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As you know role-play and fantasy fulfilment is kind of my thing, perhaps even my speciality, although I have so many things I like to think I’m good at, know I’m good at, that maybe its not my top of the list speciality, anyway I love it, especially when I’m in the mood to be in charge and then the call comes, and guess what…. today is mine, and someone else’s, luck day!

The booking was an incall and that was fine by me, it meant that I didn’t have to pack a little bag and it also meant that I had every toy I may need or wish I had right there to hand.

I got ready just in time, I was straightening my hat in the hall mirror when the intercom went. Mr X (it is of course a different Mr X), Mr X entered and I was in character….

“Mr X? Come in, you know why you’ve been asked here today…. Do you have something for me?” I took the gift and looking severely at Mr X “this may help you. Go through” I motioned and Mr X went though to the living room. “Sit there”. I left the room and a moment later re-entered. “In the course of our investigation we found these” I produced from behind my back a strap-on ”exhibit A” and a riding crop “exhibit B, What do you have to say for yourself”…. Mr X squirmed a little and looked speechless “I could take you down to the station and have you questioned there by my colleagues or…” Caressing the end of the strap on and licking my lips I tuned and placed the object on the table, and tuning back towards Mr X with crop in hand “I could question you here.” Holding his gaze I took the hat off and threw it across the room and onto a chair, I ruffled my hair and then gently placed the end of the riding crop on the side of Mt X’s face. Taking a breath I softly bit my lower lip, narrowed my eyes and moved the end of the crop down to his chin, then down his neck, down his chest, over his stomach and slowly to his crouch. Leaning forward I removed the crop from his crouch and whispered, “You’d like that wouldn’t you”. I hovered for a moment then while standing up I whipped the leather sofa with the crop in a quick, sudden movement, CRACK! Mr X jumped, perfect I thought, now standing straight and holding the crop in both hands, with my strictest voice and hardest eyes “SPEAK UP.” And without taking a breath or pausing I spoke softly “Its me or….” while caressing Mr X’s face again with the end of the crop “..down to the station with you, and you wouldn’t like that”. I locked his gaze and Mr X managed breathlessly “Yes please, erm, yes, you I mean” The crop cracked on the sofa again “Fine!”  Placing the end of the crop under his chin “stand up, hands out wrists together” I cuffed him, something that he obviously enjoyed, almost as much as me. Using his cuffs I lead and he followed. I paused for a second in the hall and then dragged him closer, face to face, I looked down and taking a strep back “Well well, we’ll have to do something about this” lightly stroking the length of bulge in his trousers with the handle of the crop “you need to be taught a lesson. Go and fetch exhibit A from the table, I have idea of what you need… ” “MOVE!” While Mr X was scampering hunched because of the cuffs and the hard-on I moved a couple of steps down the hall to check myself in the mirror. Sexy police woman really suits me, I thought, and I think I’ll get him to go and fetch my hat, while planning the timing and the situation that I was to create a wicked smile played across my face, oh yes I’ll get him to fetch my hat…..

I arrived just before sunset; it was about an hour and half outside London, my usual driver dropped me off, the tyres scrunching on the shale drive. I don’t know why but I love that noise! Scrunch… I’ve been to this location a few before, the client is a regular of mine but it’d been a while since my last booking with him. The door was open and I let myself in as usual, dropping my bag by the door I picked up the envelope that was waiting for me (a nice thick sturdy ivory white envelope with a slight weave to the paper, I told you a while ago one of my other thing is envelopes, they tell you a lot about the client, kind of like a mans shoes…..) . I checked its contents and slipped it into my bag. Closing the front door I moved upstairs to the en-suite that was waiting for me, showered and dressed in the cloths that had been laid out on the bed. A beautiful white silk blouse cut to flow and move along with a knee length white linen skirt, and before you think that I’ve missed something out I haven’t! I went downstairs and through the house and out into the garden and the sunshine.

