At the spa, after having her manicure and pedicure, Emma is still a bit aroused from Donald’s massage and thinking about seeing Sasha again and wonder what will happen today. She is so disappointed when there is a different woman there to trim and wax her today.
She adjusts to this disappointment realizing it is just some of the punishment from last week and Donald must have arranged the change. It is probably for the best.
This woman is so businesslike and to the point. There are no warm breaths on her; her hair is trimmed quickly and closely. Her legs and underarms are waxed and made hairless, and then the woman has her roll over, and she waxes and rips the hairs from her crack and hole.
Sasha had clipped them. This does rather hurt.
The lotion is rubbed on in a mandatory fashion, and before Emma knows it, she is told she is done. It took less than half the time of Sasha sweet administrations to her. But she is in fact waxed and clipped thoroughly, so there can be no argument.
Emma drives home a little sad but knows she brought this change on all herself. She wonders if she will ever even see Sasha again?
Home, she undresses and goes to the living room to stand to wait as Donald directed her earlier in a text message. She wonders what will be ahead now. Donald does seem to be leading her down very different paths for the last several pearls. Where else can they possibly go now?
Donald comes into the living room also undressed and smiling. He runs his hands up and down her legs and thighs checking her waxing. With her arms raised to the back of her neck, he can also check how smooth under her arms are.
Then he takes his time inspecting her mons and slit to see how well she is clipped today. It is almost like he is making up for her for not to having Sasha touch her earlier.
He turns her around and tells her to bend over. He had seen how her crack was rather pink when he came up to her. He spreads her cheeks and runs his fingers up and down her crack and around her asshole stating that she had a thorough waxing and clipping today it seems.
Emma wiggles at his touch her all over as shivers run through her.
“Emma, we are going to start something tonight, just for a while probably, to help you open yourself, in an acceptable way for me, to other men,” Donald tells her.
Emma gasps at what Donald might be suggesting, but then she sees her laptop open on the coffee table and wonders what he has in mind.
“We will talk about it over dinner which is ready, and then start,” Donald explains.
Emma follows him to the kitchen, bends to have a plug put in, and then when she stands she asks Donald if he would like to wear a plug also.
Donald replies, “Emma, that might be a good idea for us both to have our asses filled and enjoying the sensation when we commence after dinner.”
He gets another plug for himself, and Emma inserts it. They both feel the comfortable uncomfortableness up in them. It is such a mixed feeling, but overall enticing to them.
Over dinner, Donald explains what is ahead. “Emma, I have set up a secure user name and password for you so not to be traced back to who you really are and found a couple of great meetup sites for you to go to. After dinner, I am going to take a couple of discreet photos of you to add to the sites, and then I want you to start finding some men to chat with.”
Talking to strange men over the internet? And she takes it will be of a sexual nature considering what Donald is proposing. Can she do this? Well, she is sure he is going to be by her side as she does so that she can try.
After dinner they start, Donald does not show her face in any shot but takes a picture with her just holding up the afghan low on her breast from her waist down. Then a back shot where the afghan is just barely covering her ass cheeks. One of her so smooth legs and pedicured feet, and finally one of her standing covered in the afghan her head turned fully from the camera.
They all are tasteful and wonderful pictures. And no one will know it is her.
Donald then adds the pictures to the sites, all proper and acceptable for any policies they might have. Emma looks at the profile he wrote for her, on each a little different, but all saying she is there to satisfy men’s fantasies and desires. She blushes profoundly realizing what is being projected about her.
The profiles are open and viewable now. Donald tells her just to lean back and wait for messages to come in. The three sites are all open in different tabs on the browser.
Donald pulls her to him and begins to kiss and caress her. “Emma, you are going to do this wonderfully, be open and express erotic replies without suggesting too much. I will help you with this. I think this is going to be a fun evening’s entertainment.”
Emma has mixed feeling about this, but responds to his kisses and fondling.
It is not even fifteen minutes later when Emma's computer starts to ping, bing, and whistle at her, demanding attention. Multiple men on all the sites want to hook up and friend her. Emma and Donald take their time looking at each profile. If someone just gives a ‘hi’ message, they are rejected. The possible candidates must show that they have read her profile and are interested in her. And be somewhat creative and having proper grammar and spelling, which all adds to the candidate’s acceptance.
On the three sites, they choose six different men of appropriate age, background, and apparent ability to respond to. Emma now has six cyberspace friends.
She briefly replies to each after accepting their friend request, and four of them start chatting immediately. How is she going to handle chatting with four men at once? Donald laughs at her dilemma and tells her to pick the one she wants to start chatting with now, tell the others she is busy at the moment and give them distinct times for them to chat back with her this evening.
She does as Donald tells her and finds all the men agreeable to her conditions.
The first man is in his late forties, a professional. His picture is nice, but she wonders how old it is. They chat just getting to know each other, Donald telling her details to say about herself. Close to who she really is, but not enough to give herself away.
She tells the man (and the others later) that discretion is essential for her being on here and chatting. It is just some fun to have on a Friday evening home alone. The man laps it up.
Before long Emma, at Donald suggestion, asks what the man’s fantasies and desires are?
That is all it takes, and the man starts in about wanting to be with her, undress her, make love to her. Well, that is not too bad for a start. She sets up a scenario for them meeting and is soon in the thick of it telling him what she is doing to him as he undresses her and starts to cyber pleasure her.
And it does not take long; the man is telling her he is cumming hard. Even texting back and forth he lets her know by holding down a key to show he is spurting hard, and his comments after confirm it.
After getting his breath back, he thanks her over and over and tells her that he hopes they can do this again very soon.
Emma replies she enjoyed herself too, and who knows what the future will hold, but for him to keep in touch.
One down, three to go.
The next one is pinging her, after hardly enough time for Donald to get a bottle of wine and pour them some. Right to the second of when she told him she would be available.
Emma greets him warmly. She is a little concerned about the site he is on. It is more open and revealing than the first one. Men are flashing their pricks in profile pictures, and individuals check off what are their kinks and desires. Is she getting in over her head?
This guy profile says he likes to be spanked like a naughty little boy. Hmm.
Donald nods to her and tells her that she knows the other side of a spanking, she should be able to describe it to him.
He is a little younger than Emma, in his very late thirties, so perhaps she could try.
Again, it takes no time for him to get describing what he would like to happen. He knows it is in the virtual world, but to imagine being over Emma’s lap as she spanks, and perhaps jerks him some, would be a fantastic way to end his week.
Emma laughs with Donald as she asks him what he has done wrong to be such a bad boy for her. And he recites a list of things he did wrong during the week at his work. Him being late for meetings, not replying to emails, wasting time when he should have been working. Oh, he was so ready to be punished and spanked.