This is the continuation of the submissive activities of Ginny. You should read some of the earlier entries if you haven't done so, only to familiarize yourself with Ginny and other characters. Please enjoy. Comments are welcome and I even respond to a few if asked.
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Four months later.
It was difficult, even now, for Ginny to recall everything that had happened. It was a shock and something Ginny wasn't prepared for. She sat on her couch, wearing a robe. To most people, sitting on your couch in a robe would be normal. But Ginny had spent the better part of three years naked almost all of the time, even at work. She began to recall the events of that pivotal night.
Ginny always told Mike everything that had happened to her if he wasn't present and she couldn't wait to tell him about her Caribbean experiences. She was disappointed that he wasn't home when she returned.
She undressed, as she was always naked in the house, and waited for Mike to return. Two hours later, she noticed the flashing lights in front of the house. Ginny felt her heart begin to beat faster. But, it was not the heart beat she felt if she was about to used sexually. She saw the officers walk to the door and quickly put on the robe she kept hanging by the door.
It was the worst hour of her life. The policeman explained that a car had jumped the curb by the university where Mike worked and where he had been walking. Mike was struck by the car and had died instantly. The driver was under arrest for driving under the influence.
Ginny was shattered. Mike was always there; to listen, suggest, or plan. She remembered that she tried to think who to call. She called her mother and her parents had rushed over. She called work the next day and explained as best she could to Kathy Bossert, her supervisor and to Scott Hughes, the office manager, that she was going to need time off. They were, of course, very understanding.
Then the funeral and seeing their attorney to go through Mike's will. Mike had planned well. The insurance settlement and savings would be more than enough for Ginny to live on. Their house, her house now, would be free of a mortgage. Financially, Ginny would have no worries.
What had changed, or at least disappeared, was Ginny's desires to be submissive and yield to her need for humiliation and sexual servitude. She stopped being naked at work and around the house but as she sat on the couch, in her robe, the old needs and wants that had been so much a part of her life, began to reemerge. Ginny fought the feelings, thinking that she would be betraying Mike. But, the feelings were growing and there wasn't anything Ginny could do to stop them and now, four months later, Ginny didn't want to stop these reemerging feelings.
Ginny took small steps back into her role as a submissive. She began by being nude at home, but her nudity was confined to her house. She hadn't reverted back to being a naked submissive in the office. She did return to work two months after Mike died and she was asked if she wanted to resume those activities but she put them off and no one at work pressured her.
She was sitting on the couch when the doorbell rang. This would be the first test. Should she put on her robe or answer the door naked. That feeling of submissiveness, the tingling she felt between her legs, all came back as she walked to the door, her robe still hanging on a hook upstairs.
Rachel's face broke into a wide smile when Ginny opened the door.
"Going around naked again, I see." Rachel said as Ginny stepped aside to let Rachel in.
"The old feelings have started to return, maybe not all of them but certainly some of them." Ginny said as she and Rachel walked into the living room. Ginny, who enjoyed Rachel's emerging dominance, thought that the next step back into full time submissiveness was in order. She sat on the comfortable chair as she had often done in the past, and draped her legs over the arms of the chair. She had kept her pussy waxed so when her legs were spread, there was nothing hidden from Rachel's stare.
"I miss your being a sub at work. I hope this means you're returning to your old habits." Rachel said as she sat down.
"It's been difficult. Before, when Mike was alive, he was always there to encourage my need to be submissive, even if he didn't take part all the time. But over the last weeks, Rachel, the feelings have returned, yes, but they are far more, I don't know how to describe it, intense or more involved than they have ever been."
"How are they more intense, Ginny?" Rachel asked.
"Well, you know my history, of being auctioned as a sex slave for a fixed period of time and being a slave on the Island along with Michelle and Gabriela. You also know that I was submissive at work for an hour or so each morning."
"Yes, I know all that and I hope that continues but what is this new type of feeling you're talking about?" Rachel said.
"All those, uh, adventures," Ginny replied, "we're limited. They stopped after a certain length of time. I'm wanting them not to stop. To continue."
"I know I'm somewhat new to this, but I believe what you are describing is sexual slavery and not sexual submission." Rachel responded.
Ginny didn't say anything. She lowered her legs from the chair arm and got on the floor. She then crawled to Rachel and put her head on the floor by Rachel's feet, her ass up in the air. Rachel stood up and began to undress. When she was naked, she sat down on the leather couch and told Ginny to kiss her feet and to suck each of her toes. Ginny instantly obeyed.
As Ginny sucked on each of Rachel's toes and licked the arch of each foot, Rachel asked Ginny if she was ready to return to return work as the naked office submissive. Ginny stopped her oral attention to Rachel's feet and looked up into Rachel's face.
"I am, but Rachel, I need you to know that I want my submission to be more. I knew that when I came home. Mike's death put those thoughts, or needs, on hold. But, they have returned and they are stronger than they have ever been."
"I should have left you on the island." Rachel laughed.
"I wasn't ready for that type of commitment, but now..." Ginny's voice trailed off. "I'm not even sure how to proceed. I was thinking of talking to Jonathan. He may know a solution. But I know I want to come back to work, if only for a short time. I don't need the money. I'm going to talk to Kathy tomorrow."
"We should plan something really special for your return to the office." Rachel said as she began to undress. When she was naked, she sat on the couch and spread her legs. "Lick my pussy, slave!" Rachel commanded. Ginny obeyed.
The next day, Ginny was in Scott Hughes office. She was dressed and standing in front of his desk. Kathy Bossert was seated next to Ginny.
"Ginny, are you certain this is what you want to do? This is pretty intense, even for you." Scott said.
