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MistressTrin -> The Conductor Part 1 (4/4/2005 6:40:22 PM)
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The Conductor
He stood at the floor-to-ceiling window, looking out over the city. The day was moving as usual, millions of people moving about their business. He looked down at the tiny cars streaming through the buildings arterially. To his right, two stories up in the curved building where he lived, he saw the girl, probably a secretary. She was wearing red heels, he noted absently. He stood in the late afternoon autumn sunshine, feeling the warmth through the glass. His breath condensing on the window briefly. He enjoyed the wait. It gave him time to think, to plan. He turned his attention to the offices directly across from him and saw the dentist working away on some poor victim. Satisfied all was well in his world, he turned his gaze upward to the suspension device. He reached up to test the bar that dangled from chains attached to the ceiling; leather restraints teased his wrists as he hung briefly from the contraption.
Another glorious Wednesday, he thought. The anticipation warmed his loins. The Assignment would be in the elevator at this moment. Decked in only high heels and an overcoat, he could almost see her nipples rubbing the interior of the coat, her breasts bouncing slightly as she walked.
He checked his watch and looked out at the surrounding buildings. He smirked at the small round glasses focused on his window and nodded slowly and purposefully to let the assembled voyeurs know it was time. Out of the corner of his eye he picked up a movement and he turned slightly. The window washer was moving his squeegee over the glass above the secretary.
The door opened behind him and clicked shut quietly. “Lock it.” He said, knowing her reaction. He heard the lock engage and smiled slowly, flicking the riding crop against his palm. The slight sting of the soft leather made his flesh tingle. His fingers itched in anticipation. He looked out to the city, the cool glass inches from his nose.
“Put on the blindfold, and take off the coat and heels.” He heard her movements and turned as she was wrapping the deep red silk blindfold over her dark eyes.
He smiled slowly.
The Telescope Man
He looked through his AstroView telescope at the Conductor’s window. He saw her enter the room and his pulse quickened as she stripped and applied a blindfold. He called out to his companion, “Honey, its time,” not looking away from the new assignment.
The Binoculars Woman
She sat in the dentist’s chair, binoculars trained on the Conductor across the street. It was just as her friend had said it would be. As the dentist worked in the back making a fresh mould for her, she watched, thighs quivering as the Conductor smacked his palm with the crop. She throbbed and hoped the dentist would be a long time returning.
The Window Washer
He winched down one floor and soaped the plate glass of the lawyer’s offices. He daydreamed of being with someone that could fulfill his fantasies. If only his wife could be that one. Her sexy body would look wonderful bound and flogged. He sighed and wiped away the soap, revealing a sexy secretary in red heels serving drinks to a group of old lawyers. They talked in gesticulated movements, each pausing in turn to watch the luscious woman as she passed.
The wind was cold this far up, even though the sun was warm on his back, and he shivered as he imagined his warm tongue on the woman’s nipples. Finishing the windows, he reluctantly moves down the remaining floors, rubbing his erection absently as he thinks of her tight skirt and too-small blouse.
The Assignment
She entered the apartment with her Mistress’s words and instructions echoing in her mind. Her thighs tingled from the brisk walk to the Conductor’s lair. Excited from the decadent walk through a bustling city wearing only heels and a trench coat, she was humming with anticipation. His voice was terse, but liquid to her ears as she did as he commanded, removing everything and putting on the silk blindfold. Her body was covered in gooseflesh and she trembled as her adventure unfolded.
~to be continued~
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