For those of you who have not read the Andrea strikes a bargain story here is a brief description of her: Her name was Andrea Bullock aged 43, she stood five foot two in her size seven stocking feet, her long blonde hair hanging just over shoulder length and partially hiding the aspect of her medium build and largish 36DD bust line.
It had been four months since her bargain had been made and she had returned to a near normal existence except for the on line chats from her new master. One day whilst home alone, the phone rang and innocently she picked the handset and suddenly froze to the spot.
"My little slut! You recognize my voice, don't you? I have some instructions for you!" the voice said.
An almost trembling Andrea barely managed a "yes master!"
The telephone voice continued, "You will shower, freshly shave that horny little fuck slit of yours and wear a mid thigh skirt and blouse, no underwear! You will then drive to this address and present yourself there at 7 pm this evening. Once there you will ring the bell and when you enter you will go to the room on your left, there you will undress, place the blindfold which will be there waiting for you over your eyes and stand with your hands on your head! Is that understood?"
An already excited Andrea managed to respond, "Oh yes Master!"
Then the phone went dead and she replaced the handset, she looked at the clock on the wall and it showed it was only 2pm. She knew she would have to leave around 5.30 pm in order to reach the address for 7 pm. But it was far too early for her to shower and shave for she knew the last thing she would want was to be clock watching and getting excited as she waited for her time to leave.
Andrea decided to clean a few cupboards in order to kill an hour or so, but could not stop her mind wondering what her master had in store for her. She knew she would be naked and unable to see, in a strange house she had only ever visited once before. A nagging thought kept coming back to her, who would be the person to let her in and what possible role would they play. Despite trying to keep her mind from dreaming she could not help but found herself becoming hotter and hotter as her cunt began to produce its flowing juices. She was almost tempted to disappear to her bathroom with her favourite toy to ease the now intense itch in her cunt but she knew better. She knew at some stage her master would demand to know if she had played with herself and he would instantly know if she lied. He seemed to know every time she avoided the truth.
So the wall clock showed 4 pm and she breathed a sigh of relief for she had managed to kill the time without resorting to playing with herself, although her cunt was now soaking wet and traces of her juices were starting to slide down her leg.
In her bathroom she slowly stripped off her clothing, she could not help but look at her large firm tits in the mirror, cutely framed by her long blonde hair. She secretly thought her stomach was becoming a little podgy, but she prided herself that her tits showed absolutely no sign of any sag. Her erect nipples already sticking out some three quarters of an inch from her tit flesh; indicating straight away just how horny she was feeling right now. She sat on the side of the bath as she prepared to shave her cunt. Her master had instructed her on how he wanted her to carry this chore out and it never ceased to arouse her for he insisted she lather her cunt up with a proper real badger's hair shaving brush.
Now Andrea for the last nine years or so had always kept her cunt shaved so there was little or no hair to remove today but she knew better than to pass off having shaved if she had not. She also knew that because of the lack of cunt hair, the shaving brush always felt more sensual as she prepared herself for running the razor over her cunt lips. She knew her cunt was sensitive and the bristles on the brush never failed to tickle her clit and on more than one occasion she had actually climaxed whilst lathering her cunt up ready for shaving.
She was so close to Cumming as she was now ready for the razor, she carefully applied the razor along her pubic area and the blades felt really cold on her skin. She breathed a sigh of relief that she had chosen to start high on her pubic bone for she suspected that if the cold steel blades had connected with her lips, she would have been powerless to prevent her climax. Twenty minutes later she had a freshly shaved baby's bottom smooth cunt. She started the shower and stepped in as soon as the water of the shower hit her sensitive pubic area it felt like ten thousand needles stabbing at her flesh.
She shower quickly but thoroughly and could not prevent an orgasm as she washed her cunt. Her legs almost giving away as her throbbing cunt suddenly went off like a fire cracker. Soon she was steady on her feet and now dabbing herself dry, trying her best to avoid her cunt for fear of triggering another orgasm.
