At Sirs Command

At Sirs Command… All Will Be

Written by a slave….

Master is a generous man, intelligent, fascinating, strong, determined, dominant, patient, diligent, detailed, honest, kind, sincere, trusting, respectful, caring, powerful. It is for her to obey His command.

she is his slave.  He as her Master, she’s given him her mind, body, heart and soul.

There will never be another … her very essence had taken her on a journey seeking what Sir provided, Sir is the only one, who in reality, is able to sustain his dominance, even from a distance, over her.  she willingly submits to him, always will, and under his tutelage, endeavours to perform, learn, listen, and obey his command.

Keeping her Master, Sir, premier in her thoughts, words, acts, and deeds… she’s learned to change even her way of speaking… at first thinking it’d be difficult if not altogether impossible for her to speak of herself in third word (note by me, too stupid to write in the third person format)… and while with others, speak of herself in first… but she’s learned to do that… and, sometimes with Sir, she mis-speaks.  Depending on his mood, he exercises patience and forgives her, or demands punishment.  she’s learned and will continue to do so, to never take advantage of His generosity, to never assume anything.  she is his slave and will always act and be according to his rules.

she is his slave.  she’s began her training, Master to slave, in person.  she continues her training from afar, they both knowing, she’ll return and live her life as she’s sworn. And written in her blood by her hand, her oath to Sir. TPE, 24/7, unconditionally, without any limitations He owns her, completely.  she’s been given permission to ask to speak with freedom, and she tries hard to remain true to that trying to remember each day, before each verbal communication, to ask to speak freely she wishes to so do, to recognize Sir as the esteemed Master

She feels and knows him to be, she has unbridled respect and honour for Sir… she sought his strength and dominance, giving to him all that she is her intelligence, creativity, intuitiveness, caring, understanding, knowledge, sincerity, trust, and honesty.

she is his slave.  she takes great comfort in being so for he’s expressed his companionship, friendship, safety in his care, being provided for along with her means of employment and bringing money and all things to him. Sir, her Master. 

she is his slave.  she bought him a star for his birthday to recognize his lineage and her deep respect and caring for Sir, her Master.  His essence, it brings her humbly to her knees, it causes her cunt to drip, his tone of voice slips her into different states of being all she knows, she’ll do, for pleasure to be given, whatever he needs, his pleasure is paramount for the gifts he gives her, no other has ever given before no other in her lifetime ever will… He is the one.

At Sir’s command

she has taken different pictures all with pleasure for her Master all with sincerity and desire to please Sir.  Sir, however, has a much better eye for taking such pictures… and much much more skill with use of a camera and camera equipment too.

she’d had ‘help’ when she took a picture of her kneeling outside, in a snow drift, wearing her black fur jacket………….naked underneath although it was sunny at the time, it was quite cold. Sir couldn’t see just how hard her nipples had been due to that cold her cunt though, it had been wet, and it was swollen, and warm for she knew for whom she was having the pictures taken the twinkle in her eye was for Sir… the smile on her lips was for Sir.

she’d taken pictures for him of her peeing, of her ass with a lit candle, of her cunt spread. As best as she was able trying her very best to take that special picture, for Sir to see deeply inside her………………ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…………………..he will.

He will, and there will be more and more varied, creative pictures taken by Sir very very soon… she’d taken a picture of just her eyes once, with a peacock’s feather in her hair just so… she’d taken a picture too with pearls in her ears. Just a touch of simple, classic lines… Sir… he caused her to endeavour in all areas of her person and personality to Think, listen, observe, obey, grow, and change… to always be alert, to always

Be thorough, and to always promise only that which she had absolute control over that, eventually would be extremely minimized but for now. she worked vigilantly to improve and strive to not be impulsive… but to do all, all with extreme thoroughness… she loved hearing that he was pleased that was his greatest gift to her.

That, and his smile.

