What a wonderful evening the three of us had. First, a dinner of fantastic charcoal broiled ribeye steaks, cheese stuffed potatoes, and broccoli smothered in butter and lemon juice. We also had two glasses of an astonishingly wonderful red wine that Master Bill said was a home brewed private stock that would challenge any of the world's best but would remain anonymous forever. He also added that the price tag on one bottle started at $5000, if you could find someone who was willing to sell it, and that it was absolutely free to any of the residents of the community who lived around this beautiful private lake. This sparked the question, once again, that has been popping in and out of my thoughts since Master hinted that the people living here were all of the same lifestyle. Who were they?
Who gives out extremely expensive bottles of wine for free that aren't for sale at any market place or exclusive shop? Who are the people who find that a completely naked woman wandering around their lake in a high state of sexual arousal, who is perfectly willing to lay out on the grass next to the lake and video tape herself masturbating and having orgasms in plain sight, is nothing more than a common event that doesn't warrant any special interest or investigation?
Outside of Master Bill and Reina, Master David is the only other resident of the lake that I have met. And he didn't find a naked woman standing in his backyard, bent over and bowing while yelling out "Thank you Master" over and over again, to be anything unusual either. The only thing I learned about Master David, while at his beautiful home being overwhelmed with orgasms created by a perfect stranger, was that he is a professional writer and a man who draws instant respect and trust in a way that I can't even begin to explain. Here was a man, that I had no idea was even there and looking at my shaved pussy and asshole, to whom I had given my complete trust by the time he had barely said ten words to me. Who were these people living around this lake, high in these magical mountains?
Well before dinner had been served, prepared completely by Master Bill, Reina had taken me into her private room to find something to wear that would be very special for the evening.
"We are just about the exact same size, as far as clothes are concerned, except that you will probably have to undo an extra button on top to accommodate those beautiful breasts with their extraordinary nipples. Master loves a nude woman but that is purely sexual in nature. He also loves and appreciates an exquisitely dressed woman who presents herself as intensely sensual with an alluring aura of mystique. If you find him staring at you at any time during the evening, don't worry about it. It means that you have succeeded in capturing his attention. Not many women have been able to do that. I promise I won't be jealous if you turn out to be one of those few. I know and live the truth of the relationship he and I have developed over the past few years, and another woman can have absolutely no negative influence on that.
And I want to add one thing that you aren't aware of yet. Master Bill doesn't sleep with beginning trainees. He can and will do anything sexual with you that he may choose during training, but shared personal intimacies in the private bedroom are reserved for submissive slaves who have already discovered who they are, what they need, and why they need it. When the evening comes to an end, you will be asked by Master whether you would prefer sleeping alone or with me. I don't mean to second guess him but that is what he has always done in the past with women who were visiting here and staying overnight for one reason or other. He has always asked me first whether or not I would like them to sleep in my bed with me before making the offer. He would never force me to do that under any circumstances. If you say yes to sleeping with me, it doesn't mean that we are obligated to engage in any form of sexual contact. We can sleep in the same bed like girls at a pajama party or we can make love to each other. Maybe we could call it 'exploring' each other, as you don't have any experience of sexual intimacy with a woman in your past. I know it's a big step but I just wanted to tell you, in advance, of the options you will be given. And, I also want you to know that I find you to be the most unbelievably sexy woman on the planet and that you have been stirring up a flowing river of juices from my pussy since the very first time we met. I don't want you to say anything now. Just think about it during the evening and I will honor your decision. It's a big step and I most certainly don't want to push you into something you don't want to do as far as you and I are concerned. As far as your training goes, that is an entirely different story. Being ordered to lick my pussy as a submissive is one thing. Wanting to lick my pussy and having yours licked in return by another woman in a more private sensual situation is an entirely different circumstance."
"Reina, I am extremely attracted to you, both by love and by desire. I'm not a lesbian and I don't want to get caught up in being afraid of becoming one. I know that's a stupid thought process but that's all that I understand about a girl/girl relationship. I want to touch you, kiss you, lick you, smell your special scent, and explore all of you. I'm just afraid of what the effect of that would be on my own sexuality and how it would evolve as time moved on. If you can show me how we can be with each other sexually and emotionally without detracting from the purpose that I am here to begin with, I would love to learn about you in every way possible."
"I think the best way we can grow with each other is to let things happen as they happen and we will adjust to all that we learn. I have been through the process of confusion and fear that you are experiencing since the day you first talked to me about your secrets. I had my secrets too, but they were much more self destructive then self discovery. If there is one thing that outshines all of the others in justifying my love and commitment to our Master, it is his never ending pursuit of my learning to trust myself, love myself, and to live as I want to live with confidence and without fear of who I really am. Now, let's finish dressing for the evening and join Master for dinner."
Dinner was fantastic. After eating and throwing all the dirty dishes in the dishwasher, we all sat in the living room and began talking like three friends who had no cares in the world. It got fairly cool in the evenings up in the mountains and the fireplace was put to use with a very small fire that was more for atmosphere then for heating. The outside temperature was probably still in the 70's because of the winds coming off of the desert areas of Nevada and Arizona that were flowing right through this area. The temperature had been near 90 at the peak of the day. We were working on our second bottle of wine when Master decided to turn the conversation in a different direction.
"Karen, tell Reina and I exactly who you think you are. I believe that I pretty much know who you really are but I would love to hear your opinion on the subject."
I don't know where that came from but it took me by complete surprise. As a matter of fact, it brought my mouth to a standstill and put my mind into a state of 'not sure'.
"Wow, Master. You really know how to come out swinging without any lead ins or warnings."
"I just want to know who you see when you look in a mirror. Nothing really complicated. I'm also open for any questions you may wish to express or discuss."
"When I'm looking in the mirror, am I dressed or am I naked?"
"I didn't ask you what you saw. That's fairly obvious. You're a very beautiful 42 year old woman with very long light brown hair, tall, great body shape, outstanding tits, galactic nipples, a nicely round and firm ass, a pussy with a wide smile, and legs to your ears."
"My pussy smiles?"
"Absolutely!"
"No one has ever told me that before."
"Now you know the truth. Let's get back to the original question. Who do you see in the mirror."
"Up until a week ago, I saw a woman who was confident in her ability to take care of herself and able to provide for herself."
"Stop the bull shit Karen. I didn't ask you who you saw a week ago. I am asking you a direct question and you will provide a direct answer. This pussyfooting around now requires that you will receive 10 strokes of a riding crop on each ass cheek. You will receive these shortly. Back to the question. If you fail to answer this time, you will be punished non-stop for an hour in as many ways that I may happen to choose. Who do you see in the mirror?"
"Sir. I see a little girl whom nobody seems to want other than for a quick fuck or a blowjob. I see a little girl who is neither accepted nor respected as an individual with my own personal needs. I see a woman who has lost hope, over the years, of ever finding personal happiness and fulfillment. For the most part, I see a little girl that has never been truly loved by anyone other than my parents."
At that moment, the tears started streaming down my face and I started crying. Reina came over to me immediately and put her arms around me and held me very tight until I stopped crying and the tears began to dry up.
She whispered in my ear, "I love you and so does Master Bill."
