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Master2noone -> Chapter 16 The Prelude to the Rubberball (4/7/2014 3:11:09 PM)
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Prelude to the Rubber Ball
Phillip pushed the button for the elevator, once inside Phillip pushed Treasure against the wall, he reached between her legs grasped her lips, Phillip lifted her and rolled her lips between his thumb and fingers, he squeezed harder as the elevator neared the top floor. The elevator, door opened, Phillip let go of Treasures skirt, dropped slightly, it still rose in the front revealing her glistening lips.
Phillip gave her the key to the room, Treasure opened the door Phillip went in first, Treasure walked in behind him, she closed the door, the door man had sent all their packages to the room, she moved several out of the way, then took off her clothes.
Phillip was seated in the main room of the suite, Treasure approached him, knelt, then crawled on all fours the last three feet, and she leaned down kissed his foot. Master I am here to serve you.” Rise girl prepare a cigar for me and a scotch.
Treasure found the package with the cigars, Phillip bought an Kings Road, Treasure opened the box pulled the ribbon and freed the 1st cigar, she then went to the door opened the bottle of Glean Kerry 50 year old scotch, poured three fingers in a glass,
Treasure carried the scotch to Phillip, “’Thank you,” he said. Treasure prepared Phillip’s Cuban cigar. Treasure turned her back to Phillip, she bent at the waist, Phillip took the cigar from her he inserted it three inches into her pussy, Phillip patted her on her ass, Treasure stood holding the cigar in her she crossed the room picked up his lighter and cutters. Treasure returned to Phillips’ side, she finished her count to 100, then she pulled the cigar out of her pussy, she clipped the end then lit the wooden match holding it under the unclipped end; she rolled the cigar in her fingers allowing the flame to char it. Then Treasure put the cigar to her lips, drew in the cigar smoke, and began smoking it. The end glowed red, Treasure handed the cigar to Phillip; “hmmm, I don’t know what taste better to me the cigar or you. There is no better taste than a good girl and a good cigar. Thank you, Treasure.”
“You’re welcome Master,” Treasure said
“Kneel girl and pleasure me.”
Treasure knelt before Phillip, it only took a few moments for Treasure’s dexterous and skilled fingers loosened his belt unbuttoned and unzipped his trousers and then free his cock from his boxers. Treasure slowly licked his crown, his shaft, her lips closed around his shaft taking all of his cock deep into her mouth and throat. Phillip drank his scotch, Treasure drank of him, Phillip slowly smoked his cigar, and Treasure slowly sucked him. Phillip moaned Treasure massaged his balls with her mouth. Treasure took him into her mouth, she felt his body spasm, Treasure swallowed his seed, and she continued to milk him of every drop. Phillip had finished his scotch, and his cigar. Moreover, Treasure had finished him for a while. Treasure went to the bathroom, and ran a bath for him. When she had filled the tub, Treasure woke Phillip; she undressed him, and bathed him. Phillip had not adjusted to the time change, so Treasure put him in bed sucked him hard, mounted him and rode him until they both orgasmed.
Treasure rolled off Phillip, she cleaned him then she lay next to him on her back, her legs spread, she snuggled close, he rolled over. She cupped his cock and balls in her hand, his hand lay across her chest cupping her breast.
The next morning, Treasure, called down to room service, they had what was called the American breakfast, two eggs, potatoes, sausage, toast, orange juice and coffee. She ordered for three just in case Phillip was hungry, but it was Treasure who was very hungry when the food arrived Treasure woke Phillip, she served him his coffee and his wake up head.
Today was Friday, tonight was the opening of the Rubberball. Treasure wondered all day what she was going to wear. Phillip would not even give her a hint of what she was going to wear except what little he had told her last night a very sexy dress and a collar and lead. Treasure asked Phillip if she could go down to the beauty parlor Phillip told her to go. He has nothing planned for them to do; however, he had some business calls to make. Treasure called the parlor, she hung up, she looked at Phillip, and they say they are booked.
Phillip motioned for the phone, Treasure handed it to him, he called the operator, and he placed a local call. “Hello Phillip Dubois from New Orleans calling for Sir Peter Harcourt, yes I will wait, Peter, Phillip here, how are you, that is a great I am doing well, Oh yes, we are here for the ball, that is why I am calling, yes at the Continental, Oh yes! Will be here for a week or ten days. I had planned on calling you today, Small problem have cropped up; my Treasure can’t get an appointment at the salon downstairs, Yes, Please call me back, yes, yes we will talk later, oh yes! Tomorrow night for sure, yes Peter. Thank you. About a half hour later, the phone rang. “Master Dubois, this is George from Sassoon’s, Sir Peter said I should call you, I understand you need an appointment,”
“Yes she does,” Phillip, said, “A car will be at the Continental in thirty minutes, our driver will call for her there, oh yes. Master Dubois a pleasure, yes anytime. Cheerio Master Dubois,”
“Good bye George.”
Treasure get dressed, Sassoon’s will be here to get you in thirty minutes, go casual you might be all day,”
“Yes Master, will you be ok?”
