The Wizard - Part I

"What do you want me to wear to A****'s house today Swami?" I asked.

"Wear that black sleeveless dress with green and magenta wavy patterns on it"

I smiled. I liked that dress, and it had four things that my Swami likes in anything I wear. It is sleeveless.   It is short without looking vulgar. It rests around 3 inches above my knees showing just enough of my thighs in public. The dress is made of soft wrinkle free material that a petite woman like me can wear well. It is black. He loves to see me in dark colors because of the way it contrasts with my skin.

I picked a nice black bra and a black panty to go with the dress. The bra was a silky microfiber multi-way bra which had a nice pad to lift my bust and gave me a sexy cleavage. It had a deep neckline that made it ideal for my dress that had a deep V front.  The panty was a tiny revealing sheer-lace panty with a satin waistband and a tiny bow. Very revealing, very sexy, very feminine.

I sprayed some cologne on myself, put on the dress and liked what I saw in the mirror. Enough cleavage to look feminine, but not too much to look vulgar. The right length, to show off my legs, but not too short to look slutty. The right fit, tight enough, but not so tight that everybody could guess my vital statistics.

I applied some light makeup, and accessorized the dress with a simple bead necklace and a pair of matching earrings. I then applied some eye shadow and eyeliner that made my eyes pop, put on a deep red lipstick and gloss, styled my hair to show off my red and light brown highlights and let it fall straight and smooth across my face and shoulders. There, I was ready

I presented myself to Swami and and smiled demurely. I raised my arms over my head and took a small spin. "Pretty?", I asked. He did not have to say anything, just his smile told me he approved, but he is a generous man, so he pulled me towards him and pecked me on my lips so as not to mess up my lipstick. "I want to do unspeakable things to you right now" he said.

I melted in his arms. "You know, you don't have to ask, Swami" I whispered. and then just to feel the effect on him added naughtily as I gently ran my fingers over his groin "All my holes are ready". It was as if his cock had ears! I could feel it straining against his pants. I giggled.

He gave me a hard spank on my ass, spun me around and used his index finger and thumb to pinch me hard on my nipples. I gasped as the sharp pain surged thru me. "It may not be your holes that may get my attention" he said in a low menacing voice.

"YEsss... Swami" I squealed. He let go of my nipples "How presumptuous of me to assume that I could guess your intentions" I quickly added submissively. He kissed my neck. "Sweet Daasi, Let's go before I rip your clothes off and administer some discipline"

I shivered when he said that. "Please Swami, would you....?" I thought, but he had already moved away, so I just followed him to the car meekly.

He unlocked the car and opened the door for me with his right hand as he held our daughter in his left. Such a gentleman. I sat on the seat with my leg still outside the car. Then without looking at him, I slowly raised my left feet into the car. As I did that I made sure that my dress was pulled up a little higher on my thighs than was necessary. For a few seconds, he had a good view all the way to my shaved pussy. Then I slowly raised my right leg into the car.

I looked up and smiled at him shyly and innocently :-) I did feel a little guilty, I was being such a cock tease. He stared at my thighs. Then he raised my skirt and looked at the lacy black panty set against the background of my lighter skin. He raised his eyebrows.
"Fredrick's of Hollywood, Swami" I said knowing what he was thinking. He smiled and let go of my dress.

He placed our daughter in the child seat and then walked around, got in and started the car. Once we started moving, he placed his left hand on the steering wheel and his right hand on my thighs. He gave me one look and I knew what he wanted. I submissively moved my legs apart. He felt my panty.
"Wow, nice" he said. "$20" I said. "Daylight robbery. The less fabric they have, the more they charge" he declared. He started rubbing my cunt and soon could feel my wetness thru my panty. He pushed his middle finger a little deeper into my cunt and then withdrew and felt his way to my clit and started stroking it.

He kept a poker face and kept driving as he kept stroking me. I clutched the sides of the seat and closed my eyes. "Oh no, you don't get to just go to some happy corner in your head" he commanded. "Open your eyes and stare forward".

"Damn", I thought. I opened my eyes and stared forward, but it was all a haze.
"Read the license plate numbers of every car we pass on your side and tell me its color and make" He commanded.

"Please... Swami", I begged. I was in no state to exercise my observations skills right now
"Do it, Daasi", he snapped.

I tried to focus on the car that we were overtaking. "Blue, Nissan...." That was all I got. I felt a sharp pinch on my inner thigh. I gasped.
"Focus" he said and I almost had tears in my eyes. He really knew of exquisite ways to torture me.

He resumed fingering my clit.

"Yellow, ford.. focus..." and i barely managed to read of the license plate number

I wanted to just close my eyes and let the orgasm wash over me, but I had to follow my swami's orders. So I forced my eyes open and struggled to concentrate on the road.

A few more seconds and we were at the next car.

"Dark green, Honda... accord..." and then it hit me hard. My body shivered, I tried to read the plate, but it just evaporated before my eyes.

"Don't you dare shut your eyes" I heard my Swami's distant voice. My nails dug into the seat. I felt my mouth open and a silent scream left my lips. I tried my best to keep my eyes open, but don't know if I succeeded or not. I must have looked like a person having a seizure and in agony, but it was intense pleasure I was experiencing.

Finally, I became aware of my surroundings again. I turned and stared at my Swami in absolute awe. He had such an effect on my body and soul. He was a wizard and held me under his spell. He could turn me into jello whenever he wanted. What power he had over me! Literally he was God as far as I was concerned. I noticed his right hand was on the wheel, but only his palms. I could see his fingers wet with my pussy juices. He held his palms open so as not to stain the wheel with my juices.

He could have thrust his fingers into my mouth and demanded I clean up my mess, but he wanted me to have my moment so just let me relax.

"Swami...., your fingers" I said softly when I realized that unless I said something, he would just keep driving. "Welcome back" he said and laughed. "May I?" I asked, gently touching the back of his right palm.

"It's ok, you don't have to" he said, "just pass me the tissue".

"I want to..., may I?" I asked again. He nodded. I gently took his fingers and sucked on each of them adoringly.

"Thank you Swami. You are so kind to your Daasi" I said and sighed.

"Sammy... Sammy.. Daisy... Daisy" our daughter called out from behind and we both burst out laughing.


To be continued.....