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Anna -  My Patient and My Love - Updated

A Completed and Restructured

Submissive Love Story

by Lewis Chappelle

(Author’s Note: This story was originally written in seven chapters. Due to confusion in the publishing process, I have decided to reorganize the story as one continuous work.)

She signed the new patient information form stating her name was Anna Bree; her health insurance card indicated the same. She said her reason for seeing my assistance was that, ?She wasn’t sleeping at night, she was not happy in her twelve year marriage, and that she needed help straightening out her thought processes.?

Anna was a beautiful young woman - stunning in face and form. Tall, and slim of hip.

In our first session, she answered my general questions stating that she was the mother of two, frisky, school aged boys who were the pride of her life. She talked about how she met her husband at a local restaurant where she was dining with her parents. He, quite out of the blue, came to her table to identify himself. He got her name and called her later that very night for a date.

After a whirl-wind courtship, she married the gentleman before she was twenty years old; the man was almost fifteen years older than she was. He was very handsome,  rich, and very powerful. He worked as a seven figure executive for an internationally known electronics and software firm. 

But, Anna was troubled. She had all the finest possessions a woman could want. She was pampered in all the ways money could buy. Yet, she didn’t feel her husband tended to her in the loving, caring, and assertive way she needed from a man. She  had made a habit of faking it in bed with her husband. Sshe wanted a man’s man - one who understood her soul, and understood her most gripping needs. In fact, Anna thought she was but a watch fob for him - a mere trophy wife, in fact.

Since her in-laws lived locally, she was free to attend all the daytime social functions demanded of the wife of an important man. She lived in a very large home; actually a mansion. She was on the board of directors of several significant social organizations. She was a presence and an influence in the community in her own right. But, she was not satisfied in her marriage. She had experienced a complete loss of physical and emotional fulfillment.

In the last moments of her first visit with me, she said she had often considered getting a divorce, or even having an affair, but  was seriously afraid that her husband would take the boys from her if he thought, for a moment, that she was going to leave him.

Our second office visit went well. Anna was wearing a short leather skirt, and expensive, fashionable, jewelry and high heeled, boots.

?Great gams. I wonder if she’s trying to send me a message or something? You wish!? I thought to myself. Then, I remembered her comment about her vindictive husband, and I recalled, fleetingly, the oath I had taken as a practicing therapist.

I took copious professional notes during that session, but, I couldn’t help looking at her well muscled thighs and wondering what I would find under that short skirt.

As is my practice, I gave Anna some ‘homework’ to do before our next session. I wanted her to start a personal journal of her thoughts, and of the words she wanted to use to tell her husband that she was not satisfied with what was going on, or what was not going on, in their marriage. I told her I would not insist on seeing the contents of the journal but, that she should bring it with her each time she made an office visit.

It took all my resolve not to pat her tight ass as I walked her to the door to end our session.

After my wife ran off with her yoga instructor several years ago, I got a divorce, but had never remarried, and had never met a woman I really wanted as a partner.

?Is Anna the woman I was meant to have and to hold?? I kept thinking to myself. ?She’s a married lady, you dumb ass!? was the answer. But, that didn’t stop the question from entering my mind over and over again. And, from thinking of that beautiful face, and those wonderful thighs.

In all of our sessions Anna was dressed to kill. But, at the sixth  session, Anna truly was a sight for sore eyes. I was sure she was sending me a message this time, and I was only too glad to receive it. In five inch high, stiletto,  heels, if they were an inch, which she wore like she was born in them, and no hose, she was a dream walking. Oh, those wonderful legs. And, her tits weren’t shabby either. I saw them pressed against a sheer silk blouse and concluded that she really filled her C sized cups to the brim.

Up until this session, our conversations were casual and could have passed the test for a professional therapist. She had never been overtly flirtatious, nor had I. But, on this occasion, she did want me to read the journal entries she had made since she had been my patient. 

In one of those entries, she had written that she missed having sex with her husband, who she referred to as ‘Robert’ - not ‘Bob’ but, ‘Robert,? which I though was sort’a stiff. She noted that he only seemed to want her sexually on the rarest of occasions, and then only to relieve his pent up cum supply. She felt like she was his cum depository, not his beloved wife.

His manner toward her was cold. On those infrequent occasions when he wanted her sexually, it was a ‘wham, bam; thank you, Ma’am’ sort of  a thing. Then he would roll off of her, and go to sleep leaving her frustrated and unloved. 

I asked Anna if she ever used a dildo to relieve her sexual frustrations. I got a stare in return. Did I had hit a nerve, or was she being coy?

?Dr., that’s an embarrassing question,? she responded after a long pause. ?No one has ever asked me that before. Do you really want to know??

?Yes, Anna, I really want to know. And, moreover, if you don’t use one, why don’t you, and if you do, I want to know what satisfaction, if any, you get with it,? I responded as casually as I could manage, realizing that I was treading on thin ice.

?Well, Dr., I have one, but I can’t very well use it while he is in bed, so I wait until he gets up and goes to work, and before the boys stir, and have myself a go at it. It’s usually pretty good and I can clean up and go about my day pretty well satisfied from then on,? she said.

?Anna! Your answer was good as far as it went, but you were very guarded. I want you to use common language when you tell me about your body and your reaction to sexual things. Use words like cunt, tits, ass hole, and cum. Not any of those fancy words with me, please! Got it?? I said.

?Oh, Dr. you make me blush. I’ve never used those words before. But, I’ll get used to it because you told me to use them, and they do get me all excited, you know.?

?Excited? What do you mean, ?excited?? I pressed her on for a more visceral answer.

?Oh, Dr. you are just toying with me now, aren’t you? You know what I mean! My heart pumps faster, my nipples get harder, and my?  weeeel, my cunt, get’s all juicy. Now I’ve said it, and frankly it feels good. And, it feels good to be here with you Sir, very comfortable and very good. ?

?Would you like to have a cum, right here in the office before you leave, Anna?? I asked. ?Why wait? Let’s not ever let your libido go unfulfilled. Let’s make it a part of each of your future therapy sessions include a good cum, if you are up to it. I have a sterile dildo right here for you, or you can bring your own each time. Ready??

I could tell she was apprehensive, but not reluctant.

?Stand up, and get rid of your panties, and ditch your bra too, because I want you to start your ?libido relief? by massaging your tits and nipples. Get started now!? I said in a soft, authoritative, but professionally insistent, voice.

?I must just as well get all naked, if I’m going to go to all that trouble. Is the door locked, Dr.?? she said expectantly.

Yes, the door was locked and she shed her clothing, except for her heels, in a flash. My expectations regarding her body were more than fulfilled. Her flat core showed no indication of having given birth to the boys. And, her back was straight and her shoulders were square. Her tits rode high and firm on her chest. Her nipples were long and hard. I could see a trace of cunt fluid already seeping from her outer cunt lips. She was hot!

?Now Anna,? I said, ?I want you to go to the closet over there and open the door. Inside is a full length mirror. I want you to spread your legs and put your hands behind your neck and look at your body from head to toe? over and over. I want you to see what I see. A most outstandingly beautiful and desirable woman. A woman worthy of  great love, and all the sex she can get. I want you to know just how truly sexy you are. Go!?

Anna walked, with tits high, and confidently, toward the closet and opened the door. She faced the mirror and went into the pose I had referenced.

?Lovely, absolutely, lovely,? I thought. ?I could get in real trouble with that!?

?Now play with your tits and nipples, then touch your clit, Anna,? I said. She did.

?You are a bad, bad, boy, Dr. ? she said at length in a shaky and unconvincing voice.

?Why is that Anna? Is it because I haven’t told you to cum yet??

?You do have me ready to cum, Dr. And, I can tell by the bulge in your pants that you seem pretty ready too. I’d like to help you with that! I’d like you to control my body Sir! Don’t let me cum until you want me to, Sir.?

?Anna, I want you to crawl over to me and take my cock in your mouth. I want to feel the warmth of your mouth and the softness of your tongue. Can you take me all the way down and swallow my cum, Anna?? I asked.

?Master, I am so hot for you it’s just unbelievable. It would give me great satisfaction to give you pleasure, Sir.?

?It may be too early to call me ?Master? just yet. But let’s get this show on the road, Anna!?

Anna hadn’t taken a cock in her mouth for a long time and it showed. But, I held her head and pumped into her to my own rhythm. She was very compliant to my efforts and she moaned while I pulled on her nipples before I shot my load.

She did swallow my whole load, and I had her spread her knees wide and look into my eyes. Then I told her to masturbate but hold off cumming until I gave her permission. I loved what I saw. And, she love what she was doing. I made her cum four times in a row realizing that each cum was a long lasting shivering experience for her.

At last I lifted her to her feet and with her hands by her sides, I wrapped my arms around her and gave her several mighty hugs, kissing her deeply and crushing her gorgeous tits harshly into me chest.

?Dr., you are squeezing all my juices out of my poor cunt. What will the neighbors think of me?? she said with a weak voice.

?My guess is that they will think you are a very lucky girl.  Aren’t you??

?Yes, Sir, and I think I’m a very lucky girl too because I know I’m in love with you; madly in love. And, I want to be your sex slave, Sir. May I have your permission, Sir, to touch you right now, Sir.?

?Yes! You may touch me, girl, but don’t over play your hand.?

Anna, placed her left hand behind my head and her right hand around the small of my back and gave me the most passionate, loving, mouth-watering, sensuous, kiss I have ever had. I knew I was in deeply in love with her for sure at that very moment too.

Over the next two sessions I gave her homework; erotic challenges actually to test her submission to me and her love for me.

The first challenge was to shave her cunt completely and to keep it that way forever. I asked her if her husband would notice and be suspicious. She said, he would never notice and if she even thought he might, she could cover up quickly. She was actually thrilled at the prospect of pleasing me in this way.

At the beginning of the next session, she was eager to prove to me that she had complied with this order. And, she was as eager to suck my cock as I was for the relief.

The next challenge for her was to dress provocatively and go to an Adult Sex Shop to purchase a list of ‘toys’ and to write a report in her journal of that event.

Anna, wrote, ?This girl just returned from shopping. She purchased the following items: two butt plugs of different sizes, three sets of nipple clamps, a cock with balls, one black quarter cup demi under-wire bra, a black corset, a black ‘ribbed’ cincher, one penis gag, two different whips or crops, cinna lube, and a thick neck collar. 

