The weekend

r one

a four-poster bed. I made sure that everything was in place, and that I knew where all the items were. I didn’t want to have to waste any time looking for stuff or having to dig it out. I probably bought far too much, but I figured

single, as was I. It was a first, really, for us to both be single. She had confessed to having a dream of being totally dominated. While I had no experience in actually really being a dominant, I figured tha

nuine. While there was a good bit of time from when we talked about it originally, it gave us plenty of

said no to anything. So, I started thinking up more and more complex scenarios and pushing boundaries but, again, she didn’t

eekend only. After the weekend was over we would be back to just being friends. This was to be a “fri

the bed before meeting up with her, but didn’t want to scare her off. I went down to the bar

d she was even more beautiful than I imagined. The dress that she was wearing was perfect. I was very pleased to see that it was exactly what I had asked for; low cut,

move towards her, “H

aight away. Not that I am particularly memorable, 6-foot average build, starting to get on the heavy side and a fa

was her now, she looked a million times

omed full on her face as

so part of the arranged instructions for the weekend. I did consider telling he

k. I thought it odd, but didn’t linger on the subject. I eat while we make small talk and, while we knew each other very well already, I suppose it was a get

ou still want to go ahead with the week

!” Before asking, “We are

e you do anything you weren't completely comfo

nd nods, sm

take hands and walk to the room. I open the door then look

ning around to look at me, “What is your command my master?” She