I know you’ve all been waiting eagerly. So here is part 2 of Masquerade. My most potent fantasy.
After Mistress has finished washing me, and choosing the right perfumed oil to rub into my soft wet skin, she dries me gently with a large , soft fuffly towel. I find myself squirming a little unused to this treatment. Mistress smiles at me and pulls me into a gentle kiss pressing her dry but still naked body into me, she strokes my hair gently and then pulls away rubbing the vanilla oil into my body slowly, gently, sensually rubbing my whole body, her hands like a thousand lovers caresses on my skin. I moan losing myself in her touch, but watching as she works on me, wondering at what is in store with a nervousness that drives me into questioning Mistress’s actions.
I speak out falteringly ” Mistress? What are your plans for me tonight? It’s unusual for you to tend to me like this.. i.. “
Mistress stops and looks at me. I hate and love all at once the way she can look at me and it pierces straight through me, straight to my heart and make me physically stop. I tense up as i look into her cold, entrancing, sapphire blue eyes. She laughs at me and it sends shivers through me. She pulls my long auburn hair, which is now dry, hanging low on my back in shining waves into a loose knot at the nape of my neck. She orders me to put on the dress while she leaves to change, leaving me in the room, the steam still making me a little heady, my nerves rising in me like fire.
I move over to the dress, the hair on the back of my neck tickling me. The dress is completely sheer. There won’t be a single part of me that isn’t going to be on show tonight and the thought makes me blush a pretty pink. Thats what Mistress always says when i blush like this… ” you blush such a pretty pink girl”.
I slip the dress on, over my head careful of not untying the knot Mistress has placed in my hair. I like the thought that Mistress did my hair and am unwilling to spoil it. I’m like a small child sometimes. I think i may actually stomp if it fell out.. Only while Mistress wasn’t there of course. She hates it when I am ungracious, but i can’t help myself sometimes. The dress slides over me as i slip into it. The organza is floaty, clinging to me in all the right places i am sure. It falls all the way to my feet. Mistress has left me no shoes so i am to go barefeet. It falls off my shoulders and the ars are long and loose. The dress clings to the curve of my breasts, the soft skin of my hips and the lines of my milky thighs. Its long and flowing and very elegant. All over it are small clusters of diamonds. I feel them pinch into my skin through the fabric as i move. I wince more than once as they bite into my bare skin. I move to the mirror on one side of the room, by a set of chairs and a table with a bottle of wine and 2 glasses, and look at myself. The organza showing every part of my body.
Mistress comes into the room as I am looking in the mirror. I make sure the floor is dry and kneel at her feet. She looks gorgeous in a dress of deep midnight blue, almost black velvet. The bodice is tightly laced and the skirt long and flowing. She has diamond trim around the shoulderline which shimmers like stars. Her long blue black hair is up in a silver caul that shimmers white against her hair. I stand out next to her in my dress of white. Day to her night, warm to her cold. She is holding a mask trimmed by ravens feathers that are irridescent in the light. and a single piece of white fabric. She smiles down at me, a predators look in my eye and i shudder. She holds my chin, her nails digging into my skin and i look at her, unable to look away, my body trembling. She puts down her mask on the table and strokes my face with her other hand. I can’t stop trembling. I recognise the look in her eye. She has something planned for me and it makes me nervous. She lets go of my chin and steps behind me ordering me to shut my eyes. I close them willingly. Able to calm myself a little as i do. The diamonds on the dress are starting to really sting my knees and i shift a little uncomfortably on the floor. Mistress kneels behind me, i feel her pressing into me, kneeling into me kissing my bare neck gentlyI feel the cold touch of silk on my face and i realise what the fabric was for. She ties it carefully around my head, so as not mess up my hair and pulls away. My sight is completley cut off and i sit still, tense, unsure.
” Does that make you nervous girl?”
“yes Mistress” i say nervously, swallowing gently as i answer.
“Good, i want you nervous girl. I want you to know that you will be blindfolded, unable to see, your only moves will be made entirely at my guidance, and i will let others touch you tonight girl. Use you if i feel so inclined. You are equal to none of us tonight. You are my little girl and i will be showing everyone just how good a girl you are. So you had best be well behaved little one. “
She steps away from me then , i hear her move leave the room, Leaving me kneeling on the cold marble floor. Unsure what to do i stay waiting for her command. The diamonds making my legs ache, my body starting to respond to the pain as i squirm a little. I let my mind wonder, thinking of all that may happen to me tonight, the looks of Mistress’s friends, the touches of their hands on my skin. Knowing i cannot pull away, that i am their for Mistress’s pleasure as always. And that tonight Mistress’s pleasure is to have me please her by showing me off to her guests. I let my hands wonder down between my thighs, lifiting the dress lightly to slip my hands gently past my thighs, stroking my own skin a little, teasing myself as my mind thinks of many sweet tortures. Mistress’s friends know i am hers. Have a knwledge of my nature and know what will make me shudder.
I hear Mistress approaching and i quickly remove my hand. I don’t know if she would have been happy with me playing. She grabs my hand hard, making me whimper. I feel the blood starting to be cut off from my hand and i daren’t pull against the pain.
” You will NOT do that again girl. You are not to touch yourself tonight. Your entire pleasure is to come from my express order tonight girl. But i am glad you’re feeling particularly sluttish. “
I feel her breath on my hand as she breathes in and out evenly. She pulls on my hand and forces the 2 fingers i had been using to tease myself into my mouth and i taste myself on them, tangy and sweet all at once. I moan gently, her touch and the humiliation i feel at being caught stirring in me a haze of desire as my body crys out, craving more. Mistress suddenly lets go of my hand and i leve it in my mouth, enjoying my taste. I think i can hear her laughing under her breath as my hearing becomes more sensitive due to the restrictions of my sight.
She puts a collar around my neck quickly pulling it tight. I breath in quickly as it tightens. I feel a heavy weight and the cold touch of a gem around my neck and suddnely i forget everything. My only thought on being completley owned. I feel her attach a leash as she pulls me onto all fours. Leading me out from the room. I crawl along the soft carpeted floor of a hallway. i know it leads to Mistress’s main room, knowing i am about to be shown to all her friends. I hear laughter, talking and soft music as we approach and i lose myself in my place as her pet.