?This girl was humiliated by the experience. This girl just ran to her car, where she burst out crying. Yet, she was energized and wet. She doesn’t know when this girl can use these items with the good Dr. but, she is just wet as hell thinking about it.?

We had a great chat about hiding all those exciting toys and the anticipation of being able to use them in a Master/slave situation.

Anna, said that she would find time on her own to play with them so she would be the perfect slave, and a horny slut, when it came time for that.

And, we talked about us and of the issues that faced us in the future as a couple. Complicated issues, not the least of which was that she was married to a very suspicious and powerful man who had enough influence to take her precious kids away from her. We could not let that happen.

I told Anna, that she seemed to be well on the road to recovery and that my private, professional, notes on her progress would show her step-by-step improvement.

We agreed that she should enlist the assistance of a well regarded divorce attorney immediately. We both would always maintain that our relationship was purely professional and that it had ended.

I haven’t heard from Anna since that last session.

I expect her attorney has told her to live a perfectly normal and circumspect life as Robert’s devoted wife. I’m sure he will tell her not to ?leave footprints? such as telephone or e-mail records to any man.

He will want her to keep complete notes, over a period of at least six months, on how she has tried to serve her husband sexually and how he typically ignored or rebuffed her.  The idea being that she needed his love and that he did not fulfill normal duties of a husband in the bedroom. All that very uncomplimentary information would certainly give rise to suspicions of his man hood. And, with that material in the balance, her husband would surly be inclined to be accommodating and cooperative regarding custody of the boys when divorce papers are served.

My professional notes are clean as a whistle. If there was ever  a court order to get them, they wouldn’t find a thing.

But, my cock aches each time I think of my beautiful Anna. It is difficult not knowing how dear Anna is doing. And, it is killing me to know when the field will be clear enough for her to make contact with me again.

Despite the short time we had together, I’m sure, she will never forget me just as I won’t ever forget her. 

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Anna decided to seek out a successful, and well regarded, attorney in preparation for a divorce; a divorce in which she hoped to retain full custody of her beloved boys. She knew she would be in for a fight because her husband was a powerful, and resolute, man and would not give her, or the boys, up without a fight.

While I never saw Anna after our ninth session, I became convinced that the divorce lawyer she chose had told Anna to keep her skirts clean, assume the role of a dedicated wife and faithful to her husband, keep a journal of her attempts at physical affection to her husband, and to record his reactions to her.

I knew it would be a long, drawn out affair before we could see each other openly, and that both of us would need to leave no tracks regarding our love for each other; no e-mails, no phone records, no chance meetings.

Apparently, she realized I would worry about her, but could do nothing as far as attempting to contact her. It would be up to her to communicate with me in a way that would not jeopardize her standing, and future prospects, before the divorce court.

Almost five weeks after our last session, I found a note marked ?Personal? under the door sill to my office. Actually, my receptionist found the note, but luckily, she didn’t open it. It was from a woman who said her name was Randi. She said she was a friend of ?my friend? and wanted to offer her services as a private, and very circumspect, currier of material between us but, that we would have to find a secure way for her to send and retrieve that material. 

Randi gave me the number of a cheap, throw-away, cell phone. Using that phone on two occasions we made some very complex arrangements for her to get my messages to Anna and to give me her messages in return.

During one of these calls, Randi explained that Anna had first met her at her place of business, which was a very up-scale, and well stocked, adult sex shop. She said she and Anna had gotten along famously from the very first, that Anna was doing well, and was in high spirits. She said Anna asked her, during her second visit to the shop, if she would act as the confidential intermediary between us until the divorce was finalized.

We discovered a place that could serve as a letter drop for our notes near my office. To show Randi that I had put a note in the drop, I only had to move the American flag in my office to my South-facing office window. To show that she had delivered one from Anna, Randi would make a chalk mark near my office name plate. I would remove the mark each time I picked up a note from Anna. The scheme worked well.

In my first note to Anna, I explained that I wanted her as my wife, and that once the boys accepted me, I wanted to adopt them if that would work out in terms of the divorce settlement. I also asked her if she would be my slave girl; to do my bidding compliantly and without complaint.

Anna’s answer was short and reassuring. It read, ?Yes, Master, I will be your slave girl from now on.? She signed it ?slave anna.?

My first note to Anna acknowledged her eagerness to be my slave girl, and included several requirements. I wanted her to shave her body several times a week from her neck to her toes, paying special attention to her cunt and ass. I wanted her to purchase a pair of five inch heels and to get comfortable wearing them. And, I wanted her to have cums only when I gave her permission to do so.

As a final order, I told her that when she was alone in the house the next time, I wanted her to wear the new heels, and to walk around the house naked while looking into all the reflective surfaces she could so that she could admire her wonderful  body.

I told her that when she was back in her bedroom she was to strap a gag in her mouth and set a timer for ten minutes, during which time she was to pose with legs wide spread in front of a full length mirror and to stand there ?like the compliant slave girl you are.?

Only after all this was completed, was she then to lay on her bed and spread her cunt lips with her fingers for five minutes and think of me and the five cums I was ready to give her; three of which was to be on her stomach while humping a thick cock she had purchased earlier.

Her response to the note, a few days later, was no doubt one of the finest, hottest, and erotic messages any slave girl could have written. I’ve studied it over and over, dozens of times. It read as follows:

?Master, this slave girl just completed the assignments you gave. Please, Sir, allow this slave girl to thank you for allowing this lowly slave to perform these exciting tasks, and thank you, thank, you thank, for the five fantastic, powerful, and beautiful cums this slutty slave girl was allowed to have!!!!!!

?This slave girl did have the house alone just today, and this slave girl went from room-to-room, upstairs and down, and then into the master bathroom where this slave caught the naked reflection in the mirror, and it was amazing Master.

?As funny as it may seem, Master, what this slave thought of, as this slave walked by the mirrors, was that she looked like a new born colt or a calf. Did you ever see a newborn stand on wobbly legs, Sir?

?Master, by the time this slave wobbled back to the pc room, actually almost four minutes had elapsed, but this slave did do it in those painful shoes, Sir, for you!!! Yippppeeeee!!!!

?Master, the next part was/is almost beyond description for this slave girl, but this slave will give it a try. This slave wobbled into the bedroom where there is a full length mirror on the outside of this slave's walk-in closet. This slave's ankles were a bit sore, but this slave was determined to stay in those shoes; real ‘fuck me shoes’ Yes, those ?fuck me shoes? oooooh, mercy me.

?This slave put the thick, long, realistic cock and balls on her bed and strapped the gag in her mouth, then turned and got into position in front of the mirror, and opened the eyes!!!!!!

?Master!!!!!!? ooohhhh gooodddddd!!! It was an incredible, unbelievable sight!!!. This slave girl felt instant wetness flowing from her cunt. And, Master’s words, ?stand there like the complaint slave you are,? kept running through this slave’s head over and over again.

?This slave saw a true slave girl in that mirror, a gagged slave, a penis gag, no less!! standing there with tits and ass thrust out, legs apart, muscles aching. And, she stood there, not from choice, but for the pleasure of her master while drool started to drip onto this slave's tits, and the cunt juices started to run on down the thigh, and the legs trembled. Master, this slave truly held her the pose for a full ten minutes, Sir, the slave really did!!!!!!

?Master, this slave girl took an eight minute break before the last phase of the assignment, and this slave just sat on the edge of the bed and rubbed the calves and thighs. Then, with a large towel in place, this slave girl scooted into position on her back, with legs spread wide; wide open for you, and arched her hips high.

?This slave rubbed, and pulled, and twisted the tender nipples hard. Then, with both hands, this slave spread this slave's cunt lips wide open for you, Master!!!!.  So wide open!!!! It was sooooo very wet and the clit was engorged and throbbing, Master. This slave girl, YOUR slave girl, held that position for you, Sir, for over three minutes!!! I loved doing it for you Sir!!!!! I dreamed of You and having Your wonderful cock inside!!!!

?Sir, this slave's first cum had already begun when the legs gave out. The cum was as intense as any ever experienced. This slave did thrash, and buck, and saw the colors of the rainbow behind closed eyes!!!!! The mewing sounds from behind the gag just drove this slave girl even harder. The second cum came right on the heels of the first, and seemed to go on forever and ever!!!!!!

?After the second cum subsided a bit, Sir, and the quivering slowed, this slave lay there on the bed taking in all of the emotions and sensations for several minutes just making those beautiful mewing sounds from behind the gag. It was at this moment also, that this slave noticed that she was sopped with sweat, and cum juice, and drool, and the whole room smelled of sex!!!!!! It was so hot!!!!!! So erotic, Master, please believe this slave when that is said!!

?When breath finally was back to normal, this slave took off the gag and inserted, rather easily, the fake cock into a horny, and hungry cunt. This slave then flipped over and this slutty slave did ride that fake cock in the slutty cunt like a true slutty whore, Master. She rode it to three more, mind bending, cums!!!!! And yes, she did each one while thanking you and thinking of you, dearest, Master. Thinking of my love and devotion to you, Sir!!!

?Now, this slave sits here, with a towel on the chair in front of the pc, naked, and the whole upstairs smelling of the slave’s cum, and the slave doesn’t care at all. The slave still has the image of a tall, slave girl with ass and tits stuck out, and of the penis gagged face. And, the slave is still horny, Master. 

?But, the slave knows the exercise is over, and permission must be given by you, My Master, before any more cums can happen.

?Please Master, just know, that this slave loves you, Sir!!!!  This slave gives the body to be Yours in every way. This slave can’t wait until we can be together forever, and for You to fuck the slave, fuck the slave hard, hold the slave, crush the slave tightly, and punish the slave, punish the slave girl hard.  The slave girl does love you, Sir.?

Well, that note kept me in a state of erection and expectation for a long time. And, the sexual aspects of her writing style, and the veiled implications of her use of punctuation, re-awakened the Freudian underpinning basis of my therapeutic practice.

Her emotions, hormones, endorphins, and fantasies, surely were running at a full gallop pace when she wrote that. The note also was ample evidence that Anna is still deeply frustrated sexually by the lack of interest and coldness shown her by her husband.