Sir’s strength of character

Sir’s strength of character, his integrity, his vocabulary, his directness, respect, his tone of voice and much much more, told her he was the sole man who was capable of capturing her, as his slave.  That word, slave, had enormous connotations, which she truly understood.  It would require, on her part, a very unique man to whom she would surrender everything, to whom she would obey, listen, and act, asking only for clarity if she were confused and needed guidance to achieve his, her Master’s results.

Sir had created a tape for her.  she’d listened to his voice.  Listened to his words and directives.  Listened to his expectations of her as his slave.  Listened, knowing that she was on the verge of walking through a door she’d opened.  How she’d come across his

Website, still was truly a mystery to her.  she’d answered it with a one line question, and he’d answered her.  All else was then meant to be…………and she’d be tested over and

Over again by Sir…..to verify to himself and to her, that she clearly understood… she clearly did and always would.

she’d placed his tape, in her safety deposit box after listening to it multiple times.  It gave her a sense of who she always had been but had never quite met the person to take her on her life’s journey. Even now, when she hears His voice, when she reads His emails, when she obeys his Commands, she does so with all her desire and passion to please Him, her Master.  There Isn’t anything in this world that she wouldn’t do for Him.  He’d asked her once, to read a chart of levels of slavery and tell him where she fell……………it had been an level 8…………….but over time, she knew she’d given herself completely and had risen to a level 9……………..meaning, if He was ever in any danger and it was her life or his……………….she’s so give hers…..

It was that simple.  she was devoted to Sir, her Master… she’d learn the nuances of his personality, his needs, to ensure that she listened, obeyed, and acted and in doing so, with as much precision and clarity of purpose, thoroughness in act and achievement as she could… he was hard on himself too… she respected him, she cared for him with all her being… she was here to Serve Him in all ways, 24X7, TPE without any limitations or questions.

she was his complete possession, and much much more.

she woke to hear the chirping of the birds outdoors, the window slightly open, letting in a soft breeze and a glimpse of sunlight, a beautiful day was ahead of them. Sir, he was yet asleep………..comfortable on His left side, facing the outside of their bed.

she moved quietly from her side, touching his right thigh…………..she knelt beside the bed and His left arm unfolded, pulling her head between His waiting thighs for there, there was her morning’s delight and passion… Sir’s cock… his balls

Resting, and she opened her mouth to take him in… licking and twirling her tongue. About the head of his cock first then, descending down to its base where she stopped and sucked greedily for a moment… sucking hard to feel him grow within the confines of her mouth.  She loved doing this for Sir, each day, each morning upon their waking… a joyous task giving pleasure to Sir upon each day’s waking to start Him off fresh and pleasured.  Sir’s cock stiffened and prodded the back of her throat… she moved her head up and down feeling his firm hand blended in with her hair coaching her commanding her by his strength. Speaking softly to suck, drink from her Master’s cock… make him cum.

Her hands cupped his balls, enjoying their feathery hair when she showered Sir, she washed him, thoroughly, all over, and pampered His balls…….placing conditioner on them… the hair was soft, smooth, silky to the touch… and heavy…

His balls were always heavy when fully aroused, she moved her hands to His cock while she licked his heavenly balls… kissing them, trying to take one into her mouth, then the other… both wouldn’t fit her mouth wasn’t large enough to accommodate both at one time… ahhhhhhhhhhh his balls…

Sir turned on his right side then, exposing his arse… her left hand was still holding His cock, moving up and down… feeling Him grow even harder… her tongue found his other pleasure zone His arse… where she inserted her tongue deeply, then swirled it about the outside of his arse…licking and sucking, breathing His scent tasting all of Him… her thighs were drenched from being able to pleasure him so… she lifted herself and bent over His body to bring her mouth over the head of Sir’s cock… she could taste the beginning of the honey cum that was about to explode…

Her mouth dropped to the base of Sir’s cock… feeling the ripples that told her of the cum she was about to receive His hands pressed her head in place to receive it all she felt herself swoon at the joy she felt, tasting again this morning what she’d tasted last night and each day’s previous morning…

Sir  is so beautiful…

He opened his eyes, and told her to get on her knees… she obeyed him, she’d given to him, herself, TPE, 24/7.

