On my own....

A gift to Master (a fictional writing of babygirl):

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Now that i have fully submitted to who i am, and been through the hardest 6 months ever, the separation was like torture drawing out the inevitable. Then finally the freedom to put my life on the right track and move forward. Thank goodness we had the RV to make the transition quicker, or this could have been even harder. Finally i am able to move to mid-town where my inner city girl can feel at home, walking to dinner and the market and close to great friends and work. Better school for lil one too. Finally on my own where my time and money aren't being wasted away by a selfish male. These last few days have allowed me to be free, truly be me.

All of this strength wouldn't be possible if it wasn't for the protection and support of my Master. This decision was made through long discussions and contemplation, worrying over my selfishness, over the security of my welfare and for the children's well-being. All along the way Master listened and advised, but duly noted that this is not what He wanted, that i should fight for my family. But it was my happiness that i wanted to fight for. At least this way it was a controlled release to the inevitable heart break that my family would have come to face head on. This was to fully live out who i am, one in a zillion made by God to live my life. The submissive woman i was born to be. Submissive to God's will to make disciples, submissive to God's desire to love all man kind, to show love and only love. This girl is a lover, inward and outward.
For the past few days i have been getting settled in to my new apartment and the excitement of my son has been a joy, i was so fearful of his life being uprooted, but he has taken it as an adventure. Tonight he is being picked up by his father so it is my first night in my new place alone. Although i will not be alone. Master will be here with me for the first night ever we will share this home. The support that Master has provided during all of this can never be repaid in gratitude, although He is trying to take it out of my hide. But i think it is more His excitement of me being His completely, total submission and surrender 24/7. Tonight we are going to dinner, and living out loud as our D/s relationship is not fully accepted by the world, it is overlooked to a degree in our community with-in the eclectic mix of liberals, gays, and youngsters more open to other lifestyle choices. Master is still careful to not cause too much attention that could affect other aspects in our lives, like work or the community.
Taking off these past few days for the move has been a relief not having to deal with work and has allowed Master plenty of visits to check up on me, allowing my hearts desires to be met in pleasing him now daily. The order in which my days are now laid out for me are such an honor, waking to please Master daily. He has been over already this morning and brought be a house warming gift along with a dress for the evening. His humor is warming to my soul as the gift of a cutting board is not typically one expected of a significant other, but the significance of this one is very heartwarming. It is a bamboo board which has an orchid burned into the wood at the corner and the date of our Union inscribed underneath. This man means the world to me and i owe Him everything for the life He has shown me and molded me to. He is my Master, He owns this body, this mind and heart. But it also is my life of service that i have surrendered to him fully.
Master will be back home in a few minutes so as i finish dressing i center myself. i make my way to the living area and sit on the sofa, i set my collar atop the box on the table, it has been just over a year of service and i still get emotional looking at this beautiful piece of art that means more to me than any other material possession. Master rings the bell downstairs announcing His arrival and i kneel on my pillow awaiting His entrance. He makes His entrance and walks past me, running His fingers down my cheek as He passes. "Good girl", He says and my heart and chest swell with pride. He had disappeared to the kitchen and a few moments later returned to His chair at His feet is where I kneel. He stares longingly into my eyes, His passion still as strong as the first time we met. He smells my neck and licks my throat and ears. Then pulling my hair makes His entrance to my mouth accessible. Passionate and lustful. He slaps my cheek, "You missed one of My calls today."
"Sorry Sir." Explanations are not needed as to the fact i was in the shower, no excuses are made. It was my fault that i was not more diligent with having my phone with me.
"Your punishment will be dealt with later." As he kisses my forehead.
"Yes Sir."
"Now my angel lets get you in your place." He picks up my collar and places it under my chin. "Show me tonight that you are worthy of my collar my sub. Make me proud."
"Yes Sir, i will Master."
He locks the clasp and pulls on my elbows for me to stand and he pulls me across his lap, ass in the air, pulls up my skirt revealing my bare bottom. He caresses my ass, "this is not Your punishment sweet girl, this is for me". He can't see my smile but i love a good spanking and he knows it. Really wouldn't have been much of a punishment anyway. As He spanks my cheeks my juices start to flow and when Master is finished he feels my sex making sure i responded. He helps me to stand and props one legs on the side of the chair holding onto His shoulders He forces my release.