My note in return was endearing and reassuring. It conveyed my sense of awe in her ability to convey her erotic thoughts so eloquently.

I also told her that from that point on, I wanted her to pay homage to me each day. The homage position was to be naked, in her bathroom on the tile floor, kneeling, with spread knees, nose and nipples to the floor for five minutes. I also wanted her to apply Icy-Hot lubricant to her ass hole and cunt before she got into position.  She was to use that time to contemplate how lucky and blessed she was to have me love her, care for her, guide her, and discipline her.

Her note in response read:

?Master, this slave did make herself naked right after waking this morning, and did kneel down, facing South East toward you, with stimulating lubricant applied to cunt and ass, knees parted wide, nose and tits to the floor for five minutes, Sir, in homage to you.

?Master, it’s as if this mind was in some other head. This slave knows that the body was no longer under this slave's control!!! A very, very, erotic feeling, Master, especially for a horny, slutty, slave girl, which is becoming a natural feeling now to this slave girl.

?Soooooo many mixed feelings; absolute arousal and anticipation, perhaps even fear and dread of the prospect of loosing you. This slave girls knows now the slave is your creature, Sir, and am living to please you!!!

?This slave loves you! slave anna.?

?ps: Master, may this slave please have a cum? Know that this slave girl is so horny, please, please, Sir!!!!?

I couldn’t wait to write my dear Anna a return note.

?Yes, slave girl, you may have two cums on the day you receive this note, and two on the day following. But, there is a catch.

?I want you to bring yourself to the very edge of a cum with your legs spread wide, then pull back from that edge and slip your slimy hands under your ass and count to thirty. Then, you may bring your hungry clit and cunt to the edge of a cum again stopping before full release, pulling your hands under your ass once again, and counting to thirty one more time. One the third attempt at a cum, you may proceed, unrestricted, to full release. And, then you may have a second cum without interruption.

?This is a ritual you will have to accept every time, I say it is time for ?a three part cum.? Understand, slave girl?

?And, slave girl, I want you soon to make a concerted effort to find a beautiful anklet, silver or gold, to wear forever more. We will wait until the divorce is finalized to have it engraved with my initials but, in the meantime you will know that the anklet is the visible evidence of your compliant submission to me, slave girl.?

Our frequent notes were not always erotic in nature. Anna and I chatted about our lives and the challenges we face day-to-day. Those challenges include Anna putting on a good face for her husband who, still seems just more than indifferent to her.

Our love for each other seems to grow with each note we write. And, Anna’s submissive bent seems to become more entrenched as well. 

Randi is our life-line. Not only does she have a system to pick up and deliver messages for me, but she has a similar secret plan which she uses with Anna because Anna is afraid that her husband might have her followed; meaning that she can’t even meet Randi any more in person. Randi goes out of her way to keep us in touch at least three or four times a week, a circumstance that is like to continue for many months to come.

----------------------------------------------------------------Anna and I sent many messages via our personal underground service, most of which were actually benign love letters by today’s standards. But, some were erotic Master/slave communications; the kind that gave explicit directives from me to Anna.

I had established ten specific, self punishment, training, or self administered challenge routines for Anna. One of these challenges was the ?Enema Treatment.? In one of my  notes to Anna, I told her I wanted her to start a specific bowel  cleansing regimen on a regular basis.

This regimen was to include drinking two quarts of water during a twenty-four hour period and holding it while only peeing 5 times. Eating primarily organic, high fiber, foods which were all intended to help cleanse her bowels. Plus, I had a specific enema regimen for her, for which she would need one large dildo for her cunt, three enema bags, and three inflatable butt plugs.

My note included the following directions regarding the enema regime:

?Here is what I want you do to, slave girl, right after your husband leaves for work tomorrow, and the boys are safely off to school. Assemble the materials I’ve identified for this challenge in your bathroom.

?Prepare the enema bags as follows: Bag number one; fill with a quart and a quarter  of warm, sudsy water. Bag number two; fill with a quart and a quarter of  ice water. Bag number three; fill with a quart and a half of slightly warmer water than bag number one.

?After you shave your cunt and around your ass hole, insert the dildo in your cunt. Get into your tub. Secure the hanging strap of bag number one over the fitting of the shower head. Lay down in the tub with your head under the shower head. Lubricate your ass and the enema hose nozzle. Insert the hose nozzle in your ass and unclamp the hose until the water has run completely out of the bag. Quickly remove the nozzle and insert an inflatable butt plug in your ass and pump it up so that it is a very tight fit. You should be able to stand, with a bit of difficulty of course, without loosing any of the sudsy water.

?Stay in place for fifteen minutes and feel the heaviness in your intestines. Empty your bowels into the toilet completely and prepare to restart the same routine with bag number two. This one will, of course feel different to you because the water is quite chilled. Nonetheless, hold it for fifteen minutes with an inflatable plug in your ass before draining yourself in the toilet.

?You will feel dirty and smelly. Don’t be repulsed by all that. Know you are doing the right thing to improve and cleanse your submissive body for me.

?As soon as you have regained enough energy, drain the entire content of bag number three into your ass. This time, using the remaining putt plug and hold the contents for 30 minutes regardless of the discomfort.

?In fact, during the time you are holding the water, you should think about this process and your reaction to it, because I want you to make this entire process a part of a regular routine. It will be good for you, in the long run.

?Further, this routine will solidify our relationship to the point that, one of these days soon, after we are married, I will want to  fuck your cunt while you hold the water. Do you understand me, slave??

I never had to tell Anna to give me a report of the results of any of my ?erotic challenges,? as I liked to call them, and this time was no different. She responded as follows:

?Master, this slave girl has sooooo much to tell You; hopefully no detail will be left out of this report.

?First, this slave understands full well, that though difficult, that three part cums are the rule for this slave girl when given permission to cum.

?The slave slept totally naked last night. Robert never made a move. Upon waking, the slave was laying on, and clutching the pillow against the tits and could feel the wetness in the cunt. Memories of Your face, in full color, and of Your cock in the mouth were raging in the brain. The slave was restless in bed as today was enema day. 

? Upon rising, the slave was eager to give You homage this morning and kept in the prescribed position, thinking of You, Master, for at least fifteen minutes. The slave's knees hurt, and the uncontrollable cunt dripped on the floor, Sir.

?Master, this girl slave is still out of breath after getting the boys off to school and all the rest. There is some good news and some other news. This slave just finished the second ?healthy? high fiber breakfast and after the enema session, You should know that if You wanted a thinner, cleaner, sex slave, that’s what You have now, Sir. Yipeeeee! This slave has lost four pounds as a result of the cleansing You ordered. This slave is proud of that, Sir. If You will permit Your slave to be proud, Sir. Now for the other news in some detail.

?After the boys went off to school, this slave got naked and got all the needed equipment ready. Then, this slave girl went into the bathroom, and bent over, and did pull the ass cheeks apart, and for the first time ever, this slave girl looked at the asshole in the mirror!!!!!. Master, this just brought on more fear!! It looked so tiny!!! Just a little slit in the skin really. Master, this slave did begin to cry, and it was hard to continue, Sir, but this slave kept the resolve needed, knowing this was for You, Master.

?This slave never had a butt plug, inflatable or otherwise, in the ass. This slave never had an enema in this slave's entire life either. This slave girl decided on her own, to press a small butt plug in her ass just to be prepared for the enema probe, and inflatable plug later on.

?Master, this slave was not sure about having a small enough plug, so this slave dipped a lip gloss container in a bit of cooking oil, and started to dab it around this slave's asshole. It felt so funny, and this slave's hands were trembling like crazy.

?After a bit, this slave just pushed ever so slightly, and popped just the tip of the container in a fraction and sort of worked it around. Master, in those moments, this slave girl never felt soooo much like a slave; felt soooo owned as this slave felt right then.

?This slave finally knew it was time to get on with the Masters demands. Using a piano bench covered in towels, this slave got a plug and just looked at it in the hand. And, looked and looked, knowing where, in a few minutes, it was going to be!!! It looked so very big!!!.

?Master, this slave was crying, afraid, trembling, and god forgive this slave, but her cunt was as wet and flowing as could be!!!!. After dipping the plug in the oil, and taking some on the finger and rubbing it around the hole, this slave squatted over the bench, and with one hand holding it till it wedged between the ass cheeks, this slave gently and slowly lowered down.

?Master, this slave would love to tell You how darn brave this slave was, and that she did it all in one push, but that would be a lie? it took a good fifteen minutes, and going down just a fraction, then lifting up for a breath, then another fraction more. And, Master, it did hurt!!! It really did!!!.

?And this slave girl was biting the lip, scrunching the toes, while trying to relax the asshole sphincter. Finally, this slave girl felt it sort of ?pop? itself in, and this slave girl was able to feel the towel with the skin of her ass!!!

?Again, Master, the tears flowed, but most of the tears this time, were tears of joy mixed with the tears of discomfort. This slave's asshole felt like it was on fire and when this slave inserted the dildo in the cunt, this slave felt very, very full, Master!!!!! And, this slave felt the need to poop, really badly. This slave only felt that way, but didn’t really have to poop, Master!!!

?But, once that small ass plug and dildo were inside this slave, it was clear that this slave could go forward with the exhaustive enema challenge her Master had demanded. And, Master, this slave could feel her nipples, thick and sensitive, almost bursting with erotic excitement, let alone that the clit was pulsing like an appendage possessed!!!!!!!

?Your slave girl was ready. The first bag was hung above the tub on the flower pot hook. The girl got in the tub with the dildo in place and realized that You were right, Master, the nozzle tip wasn’t that big, especially after having enlarged the asshole earlier. It did go in easily, and after it was in, slave just knelt there for about three minutes, building up to it, and getting mad because as scared as slave was, and as much as this thing repulsed the slave, moisture and arousal in the slaves cunt was real and palpable. Slave girl was also thinking a lot about her Master during those three minutes? throughout the entire ordeal actually!!!!

?Finally, this slave opened that clamp, and the immediate sensations were incredible!!!  Almost too hard to describe!!!!! There was such an adrenalin rush those first few seconds; fear, confusion, wonderment, the feeling of being very full, very fast!!!.

