FANTASY . . .

 

 

 

We have a very simple system. He doesn't get to touch my perfect little pussy unless in return . . . I get EVERYTHING I want. You would think I'm talking Expensive Cars and almost too large to wear Diamonds. Well I like and get those things also, but what I want, more then anything is to Get Dressed Up, Have Fun and Play Games!

 

I wanted a Hollywood Makeup Artist and Wardrobe experts to do me up as Jessica Rabbit for Comic-Con . . . I got it! Even took First Place on a Brand New Contest they just added. I looked perfect and everyone knew it! . . . That's why I Won First Place!

 

Love to Play those Escape Room Games. Even though some people in High School used to call me dumb, I would get through these rooms so very fast and easy. Even the Hosts of those Places would say, "Wow. We never saw some one do that so good"

 

He paid so I could be a Character at one of those Bed and Breakfast interactive Murder Mystery Games. Turned out that my Character ended up having more involvement in the Murder then any other Person there. Seemed like the others were mad at me for it . . . but that's just what happens when your Rich and Beautiful like me.

 

I wanted to Play some Tie Up Games, like I get to be the Pretty and Helpless Damsel that everyone pays attention to. So I made him rent out a Dungeon and the whole Staff, so I can have some Fun. Saw it in a Movie so now I want to try it out . . . I mean if I don't like it I can just tell them to Stop . . . cause my Rich Boyfriend Rented them . . . so basically, they all work for me . . .

 

. . . They tried wasting my time with some dumb Safe Word thingy. If I don't like something, I'll just let them "No" and they'll stop cause I'm in Charge . . . as always . . . My Boyfriend actually asked me if I was 100% sure I wanted to Play Tie up games at the hands of an actual Mistress.

 

I mean, can you believe he questioned me like that? I know what I want and what I want I get . . . that's our simple system . . . If he wants to touch my pussy again . . . I get what I want . . . First!

 

REALITY . . .

 

 

 

"Why aren't you paying attention to me! Ok, that's it! I'm done! You can let me go now and you'll be lucky if Stan's Check doesn't clear you Bank . . . Cause I'm going to have him Cancel it!"

 

This was Fun for a little bit . . . like the parts of getting my hair done earlier today with come accent colors on the tips to go with my bra color. Getting another new diamond stud and having my makeup done so I'd be the prettiest Damsel ever . . .

 

I told the Mistress what to do and her two Helper Slaves strapped me to this wooden X thingy and just Fucking left me! This isn't how the game is meant to go! They should all be in here right now paying extra nice or pretend mean like attention to me while I play struggle and look sad!

 

"Get your asses back in here now God Dammit! Games over! Let me go so my Driver can take me shopping and then Home!" Might as well get myself something nice and expensive on the way since this whole thing was a total bust.

 

I can't believe how tight all these straps are holding me here. The one around my waist is hurting my perfect stomach and I think the ones on my ankles and wrists are going to leave marks if they don't . . . "UNTIE ME RIGHT NOW YOU STUPID BITCHES!"