In Service To Master Mark

I'm Now In Service To Master Mark
I have offered him the gift of my Submission,
so that he may control the intimate private areas of my life.

Sunday, June 26, 2011

Task01 Lingerie Shopping

Thursday 23 June 2011

Task01 from Master Mark – Shopping List :: I need a lingerie set to give as a present

 
I have a friend who is going out on a very special date, and needs some lingerie to boost her confidence, so I thought I would get it for her as a gift.  You look to be the same size as her, so I'd like you to go shopping for me, try a few on and let me know which one you find that looks and fits the best.  It needs to be very feminine, frilly, and sophisticated, but with the minimum of coverage. This task is to be undertaken on Saturday morning, so that you may submit your report after lunch.

Your daughter Katie has a task to perform as well, and you are to accompany her, but you are not allowed to help, because she is to complete this task on her own initiative, as part of her training. She has been instructed to wear her school uniform, so you will also dress as a young girl, in a loose satin camisole without a bra, and cotton panties decorated with childish animals or toys. You however, will wear a formal satin dress with a full net petticoat, so that you look the part of her Mom. You are to hold hands like any Mommie with her little daughter, while walking through the mall, but when Katie goes into the department store for her task, you are to hang back as an observer. You are to appear not to know each other, but you are to look for opportunities where you can draw attention to her, from staff and other customers. While you won’t know her task in advance, you are encouraged to improvise in whatever presents itself.
You are not to discuss the tasks you have both been assigned until after they have been reported, and Katie’s task is to be considered first.

You will put on your little girl underwear quite early, and walk about the house in just childish undies and contrasting high heels, then finish dressing only when it’s time to go. Before you leave I want you to think about your task, and the fact that you will be shopping in a large department store in the women's section but you have a little girl's pussy.  That is so shameful.  You'll need to whip your bottom furiously before you go because no grown woman should be trying on lingerie with a pussy that looks like it belongs to a little girl.  Whip it long and whip it hard.  Use a wooden spoon that will leave a definite imprint on your bare flesh. Once you are sufficiently scolded, put on your formal dress to wear while shopping.

When you get into your car to leave, I want you to think about why you are wearing panties made for a little girl. Because you have a bald pussy like a pre-pubescent girl.  You cannot wear girl’s panties and a woman’s formal dress.  Before the car is started you'll have to remove your panties and put them inside your purse.  And if anyone should accidentally get a glimpse of your girl's pussy while you are out then you must accept it.  It is what you deserve for not looking like a woman.  Finally, before you drive off, lift the back of your dress so that your bare bottom touches the seat directly.  Remain this way for the entire drive.  The heat from the sting in your bottom as it touches your seat will be your constant reminder that you are shopping for a woman but you look like a girl.

When you reach the department store where you are to perform your task, select any items from the racks that match my description and take them to the fitting area to try on.  Once in the fitting room, immediately remove all of your clothes.  Everything.  Turn facing the mirror and stand still with your arms at your sides.  Now look at your face.  It is the face of a woman.  Now look at your breasts.  They are the breasts of a woman.  Now, look at your pussy.  It is the pussy of a girl.  Think about the lingering sting in your bottom as it is beginning to subside now.  You need another reminder.  Reach up to your nipples.  With each nipple between your thumb and forefinger of each hand, squeeze them.  Squeeze them harder.  Increase the pressure even more.  Then twist each nipple inward and downward.  The pain is your reminder that you look like a girl.

Now try on the first set of undies.  Face the mirror.  Does the delicate fabric reveal and accentuate the fact that your pussy is bare?  Is the imprint of your naked slit evident?  Good.  Does the bra display more of your breast than it covers? Are your nipples fully erect, and sticking out? Good. Will the trimming and embellishments draw an onlookers attention to your most private places? Are the covered parts of your breasts and pussy making an obvious contrast to those places still left bare, and on open display? Good, this is the effect that most intensifies a woman’s beauty.

Now walk out into the fitting room area where the large multiple mirrors are and look at yourself.  Have no care for anyone else who might also be there and who may see your girl pussy through the thin material of your panties, or your reddened bottom from your earlier spanking.  You deserve to be seen in your shame.  Now repeat this for each of the other underwear sets that you try on.

Remember the one that you like the best so you can give me the designer's name, style name and size so I can purchase it.  Put them back on the racks.  Before you leave the store, make a trip to the women's restroom.  Go into a stall.  Place your purse on the ground, opened so you can see the panties you removed earlier.  Remember that you have no business wearing a child’s panties with a formal dress, when you look like a girl.  Lift your skirt and reach behind you and feel your tender bottom.  It is good that you have been scolded.  It is right.  But remember WHY you have been scolded.  You don't have a woman's pussy.  Shameful.  Lower your head and look at it.  Look at your pussy.  Yes.  It is a girl's pussy.  It is.  So you must spank it.  Reach down and spank your little girl's pussy as you stand in the stall.  Spank it hard and swift.  But do not yelp.  Do not moan.  Do not utter a sound.  Now exit the restroom, take your daughter’s hand, and leave the store.  When you get into your car, lift the back of your dress again so that your freshly spanked pussy is now touching the seat directly.  Drive straight home.