?Your slave can still see the picture, kneeling and looking at the bag to see if it was empty yet? a measured one and a quarter quarts, in all, and still she feels clenching herself around that little tube. Slave did start in the kneeling position, but the tube kept feeling like it was slipping, and slave did start to cramp a bit, so Your slave moved into a position where she was laying on the side with legs, the legs that Master owns, were curled up just a bit? This new position seemed to ease the cramps and kept the tube in place.

?Master, this slave took the whole first bag without shutting off the flow and the entire fifteen minutes seemed veeeery looooong!! Your slave would like to tell Master that those first minutes of the enema challenge were spent thinking or You Master, but in truth, slave was mostly thinking of the mess afterwards.

?Slave did have the humbling and submissive thought that cleaning disgusting things is what a slave girl must do; what a slave girl is intended to do. And, that this slave girl was indeed a slave of her glorious Master. Those thoughts kept this slave's mind off of the mild cramping, the small pouch in the slave's belly, which was very noticeable, and the shamefulness of the entire procedure. It also kept the slave girl’s mind off of the ache in that very soppy, dildo filled, cunt? a condition that still exists.

?This slave was never so thankful when the timer went off, and quickly, as well as clumsily inserted the inflatable butt plug for another agonizing period of time. Then the slave got out of the tub and to the toilet where she noticed that there was a mess in the tub which was massively disgusting. Horrid, Repulsive. And, downright yuckkkyyyy!!!!! And the smell!!!! It was all very humbling, which this slave knows was part of the learning process, You Master, must have had in mind for Your once self-important, but now lowly slave girl.

?Master, Your slave sat on the toilet for quite a long time, Sir, while regaining composure, catching breath, thinking of the second and third bags to come.

?Oooooh Master, the cold one was worse that the warm. Slave had some real cramps this time!!! And, did close the clamp one time about half way through, but just for maybe a half a minute. The slave lay shivering, and crying, and cramping, and finished it.

?She then inserted the inflatable butt plug and lay cold and shivering with goose pimples, for what seemed like an eternity. The slave's nipples seemed to grow with the coldness and were too sensitive to touch. But his time, Your slave thought of You and of Your wonderful training, for as ashamed and uncomfortable, and repulsed as Your slave girl was at that moment, the girl felt more and more like a true slave? the slave girl in the fantasies this slave girl had lived with only in the mind but now in the reality.

?The third bag was not at all bad, Master, even though it was held for a full thirty minutes. The slave got warmer which was a blessing. And, Master, I know You had the cock in this slave's cunt for a reason, Sir, but since there was no offer of a cum, this slave just removed the dildo, and cleaned it up just as was done to the awful messy and very smelly bathroom. I thank You for the experience, Sir.

?Master, this slave girl knows she will endure more enemas in the future, and while not promising that this slave will ever like them, this slave promises You, Master, that each and every one of them will be endured and accepted with as much dignity and poise as possible, Sir, knowing that this slave's actions are a reflection upon You, Sir.  This slave feels very clean, for You, my dear Master!!!!  Sir, would You be kind enough to grant this unworthy slave girl some cums, Sir?

?The slave's fingers throb as much as the clit now, Sir, after such a long report. Tell me if it was too much for You. It’s necessary to clean up some more before this slave's life returns to some sense of normalcy. Pray for that Sir, please!!!

My note in return said:

?Dearest slave girl: You have outdone yourself in your compliance to my orders, and in the detail of your report. I am proud of you and expect you to be proud of yourself for the way you conducted your enema exercise.

?Even soppy slave girls get rewarded for superior service and submission. In your case, slave girl, Anna, I am giving you permission to have as many cums as you wish, without further restrictions, unless specifically prohibited from doing so. Does that make you happy slave? I really mean what I’ve just said!

?Do you realize that I love you madly and want you to be the most satisfied slave girl in the world? Do you know that I have vivid visions of our face and body one hundred times a day and that I can’t wait to hold you again??

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Anna Bree; I love her. I love the fact that she loves me. I love that she is my slave girl. And, I love that she writes such  intimate, and expressive notes to me, secretly, while we wait for her divorce to become final.

Her notes say the most amazing things to me like; ?Sir, do You understand you have become the breath this slave takes?? ?You are the blood in my veins!!!? ?Do you possibly know Your property loves You body and soul?? ?Do You know that Your worthless, slutty, cum begging, property in training, does love You with every fiber in this slave's soul?? And, ?Do you know that this slave girl will serve you and obey you in every way that gives You pleasure??

On one occasion, in a note to her, I asked Anna to fill in the blank of the following sentence; ?Since being accepted as my Master’s slave, I ____________.?

Anna responded:

0) ache for the sexual release given by my Master,

0) embrace the notion of this girls slavery,

0) strive to please the Master who owns this slave,

0) yearn to extend the limits of suffering for the  Master,

0) accept the fact that a part of the old ?me? is forever gone,

0) resent the old world this slave still lives in,

0) desire to live in this new world of slavery forever and,

0) crave the attentions of my Master, regardless of how strict, demanding, embarrassing, or harsh His requirements may be.?

Now, these are not just the words of a creative word smith, or a communication or journalism major in college. They are the deep expressions of a real, sexy, deeply submissive, woman, in love with the man she has eagerly chosen to be her Master.

Our communications are not exclusively about her submission or my requirements of her, but they are always tinged with excitement and emotion.

I had ordered Anna to purchase an expensive anklet to signify her submission to me. We will have the anklet plate engraved with my initials and it will identify Anna as my slave once her divorce is final and we can proceed with our own wedding plans.

I told her to take pains to display the un-engraved anklet when she is in the presence of her husband. According to Anna, her husband hasn’t even noticed the anklet despite the fact that she sleeps naked, and in the same bed with him, with the anklet in plain view.  

I also ordered Anna to purchase several whips and crops. She likes shopping at the store where Randi works. She relies on Randi for advise on various sex toys and apparel items  So far, Randi has suggested that Anna purchase six different whips of varying lengths, intensities, and leathers. 

Anna told me that she doesn’t see Randi much in person anymore, but she knows Randi is her deep friend. Beyond the friendship, she has routinely gone out of her way to keep our notes flowing with reliability.

Anna wrote that prior to the second time she went to the shop where Randi works she had lubed her cunt and asshole with spicy cinna lube and was wearing a slave collar with a big shiny ring hanging from it. The store had many other customers when she entered, but Randi was not to be found. Anna wanted to find a hole in the floor and crawl in. She felt lost, and was about to leave, when Randi spotted her.

Randi came up to her and said something like, ?Oh, back for more?? Then, with a twinkle in her eye, and before Anna could say anything, she sort of sniffed in the air, and asked, ?So, you have the cinna lube on?? Anna blushed and confessed that she did. Randi asked her specifically, where she had applied the cream. Anna, told her that it was on her tits, cunt, and asshole. With that exchange, Anna knew she would be safe with Randi.

Anna did find out that Randi, herself, is totally submissive and calls herself a ?pain slut,? and offered to show Anna her ass full of bruises.  Anna says Randi makes her feel proud of her own slavery to me, and made it seem so perfectly right and natural.

But, Randi wasn’t finished with her questions. She then grabbed the ring on the collar with her middle finger, and smiled and asked, ?Are you wearing this today for Him or Her?? Anna assured her that she was in love with a man? a dominant man, but that things were complicated with him at the moment. It was from that conversation that Randi found out about Anna’s intention to get a divorce, that communication with her man was going to be difficult. It was at that point that she then volunteered to become our life line. Her assistance to us has been essential.

In one of my first notes to Anna, I asked what she felt were the two or three most exciting features of her body. I, of course, hold her to the ultimate level of honesty and candor, so she told me she believed she has exciting eyes, a very nice neck line, and that she is still proud of her tits, which are still full, not saggy, and in the right dress or top, make for a very attractive, yet tasteful cleavage? in truth they are a full 36 C cup.

And, since I’ve seen Anna up close, I agree with her but, I would add that her legs are thin, yet, shapely, and her ass is round and tight, and is certainly enticing, and spankable, as well.  In net, Anna has a ‘to die for’ body! 

To test my slave girl at a distance, I set up ten specific, self administered, training, or challenge routines for her. One of these challenges I refer to as, ?The Tit Whip Treatment.?

I explained the procedure for this punishment to Anna in a note, this way:

?The slave girl prepares for this punishment by assembling the necessary materials, only in high heels, dark thigh high hose. Slave will need to wear a slave collar and a waist cincher. She will need a leather spanker, and ?spicy? gel.

?The slave applies the gel to her nipples, cunt and asshole. Slave puts on the assigned fashions, and laces the cincher to tolerance around her waist. Standing in front of a full length mirror the whipping segment of this punishment begins.

?With the leather spanker in her right hand, the right tit is grasped and pressed high upon the slave's chest, with the left hand. The whip is raised and slave watches as she strikes the tit accurately, evenly, and hard, fifty times. Slave is careful to whip ever inch of that tit; all sides, both top and underneath.

?The process is repeated for the left tit. The 100 total strikes, can be applied in sets of ten, alternating between left and right tits. Both nipples are then whipped three time each.

?When the  whipping segment of the process is completed, slave will insert more spicy gel in her asshole and insert a small butt plug for at least one hour. Slave then is entitled to the three cums which have been earned as a result of the sore nipples and well colored tits. Expressions of gratitude to Master for this training are

essential.?

In Anna’s next note to me she reported the following:

?Master, let me start by telling you again that I love You deeply, and dearly, Sir.

?This slave awoke on the left side hugging a pillow tightly, with a vision that it was You. The slave turned on the back and held that pillow tight against very sore tits, and it felt soooo gooood! The nipples were as hard as they have ever been, Sir, and the slave had to refrain from having an unauthorized, cum? but it was very close, Sir!!!!! Very close!!!!

?Homage was paid to You, Sir, a ritual which is now being craved each day. The cold tiles of the bathroom were more exciting than usual as they made the nipples and tits feel even more awake than normal. After the slave was alone, this slave did perform all the instructions You gave in  preparation for today’s training punishment session.

?The first item to report, Master, is what this slave saw and felt as she looked into that mirror!!!!! Master, this slave had never seen the girl in the mirror before.

