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RV There Yet?

Date: 10/16/2014, Categories: BDSM, Author: MasterJonathan, Rating: 16, Source: LushStories

"So where are we going on our vacation this year Master?" pet asked me as we sat at breakfast one morning. We had talked about what we wanted to do this year for our vacation time, but nothing really firm had been set. In year's past we had done different things - been to Hawaii, went to Mexico, seen the sights of Los Angeles. "I've been thinking about that and I have already taken care of it," I told her flatly. I knew exactly what the next words out of her mouth would be. "Oh really? What is it Master? Where are we going?" she asked excitedly. I smiled - my girl was so predictable! "Now if I told you that, it would ruin the surprise, wouldn't it," I said. "Oh, Master! That's not fair!" pet said, with a little girl pout. "Since when have I had to play fair, slut?" I asked. "You are always teasing me, Master," she said. "That's right... and you love every bit of it, don't you?" I chuckled. "Yes, Master... I do. You know me too well," she said. We dropped the subject for now and I went off to work. By the time I got home from work that day there were other conversations and the whole vacation thing had passed from her mind. But Friday was the last work day before our vacation and on Thursday she had been packing to be ready to leave when I got home on Friday. So the subject of our destination started eating at her again. "Please, Master!" she begged like a child, "please won't you tell me where we are going? Just a little hint?" she asked at breakfast that morning. "Just ... work on your packing, my sweet pet. You'll find out what's going on soon enough," I said. "Yes, Master," she said. I knew she wasn't happy about not getting it out of me, but she knew that the subject was closed. I called her from work a couple hours before I was to get off work the next day. "Hello?" "Hello, pet. Have you got everything done on the list I gave you this morning?" I asked her. "Yes, Master. I stopped the newspaper and the mail. I talked to the neighbor about watching the house while we are gone. My sister is coming over a couple times just to check on things. I have set the timers so the lights and radio will come on at different times. The house is clean and all the dishes are done," she said, proud of herself. "Good girl. I will be home shortly and we can get going," I said. "I'm glad, Master... I am dying to know what the big secret is!" she said. "Well, I think you will find it worth the wait. I will see you soon," I said. "Please hurry home, Master. I don't want to wait a minute longer than I have to!" she said. And I knew that to be true - patience was not my pet's long suite! It was just after 5:30 when I pulled up to the house that afternoon. I purposely parked on the side street instead of my customary place in front because I knew she would be looking out the window for my arrival. Normally she is to wait for me by kneeling and waiting at the front door, but I knew that this surprise would have her trying to sneak a peek before I was ready for the big ...