I love the garden! This time of year you can loose yourself in the sunshine, and the smells, lavender, jasmine, honeysuckle, rosemary and god knows what else. Mr X has listed them all as we walked round once but as usual I wasn’t paying attention to the details, I was soaking in the colours and scents. The garden is huge and bordered on each side with tall hedges, its very, very private. The nearest neighbour is a good distance away and the only sounds are the birds singing. It’s a true oasis and I love it!

Mr X was sat on his lawnmower finishing off cutting the grass, I moved over to the table, sat down and poured myself a drink from the bottle that was chilling in the ice bucket. I was nibbling on my second sandwich when Mr X came across the lawn from behind one of the trees to greet me. We sat and chatted and then Mr X disappeared inside for a while. When he re-appeared he was dressed head to toe in simple baggy white linen and was carrying a picnic hamper! We moved over to a section of the garden that was dappled with shade and smelt of freshly moan grass and a cacophony of other scents. The smells and the champagne made my head spin for a second. While we sat talking and wiggling our toes in the evening air, I occasionally threw my head back to catch the setting sun dancing on my face and breathed deeply to take in every last one of the tantalising scents.

The sun slowly setting we moved closer together…… my silk blouse adding to the sensual touch of his hands, cool and smooth on my skin, we moved and rolled together slowly undressed each other beneath the reddening sky….. After a short time we were naked and rolling on the freshly cut grass together, bits of grass sticking all over our naked bodies and faces. We were relaxing in each others arms when…. PSSSSST the sprinklers came on! The cold water took our breath away and made me shriek. We ran naked through the haze and the rainbows and into the house, leaving the picnic behind, laughing and soaking we headed upstairs for a warmer and longer shower….

The evening turned into night-time and night into day. We had a small breakfast on the patio, occasional casting an eye to where the scattered remains of the picnic were lying and sharing a smile. I left somehow warmer than when I’d arrived, more relaxed even though I was tired and I’m usually a bit of a bitch when I’m tired. I don’t know if its true but sometimes I feel that some gardens really are magical.

As you know I love role-play and I love working with Miss X. I hadn’t had chance to spend enough time with Miss X since I returned from my travels so I was pleased to get the booking with her. It’d give me chance to…. Well you know, “spend some quality time”. The booking sounded like fun, the client had a scenario that he wanted to play out, and it was a very sexy one.

I stopped by Miss X’s place on the way to pick her up and we travelled together to the gym. It was late and the evening crowd as out in full swing enjoying the warm summer evening in London. The cab dropped us off outside the gym; it was small but in the right part of town. The client opened the door and let us in. We were already looking forward to the booking and sharing glances. We were led to the changing rooms were we changed into our gym gear. Miss X began cruelly teasing and trying to touch me while I was shy and backing away. She carried on all the way to gym class.

Mr X was ready in the aerobics room “OK girls your regular PE instructor Miss Everly is away and I’m filling in for her – today were going to do some aerobics” . He put us through our paces just enough to get us a little out of breath and sweaty and sent us to the showers.

Miss X started picking on me again as soon as we were out of the aerobics room, pushing me and putting her hand up my skirt. We got to the changing room and I stripped as quickly as I could and got into the showers. Miss X followed moments later and caught me and started scrubbing me all over with soap. She didn’t miss a spot! And even though we were all wet and naked and slippery she was still able to get me on all fours and shove my face to the floor, she started enjoying herself, I had my eyes closed and was gasping for air by the time Mr X came in “Well, well what do we have here?”……

Eventually all three of us moved our fun out of the showers and into the changing room, rolling from bench to floor and I must say those lockers can take some banging! and from there on to the aerobics room! Occasionally one of us would put our gym slip on and pretend to be dressing and need to go home at which point she’d be pounced upon! and from time to time Miss X would tease me or spank my bottom still being the bully, until eventually all three of us made it back to the showers!

The only thing between you and your fantasies is fear.

