The Perfect Scene

To My found Master that is kind, caring and understand.

May I make you proud with all you teach me,

By Christina Thomson

I come in and follow our protocols, I disrobe, thinking it's just another typical day of our fun and pleasure, anticipating the sweet release that only you can bring me. It's been a long week and I just want to not think about anything. You're dressed in black jeans with a nice black button-up shirt, with the sleeves rolled up. You look more handsome than usual and smell amazing. It's about 5 o'clock and you take my hand and lead me to the bathroom, where you have run a bath for me. Lit candles around the tub, music playing on a speaker softly, the smell of roses in the air. I look around, next to the sink, I see a beautiful vase with fully bloomed, red roses, the candles lighting up the petals. I smile and hug you; it's been so long since I had a nice relaxing bath or even flowers.

You help me in the tub, as I slowly sink into the hot water, you run your hand through my hair, brushing it out of my face, looking deep in my eyes. There's a chair next to the tub where you sit and tell me to relax, we talk about the day enjoying our conversation. You have me lay on my back, so my hair gets wet, you take pleasure in seeing my body submerged in the water. You fill your hand with shampoo, and you wash and massage my head. "Rinse." You say, and I obey, looking up at you, at your caring face and your deep eyes. I never known such freedom as I feel with you.

You use a sponge and slowly start washing my body, one hand and up my arm to my shoulder then to my breast, softly then slowly squeezing it, harder as I close my eyes, the wonderful pain you give me, feeling you flowing into me. A moan escapes my lips, as you slide to the other breast and wrap your hand around it, squeezing hard so everything is even, as you like it. To the other arm then down my side to my stomach and down to my soft pussy lips. You play a little with my clit, teasing me slightly. I want more, but you just caress the opening, feeling the juices even in the water, coming from my pussy. As you move down my legs, you finish washing and feeling my body.

Another command to stand as you grab a towel and dry me. You stand, tell me to brush my hair and get light makeup on, you'd be right back. I finish my task and I sit naked in the chair awaiting your next command, I think... My Sir, YES, he is....my Master, loving, caring Master, that I've waited so long for.

You come back and I stand back up in presentation stance, you present me with a beautiful box, all wrapped up with a beautiful red bow. You tell me to open it as you sit back down smiling, watching my face as I open it. There's a beautiful black gown in the box, I set the box on the counter, and I pull the dress out. It has a low cut in the front, long tail, sleeveless with small straps. I'm smiling at the fact that it's what you've picked for me, a wonderful gift. There's also a pair of satin panties that are a deep rose red, matching the flowers you had picked out for me, thigh high nylons and a black garter, accompany. You instruct me to get dressed. As you watch, I feel your eyes over my body, knowing that you have earned my submission, my trust, that you only want the best for me, to protect the soft girl hiding deep within me that no one else sees.

You remember those first days, the shattered, broken woman that entered your chambers. Pride flashes in your eyes, "She has come so far." You think to yourself. I finish dressing and you instruct me to kneel in front of you. My hands on your knees as you like, as you've trained me. You look deep into my eyes, a contact that I avoided for so long no longer a hindrance. You pull out a smaller box, you open it in front of me. Inside is a collar that you have chosen for me, a beautiful silver chain, with a heart-shaped lock and key. The lock has black leather with words on it. You hand it to me to look at, the words in silver shine in the candlelight. "What does it say," you ask. I read it to you..." You are mine." You lift my chin, so my eyes can meet yours again, "Are you ready now?" Tears of joy fill my eyes, and quietly I say, "Yes Sir," and ever so slowly, "yes, my Master, I am now. Thank you, Sir." You take the most wonderful piece of jewelry I've ever held, back and unlock it, putting it around my neck and locking it back up, claiming me as yours. "Your mine now, you're not alone anymore." I throw my arms around you not ever wanting to let go.

You stand and pull me to my feet again, taking my hand and saying, "We are going out to celebrate." I follow as you lead me out the door to the jeep, where you open the door and help me in. You drive to a place unknown to me, a large house I've never been to before. You come around open the door of the jeep where I sit waiting, another part of my training that took a while. You lead me by my hand inside a beautiful home to find others from our community waiting for us to arrive. Nan is there, dressed in similar attire to me, a beautiful black dress, but with sleeves. Les is there looking dapper as always. Many others that you know are there, looking to you as a trusted community leader. I look around the room, where I see my slaves and subs all looking at us with admiration. Two strong people in the community. Looking up to you as the one and only Master in my life. They all know that you've been the best thing to come into my life.

Everyone starts clapping, Nan comes and embraces me as a sister. Les comes to you and says, "Thank you, for taking care of her and giving her someone to trust and respect." Others follow, congratulating us, shaking your hand, saying little things like; "We didn't think it could be done, she's a handful." As you laugh and spoke," It wasn't easy, but I saw what lie beneath."

As the night moved on and music played, dinner was served, and the sun set in brilliant reds and pinks. You leave my side for a moment and return with a bell. You ring it, commanding everyone's attention. Silence befalls the room, "It's time." is all you say. People start filing down the hall as you grab my hand, lifting me to my feet once again. Following as a good girl does, without questioning where you are taking me.

I'm led into a room that reminds me of a great hall of a glorious church. Candles and pillars line the room, illuminating a black and red St. Andrew's Cross, with red leather restraints hanging on it. A table with floggers of various sizes, whips and dragon tails. Paddles of different shapes, nipple clamps, many sizes of Wartenberg wheels, and one of my favorites, the vampire gloves. A neon wand with the flail I customized laying there as well.

