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It had only been a few hours since he dropped me off. I was a mess. I had barely made it through the door and just dropped to the floor, I haven’t moved since. I turned my phone off and sat there wondering what Sir’s words meant. There was a knock on the door, I just ignored it. Another knock.
“Miss, miss are you there?”
“Charles?”
“Yes miss.”
“It’s open just come in.”
He walks in carrying a bag and drops it on the floor when he sees me, standing there just staring at me.
“Charles you can go, I’m fine. I assume those are my things, thank you for bringing them to me.”
“No Miss, your things are still where you left them. I was told to bring these to you, it is the things I was to have on your return. Miss I don’t know what happened other than what you told me, but I’ve never seen him like this. You know I can not ask him but will you tell me, did you end things?”
“What! NO! It was not me Charles. He said he couldn’t be near me right now and practically dumped me out here.”
“I see. I’m going back now, is there a message for him?”
“No, I don’t think anything I say will do any good. But thank you. “
He stands there just staring at me for a moment, picks the bag up and sits it next to me before he leaves. Why did he send me the bag? He doesn’t want to be near me so why pamper me? I decide to look to see what he had done. As I pull the items from the bag, the tears come back harder. A new garter, nylons, matching bras and panties, bath oil, massage oil, candles, a silk robe, and an empty box. It’s square, black and lined with satin, and there’s a form of a circle in the satin. So where are the contents of the box? I look through everything again and can find nothing. Why would he give me an empty box that something had clearly been in? Well I might as well enjoy the oils.
As I am sitting in the tub, my mind wanders, replaying every moment of the trip. What started out with him in a playful mood that I had never seen ended abruptly with him in a mood I hoped to never see again, even if it meant never seeing him again. The thought of that brought me back to tears. Get a grip I tell myself, you were fine before him and you’ll be fine again. The water has gone cold and I climb out and begin to dry myself off. As the towel rubs my chest my nipples harden, I look down and think about how his mouth feels on them. I rub my hand across them, already missing his touch. I reach down and pull the towel up my leg, stopping at my crotch, pulling the towel between legs, it feels soft but a little rough at the same time as I slide my hand down and am very surprised that even as upset as I am, thinking about him, I am wet. I finish drying off, and pull the robe on. It feels amazing against my skin. I go sit on the edge of my bed and just stare at the new garter. Black, his favorite color, with a tiny pink bow right in the front center. I close my eyes thinking about the look he would give me when he saw it on me for the first time. I lay back, not realizing that I’m fingering myself until I feel my clit starting to throb. I work my fingers inside my pussy, and curse him at the same time. My legs pull up as if on cue as I start grinding against my own hand just before I cum. It’s a different feeling than when he makes me cum, not as intense but feels good just the same. Might as well get used to that feeling I tell myself. I’m startled by a knock on the door.
I pull the robe closed and tie the sash as I walk to the door. I ask who’s there but no one answers. I wait for a minute and hear nothing so I turn to go back to my room. Another knock. I return to the door, asking again who’s there. No response.
“Look whoever you are I am not in the mood for pranks so please just leave me alone!”
Loud and with much attitude hoping whomever it is gets the picture. I turn again to walk away.
“Baby girl.”
So soft I could barely hear it. My heart pounds in my chest. I want to run away and to him at the same time. So many emotions, I don’t know what to do.
“Baby girl, please open the door.”
He sounds so lost, so defeated. I open the door with intention of not letting him near me.
“Come in if you like.”
“Thank you. The robe looks amazing on you, but I knew it would. Did you like the other gifts.”
“They are very nice thank you, you didn’t have to do that, and you certainly did not have to send them over considering what’s happened.”
“What has happened? Is there something I don’t know?”
“Seriously? You’re going to stand there and pretend you didn’t just dump me out and leave me here after telling me you couldn’t be near me? What are you doing here? Just tell me and let’s get this over with.”
