Secret Agent Slut

since this weekend is going to be even busier than usual, we’ve declared tonight ‘date night’. that means dinner to go and some playtime. we have playtime a few times a week. but date night is usually extra-special, longer and more elaborate. apparently tonight will be simple, but extended.

i’ll be spending tonight hooded. the leather one with just the mouth opening. (my favorite one)

naked, shaved and unbound. except for my tits tied very, very tightly.

i’m to put in the biggest plug i can fit in my ass. i’ve been assured that by the end of the night it will be repleaced by the one the next size up.

 after dinner, i’m to go to the playroom and wait. on my knees.

i’m wet already, just thinking about it. and i told him so, because he asked.

so i have a choice, it would seem. i’m allowed to masturbate.  but if i come now, i won’t be allowed to later. but i want to. so badly. it’s not even eight thirty. it’s so hard to decide. and i can’t sneak one in. he’ll know if i do.

so now, dear readers; i’ve got to go and get ready for the evening. get myself all cleaned up, inside and out. and then go and pick up dinner, with my ass already plugged. i’m not allowed to wear a bra when i go, either. so if you’re out and about in the next few hours and you see a blonde in a blue haltertop with no bra (and believe me, you’ll notice. see my icon) and she’s looking a bit flustered. you’ll know why…