How Long Will You Wait?

How Long Will You Wait?

In the third segment of this dungeon fantasy role play, the submissive sissy slut hopes to be admitted into Mistress Delia’s Dungeon. Will he succeed? Enjoy this segment!

A Dungeon Sissy Slut Waits

Not knowing the persuasion of Ms. Delia’s neighbors, I make the decision to not post at her door in drag, but instead select to don a loose fitting pair of black wool pants with a deep purple button down shirt. I check the time and see that I have 15 minutes to collect my wits and finish transitioning my mind into the appropriate level of sub-space before beginning my journey to her enchanted threshold. At the appointed time, based on my timing of the route last evening, I put on my top coat and stroll to the SUV and begin my journey, arriving at her driveway with two minutes to spare. I apply another spritz of cologne to my neck, put a couple of mint Altoids in my mouth, and wait the last excruciating 60 seconds before i retrieve her tribute orchid and move to post at her door. I stand erect, with my eyes downcast, as I grasp the striker on the door and rap it three times, before placing my hands behind my back clutching the orchid, and take a few cleansing breaths to calm the butterflies in my stomach, awaiting to be allowed to enter.

Hardly Waiitng

 A couple of observations, slut.  I’ll bet the your back wasn’t the only thing erect, now was it?  And I’m just wondering…while you sat there, having knocked, waiting for me to retrieve you, did you secretly hope I had told you to wait there without anything over your pretty panties and bra – or even, that I had told you to strip and wait naked before my door, exposed for any of my neighbors to see?

 Admission into the Dungeon

Now that I am properly posted at Mistress Delia’s ominous threshold and have rapped the brass knocker three times against the striker; I take another opportunity for a relaxing breath and assume a modified inspection position, standing with my back straight, head bowed, eyes down, hands tightly clutching the orchid behind my back, chest out as I strain my ears to detect your stiletto footfalls across the entry way.

Stay tuned for the next installment on the 15th of September, and remember to always beg for Mistress Delia!