The man standing in front of me does not resemble the man I love at all. He seems timid almost. I’ve never seen him cry, but it looks like he could at any moment. He steps toward me and I step back.
“Baby girl, please can we sit down, I have much I need to say, much you need to hear, and when I’m done if you want me to leave I will. Please.”
“Fine, just don’t touch me.”
The look on his face almost cuts me like a knife. I have struck a nerve and I know it. Normally it would get me spanked, but there’s no indication that spanking me is on his mind at all. I sit on the sofa, and he starts to sit beside me but shifts over to sit on the coffee table facing me. His hand reaches out to touch my leg and I pull it away. His head drops.
“I deserve that. After what I did to you. I want you to know I never meant to take it that far, you should have used the safe-word, I would have stopped. But you didn’t and I kept going, when I looked up and saw the tears on your face it broke my heart. Yes you’ve have had them before but they were different this time some how. You have no idea how seeing you like that effected me. I have been trying to ignore my feelings for you and in that instant I could no longer ignore them., you are more than just my fuck toy baby girl. I’ve never let myself get so attached to a sub before, the thought of losing you, I can’t deal with that.”
“So what, you thought sending me gifts would make it all better. Make me tell you its ok and just let you back between my legs? And what was the damn empty box supposed to be?”
“What box? But no I didn’t think sending you gifts would make it better. Nothing will ever excuse or be payment enough for what I did.”
“Oh so I am nothing more than a slut you can pay off now?”
“No, No, No, damnit baby girl why are you twisting my words!!!!”
I can see how frustrated he is, and while I will never admit it, I want nothing more than his arms around me right now. I have shifted on the couch and the robe has fallen away from my leg. I look up to notice that he notices this and his hand his moving toward me. His hand is on my thigh and my hand on his, our eyes lock for a moment before I push it away. Secretly wishing that hand was inside me.
“May I see the box you asked about?”
Not knowing why he wants it I see no harm in it. I tell him it’s on my bed and he can go get it. He doesn’t say a thing and walks to my room. After a few minutes he has not returned so I go to see what he is doing. I find him on the floor, box in his lap, head hung, hands in tight fists. I walk closer to him, my feet right beside him and he doesn’t move. I squat down beside him, take his chin in my hand and lift it up to look in his eyes. He has tears, real tears. My heart breaks. He jerks his head from my hand and turns away. I stand up on sit the edge of bed, robe falling open as I do.
“I did not want you to see me this way baby girl.”
“See you what way, emotional, being a real man instead of just my dom?”
“Yes.”
“And what is it about that damn box that has you so upset?”
He reminded me of when we first were together, the reading he gave me to do on the lifestyle, the symbolism of objects. It hit me, the box had contained a collar. So he had planned to collar me. That was a huge step and one he had told me would never happen. But why is he reacting this way?
“So you changed your mind, I am not worthy of your collar, it’s not an issue, I never expected one any way. You were very clear from the beginning that would never happen. And since it hasn’t happened I don’t see why you’re so upset. After all you didn’t want to be near me if I remember your words from the cabin correctly.”
He stands up and turns around, there is now anger in his eyes. He grabs me by the shoulders.
“Don’t you understand what I’m saying at all! Damnit baby girl, I do want to collar you, more than I have ever wanted anything, you have managed to worm your cute little ass into my heart, a place I swore no woman would ever go. Seeing the pain that I caused you last night broke my heart. It has never gotten to me like that when a sub reacted in such a way. But you! You make me so confused sometimes. You give me everything and ask nothing of me except to fuck you senseless. I can not control you. “
“But you do. Yes I give you everything, I want to please you. And yes I may disobey at times, but only because I know how much you enjoy giving me discipline, it is part of who you are, who we are. I know you will never return the feelings, it’s not how you are wired Sir, but I love you. Yes last night went to a very bad place, but I knew you would take care of me, the way you always do.’
“What did you say?”
