We took the highway early in the morning to our
weekend's destination. My slave girl and I in a nice rental car. Our
costumes were in the trunk, the fresh coffee was aromatic in the car, and
we shared a muffin while Mina drove. My private property...
She was wearing white lacy garters under her pants. I passed my hands
along her smooth neck and through hair every once in a while and she would
turn around to give me a pleasant smile of deep contentment within...
After passing through the U.S. border which was guiding us along our way
to New York -- the city of opportunities, I ordered her to stop at a gas
station, I took her to the restroom, unbuttoned her pants, lowered them,
and then inserted a butt plug -- gliding it against her clit -- nice and
smooth while I cleaned up the excess of Jelly... Then kissed her bum and
gave her a slim sexy skirt which exposed her beautiful legs. As we left
the restroom a couple of men waiting for their own woman to come out
commented on her legs. They wished they could enjoy her for at least the
evening. I felt proud. Mina's beautiful cheeks turned pink as she blushed.
She passionately kissed me on the lips as I felt the juices beginning to
flow between my legs.
Our journey continued... and we eventually reached destination. As the
doorman at the Penta greeted us, and took our bags I couldn't help but
notice him staring at Mina's exposed bum. I felt jealous as well as proud.
It was a funny feeling. I am a woman after all...
The day was turning into late afternoon -- Friday night in New York City.
I ordered Mina to prepare our bath. She did as requested. When I reached
the marbled floor of the bathroom, she was kneeling down in the
sumptuously decorated room.
She kissed my bare feet for a while, massaged my lower legs. We caressed
one another's naked bodies, touched our hardened nipples, and tasted them
... When I then removed her butt plug I was greeted by her relaxed orifice
primed for my dildo. We entered the bathtub, and I put my fingers into her
open hole. She was in heaven. She proceeded to massage my body completely
with her sensuous mouth, her tongue gliding over all my sensitive areas.
When I had had enough I took her out of the tub, took her to the bed and
proceeded to manacle her with my furry cuffs, her bum exposed. I couldn't
resist awarding her at least twenty strokes with my bare hands. Then
caressed the heat coming out of ass cheeks with my tongue. I took a drink
out of the mini-bar, and while drinking I rubbed some on her bare breasts
and then tasted the alcohol. A little more spanking, and she was even
It was time for me to tease her some more. Taking out my dildo I slid the
soft rubber against her clit. She began to moan with my movements, her
heavy breathing served only to arouse me even more. She achieved her
orgasm with her entire body was quivering, and then she released a golden
I presented my clit to her mouth. Now it was my time to have more fun. I
ordered her to put three fingers into my pussy as she lapped my juices
away. I was in Heaven... I called her sweet names. She was my "Candy
Teddy, my Sex Kitten, my Slut", whatever she was, she was heaven to me. My
orgasm was tremendous. She drank my juices, and I kissed her wet face --
We caressed each other for a while. A caress which meant "thank-you" to my
slave. I took her out shopping for a while. We bought her a beautiful
Victorian corset for some waist reduction. It suited her so much. She
thanked me and then expressed that her existence was only for me. That was
a great satisfaction for a Mistress.
After eating in Tempo, an expensive Italian restaurant, where many men had
admired us, we went on to have a drink at the Hilton and listen to the
pianist playing the forgotten tunes of yesterdays.
The next morning we woke up with light caressing our nude and tangled
bodies. It was time to go and join the convention members. We met and
exchanged ideas with many others there from around the world who were also
shared our interest in S&M.
That night as were dressing for the Ball, we assisted one other with our
royal outfits. I was wore a black velvet gold trimmed dress, suited for a
Princess, and Mina had worn a beautiful pink dress, reminding me a young
girl going to her Ball Debutante.
When we made the royal entrance to the big ballroom, practically everyone
turned to catch a glance of us. Most had worn latex, rubber or leather.
However, no one was like us. We made our Royal Statement.
The whole night we danced, met more people into the scene, and exchanged
addresses. Than we went to Vaults, a very bizarre S&M club in New York,
unique it's own way. Many commented about my beautiful slave girl. Besides
Mina, I had trained a few others there.
Early Saturday morning we returned to our hotel, made passionate love and
then fell asleep in each other's arms until the check out time. I woke up
earlier than her to watch her sleep in the morning light. God, she was