I know I left you hanging but now I’m rested and refreshed and can continue telling you abut my latest sexy adventure. I was in no way prepared for what was about to unfold…

The next morning I woke alone MR X had gone to work and I had the villa to myself, and that set the trend. We spent the best part of a week in the villa, me alone and enjoying myself during the day and MR X arriving in the evening and us exploring each other’s fantasies into the night and sometimes past the dawn… One evening after another day by the pool I waited for Mr X, I stripped naked and covered myself from head to toe in my favourite body lotion, I knelt on all fours on the glass coffee table with my bottom in the air so when MR X entered the room he saw my beautiful shinny bottom sticking into the air and me on all fours smiling at him over my now suntanned shoulder! When I heard Mr X arrive I checked my pose in the big mirror that I’d moved to the other side of the room, he walked up behind me and began stroking and massaging my bottom, I moved involuntarily to his caresses, with a smile and a flick of my head I motioned across the room Mr X followed my gaze and we began watching ourselves in the mirror. While looking at me through the mirror Mr X moved slightly to my side so as to see himself in full length and what a sight! Me naked and glistening, on all fours seemingly floating on the glass table with my bottom impossibly high in the air and Mr X behind me and now to one side dressed in his dark blue suite massaging and spreading my buttocks with both hands like a baker kneading dough … all this had the desired effect on both of us!

I think it was a Friday when Mr X called and said “how’d you like spending a while in Italy, maybe three days or so, we’ll stay in the same hotel, we leave in 4 hours” I knew the hotel he meant and from the way he phrased it I knew he couldn’t talk that much so what did I say? “Yes” I said nothing more and hung up, I knew everything else would be done for me, except that is my packing and perhaps replenishing my body lotion, we used so much one night we ended up slipping and sliding like a pair of otters! And I think he may need to get a new coffee table I don’t think I’ll trust that one again after the pounding it took!

The car arrived and whisked me off to the airport. Soon enough I’d arrived at the hotel and entered the suite, it was grander than I remembered and then I realized that I really needed a little nap, I’d been awake for just a little too long. My bags were emptied and everything stored and hung just so while I showered so when I returned to the bedroom everything had been organized and the bed turned down, I must have mentioned to one of the staff that I was going to take a nap. I dove into the crisp Egyptian cotton and immediately fell sound asleep. I woke slowly and realized the phone was ringing, Mr X told me what time he’d be arriving and told me to check the wardrobes and make sure that the maid had done her job…..

In the corner wardrobe I found what I was looking for…. a selection of outfits: a black PVC catsuit by Atsuko Kudo, French maid, schoolgirl complete gym slip and with a little checked mini skirt and a fabulous Armani suite with white silk blouse, lady boss. On the lower shelf was lingerie, corsets and basques by La Perla and Myla and at the bottom a pair of PVC boots to match the catsuit plus a pair of canvas plimsolls and a few pairs of black shoes of differing styles with various height heels including a delicious pair of Jimmy Choo’s and a stunning pair of Christian Louboutin’s! With a little squeak of delight I shrugged of my robe and stared trying on the outfits, leaving the PVC till last. I love myself in the black Christian Louboutin’s with one of the La Perla black basques, stockings and suspenders. I was admiring myself in the mirror, posing and touching myself when I realized the time and quickly put the French maid outfit on with stockings. I checked myself in the mirror, bending over, stretching up and checking the length, it was perfect. I pulled the front down and checked how my boobs looked in this outfit and they looked great as usual, giving my nipples a little rub and squeeze I pulled the front back into place and grabbed my feather duster. Moments later the door clicked and opened. I moved to the centre of the lounge and gave Mr X my most feminine and coquettish curtsy, he sat and I began dusting around bending from the hip, flashing my bottom or my cleavage and loving every minute as I saw Mr X becoming more and more aroused. Mr X began making suggestive remarks and talking dirty while I objected and continued dusting provocatively. Mr X is good at this role, he can be strong and manly, without ever making me feeling threatened, holding me with one arm and pulling the front of my maids outfit with the other, bending to kiss and suck my boobs while I squirm and object (but not too much)….  Once the initial rush had faded we fell into a wonderful fantasy fulfilment relationship, one that I knew Mr X longed for and desired for years, and one, which I was more than happy to be a part of.

