It was last Wednesday afternoon when Jade messaged me saying, "Slave, I have an issue." Her kitchen had flooded making her house inhabitable until some emergency repair work was carried out. Jade said, "the kitchen is pretty much dry again now, but none of the electrics are working." She added, "I'm sick of eating cold food, I don't want to be here," and told me she wanted to stay at mine for a week.
Luckily, my housemate was going away for a week a few days at the weekend. I told her, "Mike is leaving at about 8 on Monday evening, so if you don't want the awkwardness of bumping into him, then you're welcome to come over after then." She confirmed, "I'l be coming late on Monday night. I finish work at 10pm."
Over the weekend, I bought Jade a few essentials like milk, cereal and some of her favourite food - of course, this included an oven ready jam roly polly and fresh custard.
On Sunday evening, I messaged Jade telling her, "I cleared out some drawers for you, got a key cut and set up a login on my old MacBook for you, so you'll have something you can use." She replied, "good slave."
Later that evening, once the conversation had tailed off, I messaged Jade again asking, "Miss J, please could I wank? Something tells me I'm not going to have much freedom to after today." The idea of having my orgasms controlled and potentially denied for a week was something that actually excited me quite a bit, hence my desire to wank, something I of course needed Miss J's permission for.
She replied, "that's a pretty shit excuse and I really hate when you make excuses." I immediately apologised, saying "sorry Miss J, the real reason is because I'm excited about serving you for a week and I've been thinking about you a lot today. I was so horny at one point that I almost asked for permission while I was in work."
Her abrupt reply read, "wank, and do not message me until I speak to your at some point tomorrow unless there is an emergency."
Monday finally arrived and Jade confirmed she'd be arriving at mine late after she finished work. She messaged with an estimate of her arrival time and said, "I'm going to want to eat when I get in." I replied, "Yes, Miss J. Let me know if I can get anything ready for you."
She added, "I'll have laundry to do when I get in too." I knew I was pushing my luck a little, but said, "OK, Miss J. I'm happy to lick your underwear clean, if you would like." She replied, "yes, I'm sure that would excite you, but eventually I'd like my underwear in the washing machine!" I told her, "yes Miss J, I would ensure they were clean after as you deserve."
I know I'd met Jade several times already, but this time, knowing she was coming for a week, I felt really nervous. I was literally shaking and my heart was pounding as I waited for her cab to appear on my road. I think it was actually a mixture of excitement and nerves. I was also a little scared. This was going to be a big commitment.
It was quite late by the time Jade arrived, but before she headed up to bed, I showed her around the flat. Although she didn't say it, she seemed pleased with the fridge full of her favourite foods I'd bought her, in fact it looked as if she almost a smile.
Despite being late, Jade wanted something to eat. I heated up some rice pudding from a tin, which was obviously served with a dollop of strawberry jam. She ate this in the bedroom, but she didn't want me sleeping in the same room as her. So I set up camp in the living room downstairs.
Just after I got settled into bed, Jade phoned me and asked me to come upstairs and close the window, as she was already in bed.