Sir stepped to the toilet and waited, she positioned herself at His side, holding his cock while he pissed… then He stopped and told her to take her morning drink, she turned her head to take His cock within her mouth and did as ordered drinking His piss, then licking the head of his cock clean…

she ran the water in the shower and watched as Sir entered… He lathered himself completely, watching her face as he washed his cock, balls, and arse………knowing she was waiting to lick the droplets of water off his cock, balls, and arse then, wiping Sir down with a warm towel she’d placed in the dryer… she was accustomed to ensuring He be completely happy each morning before they both ventured off to work…

Sir told her, she was to have her clit pierced.  There was no discussion, no question…

It was fact, she was to call and find a place that he would take her to and have this action performed.  she was told, he would be present, observe and that she was to do this to obey Him.  No one would, forevermore, ever see her naked without his presence…she belonged to him, period.  she acknowledged same as fact.

she called then, found a place, they drove, and, when inside, she did become anxious.  She’d acknowledged His ownership of her in her mind, acknowledged it in writing to Sir, she acknowledged to herself that she would always obey Him without question, clarity at times, but without question for she respected and trusted Him and wished only to please Sir, her Master.

The piercing, it was painful, she clenched her teeth and breathed through them, she’d asked to hold Sir’s hand………which He extended, and she squeezed it slightly too… she’d bled a bit which was cleansed and a ring placed through.

Instructions were provided and when back at home, she multi-daily cleansed the area. About her piercing moving the ring and becoming comfortable with its presence… recognizing each time she touched it just what it meant. A visible sign that she belonged to Sir 24/7 she’d said yes.

To his total power all that she was, who she was, all that she owned, she’d said Yes… all belonged to Sir… all does… all belongs to Him.

It wasn’t until almost 4 days later, when the ring was easily moving and outwardly healed that Sir, He began His next instruction.  Placing a leash on her ring…..she’d always had until then her leash attached at His command on her neck’s collar that she wore upon waking, till they retired for true ‘sleep’… her collar, she wore proudly for her Master, Sir, was a very intellectual and dignified man, she counted her blessings each day……………….and swore her absolute unbreachable allegiance to Sir… that was her way.  Sir would lock it in place at times, sometimes not.  The affect though was psychological, that she plainly understood…

And she’d asked one night to have it left on… to sleep with it left on all night. That had impacted her… for she’d heard and felt her heartbeat… all night. Long, and she’d begin to drift then wake looking at his painting of a field with cows seeing herself walking among them, climbing to the partial Castle in the background… then return to the field, nakedly lying down and falling asleep for a few moments… only to awaken and repeat the process…

Sir, was sound asleep… She was pleased with that… and of His generosity and consideration placing bottled water for her on the nightstand in case she became thirsty each night thoughtful… she’d always remember that and require herself to give more do all that she ever could for Sir. she was absolutely devoted to her Master.

By herself

she was allowed to masturbate, 3 times daily no more.  With her work schedule so erratic, she found herself masturbating twice each day, and on many days, a third time. When Sir ordered her to call, her cunt immediately would be wet, when she read His text messages, or when reading his emails, receiving mail, hearing his voice, doing his bidding, she became wet… sometimes so drenched she feared everyone would smell her cunt… when it was that intense, if out shopping for something her Master bid her to do, she’d step into a bathroom, pee, and wipe herself trying to reduce what she thought everyone could smell her cunt oozing, her clit swollen and ripe her hole begging for Sir’s cock when at the house, she’d slide her fingers between and inside, licking… licking and thinking more of his cock, cum, and piss.