Andrea was glad when she was finally dressed in a tartan wrap around skirt, which came just above mid thigh and a white semi transparent blouse. She finished this off with a checked full length coat, which she planned on leaving in her car when she arrived at the address. Before putting on her top coat she could not resist one final look in the full length mirror, her shapely firm tanned legs would be the envy of a woman half her age, her slender but in her mind's eye podgy belly was still sexy and the full firm roundness of her tits pushing the thin material of the blouse out and her hard pointed nipples clearly visible made Andrea lick her lips and for once she thought some hard cocks going to be fucking lucky tonight.
Slipping into her coat, she quickly exited her house, skipped down the five path steps and as she did so she saw her elderly neighbour mowing the grass, without thinking she waved and it was not till she caught the look in his face that she suddenly glanced down and saw her skirt had ridden up as she raised her arm to wave and she was showing an awful lot of bare bum cheek to him. Nothing could dampen her spirits though for her master had summoned her and she was sexually alive and tingling, so she braved a smile and hurried to her car. As she opened the door she felt rather than saw her neighbour's eyes on her, so she felt mischievous and as she got in the car she deliberately opened her legs wider than necessary to swing them in. Of course this meant he got an eyeful of her freshly shaved cunt. As she closed the door she blew him a kiss but registered the fairly large bulge she had caused in his trousers.
Andrea felt so alive and sexually charged as she drove, she even stopped to remove her top coat placing it in the boot of the car and in doing so she inadvertently flashed her bare arse to some builders working on a site opposite where she had stopped. Another rush of sexual adrenalin coursed straight to her clit. She drove off mid cheers and wolf whistles from a group of six or seven builders. She thought; I now know why women get so sexual excited by flashing, the naughty thoughts of being seen in everyday surroundings really can turn you on.
Soon she approached the address given to her by her master, it was now the butterflies in her stomach turned to great eagles trying to get out, yet she knew she must obey and would obey. She could not find anywhere close to park and ended up some 500 yards away and now faced the prospect of walking along the street I just a semi transparent blouse and short wrap around skirt. She steeled herself and took a deep breath of air. Locking the car she turned and walked at a brisk pace towards the house. Her skirt began flapping slightly as she hurried, each flap seemed to direct cold blasts of air towards her cunt and they seemed always to hit right on her clit.
Her juices were flowing even as she climbed the three steps to the front door. She knew if she hesitated now she would turn and flee so as soon as she was in arms reach she pressed the door bell. She seemed to be waiting for an eternity, before the door opened and a young woman in maid's uniform asked her for her name. Andrea answered in a shaky voice still eager to get off the street, but made to wait by the maid, she said "I am Andrea Bullock and I was told to come to this address by Ray!"
Just then the maid beckoned her in; Andrea stepped inside the polished wooden floored hallway, instantly she noticed three doors leading off from this room and a large ornate staircase ascending up to an upper balcony. She immediately turned her attention to the door off to her left, but hesitated almost waiting for the maid to show her into that room. The maid whispered, don't blow it now slut, follow your instructions before we both get punished.
Andrea snapped out of her trance and strode off to the room on the left. Entering she found a roaring open fire and midst room a table and single chair. In the centre of the table was a blindfold of crushed dark blue velvet, there was nothing else in the room.
She slipped her shoes off and the marble floor felt cold to her feet despite the fire warming the air in the room. With a little shudder she quickly removed her skirt and blouse folding them neatly on the table, she picked up the soft feeling blindfold and popped it over her eyes and tied it tightly behind her long blonde hair. Then placing her hands on her head she stood and waited. She waited and waited and as she waited her hearing became much more acute, for she could now here tiny footsteps out in the hallway.
She heard a succession of low speaking voices and a hive of activity taking place in that hallway. She wondered how long she had been standing here now, it seemed like forty minutes or more, in fact she had been there for only ten minutes, unaware of the e...