Fantasy made reality

MASTER had asked me quite a few days ago to write a fantasy for HIM.  i am not the most creative, but somehow i would like to figure out how to do so.  The main problem, though, is that i already live my biggest fantasy.  i know i tell MASTER that i love HIM (on occasion because i do not use those words lightly) and that i am happy.  The simple fact is that my biggest fantasy is to have the feeling that i have, right now, towards another human being.  The icing on the cake is that, in finding that human being, i also found a wonderful TEACHER, FRIEND, CONFIDANT, OWNER, and MASTER.  HE is everything i need and all of the things we "do" are just icing on the cake.  i can be me and am not judged but rather improved by my MASTER and all HE teaches me.  HE has patience, understanding, and reasonable expectations yet pushes me most of the time to be a better person and definitely a better slave for HIM.  Having said that......

Here is my first (lame?) attempt at creativity......

MASTER'S slave has been told that her MASTER will be picking her up tonight.  HE orders her to be ready in nothing but her 6-inch heels and her garter belt and stockings and awaits HIS arrival.  her recently polished steel collar is glistening in the candlelight.  her long, golden hair is flowing, strands caressing her breasts.  HER makeup is heavy and "trashy" just the way MASTER likes it.  her heart is beating a hundred beats a minutes, penetrating the entire body that HE owns.  Now, all she has to do is wait.....

At a quarter past ten, HE enters the room.  As usual, she falls immediately to her knees, awaiting HIS instruction.  HE says nothing, but walks up to her and places a blindfold on her piercing blue eyes.  HE then grabs both of her lusciously protruding nipples and brings her to her feet.  HE wraps what feels like a cape around her although it feels light and airy and she is well aware of the open front and wonders how much of her body is exposed.

HE then places a clip on the ring of her collar and immediately she realizes that she has a leash for the first time.  her already beating heart is now almost still as HE leads her out the door.  It is a very quiet and still Friday night.  The air is cool and she can feel it brush across her bare skin.  she has no idea where HE is taking her and who can see her.  her mind wishes she could just disappear but her sloppy wet pussy says something very different.  HE stops, spreads the garment open and places, what she believes to be, two very large painful clamps on her breasts.  she immediately wants to scream, but as soon as the tiniest squeak comes completely out of her mouth, HE speaks HIS first words.

"If another sound comes out of your mouth, without permission, it will be two very large needles that will replace the clamps, slave," HE states very calmly and almost mysteriously.  The tone in HIS voice, that she has never heard before, adds to the wonderment of what is to come......

......to be continued