?What the slave just saw was a slutty, slave girl, in dark, thigh high stockings and high heels, a slave collar around the neck, and a cincher squeezing the core of the slave inward and tightly at least three inches. It was all so incredible!!! This slave can’t wait to show You in person!!!

?The cincher, the collar, the crop held tightly in the mouth, all symbols of this new slave’s world and what punishment and suffering was to come to this slave's tits, as a way to remind this girl that she is now a slave; property of You, my dear Master.

?This slave girl could not help it, could not control it, but even in dread fear of what was going to happen to those tits, slave felt again the cunt juices running onto her thighs. The girl is truly a slutty mess, Sir!!!!!!

?Master, the slave at first tried using the cinna lube on the nipples, cunt and asshole, but that cream did not have the desired effect, so the slave got a tube of Ben Gay and applied that astringent and biting ointment. The effect was severe. Not a blinding pain mind You, but tears came to this slave's eyes, and this slave did her little dance for a minute until slave became accustomed to the burning sensation. The warm, almost hot, burn on the nipples, and the cunt and asshole all added to the dripping which had started earlier just by looking into the mirror.

?This slave knew it was time to proceed with the punishment, and the required position was assumed. Slave grabbed the right tit in the left hand and it began.

?Master, the first stroke came down hard, very hard!!!!!! Purposively hard!!! The slave knew if she started cautiously it would disappoint You, Master. But, that stroke caused the slave to momentarily lose breath and to do more than just the little dance again!!! And, to give quite a noisy yelp!!! And, to try to regain a breath with the cincher on? holy molly!!! That tit hurt bad, Sir,  gott’a to tell You!!!

?This slave make the second stroke not quite as hard, but it did bring another wince, and an instant red mark, a welt actually, appeared. It was a very difficult task, Sir, to keep up the same stroke strength for the entire fifty strokes you demanded. But, Master, in time, the first part of your command was completed!!!!!! Such pain!!!!

?And, when the first tit was whipped, as You had ordered, this slave just looked into the mirror for about five minutes in awe!!!!! Amazement!!!!!

?Master, there wasn’t, and still isn’t, a single patch of white skin left on that tit anywhere!!! And, it was swollen, and it had begun to turn a little purple in color. And, oooooh god, was it tender!!! Sooooo raw and tender to the touch. The skin was not broken, but it was bruised. And, this slave’s vision was blurred by a film of tears?  Sir, please know that tit was beaten severely!!!!!!!

?Master, it took the strength and courage that You provide this slave to do to the left tit what had been done to the right one. Yet, it was done, Sir, without a lot of yelping, wincing, and dancing, and when completed, both tits looked the same. No white skin anywhere, and both were turning a bit more purple as time went on. Both hurt like hell, Sir. The slave knew that is what You expected, Sir.

?But, that wasn’t then end. Maybe the most difficult part was the six slashes on the nipples. And, Master, it did take slave a good ten minutes just to do the six strokes. Believe me, Master, when I tell you that both nipples are absolutely throbbing right now!!! And, my cunt juices are flowing like never before.

?Master, this slave lived through it all for You, Sir. Slave has now mercifully removed the cincher. And, it is time to add more cinna lube and the butt plug as you have ordered, and to try to simmer down so that the anticipated cums can be achieved to release all the pent up excitement that now dwells in this cum begging, slutty, slave’s mind and body.

?Thank You Master, for Your thoughtfulness, and for the punishment You have demanded. This slave is a better slave for You as a result of that awful whipping. That tit punishment was the most intense and erotic experience this slave could ever imagine!!!!!!!

?This slave girl has been looking at those tits, Your tits, Sir, non-stop since their beating. They are so red and tender!!! Going without a bra the rest of the day is the only choice!!!

? You, Master, have unleashed these wonderful and erotic, feelings and emotions in this slave, and this slave sincerely, thanks You soooooo much for that. If the slave will not get in trouble for saying so, this slave girl truly can not wait until the next punishment training session!!! That’s not topping from the bottom, is it Sir?

?P.S. Did Master’s slave girl mention that the tits and nipples are still very sore, Sir??? ~~~~grins big~~~~?

?P.P.S? Master, the three cums this slave girl had after at least several hours just contemplating the tit whipping, were just overwhelming!!! The slave girls cunt was so ready, but slave had to turn the head to a different space so it took some time. The cums just came in waves; one after another, gloriously!!! Slave needed them so badly!!!!!!!! You are the best Master a slave girl could ever want. Thank You for being You, Sir.?

One day after her tit whipping ordeal, I received another note.

?Master, slave thought You might want a tit status report after yesterday’s beating. The left tit is the worst bruised. It has one solid bruise on top, from the top all the way down to the nipple, as well as a large bruise on the left side that has mottled yellow and black and purple in color.

?The right tit, that Master owns, has a good sized bruise on the underside. The swelling seems to be gone today, and the nipple springs to life and the slightest touch. It’s rock hard right now!!!! The left nipple is still tender, but still very willing to spring to life.

?This slave is just now comprehending what it’s going to be like tomorrow when this slave is required to apply the dental bands on those poor nipples. Master, the nipples, You own, are going to die!!!!

?Kneeling to You, Sir.?

In her next note to me, Anna said that the dental bands were very painful but that she wore them for thirty minutes as ordered.

She can’t wait until the divorce is made final because she wants to ?wear marks of her slavery.?

I asked her what she had in mind for that, and she responded she was still mulling over what those marks would be, but her current thinking was to have the word ?slave? tattooed just above her ass near her bikini line and the words ?Property of?? and my initials above her cunt.

She kept me informed about the progress of the divorce and said that her journal regarding how her husband has been treating her, or not treating her, was going to be a big feature in the case. Her lawyer just didn’t feel that Robert would want what she had written to be part of any legal proceeding.

That note suggested that she didn’t think it would be more than a few more months before Robert would be served with divorce papers, then perhaps it would be another six months, if Robert contested the divorce, before we could settle into our own passionate Master/slave relationship in person.

The bad news was that she had heard from Randi that she was getting into a new ?scene? locally and that several of the members of the group wanted to move to San Francisco and open up a big sex shop there within the next four to six months. We might have some complicated communications problems if that should happen.

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My dear Anna continued to write wonderful notes to me while her lawyer set the table for her divorce from her inattentive, yet powerful husband, Robert.

Anna has proven to be steadfast in her devotion and submission to me for many, many, months and we both are waiting patiently for her divorce to become final. We are taking no chances of giving Robert any wiggle room to contest Anna’s claims of his marital negligence or of any imprudence on her part.

Robert had informed her that it was crucial for him to go on several lengthy business trips and he wanted Anna to travel with him. Anna knew the only reason Robert was inviting her was because he need some arm candy to impress the clients he was entertaining, and she was rightfully offended by the implication.  She knew she couldn’t get out of going on both trips so she feigned illness as an excuse not to take the trip to Mexico, but did agree to go to Monaco several weeks later.

During the time Robert was in Mexico, Anna hired a skilled carpenter to alter her massive bedroom closet by adding a secret space into which she could store her increasingly impressive accumulation of bdsm toys, bondage gear, and slutty outfits. She knew that as her stock of goods increased there was a likelyhood that Robert would find some of her things, and that would queer all the hard work she and her lawyer had put into setting up the rational for her divorce.

According to Anna, after the carpenter had finished his work, the secret space was absolutely perfect. Robert could never find it no matter how hard he looked.

And, Anna, the devil she was, planned to make the trip to Monaco into a grand shopping tour which would set back old Robert a ton of money.

I enjoyed Anna’s detailed descriptions of how the remodeling effort was proceeding even though the workers interfered with her erotic play time.

But, during the construction effort she did have to attend to one of her civic volunteer responsibilities and I thought I’d test her submissive resolve in a public arena.

?You are to attend the meeting in thigh high, four inch heeled boots, a short skirt, no panties, sliding ‘O’ clips fastened to your outer cunt lips, nipple bands, and a thin blouse with a smart over jacket. Apply a generous amount of, non-odorous, spicy gel on your erogenous zones as well.?

Her report of her adventure at the meeting read: ?Master, the slave started to lose a bit of courage on the drive to the meeting, spurred on by the fact that all three areas, cunt, ass, and nipples, were on fire, and slave could also tell of the sexual arousal; cunt scent, and moistness in the sopping slit between the legs. Powerful!!!

?The meeting was held in the Board room of one of the most prestigious banks in the downtown portion of the city. Kind’a like the Trump board room only more magnificent with heavy mahogany wood paneling.

?The smell of true leather on the chairs had its erotic effect on the slave as well. It certainly was an intimidating atmosphere for this slave's first public appearance so to speak, as if this slave girl needed more pressure.

?Your slave had no concentration; no focus at all on the natural course of the meeting, Sir. The focus was on the cunt and nipples the whole time!!!

?Slave was afraid that seeping of cunt fluid would start down the leg, or that the clips would slip off and roll on the floor in front of everyone. Afraid that the slaves sex would start smelling up the elegant atmosphere to the point where it would be quite noticeable!!! Wondering when the burning on the nipples, and in the cunt and asshole would stop? it didn’t. Slave wanted to tug the tight bands off the nipples and the clips off the cunt right there in the meeting room.

?When it was slave’s turn to present from the front of the room, one of the board members asked the slave the same question over and over, and slave was not able to give a coherent answer. An answer slave knew quite well, Sir, but the slave's mind was elsewhere.

?Slave felt totally naked right there in front of everyone. Slave was sure everyone in the room knew that slave was walking funny, and was a slut slave, and was being trained.

?Master, all these thoughts were racing through this slave's mind at this important meeting!!! Ooooohhh my god!!! You really did push the right buttons, Sir!!!

?When the meeting was over, slave made an excuse not to join the others for lunch, as was the custom, and actually bolted to the car where slave had a good therapeutic cry and got it all out of the system.  Is that the right thing for a slave girl, Sir?

?It was on the way back home that slave knew she would do it all over again, if You wanted that of this slave girl. Slave knows in the heart that she will be punished and humiliated as part of this slave's training and knows it is all meaningful and valuable, Sir.

?And, Master, slave also needs to tell You that in trying to be a good slave for You, that just before the meeting started, this slave did go into the ladies room where slave wanted to wipe the hot gel away, but did not. Instead, slave pushed the clip slider further up, tightening it up to the ‘wince point’ up on the cunt lips.