“Oh, yes! Treasure I will get some work done, while you’re playing.”
Treasure hurried off she returned shortly in slacks, shirt and jacket, and her sneakers. The doorbell rang, Treasure opened it, Ms. Dubois, the chauffer said, I am from Sassoon’s are you ready, ma’am, and “yes one minute please.” As you wish ma’am, “Good bye Phillip see you soon,” Treasure gave him a huge kiss.
“Bye Baby,” he said.
Treasure went to Sassoon’s you would have thought she was a queen in a way, though she didn’t know it. She was royalty; Sir Peter was the Queens third cousin a very rich and powerful member of the House of Lords. Treasure had her hair, washed, trimmed toned, she had a manicure, a pedicure and a Brazilian wax, they waxed Treasure from her neck to her toes, both on the front side and back, and everywhere in between she had her eyebrows plucked and shaped. It was close to teatime when the chauffer drove her back to the Continental, she felt invigorated after she was waxed she was massaged and creamed. Sassoon’s had Treasure signed the slip, they would bill the Continental.
Treasure opened the door to the suite; Phillip sat in the chair at the desk working. Phillip looked up, “Wow! You are beautiful,” he said.”
“Thank you master,” she said.
“Your dress for this evening is hanging over there.”
Treasure ran to it she picked it up opened the protective sleeve it was in the dress was sheer silver silk, she put her hand inside, she could see her hand through the dress, it was somewhere between transparent and translucent, almost opalescent. It was simple, and classic, and it was the most beautiful dress she had ever seen.
“It is so beautiful,” the dress would reveal, Treasure’s beautiful body, it would leave little to the imagination, it was revealing enough, to drive any man or woman, into a fit of lust of jealousy. The tag said, Dior – London. “Oh master it is so beautiful,”
“The cloak is there,”
“Oh my god,” She cried. She held the floor length Silver Fox coat, it was beyond words to describe it, and she hung it back on a rack beside Phillip’s tuxedo.
Phillip told Treasure they would leave about 10:30 to 11 that evening. Treasure smiled, “Master may I take a short nap please.”
Phillip said, “That is not a bad idea. I could use a little relaxation.” Treasure was pulling off her clothes on the way to the bedroom; she waited for Phillip then undressed him. “We will have a late dinner then off to the ball.”
“Yes Sir.”
Treasure gave Phillip a massage before they took their nap, Treasure curled up close to Phillip. Phillip sniffed Treasure’s hair, she smelled so good, he stroked her skin, and it was soft to the touch and so smooth. Phillip snuggled closer to her; he pulled her tight his face was in her hair. Phillip slept.
Treasure woke Phillip room service had delivered dinner. Treasure and Phillip had a leisurely dinner. After dinner, we will dress for the ball. Treasure finished her dinner first, she went to the bathroom where she put on her makeup, her perfume, and she combed, and brushed her hair. Treasure slipped her dress on, she pulled it over her head it slid down her body. The dress covered her body like a mist; the dress showed everything on her body and yet, showed nothing. Treasure walked over to Phillip, the dress followed and accentuated every curve of her body.
Treasure’s red hair was cascading off her shoulders, spilling over her breast. The dark color of her areola was barely noticeable, softened by the color of her dress and her nipples now drew the focus to her breast. The dress was tight against her belly, her navel only visible as a shadow. The dress cinched at the waist, flowing out at her hips, her pudendum was clearly defined the dress slowly tapered down her legs, the light shown through the sensuous space between her legs, showing just a hint of her cleft. Treasure completed a sweeping turn; the back of her dress a deep sweeping vee to her waist, a thin strap crossed the vee around the center. The vee terminated at her waist, her firm round buttocks; and her shadowy cleft was a delight to the eye.
Treasure asked Phillip to fasten her collar, then the gold and silver leash that hung down to her mound. Phillip was dressed in his black tie and tails. He helped, Treasure with her coat. Phillip pulled his black cashmere top coat on, picked up his walking stick, and offered Treasure his arm. Together they strolled to the elevator, when they emerged and strolled through the lobby. All traffic stopped everyone turned to watch Phillip and Treasure descend the grand staircase to the lobby. The doorman called up their names and opened the door; he bowed slightly and tipped his hat. Good evening Master Dubois, Ms. Richard. Phillip touched his stick to his hat and nodded. The doorman opened the limo door. Treasure got in the Limo followed by Phillip the doorman closed the door and tapped the hood twice, the limo pulled away from the hotel. The Chauffer said ten minutes, to the Palladium. Phillip said, “VIP entrance,” “Yes, sir.”
At the Palladium, the people were ten deep out front waiting to enter, the limo pulled to the side door where four bouncers and two doormen stood. The doorman opened the limo door. Phillip handed the doorman his pass, the bodyguard checked the list and nodded. The doorman offered his hand; Phillip emerged from the limo followed by Treasure. Treasure’s leg came out first, her dress riding up past her knee, her arm covered in silver for then her red hair. She stood, you would have thought, these men had never seen a woman; however, they had never seen a woman as beautiful or as vibrant, or as sexy as she was.
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