A Special Day

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It's been a while, since we have done anything serious. In the past few weeks it was only small plays. The passion, but somehow the everyday things have shifted our focus. It has been a taxing month on both of us as we have been working very hard before our planned vacation. I have planned it for us and I hope you will enjoy it. I kept it a secret from you as I wanted you to relax and be able to focus on other things.

As our first year ends I have kept my word. Although, it was clouded by forgetfulness, you may remember when I first said, you will come to depend on me. In the first months of being together, it was simply unimaginable. Nowadays, you cannot even consider it otherwise. The evenings together, the outside play, the trips and experiences and all those beautiful orgasms...

We have become one and you enjoy every minute of it. However, we are still only humans and need reminding how lucky we are to have found each other and be able to hold and kiss each other every night and every morning.

In addition to the trip I have been preparing for today as well for a long time. It was easy to cover my tracks as I could always find an excuse and you were not always home. I wanted to surprise you, but I also knew you needed some reinforcement. To illustrate that you still belong to me and there is nothing to worry about as our bond is still strong.

We have prepared for today for a long time, but I thought I would make it even more special. It is our anniversary! A day, when we celebrate each other and our love and our luck that we found each other.

Waking up in the morning is never easy. Although, usually, you are the one that wakes up earlier. Today, I set my alarm clock a bit earlier, so I can surprise you. Indeed, you are surprised and a bit groggy until you hear my first command of the day: "Cum for me, Slut. Cum for your Master." Your brain reacts automatically and your body starts to shiver as you have your first orgasm of the day. I can tell you, you can anticipate many more. Today, I will take charge once more. You need to be put back into your place, this is a bogus reason...but it is as good as any other.

"Thank you, you my Love, my Master." is all you can say, as I lean over, hug and kiss you. Your beautiful eyes twinkle, as you expect that today is going to be special and you are going to be enjoy it very much. I wish you good morning as we continue to kiss.

We move around in the bed and I start to play with you. Stroke you and move my hand up and down your tummy. Go under the blanket as I kiss my way around your breasts and bite on your nipples. They are getting hard and stand to attention. There is nothing you can do to resist, as this is the affect I have on you. Now every day you feel my power...in your nipples, in your pussy - which by the way is damp all day, every day. Not a moment passes that you are not reminded of the fact that you are still empty and not filled by me.

You have internalized your purpose and now you have really become a part of me. We think most of the time as one and you have learnt to worry less about life and approach it with more trust. Especially, when I say I give permission for you to enjoy it.

I caress your cheeks and move to your hair. You are letting it loose during the night nowadays. It has become a synonymous with the free spirit that you have become. You open yourself to me, as you hug back and your kisses land on my cheeks and are desperate to find my lips...to lock on to each other.

I fondle your body and play it like a master violinist. You have become my instrument and I have had many years of practice on it. I move my hand down further south...passing your belly button and finding your bare pubis and your engorged pussy lips, already wet. Just like my true Slut, expecting to be used and abused.

Nowhere to hide from me as I stroke my fingers up and down and enter you. You just lie back and arch your back, while you open your legs. You expect that I will play with you like we do every morning and you will get those wonderful orgasms. You always tell me that the only thing that you need is me...however, within that the orgasms are a very good addition which enjoy them every time. They leave you breathless and wishing for more.

I start to play with you and you close your eyes. In less than a minute you are begging to be allowed to come. We have built up a good understanding and I know how to keep you on the edge. You always say that you hate it, but in the end you are always so excited and you have more intense orgasms.

The difference today is that I only keep you on the edge and no matter how hard you beg I do not allow you to cum. Instead I tell you to hold on a little longer.

Suddenly, I remove my hand and your eyes fly open as I get out of bed. Your eyes throw daggers at me, but you know that you need my permission to come and I am the only one that can make you cum. Even when you play on your own you need my voice. Sometimes, when we must be apart due to a business travel you have to call me...

I help you stand up and hug you. You are very angry that I left you so frustrated and you would rather push me away, while I laugh at your feeble fight. You are the strongest person, but sometimes, it is fun just to smile at you and kiss you. Your return kiss tells me everything though, as your tongue finds mine and your hands move towards my cock and start stroking it.

You are a little vixen today and want to me fill you, even at such an early hour.

However, I have to resist, as I have other things planned for today.

I still your hands and go to the bathroom to arrange everything. I am finished quickly, and while you go to the bathroom, I prepare our breakfast, while the tea is cooling.

I have prepared your underwear today. It is only worn on special occasions and today is going to be such a special day. It is a bra that has openings for your nipples and crotch-less panties. Of course, the necessary garter belt and stockings enrich the composition.

