Saturday, July 25, 2009

The Box

The package sat on the chair by her bed. It had been there for the past three days. She had received a note in her mail box to inform her that a package was waiting for her at the post office. After she attended a music lesson, she went straight there and presented her slip, signed for the package and took it home. It was a brown parceled box and she carried it back to the car with pleasurable anticipation. When at home, she placed it on the chair near to the bed, on her side of the bed.

That night, her husband asked her what was in the box and she told him. Would he like to open the box with her? He informed her that he was looking forward to making good use of the contents of the box but the next few days were packed, and they would open it together on Friday evening.

When Friday evening came, they were both very tired, having had little sleep the night before. The Ball had been fun, but a big social event on a week day was draining, nonetheless. She reminded him that it was Friday evening, that the box was right there beside them. However, his mind was already elsewhere; his thoughts were more for slumber.

She caressed him a little to see if there was any chance of imbibing him but he was lost to sleepy bye time. She soon fell asleep herself.

In the very early part of the morning, when it is still pitch dark, she awoke with her cunt on fire. Her thoughts related directly to the contents of the box. She thought about how she could be made use of, and once she did that, all thoughts of sleeping were useless.

She woke and she wrote. As she wrote she thought about the little box beside her bed and she wondered how long she could wait before she tore the thing open like a little girl at Christmas time...

3 comments:

  1. AnonymousJuly 25, 2009

    imagine the torment if in the course of the day your Master were to move the box to a location unknown to you.

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  2. What a poor little girl she would be! It reminds me of a line from a song.

    "It's like taking candy from a baby. Oh! Oh! Oh!"

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  3. AnonymousJuly 25, 2009

    I was thinking more Carly Simon

    And I tell you how easy it feels to be with you
    And how right your arms feel around me
    But I, I rehearsed those lines just late last night
    When I was thinkin' about how right tonight might be

    Anticipation, anticipation
    Is makin' me late
    Is keepin' me waitin'

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