She then slid the silk dress, carefully selected for this evening, over her nude body.The ankle-length dress was a shimmering forest green. The combin...tion of the dress’s color and her long curly hair made her look like a medieval princess, who had lost her crown. The gown had a long slit running up both sides of the dress exposing most of her thighs. The fabric was gathered at her breasts, cutting across them right above her nipples. The soft fabric teased her skin when she moved. She knew she. I didn’t especially feel like being there, but at the same time, I didn’t feel right about standing her up when I told her that I would come back. There were lights in several of her windows but the front porch light was off, and I wondered if that was a sign, though we hadn’t talked about any such thing. But then I saw the glowing coal of a cigarette, and realized that she was sitting at the top of her front porch steps, in her robe of pink and purple flowers, drinking a bottle of beer. She. A short knock at the door, and i had admitted Her, on my knees, my eyes cast downward. i quickly put my hands behind my back which jutted my breasts out, and my breathing became heavy. Still, i had not had my first look at my new Mistress yet.i felt Her hand wind through my hair. "So this is my new little whore, the one who has begged for me to fuck her like she deserves," She remarked. All of a sudden Her grip tightened and my head was yanked back and my eyes were trained on Her remarkable. My first task was to prepare the living room, as with everything I wanted the whole thing to be just perfect, so I set about moving the furniture around to create a large space in the middle of the room. It would be here, later, that I would unroll the duvet. Next I set out some wine glasses, along with a few knick-knacks for my guests to pick from when they arrived.Filled with nervous anticipation, I stood trying to picture tonight's scene, my tummy did a quick series of flip-flops. It was.