It’s Friday and you are filled with anticipation for tomorrow. Even though you are at work and trying to focus, your ass is a little sore from last night and your mind keeps going to the Estate. Just before lunch you get a text from your lover. “Dear, I attached a link from Mistress. Please open and respond when you can. Tonight we can go shopping for what we need for the weekend.” He closes it with a heart emoji and a clasped hands emoji.
You are intrigued but you wait until lunch, because everyone is on their phone in the break-room.
When you sit down and open your salad container, you click on the link. A webpage opens with a Notice in front. You quickly read “Welcome, honored Guest to The Estate. You and your partner are encouraged to enjoy your time here.” You scroll down, past the usual “travel brochure” kind of information, until you read in bold “Only Couples May Stay. You arrive together and you leave together. Any disagreements or arguments will be taken off the grounds.” You scroll down a bit further. “All outfits will be color coordinated with your assigned gemstone color. If in future visits, you both wish to change to a different color, that can happen if one is available. For Weekend Guests, all outfits and clothing will be either black or white, with gem color accents, or the gem color predominantly. All clothing will be modern. Historic Period Clothing is worn by the staff only.” You find some of this a bit odd, but you know that it is an exclusive place so they are allowed to have a few odd rules. At the bottom of the form you see the digital signature of your lover and a place for yours next to it. “Please sign and submit. By signing you both agree to all of the rules of the house, and are subject to penalties for violation of those rules.”
You digitally sign and submit.
You quickly get a text back from your lover, “Thanks Dear. I appreciate you finishing that. I’ll meet you at your place tonight and we can go shopping.”
“Shopping for what?” you text back.
“Clothing that is Ruby colored or Black & White with Ruby accents.” He types.
“Were they serious about that? Those are the only colors we are allowed tomorrow?”
“Yes. See you tonight. Gotta go”. And he closes again with a Heart emoji and a clasped hands emoji.
When you are back at your condo, you quickly look through your closet and drawers. Black bra and panties, and of course white ones too, but you don’t have any that are ruby red, aside from the half cup bra and matching garter belt that goes with your Ruby dress. You still have no idea where your G-string went. But aside from that dress and matching lingerie, you have nothing that is “ruby” colored.
You hear your front door open. “Hi, Dear. Ready to go shopping?” He calls.
“I guess so.” You respond as he walks into the bedroom, looking at the dresser drawers you have left open.
He walks closer and hugs you tightly. “Don’t worry. Let’s go, and I will buy you everything we need for the weekend.”
He takes you to various stores and boutiques. He buys you a few different dresses, and even a pantsuit that you can use for work. Both a bikini and a one-piece. The bikini is ruby red color but the one piece is striped black and white. He also takes you to a jewelry store where he gets you a ring, and matching bracelet and anklet. “These are your accents for when you are wearing very little or only black or white.” You nod but also convince him to get you a choker with a large ruby in the center and a broach you can wear if needed.
He kisses you after he pays. “That color looks so good on you.”
“Where are your accents?” you ask. He pulls up his sleeve and you see a red faced watch and a bracelet that looks similar to yours. “I got these earlier today, when I came down to see what they had for you.”
“No ring?” you ask playfully.
He kisses you again, with the store clerk watching. “Not yet. Maybe if we become regulars there, we’ll get matching ones.”
As you glance around the jewelry store, you realize that the make custom items. “Babe, is this where you got my…um..?”
He smiles broadly, and nods to the clerk, who nods back and steps away to give you a bit more privacy. “Yes. They have a special catalog for custom items such as that. This is one of the few places that caters to guests of the Estate.”
You look around at the shelves, and on the upper shelves, tucked behind statuettes, you notice small erotic castings, rings, and plugs. You would have to be looking up to see them, but in a store like this most clients are looking down at the display cases.
Before you can ask anything else, he takes your hand. “Dear, I know you have lots of questions but let’s do it on a day when we can request a ‘one on one’ with the jeweler. I would hate to have our discussions of custom items disturbed by people walking in off the street.”
You raise his hand and kiss the back of it, like he does to you sometimes. “Okay, Babe, and we should hit a few more stores before it gets late.”
After getting new lingerie and shoes, and a few other items, he drives you back to your place. “Are you staying the night?” you ask as you start removing the tags.
“No, Dear, I’m going to head home and pack my bags. I got a few items to add to.”
He kisses you and you hug him. “Are you sure you don’t want to stay a bit longer. I could model some of the new lingerie, and we could properly ‘break them in’.” You feel his crotch press against yours and his stirrings of excitement, but he sighs and steps back. “Save it for tomorrow. The anticipation will probably be good for both of us.” He says as turns and leaves.
You enjoy the feeling of the beautiful sunlight on you as it shines through the trees, wearing your black jeans and ruby top. He is driving at a leisurely pace, so you can enjoy the scenery. The first time, it was evening, and by the time the limo delivered you there, it was dark. This time you notice the mansions and manor homes back away for the road. Thick patches of forest divide the homes. Though as large as some of these look to be, they might as well be hotels instead of houses. You can almost smell the money.
He pulls up to the gate and buzzes it. “Mr. and Ms. Ruby, arriving for the weekend.”