Last night, late, she’d fallen asleep, lightly, after having masturbated she’d seen herself crawling toward her Master… He was sitting and was pulling on her leash.  He’d wrapped a chain tightly about her waste, sliding it between her cunt lips, pulling her clit and its ring through one chain link, securing the chain’s end at the back of her waist after pulling it tightly between her arse He’d secured ‘stringed balls, which He’d buried deep within her arse, its ‘pull ring’ clearly visible, on her clit ring, He’d attached her leash and He pulled her forward toward his throbbing, waiting cock.  her cunt with each movement, she felt the cold steel, she felt the ‘balls’ within her buthole, and when she was inches from her mouth sealing itself upon her Master’s cock,

Her had her rise tightening the chain even more causing her to take a breath for then He brought out the clamps, telling her to squeeze her nipples and make them really hard stretch them, pull them… more, more, more for his pleasure, she fixed her gaze on his mouth and did as ordered. Then He leaned forward and put the clamps on her tits, the pain made her shudder and He told her to suckle His cock take it deeply in her throat… He leaned forward and moved her arms behind her back, lashing her wrists together. Then strapped her collar between bands he’d put on his thighs with each suckle, His cock grew harder, longer, and the chain tightened on her clit and ass, He’d tug lightly then harder on the clamps holding her nipples, He released her neck from his thigh bindings, leaned forward, touching each nipple that was swollen and hard she gasped at his touch but yearned for more..

He obliged by taking each nipple in his mouth and biting on it tears welled but she didn’t scream… He’d told her not too, she was to give Him pleasure in whatever manner He wished and never to scream or have any outburst she bit her lip nearly drawing blood but remained silent till her manoeuvred her head back to its place. His cock, it was so ready then that the slightest touch of her lips caused Him to spill His cum on her face and mouth… she lapped it all … ahhhhhhhhh, Sir was so delicious… She thanked him and was rewarded by having his cock placed back in her mouth.

When Sir came home, she was expected to be in position, naked, clean, on her spot, and to speak her oath.

He’d placed her collar about her neck, locking it in place, and showing her where the key would be placed in case of emergency.  Only in case of an emergency, or upon his command that she was allowed to leave the property, was she ever to remove her collar. It was to remain in place at all times, removed only by Sir. It was close to time…

she unfolded the ‘fleece’ flag that she’d sewn and placed it on the floor, just inside the doorway where Sir would enter.  she’d not been told to run any errands or do anything.

Outside that day.  she’d showered and performed her tasks and answered Sir’s phone calls.  He always checked on her, to ensure her safety, and to ensure she obeyed His commands.  Only his phone calls, was she allowed to answer.  All others went to voice mail.  She’d listen and write down the message to convey to Sir when He called her.

Her hair was done the way he wanted it.  She’d done her makeup, ensuring too that her. Red lipstick was neat, that her toenails and fingernails were also red, not chipped….she’d had to touch up one toe and that was done.  She attached her leash to her clit ring and stretched it out on the floor in front of her……….it was to be ready for Sir to pick up and lead her, for her to follow or heal at his side on all fours unless he instructed her to stand.

she heard the car, got into position, her arse up in the air, forehead on the floor… Arms outstretched with palms up, all acknowledging Sir owned her… all of her.

The door opened and he stood… she saw only his shoes, then heard His voice where He commanded her to speak her oath, she did so and remained then silent. Sir lifted her leash and draped it over her left shoulder as he walked behind her to view her cleanliness, she was wet… her cunt wet… as it always was when she heard Him, smelled Him, thought of Him… He enticed it more by lightly touching her swollen cunt lips.

“Kneel up” Sir told her, and unzip me lick your Master’s cock… she rose up on her knees in front of him and obeyed his command… taking care to remove his cock and opening her mouth, extending her tongue to lick that which she waited for and thought of all day long pleasuring her Master, pleasing Sir. He took her leash and told her to rise and walk with him to the bathroom there, He had her kneel beside him and watch as he pissed away fluid she was so longing to drink then he stopped, telling her to open her mouth, and much to her glee, she drank for she’d drank her water during the day, but was waiting for Sir for her true nourishment she kept the head of his cock in her mouth as He pissed down her throat and when He was spent, she licked clean the head of His cock.

