The package arrived via Fed-Ex Friday morning. Elizabeth had beenexpecting it, but even so, when the Fed-Ex delivery man droppedthe envelope on her desk she jumped.
"Sign here please Ma'am." said the young man.
Elizabeth signed for the package and, with a look over hershoulder to make sure that no-one was looking, she opened it.Inside were several things; a letter, a key, a sealed envelopeand an airline ticket. 'Hmmm', thought Liz, 'This time's he'soutdone himself.' The 'he' she was referring to was Tom, Liz'sboyfriend. In the 6 months they had been seeing each other, Lizhad discovered more about excitement and her own sexuality thanin the 25 years previously. Tom was always coming up with thenext "adventure" for them to take on together. It had been Tomwho had introduced Liz to Bondage and to the kind of games thatMom never told you about. Elizabeth was now a successful softwarebroker and had opened up her own business selling software tolarge companies that needed to buy in bulk. At the office Liz wasalways in control and very much her own woman. To her surprise,Liz had found out that she loved being the one who was tied up,that she loved being submissive. She was always excited when Tomhad 'instructions' for her. Last week, Tom had promised her anadventure of "unparalleled proportions" and to expect herinstructions on Friday via messenger.
Liz opened the letter to find out what she needed to do next. Theletter was a short one and contained her weekend instructions.
Dearest Slave Liz,
You'll find enclosed all that you need to begin your "adventure".The airline ticket is to Chicago and the plane leaves at exactly6:00pm. Don't miss it. The flight will take a little under 2 1/2hours. The return flight, as you can see, will have you back atwork on Monday morning. For your flight, you are to wear a prettycocktail dress. It must have a hemline above your knees and Iexpect the fabric to be light enough that I could see through itif the light were behind you.
When you get on the plane, you are to open the sealed envelopeand follow the instructions inside. Do NOT open the envelopebeforehand.
You'll also find a key in the package I just sent you. This keyis for use in Chicago. Bring it with you.
I love you lots and you can expect this 'adventure' to be thebest yet.
Love, Tom.
Liz's face was flushed and her breathing had quickened by thetime she finished reading the instructions. She would have to getmoving if she wanted time to go home and change before herflight. She couldn't believe that she was going to get on aflight to a strange city for a sexual escapade.
By 6:00pm, Liz had managed to pull it all together. She had leftthe office a few minutes early and had rushed home to have aquick shower and change. The only dress she had that fit theinstructions was a light yellow sundress that was strapless. Itwas a little out of fashion for November in Chicago, so Liz put awhite sweater over it. A bra was, obviously out of the questionbut Liz made up for it was a garter belt and stockings and a pairof sheer lace panties. She threw some other clothes into acarry-on bag and rushed to the airport where she just made herflight. The plane left right on time and as soon as they hadlevelled off, Liz reached into her bag for the sealed letter.There was, thankfully, no one sitting next to her because Liz wassure that the letter would be very explicit and she would die ofmortification if a stranger read it.
Inside the envelope, as expected, was a letter:
Dearest Slave Liz,
If you have followed your instructions, you are now winging yourway to Chicago where your weekend adventure will continue. Hereare your instructions:
First, as soon as you finish reading this, go to the plane'swashroom. Once in there, remove your bra, panties and stockings.Do not masturbate. You are not allowed to masturbate until I tellyou. Once you've taken off your underwear, leave it in thegarbage disposal in the washroom. You won't be needing them.
Next, go back to your seat. When you sit down, lift your dress sothat you are sitting directly on the fabric of the seat. Duringthe rest of the flight, write a fantasy of exactly what you'dwant to happen to you in our next adventure. Make sure it is themost exciting thing you've ever thought of.
When you get to Chicago, walk across from the terminal into theO'Hare Hilton. It is only a couple of minutes walk. The key Igave you is for room 310. Go directly to that room. Once there,remove the rest of your clothes and hang them up neatly. You'llfind a blindfold on the bed. Put it on and then lie down on thebed, face down and spread your legs wide apart. Stay like thatuntil you get further instructions.
