Cheshire Cat
grin on my face. Oh, yes, Mistress Ryan has been well-fucked tonight.
You’ll wonder if you should ask me how it went, your little cock throbbing
hard under the panties I’ve instructed you to wear tonight. You really want
to beg for every single detail, but you don’t want to offend me with your
curiosity. I don’t give you a chance to ask, though. I just order you
upstairs with me to my bedroom.
I command you to help me take off my clothes and get ready for bed. You
obey because you’re a good boy. I go to the bathroom to wash the makeup off
my face, and then I climb into my comfy king-size bed with the fresh satin
sheets that you just put on it tonight. You stand there, eyes downcast,
wondering what is going to happen next.
That’s when I order you into bed with me, grab you by your hair, and pull
you between my spread legs.