When you exit the bathroom, you go to the bedroom and discover my first present; the fact that I took the weight of the decision off your shoulders on what underwear you have to wear. You just laugh and put on everything, but before you take on your business attire, you come to the kitchen.

I am still preparing our bread as you hug me from behind and press your body up to mine. You are one hot Slut. I turn around to hug you, but you move away and lean against the sink as you open your cunt with your fingers

You even start begging, "Please Master use my Cunt. I am so horny, make your Slut come." I know how desperate you can become and after our morning's frustrating play, you are trembling with excitement.

I turn towards you and pull you up into my embrace. I can feel your hands leaving your cunt and going towards my zipper. However, I grab your wrists and pull them behind your back, while my other hand once more targets your clit.

Your head falls back onto my shoulder and you moan as I circle around your clit. But once again, even though you are begging, I do not give permission. You are left stewing in your own juices.

Your day is both wonderful and terrible...but you are definitely looking forward to it. I send you to get dressed and then we sit down to have a proper breakfast before you have to hurry off. Afterwards, I always have time to clean up and put on my clothes.

I escort you to the door, and before you leave, I give you a small package, with instructions that you can only open it, once I tell you. I think you already know what it contains and your mind is already racing but you take it and smile at me. The day is just beginning...you are horny as hell...you are expecting to be played with...when will you be allowed to come...

...in due time my Slut. You know that I am in control. You just have to enjoy the ride. These thoughts go around in your brain as we have had this conversation many times. Nowadays, you do not ask about this. You just accept it and embrace it. Your Love will worry about it.

I hug you and give you a goodbye kiss. I spank your ass as you exit and I go back into the house.

What you do not know is that I have taken the day off and will be preparing for you...to torture you...to enjoy you...and finally, if you beg enough you will be allowed to cum. But the day is just beginning and you do not yet know what it will hold for you.

As you set of and leave your Love, your Master behind, you anticipate something will happen during the day. At least you hope that it will be something that you have done previously. However, you can never be sure. You take public transport to work. It is much more convenient and faster than taking the car. The morning rush-hour can be chaos. The trip is short.

You find a place and take out the small package. You just smile, as you weigh it in your hand. Will it be the one item that you expect inside or has he been more devious?

You reminisce about these past years. "I am so fortunate to have found him. It has been such a beautiful time we have spent together. It always makes me laugh inside. All those things we have been through together. It took a long time to find each other. It reminds me of one of our first episodes. When he said that he would take me out for dinner, with a vibrator in me that he would remotely control. At that time, it was such a scary thought...Nowadays, I could say that it is part of the program when we go out. I have gotten so used to it and got hooked on those public orgasms. Nobody knows what is going on inside me, but I have such tremors afterwards that many times he has to help me get up and get my coat on."

As seconds flash by other thoughts emerge: "In public, he is always a gentleman and always there to protect me, no matter what happens. Together, we have been on such wonderful trips and he always treats me like his partner. But private: I am really his Slut, his Love, his Slave...just simply HIS. He does things to me that I never imagined were possible. He has truly taken me to the deepest reaches of my soul and I have emerged even more HIS than before. I know fear still sometimes wakes up, especially, when he is away on a trip. I ask myself if I am really what he wants...then he comes home and I get lost in his embrace and in his kiss. He just absorbs me. That is when I feel that I am truly HIS and he is MINE."

That feeling has always been always so strange for you: "Get absorbed by him, and still remain me. I was concerned at the beginning that he would force himself onto me. My bad experiences held me back, but now, I can see and be with him and be part of him. He said that he would train me, but he never actually forced me to do anything until I asked him. He let me set my pace to enjoy all those moments. Did he do it on purpose? Did he know that I would coming back to him asking him to make me his?"

"It is quite hard sometimes to know where I begin and where he ends, as he knows my most intimate thoughts and desires. He first became my Love, then my Master. I still call him that, but he is so much more. He is my life, my one and everything. I kept telling this him from the beginning, but I never truly understood how deep these feelings can go. With each passing day, we become more and more like one, a symbiosis...a merger of each body and soul."

"A merger, especially, when he is inside me. When he is touching the place only he can touch and gives me pleasure only he can give. When I can truly lose myself and become HIS, become whatever I want to be, as he is there to guide me back to Earth, holding me, hugging me, kissing me while I cum only for him, because of him and with his permission."