“Good” —- He placed her leash again over her shoulder, told her to rise, and tell him of her day.

She asked permission to speak freely looked up at Sir’s face, and she glowed… ahhhhhhhhhhhhh, he was a great Master… And she spoke of her day.

It was the 4^th of September a most glorious day, for it is the day that Sir was borne into this world 9/4 add upto 13, his favourite number. Her’s was 5/17 which, too, added to 13 meant to be. She had learned and Sir had recognized that, without ever speaking a word.  She’d asked for his assistance, if it were possible, to help her locate bakeries within his area that would provide a sumptuous raspberry chocolate mousse cake for his birthday.  The first year, the bakery she’d found had done a perfect job, delivery and all.  The second time though, they had not provided a chocolate cake, but a white one which they promptly returned and covered over with chocolate, while it might have been tasty to some, it hadn’t turned out correctly and there’d been issues with its delivery too.

They were not to be the ones this year… No, she’d search early and find a special place that would create exactly what was needed. They, Sir and she, found such a place and had a ‘test’ cake prepared.  Sir volunteered to pick it up, and enjoyed its taste much to her absolute delight.  For His actual birthday then, we decided to have the cake prepared and ready for pick up prior to His birthday. Sir, emailed her pictures that reflected the essence of a wonderful birthday cake.

Next time, she’d lite candles and rest the cake on her abdomen, laying across the table with her legs spread wide and a dessert plate slid between her legs, just so… Sir would then be able to ‘slice’ his cake, play with her clit, smear it with chocolate If he so desired, and lick clean his plates…

Oh, but today, she’d listened to His voice and had wanted so to be there, resting her chin on His knee as he told her of His weekend and day, she would obey him in all facets.  She’d envisioned herself while He was speaking, while Sir sat by His computer, of unzipping His jeans, pulling them off, then pulling off His undershorts asking with her eyes, permission to lick and suck for she’d become hungry then, very hungry, both to ease His thoughts, provide Him with a bit of pleasure and physical, emotional, mental relaxation.

Sir, had told her, often, his cock might not always become fully aroused and rigid. Did this concern her? No, irrespective of the state of Sir’s cock, she loved it in her mouth. We’d watched a movie one evening before, and she’d sucked and licked Sir’s cock He’d cum and she’d wantonly drank and cleaned Him with her tongue after then He’d become comfortable and told her to continue… She’d done so, with Sir in a slight slumber, the movie ongoing in the background, and she, she’d continued to enjoy Sir’s taste His cock kept warm and comfortable within the confines of her mouth… Her tongue rolling it, her cheeks squeezing it every so often and to Sir’s surprise, it getting hard once again, dripping cum into her waiting mouth… ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh she so yearned for that now.

Sir gave her tasks to perform and expected them to be done with perfection, with no issues, with no questions… the first had been a red Ferrari jacket. She’d been pleased to do so for him and he’d been gracious in sending her a picture of Him wearing it he’d worn it in the Spring and in the Fall and taken pictures when he did wear it hence, it made her smile.

Sir always amazed her, He always challenged her, in such a manner as to challenge herself, improve herself, think before acting, not to act impulsively, thinking so as to minimize mistakes…. that had been a challenge for her, and sometimes still was.  Initially, she’d been frightened of ever doing anything wrong, and with that fear, she’d screw up but try harder not to she remembers the feathers, the peacock feathers.  She’d grabbed at a couple when Sir, while she was kneeling, blindfolded, and arms behind her back that had not been tied, he’d tickled areas of her body, to see her reaction in response to his commands how well would she obey him. she’d tried, but then, her anger had spontaneously erupted, not at Him or what was happening, other thoughts had seeped into her mind and she’d done wrong by Sir, she grabbed the feathers and had bent them.  Stupid thing to do, but the damage was then done.  Her task had been to find and replace them. she’d bought some, and sent them, but she’d done so too quickly for she’d not asked their length to replace them, they’d need to be as the originals.  she soon learned to ask for clarity if she was uncertain, she soon learned to think before acting.