"Thank You Sir."
"Your welcome My angel."
He pulls me to sit on His lap and kisses me, stroking and telling me about His day and how He enjoyed the thoughts all day about our plans for the evening and He missed me when i was not by His side today. Inquiring if He would like a drink, i rise to quench His thirst and when i return Master grabs my throat and says "thank you My love", kiss. He commands me to retrieve the butt plug out of the closet Master has outfitted with toys. Presenting it on my knees to Master he opens the side table drawer to get the gel out. He commands me to rise and turn around, i bend over as commanded fully exposing myself to Master's face. Feeling the heat of his breath so close to my heat i open my lips and feel His fingers enter the open gates...... He pulls out with sweet cream on them and lowers His hand to my lips as i clean them off, approving of the sweet cream, Master's tongue laps up the open drip, He stops. Resting His finger on the clit, He inserts the plug in my ass, i push back against the plug to ease it in. Oh this is going to be a great night.
Kneeling again at His feet i ask for permission to pleasure His cock. Permission granted, i undo his pants and release His cock, already standing at attention. Master sits back and enjoys the show as i melt into His lap. With great control He doesn't climax.... i think He likes the build up even more than the orgasm. Then a building climax is what He shall have all evening, i plan to make Master very proud. He pulls my hair and my head off his expanse. Slaps my cheek and says "watch the teeth.....". Then pushes deep into my throat, "Open Your throat slut, Now, now hold it there."
Sitting still as He finishes His drink, He enjoys my gags as He flexes His muscle in my throat. With each gag, my insides quiver, with the plug in my ass i almost come undone each time. He finishes His drink, holds it out and pulls me off by my hair. Putting up the glass, i hurry back to His side as He is waiting to leave. Like an invisible leash, i am tethered behind Master following Him. He reaches back and flings up my skirt to touch His pussy. Then grabs my hand and i hold His finger as we walk to dinner. He opens the door and i stand inside, off to the side as Master arranges us a table. He walks over and raises my head up by my chin and kisses me "My love, you are a stunning beauty". How His words melt my insides turning my fluids loose. We make our way to the table i am seated inside the booth with Master's protection to my side. He orders us drinks and an appetizer and proceeds to order one entree that i suspect we will be sharing. As we wait, this time with Master is my favorite when we can freely talk and laugh catch up on our feelings and days missed together. Loving the fact that this is who we are, one unit that is whole only because we have a balanced energy of Dominance and submission. Masters hands have risen to my thighs and He is flushing my skin with his nails back and forth, knowing there are red lines drawn on my skin, i smile knowing these small marks give Him such pleasure. As the waitress comes back to deliver the appetizer, Master asks me if i need anything. "No Sir." As i make sure the answer is not of a whisper, the waitress smiles and departs.
"Good girl."
He grabs my hair and pulls me in for a kiss, i love these moments when it feels like we are the only two in the the room. These walls too are His. We make our way through our meal sharing and i eat only when presented with food from Master. He knows it fuels my fire to give up all decisions and control, asking if i may drink. Unknowingly i have crossed my legs, Master's hand is under my hair at my neck, turning my head and whispering in my ear as His grip grows stronger, "Open your legs slut, don't deny Me my pussy." Kicking myself because i know better, just habit from work when boss lady's presence is best when legs are crossed and sitting tall in her chair. Quickly i part my legs and Master's hand grab one side of my mound and lips and pulls them apart until i whence at the pain. "You will not deny Me."
"No Sir, Sorry Sir." As He pulls the other fold, i hold my breath in deep trying to not whence this time.
"Good girl."
We finish our meal with coffee for him and dessert. Only one last bite left for my lips.
"Thank You Sir."
As we walk home Master has his hand on my ass and is gripping it tight with his nails, my cheek is hanging out for the world to see, i just grin.