Your Loving Master,
Tom
Liz was squirming by the time she finished reading theinstructions. She was sure that there was a wet spot on her dresswhen she got up to go to the washroom. She had to wait a momentbefore getting in.
Inside the tiny airplane washroom, Liz had trouble trying to getundressed. Finally, she managed to get her panties and stockingsoff and stuffed them into the disposal chute. Liz took a longlook at herself in the mirror. She knew that she was a verypretty 25 year-old. Her sandy blond hair was short and curly. Herfigure was not voluptuous but she liked it. She was more like arunner, she thought. Her breasts were 35 B's and her tiny waistand trim hips showed the hours of exercise and dancing that shedid on a regular basis. She took a long deep breath and left thewashroom.
As she moved up the aisle back to her seat, she felt veryexposed. She knew that the men in their seats were looking at herand she felt like they could see right through her light cottondress. She felt a blush hit her face as she finally sat down. Shewas about to do up her seat-belt when she remember theinstruction about how to sit. Liz looked around her to make surethat no one could see. Everyone seemed preoccupied with whateverthey were doing. As surreptitiously as possible, Liz pulled theback of her skirt up so that her now bare bottom was sittingdirectly on the seat. Finally, she was organized and as shelooked up, she saw one of the stewardesses was looking right ather. Liz blushed a deep red as the stewardess gave her a knowingsmile. Liz dropped her eyes and buckled up her seat-belt. Shefelt the heat of her embarrassment all over her face and knew shemust look like a little girl with her hand in the cookie jar.
The plane was soon descending into the crowded skies aroundChicago's O'Hare airport. Liz was getting more and more excited.She read her instructions again and again wondering what wouldhappen to her once she was naked and blindfolded, lying on thebed face down. She kept herself busy writing down the fantasythat Tom had asked her for. She wrote a sizzling fantasy aboutbeing on a tropical island and being captured by natives whostripped her and subjected her to countless sexual trials. Shewas soaking wet by the time the plane landed and she knew thatshe would leave a wet spot on the seat when she got up. As soonas the airplane door opened, Liz scooted out of her seat and outof the plane, making sure her skirt was pulled down as she gotup. The stewardess who had seen her pulling up her skirt was atthe door and she smiled as Liz came forward. "Have a nice dayMiss." said the pretty flight attendant and Liz blushed again asshe thanked her.
Once out of the plane and into the terminal, Liz found herselffollowing the mass of people as they headed for the exit. Sheasked someone at the Car Rental counter where the O'Hare was andwas told it was right across the street. Five minutes later, Lizwalked into the lobby of the hotel. The elevators had her on thefloor a moment later and then she was at the door of room 310.She put her key in the door and then, just as she was turning it,had a thought that maybe she wouldn't be alone! The thought hadher pause but it was too late now. With a deep breath, Liz pushedthe door open and walked in.
Thankfully, the room was empty. The curtains were flung wide openand Liz wondered if people could see in. Certainly she could seeout very clearly and the idea of taking off her clothes in suchan open environment made her shudder. She wondered if she wasallowed to close the curtains. She figured not. After all, therest of the instructions had been so specific, she was sure thatTom wouldn't have forgotten something like the curtains. Lizlooked around the room and couldn't find anything in the closetor anything else that said that Tom was here. In the middle ofthe bed, however, was a black silk blindfold.
Liz took one of the closet coat hangers and went to the bathroomthat was positioned right across from the closet. In thebathroom, hidden from what seemed to be the eyes of all ofChicago, she slipped out of her dress and heels. Her dress wentonto the hanger and her shoes she held in one hand. She lookedout for a moment from the bathroom then jumped across to thecloset and put her things away. She jumped right back to thebathroom and took a good look at herself in the mirror. Her pussywas soaked, she noticed. Last month, during one of their'adventures', Tom had shaved off all of Liz's pubic hair and heinsisted that she keep it smooth "just like a good slave." Whenshe looked at her now puffy pussy lips, they were covered withher juices. Liz wet a hand towel and cleaned herself. In a coupleof minutes she was ready. She knew all this primping was justputting off the inevitable. Taking a deep breath, she left thebathroom and scooted onto the large bed in the middle of theroom. The blindfold was still there and Liz quickly pulled it on,making sure it covered her eyes completely. Then, as instructed,she lay face down and spread her legs wide apart.
