"you have no respect for the process...the protocol...the D/s...the word Master has no meaning...you take this way too lightly...as if it were a game..."
Those words...those honest, hard to read words...stung her to her very core.
Never had she thought about what she was doing in that way. Never had she realized the consequences of her actions.
And never had she wanted so much to prove Him wrong.
she was given the way back. 31 days, 31 emails, 100 words each. DO NOT MISS ONE.
And come hell or high water, she gave it her all...writing...learning...growing...
She submitted her mind and her inhibitions to her desires and with His well-thought assignment, she was learning how to become the person she was meant to be.
No more games. No more missed meetings or lame excuses. No longer would she hide under the security blanket of fear. No longer would she disrespect Him, His time or His Dominance.
Until she did.
"you are in trouble little girl"
her heart sank. she hadn't meant to, but the night got away from her. Day 17. she had made it to Day 17 and now she was to start again. Day 1.
Heart broken, she continued.
Always a teacher, He offered her a chance to improve her grade.
They were to meet in three days. For two days He remained quiet. she wrote feverishly, her only mission - to show Him just how serious she was.
"you will get out of your car and come to Me...you will have nothing on your mind but Me...not the surroundings...or your phone...or the traffic...or the rain...just Me...your Master."
she fretted the night before. It had been so long since they last met. she had caused so much disappointment.
What would He think? What would He say to her? What would He make her do?
she knew she would do so much to prove things to Him...but she also knew that He was aware of just how to punish her.
For He owned her mind far before He owned her body. He knew her thoughts and worries...He knew what would make her uncomfortable and what she would dread to do.
The morning they were to meet came up quickly. she barely slept the night before and when she did, nightmares took over her dreams.
she awoke a half hour early, the excitement of seeing Him and the anxiety of what He would do building inside her.
she was so nervous, bumping into things and forgetting this and that from her morning routine.
Such a public place...what would He do?
Freshly washed, curled and clean, she set out on her way. she had to stop once on the drive there, taking deep breaths and calming her mind. Excitement and anxiety are a very powerful mix.
her hands gripped the wheel tightly as the location grew closer.
It's been so long since she's seen Him...what will He think?
