It has been five days since I served my Mistress at the motel. It feels like five weeks. Though the events were still vivid in my mind as if they had just happened, the longing to serve my Mistress again makes it seem like an eternity has passed.     I relived the episode over and over in my mind. It is consuming my thoughts. I am having difficulty concentrating on work. I lay awake at night in bed and ignore the hobbies...

I stood in front of the door and waited. The email message said to appear exactly at 4:00 p.m. I was nervous, scared, and excited all in one. Hoping I was at the correct address, I checked the message for the third time. I looked back at my watch and stared at the second hand as it ticked closer and closer to the hour. Just as the final second ticked off, I hear a click at the door as if a bolt lock had been removed. I pu...