The next few nights were pure exploration; we went through all the outfits and I got Mr X ready for the climax of the week by being his boss, his “lady boss”, I’m not much of a lady when I’m being a lady boss although Mr X enjoyed his position beneath my new shoes or on all fours, a position that he enjoyed more than I expected and so he was ready for the culmination of the week – my being his dominatrix and him being my bitch! I dressed in my black PVC catsuit with PVC boots. I greeted Mr X as soon as he was through the door: “You’re late! Strip!” For the next three hours he was all mine and it was my turn to give the orders! Tied up and tied to the bed, crawling on all fours, bending over a chair or knelling at my feet he was all mine. Paddles, restraints, whips, candles, blindfolds, dog collar and chain, candle wax and a few toys later and I put him down again!

Every desire can be fulfilled and every need can be satisfied…

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Three countries in three weeks!

Sorry for abandoning you like that but I didn’t have a choice. Let me explain….
One of my regulars calls and asked me to join him at his villa in Spain, it was short notice but it was to be for a week or more, all expenses paid and my usual fee for an extended oversees booking. I could stay in London waiting for the work and baking in the heat or stay in a luxury villa with panoramic sea views, a beautiful pool and a Jacuzzi, with all expenses paid…. I flew out 12 hours later after a little party with Miss X and a few other friends.

The car was waiting for me at the airport and took me straight to the villa, the latest maid opened the door, greeted me and led me to the mater bedroom. I know the layout well but I allowed her to guide me through. She informed me that MR X was delayed and would be arriving in a few hours. (I knew exactly when he would arrive).  I unpacked showered, gratefully accepted a plated of my favourite snacks from the maid and settled down by the pool. The maid soon left (I knew she wouldn’t be back for five days). I wandered into the villa, put a CD on, took my bikini off, and dove into the pool. It had been so long since I’d had the chance to swim naked beneath an open sky! I was born again, the flight and dust and London stickyness was gone, I dove down and swam under water turning and looking at the sky through the water, forward rolls, back flips, diving down, getting out and diving in again and then finally floating on my back bathing in the air and the sun. I knew this was going to be a beautiful adventure.

After time in the pool and the Jacuzzi, I lay by the pool feeling more relaxed and cleaner than I had for many a week in London, there’s something about Summer’s in London, you don’t know how oppressive they are until you get away out of the City. Anyway I was feeling very free…. The phone rang, Mr X was on the other end he was expecting to be back in an hour or two. We’ve known each other for a while now and I know his moods. He ebbs and flows like the English weather, and I’d caught him during a sunny spell! The food was prepared (thanks to the latest maid  – as I say he has his moods), the wine and champagne was on ice and I was ready to treat him to a time he wouldn’t soon forget, if ever! Mr X’s idea was to eat and then relax, very good, very civilized and quite un-realistic. I know him and his appetites and I know myself, he’s a powerful and attractive man, and beyond our financial arrangements we do have a mutual attraction. I wore my new skimpy little black dress and did my make-up and hair just as he likes it with a hint of his favourite scent.

I heard the car swish up to the villa and my pulse quickened, I hadn’t seen him for… how long had it been… the key turned in the lock, I took a breath, and then there he was….

An hour or two later we are sat naked on bed picking at the food and pouring champagne for each other chatting and talking as if we have never been apart, sharing jokes and laughing. We ended up using each other’s bodies as plates and glasses, eating food and drinking off of each other… and then a little time in the Jacuzzi to clean off and finish each other off beneath stars.

I know I’m being a tease but, hey, I love to see you pant and want more and more is coming, I’ll satisfy you very soon!…