?This slave girl also folded the hem of the short skirt over and in, shortening it by another one and a half inches or so. Soooo high and sooo much thigh exposure, Sir. ? Sooooo much, all for You, Sir.

?Slave has often recalled that Your eyes were affixed to those thighs early when I visited You in Your office. Is slave supposed to notice these things? Was this unworthy girl supposed to come on to You like that, Sir?

?Master, Your sex toy is ok now, Sir, perhaps a bit mortified, but ok, and this slave sincerely thanks her Master for this wonderful training opportunity.

?Kneeling to You, Sir??

Isn’t that note, and the thoughts contained in it, typical of Anna?

While the secret closet was being constructed, Anna and I continued to send our notes to each other just as frequently, but, obvious to say, she was pretty limited to what she could actually do at home with the carpenter in her house during the day and the boys at home after school.   

After the board meeting experience, I did ask her, at one point, to describe her life and cum experiences since she became my slave. She responded:

?Master, this slave's cums were nothing until You came into this girls life, with Your strength, Your inventiveness, Your electricity, Your masterful style and attitude. Your treatment of this slave girl brings weakness to the knees of this happy slave girl!!!

?Master, You have dominated every breath of this slave, every thought, every dream is of You, my dear Master. This slave breathes for You!!! You are the breath, oxygen, and reason for this slave girl to exist. This slave loves You with every ounce of existence, from the bottom of this slave cunt to the tip of this slave girls nipples.!!!

?This slave loves You!!!!!!!

?You may not really know what this slave feels inside for You!! You have touched something inside the soul of this shameful slave? something this slave did not know even existed. You have melted this heart with Your charm, Your stern and unbending voice. Your demands. What this slave thought could only be in her head, You have brought alive. This girl has never felt the love she feels for You, Master, Please, please, Sir, You must know that.

?All things must be worked out. W/we both know that? this slave can not hurt the boys, yet it is this slave's destiny to wear Your name permanently on her body. This girl envisions that, knows that! You have this slave's heart, soul, mind and cunt, ass, tits and mouth.

?Kneeling and spread wide, in love with You!!!!?

As I reread the words in that note again, it almost is too powerful for me to fully understand. And frankly, I’d be skeptical that one person actually said those words voluntarily to another. But, that’s what the girl said, and I have to believe her.

When Anna was in Monaco for two weeks there was no way we could communicate and I was almost prepared to be a complete mental mess until she returned. For her part, she figured to take out her frustrations on Robert’s credit card.

I told Anna that while she was away she would not be allowed any cums, would not be allowed to wear panties or pantyhose, and would have to apply odor free spicy-hot cinna cream to her cunt and asshole at least three times a day.

Anna agreed with all of those restrictions and added one of her own. She thought it would be good if she limited her visits to the bathroom to not more than five each day and that when she did, she should take time to apply the astringent creams. She felt that this added restriction would remind her that she was owned property and that she was controlled in the most intimate manner. That suggestion, in itself, reinforced my realization that Anna really did love me, and loved her status of slave to me.

When Anna returned home, she sent me a note, a long note, explaining how she responded to the restrictions placed on her and how, every day, her cunt was wet all the time as she carried out her orders.

She mentioned that she had enjoyed the sights in Monaco and the wonderfully expensive shops there.  Not that she needed anything, but she said she bought  $15,000 worth of clothing for herself, all with the thought that I would enjoy seeing her in those clothes when we were alone. Is that a enticing thought?

Anna still had the urge to return to Randi’s sex shop. I had instructed her to add some slutty apparel to her wardrobe; not the expensive stuff she had found in Monaco, but real sultry clothing. She reported that Randi and found a perfect, black leather, mini skirt in her size.

?It is very short Master? it shows a lot of thigh, yet when this slave girls sits, it will still rest between the seat and this slave's ass? not by much, but it will. You have cautioned this slave to be cautious, Sir, about the leg crossing test? to only cross the legs at the ankle, and never to let the slave's knees touch each other while seated. This can be accomplished, but only just verrrrrryyyyy carefully, Master? grin?.

?Slave also found a great up-lift, quarter-cup, leather bra. Whoooooo!!!! With the little nipple bands on, that bra and those tits looked fantastic, Master. This slave's tits were pushed up and together and those two nips stuck out over the top. The nipples never looked so prominent, Sir. And, so hard and sensitive!!!

?Also Master, Randi, also helped this slave pick out a top to go with the skirt. It is pearl grey, and it’s a tummy wrap fit. With a total plunging neck line. It has movable stays along the sides, which allows this slave to adjust it to the openness desired. When this slave put it on, and looked in the mirror, this slave was total thigh and cleavage, Master!!!!!

Can You imagine a mother of two with a wealthy husband with legs and nipples that were saying, ?look at us!!! Look at us!!!

BTW, Randi, and every other human being this slave passed today, did indeed look!!! Master, except for Randi, it was very humiliating, but, Your slave girl, survived!!! Somehow!!!

?Master, this slave did wear this new outfit home and along with the slave collar, this slave walked out of that store, carrying her ‘old’ clothes and bra in a brown bag, head held high, and feeling proud!!! Smile?.?

Is this girl just tooooo much???

After receiving a recent punishment challenge which I call ?The Wall,? I received this report from Anna:

?Your insolent and unworthy slave girl has just completed the punishment Master has set fairly for this slave girl. Slave prepared for the punishment by gathering the needed implements; the new five inch heels, the blindfold, the collar, the whip, the new and smallest butt plug, the penis gag, the timer, and two quarters.

?Slave put on the collar and heels and set the timer for six minutes and twenty seconds to allow for the final prep. Slave put the timer on the floor and put on the blindfold, and the gag. Master, during this time and through the entire first part of this punishment, this slave girl did very well in the new five inch heels!!!!! Master would have been proud.

This slave then slowly leaned forward and put the quarters in place and pressed the tits to the wall, while keeping the head held back and the feet a good eighteen inches apart, if not slightly more, and then, slowly, as to not loose balance, reached back and pulled the ass cheeks apart as You had directed, dear Master.

?Master, from the very start, the emotions that this slave girl felt were enormous? to be punished like a child, but in this shaming and humiliating way, with no sight or even speech? just thoughts, and the constant need to press forward to keep those quarters in place? the new and ever increasing ache in the thighs and calves. Along with the tenderness of the nipples that were still sore from last night and now squished into a wall. Slave tried not to think about all that and occupied the mind with what she must look like from behind, how shaming it was, and how deserved it was to help this slave to be the submissive slave You require.

?Master, the quarters fell before the timer went off and slave had to take off the blindfold to find them. The timer showed a disappointing result for this slave; only four minutes had gone by and this slave cried in frustration, but resent the timer and put the blindfold back on, grabbed the ass apart, and pressed into the wall with the nipples once again.

?This time Your slave girl made the six minutes required!!!! Yes, yes, yes!!! But, ooooh, the feelings of total shame, and humiliation, and mortification, and this slave's feet, thighs and calves, nipples, and neck muscles were screaming!!!

Master, this slave girl thanks Master for this punishment. Slave learned a lot about what the slave was made of and of the slave's desire to please You, Sir. But, Master, this slave will do anything and everything to not have to repeat it? it was horrid. But, it was a good lesson overall!!!

?Kneeling to You and aching as a proper slave should, for You, Master??

In my next note to Anna, I complemented her again for being complaint, and so willing to share her deepest emotions with me. Since she said she would do anything rather than the wall, I asked her which she preferred;  the wall treatment or the enema treatment. She never did answer that question. Perhaps she realized she was being a bit hyperbolic in her statement regarding the wall.

I ordered her to have at least four cums each day, with no restrictions, for the next four days and I inquired about the status of the pending divorce. Apparently the matter was moving along, albeit slowly.

She told me that Randi was still contemplating a move to California in the months to come, but that she would continue to be our faithful life-line until she moved. Randi told her that she was proud of our relationship and wouldn’t have missed performing her currier duties for anything.

Anna told me that her journal entries were just what the divorce lawyer wanted, and what he had expected. Robert was digging his own tomb by treating Anna as a piece of his furniture; simply not paying even the slightest attention to his wife who is such a desirable woman - the woman I have come to dearly love, even from a distance.

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Anna and I were exchanging notes with regularity. Poor Randi was being run ragged providing exceptional secret currier service between us. Of course, we both knew that at some point in the near future, Randi might up and leave town, or Anna’s divorce process might get into full swing, both of which could interrupt our exciting, if rather, distant Master/slave relationship. That said, we persevered with enthusiasm, awaiting the time when we could be together as a couple.

It was my intent to stretch the limits of Anna’s submissiveness from afar; to continue to experiment with her submission to me, and her willingness to comply with the most burdensome of demands.

At one point, I wrote her a note which said; ?Slave girl, the following training routine is intended to challenge and extend your fairly conservative sexual instincts.

?I call this challenge ?The Deck Viewing.? This routine will test your willingness to be totally complaint to me in the quasi-public display of your wonderful, graceful, and erotic body, because that is what I will demand of you. Let yourself go, and have fun.

?In your high heels, waist cincher, and ball gag only, take a long look at yourself in the long mirror on your closet door. Before you get yourself outside, on the big bedroom deck, I want you to apply generous amounts of Icy-Hot gel to your cunt, asshole, and tits. Then, set the timer for thirty minutes.

?I know that the woods adjoining your property in the rear are almost on hundred years away from the back of the house and beyond the pool, but you never know who might be there with binoculars.

?While standing, spread your legs wide for the benefit of any onlookers. Pull your cincher tighter, and add a slave collar.

?Take it slowly, and sensuously, and rub light oil on your arms, shoulders, tits and everywhere below your cincher to your toes. I want your body to shine. Grind your hips, thrust your tits outward with your arms behind your head. Give the boys a thrill!

?Remove the gag and slip your fingers into your cunt? both hands. Suck the cunt juice off of your fingers slowly. Repeat this process three times.

?Lift your right tit with both hands. Let your hands feel its heft and pull the nipple aggressively and then clip the distended nipple and hang weights on the clip. Repeat the sequence for your left tit and nipple. Raise both tits high from underneath and show them off for all to admire. I might be in those woods you know!

