Money in the Bag

Monday, 4 January 2016

The Package


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!”

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