The time had come. Our week together had ended. Neither of us wanting it to be over. But it would not be long and we would be together again. But the wait would be of great endurance.
Master walked me to my car, kissing me good-bye. I could not help but to tear up a little. I watched, as He walked to His truck, the farther He walked away the more tears came to my eyes. I rested my head on the car window, my hand shaking as I tried so hard to open the door with the key. Tears streaming down my face, almost whimpering, like a child. The harder I tried to get into the car, the more I could not.
Then, I felt His heat, His body touching mine. His arms wrapped around my waist, holding me to Him. His lips went to my ear kissing it softly, then my neck.
He whispered in my ear, "It's time little one, it won't be long and we will be together again." His hand moved up my dress, pinching my nipple. The first one hurt a little, the second started to warm me, the third gave me a calmness. The calmness only He could give me. Turning me around, His hand went to my chin, gripping my cheeks together. My lips stuck out, He kissed them softly, and pulled at my bottom lip with His teeth. His hands moved to my cheeks, holding them as His thumb wiped away my tears. Kissing my forehead. He turned me around and patted my ass. His voice now deep and commanding said, "GO NOW".
I got in the car and drove away. The tears had stopped, but that did not stop my heart from longing to be with Him already. The drive home was long and lonely. But it gave time to think, not that I needed to. But I did seam to do much of that lately. When I finally got home I was tired and just wanted a bath. To rest, relax. I ran the bath with some bubbles, lit some candles. I had my things put away in no time, and went to the bath. As I took my cloths off, I noticed some small marks on my body.
A small smile came to my face. I lay in the tub soaking and just relaxing, enjoying the smell of the candles. It was not long and the water started to cool, but I had not done as I was supposed to do with every bath or shower. I stood up, raising one leg to the counter top, keeping the other in the water. My legs spread wide, my hand went to my pussy. Gently touching the outer lips caressing them a little. Moving a finger to the inside of them, I touched my clit. How it hurt, the piercing so fresh and new still. But I knew I must do as I was told. I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. The marks on my body were worse than I thought. I had bruises everywhere.
My hand did not stop working at my clit, as I looked myself over. I could see the pain in my own face, as I touched myself. But in my heart and in my head, I was pleased. Pleased as I was doing as Master wished. I pushed my clit hard and up, Masters orders, when I played with myself for Him. I know a groan, came from my lips and a pain took me. But it was a sweet pain, that pleasure pain. That I was slowly learning to, live and breathe for. I looked at myself in the mirror. Looked at my own eyes, I seen that pleasure and pain there. I then whispered to myself, something I had seen in a movie once.
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For only I know what I do.
" I finally understood I would do anything that I could to please Master. My fingers moved around, pressing and playing with my clit. My hips moved, to the pleasure I was giving myself. I watched myself, looking at my eyes when I could open them. Watched how my body had learned to move to the pleasure. The more I rubbed and pressed my clit the less the pain, the more pleasure. My hips moved with my hand, my finger working like crazy to bring myself off. Pinching and twisting my clit, poking at my love hole, hips moving and thrashing a bit, getting myself where I need to go. Ever pinch, causing me to gasp. Every twist, making me wish it was Masters fingers there. It was a matter of seconds, once I got to the place I need to get myself. I could hear His words, in my head.
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Cum, come for your Master. Cum, for me now love. Cum for us. Feel it let it take you. Let it please us both.
" I came the way Master would have wanted my body tightens up, my hips moving franticly. Moaning. Growing. My hand all wet, with my juices. Bringing them to my lips kissing them softly, tasting the tip of each one. I went to bed right afterward, for a night of what I hoped would be sweet dreams.
I woke to the phone ringing in the morning. It was Master; He was just letting me know that He made it home safely. I told Him of the night before, and He was pleased. But was running late. He would talk to me later on the computer.
For the next three weeks we did just that. Talked and talked on the phone and the computer. We played a little here and there to. As each day went by, I think I learned something new. I was finding things out about myself that I did not know. I don't know how it came up, but one day I found myself sitting between Masters feet in the room, that we chat in. With my head on His lap, caressing my hair. In private He told me how this pleased Him. Telling me this is where I belonged. I questioned everything. But in the end I knew Master was right. Time told me that I belonged at His feet, as well as His side. That I was every thing that I could be to Him.
