Hard Time's

Hot N Cold

Life is good for once you are sketching as a proper designer for the Baroness and you share her bed. That situation is a bit of a strange one because there are certain rules to it. She likes to top you and you don't mind, she likes to dominate you, and you love it. And more than a few times you've been under her desk using your mouth to help get rid of her executive stress. She allows you to open up the front of her frock and play with her breasts. The problem is she never lets you strip her completely. She wears gorgeous lingerie you can't deny it but you'd love to see her bare. You lean by the door frame of her study watching her massage her forehead. 'Ooooh, one of those days?' The baroness looks up and smiles seeing you she takes off her glasses. 'How could you tell?'

You slowly enter the room and she turns in her chair to face you. 'Well, three of the staff were crying in the toilets today.' The baroness frowns. 'Because they are weak, not my fault.' This makes you smile you love it when she's nasty. 'You want me to make it better?' you purr. The baroness considers then pats the desk. 'Sit.' You pop yourself up onto the desk and she admires your body. 'You are perfect.' her hand runs over your nightgown. 'Hey listen there's this store I want to go to in town tomorrow.' she places her head in your lap letting out a sigh. 'Would you come with me?' The baroness relaxes as you gently massage the back of her neck. 'If it's what you wish.'

That was easier than you thought. It's lunchtime and you are dressed in a cute little matching skirt and jacket you lean against the car waiting on her. 'I've moved my 1.30 appointment to 3.32 so we have time. I must stress if you are intending to buy clothes outwith my brand I'm likely to insult you profusely.' You open the car door for her bowing. 'My lady.' This earns you a small smile. You close the door and go round the other side to get in. 'It's not just a clothes shop.' A crinkle appears on the baroness's forehead she looks at you but you don't look back you don't want to give anything away. When you arrive she raises her sunglasses. 'It's a sex shop?' This makes you smirk. 'Yes, sex toys lingerie, and the like I thought we could have a look and see if anything tickles your fancy.'

The baroness turns to you and she looks interested. 'Alright.' she agrees and enters. You are slightly taken aback but she's always been full of surprises, you follow her in and she looks around there is a mannequin dressed from head to toe in black latex. 'You'd look good in that, maybe minus the face cover.' The baroness turns to you and sniffs. 'What are you doing?' The baroness regards you coolly. 'Checking if you're drunk,' she gestures to the mannequin. 'That's hideous.' She turns on her heel and walks up to an aisle of condoms and lube she stops and the toys examining them. 'What's this one?' she picks up the pink toy. 'That's a rabbit, it focuses on your clit and your g spot.' you explain. She sets it down and picks up another with a diamond heart. 'That one is a plug, you use it for anal.' you inform.

The baroness raises her eyebrow continuing to examine the toys. You lift a leather collar and hold it up to your neck. 'Mmm, what do you think? Too kinky?' The baroness frowns. 'No, too tacky if I designed it-' 'If you designed it the stuck-up bitches of London would collapse. Could you imagine a mannequin in your clothes with an s&m collar?' She considers this. 'If anyone could make it work it's me.' she replies serenely. Next, you go to the lingerie she examines it all mostly with disdain. 'What about this you'd look insanely hot in this.' you hold up a skimpy baby doll she cringes at it. 'Now this, this is good.' she takes a hanger of the wrack. The chemise is short and dark red with beads around the breast cup. 'You'd look good in anything.' you assure. 'Not me, you, try it on.' she throws it at you.

Catching the garment you double-take. 'Seriously?' The baroness doesn't reply she's looking at other things now nipple clamps, and paddles. Rolling your eyes you go to the changing room and try it on. 'I'm ready.' you call out. The baroness draws the curtain back fully and you blush trying to cover yourself. 'Baroness!' you blush. The older woman steps back in thought. 'Turn around.' still trying to cover herself you turn for her. 'Not bad but I can fix it, you could wear it at night it covers enough so no one else can ogle you but me.' she closes the curtain. Getting changed you come back out holding the baby doll and head to the till point. 'No, let me.' the baroness insists taking out her credit card.