You ask everyone to gather around, they circle around us, where they can all see me as I stand tall next to you. You instruct me to face and look at you, I do as I am told. Staring in my eyes once again, you slowly slide the straps from my shoulders letting the dress slip from my frame falling to the floor as everyone's eyes are on us. You say one word, "Position," I move into place, in front of the cross as you slide your hands over my body. Nan and my beautiful slave, Austin, proceed to bind my ankles as you bind my wrists with the soft leather and pull my arms to the cross and latch them on. You bend over and kiss my neck, giving me goose bumps.

First you adorn the vampire gloves you have made, lightly caressing my body as I slightly moan at your touch, whimpers escaping my lips knowing what is to come. Harder you push...as my body starts moving under the pressure, redness appearing under the points of the claws. You know what this does to me, so you push harder until scratches are visible. You know your subordinate...you push harder until small drops of blood appear down my sides and back. You stand behind me and bring your claw ridden hands around to my breast and squeeze hard, you move one to my neck.

Moans and whimpers of pleasure come from me, kissing my neck again as you squeeze harder. My knees are starting to weaken, my head tingling, my body feels wonderful at the warmth of your arm wrapped around me and claws tightening around my neck. My head is starting to tingle as the blood is restricted. The harder you grasp my throat, making me breath hard. You know I love this. Taking me just to the edge of passing out. You release my neck and I look back and smile at you.

You whisper in my ear for me to lift my right heel, as I do I feel metal on my skin. "Other foot" you say, more metal... You slowly slide back as the hum of the neon wand comes on. I feel cool strands of the flail touching my back, the pulse getting stronger. Everyone is watching, but, here, and now, it feels as though it's only you and me, my Master and His newly collared sub, the Sadist and His Masochist.

The strands of electricity stinging oh so good as you run it up and down my flesh. Flashes of light between my skin and the strands as the power goes up, gasps from the spectators as the sounds of the electricity gain more intensity. You take one hand and start so gently playing with my nipples, my breathing gets heavier with every touch of your large hands as the power flows through breast.

Beneath your pants, you feel stirring of growth, you bring the chains over my shoulder, so you can push against me from behind. The chains dangle sharply on my breast. As you push against me, I feel the pleasure I'm causing you from the pain of your touch. You slide your electrified hand down my tummy, down to my wet pussy as your fingers causes me to jump as the power touches my clit.

Laughter from behind us as you smile in such delights. I want you, I want more, "Please!" is all I could manage to get out. "All in good time my little pain slut, all in good time." You say as you pull away.

My breathing starts to slow again in your absence. I try to look for you, "No!!!" I think, "that's bad" ...as you come over the top of my head with a mask! "This is for you, my love." All this time you haven't let me have it. "Why now?" goes through my head. But I dare not ask, questioning why you do what you do to me, it's all for my good, is all I know. You've never made me think otherwise.

Trusting you, I feel the coolness of leather lightly tapping at my back, harder and harder as, again, my body feeling the pain that has saved me from myself so many times before. But now, now it's sheer and utter enjoyment, the rhythmic beating sending me deeper and deeper into sub-space. Two floggers wielded by my Dom, harder and harder until my body writhes under the pleasure of the extensions of your power. My body is in ecstasy as I start cummings, my juices flowing, dripping below, a small puddle at feet... "No. you don't." My Masters voice breaks through the space I'm in. Again lighter, softer thumping, bring me back again.

CRACK!!!...a silence from everyone that's been muttering around me, another SNAP... as my body jumps as a dragon tail hits my back. A sharp cry escapes me, as my knees give out and I just hang there. Another one strikes my back leaving the V shaped mark visible. Over and over, sharp marks laid on my body, allowing me to be free from all thoughts.

Your enjoyment is growing, seeing me there, helpless to move as you beat me. Whip after whip, cry after cry, heightening both our bond to one another, "Thank you. Sir, may I have more please, Sir?" Tonight, there's no turning back I'm truly His and He, mine. No other will claim me. You lay the tail down and again you walk up behind me, my back stinging, your touch startles me. I shake under your hands going around my waist. "Mine, always." You say in my ear, loud enough for all to hear.

I'm completely limp, the intensity of the scene has me moaning in extasy. Now, I feel your rock-hard cock slip in my pussy, soaking your shaft. In and out slowly to start, then as hard and deep thrusts as possible, I push into you, wanting to have as much of you in me as I could take. In one fluid motion, you shove your entirety in my ass, screams of complete submission come into existence. Your cock so hard, so big, I start tightening around his cock "May I, Master?" I scream. "Please, Sir, may I cum?!!!!" Another thrust deeper in my ass, "Yes, my good girl, you may."

At the same time, as I start squirting, I feel it for the first time, my Masters hot juices, filling me up. We are truly of one power, one soul, as we meld together, your arms around me. You keep going, more and more of you in me, more of me flooding down our legs. Never have either of us felt this before, true and complete energy exchange. One final embrace from your powerful arms before you pull out.

I go limp, shaking as you step back, your legs are almost as weak as mine. "One last thing for you my beauty," as you take the mask off, and one of the slaves helps you sit down next to the cross in a waiting chair.

One after another, you instruct my slaves, subs and bitches take their turns filling my soaked, dripping pussy to its limits. As I hang there being serviced and filled, you look in my eyes with love and respect. Knowing now that it was no longer our bodies that were what were together. Our power and strength were one, our souls mingling together. Nothing or no one would ever change that. This is what I was looking for the whole my whole life, the thing you didn't know was possible, truly spiritual moment between us, you believed in us, and I in you, power equals.

The End

I hope you have enjoyed this, Sir. Hopefully one day.