“I said I knew you would take care of me….”
“No, not that, before that, what did you say?”
I am confused, I didn’t even realize I said it, I sit trying to remember. He’s practically begging now, repeating himself over and over. He is frustrated that I will not say it again.
“DAMNIT baby girl, did I imagine it or did you say you love me?”
Silence. Tension so thick I can feel it, my mouth is dry, I don’t know if he thought it was a good thing or if it will send him running if I say again. So I decide to use my cute little ass to help me out. I slide further back on the bed, open my legs, and my arms reach up to him. He’s shaking his head no, but he leans over so that his face is inches from mine but he’s just hovering over me. I start to laugh.
“What’s so funny baby girl.”
“You, Sir, can be so damn stubborn.”
My legs reach up and wrap around his waist pulling him down on top of me as I kiss him. He’s trying to push away, or at least make a good show of it, when I feel his fingers plunge into me finding me wet. I know this pleases him as he tries to hide the smile he has.
“I said, I love you Sir, now will you please just fuck me.”
He answers me the best way I could have imagined. His tongue softly on my nipples, his fingers buried in my pussy, thumb on my clit, cock hard and pressing against my leg. It doesn’t even take a full minute before I cum for the first time. He moans loudly and pulls his mouth away, looking in my eyes.
“I’m going to let that one slide seeing as I know now that I will have you forever, but you better ask for the next one.”
He slides his fingers out and stands up to remove his pants, as I move my hand down and start fingering myself. Never taking my eyes off his. He starts to lean in and I spread open for him when he grabs my hips and flips me over, smacking my ass hard before slamming his cock into me.
“You wanted to be fucked remember.”
“Yes Sir, I do. Please. Fuck. Me. Hard.”
Both hands pressing me down, cock slamming into me hard, balls slapping my ass. I know it won’t be long for either of us, I can feel my pussy clamping down hard on his cock and I know he feels it. He slows his thrusts, but makes sure every one is deep and rubbing against my g spot. I ask him to let me cum, he tells me no. Thrusting harder and faster I hear that growl starting, and as soon as I feel his hot cum shooting into me I get the command I’ve been waiting for and I cum harder than I have in months. He slides his cock out of me and turns me over, without saying a word he comes to put his knees on either side of my head and slides his cock in my mouth. My eyes locked on his, watching him watch me suck his cock. I bring my hands up to cup his balls and stroke him while my tongue works the head the way likes, with circles and light sucking. I feel his balls contracting and know he is going to cum again and I stroke faster, and pull his cock deep into my throat. He reaches down to grab my head lifting it up so that he can fuck my mouth and he starting to cum again. He pulls out of my mouth and lets his cock trail down my chest stopping just over my clit as he begins to slowly just rub against me. That feeling drives me crazy and he knows it. He smiles and slides further down. Sucking my clit hard, sliding his fingers in and out of me slowly. He’s in no hurry. He brings me to the edge before pulling away to look at me, the look I give him tells him its ok. He edges me over and over again, every time looking into my eyes to see how I am. When he sees that look changing, he starts sucking hard and his fingers plunge into my pussy and ass fast until I cum hard, covering his arm. He comes up and lays beside me, pulling me close with my head on his chest. His arms wrapped around me.
“Baby girl?”
“Yes Sir?”
“I need you to get something, can you release me for a minute.”
I giggle.
“Release you?”
“Yes release me, because I never want you to let me go.”
I roll away from him as he reaches down and picks up his pants, handing them to me.
“What am I supposed to do with these?”
“Reach into the front left pocket, pull out what you find.”
A slim leather choker, black, with a small pink bow in the center. To match your garter he says as he takes it from my hand.
“Before I put this on you, I need to tell you that you are more to me than just my submissive baby girl. You are my life. I will test and push your limits. I will take care of you and you will serve me. But I will also love you until I take my last breath.”