Soon she learned of her Master’s perfection and she sought to become as close to that as possible……………she sought to please him because he’d given her so much.

Sir, He gives to her more than He may ever know, He gave her the strength to be free in her words, to express to Him her fantasies, to express to Him all her desires, to share with him every door in her mind… He never laughed or scoffed at her. He encouraged her to tell him everything He shared with her of himself as well, which built a trust between them, she then felt empowered to give all of herself to Sir felt empowered to open even further, to be the adventurous woman that she had always been. To explore with Sir all that He desired to see, touch, smell, taste. She shared with Him movies she’d seen and hoped they’d see, for she had yearnings that she would do with Sir, and with no other… ever.

her senses were captivated by Sir, and his tone of voice, his words, his emails, letters, encouraged her Sir, was the one.

Often she escaped to internet sites about M/s, sometimes daily, sometimes just every so often. Some of the pictures were truly boring some were erotic and she found herself wishing to share those that she thought he too might find enticing things that they’d do together on their journey…

He’d told her one her first birthday, to live, love, and laugh, those were special words to her…………..He would equally tell her she had SFB (shit for brains) when appropriate, and she found those words too, comforting for she respected Him, and acknowledged her mistakes when mistakes were made she’d never lied to Sir, and never would. He’d taught her valuable lessons at times Sir, was equally defined with patience, as was she, patience, integrity, confidence, compliance, intuitive.

Nothing Sir would ever ask of her, for her to obey, would she ever question or deny. Nothing Sir told her to do would she ever find repugnant or kinky or wrong. If told to do for his pleasure, she would. Sucking Sir, spreading her legs wide so that he could place a dildo in her cunt, or a dildo in her ass… her aroused her passion and gave her latitude to explore, test her senses, she’d licked his ass, she’d never done that before and waited to do so again, inserting her tongue had been Exciting… more so had been tasting his cock just after Sir had pissed, even more, His pissing in her open mouth, her face, her hair, her tits, in her cunt. And she waited and yearned for more…

she’d go to bed now, masturbating and thinking of pleasuring her Master, Sir. He’d given her gifts, a smile in a picture, positive reinforcement when she did things right, acted correctly, spoke confidently simple gestures of thank you’s. All, from her Master… who dominated and possessed her.

And when finished, wait for permission to suck Sir, He ate some cheese, drank His wine, and ate some sausage that they’d brought she finished lapping, her drink and waited, Sir moved her bowl aside, and attached straps to each of his thighs then motioning for her to move forward, hooked her collar to each of His legs giving her minuscule room, her entire focus was to suck Sir’s cock, balls, and ass.

Sir, a very special and unique man

She’d been driving, trying to remain focused on that, but her mind was wandering, her senses were pulling her toward her Master she found herself with her collar on, naked, her leash attached to her clit ring, kneeling beside Sir as He was preparing their dinner.  Sir was an excellent cook.  There wasn’t anything that He couldn’t prepare, cooking, baking, making jelly, delicious desserts and breads. He was quite skilled in many areas, and in the kitchen too.  she too was an avid baker, loved to cook and prepare healthy meals for them both.  Today though, when Master had returned home, He’d decided he would make their dinner.

Sir had her leash clasped to his black belt.  She could smell the aroma from the shrimp dish He was preparing.  He then turned to her and told her to unzip his pants using her teeth.  she was allowed to use her hands only to move the material aside, but the rest was to be done according to his instructions.  she obeyed him and unzipped him.  He told her to take out his cock he needed to piss a little and didn’t want to stop

What he was doing.  she obeyed.  She gently removed his cock from the folds of his underwear, opened her mouth and took the head of his cock into her mouth.  His piss flowed slowly since he was controlling its stream to ensure she drank all without letting any drop on the kitchen floor.  He stopped, and she licked the head of his cock clean.