When we get home, i follow Master into the elevator and He has me in the corner, He stands almost protective of me blocking my view, as the door closes He turns to match my eyes and His predator eyes show me the hunger building in Him, He grabs His breasts and tweaks the nipples. The door opens and He abrupt turns and i follow Him to the door. He opens it, grabs me by my neck and forces me inside, He holds His grip as He leads me to the bedroom. He tells me to remove my skirt and He pins me against the wall and turns me so i can't see Him. My head cocked to the side, all of my body plaster tight held by His weight. He asks in my ear "Who owns this body?"
My skin crawls from his voice, "You do Sir."
"Yes I do."
"Who owns your heart?"
"You do Sir."
As he pulls out the plug about an inch between his legs and then pops it back in my ass.
"Who owns your mind?"
Breathing ragged, "You do Sir".
"Yes.....I..... Do....... My sub."
Then pop again, the plug is pulled and released. If Master said come right now i would on command. Trusting Him as always to know what my needs are, i hope He responds soon.
"Now for that infraction today."
"Yes Sir, Sorry Sir."
"Keep Your arms right here." They are placed above my head overlapping against the wall.
"You trust me right?"
"Explicitly Sir."
"Now when I call you, you are to answer, right?"
"Yes Sir."
"I don't ask for much, you can obey these wishes right?"
"Yes Sir, Sorry Sir."
Slap, His hand on my ass, not like before, much firmer or is it the plug that makes it resonate so much more? His slaps move from cheek to cheek hitting the same spot. Then the backs of my thighs and calfs.
"Don't you dare come, you slut."
"Yes Sir."
Then the slaps on my ass again.
The sting, the heat and burn. A tear is falling down my cheek.
"What do you say?"
"Thank You Sir." i stir to get the words out.
"Breathe"
He pulls my hair and i stumble over to the bed, he orders me to remove my top and bra. He bends me over the side of the bench at the end of the bed rubbing and gently slapping my ass. Then parting my folds he forces my come, it only takes a second and i puddle onto the floor poring out of me. "Good girl." Again he makes the heat rise and climax, holding it for the third. "What do You say?"
"Thank You Sir."
"Don't make Me remind you again my sub."
"Yes Sir."
He commands me onto the bed. He hangs my head off the side of the bed and has removed His pants. He allows me to have His cock in my mouth, as my head falls back off the side, opening my throat, He grabs my breasts and enjoys the ride. He pulls my legs and commands me to lift my legs high. His fingers dance across my clit as i take Him deeper in my throat. His balls pressed hard against my nose, He holds deep and i can't breathe, i wait and hold till i gag for breath. Oh Masterful Sir, You do like my gag.
He pulls out and bends next to the bed, holding my head. "You are my prized flower." As He turns me over, "I love the marks of My hands on My canvas." He positions me to the end of the bed and He kneels at the edge and as if the honing beacon was turned on, His head finds its way smoothly into the wet cream hole. He pounds away as i feel His head inside rubbing over my delicate spots. As i reach a climax He says, "good girl, come for me". Exploding my wet cream all around His cock His pulse deepens and slows as He enjoys the silky smooth texture. He reaches down and picks me up, moving us further onto the bed. He curls my arms around my legs then locking His arms around me holding me to the bed. The complete surrender of my body forces my climax to rise again and explode.... A glorious climax. The one that makes my body go numb and loose my breath, He slows till i can breathe again and fucks me even harder. "Oh, fuck yeah!" he exclaims.
Steadying His pace, he commands me to come with him as he peaks and He honors me with His come inside His pussy. He stays on top stretching out our legs, but He doesn't remove His cock, still twitching from his own aftershocks, i tense my mussels, causing Him to stiffen at the intensity. He slaps me and grins, "don't move a mussel, just be still". Grinning back at Him with my sultry smile. This man is my world, He does the most glorious things to this body and i only hope my service to Him daily shows how much i love to serve Him. He holds me and we curl up together, i drift off to sleep, what must have been an hour, but the warm hand of my Master has awaken me as He is parting my folds and inserting His cock to use of His body as He wishes. Blessed! Completely Blessed!