His heart had started to make overtime
as soon as he had opened the mailbox in front of his house.
In the box sat a small package with
foreign stamps on top of some envelopes with bills and an advertising
brochure. He thought he knew the content of the package and almost
reverently he removed it from the box.
A brown padded envelope richly covered
with clear tape. His name and adress handwritten on the cover. No
return adress as far as he could see.
He put the envelope in front of him on
the desk in his study. Breathing deep to clear his mind. But still
his heart was racing. Replaying the things she had said to him a week
ago.
Should he contact her first or just
open the package and contact her after? What would please her more?
His fingers were already typing the
short message in Whatsapp.
“Package
recieved. Ty. Can I open it?”
He breathed deep again and checked his
watch. Yes she would be up by now. Holding his breath he pressed
'send' and saw how she almost at the same time recieved and read his
message.
“OK. Open it”
He could almost see her long sharp
fingernails dance over her phone and wondered where she was right
now. Probably out somewhere in her big city, meeting a friend or her
mother for lunch.
“Ok. Ty Miss”
He let out a long breath and tried to
steady his hands looking for scissors or a small knife to cut the
tape that tightly closed the envelope. Scissors. Carefully not to cut
anything inside he opened the package. There seemed to be a note
inside and another package.
His phone buzzed.
“Read the note
first. I am having lunch with mom. Talk later”
He could feel his dick growing hard in
his pants. She was so marvellous!
With two fingers he pulled the note
from the envelope and unfolded it. Her handwriting all over it.
Feminine letters. Large and round in black ink.
“Dear Piggy,
I know how proud
you are when I call you my piggy and I am proud of you! You have
served me well! It was very amusing to hear you beg the last weeks
for this small present I am about to send you. It is already in the
envelop that is ready to be closed after I finish this letter. And
only I know where it has been before I put it in the envelop!
Enjoy it my little
piggy. Take care of it like I took care of it. Don't let ugly wife
find it! Or maybe …
I know you will
thank Me. You are so very good at that!
Your Mistress”
His hands were shaking hard now and the
bulge in his pants almost uncomfortable hard. He had been she sure
she had been bluffing. Asking for his adress and teasing him. But she
had suprised him again. Like so many times before.
He read the note again and his eyes
wandered to the envelope with the small package still inside. He was
almost afraid to take it out of there because deep in his mind he
knew what it would do to him.
But he wanted it.
Gently he shook the small paper wrapped
package from the envelope, putting it in the center of his desk. He
looked at it for minutes. Licking his lips and trying to calm down a
bit. It was useless.
His fingers were to cold to open the
package and he had to use the scissors again uncovering a clear
plastic zip bag. Oh my god, he thought. She had really done through
with it. She was unbelievable!
The plastic bag was in front of him
now. On the desk. Lying there. Showing its contents. Its unbelievable
valuable contents.
Black. Lace. Small. Beautiful. Soft.
Feminine.
Goddess Panties!
He had to force his right hand to stop
wanking his dick through his trousers. The excitement was incredible!
This was such a sacred gift! He dreamed of this. Many, many nights.
Daydreamed of it. In front of lingeries stores or when he was doing
laundry and on so many other occassions. He had begged her for it.
She had laughed. He had begged again. Not giving up. Trying to
convince her without sounding needy or whiny. He knew how she hated
that kind of behaviour. But never had he thought this day would come.
Very very careful he picked up the
package and turned it around. The backside of the panties was so
small. Almost non exsisting. So utterly perfect. So lovely. So sexy.
“Mom says: take it out with your
teeth. You should!”
The short line was on his phone and he
stared it with open mouth. How could she know he hadn't opened it
yet? How did she always seem to know his deep thoughts? He had been
serving her for months now. It had started slow with a few visits to
one of his favorite cam sites, where she had an account. But it had
not taken long for him to get her Skype adress and they had talked
and cammed more. She had rewarded his loyalty after 3 months with her
Whatsapp and her perfect body, dark eyes and even darker mind had
driven him into an obsession that controlled his life.
And he loved it! He loved her! Her
beautiful long dark hair. Her amazing eyes and legs. Her charm. The
power of her long nails and high heels. Her immaculate choice in
clothes and make up. Her perverted demanding mind. He loved
everything about her. And he payed dearly for it.
And now she wanted to take his
addiction and obsession a step further. This is what she had told
him. It had not been a question. It had been a statement. No doubt in
her mind. The same as she had baptised him 'piggy' for what seemed
ages ago.
No doubt in her mind that he would
accept her words. And he had. He had been so proud to be special for
her. Her Piggy! Worshipping her. Spoiling her. Serving her.
She had made him cross so many limits.
He had been scared or nervous so often to do as she had told him. But
every time she had seduced him, convinced him, made him go further.
He wanted her to be proud of him!
He lifted the plastic bag to his mouth.
Slow and with care as if it was an egg about to break. He kissed the
back and closed his teeth around the white zipper. Slowly opening it.
He wanted her so proud.
The zipper opened with ease and with
two fingers on each side of the bag he unlocked it more. The scent of
what must be her perfume drifted out and he inhaled deep with closed
eyes.
This was heaven!
Sweet warm scenting perfume. Behind his
closed eyes he could see her perfect face. Her eyes and mouth mocking
him silently. Perfect lipstick and soft shining eye make up. Big
beautiful eyes under dark eyebrows. Drawing him in. Enchanting with
her soft perfectly cared for hair.
She owned him.
Still with his eyes closed and taking
the package, he stood up from his desk. This could only be done one
right way.
Kneeling on the floor, he bowed his
head deep over the plastic bag that was still in his hands, but now
on the floor.
His nose went deep into the bag and he
closed the sides over his nostrils.
Inhaling deep he let her scent take
posession of him.
Posessed by her scent.
The perfume first. But soon more. Her
body. Her femininity. Her beauty.
With every deep breath new scents and
emotions overwhelmed him. He felt so incredibly good and happy.
Kneeling for her. Smelling her. Worshipping her. Concentrating on the
next step of his obsessed adoration.
He opened up the bag a little again so
his mouth would fit in there as well. Closing the bag again over his
cheeks he breathed deep through nose and mouth. There was not much
oxygene in the bag. Less then a liter. But he forced himself to keep
his breath and letting her scents enter his bloodstream. From his
longs to his heart, all through his body.
She posessed him totally.
He never wanted to breath again. His
face turning more and more red with the effort. This is how it should
be for ever. Smelling her. Posessed by her. Her all over him.
Panting and moaning he lifted his face
from the bag. Bowing deeper. Slowly recovering his breath. Still his
nose deep in the bag. Close to the black lace panties. Never touching
them. But so close.
Then ever so soft, he closed his lips
over the panties. The soft fabric teasing his lips. Tasting her.
Breathing through the beautiful cloth that had been on her body.
Lifting her panties reverently from the bag that had carried the
treasure all the way to his lips. To his nose. To his blood. His
soul.
Cumming all over himself without the
slightest touch.
He opened his eyes to the sound of his
phone.
“Enjoyed your 'lunch' piggy? We sure did.
Pay the bill. Now!”