Once you return you must email me with the lingerie information and apologize to me for trying on women's clothing when your pussy belongs in the girls section.  I'll be waiting.

Master Mark

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Mark Returns

My wonderful friend Mark has returned to us after so many years.
On 27 April 2011, I received an email, requesting contact to be established between us, and posing a series of identity questions.


Is that really you, my heart almost stopped when I saw your email.

In answer to your questions, yes I am happy and well, even more so if this turns out as I so dearly hope.

I do indeed have a truly wonderful daughter called Katie, who would really love to hear from you, and Yes, Robert is my step-brother.

As for your final check - i am a slut for the pleasures of my cunt, and i love it.

If you truly are my very dear friend, you would know why my comment was changed to this.


I hope I have answered your quest Mark, and look forward to your reply.


your servant
michelle


Good Morning Shelly,

Thank you so much for your response, this is indeed your caring Master Mark, and it lightens my heart as well to speak with you again.

Congratulations on passing your check, and I hope to be successful in meeting your challenge.

Your opening comment was changed from one where you asked forgiveness for being a slut, into a celebration of a desire that drives you so strongly, so that we could help you cope with the guilt that your upbringing had burdened you with.

If I have passed your challenge, I look forward to renewing our acquaintance, though not necessarily at the same point just yet. I realise that it may take some time for us to catch up with our respective news from the intervening years, but when we are once more comfortable with each other, we can discuss how we may progress.

Please would you share this email with the lovely Katie, and tell her that I would very much enjoy hearing from her. My thoughts have often strayed to a pleasant memory of both of you - You are my precious and obedient servants with whom I was always well pleased. 

I accept that much will have changed since last we talked, for yourselves as much as my own circumstances, suffice it to say for the moment, that my lovely jessie is no longer with us. We were married, and she gratefully accepted my collar, enjoying many happy years together as we built our trust and our love. Alas she developed cancer, and after a very brave struggle, she died just over a year ago. During the final stages of her illness I was able to take an extended leave from work, so that we spent those final months together, doing the things that meant the most to her. I miss her so very much, but at least I'm now becoming able to see a future without her constantly by my side, though she is always in my heart.

Over the last month or so, I thought I would like the occasional companionship of someone caring, to help me lift my spirits at times, and the two people who came most often to my mind were you and Katie. Not for anything serious, you understand, but just a neighborly chat now and then, if that would be alright with you.

Just remembering you and your lovely daughter has already cheered me up, and I'm deeply grateful to be in contact again


your dear friend
Mark



Hello Mark,

this is the most wonderful day, it's great to hear from you again, though please accept my condolences on the loss of your jessie, life can be so cruel.

You did indeed pass the challenge I set, please forgive me for doubting you, but I needed to make sure before I revealed anything sensitive, or confidential. I had an email a few months ago from a Will Yancey who had obviously read my website, and was trying to take advantage of my submissive nature. I could tell straight away that he knew nothing about my character, or relationship with you, because he said that Master Mark had sold my white ass to him (as if...), and continued with a string of requests, so I just ignored him completely. However, your email was full of all the right personal information, and so kindly presented, that I immediately dared to hope it was really you. I have missed you so much.

I have forwarded your email to Katie, as requested, with an encouragement to respond appropriately, but please let me know if she is tardy, and I will apply suitable encouragement to her. LOL

It was so nice to hear that we have been in your thoughts, and we will do what small service we can to comfort you, as you are very dear to both of us, and are also in our thoughts more often than you would probably expect. You already know from experience that we have always been discrete, and I can assure you that confidential matters will be respected if you would like to feel free to open up to us.

Katie is still living at home, despite being 21 years old, single, and as mischievous as ever, but she constantly ignores the maps I use when I wrap her lunch for her. Will that girl never take a hint...
Not that I mean a single word of it, she is a wonderful girl, the best daughter, and friend, that any Mom could ever wish for, and we always get on so well together. I love her to bits.
She did really well at school, got good grades, then went to college to take an associate degree as a paralegal. When she graduated, she was offered a position with a law firm quite close to where I work, so we are able to commute together every day, sometimes with a bit of adjustment to start and finish times, but it seems to work very well for us.

How are you feeling now, and please don't try that brave face most people use when they have lost someone, if we grieve it's because we love someone, and miss them, that's what makes us human, and caring people. In time it will become easier, though our loved ones will never leave our thoughts completely, in the meantime we have to cope with the pain of our loss, and it's sometimes easier if we have someone to talk to who isn't always saying, "Pull yourself together", or "You have to be strong".

Please write back to me soon, with whatever you want to say, even to talk about your jessie, anything that comforts you, for as long as you wish. I'm here for you Mark, as you have always been for me.

your loving friend
Shelly