Happy Birthday Mistress Winters

Greetings all. I have been away for a couple of weeks, travelling around a bit with work. I've recently purchgased a new smart phone. I'm usually pretty good with technology but I've not yet worked out how to all my email and things working on it, nor have I found the web browsing to my satisfaction, so blogging has proved difficult when on the go and away from castle Winters. I suspect some readers will be crying out (as many people I know have been) saying "Get an iPhone"... No. Be gone Apple and your minions.

Internet access in hotels is not fantastic either. Though lets be honest, there are other things that can be done in hotel rooms ;~). I find hotel rooms are one of the most corrupting environments in existence. There is just something about them that brings out there darker side of the human psyche. I must post some of my naughty hotel room experience on here sometime.

I thought this time since the anniversary of my birth is fast approaching, I'd tell you a story about a rather interesting present I received one year for my birthday...

It was the morning of my birthday. I was having a lie in, as is every Mistress's inalienable right on her birthday. I was having a bit of a snooze, having a rather nice dream. When I was woken up by something stirring in my bed... not just in the bed, but between my legs.... There was a person shaped bulge under the duvet, with a pair of, from what I could see, naked legs hanging out of the end of the bed... It was the duvet covered half that had my attention though ;~)

I was already pretty turned on by the dream I was having (wonder what might have caused that?), and the tongue and lips that were deftly doing their thing under the covers were helping that considerably... Katie had told me she had a few treats planned for my birthday, I was very much enjoying the first. I wasn't sure whether to roll back the covers, as it felt almost rude not to make eye contact at least once... on the other hand, as I said, I was very much enjoying it and didn't want to disturb her ;~)

It didn't take me long to climax. As I was at the hight of pleasure, legs spasming and flailing about, I must have moved the duvet around, and as I was catching my breath I looked down the bed and saw something I wasn't expecting... a tattoo. A little rose sitting on the top of a rather pert bum cheek... It was very nice... the only thing was, Katie doesn't have a tattoo on her bum!

I threw back the covers the girl who'd so expertly worked her magic between my legs stood up. A fairly attractive blonde girl with a pink bow tied around her neck... a girl who I'd never met before in my life! And on her chest, written in red lipstick were the words "Happy birthday Mistress xoxo" xoxo was the way Katie usually signed off her messages. Though usually they weren't written on the chests of naked slave women.

A few seconds later, as I was still trying to take in what I was seeing. The girl turned and walked towards my bedroom door. On her back, also written in red lipstick, were the words "Follow me"... I was intrigued. But I was naked, I often sleep naked. I get too hot otherwise. So the girl was already out the door and on her way while I was trying to find a night dress or something to put on. I settled on checked pyjama bottoms and a baggy Iron Maiden t-shirt. Sexy.

Katie seemed to have planned for my delay whilst I got dressed, because when I got into the living room, the girl was already knelt down on all fours, with a folded table cloth draped over her back, so that the girls bowed head and pert tattooed bum were visible at either end. Katie was standing over her, placing a tray of breakfast on the most interesting 'occasional table' I had ever seen.

Now I knew why she'd been studying induction techniques so thoroughly the last couple of weeks! Apparently she'd found this girl online, who was more than willing to be dominated and used as furniture. I didn't get to speak to the girl, apparently that was part of the fantasy She was there to be used and ignored. She appeared to remain in trance throughout breakfast. On Katie's suggestion, I went for a shower after my breakfast and when I came out she was gone. How she found her I have no idea, lord knows before I met Katie I'd tried numerous times to find a willing plaything on various sites, without any real success, just a few time wasters or people who lived too far away to take seriously... But Katie had apparently cast out her line and reeled in a live one first time... the cow. When I first came into the living room and saw the 2 of them, I didn't know whether to be proud that I had taught her so well, or scared of the monster that I had created!... I didn't spend too much time thinking about it though... well I did have a naked, hypnotized girl knelt before me, with a toasted cream cheese bagel on her back that was getting cold. I hate it when they get cold.

I've certainly had worse Monday mornings!

~ Mistress Winters ~