"Why is it always me?" She whined, half to herself and half out loud.
However unfortunately for her it was well in the earshot of her Master.
He frowned asking her to repeat what she had just said.
Looking straight up at she felt her heart beat a little faster and she straight away noticed the rhythm of her breathing increasing; she deliberately took some deep breaths to calm herself down and replied innocently.
"Nothing Sir, I was talking to myself"
"Well it did not sound like nothing to me girl." He rebuked knowing full well that she had been whining about His treatment of her.
Now realising that she was getting deeper, she changed tactics and meekly looked up at Him.
"I was just wandering if I could ask you a couple of questions Sir."
He nodded slowing giving her His permission.
"Well Sir, I was wondering how come other girls do things and never seem to get into the trouble and I always do? Oh, and how come my punishment is always much more than theirs?"
She now gained confidence in her approach and thought while He was attentive she would keep going.
"and Sir, when will I..."
"STOP!" He said lifting up His hand.
"I believe I gave you permission to ask 2 questions, did I not. It was a correction rather than a question?"
"Yes Sir. I'm sorry Sir." She replied knowing she had pushed too far.
"Now your questions, how come other girls do things and never seem to get into the trouble and you always do and how come your punishment is always much more than theirs?"
"Have I got that right?" He asked settling down in His chair. He smiled at her and motioned for her to come to Him.
He always made her feel safe in His arms. She warmed to Him as He answered her questions.
"The reason My child is because I own your body, I own your mind and I own your love. You gave these to Me when you called Me Master on that day by the sea shore. Do you remember?"
She looked intently at Him thinking how handsome He was and cuddled down into His body as He pulled her closer. He did not wait for her answer but continued talking to her reminiscing of days almost 12 months previous.
He had picked her up from her apartment in town in His red sports car and had driven to His private beach where He parked overlooking the beautiful bay.
"May I get out of the car?" She asked Him wanting to make the day last as long as she could.
"Yes you may" He said nodding His approval and opening the car door Himself to get out and stretch His legs.
I opened the boot of the car and remove a travel rug, folding chair and picnic hamper.