Breakfast, Dinner and a Show
Minx, my delicious submissive has dressed in the lingerie that I left on our bed. She has done exactly as my instructions required, her hair is pinned up framing her face which is adorned with evening make up, she is so exquisite presenting herself to me, her body covered in the lightest wisps of lace, her only protection from the world around her. I chose those items on purpose, knowing her reluctance towards wearing such minimal items of attire. I usher her to the dining room table without a word, she takes her seat opposite mine, the candle light illuminating the sexy silhouette of the creature before me. Dinner is something simple that I whipped up and is served with water as opposed to the wine to which she is accustomed. Her face shows signs …