Melissa found herself on her own, at home, on a Saturday afternoon. It was one of those days where Isabel left her to herself. In the morning, she busied herself with all the chores that had to be done before contemplating a walk in the park. It was a beautiful day, she thought, as she looked through the window onto the golden autumn colours of the trees beyond.Isabel was out with friends, that’s all Melissa was told. Presumably, friends that were made from the party of the previous evening. Though Isabel had so many friends that it was sometimes hard to keep track of them all.The day passed her by. The walk was exhilarating, the cold air chilled her face, even with the scarf wrapped tightly around her neck. The cold penetrated her to the core. The long black coat did nothing to warm her. The soft leather was not made for that purpose especially when she was naked beneath it. She couldn’t help but be naughty even without Isabel there to instruct her.Throughout the walk, she felt empowered. She stared at every person she came across, especially the women; wondering whether they licked pussy or whether they were naked underneath their coats too. It was her fantasy. With every step she took, she felt the cold air bite at her thighs, tickle her pussy and slide uninvited along her buttocks. Her nipples were erect and pleaded with the leather to let them out. She would have loved to have done that but only when the sun had sunk beneath the cityscape.Melissa arrived home at around four-thirty in the afternoon. At six-thirty in the early evening, she https://escortium.org opened a text from Isabel that read, ‘Home at 8 – N+C all this was placed on the coffee table in the lounge with Isabel’s favourite Gin and Tonic; a Tanqueray No.10.Melissa looked at herself in the full-length mirror in the passageway between the lounge and the front door. Suddenly there was a rattling in the door and it opened with a crash. Isabel was standing there giggling, a little worse for wear if Melissa was allowed to have an opinion. She looked at her mistress but could not suppress a slight turning up of the lip.Isabel smiled at Melissa.“Go on in,” she said, as she stepped to one side and made way for a friend to enter the house. Melissa started to cover up, it was an automatic reaction to seeing other people enter without prior knowledge.“Don’t be shy,” said Isabel, “come here.”Melissa took a step towards Isabel. She was dressed exactly to her instructions and yet she felt uneasy and less confident now that someone else was staring at her naked form. Isabel pushed the door closed and then grabbed the leather tab that connected it to Melissa’s black studded collar. From the coat hooks, she retrieved a long chain with a leather strap on the end.“Melissa,” she said, clipping the chain to the collar, “this is Amy. She’s feeling a little under the weather tonight, so be nice to her.” Melissa smiled and nodded.“Amy, this is Melissa,” she pointed to Melissa and then handed Amy the lead.“She’s now yours for a while. I will leave her in your capable hands and imagination while I shower.”Melissa shot a concerned look at Isabel but it was ignored. Isabel walked into the lounge.“Oh! Melissa this is wonderful,” she said as she picked up a few bites to eat followed by the glass of G make her feel at home.It was true, Amy felt more than a little uncomfortable until that is, Melissa smiled and cocked her head to one side; straightening it she said, “can I get you anything, mistress.” Emphasising the ‘mistress’ element.Amy registered the word and looked at her. “You can get me a plate of food. That would be nice,” she replied, hesitantly.Melissa stood there taking in the politeness of Amy’s response. “You will have to lead me to the table,” she said, eventually.Amy nodded but could not take her eyes off Melissa lovely body. This black haired beauty was standing stark naked in front of her sporting just a dog collar and chain. What’s more was that she was told that she was hers, to do with what she wanted. Amy was well out of her comfort zone.Amy pulled on the chain and led Melissa to the table. Melissa followed, her eyes watching Amy’s every move to see whether she was going to get the hang of things in Isabel’s house.“There, how’s that?” she said to Melissa.Melissa looked at her. “Order me,” she said, “it works better that way. I won’t mind.”Amy looked at Melissa and smiled. “Get me a plate of food, now…” she said, as she yanked the chain downwards towards the food, letting it go a little to give Melissa some room for manoeuvre. Melissa jerked suddenly, she then picked up a plate and placed several items on it; mostly vol-au-vent style food with some sandwiches. She handed the plate back to Amy.“Make me a drink, I’ll have the same as Isabel,” Amy told her, letting go of the lead so that Melissa could walk to the drinks cabinet.Melissa made another G&T and handed it to Amy, telling her what it was at the same time. Amy took the drink from Melissa and placed it on the side table next to the sofa.“Pass me some more of these,” Amy commanded, pointing to the salmon topped bites.Melissa gasped out loud as she bent over to retrieve the bites. Amy’s hand came down hard on her backside and spanked her. It was a loud slap, the noise reverberating throughout the house.Melissa’s right cheek burnt for a while, but she prided herself that she did not let out an uncontrolled yelp. She never dropped the food either, and she raised herself with everything intact and handed the small plate to Amy.Amy placed the food next to the drink on the side table. She looked back at Melissa.“I think I am a little overdressed,” she said.No more needed to be said and Melissa caught Amy’s hands and lifted her off the sofa. She started to undress Amy. First, the skirt was skilfully unbuttoned, unzipped and allowed to fall to the floor, then came the blouse, bra and finally the knickers. Amy kicked her shoes off which ended up close to the table.Amy sat back down on the leather sofa and picked up her drink, she sipped it. Lifting a salmon vol-au-vent off the plate, she slipped it into her mouth and chewed on it. She reached out for the chain and yanked it downwards, taking up the slack as she did so. Eventually, Melissa was on her knees in front of Amy.