Once Dominea left she couldn’t help herself from walking as naked as she was to stare at the view from the huge windows overlooking the town. It was still early morning and the Sun was only now starting to break and cast its light over Lake Ontario to then paint in gold the skyline in front of her. The needle tower was still dimly illuminated, adding to the magic of the scene in front of her.
She then moved to the dormeuse where her clothes were placed. She never wore anything like that. Giving a look t the clock she realised she did not have all the time she would have wanted, in order to sip the pleasure, delightful confusion, and sensuality of the situation.
The white portfolio skirt seemed to have been realised around her waist. Sliding into it gave her a sensation of power and lust, embedded in that feeling of belonging and being captive that kept her continuously aroused and her nipples to be non-stop perky, under the silk of the straight cut skirt. The shoes were bright red, exactly the same color of both the very thick lipstick she found in the bathroom, and the ribbon belt and scarf. She probably never felt so sexy in her life.
Besides the clothes, on the side there was also a black box, with a calligraphed note telling her to take it without opening it. The earrings were simply a work of art. Pendant ones, made probably of rhodium, with small diamond light points and and a central pearl. She ended her preparation just in time. The door rang and she reached for the door in a state of trance.
Miss Kitty, this way
Said a beautiful man with a smile, as she opened the door. He helped with the door, hinted a bow and invited her by her wrist, ever so gently. Not a word was spoken as they crossed the corridor and then reached for the master elevator. Reaching for the lobby she felt like she was living the life of someone else, as unexpected as all this was. Accompanied outside by a butler and smiled by the whole crew of the Hotel she got invited to enter a SUV limo. Inside it, wearing a tuxedo Dominea took her hand, helping stepping in. There You are, my Kitty, Now sorry but I need to blindfold you. You know I don’t like blindfolds, but what has to be done has to be done.
I would have liked to have your hair done, I even thought about a very specific hairstyle for this appointment, but they said it would have not been practical. By the way, you are beautiful, as always, and I would fuck you in the car. I have become a good girl, with time, so, we stick to the plan.
The drive took no more than 10 minutes, at the end she got escorted inside a building, a long corridor, and another elevator. This time the elevator took quite a long time. As they reached for what seemed to be the destination, just before getting out, a man whose voice she recognised being the same of the one who took her from her room removed the blindfold, from behind.
Opening her eyes, she had a long corridor in front. Paintings on both sides of the walls and a red carpet on the floor.
Come.
They entered the door and she found herself in a huge office room. That was definitely not a Church. In front of her on the other side of a big ebony table stood a business man, and two secretaries, a man and a woman on his sides. He sat down after the greetings and invited Dominea to sit. Kitty was made to sit back, on a velvety rich Victorian chair that was positioned two meters behind and angled in such a way to be under clear view and able to view what was going to happen.
Kitty Michelle's Universe 