Author's note: This final chapter of "A Tale of Submission." In it, Lei accepts the unexpected freedom and fulfillment that being a submissive can bring. Please enjoy the conclusion of Lei's submissive evolution.
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Following her separation from her husband, Lei's "outings" -- a term that she used to explain her absences to her kids -- provided her the opportunities to explore in depth the world of being a submissive. The spices of inflicted pain and perverse humiliation when laced a tinge of the unexpected produced delicious and addictive sex never experienced before. Slowly but surely the hidden Lei was emerging into the light.
The afternoon sun flooded the hotel room on a lazy Saturday afternoon of our first formal post-separation tryst. Lei was still very cautious about the two of us being seen in public. She was afraid that if Grant found out about us, he would use our relationship as the cause for her marital split in their contested divorce proceedings.
I had indulged Lei's concerns by letting her drive to a hotel of her choosing instead of my exclusive gentlemen's club. Using the pretext of shopping for her new wardrobe as the basis of our rendezvous, my goals, the other hand, were for Lei to be seen by others as my submissive and for her to finally accept her new life with me.
However, with each sip of my single-malt scotch, I began to wonder if I was being far too lenient with Lei. She was at that critical point where if not guided with a firm hand, she could become willful and assuming. As I finished the last of my glass, I resolved to correct any mistaken impressions that Lei might harbor about her new role and life.
There was a soft knock, and I opened the room's door to find an obviously uneasy Lei with an overnight bag in the hallway. Without betraying any emotion, I let her stand and fidget in the hallway as my eyes slid over her comely looks. Although she always denied it, Lei was pleasing to the eye.
Her comely Asian facial features were highlighted by the sharp contrast between her ebony shoulder-length hair and the creamy softness of her velvet skin. Lei wore a simple dark blue button-down dress that highlighted her five-ten mature figure. She was blessed with long shapely legs, curvaceous but no fat hips, generous spongy buttocks, a soft flat stomach, and trim waist.
Lei might have felt more comfortable with her body if she wasn't so flat. After nursing twin boys for over a year, her small breasts had shrunk with a somewhat deflated look. If not for a pair of incredibly large ruby-red meaty nipples from the constant suckling of her sons, her tits might have been overlooked.
But what complicate matters was Lei's bastard of an ex-husband deliberately making her uber-self-conscious of her diminished boobs. In keeping with his senselessly demeaning nature, he put Lei down every chance he got by calling her tits ugly and sagging, delighting in her embarrassment as he rubbed salt into an open wound,
Pulling Lei quickly into the room, I embraced my much taller lover, kissing her deeply until Lei moaned senselessly as her soft body molded to mine. My fingers deftly began unbuttoning her loose dress as my lips their way to her sensitive earlobes and down her pulsating neck. With a flick of my fingers, I easily undid and pushed aside her exposed skimpy front-closing bra to fully expose her huge teats.
My hungry lips latched onto and greedily sucked her succulent cylinders of hardening flesh causing Lei to tremble in my embrace. With my teeth, I pulled the captured and slowly pulled a meaty tip from her heaving chest until her tit became a sharp peak. Lei whined loudly when I suddenly releasing it to attack her other boob.
"Ooh, someone is glad to see me," Lei moaned in breathless pleasure as her undone dress pooled around her ankles, "or at least my big fat nipples. Ooh, Sam, aren't you going to at least let a girl unpack her bag? Or, ooh, is it your intention to have your way with me -- standing up -- not that I would mind? Yeowww!"
Lei suddenly jerked as a shrill yelp escaped her lips as my hand shot between her legs to scoop and squeeze her lace-covered pussy. "My slave thinks too highly of herself. She has taken terrible liberties with her Master -- making me wait for you to arrive -- not begging my forgiveness -- talking sassy -- and calling me by my first name. Who gave you permission, my impudent Japanese submissive to do these things?"