I couldn’t say a word as he put the collar on me. I never imagined he would love me. My answer back to him was short, sweet and exactly what he wanted to hear.
“Yes Sir.”
“Miss, miss are you there?”
“Charles?”
“Yes miss.”
“It’s open just come in.”
He walks in carrying a bag and drops it on the floor when he sees me, standing there just staring at me.
“Charles you can go, I’m fine. I assume those are my things, thank you for bringing them to me.”
“No Miss, your things are still where you left them. I was told to bring these to you, it is the things I was to have on your return. Miss I don’t know what happened other than what you told me, but I’ve never seen him like this. You know I can not ask him but will you tell me, did you end things?”
“What! NO! It was not me Charles. He said he couldn’t be near me right now and practically dumped me out here.”
“I see. I’m going back now, is there a message for him?”
“No, I don’t think anything I say will do any good. But thank you. “
He stands there just staring at me for a moment, picks the bag up and sits it next to me before he leaves. Why did he send me the bag? He doesn’t want to be near me so why pamper me? I decide to look to see what he had done. As I pull the items from the bag, the tears come back harder. A new garter, nylons, matching bras and panties, bath oil, massage oil, candles, a silk robe, and an empty box. It’s square, black and lined with satin, and there’s a form of a circle in the satin. So where are the contents of the box? I look through everything again and can find nothing. Why would he give me an empty box that something had clearly been in? Well I might as well enjoy the oils.
As I am sitting in the tub, my mind wanders, replaying every moment of the trip. What started out with him in a playful mood that I had never seen ended abruptly with him in a mood I hoped to never see again, even if it meant never seeing him again. The thought of that brought me back to tears. Get a grip I tell myself, you were fine before him and you’ll be fine again. The water has gone cold and I climb out and begin to dry myself off. As the towel rubs my chest my nipples harden, I look down and think about how his mouth feels on them. I rub my hand across them, already missing his touch. I reach down and pull the towel up my leg, stopping at my crotch, pulling the towel between legs, it feels soft but a little rough at the same time as I slide my hand down and am very surprised that even as upset as I am, thinking about him, I am wet. I finish drying off, and pull the robe on. It feels amazing against my skin. I go sit on the edge of my bed and just stare at the new garter. Black, his favorite color, with a tiny pink bow right in the front center. I close my eyes thinking about the look he would give me when he saw it on me for the first time. I lay back, not realizing that I’m fingering myself until I feel my clit starting to throb. I work my fingers inside my pussy, and curse him at the same time. My legs pull up as if on cue as I start grinding against my own hand just before I cum. It’s a different feeling than when he makes me cum, not as intense but feels good just the same. Might as well get used to that feeling I tell myself. I’m startled by a knock on the door.
I pull the robe closed and tie the sash as I walk to the door. I ask who’s there but no one answers. I wait for a minute and hear nothing so I turn to go back to my room. Another knock. I return to the door, asking again who’s there. No response.
“Look whoever you are I am not in the mood for pranks so please just leave me alone!”
Loud and with much attitude hoping whomever it is gets the picture. I turn again to walk away.
“Baby girl.”
So soft I could barely hear it. My heart pounds in my chest. I want to run away and to him at the same time. So many emotions, I don’t know what to do.
“Baby girl, please open the door.”
He sounds so lost, so defeated. I open the door with intention of not letting him near me.
“Come in if you like.”
“Thank you. The robe looks amazing on you, but I knew it would. Did you like the other gifts.”
“They are very nice thank you, you didn’t have to do that, and you certainly did not have to send them over considering what’s happened.”
“What has happened? Is there something I don’t know?”
“Seriously? You’re going to stand there and pretend you didn’t just dump me out and leave me here after telling me you couldn’t be near me? What are you doing here? Just tell me and let’s get this over with.”
The man standing in front of me does not resemble the man I love at all. He seems timid almost. I’ve never seen him cry, but it looks like he could at any moment. He steps toward me and I step back.
