Charlotte

I love being a Mom.

From her bundle of fleece and wool, Cara looks up into my face, her eyes fixing on me in a way that they didn’t when she was first born. Her features have lost that squashed-up look she had at first, filling out to more of the true ‘Winston Churchill’ look of young babies.

My baby…

So beautiful…

There’s never been anything so beautiful in the whole world…

… But when she was new-born, she was a beautiful, little squashed-up red prune.

Cara held close to my breast, she suckles contentedly…

Wonder how long it’ll be before she does more than eat and sleep?

However wonderful My Baby might be, the novelty of breast-feeding is wearing off fast. Bored, Cara supported in one arm, I browse my tablet, scrolling the feed with a thumb.

Somehow, they have gotten hold of my email address and my In-Box is bombarded with ads for milk substitutes, nappies, early learning for babies… Jabbing my thumb at the offending posts, I delete one after another…

And then, something more interesting…

Aaahhh…

A message from my Master…

Wonder why he used my work address?

?

Probably came up first on the autofill…

I tap with my thumbpad, fumble, then Cara held in the crook of one arm, pass the tablet to one hand so I can tap in properly with the other.

An image opens up: a corset. It’s a beauty: satin and lace in a shade of jewelled emerald, edged in a deeper jade.

Thought you might like to browse this site. Find something you like. Life’s getting back to normal xx

Intriguing…

… and I can see why my Master picked out the one he did.

Smiling to myself, I follow the link through to find myself on a website for sexy underwear… Actually, beyond sexy. Downright erotic. Anything but bored now, I explore the lingerie: black lace, red satin, bodices and bustiers, stockings and garters, thongs and French knickers…

It’s been so long since I was able to wear anything like this, but my figure is rapidly returning to normal…

are still

at

remain so for the foreseeable

myself. I’m getting warm inside… Wet,

Cara onto the other breast

my Master’s, sending me this. But then, he always did know me better

always going to start by playing

Get me to choose my own

got in

Downstairs? In his playroom?

horse? Saint Andrew’s

is

page after another, I consider

would he like? What would he want me to

And Michael?

most of my current… I glance down

obvious hits me. Working back through the menus, I locate

to pinch in the waist. Nonetheless, it’s laced at the back to allow for an expanding, or shrinking, figure. The cups are firmly supportive for the ‘fuller figure’ but could be tucked down nicely

perfect. Green always looks good on

Master’s wishes are clear. A quick tap on the ‘Buy’ button and a ‘1’

later, Cara is lying in her cot, eyes closed, blowing bubbles as she

of buttons to hold it in place. I

the possibilities… Our first post-pregnancy

the Three of

Richard and Beth

all but at term now and can barely get out of

her husband

suck

I

Totally worth it…

I hit Pay

Should I tell him?

Course I should…

to my Master’s original email, I click

He’ll like that.

in my seat. I’m really very

change into fresh

interrupted as Cara burbles, burps, then starts

Probably needs burping…

myself smiling

Any excuse…

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