So today I was busy as usual, looking forward to a lunch time run and for a change some post work drinks with colleagues when I received the best message – my Mistress Nikky French asking if I’d like to take her out for dinner.
Now where she lives is over an hour away from where I do, with my work a further 30 minutes away, with obviously having to return the same evening. Yet as soon as I saw the offer there wasn’t a doubt in my mind, as long as trains made it plausible I was there.
Now you might think, of course you were there, she has the key to your chastity device, and she’s your Mistress, you should do whatever she asks. I agree, if your Mistress asks you to jump, you ask how high, and then don’t stop jumping until she’s satisfied. However this was a genuine question and not an order, but honestly, if she wasn’t my Mistress and didn’t hold the key to my chastity cage I’d still have been there. I can’t imagine anything better than spending a few hours in her company (except spending even more hours in her company!) I could honestly listen to her talk all night, she’s fascinating, fun and really engaging.
The dinner itself was good (my starter apart), our waiter was from Strasburg I think he said, and almost certainly thought Mistress was hot (who wouldn’t). But it was fun, relaxed and the best possible way to spend a Thursday evening. It was at times torture glancing at her wrist and seeing my key dangling there (tomorrow will be day 50!!!), but honestly I wouldn’t want it to be anywhere else (especially not the bin where it apparently accidently ended up one time!)
Anyway, I just wanted to write a post because I am so content with life right now. When you spend so long being a fantasist about something you expect that the reality will be a let down, but honestly I can’t remember when I was last this happy with my life – thank you so much Maîtresse!