darkpassions81
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She knows who she is, but I figured someone else would get some use out of this suggestion, and I might get some good feedback for more ideas. 
It was a long day at work and you come home ready to relax. Walking through the front door you're met by a silver tray with miscellaneous objects which appear randomly placed on it. A note proclaims: "Get yourself a snack, you'll need the engergy! Then meet me in the den!"
After fixing yourself a quick sandwich, you grab the tray and proceed to the den, to discover two folding chairs placed on either side of a full length mirror which is laying on the floor. Next to the folding chair is a tray table. I speak from the corner of the room. "Put the tray on the table and do as you're told Kitten." With the sly smile on your face and a tilt to your head, you walk over to the table and set the tray one which contains the curious objects: A pair of scissors, a hair scrunchy, a bowl of water, a plant mister, and an artists fan paint brush
I rise from my seat in the corner and meet you beside the ensemble of furniture arranged in the middle of the room. You smile at me like you always do, and ask, "What should I do now hon?", lifting your shouders and flashing that innocent girl look. You run your hands through your hair, and smile back at me, twisting a single strand of hair misceviously. "Two knees, two chairs, kneel..." I reply.
Biting your bottom lip, you can start to see the design come together of the pile in the middle of the room. Placing one knee on each chair, you straddle; the mirror on the floor now displaying a full view up the short skirt you are wearing. You seem a bit embarassed, but we know that your are most interested in submitting. "Grey cotton panties, my favorite." I remark while hiking up your skirt just a little more to ensure a good view for us both.
I kiss you on the side of the neck. "I hope you feel like playing... I figured I could give you a little arts and crafts lesson today to ease the tensions of your long hard day at work." You teasingly squeek out a "Mmm hmmm" while nodding your head. We take a moment to kiss each other softly on the lips. "Good, we always seem to play well together. We're going to see what we can make with all of these objects... sound good?" (Remember that, it's important later...
) Your quick peck of kiss acknowledges.
You have a white button down blouse on which simply won't do... I unbutton your blouse slowly, our eyes staring persistently at each other. I pull up on both sides of your blouse to dislodge it from your skirt. You bit your lip again, in approval, trying still to play innocent. I look at you disapprovingly and state "Don't give me the little innocent look, it will only be a matter of time before the magic mirror on the floor will let me know if you are enjoying this?" You immediatly blush with the implications of the discovery of the purpose of the mirror; knowing full well how wet you get when arroused. Looking downward and realizing your now the main part in my little arrousal barrometer, you're bitting hard on your bottom lip, looking up at your own reflection on the floor. "You're so dirty you wisper".
My hand slides to the back of your neck and pulling you away from gazing up your own skirt, I kiss your firmly on the lips and say "Thank you, you know how it excites me to watch you get wet." Having been caught up in your slowly piecing the puzzle together, you are supprised by the point of the scissors which brush up against your now exposed tummy. Dangling from a single finger on my right hand. You let out a quick "Oh!" as I drag the sissors up the length of your body and without warning clip the small piece of material that's spanning between the cups of your cute powder blue bra. Your tits immediately fall free with you bra now framing that lovely chest of yours on either side. Your mouth wide open as you exclaim "That's one of my favorite bra's". "Well get you another one, and you know that turned you on you little vixen." as I point down to the mirror, who holds no secrets! You blush again, and looking up to me you're met by a deep and passionate kiss. And when I withdraw, your eyes are closed, your head is tilted ever so slightly to one side... and a faint smile of approval highlights your face.
more in a minute....
It was a long day at work and you come home ready to relax. Walking through the front door you're met by a silver tray with miscellaneous objects which appear randomly placed on it. A note proclaims: "Get yourself a snack, you'll need the engergy! Then meet me in the den!"
After fixing yourself a quick sandwich, you grab the tray and proceed to the den, to discover two folding chairs placed on either side of a full length mirror which is laying on the floor. Next to the folding chair is a tray table. I speak from the corner of the room. "Put the tray on the table and do as you're told Kitten." With the sly smile on your face and a tilt to your head, you walk over to the table and set the tray one which contains the curious objects: A pair of scissors, a hair scrunchy, a bowl of water, a plant mister, and an artists fan paint brush
I rise from my seat in the corner and meet you beside the ensemble of furniture arranged in the middle of the room. You smile at me like you always do, and ask, "What should I do now hon?", lifting your shouders and flashing that innocent girl look. You run your hands through your hair, and smile back at me, twisting a single strand of hair misceviously. "Two knees, two chairs, kneel..." I reply.
Biting your bottom lip, you can start to see the design come together of the pile in the middle of the room. Placing one knee on each chair, you straddle; the mirror on the floor now displaying a full view up the short skirt you are wearing. You seem a bit embarassed, but we know that your are most interested in submitting. "Grey cotton panties, my favorite." I remark while hiking up your skirt just a little more to ensure a good view for us both.
I kiss you on the side of the neck. "I hope you feel like playing... I figured I could give you a little arts and crafts lesson today to ease the tensions of your long hard day at work." You teasingly squeek out a "Mmm hmmm" while nodding your head. We take a moment to kiss each other softly on the lips. "Good, we always seem to play well together. We're going to see what we can make with all of these objects... sound good?" (Remember that, it's important later...
) Your quick peck of kiss acknowledges.You have a white button down blouse on which simply won't do... I unbutton your blouse slowly, our eyes staring persistently at each other. I pull up on both sides of your blouse to dislodge it from your skirt. You bit your lip again, in approval, trying still to play innocent. I look at you disapprovingly and state "Don't give me the little innocent look, it will only be a matter of time before the magic mirror on the floor will let me know if you are enjoying this?" You immediatly blush with the implications of the discovery of the purpose of the mirror; knowing full well how wet you get when arroused. Looking downward and realizing your now the main part in my little arrousal barrometer, you're bitting hard on your bottom lip, looking up at your own reflection on the floor. "You're so dirty you wisper".
My hand slides to the back of your neck and pulling you away from gazing up your own skirt, I kiss your firmly on the lips and say "Thank you, you know how it excites me to watch you get wet." Having been caught up in your slowly piecing the puzzle together, you are supprised by the point of the scissors which brush up against your now exposed tummy. Dangling from a single finger on my right hand. You let out a quick "Oh!" as I drag the sissors up the length of your body and without warning clip the small piece of material that's spanning between the cups of your cute powder blue bra. Your tits immediately fall free with you bra now framing that lovely chest of yours on either side. Your mouth wide open as you exclaim "That's one of my favorite bra's". "Well get you another one, and you know that turned you on you little vixen." as I point down to the mirror, who holds no secrets! You blush again, and looking up to me you're met by a deep and passionate kiss. And when I withdraw, your eyes are closed, your head is tilted ever so slightly to one side... and a faint smile of approval highlights your face.
more in a minute....
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