The time has finally come and I am throbbing all over with excitement.
I am going on holiday with my Master, 9 days and nights with him, alone, vulnerable and submissive.
I receive my email on time, the evening before we leave. The instructions are clear... be shaved clean, wear no underwear, wear t-shirt top with a collar and trousers and meet at the money exchange counter at the international terminal at a set time. The mid afternoon time engaged my curiosity as I was aware that we were on an 8pm flight, but I did not question.