There was an instant connection between them from the moment they laid eyes on each other. It took Daniel a longer while to fall in love with her, but as of this day, he couldn't imagine life without her.
She'd saved him from a horrible depression. His life was so meaningless to him. He was very young when they met three years ago. He never finished high school. Somehow things just never went in his favor. So, to cover up all the pain, he used drugs. Till the day he met her, drugs were the only euphoric sensation he'd ever felt.
She turned all that around for him. She took him in, gave him love and support, fed him and gave him guidance in everything he did. She taught him responsibility for his own life, and above all, she taught him the true meaning of love.
When they first met and she'd take him into her dungeon to play, he reveled in the highs he attained when his endorphins soared. The flogging and bondage scenes seemed to set him free. But then he fell in love, and realized that it wasn't about fighting the pain, nor even giving into it. It was about her, and giving himself to her. It was about all of his emotional pain leaving him while he was in her control. He realized that when she had him bound, she cared enough about him to take his pain away from him, and replace it with love.
The energy exchange between them was explosive. He had learned to fully trust her. They'd both always been considered a little twisted by society's standards. Their fetish for blood play and their talk about death play stayed between them when they had their private talks in the bedroom. They both felt the rush of adrenaline when they discussed edge play and it would always end in some form of a passionate, exhaustive lovemaking scene.
She'd taken him as far as binding him up with needle corsets. She often ended their sexual escapades with choking him almost to the point of passing out as he came. She even cut her name and several symbols into his flesh.
"Wow, that's so hot." He thought as he remembered feeling the hot blood dripping down his back as the scalpel cut into his skin. He remembered losing consciousness, but not falling into deep sleep. Instead, he imagined himself on the beach, listening to the waves crashing on the sand, holding her hand. He pictured the setting sun touching the horizon and kissing her ever so gently. She held him and made him feel safe. No one made fun of him while he was with her. He felt secure and comforted with her. In fact, he felt so dedicated to her that he knew he would do anything for this beautiful woman.
"I love you." He said with a gleam in his eye as she passed by him that morning to get her morning coffee. He was preparing her breakfast while she was dressing.
"Mmmm, baby, I love you, too." She said as she pecked him on the cheek then patted the skin to set the kiss in. "Smells good, what are we having today?"
"I'm making a special breakfast for you this morning. Happy birthday, Mistress." He replied.
"Ah, you remembered." She said. "I'm glad. You are so special to me. And because of that, I've got some special plans worked out for us today. I have a big surprise for you."
He flipped the cheese omelet in the skillet and turned around to face her. "What do you mean a surprise for me? It's your birthday."
"Oh yes, but these plans are special for the both of us. Do you trust me?" She asked.
"Of course, Mistress. I'd do anything for you." He beamed.
She returned his smile and they both sat down to breakfast. He waited for her to sit first, then he followed.
When they were finished, he did the dishes while she packed a bag for the both of them. Then they headed off for downtown.
Although they lived in the big city of Las Vegas, he really only lived there for her. She was a city girl and loved the glamour of the lights and nightlife. He really pined for the view of country and missed the open fields, snow and mountains. So as they passed downtown, he thought they were going to spend the day adventuring through the noisy casinos. However, she kept driving till they left the city.
He was on pins and needles by this point, wondering where she was taking them. He watched through the window, holding her hand as the scenery changed. He did love nature. Eventually, the soft motion of the car put him to sleep. When he awoke, he realized they were in Arizona. "Wow, I didn't realize we had driven so far." He said. "I'm sorry I fell asleep."
"It's perfectly fine, I know you work really hard for me at home and you deserve an extra little nap on occasion." She said.
They drove to a spot that was completely desolate, but breathtakingly beautiful. The brown and tan mountains in the background were stunning. It was a gorgeous day...not too cold, but still enough for a light jacket.
As they got out of the car, he retrieved her bag, and noticed that it had quite a bit of weight to it. He didn't question anything. She usually hid toys in her bag for their adventures and his heart raced at the thought of playing out here in nature under the sky with the possibility of getting caught.
She took a blanket from the car and they both walked quite a distance till they reached the spot. They set their items down and walked a few feet away. It was one of the greatest sites he'd ever seen. The Grand Canyon sprawled out beyond them for miles. He caught his breath and reached out for her, putting his arm around her. "It's so beautiful. I can't imagine a better view...you and this."
"I thought you might like this." She smiled. "I thought it would be nice to get out of that stuffy old dungeon and do some play here in the open space of nature. I know how much you like the thought of that."
"Thank you, Mistress. You are so good to me. I'm lucky to be with you."
She grabbed his hand and they headed back towards the blanket. He spread out the blanket while she unpacked their lunch. Next to the sandwiches she laid various lengths of rope and canes. She'd carefully placed them there for his imagination to take him wherever he wanted to go. They sat down and ate a wonderful lunch she'd had catered for the both of them.
"I know your life hasn't been easy, Daniel. And I know that we've discussed many times how much we love each other. I know that you said I've changed your life and given you something to live for as well. We seem to have come to the point in our lives where we're comfortable. I'm glad to see that you've grown so much and become a stable person. It's been wonderful watching you grow. The only problem I have with that is that it's become much too complacent for me. I see that you've become the person I had intended for you to become. I'm a bit bored now that there's no more challenge in our relationship."
He looked confused. He couldn't understand why she would set up such a wonderful event just to bring him here to break up with him. "I've only done what you've asked me to do, Mistress. I am glad that you were able to help me straighten out my life. I'm not sure where you're going with this."
"I love you, Daniel. You know that. I love you more than anything or anyone I know. I can't imagine you being with anyone else. It would just break my heart." She said. As she was having this conversation, she had pulled out the rope and was tying him up. He was so stunned at what she was saying, he hardly even noticed she was gently taking off his jacket and shirt and binding him at the time. He always did go into sub space easily when the rope was on him. All he could do was follow her face, trying to read what she was trying to say.
By this time, she had his hands firmly tied behind his back and was beginning to take off his jeans to do a rope harness around his ankles. It was tight so that he couldn't get out of the rope, but enough length that he was going to be able to walk in it. She tied a harness around his chest and waist and secured his hands behind his back to his waist. He began to shiver slightly.
