The Beginning Of A New Slave Ch. 02

Sweet as can be BBW


Last night proved to be one I would not soon forget. I was so totally physically and sexually drained I slept deeper than I have ever experienced before.



I dreamt lovely dreams of you making me cum and cumming in me, and I hated to wake, but alas I began to stir.



I awoke to the smell of fresh coffee, and bacon and eggs. I slowly opened my eyes and for the first time I could see the beautiful hotel room and a breakfast that was all laid out on a table. The table was sitting on a wrought iron surrounded balcony, and it was draped with an exquisite tablecloth the shade of roses with golden ribbed trim and on top of that was a feast of eggs, bacon, croissants, and fresh fruit; even a small bouquet of fresh yellow roses adorned the table and a large carafe of mimosas sat in the middle. Sir remembered that I loved yellow roses; I smiled and felt a bit of warmth in my heart.

I noticed a small envelope on the table as well, I went over to it and opened it, there was a 50-dollar bill and a note, and I began to read.

“Slave, you are to eat well then shower and dress (do not bother doing your hair or putting on makeup). Be at the following address by 12:00 noon sharp. NO EXCUSES!” As I read the words, I could hear your voice as though you were there in the room, that rumble and stern sincerity came off the paper through your printed words.

The address was downtown; I thought to myself that it must be some sort of business with that address. So I did as I was instructed to do. I enjoyed the wonderful meal, showered, dressed, and went to the lobby to catch a cab. I had no idea where the location was; I walked out the front door and was able to flag a cab right away. I was amazed. I gave the address to the cabbie and he took me their straightaway, the cab pulled up in front of a row of buildings and the cabby said, “ Here you are Miss.”

I paid him with the fifty and tucked the change into my purse. I climbed out of the cab, and found myself standing in front of a huge salon, and day spa. I hesitantly entered the doors with anticipation, I couldn’t afford a place like this at all but wow wouldn’t it be great?



The place was packed with women having their hair and nails and things done, and the employees were bustling about in a hurry to fulfill the needs of all of the women there. I stood there only a moment when a very nice and well-groomed almost pretty woman came over to me and said, “Very good you are on time, Sir will be pleased. Follow me,” she said in an unassailable yet yielding tone.

She led me into the back of the salon where after telling me her name was Lucille she and a small army of others spent the day giving me a full range of treatments: doing my nails, hair,