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Master2noone -> Chapter fifteen London England (4/7/2014 3:07:53 PM)
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London England
Margarete picked up the phone receiver, “yes Sir, I be right there.” Margarete hung up the phone. Margarete went to Phillip’s office. “Yes Sir, you wished to see me.” “Close the door Margarete,” he motioned her over. Phillip whispered to Margarete,” do not let on to Treasure, I want you to pack my bags and Treasure’s. I am going to surprise her with a trip to London; we are going to the Rubber Ball.” “Oh Master Phillip she will love it, when will you be going.” “We will leave next Wednesday morning, we have a direct flight to London, and Margarete pack my toy bag, you know the travel one.”
“Yes Sir.”
“Oh, Missy will have such fun, her first Masquerade Ball.” Margarete thought.
Margarete would pack a little every day, when she cleaned the bedroom by Tuesday night she had packed everything except a few toiletries, which she could pack in two minutes. The bags were ready to go, they sat in the closet waiting to be picked up, all Margarete needed to do was carry them down the stairs, and Treasure would be unaware of anything out of the ordinary.
Tuesday night at dinner Phillip told Treasure they were going to London in the morning, Phillip liked to watch Treasure, she would become just frightful, and “Oh what will I do? What will I pack? I have so much to do; I can’t be ready by tomorrow.” Phillip would let her fret. Then he would tell her Margarete had packed for her. Anything else she needed she would get in London. They were staying ten days,
Treasure glared at Margarete, “why didn’t you tell me.”
“I told her not too Treasure,” Phillip said.
“Yes Sir,” Treasure said.
Margarete had the luggage downstairs; she finished packing for Phillip and Treasure. Phillip had taken the passports out of the safe, he had his travel cards, and he had Treasure ID and passport. They were ready except Treasure, where was that woman. Treasure had tried on, nine dressed, seven skirts, six blouses, twenty-three different pair of shoes, several jackets. Phillip walked into the room; he was dressed in casual pants and a loose cotton shirt. “Girl Stop! Stand still!” Treasure froze; Phillip went to the dresser pulled out her favorite jeans, the faded ones with a little hole in the knee. A neat looking sweatshirt he brought her from Rio, he pulled out her sports bra and went to her, he popped her bra off handed her the sports bra, he stood there, “put it on! We are flying to London; we are not going to the White House.”
“Yes Sir, she said. He went back to the dresser rummaged thought the drawer, “Oh here they are come here.” He pulled a pair of white cotton panties from the drawer. “These too.”
“Oh Sir,” Phillip reached down took hold of her thong, snatched it off with a jerk. “Oh Sir.” He squeezed her labia,”
“Mmmm” she cooed.
“I don’t’ want it chafed, and I don’t’ want you squirming around all the way to London.”
“Yes Sir.” Treasure pulled on her granny panties as she called them then her jeans and sweatshirt. “Sir, may I wear my boots.”
“Yes baby, you may, now let’s go,” he said, handing her, her collar.
“Sir, the limo is here, I had him put the luggage in, and he is waiting.”
“Thank you Margarete,” Margarete kissed Treasure good-bye, and handed her, her purse. Phillip and Treasure walked out the door arm in arm.
Phillip and Treasure arrived at the airport. They made their way to ticketing through security and down to the gate, they stopped at the food court for coffee and a brioche.
Phillip and Treasure headed to the departure gate. The Virgin 767 boarded on time, Phillip and Treasure sat in the first class section, Treasure sat by the window, and Phillip was on the aisle. The plane taxied to the run up area, then to the runway. The 767 roared to life. The take-off role began slowly, and then accelerated. Treasure felt the acceleration push her into her seat, the plane began to vibrate, the noised grew louder, and louder, the nose of the plane lifted slowly, the vibrations tapered off, there was a clunk as the gear rose. The whine of the retracting flaps subsided. The plane was quiet, the only sound was the hum of the engines; the pilot spoke to the crew and passengers. They would be in London in eight hours with the time change it would be 1:15 GMT.
Phillip; laid back in his seat, Treasure looked out the window and watched the ground disappear. Treasure could see the greenish blue hue of the water in the gulf. She sat back in her seat, she looked at Phillip, he closed his eyes, but she could tell he wasn’t asleep.
The stewardess came took drink orders, Treasure had a glass of white wine. Phillip had a scotch neat. Treasure drank hers rather quickly; the stewardess brought her another and began a conversation with Treasure, the stewardess name was Sally, she was from Leeds. Phillip leaned forward and told Treasure to trade seats with him, he was going to rest. Phillip knew Treasure, he knew she would fidget and squirm, the whole flight. They traded places, he went to sleep by, the time the flight was over Treasure, Sally would be the best of friends, and they would know about everything about each other. Phillip woke, three times during the flight, once for dinner, twice for snacks.
The flight was smooth, the weather was clear a tail wind pushed them along they made good time. They landed twenty minutes early. By the time, they cleared customs it was three a.m.
A limo took them to the Hotel Continental. They checked in to the Prince Albert Suite, a suite of four rooms and the top floor. Treasure was thrilled, she rambled around every room, looked out every window, stepped; out on the balcony in the misty chilly English air. She watched London sleep. Phillip said bedtime, Treasure; “yes Sir,” Treasure went into the bedroom, the bed had been turned down earlier in the evening.
Phillip said, “We will play tomorrow night.”
“Yes Sir.”
Early the next morning Phillip and Treasure went to breakfast. Treasure looked around, she was fascinated with everything, the dining room at the Hotel Continental was a rated five stars. Treasure could not believe the items on the menu, they were so… Treasure could not think of how you would describe them.
After breakfast, Treasure and Phillip went shopping, they went to the shops at Piccadilly, and Soho, they went to his Kings Road tailor who fitted Phillip he would have several suits made; when they were finished Phillip would fly back to pick them up and order a few more.
Treasure went to “Dior and then to Channel, she picked out several dresses and Tailored suits. Phillip also picked out several dresses and tailored suits for her. They had lunch at an out of the way place, Treasure and Phillip had classic English fish and chips.
That night at the hotel, Phillip and Treasure dined in the main salon. They ordered a chateaubriand, pommes point neuf, Caesar salad, and Cherries Jubilee for desert. Phillip had a double scotch neat; Treasure had a light wine spritzer at dinner Phillip told Treasure about the rubber ball at the Palladium Ballroom. He told her about the ball, the premier BDSM event in the World. He told her he was going as the grand inquisitor Torquemada, and Treasure would be an angel.
Phillip said he would make her costume at the ball he had rented a space for them to change. Phillip did not go into very much detail about her costume. The ball started at noon on Friday, but the main event was on Saturday about midnight. They would go Fridays and check things out, she would wear a very reveling gown, and she would wear her dress collar with her silver and gold lead.
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