“Baby girl, please can we sit down, I have much I need to say, much you need to hear, and when I’m done if you want me to leave I will. Please.”
“Fine, just don’t touch me.”
The look on his face almost cuts me like a knife. I have struck a nerve and I know it. Normally it would get me spanked, but there’s no indication that spanking me is on his mind at all. I sit on the sofa, and he starts to sit beside me but shifts over to sit on the coffee table facing me. His hand reaches out to touch my leg and I pull it away. His head drops.
“I deserve that. After what I did to you. I want you to know I never meant to take it that far, you should have used the safe-word, I would have stopped. But you didn’t and I kept going, when I looked up and saw the tears on your face it broke my heart. Yes you’ve have had them before but they were different this time some how. You have no idea how seeing you like that effected me. I have been trying to ignore my feelings for you and in that instant I could no longer ignore them., you are more than just my fuck toy baby girl. I’ve never let myself get so attached to a sub before, the thought of losing you, I can’t deal with that.”
“So what, you thought sending me gifts would make it all better. Make me tell you its ok and just let you back between my legs? And what was the damn empty box supposed to be?”
“What box? But no I didn’t think sending you gifts would make it better. Nothing will ever excuse or be payment enough for what I did.”
“Oh so I am nothing more than a slut you can pay off now?”
“No, No, No, damnit baby girl why are you twisting my words!!!!”
I can see how frustrated he is, and while I will never admit it, I want nothing more than his arms around me right now. I have shifted on the couch and the robe has fallen away from my leg. I look up to notice that he notices this and his hand his moving toward me. His hand is on my thigh and my hand on his, our eyes lock for a moment before I push it away. Secretly wishing that hand was inside me.
“May I see the box you asked about?”
Not knowing why he wants it I see no harm in it. I tell him it’s on my bed and he can go get it. He doesn’t say a thing and walks to my room. After a few minutes he has not returned so I go to see what he is doing. I find him on the floor, box in his lap, head hung, hands in tight fists. I walk closer to him, my feet right beside him and he doesn’t move. I squat down beside him, take his chin in my hand and lift it up to look in his eyes. He has tears, real tears. My heart breaks. He jerks his head from my hand and turns away. I stand up on sit the edge of bed, robe falling open as I do.
“I did not want you to see me this way baby girl.”
“See you what way, emotional, being a real man instead of just my dom?”
“Yes.”
“And what is it about that damn box that has you so upset?”
He reminded me of when we first were together, the reading he gave me to do on the lifestyle, the symbolism of objects. It hit me, the box had contained a collar. So he had planned to collar me. That was a huge step and one he had told me would never happen. But why is he reacting this way?
“So you changed your mind, I am not worthy of your collar, it’s not an issue, I never expected one any way. You were very clear from the beginning that would never happen. And since it hasn’t happened I don’t see why you’re so upset. After all you didn’t want to be near me if I remember your words from the cabin correctly.”
He stands up and turns around, there is now anger in his eyes. He grabs me by the shoulders.
“Don’t you understand what I’m saying at all! Damnit baby girl, I do want to collar you, more than I have ever wanted anything, you have managed to worm your cute little ass into my heart, a place I swore no woman would ever go. Seeing the pain that I caused you last night broke my heart. It has never gotten to me like that when a sub reacted in such a way. But you! You make me so confused sometimes. You give me everything and ask nothing of me except to fuck you senseless. I can not control you. “
“But you do. Yes I give you everything, I want to please you. And yes I may disobey at times, but only because I know how much you enjoy giving me discipline, it is part of who you are, who we are. I know you will never return the feelings, it’s not how you are wired Sir, but I love you. Yes last night went to a very bad place, but I knew you would take care of me, the way you always do.’
“What did you say?”
“I said I knew you would take care of me….”
“No, not that, before that, what did you say?”
