Chapter 45: The Virgin´s Choices, Part 1, Freedom!

It is the last day that my Master and Michael must work, before we all go to the beach house he has been loaned for the Summer.

I am guessing that we will ´celebrate´ together this evening, and I have dressed for this. Who will arrive first, I wonder?

My Master almost bursts open the door, his air, triumphal.

“That´s it!” he exclaims. “Freedom for the Summer.” Then, he takes in my outfit. “Ah... yes, Charlotte. I thought you might be ready and waiting for me.”

My dress, which I bought for the occasion, is low cut and tightly bodiced, emphasising my already small waist, and ´presenting´ my breasts and cleavage. Loose, flowing skirts are at once summery, demure and inviting of easy access. The bodice is pulled in tightly with long laces that dangle invitingly down.

In short, I have dressed, to be undressed.