After our first night together, I was edgy.. anxious to get through the day
of work so that I could get home and get ready for my surprize. You teased
me all the way back to my place the night before about the treat you had
in store for me.. and how much you thought I was going to enjoy the night
ahead.

I showered, and dressed to kill again, in a different set of lingerie – lacy
demi-bra.. lacy thong panties and garter.. dark stockings. I topped it with
a pale blue silk blouse and navy blue slim skirt. Very conservative, yes.. but
also very stylish. I hoped you would be pleased. Just as I finished putting
on my jewelry, I heard your knock at the door.

I answered it, and met you with a smile. Your eyes moved over me with open
approval, and your face lit up. I gathered my jacket and purse, and happily
followed you out to your car. You could tell you were driving me crazy by
not saying a word about our destination. Even worse was the idle chitchat
on the way.. trying to distract me. You drove to a part of town I had never
been in before.. an upper middle class area of the suburbs, and pulled up
in front of a large, two-story house, very well appointed, and discretely
lit. There were a couple of cars in the driveway, and one or two on the
street. I got the feeling we were just going to be attending a party. I was
glad I had dressed nicely.

We got out of the car, and you knocked at the door. It was answered by a
young woman dressed in a French Maid’s costume that barely covered her
private parts. She took your name, and then turned to usher us in. I
noticed she wore no underwear and was wearing a latex outfit as she escorted
us downstairs to a rather large bedroom. I suddenly got the feeling this was
not going to be some office party. There was a king sized four-poster bed in
the middle of the room. The walls were lined with armoires that went from
floor to ceiling, with solid wood doors – hiding their contents. There were
several large rings on the walls, and a couple of oddly shaped padded benches
with rings on their legs in the corners. The room was seductively lit..
pleasantly cool.. and yet, unsettling at the same time. The maid waited
patiently, silently.

“Jolene, it is time for Angie’s outer clothes to come off. Assist her, and
bring me a pair of sharp scissors.” I shuddered. I had never had a female
undress me. “Angie, you are to cooperate with Jolene, understood?”

“Yes, Sir.” Deftly, Jolene came over and removed my skirt first, then my
blouse. She had me remove my shoes, leaving me in just my underwear and
stockings. She stood so close to me, I could smell her musky scent. She
grazed a breast accidentally when removing my blouse, smiling secretly. She
stepped back, waiting for a signal of what was to come next. She had handed
Mike a pair of large sharp scissors before she undressed me. He now
approached, brandishing them with a cool smile.

“Garters and stockings, too, Jolene.”

“Yes, M’lord,” she responded then quickly removed the garments, leaving me
in just my lacy bra and panties.

“Angie, place your hands on your head, and stand with your legs apart,” he
commanded. The tones in his voice warned me to follow his every command. I
stood before him, trembling slightly. He came closer, moved my legs farther
apart. “Jolene, are Angie’s nipples nice and hard?”

Jolene reached over and tweaked each nipple lightly. “They are nice and hard
now, M’Lord!”

Mike placed the scissors under each strap, cutting it away. He then cut right
between my tits. He signaled to Jolene to remove the garment. “Hmm.. yes, so
I see.”

“Jolene, how wet is our little visitor?”

Jolene reached down between my legs, and tested the crotch of my panties with
her hand. “Very wet, M’lord.”

Cold hard steel was inserted between my panties and hips… snip! Again, he
had her remove the cut garment. This time, he reached down, and drew his
finger along my slit. He offered the wet finger to me to lick, which I did,
tentatively.

Mike whispered several words to Jolene, who took all my clothes with her into
an adjacent room. I could hear the sounds of running water, and drawers being
opened. Mike circled around me, looking me over, not saying a word. The
sounds in the next room stopped, and Jolene came back in.