Such strange thoughts fill your head today. Usually, at this time you are thinking about all the adventures you have gone through, but today is it more about feelings. The knowledge that you belong to HIM. Not only your body, heart and mind, but the soul you did not know existed until the two of you united in that bliss.

You get side-tracked by all the adventures you have had: "What was the most exciting adventure?" you ask yourself. "It is hard to describe, but my Master took me down some very dark alleys and I emerged from them. Actually, I confess that I even liked most of them. It took some time, but...actually, there is no but. Initially I did not trust him that much as I trust him today. The trust grows within me every day. Even at the beginning he wrote his three objectives: 1. that he wants to try and conquer my butt. It was such a disgusting idea. Even though, he told me that I would like it. It took some time, before I allowed myself to give it a try. Nowadays, I sometimes ask him if instead of the vibrator, he will use that jewel butt plug. It gives me such a wicked feeling when we go out for dinner and I sit down. I can feel it pressing into me. How wonderful our sex is afterwards, as it reminds me that I am doing all this for him. I want to make him the happiest person on the planet."

"2. He suspected that I am a masochist. How I resisted it, and once more he was right. He is always right, whenever he says something about me. It was just so terrible, nowhere to hide from him. Not that I want to hide anymore. How do I know that he was right? He tied me up to the hooks on the ceiling in the bedroom. Tied my legs apart and started to whip me, and carried on whipping me, slowly at first and then faster and faster. The whole time He was telling me, how proud I make him, how much he loves me, and how happy he is with me, and somehow my brain just switched off and...and I orgasmed. Without his permission...but I had an orgasm, just from all those beautiful thoughts. Step by step he turned me...or rather step by step I have given over more and more of myself to him, as I have trusted him more and more. Did he take good care of me? Even as I think back my pussy is flooded."

"Actually, this is not a surprise. It is flooded all the time, because HIS presence, his smell, his touch, his voice, all turn me on so much. Sometimes, it is too much to handle, but he is always there as my protector and his arms are always welcoming me. He promised me so many things, and provided even more. He claimed me as HIS own and I made vows to be HIS. So many times he claimed me. He claimed me during our first family wedding. He came in me with such a force. He claimed me the first time, when he took me out naked, wearing only a coat, onto the street and I orgasmed for him.

"For him, I know the final straw, when he truly felt that he claimed me, was when he filled me completely. He took control of my whole body on that day. We had a nice relaxing shower, he washed my body and pampered me. He took me to the bed as he massaged me, and he told me his wish. He wanted to fill all my holes at once. What could I say, following all those experiences that I had with him before, except 'it will be my pleasure, my Master.' He was so tender, so careful. Like all the other days. He wanted me to enjoy the whole experience. He took the jewel butt plug and lubed it and carefully inserted it into me. He always says that it makes my jewel butt even more precious. He took one of the special vibrators that we made together and was moulded from his cock and inserted into my already drenched cunt. He led me to the bed and tied me to the headboard. My mouth was at the perfect height...and he turned on the vibrator and fucked my mouth until he came. I was truly his on that day, as I held his seed, until he allowed me to swallow it. Before that he started to play with my clit and I could not even beg for permission as my mouth was full of his cum. He was so deviant that night, but I just love him the more for it. He knows what I want, what I need and what I can provide."

"Oh, hell, all of this is making me so very horny. Why is he not here to fuck me right now?"

"Will he allow me to cum today? The longest he has denied me before was 5 days and by the end of it I was a complete nervous wreck. He took me to the edge each day, but never gave me permission. I was willing to do anything but without his voice, I am not able to reach the top. I am so under his spell. At the end he fucked me or rather I wanted to be ravished. He started to slowly kiss me, tease me, stroke me...but I begged to be fucked, quick, dirty and hard. He granted me that wish and what an experience that was. I still remember the stars, when we came at the same time. He sprayed me with his seed. He filled me and used me. I could fulfil my purpose and I was crying. He just hugged me and told me that everything would be alright. It was simple bliss for me to be lost in his arms. After I gathered myself, like a good Slut, I cleaned his Cock. Oh, how I love to suck on it. Somehow, some of his cum drained out of my cunt and, as he always does, He scooped it up and offered it to me. I was glad to swallow it. His Cum should not be wasted and should always be inside me."

You suddenly wake up from your daydream, as you hear doors closing. You just missed your station. This anniversary will make work even harder than most days. As your Master got to you and you are always thinking about him filling you. About your place in the world, which is on his lap, with his Cock buried in you.

You shake your head and put away the small package. You must focus now on getting to work, as you get off at the next station and take the train back to your stop. However, your thoughts do not end here, as you know that there are adventures waiting for you later today.