Rebecca Bronwyne on Utopia Stories Library

An Errand for Mistress

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

Author's Note: My first attempt, so I welcome feedback! Just please be respectful with your criticism!

I. Preparation, Part 1

She sat staring at herself in the visor mirror. Slightly flustered, it was annoying that it took nearly half an hour to get to the store from work. She would be halfway home on the highway by now.

Fucking Boston traffic she thought, and immediately chastised herself for the potty mouth her Mistress punished her for.

Delicious Restraint

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

Author's Note: Thanks to everyone who is enjoying my adventures thus far!

I. Another New Purchase

It had been a few weeks since I had been to the bookstore. Sure, I had thought about going back, and indeed I did have a reason to go back (another item to purchase and test). But it had been so long I thought that Miss might think I chickened out, or lost interest. Would there be some sort of repercussion for not keeping with the seemingly weekly visit? Should there be? Would it even matter? To many variables, just go in and get on with it!

The Surrogate

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

Author's Note: It has been quite awhile since my last story- Real Life interferes! This picks up with the same continuity and characters, just with some time separation.

As there is a lot of “texting” chat in this story, there is a lot of opportunity for incorrect grammar, so be forewarned!

I. PRELIMINARIES

It’s funny how life can get in the way sometimes. I mean we all have things that need to be done, or that must be done within a certain amount of time. But it’s just plain old frustrating when you seem to be unable to connect for months on end. Like two ships endless searching for each other in a fog, constantly passing just out of the distance of notice from one another.

Willing Surrender

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

Author's Note: It’s been awhile, but I’m back!

I. Countdown

Well, this is going to be interesting.

It had been awhile, and Miss had said so. But unfortunately, life was getting in the way. So I suggested a change, at the urging of Mistress, of course! I initially had reservations about asking Miss to come to my home. It is a bit out of the way for her, but she lives south of Boston as it turns out, so it’s not as far out of the way as I thought it might be.