The gate opens and he goes up the driveway. The lawn looks huge. And you see what looks to be tennis courts, and a pool. “Babe, you were right about this being like a mini-vacation.” You comment.
He pulls into a parking spot by the garage, and you both grab your bags. A member of the staff, dressed as a colonial farm hand, greets you. “Mr. and Ms. Ruby. Welcome and please come this way.”
He leads you up the wide stairway to the second floor. You notice small signs set with gemstones on the doors. All are closed except for one, which says ‘Ruby’ on it. You enter and the door is closed behind you.
You start unpacking, and hang things up as you notice how much of the room is painted dark red with white and black accents. The furniture is white with red accents. It all looks so beautiful.
There is a knock at the door and your lover opens it. “Yes?”
“If you would accompany me, Mistress would like you to have lunch with her.”
“Of course, let’s go Dear.” He says extending his hand towards you.
You take it and follow the man.
He leads both of you to a ‘breakfast nook’ where you see Mistress, wearing a peasant dress, sitting at a round table with dishes of sliced fruits, vegetables, smoked fish, and grilled meats. All with serving spoons or forks, and a few empty plates for guests.
“Ah, Monsieur et Madame Ruby, welcome to the Estate. Please sit and join me for a light lunch.” She says staying seated and motioning to the empty chairs at the table.
“Thank you, Mistress, we are happy to be here.” You quickly say as you sit down.
She looks at your dark red shirt. “I am so happy to see that you took our guidelines seriously. You look good like that.” The smile on her face has almost a hungry look to it, which you find a little exciting.
“Yes, Mistress, we are so happy to be here for the weekend.” Your lover says sitting down and putting some of the sliced meat on his plate. “Things have been busy and stressful for us, and this place is so beautiful and relaxing.”
“Oui, it is. My staff works very hard to keep things just so.” She says pouring a glass of iced tea from a pitcher on the table. “What do you know about the rules here?” she asks as she leans back in her chair.
“You come together, and you leave together.” You respond. “It was what you stressed during the party, and was mentioned multiple times on the website.”
“Do you know why that is?” she asks in a serious tone.
“Because couples are important?” You guess.
“Oui. When my husband was still alive, we enjoyed being together all the time. Traveling, dining, living, and loving. That included having sex with others, but always returning to each other.” She says taking a sip from her glass.
“But if you had sex with others, didn’t that lead to stress in the marriage?” your lover asks.
“Non, because we were open about it. It wasn’t about ‘power’ or ‘control’. It was about sampling different things.” She points to the variety of foods at the table. “We knew we wanted each other, but from time to time we wanted to sample, and share other people. It made our marriage stronger.”
You scoop some fruit onto your plate and take a spoon full of cubed melon. As you taste the sweet flavor, you think about what she said. “So you wanted to share this philosophy with your friends?” You opine.
“Exactement!” she says with a smile. “We saw too many of our friends and colleagues who engaged in affairs, divorces, and vies ruinees. We started with a small group whom we trusted. Came masked, with the only thing that marked our partners were our colored gemstones. Then we switched and swapped, then returned to our partners.”
“Of course!” exclaims your lover. “You all agree to keep things as anonymous as possible, and agree to return to your spouse. Everything is open. Unconventional but honest.”
“Oui” she says sipping her tea and taking a bite of fruit.
“So as time went on you expanded your group? But only bringing in new couples?”
“Bien sur. We established hard rules that only couples could participate. They come together and leave together.”
You watch how beautiful her lips look as she sucks on a slice of melon, then focus on your question, “What if only one half of the couple wanted to participate, but not the other?”
“C’est interdit. It is forbidden. If someone wishes to ‘step out’ of their marriage, they cannot do it here. If only one of you were to show up at our gates, we would deny you entrance. Comprendes?”
You nod and extend your hand to your lover, who takes it and squeezes it.
“Mistress, thank you so much for explaining everything.”
She gets up, straightens her dress, and extends her hand. “Enjoy the rest of lunch. When you are done, inform the staff and they will clear it away. If you wish to partake of any of the relaxing activities on the grounds, feel free. The pool, courts, ranges, and gym are available for your use. Ask the staff if you have any needs.” She then looks directly at you. “My staff is mostly male. They are not on the menu. The only exception to that rule is if you and Monsieur Ruby both are to be serviced by a member of the staff, and it has been approved by me. Comprendes?”
There is a cold look in her eyes for a moment. “Yes, Mistress. I understand. And thank you again.”
Your lover stands up and extends his hand. “Yes Mistress. Thank you for this. Will we see you again later?”
“Oui. I forgot to tell you, tonight there will be an informal dinner for all guests, and then ‘playtime’ for those who want. The staff will keep you informed.” She then turns and leaves, gracefully moving as if she is dancing to music only she hears.
“What do we do first?” you ask.
He smiles, kisses you, and says, “Enjoy this tasty lunch.”
(I hope you enjoyed Part 3. Please return tomorrow for Part 4. For my long time fans (or even new readers), I apologize for the lack of sex in this part, but I wanted Mistress and her rules to be fully explained. If you disagree, or agree, tell me in the comments. If you enjoy my writings, share and subscribe.)
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