She really had no idea

The time had been set, all details exchanged. She packed the car for the journey checking that she had everything she needed. Travelling for a playdate had its logistical issues.

She had woken that morning, feeling like a champagne bottle about to pop. There had been weeks and weeks of texts and photos and videos. Many discussions around experience and expectations. Hard limits, soft limits. She was a bundle of nerves as she bathed and prepared for what she knew would be one of her greatest memories. She knew, there would never be another first time like this. This was going to be her first real scene play.

Heading off on the highway she battled her mind in the car on her own. 3.5hours of major anticipation, knowing what lay ahead for her but not really comprehending it. By the time she arrived at the address she was really getting nervous and aching between her legs. She texted him, 13 minutes early. She hated being late. At the same time he texted her asking if she was going to be on time. She laughed, and then almost died as her stomach tied in knots as she read his text telling her she was a bad girl, that being early was worse than being late. She knew what that meant they'd talked about it. She would receive the cane tonight.

At the assigned time he instructed her to get her stuff and walk to the door. She took a deep breath, her heart racing. She let the fear that had made her pussy throb and ache drive her and did as she was told. She stood at the door with suitcase and bag, he made her wait a few moments before she heard the clunk of the key hit the footpath. She jumped a little. And smiled as the text arrived telling her to use it and come up the top of the stairs. She almost felt like she was in a dream. This wasnt what she expected. She did as she was told. The anticipation she felt, the adrenalin raged as she headed up the stairs. She didnt think her legs could carry her, they were shaking by the time she got to the top floor. When she arrived there in front of his door was a beautiful pink envelope. She put her stuff down and picked it up to read in the most delightful cursive writting...

'M..Ch....ly,
Inside this envelope is your blindfold, put it on and when you are ready knock on sirs door'

Hands shaking, heart racing and pussy dribbling she did as she was told. Shut her eyes and pulled the blindfold down.

Knock, knock, knock.....



Yep. That's where I'm ending it.

A tidbit of my crazy mind and body. I love it. And I own it with grace and beauty.