Lying there, not able to see, Liz started to imagine all kinds ofwild things. She imagined that there were people peering into theroom from the window and that she was on display just like in azoo. She imagined that there was a video camera hidden in thecorner of the room, watching everything. She imagined thestewardess from the plane coming into the room and teasing herand toying with her just like Tom did. The thoughts didn't stopand the longer she lay there, the more excited she got. When shefinally heard the key in the door, she was very turned on. 'Wouldit be Tom?', she wondered. He had never involved anyone else intheir sex games before but he had threatened to from the firsttime he had tied her up. The idea of being helpless to preventsomeone from seeing her naked and exposed turned her on.
The door opened and Liz heard someone walk into the room. Sheheld her breath, trying to hear everything as though the sound ofthe footsteps would tell her that it was her lover or not. Thedoor closed and the footsteps started walking around the room.Liz heard the sound of a bag being put down on the table then thezipper as it was opened. The footsteps carried on all around thebed, looking at her from every angle. The unmistakable click of acamera had Liz blush as pictures were taken of her in thisexposing position. Finally the camera was put down and Liz heardTom's voice for the first time.
"Hi there my little slave, how are you enjoying your adventure sofar?" Liz sighed with relief, "Oh God!, I had no idea if it wasyou or if you had found someone who would take pictures of me. "Tom laughed, "Don't talk too soon. I'm going to prepare you nowfor an 'examination'."
Liz felt Tom's hands on her wrists as she tried to digest what hehad just said. An examination?, she wondered, by who? and whatwould they do? Her mind was a jumble as Tom attached wrist strapsto her and then pulled her hands wide apart to attach to thecorners of the bed. Tom lifted her hips and pushed severaldoubled up pillows under her belly and then had Liz pull herknees wide apart and forward so that she was straddled on thepillows. More leather straps around her thighs and ankles madesure she would be staying in position. The effect of the pose wasnot lost on Elizabeth who knew that both her bare pussy lips andher anus were now fully spread and exposed. Her breasts hungbelow her so that just her nipples were touching the bed. Thetingling touch of the bedspread on the sensitive nipples added toLiz's excitement. Finally she was ready. Tom patted her on herperfectly curved bottom,
"Alright Liz, you're ready for your examination. Just relax. I'llbe leaving the room now, but the next person to walk in will beexamining your body and your submissiveness thoroughly. Enjoyyourself." Tom chuckled as Liz heard him leave the room. Her mindwas now running rampant as she imagined what might happen next.The position she was in was not only completely exposing andhumiliating, she was also helpless to get out of it. She reallyhad no choice but to submit to whatever would be done to hernext. Each minute seemed like an hour to Liz but finally sheheard the key in the door again. She was breathing heavily as thedoor opened and someone walked in. Was it a man or a woman Lizwondered. Would they be gentle with her? The door closed and Lizheard the footsteps walking all around her. Her 25 year old bodypulled at the straps holding her wrists in a vain effort to letherself free. She kept waiting for them to touch her, hoping theywouldn't and also hoping they would. The first touch of the coolfingers came at her left breast. Just the tips of the fingers asthey gently grasped her nipple and tugged it away from herbreast. Liz gasped. The touch had been electric. She felt hernipples stiffen and grow even longer into the fingers of thestranger. The long cool fingers rolled the nipple back and forth,teasing it and playing with it until Liz couldn't stand it anymore and moaned out loud.
