As Mistress Commands

Her pubic hair was cut in that little 'landing strip' cut that drives me wild, watching the rivers of soap cascading down her long, lean legs. She ran her fingertips over her breasts, her strawberry-like nipples puffy with excitement. We watched each other rinse our bodies and turned the shower off, and again, I started to come close to her, and she wagged her finger back and forth to say 'not yet'...

We toweled ourselves dry and by now I was physically aching for her touch. She took my clothes and put them into the washing machine, then put on the flannel nightpants and top, leaving me nude. I felt uncomfortable, but she seemed to enjoy my uneasiness. She told me to follow her to the kitchen and prepare us some fresh fruits and something light to eat. I took a look in the fridge and found some bananas, strawberries, cream cheese and a baguette, and took a knife from the carving block and began slicing the fruit as Johanna sat at the table, watching me. When I had laid it all out onto a serving tray, she told me to get two wine glasses and a bottle of wine from the rack. Not knowing much about wines, I decided to make a calculated guess and chose one she had a few bottles of. I made a show of reading the label, even though only a few words were in English. Then I presented it to her and asked if this is what she would like. She nodded, and I felt like I had just scored a point or two...

I poured two glasses about a third full, and sat down across from her. It was still light out but getting darker, and the room was getting cast with long shadows from the setting sun. I sat across from her, VERY aware of my nakedness, and frustrated because I couldn't do a thing about it. Everytime I mentioned how I wanted to hold her in my arms, she said "That's very sweet of you, but I have other plans..." I was confused, but willing to play along. After we finished eating, I poured us both another glass of wine, but as I started to pour mine, she said, "Not for you, my dear pet...