My Master has learned so much this week and he treats me with respect like no one else in my entire life. We worked with Sarah most of the day. I am certain she is in her own happy little world now. After Patrice left she seemed different somehow, she acted beyond happy, like the world was in focus for her.
I had been worked up most of the day, teaching Master, finding out about Sarah, teaching Sarah. My pussy started to smolder, Sarah getting to suck his cock and swallow his scrumptious load didn't help. Yes, I deserved it, I had cheated in the game. I was able to control it before, not this time. He gave me the opportunity to punish Sarah with the paddle. I am pretty sure he wanted someone with experience but maybe because I would go easier with my left hand. It made my libido raise another couple of notches regardless, I had only administered a punishment a couple times myself. Sarah having an orgasm from it though, reminded me of my earlier days. Then he ordered me to clean her up make her orgasm again. More fuel to my fire.
Master was reading a book, He finished and looked at me. He asked me if I was horny, I couldn't believe it, he knows how to pull my strings already. It might have been my fidgeting however that gave it away. I nodded my head yes and smiled. He was wondering if I was just going to stew or do something about it. He knew the answer to that, he just wanted to rub it in. Damn him, I love him so much. He is learning to read me well so fast. I tore my pants off and untied my shirt and laid there. I even got my arm out of the sling. I wanted him missionary, not much choice in that really, and I wanted it hard. To hell with the ribs.
He understood me well, he slammed me. I wrapped my legs around him and matched him stroke for stroke. It was heaven on wheels to me. I hadn't fucked like that in over two months. I didn't feel any pain, I was drooling and panting hard. I was having a little orgasm on every stroke it seemed until he slammed into me hard and started erupting. It sent me into an orgasm I hadn't had in a long time, I screamed. No, I mean a real scream, it started out low and ended high, my real voice. It wasn't all that loud but it was all me and I loved it. Even if I never made another sound I would always remember that one.
"Thank you, Master." Squeaked out of me after that, a little raspy but it was all me. I don't know if was from the orgasm or my voice but I felt like I was in another universe all of a sudden. He was staring at me with so much love and I just smiled, the widest one I had with tears to go with it. Master put his broken doll back together for the night. I don't think it will be broken much longer however. I fell into the best slumber in months.
I woke up with the early morning sun in my eyes. The same position I was in when Master kissed me good night. I turned my head to see if Master was awake. My eyes met his, he was propped up with his elbow, his hand holding his head just gazing at me intently.
"Good morning my Love." He crooned as it sounded so magical to my ears. He hadn't called me Love in a while and my heart skipped a beat. He bent down and kissed me. I felt so alive with his touch. I wanted to speak but I was unsure of myself. I reached up and cupped his face and smiled. Mother nature was calling my name and she wasn't waiting this morning. At least the morning blow job was out of the question, doctors and Masters orders. Sliding out of this bed wasn't the easiest with one arm but I have seen worse. I looked at the clock, 7:30 AM isn't late but only left two hours to be at the appointment.
We did our morning ritual and I tried to primp to be perfect but it just wasn't happening. I will just have to get Sarah to help after breakfast. I left my robe on for breakfast and nothing else. He was curious about not dressing me for the first time. He knew I must have had a plan and left it at that.
Sarah made French toast and sausage for breakfast. I grabbed Sarah after breakfast and took her to the bathroom so she could apply my makeup. Sarah was happy to do it and made her face up also. Sarah and I decided on the blue denim skirt and the white tank top and the white heels. I had been wearing flats almost everywhere except dinners and for yesterday and decided it was time for a change. Tomorrow I would have to start wearing my shorts and I didn't relish that prospect very much.
Sarah went and got dressed as she was accompanying us. She said she needed to spend time at the apartment to do laundry of her own and do some sorting. Master told her we were going to the mall to check for her collar and ring then he would drop her off. He wanted her at the condo before 6 pm however. The original plan was for Sarah to be on her own Friday night and not meet Rikki til late Saturday after work. I think he wanted her there for my support. Master took her leather collar off and showed her where it was to be stored.
When Sarah got in the car she sat in her normal spot the way she was told the first night. Master was laughing about having a wonderful view but understood the confusion. He explained and Sarah was laughing at herself also, saying it must be the blonde influence. She didn't change to the proper sitting position though, since Sir liked the view.