The fingers left her nipple and just the tips of them traileddown along her ribcage, tickling her and making her squirm at thesensation. It was as though every nerve ending in Liz's body hadawakened and was ready to be teased. The fingers reachedElizabeth's bottom and moved further along the side of onebuttock and down the outside of her thigh. At the back of herbent knee, the fingers stroked her gently before moving to herinside thigh and starting to trail upwards. Liz was holding herbreath again waiting for the hand to reach her soaking box. Shefelt a trickle of her own juices slide down her leg and blushedat having so revealed herself to the stranger. The maddeningfingers had reached Elizabeth's pussy and she felt them strokethe outside of her smooth pussy lips. Her pussy responded to theteasing by puffing out even further and opening the hot pinkinterior lips to the 'examiner'. Just the tip of one fingertouched the wetness inside and Liz gasped as it moved aroundslightly. She felt herself pushing her bottom down trying to getthe fingers to touch her hard and sensitive clit but they didn'toblige.
A fraction of an inch at a time, the finger pushed itself intoElizabeth, lubricating itself on her juices. Liz let out a longsigh as the finger penetrated deep inside her. The finger turnedslowly then pulled out, again a fraction of an inch at a time.Liz felt the hot wet tip of the finger travelling up her crackand pause at her tiny crinkled opening.
"Oh, no." She pleaded. "Not there." The stranger paid no heed tothe bound woman and slowly pushed the lubricated finger deep intoher bottom. Liz squirmed helplessly in her bonds. There wasnothing she could do to stop this stranger from violating evenher most private opening. The finger slid out and then pushed inagain even deeper. Liz moaned at the feeling. Back and forth, thepenetrating finger turned and touched until Liz was panting atthe sensations running through her body. Finally it pulled out.
Liz was left, gasping as the stranger moved from behind her toanother part of the room before returning. Again Liz felt a touchat her anus. This time, the touch was cool. Liz felt the cooltouch of a plastic plug as it was pressed into her. Her bottomtried to keep out the intruder but without success. Elizabeth'stoes curled as the thick bulge in the middle of the plug passedinside her and her muscles pulled the rest of the plug deep intoher body. The 'T' shaped handle kept the plug from disappearinginto her completely and the result was that her tiny virginalanus was kept open, clenching down on the neck of the whiteplastic plug. Liz's breath was in short ragged breaths now. Shewas sure she would come any minute.
The stranger stepped back. Liz heard the whistle of the leatherstrap through the air a split second before it exploded on herbottom. She cried out more in surprise than pain as the strapcame down again and then again. She was helpless to do anythingbut endure as her spanking continued. She had been spanked by Tombefore but this was the first time a strap had been used on hertight bottom. The strapping left Liz's bottom hot and red. Thepain only lasted a couple of minutes but the heat remained. Itseemed to travel through her body, making her nipples even morehard and her pussy even more wet. With each stroke, Liz felt herass clench down hard on the unyielding plug still inside her. Thesensation seemed to go directly from her ass to her clitoris. Bythe time the spanking finished, Liz was trembling. She had neverbeen so excited in her life. The stranger moved aside again and amoment later Liz felt a sensation she would remember for the restof her life. The plug in her bottom suddenly came alive!
The plug started to vibrate deep in her bottom and Liz felt thebeginnings of an incredible orgasm. The door suddenly opened andLiz heard as if from a distance, the strange person leaving theroom. The orgasm hit her like a ton of bricks. She cried outagain and again as waves of pleasure washed over her. Her anusclamped down hard on her rectal plug and the sensation caused herto cry out again as another wave of orgasm took over. Liz trashedback and forth, pulling frantically at the leather straps thatbound her. She was sure that if the pleasure didn't stop rightnow, she would die from it, but still it continued. She washelpless to stop it. When she was sure she couldn't come any moreanother orgasm hit her just as hard as the first and again shecried out. Finally, exhausted, she lay still, the rectal plugstill causing her to spasm from time to time as it hummed in herbottom. The vibrations stopped quite suddenly and Liz felt herwhole body relax. Fingers tugged at the silk blindfold coveringher eyes and a moment later daylight poured in to reveal Tomsitting beside her. Very gently he untied her from the bed andhelped her to lie down. As if in a dream, Elizabeth looked upinto his eyes and smiled.
"It was the best adventure ever", she said drowsily, "but I'dlike to sleep now." "Yes, have a good sleep," said Tom, "becausetoday's is only Friday and we have the whole weekend together.Wait until you see tomorrow's adventure."
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