Chapter 6

• I turned on the television and flipped through the channels. I stopped when I saw 9 1/2 weeks was on. Mickey Rourke had just given Kim Basinger a gold watch. He wanted her to think of him at noon. She took the watch and at noon she masterbated in her office. I continued to watch the movie as they had sex in public. I though about Ian and I in the bathroom in the club.
• It was exciting and spontaneous. Just thinking about his hot breath on my neck had my legs rubbing against one another. The feel of his hands on my body was enough to make me orgasm on my own. The way his eyes met mine made me want to lick my lips.
• I closed my eyes as images of Ian and I in the bathroom occupied every threshold of my brain. I wanted to feel alive again. I touched my body in heavenly pleasure until I found my spot. I glance at the television as Mickey had Kim were against the wall. Her moans echoed as Ian became my Mickey and I was his Kim. My body rocked until I felt my pleasure release.
• I laid there staring at the wall. Why did life have to be so lonely? But one thing was for sure, my next seven days would start tomorrow.
• Sunday Morning
• I aboard the private plane that would take me to the island. The flight attendant asked if I wanted anything, I politely told her no. I pulled out my cell phone to see my original email from Blaze. I was do wrapped up that I had forgotten to download the rules. I quickly tapped on the attachment and it opened.
• Rules of Wonderland
• 1. You will give up complete control.
• 2. Your instructor has been chosen for you based off her profile and lifestyle.
• 3. If at anytime, you become uncomfortable you are free to leave.
• 4. We will work hard to ensure that your fantasies exceed your expectations.
• 5. We do not advertise. This is a private estate and we would ask that what goes on in Wonderland stays in Wonderland. If you have any questions please feel free to contact me personally.
• 6. No cellphones or electronic devices can be used. All electronics must be turned in and will be given back to you at your departure.
• 7. House staff is available twenty-four hours a day. Please do not hesitate to call on them as needed.
• I hope you enjoy your stay with us.
• Wow the rules weren't too bad. I put my phone away and tried to relax. Within another week I would be starting my new position. I was excited and fearful at the same time. This was a big adjustment because I knew absolutely no one in New Orleans. I was taking a leap of faith so I hope it would pan out.
• Hours later I stepped off the plane as a black limousine was waiting. A man in a black suit holding a single orange rose met me at the end of the stairs.
• "Good afternoon Ms. Harris. My name is Michael and I will be taking you to your destination. This is for you," he said handing me the rose. It was completely bloomed as the fragrance smelt divine. He opened my door and I got in.
• I watched as the trees blurred in the background as I waited patiently to arrive. We finally made it. Michael swiped his card and a long black gate slid open. The house that stood before me was absolute gorgeous. The large white wooden three story house looked freshly painted. The windows had wooden plantation shutters and the colorful landscrape made it look like something out of a children's storybook.
• "Welcome to Wonderland, Ms. Harris," Michael said opening my door. I saw another young man with a bright blue shirt and white pants on. He was getting my luggage out of the trunk.
• "This is Sam. He will take care of your bags and take them to your room. We need to secure all your electronics." I handed him my phone.
• "Ah, here is Mrs. Ames she will escort you to your room," he said closing the door.
• "You must be Ms. Harris? It's absolutely a pleasure to meet you. I have just prepared your lunch. Follow me."
• Mrs. Ames was a short petite Jamaican women with a hair wrap on. She had on a long blue and gold dress with blue flat shoes. She seemed to be jolly and quite nice.
• "It's nice to meet you to Mrs. Ames, but please call me Mona. Ms. Harris is my mother."
• She laughed. "Okay Ms. Mona," we both smiled and headed in the house.
• The bright colors were a reflection of the historic colors of the island. Long white curtains blew in the wind as pieces of art with vibrant colors hung on the walls.
• "This the main house. There are small cottages surrounding the property. Mr. Blaze owns most of the island. You will meet him later on. Come on, I have prepared your lunch. I will show you to your room after you eat."
• She walked me back towards the kitchen. I started to feel at home. The quaintness of the home was inviting.
• I sat at the table where she brought out grill chicken and vegetables. Everything looked delicious. After eating Mrs. Ames showed me to my room.
• The white room was inviting. The smell of fresh roses filled the room. The bouquet of fresh roses occupied the small table by the window. The curtains blew as fresh air circulated in the room. Beautiful art pieces hung on the walls and perplex statues were placed around the room.
• "This is your room for your stay. Here is your closet." She opened it up to reveal clothing and shoes with tags still on the clothes with my size on them. I looked at the shoes and they were my size too.
• "What are all these clothes and shoes doing in here?" I asked running my fingers through the high designer clothing.
• "Mr. Blaze wanted to make sure you had everything you needed. Although you are the first for him to go to this extreme."
• And I wondered what was actually going on