Get some dishes he’d told her and released her leash from his belt.  she brought them to him and He placed dinner on both plates.  Take mine to the table was His instruction to her.  Just a moment with yours, it needs some extra spices……upon which he then held His cock over her plate and pissed over it completely.  You may take your plate to thet able too and sit next to me, was his instruction to her.  She obeyed. 

They talked during dinner of both their day, His job and hers.  She listened mostly and enjoyed her dinner immensely… it was a treat when Sir spiced up her food.  After, he told her to drop beneath the table and suck his cock.  Sir spread his legs wider and told her to lick his balls as well.  She obeyed and brought him to the brink of jetting his cum when He told her to stop.  She was to clean up the dishes and the kitchen while He rested on the couch watching His favourite show… she finished her task and knelt on the floor at His feet.  A bit of laundry needs to be done He told her.  She’d obey and do so all his clothing and hers were gathered up, the exception was his underwear.  Those, she was only allowed to pick up with her teeth so that she could smell her Master once cleaned and washed, she’d fold them and put them away with her hands but once worn, they were to be touched only with her mouth and her teeth.  she loved that, she loved His smell, and she loved being obedient to Sir.  Come here, He ordered her, she returned and knelt by his feet.

He moved just so on the couch after inserting a DVD to watch.  You may watch the DVD with me after you’ve cleaned my ass, and finish what you started, making me cum bitch… ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh she so loved inserting her tongue into His ass, he moving His legs just enough to allow her to lick and clean Him. He knew she enjoyed licking and moving her tongue about His hole, inside, then His balls, the inside of His thighs, and swallowing his cock deep within her throat… He placed his hands in her hair as she moved her head up and down on His cock, her hand moving in unison…

Both her mouth and hand getting tighter on his swollen cock, she could feel and sense that he was about to cum, she slowed her pace just a bit to increase his explosion of cum, and suddenly she felt him gush within her mouth. His taste was incredible and she held his cum within her mouth along with his cock savouring both till she swallowed. And swallowed yet again then began licking Sir’s cock and cleaning its head, she moved down to his balls, then circled around to lap again at his ass for a long time….

Then Sir pulled on her leash, telling her to rise and sit beside him, legs spread wide so if He so chose, He’d be able to insert his fingers or hand into her cunt. They watched the movie and while it was playing, Sir added clips to her nipples. They’d swollen with her desires to please him, He wanted to add to her experience this night, pulling a chain from the end table he wrapped it about her waist and then slid it from the middle of her back, between her ass cheeks, pulling it tightly as He moved it between the rings at the back of her cunt forward, attaching the end to the chain’s beginning at her waist.  Sir re-attached her leash to her clit ring and placed locks at strategic points in her cunt rings which had the chain in between them, and on her clit ring as well.  Let’s take a short walk about the house.  He held her leash, and at first walking upright wasn’t very difficult.  Then her had her drop to her knees and hands.  she was to remain so while He walked ahead and sat down on the couch.  He pulled on her leash which was then her order to crawl to Him.  In this position, the chain tugged and pulled into her cunt flesh… she moved slowly and He ordered her to hurry up open her mouth to suck him. she moved quickly and was told to stop, remain in that position, he had something else He’d forgotten to do.  He returned with beads to insert into her ass He moved the chain slightly, enough to allow him to push the beads up her waiting ass, its final string. He let dangle, and replaced the chain now crawl again she was told!

And she obeyed, mixed sensations flooded through her, and she crawled. Knowing her reward was giving him pleasure, seeing him smile, sucking and licking His cock tasting and drinking Sir’s nectar… relishing each drop of cum and piss. He bent her backwards and chained her wrists to her ankles, placed a bit then in her mouth and took pictures of her body wrapped in chains, the beads still inserted deep within her ass.  her swollen clit projected itself, her cunt dripping, her inner thighs drenched with fluid flowing from her cunt, her arousal was self evident….