?Put your hands behind your head, and keeping your legs spread wide, show off you body. Remove the cincher and apply light oil from your neck to your cunt. Turn around and spread ’em again. This time with straight legs, touch your toes, and hold it. Let the nipple weights tug on you.

?Straighten up and then bend from the hips and let your tits fall forward with the weights pulling hard on your nipples. Swing those weighted nipples in a circular motion for the visual effect that can give. Remove the nipples clips and weights carefully; feel the rush; feel the painful rush on those nipples of mine.

?Lay down on the lounge chair facing the woods and apply more Icy-Hot to your asshole and clit. Put on your blindfold. Imagine all the eyes on you now.

?Raise your legs six inches off of the chair and hold it that way for one minute by the timer. Do kegel exercises during this period. Repeat this exercise ten times. Between each set, spread your legs wide and raise your ass to show your cunt in a begging pose suggesting that you are ready to be fucked.

?When the ten sets are completed, stimulate your clit with your hands until you are on the edge but, do not cum. Then, hold your cunt lips open wide for a count of two hundred.

?Stand up and turn around. Pull your ass cheeks open for another count of two hundred. I know how you always love to do this. Then stimulate your ass hole with a vibrator.

?Set the timer for ten minutes. Then turn around, facing the woods and stimulate your clit, carefully, with a vibrator. After the timer goes off, you may have a three staged cum using your vibrator or your hands while standing upright for the enjoyment of the boys below. Remove your blindfold and take a bow.

?Remain naked until you have made a full report to me, my obedient, slave girl.?

A few days later, I received a note from Anna.

?Master, You are a devil? a harsh devil? grin?

? As this slave looked into the mirror before opening the French doors to the upper balcony, there stood a woman in high heels, a ball gag, and a cincher pulling at the core of this slave's body!!! What a sight!! It made the juices flow even before the Icy-Hot was applied.

?You certainly have a way with Your slave, Sir. You had Your slave girl outside, naked, with a chill wind making those nipples long and hard without even trying. Would it be right to say that this slave girl is madly in love with You and Your severe, domineering, methods, Sir?

?This slave girl doesn’t go out on that balcony much at all, Sir. To go out there naked was a rush!!!

?Despite Your teasing about other people watching me, Sir, it was clear that this slave was alone. No neighbors or random on-lookers. Nonetheless, it was a terrific, erotic, experience. The heart was pumping fast and the cunt was leaking hard, Sir, the entire time.

?This slave can’t remember all of what Your note required of me, suffice it to say that the entire event was ‘other worldly.’ So much so, Master, that this slave looks forward to doing it all again, and having those three, stand-up cums You were so kind and generous to grant.

?This slave kneels in love, honor and obedience to You, Master? This unworthy girl offers You the body and mind for Your pleasure, Sir, without reservation!!!!!?

I keep my memory of Anna’s mind and body alive every day remembering our first, and only, physical contact in my office many months ago. Her beautiful face, especially her mouth, blond hair and green eyes. Her magnificent legs, core and tits. And, her mind, so quick and inventive. What a treasure.

I have put her on a once-a-week cold shower regimen. I don’t set the day of the week for that shower since I don’t know her schedule well enough, but she must report to me, in the nude, when she is finished. It must be at least five minutes in duration, and be followed by a full application of Icy-Hot cream. By the time she writes to me she is still shivering cold, at least that is what she reports.

From her weekly notes, it would seem that while Anna doesn’t look forward to those showers, that she experiences a fresh renewal of the realization that she is my slave girl, and as an extra bonus,  because the cold water makes her nipples hard and stimulates her body all over, she is full of sexual energy when she’s finished.

I had been on the lookout for some reason to actually punish Anna and that occasion came when in a note she said that she was ?annoyed? that I had ordered her to take a third cold shower right after she had gotten warm again from the second one of the day

My next note made it clear that she was never allowed to be annoyed with me for any reason whatsoever. And, as a result of her insolent comment that she would be required to perform a self-administered whipping.

Her report on this punishment was: ?Master, this slave is so veeerry sorry for this slave's unsatisfactory attitude, recently. This slave therefore increased the severity of her whipping to demonstrate that repentance.

?According to Your instructions, Sir, this slave lay on the side, after putting oil on the butt plug, did spread the cheeks with one hand while gently pushing it in with the other Master, this new plug was still not comfortable going in, but not really painful, and the fullness was not quite as bad. This slave did notice though, that the cunt was already sopping.

?The slave girl put on the blindfold, with the new ‘little friend’ tucked into her, this slave got into the right leg over the left position and administered twenty medium to hard slaps to the slave girls right ass cheek and flank. Then, with the left over the right leg, twenty more were applied to the left ass cheek and flank.

?Slave girl then rolled onto the back, snuck a peek at Masters punishment directions and requirements, readjusted the blindfold, and administered twenty strokes to each inner thigh; a bit harder that the first forty. Then slave applied ten slaps to each tit and three to each nipple, which stunk like a hundred bees each time!!!!!

?And, then, while trembling like crazy, swung the

whip ten times, fairly hard, right on the cunt, which was still dripping? those stung like hell, too.

?It was only after slave had been able to dab the mist from the eyes, did slave realize that the punishment You required was only half over. Slave, with effort, repeated the first half of the punishment was the same intensity as the first half.

?This slave, before anything else, went to the bathroom to examine the marks left by the whip.

The right ass cheek, the right side of the hip, as well as the upper back thigh is not just pink, Sir, but quite red, with two welt like imprints on the ass cheek, one on the hip, and one on the thigh. The welt on the thigh is raised a bit and a white line traces the size of the whip flap. The left side is the same deep red color over a good portion of the area.

?The inner thighs are even more red with two welts on the right side and four on the left. All that area stings and is very sensitive now, Sir.

?Each tit is very pink, but no imprints, and the nipples are so tender to the touch now, but they are as erect as can be. The lips of the cunt are swollen; but perhaps more from the arousal than the slaps!!!   ? grin?

?Master, Your slave girl begs Your forgiveness for being insolent and for saying that there were feeling of annoyance toward you, Sir. This slave was not at all annoyed at You, my dear Master, the owner of my heart and mind. I am just a stupid slave cunt who, at times, runs off at the mouth, Sir. 

?This slave girl, before closing, would add that even though alone in the room, did feel truly ashamed and pained for upsetting You, dearest Master, and would never intentionally give You cause to punish this slave. That said, this slave would undergo any discipline or torture You felt like imposing, Sir? 

?When You order Your slave to self-administer a whipping, this slave, cringes, cries, and obeys, hesitantly but without question.

?Believe me, Sir, when You read this, because it is true, this slave would please You in every way possible!!!!!! Would You please, please, please grant Your unworthy slave girl a cum, Sir? Pleeeeease?.?

I responded, ?Slave Girl. Yes, of course you may have as many cums at you can manage, as soon as you get this message.  Let me know! I Love you dearest??

Her returned note a few days later read; ?Master, Your slave girl, just got your message and had two powerful cums!!! Slave just put her hand to the marble like clit, and knew that the slave's cunt was already on the raw edge. Knowing that, slave pulled the finger away, and looked at the tits that You own, banded, throbbing and sore.

?Slave felt the gurgling still going on in the empty tummy, and knew it was because slave had taken those hated enemas, earlier today, and why? Because, the master who owns the slave, and loves the slave, and cares for the slave, has ordered the slave to take the enemas at least once a week. That’s the simple reason and the true reason, the only reason.

?Slave looked at the nipples that seem to always be tender these days, and knows that the reason for them being tender is that the MAN she loves, and worships, and adores, wants her nipples to be tender to the touch. Simple as that. So the slave does what she can to keep those nipples hard, long, and tender, for YOU, dear Master!!!!

?Master, it’s these thoughts that put slave always at the edge, so this slave had to be very careful on the first touching. Even the second time slave touched the clit, it was soooo close. But, slave girl  knew You would be upset with this slave if the slave wasn’t under control as You had ordered.

?Finally, on the third touching, slave pinched the hard clit, and involuntarily rolled into a ball and had a cum like never before? rolled on the floor of this room and called Your name, over, and over, and over again. Called loud. Thanked You at the top of this slave's lungs.

?It was a roooollllling cum, Sir, and when the body-wrenching shivers of that cum let up, slave just rolled onto the back panting hard, and a second cum started without even touching the clit!!!! It was fabulous!!! Just extraordinarily fabulous!!!

?Thank You Master, for allowing Your property to cum, and cum, and cum!!!!!! This slave loves You sooooooo much; please know that, Sir!!!?

Despite experiencing some thrilling cums almost daily, Anna was spending a lot of time with her boys, and at her lawyers office, and our notes were beginning to be more of a reflection of our intense love rather than a reflection of our Master/slave relationship.

Anna had asked a few times that I give her permission to cum, which I did. I just kept my demands general such as to keep her cunt wet and her nipples tender; but she wanted more direction from me than that. 

Robert was still being an twit, disregarding lovely Anna like she was some inconsequential pet gold fish. Anna was becoming more and more irritated with him, if that was even possible, as time went on.

Perhaps, for the first time she saw the light at the end of the long, drab tunnel in which she had been traveling. Her idea of a marriage was not at all like the one she was in, and she was looking forward to some real love and affection.

I sensed her mood shifting to and fro for several weeks, and couldn’t wait to hold her in my arms to calm her down. From my perspective, her divorce couldn’t come soon enough.

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Anna and I were beginning to write to each other everyday and Randi was being run ragged. Not that she minded of course, but Anna found herself expressing our gratitude to her endlessly.

In one note, Anna told me that she, Robert and the boys, were expected to come over to her in-law’s place for a Holiday BBQ.

She had mentioned that my recent notes had been very tender and loving but, had not been particularly demanding of her which she missed despite the fact that she was busy with the details of her divorce. With that in mind, I wrote requiring her to wear sliding cunt clips on a connecting chain under her shorts or jeans to the family affair, and then to provide me a ?slave wetness? report as soon as she got home.

She wrote; ?Master, thank You, thank You, for Your last note.

?Sir, it was shorts, actually, at least to start. The slave took a pair of jeans along and did change into them, and not so much due to the temperature dropping, but as to this slave's cunt dripping!!!! This slave was soaking through everything? You know what I mean, Sir?!!!! 

