Of Well Laid Plans

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Of Well Laid PlansDaniel was a perfectionist. No seriously!! A perfectionist since birth… An easy birth without complications, did’nt cry though his eyes kept trying to open and was clearly taking in lungfuls of air. He never cried without reason as a c***d, never laughed without one either. He was neither needy nor clingy and expressed his needs in complete sentenses as early as he could. He studied and learned what was taught at school from grade school to high school, always, with the perfect grade, perfect discipline for the perfect career path, as he would call it. With a budding career in a reputable investment bank at the tender age of twenty years, his life was on a perfect schedule to…what exactly he was on a life schedule for I have no idea!! What kind of k** grows up planning to be an investment banker? Don’t k**s want to be pilots, astronaunts and famous actors anymore?Anyway, whatever else he had perfectly planned for was perfectly ruined when he met Her… Daniel’s perfect life plan involved a perfect wife and a perfect family. Seeing as his perfect plan had worked perfectly thus far, perhaps it was time to start looking for the perfect female suitor to court, and start a family with. Enter Kathrine Meyre, beautiful, respectable, kind, homely, dressed nice and appreciated by everyone who knew her. Daniel had known her for some time seeing as she was a studious secretary at one of his top account clients and practically held together her boss’ business keeping all his accounts in order and all. She was often handed the heavy work by her boss and seemed to more than hold her own with it. She had often met with Daniel and he had grown to like her dedication to her job.The last few weeks, she and Daniel had been working on her boss’ accounts seeing as the fiscal year was bursa escort wrapping up and dues had to be paid, the law-man given his cut and the ever bulgeoning pout of his client topped up. He had waited until thier business was concluded to ask her out for a late lunch. And yes she accepted, how could she not when he had been nothing but a polite gentleman since the first day they met. He definately knew his P.E.T.S. She liked a man like that and would have asked him first if he hadn’t beat her to it.So they had lunch and got to know each other better. Lunch turned to dinners and he was always the perfect gentleman. Never drank more than a glass of wine, always walked her to her door after the dates but never came in when offered a nightcap. How on earth was she going to pull off her plan if the guy was so determined to ‘court her the right way’. Its the twenty-first century for Christ sake. People met online, at parties and raves, screwed and parted ways without ever learning a thing about each other! She needed to expedite things if she would ever get her genteel suitor to play her naughty games.So on their next date she made sure to dress up a little more. A little sexier, just not too much to put him off, a little more smillng, touching, the respectable way people are expected to in public, even in courtship. And her wit, having worked for that fat swine for three years now she knew more than enough to entertain her prey’s mind. The fat pig would get what was coming his way soon enough, he should be thankful Mr Daniel had come along t distract her. He wouldn’t enjoy it as much as Mr Daniel though, not nearly as much. Tonight though, Mr Daniel had all her attention. She pictured what his mouth would be upto in a few hours, those polite sweet lips would be upto to all manner of dirty bursa escort bayan things later.She let him take the lead as always, take her hand, guide her out of the high-end restuarant into his car, open her door, hold it till she was at her door and wait till she opened it to let herself in and always let her make her offer before declining and saying his goodnight leaving right after she closed the door. He was a well oiled machine of chivalry this one! How did he not have women worshipping the ground he walked on? Well tonight she would throw a spanner in his well oiled routine; she would not take no for an answer and had gone to great lenghths in the last three days to ensure some other well lubricated part of her anatomy was attended to.Only once again he beat her to the punch and ever so graciuosly accepted her offer on the first offer. It seems her efforts were worth the time they took after all. Having known she would not take no for an answer she had everything ready beforehand, the ambience, the mugs, the coffeemaker just needed to be switched on. He complemented her home, in his perfected manner, using very descriptive and appreciative adjectives that did make her swoon, just a tid bit. They talked while they drank the coffee, and she could not help picturing a mouse nibbling on the cheese in a trap. She had made the coffee just as she had learnt he liked it during their meetings..well, with the exeption of the ruffies she had added to knock him out. Soon he did try to excuse himself, on account of being so unusually drowsy but in standing up and trying to walk to the front door he passed out and crumpled to the floor at her feet. She could not trust that he would stay of his own accord, despite willfuly entering the widow’s lair. So the ruffies had to be used. After all escort bursa does’nt the widow ‘ruffie’ her victim, despite having it in the embrace of its sticky home, before proceeding to devour it at her own leisure for her own pleasure. Having crossed the precipise of her plan there was no retreat now, she thought of all the pleasures she would have with Mr Daniel as she prepared him for her ministrations. Taking pleasure at handling his body before he woke. Her own preparations were done long beforehand. As she sat on the leather armchair across her bed she was tempted to touch herself while watching his sculpted form on her bed, finally! But her mistress had taught her well, to blend in the society that would otherwis never understand her innate desires, to hunt, patiently, the right prey. She had almost lost patience with her new toy but he had only needed a final nudge to get him here. This hunt had been her longest yet but the prey was well worth it. No she would not touch herself tonight, she would not cheat and risk losin some of the pleasure she expected from devouring her prey, the burning glass of scotch she had prepared while waiting for him to wake would have to do. To calm her anxiety not her nerves. He had spotted her now, after slowly waking, surprised to find himself tied up, naked and gagged, he had tried to escape but she had done him well. Then he saw her, recognition and surprise warring in his eyes. She waited until he was calm, which surprisingly, did not take long, before she stood, walked to the foot of the bed and put her delicate fingers on a simple knot under her ribcage. “Welcome to my playhouse Danny, you are my new toy to play with as I please, dress up, or down if I please, break if not pleased or rid off when u can no longer please. Lets begin”, she finishe pulling on the knot on her dres. She pushed her shoulders back and stretched her arms downward as the dress cascaded down her body to reveal the real Kathy, leather straps crotchless panties and all…Mistress Kathy

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