If this is a dream…

I don’t want to wake, I don’t want to know if what is happening right now is a fabric of my mind or if the gorgeous naked body of my mistress is really laying in front of me, waiting for my move. How did I end up here? Well, she called me this morning and without “hello” or “goodbye” she quickly said “today you’re walking in my shoes”. Knowing that this can mean a lot of things, I prepared myself for a hard high heels walking session at first but soon realized that I might be up against a full closet. I thought it’s better to go unprepared than go prepared for something it’s not there.

So here I am, in her bedroom, facing her closet and unaware that she hasn’t given me any instructions so far. Should I start on my own and see if this pleases her? That’s never something I would do, so I better wait, just standing still and staring. I can hear her closing in slowly behind my back, putting both her hands on my shoulders like only a woman can do, making my knees all weak and almost bending and saying “no, I don’t want you to put my shoes on but be in my shoes”. Ok, this doesn’t makes any sense at all. Put them on, be in them, what’s the difference? What does she… oh wait a second… I think I get it… Nah, it can’t be. Can it?

I turn around slowly with my eyes on the ground and I’m trying to pause the time with my mind, to have just a little more of it. The past tells me that this marvelous creature never gave me easy choices and never made my tasks easy to understand.  Now it’s one of those moments which can either lead me to a great time, either throw me in a dark era of sorrow. I finally get my nerve and look at her! She’s on the bed, on a side, wearing nothing but a semi-transparent sheet over and waiting. “Today is a good day to be stupid” I say to myself and I get in my knees, a few inches close to her. Yes, I can feel she’s getting bored… Yes I can feel she knows I don’t fully understand her wish but… no, I won’t let this opportunity fly out.

I reach my hand on her feet and with care, I start lifting the sheet. No reaction… Ok, I must be on the right track then… With one short pull, I throw it behind her, letting that gorgeous body reveal to me. Again, no reaction, at least none to tell me I’m not doing it right. So, today I am her master!!!  If something would’ve told me this before I open my eyes this morning, I would’ve prepared better… but here I am and I must make the best of what it is.

I can’t just jump on this, so I start kissing her legs slowly, going upper by the second with my eyes closed and a huge fear of this being not what I’m supposed to do. Nevertheless, I continue my ascent with my lips stuck on her sweet soft skin, tasting every bit of it, trying almost to eat it. Oh, how much I adore her and she can’t know… I’m shaking too much, so I help my body stay still by putting my hands on the bed, like in a push-up… but I lean towards touching her too, so I bring my palms closer to her legs until I can feel them. Breathing harder I’m going up! Suddenly she spreads her legs slowly, inviting me to something I never thought possible. My filthy tongue shouldn’t have this privilege, but there it is, wondering like a lost puppy on her skin.

With my eyes shut I can hear her pulse and I’m so damn close to her thighs that it makes my mouth wet. She hasn’t stopped me until now so there’s no way she’s going to. Trembling hard and trying to stop myself from falling down, I reach that spot… that soft and sweet, a little salty and wet point. It’s warm and the taste is like no mind fabric of mine could’ve exceeded this in a lifetime. I push my tongue with care while my lips are all around it and start enjoying it more than I enjoyed anything else in my existence. I can’t believe my hearing… she moans slowly! I dare open my eyes and when I gaze upon her, I see how she bites and licks her lips while squeezing the sheets in her hands. It’s time for me to put my hands around her tiny waist and push harder. Her stomach shakes, her heart beats are raising and I’m getting harder by the moment. An urge to have her crushes my bones but this is not a time to rush. I want to enjoy this for as long as I can… so I keep tasting her sweet spot like it’s giving me life. In a way it does, something like this never happens to a slave like me.

My body now lies on top of her, I have found the strength to move forward and taste her skin inch by inch until I reached with my mouth on her amazing breasts, feasting on them. As we are like now it’s like she is my woman, not my mistress. Her eyes are shut, we are almost one body and there’s only one thing I die to do now! Adrenaline makes a mess inside me, I’m exploding in thousands of pieces inside, I can’t hold it together but I must continue…

She opens her eyes, looks at me like she sees behind my eyes, grabs my shoulders and asks with a weak voice “do you dare…”