I could feel myself slowly waking from a heavy, dream filled sleep, my limbs felt heavy, my mouth dry.  I wanted to reach out for the glass of water that I always had on the bedside table, however I could not seem to lift my arm. Ah well, I would just lay and enjoy the memories of my evening with my lover.  We had spent a lovely day in York, followed by dinner in a romantic Italian Restaurant in the Shambles, then.... and...

It is going to be a fun night, I have been promising myself for ages that I was going to do this and finally the night has come... the night of 'the party'  arranged by my potential Master, and I was unsure if I should be excited or just plain scared.   I go to shower, and while  the hot water runs over my skin I run the razor over my legs, and pussy to ensure that I am totally hair free, then shampoo my hair with the coc...

At last I was here, far away from my office and my mundane life. A chance to be Me if only for a few short days. I felt bad, lying to both family and colleagues, but I needed a break, boy did I need a break. My feeling was that it was better to take some time out, just for me, rather than carry on as I was and end up breaking out for good. So, here I was, booked into a lovely cottage, unseen by the few that ventured along...