"Oh Master," Lei uttered contritely upon being chastised as she dropped quickly to her knees before me. Clutching my legs as she pressed the side of her face against my groin, and muttered, "Forgive me. I was overcome by being with you...in different setting... the excitement of doing something new...I forgot myself." Then leaning forward to suggestively rub her face against my awakening trouser snake, Lei softly murmured, "Please, Sir, accept my apology and let me make it up to you."
"Ach! I can see," I muttered as I grasped her thick ebony hair to lift her face, "that you will need another lesson in obedience. You assume too many things for a submissive. Lei, this weekend I plan for you to experience our relationship in a more public venue. You will doubt and hesitate upon hearing my expressed will -- but you will do it, enjoy it and learn from it -- or -- you will be punished severely. Towards that end, I want you to look at what's under the left towel on the bed. Yes, that one."
"Master, what is this? A red string bikini," Lei gasped as she lifted the light hand towel. "Don't tell me you want me to wear this skimpy thing. While these teeny triangles will cover my small boobs, this bottom -- well, it will barely cover my front and maybe, if I'm lucky half of my big butt. And, this mesh material is so thin it's almost see-through, and while it should cling to me when dry, I don't know what will happen should I get it wet.
"Ooh, Sir, this string bikini is skimpier than the lingerie that you bought for me from Sergio. The difference is that the flimsy lingerie was worn only in the privacy of our intimate sessions -- but this, you want me to wear out in public for others to 'look' at me. Oh, please, Sir, I would be so embarrassed...so ashamed. Jeez, I'm so stressed, I don't know. Please don't make me, Master."
Grabbing her thick hair, I jerked her to her knees as I sat on the bed edge before her. "There you go again -- talking back to your Master. Taking advantage of my generous nature and affection for you. Sigh! I can see that I am much too lenient with you, Lei, because I...love...you. But, you need to be reminded of what an Asian submissive needs. See what's under the towel on the right. Go on... remove the towel."
A sharp gasp escaped Lei's lips as her almond-shaped eyes widen when the objects under the towel were revealed. "I won't tell you what these padded cuffs with their restraints are for, opting to let you discover their use should you misbehave. I assure you that if used properly, they can quickly teach a disobedient slave how to properly and promptly obey her Master. Would you like me to demonstrate?"
To this Lei quickly emphatically shook her head. "No, Master! I'll be good, and do whatever you want me to do!"
"Then, cunt, you will put on that bikini that is a substitute to the red collar that you normally wear in the confines of my gentlemen's club. You will stop whining -- protesting -- and begging me. Just put it on! Do not make me discipline you -- you will surely regret it, Lei."
Nodding in silent acquiescence, Lei rose to her feet to discard her undone bra and shimmy out of her lacy pantie. "God, Lei, I love watching you undress and display your mature sensuality. Now try on that skimpy bikini, and think about how the men ogle you when we go down to the pool. Yes, Lei, we're going to the hotel's pool where I want other men to see you and your Asian beauty the way that I do. Don't test me! I want other men to see and admire you. I want you to understand just how desirable you are -- if you do as I say.
"Hmmm, it's a good thing that you're small-breasted because those teeny cups just cover your titties but allow you fat nipples to poke noticeable bumps in the center of each triangle. Yes, your bikini bottom snuggly cups your hairless pussy...hmmm...I love seeing the impression of your camel-toe against the stretch material. Hmmm, you were right, Lei, the back portion covers only half of your generous buttocks...delicious... they look barely contained. Christ, how I love the way your butt cheeks are displayed.
"I had planned on taking you to the hotel's pool after you changed. But seeing you in that bikini has given me a raging hard-on. Hmmm, but how am I going to walk around with tented shorts -- that is assuming I can get my erection tucked into my shorts?"
"Umm, Master, maybe we can help each other out. I'm so uptight about this flimsy bikini that I could use some 'anxiety relief,' and you definitely could use a relief of another kind. Isn't a semi-hard dick easier to tuck and hide in swimming trunks? Maybe if you will let me, I would love to bend over like this, grab my knees, and push my tush back to you. Would you like to spank by butt for forgetting myself and vexing my poor Master?"
