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Old 20-04-2023, 08:46 PM
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Re: Random story time

The response from D arrived almost instantaneously, his words washing over her like a wave of approval. He praised her with the words "good girl," and C felt a shiver of delight race down her spine at the affirmation. The next command arrived quickly, D outlining his desire for her to maintain a heightened state of arousal throughout the day. He wanted her thong to be soaked with her desire by the day's end, the musty fabric to serve as a keepsake of her devotion to him.

The very thought of D's request sent a flutter of anticipation through her, her body eager to comply with his wishes. As the day progressed, C found herself constantly aware of her own arousal, her senses heightened, and her mind filled with thoughts of D and their secret connection.

In his message, D also mentioned that they would be having dinner together that evening, as he wanted to inform her about an upcoming business trip. C's heart skipped a beat at the prospect of the trip, the idea of spending several days alone with D igniting a fire of excitement within her. The possibilities for their forbidden relationship seemed endless, the thought of being able to explore each other without the constraints of the office environment tantalizing her.

As the day wore on, C found herself growing increasingly eager for their dinner together, her thoughts consumed by the potential adventures that lay ahead. She imagined the two of them, alone in a foreign city, free to explore the depths of their desires and the boundaries of their submission and dominance. She longed to give herself to D completely, to surrender herself to his control and guidance.

As the hours passed, C's thong grew damp with her mounting desire, the fabric a testament to her commitment to D's command. The thought of presenting him with the soaked keepsake at the end of the day only served to intensify her anticipation for the evening to come, her body and mind fully attuned to the thrilling path she had chosen to walk with D.

The company's lunchtime policy was rather lenient, allowing employees an hour-long break with the understanding that extended breaks were acceptable so long as their work was completed, or no urgent tasks awaited. C, who typically preferred to keep her breaks brief, found herself faced with a new and unexpected invitation that day. D had asked her to join him for lunch with a group of his personal friends, and despite her initial hesitation, C felt compelled to accept the invitation, her submissive role taking precedence over her usual habits.

C's apprehension stemmed from her current state of undress, her bra absents beneath the thin fabric of her blouse, leaving the shape of her nipples visible for all to see. She couldn't help but worry about the impression she would leave on D's friends, aware that her master would likely instruct her to forgo the cover of her blazer in their presence. But, as she had been steadily melded into her role as D's submissive, she found herself unable to resist his request.