We talked of a collar and lead. This scared the hell out of me. But after talking, with Master I knew that I could try it, maybe even do it. As that smile on His face, meant more to me than anything.
We talked of me having a slave side to me. This was something I knew little of and what I did know I did not like. Master had always treated me with love and respect. I did not want to lose my voice not now not ever. I voiced my option, and I was heard. But, Master still believed that it was in me. Time would tell, and as always. I was beginning to believe Master was right again. I talked to many people that were slaves, both real and just cyber. Each had there own options. But I liked Masters best. As, I would always have a voice. His word would rule, but sometimes things could be altered so that I was comfortable with them. I took Masters advice and just let things happen. More and more everyday, I grew into wanting to please Him more. Wanting my head on His lap. Wanting to be at His feet. Wanting Him to stroke my hair. Wanting Him to pull me to His lap, when He wanted me there. I had a new calmness that had taken hold of me. But a hold only Master had the control over.
The week before we were to get together again. Things seamed to change a little. Master was a little firmer with me. His voice, much more hard with me. Yet I knew I was doing everything possible to please Him. I was getting scared that I had done something wrong. Master assured me that I had not. But, He like me had different sides and one was showing right now. I smiled, because I like this side to. It was scary. But there was something about it that lured me to it. Something that made me even crave more, to pleasing Him. The day before I was to leave, Master changed all the plans. Sent me a map, to a cabin. Told me what time to leave, what time I should get there by etc. I did not ask why the change, I did not care I just wanted to be with Him. To feel Him, to touch Him, to have His hands touch me, to feel the gift He gave me. I left the house the next morning at the time Master suggested would be good. Following the directions to the cabin.
I got there a few minutes earlier than planed. Master was not there. I went to the door with my bags. A note was on the door to just go in. As I entered the cabin, I could feel, dampness, a coldness that I had not felt in years. But I went in anyway. On the table was a carnation, a red and white one, and a favorite of mine. A note, lay beside it. I picked it up the note up as smelled the beautiful flower, started reading it carefully.
*Go and shower wait for me. Today we will find out how committed you are to what you think you feel. There is a package on the bed, wear what is in the package and nothing else. We have talked of where my slave should be when I enter. Be there and be ready. I love you, littleone; I know you can do this. *
I read the note over and over again. Thinking about all the talks, over the last few weeks. I went to the bedroom and put my stuff down and away. Looked at the small package on the bed. I went to the bathroom to shower and get ready. My mind was racing, wondering what had I got myself into. Could I please, Master this way. I knew in my heart I could, but could the rest of me. I was in the shower till the hot water was gone. Hoping in away that the time would just pass till Master got there. I went to the package on the bed and opened it. My eyes just about popped out of my head. Inside there four small cuffs of soft leather, all with rings on them and buckles to do them up. There was also a collar for my neck, with a leash. I trembled just touching it. I put the cuffs on making sure they were tight but not to tight. On both my wrists and my ankles, they felt so soft yet so binding. I remembered Masters words; no sub or slave of His would ever put their own collar on.
I walked into the living room and sat in the chair holding the collar and leash in my hand. I was shaking, I really didn't know why or what to expect. I heard the car door slam. I quickly moved to my knees beside the chair, holding the collar and leash in my hand my eyes lowered just a bit.
Master walked in, I did not turn my head to see. I stayed where I was told to wait. He walked over to me, touched my head and sat in His chair. His index finger went under my chin, lifting my head slightly. He kissed my lips, tenderly. His touch made me shiver.
"You listen well littleone. I am pleased. Let me see your wrists." His words were soft and clear. I held each wrist to Him. He tugged on each of them. " You did well, littleone. Now give me the collar."
My hand trembled as He took it from my hand.
"Now lift your head high." He said, with His voice strong. He buckled the collar to my neck. Attached the lead to it. And tugged on it a little, pulling my head down. A smile came to His face. He kissed my lips again. "Now follow me." He said. Holding the leash up to my mouth. "Yes littleone, open your mouth and carry the leash in it."