I am confused, I didn’t even realize I said it, I sit trying to remember. He’s practically begging now, repeating himself over and over. He is frustrated that I will not say it again.
“DAMNIT baby girl, did I imagine it or did you say you love me?”
Silence. Tension so thick I can feel it, my mouth is dry, I don’t know if he thought it was a good thing or if it will send him running if I say again. So I decide to use my cute little ass to help me out. I slide further back on the bed, open my legs, and my arms reach up to him. He’s shaking his head no, but he leans over so that his face is inches from mine but he’s just hovering over me. I start to laugh.
“What’s so funny baby girl.”
“You, Sir, can be so damn stubborn.”
My legs reach up and wrap around his waist pulling him down on top of me as I kiss him. He’s trying to push away, or at least make a good show of it, when I feel his fingers plunge into me finding me wet. I know this pleases him as he tries to hide the smile he has.
“I said, I love you Sir, now will you please just fuck me.”
He answers me the best way I could have imagined. His tongue softly on my nipples, his fingers buried in my pussy, thumb on my clit, cock hard and pressing against my leg. It doesn’t even take a full minute before I cum for the first time. He moans loudly and pulls his mouth away, looking in my eyes.
“I’m going to let that one slide seeing as I know now that I will have you forever, but you better ask for the next one.”
He slides his fingers out and stands up to remove his pants, as I move my hand down and start fingering myself. Never taking my eyes off his. He starts to lean in and I spread open for him when he grabs my hips and flips me over, smacking my ass hard before slamming his cock into me.
“You wanted to be fucked remember.”
“Yes Sir, I do. Please. Fuck. Me. Hard.”
Both hands pressing me down, cock slamming into me hard, balls slapping my ass. I know it won’t be long for either of us, I can feel my pussy clamping down hard on his cock and I know he feels it. He slows his thrusts, but makes sure every one is deep and rubbing against my g spot. I ask him to let me cum, he tells me no. Thrusting harder and faster I hear that growl starting, and as soon as I feel his hot cum shooting into me I get the command I’ve been waiting for and I cum harder than I have in months. He slides his cock out of me and turns me over, without saying a word he comes to put his knees on either side of my head and slides his cock in my mouth. My eyes locked on his, watching him watch me suck his cock. I bring my hands up to cup his balls and stroke him while my tongue works the head the way likes, with circles and light sucking. I feel his balls contracting and know he is going to cum again and I stroke faster, and pull his cock deep into my throat. He reaches down to grab my head lifting it up so that he can fuck my mouth and he starting to cum again. He pulls out of my mouth and lets his cock trail down my chest stopping just over my clit as he begins to slowly just rub against me. That feeling drives me crazy and he knows it. He smiles and slides further down. Sucking my clit hard, sliding his fingers in and out of me slowly. He’s in no hurry. He brings me to the edge before pulling away to look at me, the look I give him tells him its ok. He edges me over and over again, every time looking into my eyes to see how I am. When he sees that look changing, he starts sucking hard and his fingers plunge into my pussy and ass fast until I cum hard, covering his arm. He comes up and lays beside me, pulling me close with my head on his chest. His arms wrapped around me.
“Baby girl?”
“Yes Sir?”
“I need you to get something, can you release me for a minute.”
I giggle.
“Release you?”
“Yes release me, because I never want you to let me go.”
I roll away from him as he reaches down and picks up his pants, handing them to me.
“What am I supposed to do with these?”
“Reach into the front left pocket, pull out what you find.”
A slim leather choker, black, with a small pink bow in the center. To match your garter he says as he takes it from my hand.
“Before I put this on you, I need to tell you that you are more to me than just my submissive baby girl. You are my life. I will test and push your limits. I will take care of you and you will serve me. But I will also love you until I take my last breath.”
I couldn’t say a word as he put the collar on me. I never imagined he would love me. My answer back to him was short, sweet and exactly what he wanted to hear.
“Yes Sir.”
Libbie
- 03.03.2020
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