Author's Note

Miss May's POV

A Play, for Miss May: 19

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I had been given a ticket, to a play. They had included the tickets, to the flight that would take me to the city and the theatre; where the play is performed, as well.

Even the letter, explaining everything.

Dear Miss May!

I am hereby inviting you to watch the performance of your sister at the Grand Opera of Moscow; where she will be performing as the Ballerina in the upcoming Ballet.

The tickets are included.

We will be most pleased; if you were to accept the invitation.

Signed: Mistress

Ps: Food will be served on the plane, then a special meal will be served at the Grand Opera of Moscow.

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“Whoa!” I exclaim, in shock and awe.

“How could I possibly refuse this?” I ponder.

It is not, as if just about any girl is granted the honour, of performing on a stage. The cost of taking a Submissive to a pay is grand. Not to mention; taking the play overseas, to a world-renowned Opera house.

“This is a once in a life-time opportunity, for me; to see my Sister performing, on a stage!” I ponder; “With both the tickets and the food paid for, in advance!” I realize.

“Yes; the tickets had been included, just as she said!” I mumble.

“Not that I could picture Mistress offering something, and just forget to include it!” I ponder.

This is my sister’s Mistress, but I can’t imagine a Mistress any way other than how my Mistress is. She commonly is addressed Mistress, almost like a name. A Mistress is a Mistress. She is the Mistress.

“I will have to store these safely, so that I can go!” I mumble, to myself; “Besides; I will have to convey my gratitude, as I am sending my acceptance notice!” I continue.

It is not just a matter of honour. My Mistress had taught me, to act in this manner.

I pick up my pen, as I am placing the piece of paper on the desk; preparing to respond, as I am formulating the message in my head.

Dear Mistress!

I am accepting the invitation and your most gracious offer; to see my Sister perform, at the Grand Opera house of Moscow.

Thank you, for the invitation, and the opportunity to see April perform as the Ballerina, as she is dancing Ballet.

Signed: May

With the response written, I am slipping the piece of paper into its envelope. I lick the flap and seal the envelope, finishing the response once and for all. It is ready, for being mailed.

“I will just have to place this in the mail-box, shortly!” I ponder.

Of course; I will have to place this in the mail, so that she will know I have accepted the offer. It would be rude; not to respond, and with haste.

“Even if she does not see me, from down on the stage; my Sister April needs me there, and expects me to come!” I ponder.

If I have been invited, to come and see her perform; she is informed of the invitation, extended to me. Of course, I had been invited. I could only imagine; Mistress had been quite adamant, on seeing me invited, to see her dance.

“If she is performing, at the Opera house of Moscow; she is considered worth showing off, which means that she is quite exceptional!” I ponder; “Considering what I know; she had never been into dancing before, so she really did take to it, at the Dungeon!” I conclude.

From what I know, and what I recall; I was indeed right, in suggesting she was visiting the Dungeon and see her Mistress. The visit to the cafe; where she had been walked by her Handler, who had invited me over. The occasion; clearly in fresh memory, for the success it had been.

The event at the cafe had been a blast; not just because my Sister April had been there; but the muffin had been delicious, and I had been dying to come out of the closet for her.

As I realized, just how much excitement could be hidden; under the surface of these suction-cups we had been granted, by our respective Mistress. Yes; Mistress is what I call her, both name and title.

Of course; I am looking forwards to see my Sister; even if it is just on the stage, as she is performing. At least this time. I know she is coming home, soon. I am looking forwards; just to see her, and to discuss certain memories and experiences from the Dungeon.

I know we were close before, we always had been; now we are sharing more, and deeper secrets I had never imagined we could possibly share.

Since I do have a sister; I love sharing my secrets with her, and now I guess I finally can share with her. Now we have something in common; I had not been expecting I could share with her. Maybe I had secretly felt, and feared; she would not understand, or appreciate what I had been explaining. Now I know better.

She came out, of the closet; for me, showing she had been into this all along. She just never realized it, before she had tried it out for herself. Now; she loves it, she is loving it and me for letting her know.

“Sisters share things; all these little things, but also the really important things!” I ponder.

While I may be looking forwards, to all the fancy and expensive things promised; as I accepted the offer, to see her perform, but I am doing it purely for her. I had gone to meet her, at the cafe; just because her Handler had invited me, and I had enjoyed it with her. Just because she was there. Though the offered muffin had been great. Maybe it had been great; because my sister was there, but I will never know that.

“Would I even have enjoyed the performance I had been invited to see; had it not been for my sister performing, on the stage?” I ponder.

I had no idea. Maybe I would have, and maybe I would not have enjoyed it. Now she will be the star, at the center of the stage.

“With April on the stage, I will love this!” I ponder; “Of that, I am certain!” I conclude.