The therapist visit was a joy. He told me how to relax my throat and how sound was made. I was still low and raspy, almost hoarse but he said the cords would start stretching on their own now. He sprayed my throat again then had me start counting. I started speaking and it sounded almost normal for me. He gave me the bottle of spray and told me to use it after each meal til the next visit. He would see me next Wednesday and determine if I needed a second set of shots. I was overjoyed of course.
The first thing I did was walk up to Master and looked him in the eye. "I love you, Master." I said in a normal even voice not caring who heard and smiled. That was what I wanted my first words to say and I practiced it for five minutes first. Master and Sarah looked at me astonished and overjoyed. Master grabbed me, hugged me and kissed me passionately followed by Sarah of course.
We stopped and got the Yoga mats. Sarah and I both got yoga outfits to go with them along with a workout video and matching sneakers. At the jewelry store, Sarah asked if hers could be in silver instead of gold. Master agreed and chose a square tag with 'OWNED' inscribed in Celtic script on one side and 'SARAH' on the other. Sarah also got a ring in silver in which Master placed on her finger. She was now publicly collared to our standards. She was like a kitten playing with a ball of string. She looked longingly at the nipple rings but Master told her no, those aren't for you. I think that was from the influence from Beverly and the way her nipples were configured. I got the hint she was looking at what was beside them, belly rings.
We dropped Sarah off at her apartment, stopped and got groceries on the way back to the condo. I didn't want to talk up a storm just yet but wasn't all that quiet either. The condo seemed a little empty without Sarah being there. Master decided we were going to have tacos for dinner tonight, one of Rikki's favorites. He made us chicken noodle soup and grilled cheese sandwiches for lunch. As the time got closer the more nervous and antsy I had become. So unlike me, sure I had situations like this but never so important. I had to please Master, of course, how could I be so stupid. I wasn't pleasing her, I was pleasing Him. My fears abated after that, everything will be fine I told myself.
Then the fateful knock came at the door. I thought they would have buzzed her up, but they must have known who she was. If that was the case, she probably grilled everyone about me. This wasn't good and I felt a little off.
I squeezed Master's hand for luck as I stood off to the side. He opened the door and I was immediately surprised, she was about three inches shorter than Master and they looked like brother and sister. Their resemblances were unmistakable. She was dressed in designer jeans that looked painted on, four inch beige sandals and a tight off white V-neck blouse that was somewhat see thru. A black pushup bra allowed her to show off in an understated way. Now, I understood what Master was looking for and why he liked my tank tops so well. The uncanny part other than being taller than me, we could actually pass for sisters. Her hair was like mine except she had bangs to one side. She was beautiful and could be a runway model if you ask me.
They hugged and kissed each other on both cheeks. They got their pleasantries out of the way and it was time for my big introduction.
"Sis, this is Jenifer Roberts, the love of my life." Master said introducing her. "Jenifer, this is my little sister, Rikki." Master said finishing the introductions.
"Pleased to meet you Rikki." I said in my new voice trying to keep it even.
"So you are the new gold digging bimbo slut trying to steal the prize?" Rikki stated haughtily. I was aghast at her comment, it took all the strength I could muster to stop from slapping the bitch. That was what she wanted I quickly thought, to get my goat.
"No, I am his loving faithful slave of a cunt, I have you know." I replied just as haughtily staring her down, er, well up in this case, making fun of her at the same time. I was surprised at myself, my voice was real and didn't crack or nothing. It was like I had been talking forever when I said it.
"How are you? and welcome." I said with the same haughtiness but smiling, offering my good hand for a handshake.
Master started to say something then kept quiet as he felt the tension in the air. Rikki started laughing as she took my hand and pulled me to her and gave me a careful hug seeing my arm and kissed both my cheeks.
"Pleased to me you, Jenifer. How did that happen?" Rikki said admirably wondering about the arm.
"Just Jen." I said being comfortable now.
"Holy shit! Rick, is this true? Not at all what I expected. I think you might have an actual winner this time." Rikki said as the contempt was overridden with sudden joy.
Master started laughing so hard it made me wince in pain. Rikki joined him. I just stood there and watched smiling at them. I really wanted to join in but the therapist warned me not to get carried away at first.
"George will be here in a few minutes with my bags as he went to park my car." Rikki said after calming down.
"Coffee Master?" I asked as we had preset the table.
"That would be great." Rikki answered, looking me over carefully this time.
I poured the coffee as George came with her bag and keys. Master thanked him profusely, hung the keys and put the bags in the guest room.
