The Patience of a Present<\/p>\n
By TammyJo Eckhart<\/p>\n
\u201cIt is a good thing I like tight spaces,\u201d he thought to himself, \u201cor this damn box would be unbearable. My own choice \u2013 I\u2019m the fool who decided he\u2019d be a surprise Yule gift \u2013 but still, how much longer until Mistress Lydia gets home?\u201d \u00a0He adjusted his kneeling position.<\/p>\n
Todd had gotten the box from work, from one of the new server racks that IT had installed this past week. \u00a0When he saw the large boxes he knew he had to have one, and frankly the difficulty hadn\u2019t been in getting it; the difficulty had been getting it home, taking a taxi instead of the usual subway. He\u2019d made sure he\u2019d had enough wrapping paper squirreled away, and to set it all up he\u2019d used their storage closet in the complex basement that she never ventured down to. \u00a0He\u2019d used tissue paper of the same basic color as the wrapping paper to cover his breathing holes, and then today when Mistress had confirmed that she wouldn\u2019t be back until after 6 pm, he\u2019d decided to go for the surprise.<\/p>\n
Because of the holiday season, she was extra busy at the shop, while things were winding down where he worked. This gave him plenty of time to get the box, get it set up in front of the tree, and get dressed. He wasn\u2019t the present; the outfit he was wearing was \u2013 it was one of several for her; the others were lodged around his feet in smaller boxes. There was also an annual pass to a spa she loved, a gift certificate for a weekend at a B&B they\u2019d stayed at a few weeks back, a gift card to Macy\u2019s with a note that he\u2019d \u201cattend and carry\u201d for her that day, and three gift cards to her favorite chocolate shops in the city with similar notes from him in his best handwriting.<\/p>\n
At a kink community potluck a few weeks back, he\u2019d heard his mistress and a couple of other women talking about the lack of sexy things for men to wear compared to women. They didn\u2019t mean fetish garb, either, and suits weren\u2019t the same as lingerie. From eavesdropping he\u2019d determined what might qualify as sexy by Lydia\u2019s standards and set about trying to find it. There were a lot of sexy clothes out there for men, but apparently you had to look for them in the more upscale or gay sections of the metro area. Neither was a problem for him, so he\u2019d taken two days of built-up overtime to go out and look.<\/p>\n
Two of the three outfits he\u2019d bought were wrapped and cushioning his knees and back currently, while he was wearing the third. This was a silk pajama set with a color she\u2019d said brought out his eyes. The pants were snug but not overly so, with the front closed by a braided tie. The top had two pieces: a sleeveless tunic that only fell to the edge of his butt and a short robe that could be tied two ways to expose more or less of his chest.<\/p>\n
Just as he was cursing at the burning of his thighs from his kneeling position, he heard the door being unlocked, then opened and closed.<\/p>\n
\u201cTodd!\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIn the front room, Mistress!\u201d he called back through the box.<\/p>\n
He heard the clumping sound of her boots with an accompanied \u201cWhat\u2019s wrong with your voice?\u201d before the sounds stopped and her steps brought her to the box itself.<\/p>\n
\u201cAre you in this box?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes, Mistress! Blessed Yule!\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou are crazy,\u201d she tsked him as she fiddled with the lid, then lifted it off. She peered down at him as he tilted his head up to smile at her. \u201cAnd how do we get you out now?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cRibbon on the left and right side \u2013 if you pull it the side should fall down, but you\u2019ll want to back up a bit,\u201d he offered.<\/p>\n
She reached in and pulled the right-hand ribbon, then moved around to be on the side of the box when she released the left one. As he\u2019d hoped, the front panel of the box fell down with a whoosh of air. \u201cThis is a new way to offer yourself to me,\u201d Mistress Lydia agreed as he stood up and stepped out, careful not to damage the boxes.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m not the present, Mistress \u2013 these are,\u201d he offered, motioning to the pajamas with his hand and the boxes now behind him with a foot.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re not the present?\u201d she asked with a giggle and scooped up several of the boxes into her arms.<\/p>\n
\u201cCan\u2019t really be a present, since you already own me,\u201d he chuckled, now a bit worried that his plan had been a miscalculation.<\/p>\n
She stood up, the wrapped boxes in her arms, and tilted her head at him. \u201cOf course you can. You gift yourself to me every time you obey, every time you pleasure me, every time you stand for a flogging. Not that I\u2019m turning these down,\u201d she added with another giggle before flopping on the couch.<\/p>\n
\u201cThank you, Mistress,\u201d Todd said as he sank to his knees in front of her.<\/p>\n
She smiled and reached out to caress the robe and the vest visible under it. \u201cYou know, I need a table to set these on before I can open them.\u201d<\/p>\n
Without an order he bent down and arranged himself so that she could set the gifts on his back. \u201cAnd the gift of foresight,\u201d she whispered as she used him.<\/p>\n
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The Patience of a Present By TammyJo Eckhart \u201cIt is a good thing I like tight spaces,\u201d he thought to himself, \u201cor this damn box would be unbearable. My own choice \u2013 I\u2019m the fool who decided he\u2019d be a surprise Yule gift \u2013 but still, how much longer until Mistress Lydia gets home?\u201d \u00a0He … Continue reading Advent Calendar Bonus: “The Patience Of A Present”, TammyJo Eckhart<\/span>