"I have a surprise for you!"
I sent the message to Sophia while sitting in the cafe a short walk from the apartment. It was her birthday and I wanted to make it extra special. Besides the presents I had already bought her, and despite the plans I'd made for a special meal out together, I had now come across an opportunity far too good to pass up.
"Ooh, what is it?"
"You know that's not how surprises work. I have some instructions for you, Doll:"
We had started using codewords a few years ago to signal that one of us wanted to initiate a "special" interaction; I would call her Doll, and she would call me Sir. We'd been doing it so often, for so long, that it now had an almost instant effect on both of us, triggering a change from our typical husband & wife relationship to one of sub & dom.
"Yes Sir, whatever you say Sir!"
"Careful! You don't want to be a brat tonight.
"I want you stripped naked, on your knees, waiting for me in the living room. You will be harnessed, blindfolded, hands cuffed to your thighs with your hook in.
"Understood? You have 30 minutes."
"Yes Sir!"
I put my phone away in my pocket as Elise came back to sit down at the table across from me. She was one of the baristas at the cafe Sophia and I frequented and over the last few months we'd all been getting to know each other. When I came into the cafe about an hour ago she was sitting down enjoying a beer after her shift. As no other tables were free she invited me over to join her.
We had spent the time talking and flirting a bit, fuelled by several more bottles of beer each and before long the conversation shifted to the topic of sex and relationships. When it became clear that Elise was both submissive and sexually adventurous I was struck with an idea for a perfect evening. She wasn't currently in a relationship, fortunately; that would have been a bit of a problem.
"Are you sure Sophia's ok with this?" She asked. "She won't be mad with you?"
"She won't have the chance to be; trust me," I promised, with a wink and a sly grin. "What do you say we get moving?" I stood up and pulled my jacket on before taking hers off the back of her chair and helping her to slip her arms in. She flicked her long, wavy black hair out so that it draped down, almost to the waistline of her jeans.
I held the door open for her as we left the cafe and I could see her gently nibbling on her lip as glanced up at me. I hadn't noticed her perfume until she slipped past me in the doorway but now all I could think about was the subtle, chocolatey scent of the beauty who had, by some miracle, agreed to come home with me to surprise my unsuspecting wife.
Elise was excited; her hands were constantly fidgeting as we took a slow walk towards home. Her nerves must be just as on edge as mine; my heart felt like it would explode in my chest and it was a gargantuan effort just to keep my breathing level. Not to mention my cock was already getting hard just from the idea of what was about to happen.
I took Elise's hand and we walked in silence all the way to the entrance of my apartment building. I opened the door and ushered her inside, taking the opportunity to sneak a glance at her perky bum as she slid past me. We stepped into the elevator and I took the opportunity to let her know a bit about what she would expect.
"Sophia and I have a bit of a Sub-Dom relationship. Not all the time, only when one of us really needs it. I'm the Dom, she's the Sub. When we have one of these little events we try to take on different personas, with different names and things like that." Elise's eyes were fixed on my reflection in the mirrored doors, listening intently and taking in every word. "Assuming she's managed to get everything ready in time when we go into the flat she'll be blindfolded and waiting; she won't know it's you and I'd like to keep it that way, as part of the fantasy."
The lift jerked to a halt and after just a moment the doors slid open on our floor. We stepped out and I led the way to our front door, continuing with the briefing.
"Sophia goes by Doll, like a plaything or a fuckdoll if you want. Knowing her she'll slip pretty heavily into sub-space and will do whatever I tell her to. I'm going to tell her to obey you too; she'll do anything you want as long as you give her an order. However, there can only be one Dom. That means that from the moment you walk through the door, you do whatever I say. If things get too intense for you we have safe words: 'yellow' means dial it back but keep going, and 'red' means everything stops immediately." She nodded her understanding and agreement.
I drew a collar out of my bag, one I planned to give to Sophia tonight. I made a mental note to retrieve it from Elise when the night's festivities were over. I placed it around her neck from behind, just tight enough for her to feel it but not so tight that it would be uncomfortable.
"I want you to understand what this means: when you wear this collar you are mine! You will obey my orders immediately and without question. You will refer to me as Sir. If I give you a command you will respond "Yes Sir" and carry out the order immediately. Do you understand?"
"Yes."
"Yes, what?"
"Yes Sir."
"Then say it out loud. What does it mean when you wear this collar?"
"It means I'm yours. If you give me an order I will obey it without question and I will always call you Sir."
"Very good. I have another gift for you."
I drew out from my bag a masquerade mask, styled like a navy blue butterfly with copper filigree. I placed it over her face and tied the ribbon at the back of her head.
"The collar might make you mine, and I want you to remember that always, but when you wear this mask you will become someone else, someone strong and confident. Someone unashamedly sexy and sexual. When you become that person what name do you think will fit you?"
