Chapter 9
Family Fun & More
I got home around six and spent the next hour just relaxing. I had given very careful thought to how this night was going to go and if all went to plan I was going to need all my energy.
Savannah showed up right on time and she was a true vision. She wore a simple black dress that was cut square across the neck and hugged all of her curves in just the right way. It came to about 6 inches above her knees to show her legs to their best advantage and was sleeveless, with a zipper up the back. To this classically simple garment she added a simple string of rose-colored pearls and matching pearl earrings. They stood out nicely against the dark material. Her hair was brushed out and was capturing the highlights of the setting sun so it almost looked like she'd worn a saintly crown. Her makeup was a bit more pronounced tonight and that was the one element I was not totally thrilled with. That would have to change but it really did very little damage to the overall appearance. She was gorgeous.
I invited her in and led her to the den without as much as a kiss hello. It was time to give her what she asked for and somehow I doubted it would be quite the way she had hoped.
"Have a seat." The coldness of my greeting was having the effect I'd hoped for. She was definitely off balance and worried.
"I want you to listen without interrupting. When I'm done I will ask you one and only one question. Think carefully before you answer as it will be the only time you are offered this choice."
She was starting to get a sense of what was coming and as I looked inside I saw her getting excited. It would be interesting to see if her excitement would be maintained.
"You have asked me to take you as my slave and I have spent a great deal of time considering that request. I may be prepared to grant it based on a number of conditions."
"First, if I agree to take you as my slave I will own you. You will have no will of your own. I will tell you what to do, where to go, how to dress, when to eat, when to sleep, who to fuck and how to fuck them. In short, you will become my property; my play thing."
"Second, since I will own you I will also own everything you now own. You will sign everything over to me and I will do with it as I please. You will be stripped of everything."
A quick read told me this was starting to sound a bit too intense for her.
"Third, you will quit your job. You will have no need to work for anyone or at anything other than what I decide will be pleasing to me. I may put you to work in my office or I may just leave you chained up in my dungeon until I have need of you."
"Fourth, I will put you through a very intense, painful and demeaning training program. I have not decided what type of slave I will turn you into but I am certain that I will be using and sharing you with others. Whatever fate I choose for you will be met with your absolute commitment to succeed."
"Now, and remember to take your time before answering, do you still want me to take you?"
By this time she was ringing her hands and grinding her teeth. As I looked inside I could see a full-fledged battle between wanting to accept everything I offered and running away as fast and a far as possible. I really didn't know how this was going to turn out and while I could have influenced her response I decided not to. If she said yes it had to be her decision alone or I would never truly feel comfortable with what I was going to do to her.
The battle was coming down to one question. She wanted to know if I would ever really love her if she became my slave or would she be nothing more than a thing I played with. If it were possible for there to be love she would give everything up for that chance. If she were destined to be nothing more than an object then she would have to say no.
"May I ask a question?" The tension in her voice was almost choking her. I on the other hand remained calm and determined, almost cold.
"Yes you may."
"I love you. I will always love you. I want to be yours as completely as possible and that's why I offered myself to you as your slave. I can't imagine a better way to demonstrate my love than to give myself over to you. I created the room in my basement just for you and never considered sharing it with anyone else. But, I'm scared. I'm scared that you will think of me differently if I do this. I'm afraid you won't be able to love me. I think it would kill me if I gave you everything and lost you at the same time. I don't know how to ask this but I guess I just want to know if you could love me as your slave or would I just become some kind of object you owned and used."
I let her hang for a few beats before I responded.
"I love you too and I truly believe I will always love you. However, I will also use you. If you give yourself to me I will take full advantage of you. I will treat you like an object. I will abuse and embarrass you at times. I will make you do things that you'd never imagined doing and I will teach you to love all of it. By the time I'm done with you, you will be a very different person but I will still love you. I think the real question you should be asking is will you be able to love yourself. Will you be able to love that inner you you've kept so well hidden or will you be repulsed by it as I bring it out into the light of day and begin to nurture it?"
She didn't hesitate this time.
"I've looked long and hard at these feelings ever since I began tutoring you. The side of me that wants to be so completely dominated is as much a part of who I am as the side I show the world every day. I can't deny that this is a real part of who I am and I have become comfortable with that part of me. I've become convinced that I need to let this side of me free. I've felt so bottled up until now that I don't think I've ever really been happy. If I can release this beast inside me and still have your love I really believe I will finally be truly happy."
She was crying softly now and as I watched her tears roll down her cheeks I knew I would always love her. No matter how I chose to use her that would not change.
"Listen to me carefully. I will always love you and giving yourself to me would truly be a gift beyond any I could hope for. However, there will be times when what I do to you makes you doubt that love. There will be times, especially in the early days of your training where you will regret giving yourself to me. None of that can be helped if you are to be a true slave. If you have the strength to bear these times then say yes. I you have doubts then please say no. I meant what I said before. If you say yes this will be the last time you will have a choice."
I actually wondered if I really did want her to say no. If she said yes I would not take half measures in her training. There would be times we both regretted taking this path but I would follow it relentlessly and I would drag her along if necessary.
If she said no we could still be lovers and friends. I might not have as much time for her and we would never be as close as we would be if I became her Master, but we could still have fun. I almost wished she would say no.