?It was so humiliating, so risky? so?.. slave can’t find the words, Sir? This slave has such a sloppy cunt, Master, ever since meeting You?Never before has this slave girl been so aroused so often and so profusely?

?Master, this slave girl really has a sloppy cunt 24/7. Slave loves it!!!!!! Slave resents it!!!! More confusion for the mind?But, You don’t have to remind this slave to keep the cunt wet, Sir? ? grin?

?That said, this slave has started to wear pins on the nipples for periods of time in order to conform to your demands that the nipples should always be tender. That’s what You had in mind, wasn’t it, Sir? 

?Thank You, dear Master for all you have given to this unworthy slave girl. One more thing, Master? May this slave girl beg, and beg again, Master, for permission to have a cum, Sir? Please! Please!!!!!!?

Anna had a knack for raising my libido with each note. Her messages were original and so damned submissive, and, I always gave in to her cum begging. What kind of a slave did I get involved with???

In one note she wrote; ?Master, this slave loves You so muuuuch. The slave aches for You. The slave's wants  Your cock in the dripping cunt, and in the mouth, and in the ass to show You, Sir, the love that pours out, drips out, for You.

?This slave girl wants to get a tattoo near the cunt so as to feel permanently marked as Yours. To be sure, that isn’t possible at this point, but after the divorce is final, and with Your permission, Sir. This slave would love to have your initials emblazoned high on the inside of each thigh.

?Just to see how that would look, Sir, this slave, with a blue marking pen, carefully did just that, just below this slave girls cunt?. A cunt that seems to never stop dripping in love for you!!!!!

?This slave begs You Master, to have this slave's nipples pierced, as well, Sir. Even two piercings in each nipple? a stud behind a ring, Sir. You want those nipples tender, Sir, and so does this slave girl. Piercing might just do the trick permanently, Sir.

?Think about it, and when we are together, you could take Your slave girl to a practitioner and have that done to those nipples of Yours. It would be so damned erotic, Sir. Painful to Your slave at first, but then ohhhhh so much fun for You, Sir. Please, please, please!!!!!

?And, Master, there is one more thought for after we are together!!!! You might recall the assortment of whips purchased since we met!!! And, this slave has all kinds of ideas as to how You, Master, would use them on this slave's body!!!!!! Make the slave scream. Suffer for You. Willingly, suffer to please You, Sir. Such mixed feelings, Sir. It makes this slave cunt wetter just mentioning it here!!! Ooooohhhh, so wet.

?Love to you always? your compliant slave girl??

In another note she wrote; ?Master, You have asked me how this slave is sleeping these days. Sir, there is no sleeping for this slave; not as there used to be? there are visions. Visions of You!!!! Visions of Your love for this slave? Visions of this slave's love for You. 

?Visions of Your hands caressing this slave's body, of Your firm fingers touching all of this slave as You wish. Visions of this slave opening the mouth for You, spreading the legs wide, willing? no eager, to express, in the most intimate manner, this slave's true love for You!!!!

?Visions, rather than sleep? Visions of the hope our love gives to this slave for the future? no sleep, no dreams.  The dream is You, Sir? No nightmares; those would only come if Master were to abandon His slave.

?This slave can’t put You out of the head? would refuse to even try. As god is this slave’s witness, Your slave loves YOU!!!. Belongs solely to You!!! Has room in the heart for only YOU!!!

?In fact, Master, this slave paid homage to you today for an extra five minutes.  Ten minutes, bowed, tits on the cold tiles, legs spread, all behind the locked bathroom door, just thinking of You, Sir. This slave is a real mess for You, Sir. A real, loving mess, Sir!!!

?Kneeling in love, Your devoted slave girl??

I have been fond of giving Anna special public submissive challenges to test her devotion. On one occasion, I ordered her to go to the shoe store of her choice, with Randi. She was ordered to purchase a pair of four inch, open toe, ankle wrap, stiletto heels.

The difficulty of this challenge was that Anna was to wear a short skirt with no hose or underwear. She was to have sliding clips attached to her right and left cunt lips. And, she was to engage the sales clerk to helped her find ?just the right? shoes. As usual, she was to give me a complete report of the experience.

She wrote; ?Master, this slave went to Randi’s sex store to pick her up for our shoe shopping experience. Randi was just in jeans and a pull over top when this slave arrived. But, being the sweetie she is, she had with her  a tight and tiny, hot pink, lycra dress which fit her like a second skin and was sooooo super HOT!!! She also had on a pair of four inch white platform heels and yes, Master, she wore no underwear at all? she did it for me, at least slave wants to believe that!!!

?We both re-applied our makeup, and hair and when we were done, Randi and this slave girl really did look like a pair of very expensive hookers. Master, to be honest, if Randi had not sensed that this slave needed her to do that, Master, Your slave may not have had the courage to make it dressed as you had ordered, on her own. After all, Master, we were headed, by cab, to Norstroms where this slave has shopped for all kinds of expensive clothing and shoes for years, and is well known there.

?Walking through the doors, this slave felt just a complete slut. And, she knew she was dressed that way because that’s the look you wanted, Master. It felt as if every eye was looking and the slave and Randi, and thinking unbelievably aberrant and erotic things about us.

This slave felt the clips more than ever, and it was like everyone slave walked by knew those clips were there. And, they seemed to know that this slave girl had no panties on, or that they could read the marking above her cunt.

?Master, as silly as it sounds, Your slave girl had not even thought about having to sit and have a clerk assist in the process of selecting the shoes. It was just something this slave had done thousands of time before, but then it hit this slave. And, that’s when the panic hit. Thank god for Randi, because she had to wipe way a tear or two.  Really, she did, Sir!!!

?You and Your slave too, wanted the slave girl to feel humiliation, and Your slave very much had that feeling last night, Master. But, not just humiliation, but an excitement, thrill and arousal too. To sit there and have the male sales clerk attempt to kneel in front of this slave to try on the shoes, was almost too much!!!!!!

?Master, those moments were harder than the wall, the butt plugs, and the enemas, and the whippings all rolled into one. Again, thank goodness for Randi. She whispered to me as this slave trembled like a leaf? ?It’s ok sweetie, it’s your passage, but, if you need to, it’s ok to just run and be done with it.? Your slave did not run!!!!.

?Master, Randi saved the day!!! Just as Your slave was about to break into tears, or have a cum, or both, she jumped in and took control, by politely directing the gawking clerk to step aside. She said politely, ?We can do this ourselves, thank you.?

?Now, Sir, You may have wanted this slave to feel the entire embarrassment and debasement first hand but this slave can assure you Sir, what was felt at that moment was as close as a total shame and humiliation as anyone slave could endure.

?Master, there was no doubt that when sitting, this slave's cunt and the clips on her cunt lips would have been completely visible to the clerk who was looking straight ahead!!!!!! Ohhhhhh gooood!!!!

?When the shoes were paid for in cash, and in the bag, Randi grabbed this slave’s arm and pulled the slave out the door, on a trot, in our heels. Randi smacked me on the ass and said, ?next time you’re gonn’a spread ’em.?

We laughed like ten year olds, soooo hard, we cried. The cabbie, who was waiting for us. thought we were nuts, crazy, or drunk or on drugs. Sooooooo many mixed thought and emotions did run, and are still running, through this slave's head about that time in Nordstroms.

?Master, the rest of the night was spent just eating dinner and talking about everything under the sun, and having a relaxing time with a great new friend. Relaxing and talking about submission to a loving, yet demanding Master, Sir.

?Randi did say she might be leaving our area in another month or so before winter sets in to be with her D/s friends. This slave will miss her terribly and we will need to find a way, if one can be found, to communicate with You without her. That whole prospect is a bummmmmmer!!! 

?Master, this slave loves You SOOOOO much!!!!? 

It wasn’t long after that note that I got the note I’d been expecting:

?Master, divorce papers were served on Robert yesterday at his work, and if it wasn’t for you, dear Master, and the strength this slave gets from You, Sir, this slave would be a nervous wreck.

?Technically, in this State, what is being sought is not a ‘divorce’ per se it’s a ‘Dissolution of Marriage’ - no real difference, but that’s the words used. And, since it’s a no fault state, the reason given is that the marriage is ‘irretrievably broken.’ Well we couldn’t say that the bum wouldn’t fuck me, now could we?

?It was required that in the petition for dissolution, this slave was required to spelled out such things as a proposed parenting plan, a proposed division of property, and a proposed financial support plan. Those things, plus others, have been taking lots of time, Sir. Please understand. All of this must have come as a shock to Robert because he came home with those papers, fuming, cussing, fussing at me, and shouting.

?The boys were scared to death. Slave gathered them up quickly and drove them to the in-laws for the night. Slave told them about the divorce but, didn’t go into the real reasons for proceeding with the split. Slave, didn’t go into details but did say that, despite outward appearances, things had been going poorly between us for a long time. Not sure what Robert will say to them.

?This slave will be fine, but with some worry about the boys. Slave will pick them up early tomorrow and take them to school and start a routine of bringing them to school and bringing them home each day. Not sure what Robert plans to do, but there is hope that he finds a new place to live soon.

?This entire process could move along quickly, perhaps could be concluded in a few months, or Robert could be a real pain, which he is inclined to be, and it could drag on for a year. My attorney is just great and will get this thing over with asap so we can be together, and hold each other tightly, and do some other interesting things, in the same bed ? grin?

?Slave girl has been squirreling some money away for months now to pay my lawyer and to tend to whatever  needs comes up should Robert become difficult, so slave should be set that way.

?Let’s be extra cautious and on-guard. With Randi leaving, it will be difficult, dear Master, but this slave girl will love you forever. If there is a break in this slave's notes to you, it’s not be taken as a bad sign, just that logistically things have gotten complicated. This slave girl will find You when all is clear, dear Master?

?Keep me in your thoughts and prayers, my dearest. This slave, Your adoring slave, needs Your encouragement, and love, more now than ever. 

?Your slave girl and lover for the rest of our lives??

Our last several notes were tender an optimistic about the future. I included several love poems to my dear Anna, and she said she was moved to tears with each of them.

My last note to Anna was never picked up and I supposed Randi had finally moved away. Anna’s final note to me was a simple expression of her love and submissive devotion to me. That will have to satisfy me until she contacts me again.

End of the Story

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