1. Isabel’s Slave – Part Three


    Date: 10/14/2015, Categories: BDSM, Author: DarkSide, Rating: 2, Source: LushStories

    Saturday saw Melissa at home and, as it happened, on her own. It was one of those days. She busied herself with all the chores that had to be done before going out for a walk in the park. It was a beautiful day, she thought, as she looked through the window. Isabel had left the house at about twelve midday. She was out with friends, that’s all Melissa was told. Presumably, friends that were made the previous evening, thought Melissa. The day passed and Melissa was still alone when she got back from her walk. At six thirty in the evening she read a text from Isabel. It read, ‘Home at 8 – N+C&C – get ready.’ Melissa studied the text, not because of the cryptic nature of it, she knew what that meant. She studied the text remembering the last time. A broad smile crept across her face. Melissa decided to shower and get herself ready. She spent ages in the shower; but unlike the other night she didn’t have to masturbate or wonder what punishment she would get if she were to have an orgasm. She spent some time pleasuring herself as she always did. She loved doing that under the shower. With seven thirty approaching she got herself ready in case Isabel was home early. Melissa had decided to dress in the required way, as instructed, and then go downstairs and wait. Later that afternoon she had prepared some finger food in case Isabel was hungry. All this was placed on the coffee table in the lounge with Isabel’s favourite Gin and Tonic; a Tanqueray No.10. Melissa looked at herself ...
    in the full length mirror in the passageway between the lounge and the front door. Suddenly there was a rattling on the door and it opened with a crash. Isabel was standing there giggling, a little worse for wear, if Melissa was allowed to have an opinion. She looked at her mistress. Isabel smiled at her. “Go on in,” she said, as she stepped to one side and made way for her friend to enter the house. Melissa started to cover up, it was an automatic reaction. “Don’t be shy,” said Isabel, “come here.” Melissa walked towards Isabel. She was dressed exactly to the instructions. Isabel closed the door, eventually, and then grabbed the leather tab at the end of the short chain that connected to Melissa’s black studded collar. “Melissa,” she said, “this is Amy. She’s feeling a little under the weather tonight, so be nice to her.” Melissa smiled and nodded. “Amy, this is Melissa,” she told her friend. Isabel then handed Amy the chain. “She’s now yours for a while. I will leave her in your capable hands and imagination for a while.” Melissa shot a concerned look at Isabel but it was ignored. Isabel walked into the lounge. “Oh! Melissa this is wonderful,” she said as she picked up a few bites to eat and then just as quickly headed for the shower and bedroom. “I’ll be back in a moment, ” she shouted, “just going to have a quick shower and get changed.” Amy held the chain tightly, not exactly knowing what to do with it. She looked Melissa up and down more than once. Melissa started to ...
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