Chapter 8- Tara Ends The long Road
Edited by angel love
Why could I not move on? I loved both Sir David and Karen and they both loved me. One could not ask for a better soul mate than Karen or a better Master than Sir David. They had already assured me that if Sir David became my master that he would treat Karen and I as equals. Karen had assured me that she would harbor no jealousy toward me and would gladly share Sir David, her Master, with me
Every thing a woman like me could ever want was there for the taking. The sex was great. The BDSM was wonderful with either or both of them. They both made me feel alive again. Sir David has the capacity to take care of both of us financially, emotionally, psychologically, and physically, and yet I can't seem to move on and do the logical thing.
Every time I would try to move on my mind would go back to the night I lost Master Carl and Monica. I knew their deaths had been partly my fault and I still carried that guilt. Every time I would try to move on my mind would take me back to that fateful night.
Although I had talked to Sir David and Karen about it, I still couldn't seem to move on. They had both told me that I should not blame myself for their deaths and they were right. It was the driver who killed them not me.
One night Sir David, Karen, and I were talking and I was pouring out my feelings about that night and how hard it was to move on even though I knew I should. We had never discussed all of the specifics of that night but Sir David decided to pry it out of me. So with Karen listening I began to relive that night as Sir David questioned me.
"Tara, tell me what happed that night."
"Well Sir, the three of us had a common checking account that we could all draw out of."
"So you could write checks and take money out?"
"Yes Sir."
"So what happened?"
"Well when we took money out we were supposed to write it down in the checkbook especially if we took cash out of the bank."
"Sounds logical. So I take it you took money out of the account?"
"Yes Sir to pay some bills."
"Did you write it down like you were supposed to?"
"No Sir. I just plain forgot."
"So than what happened?"
"Well Master Carl and Monica not knowing I had taken the money out both wrote checks thinking we had more money in the account."
"Let me guess a check bounced?"
"Well actually several ones bounced including ones that Master Carl had given to friends."
"Uh-oh, not good at all."
"No Sir. It was bad enough that we were overdrawn and got bank charges, but Master Carl was embarrassed in front of his friends. Both he and Monica would have to straighten out the mess I had created."
"Ok, so then what?"
"Well I knew I was in big trouble as Master Carl was quite angry with me, as was Monica."
"Go on."
"Master Carl told me I was going to be spanked by he and Monica that night."
"Did Master Carl spank you a lot?"
"No Sir and only when I deserved it, but when I deserved it I really got it good from him."
"Did he spank Monica as well?"
"Oh yes Sir, if she was bad, she got a good sound spanking as well."
"Why was Monica going to spank you that night also?"
"Well a lot of times when I was really bad, I would be spanked by him and by Monica."
"Would you spank Monica when she was bad?"
"Sometimes yes, when Master Carl thought she needed to be spanked by both of us."
"I assume you girls were a little easier on each other?"
"Oh no Sir. Master Carl insisted that when the other one was spanking one of us, that the one doing the spanking should really spank hard. He told us that if we didn't spank the other one hard that we would both get it from him and worse."
"Ok novel idea. I'll have to remember that. So go on with your story."
"Well Master Carl never spanked us when he was angry, so he and Monica went out for a ride and I never saw them again."