Chapter 3

Dear Master,

Saturday started really strangely for me, I woke up from dreaming about our meeting.

I trembled at the thought of being in your presence and must confess nearly did not turn up, However I did show and was glad I did.

I Selected the clothes you demanded I wear, took a shower making sure to clean not only my pussy but I had three enema's, self administered of course, to ensure my arse was clean for you. I took my time in shaving my cunt for my master's inspection as I know any stray hairs would have cost me a punishment.

I really did not know what to expect when I met you, would you be cruel and make me undress at the memorial or would you be kind and have a van where I would have to undress in your privacy. As I thought of these things, I could not ease the tingling in my cunt, a feeling that was to stay with me the whole day.

As I know you do not like your slaves wearing makeup, I gave my face a peach scrub to remove any traces and had to sit with it in place for 30 minutes, eyes closed and imaging what you had planned. This increased the tingling from my cunt, knowing I risked punishment for playing with myself, I resisted all temptation.

Finally at 1 pm I dressed as ordered and set off to our meet. I was really conscious of the fact I had only two items of clothing covering my body. I am sure I had my arse stroked deliberately as I was standing on the tube; during the journey. I arrived at 2.30 pm and had to will myself not to walk directly to the Memorial. So I had a coffee at the Cafeteria in the Park.

Finally, I walked up to the Memorial and waited, then I felt this thing sticking in my back and began to panic when I heard you say don't move. I am sorry master but I had to see the face of the man who has dominated my body and my dreams. I thought it a kindly face but one of great strength if angered.

You led me over to where you took the photos and even before the first shot, my cunt was aching to be filled with your fingers or better. Then Tim and Alan walked past, I felt my cheeks flush as I saw Tim nudge his pal and they both looked directly at my cunt. That excited me and I had to fight the desire to play with it for you and them, so hard.

Then you took the other pictures and I did not see anyone else react so I calmed myself thinking that I had got away with this public exhibition of my cunt. Then Horror of horrors as we walked I saw Tim and Alan sat there smiling as we approached. I know what you said to them before you led me away to the bandstand but my heart was pounding and my cunt dripping.

When you took me behind the bandstand, I thought it was my chance to impress you by sucking your cock, but you quickly changed that impression. You told me what you wanted me to do and I almost ran away, to be topless was bad enough in a public park but to give two strangers facial blow jobs and then have to wear their trophy loads on my chest whilst going to your place, horrified and yet exhilarated me. I wanted to be your complete cum slut and obey your every command.

Later in your home, you demonstrated your kind side by wrapping me in that towel, and I could not believe the range of toys you had on display for me to see. Your right the butt plug did fascinate me, I had heard of them but never seen one let alone handled one. You caught me out; I don't know how because I was sure I had replaced it exactly as it was. But you knew straight away I had moved it.

When you applied that balm to my arse, I had to hold my breath the heat started straight away, and then you showed me the delight of anal intrusion with the butt plug. Again you applied the balm to my tits and cunt lips and it seemed my entire body was on fire. My nerves jingled and all seemed directly attached to my cunt, I wanted so much to cum right then but knew the punishment would not make it pleasant for long.