He fingered her clit bringing her close to an orgasm, then stopped briefly, spreading her legs wider and taking another picture of her cunt, open, wait, throbbing and waiting. The lock way below was drenched in her juice when He inserted its key to remove it. And he inserted two, three, four fingers deep into her cunt, taking them out and re-inserting them. The bit in her mouth, she bit deeply into, now needing to cum herself… her clit throbbing even more. He squeezed on it, then much harder… she was between pleasure and pain. she was His to do and obey, she was His to explore and receive all that He wished to do she was His. You may cum bitch His voice thundered. And she did, to her surprise, He placed a small clamp on her clit that bite so fiercely that she nearly fainted. When she came to her body, her mind, she was exhausted. He let her recover for a moment before He began to remove first the bit, then the clips still attached to her swollen nipples. The lock from the chain about her waist and strung tightly between her cunt lips, to finally, the beads still tight within her ass, those He removed slowly as He’d positioned himself in front of her. She sucked again on his cock, when the last one came out of her ass he came deep within her throat….

A dream of new home

Sir was expected home shortly and she was in position for his inspection.  her rug was laid out on the floor where He expected her to be… she’d cleaned herself thoroughly, shaving her cunt again to ensure it was ‘baby soft’ having put some lotion on it too, which she did every night… her nails were done, her collar on, her makeup clean, her hair just so.

She knelt in position and waited with her leash outstretched for her Master.

He entered their home and walked to where her arms were outstretched, hands turned up….

And stood.  He waited for her to complete speaking her oath before he bent down and picked

Up her leash.  “Rise” he’d told her, and as you ascend, pick up your rug… we won’t need that further this evening.  She obeyed and did as he’d told her.

They’d begun placing new pieces of furniture in their home and had designed a glass dinner table.  Its width, approx. 3′ and its length, approx. 6′ the glass had been bevelled and had rounded corners that fit into a dark cherry wooden frame.  The legs and the frame had been built by Sir, and she had helped, varnishing, then applying a thin piece of sandpaper to smooth it all, then varnishing one last time.  The cherry wood for the frame and legs of the table shown to a high gloss.  Master had created a special chair for himself too which was also out of the cherry wood and covered in a buttery soft suede cloth dark in colour.  Sir’s chair, he’d place it either at the head of the table, since he was her Master and Lord of their home. she, His slave, would be placed at either the opposite end, or, across from you, sitting if you’d so allow, but, upon eating a bit, being told to kneel down on all fours, and complete her dinner on the floor, between His feet rising only to then suck and drink from His cock allowing Him to move his plate… enjoying His dinner, while he see and watch his slave, servicing his cock, balls, and ass.

The width of their table had been critical to allow her to lay upon it, vertically or horizontally, as Sir would so order and she’d obey horizontally, she’d be in such a position to have her head placed between Sir’s thighs and suck a portion and/or sometimes that was her dinner while her Master ate. Sir’s plate resting sometimes on her stomach or resting between her thighs as Sir ate facing her cunt placing food within her cunt for his enjoyment and consumption later. Sir would sometimes have her lay perpendicular on the table, his plate resting on her stomach as she licked and sucked his cock and to increase the ‘mood’, He’d place a long candle between her cunt lips, tight against her clit and ring, allowing it to ‘drip’ there… He’d sometimes sit at the dinner table for a longer period of time, talking to her as she lay with her mouth consumed with pleasuring Sir. He’d tell of more of his life, his day, dreams they shared, things they’d next be doing all the while, he’d watch as the candle burned down and when it was so very close, he’d squeeze her quivering cunt lips to the candle, extinguishing the flames… her cunt was always wet and oozing with juice…

The excitement He gave her, the unlimited yet unknown experiences and freedom to explore,

Kept them ongoing…

Dinners weren’t always served in such a manner. Sir didn’t want either of them to become accustomed with daily redundancy. He liked to spice things up. He loved to challenge her,, He knew her need to be

Taken on journeys with Sir, she’d so long ago given Him her absolute self… No denials, no limitations.

Sir would whip her when she’d not performed well, and whippings for those reasons were not often. He knew though that she enjoyed it as did he and, during different scenes, He would cause her, unbound, to accept each stroke and count them off.

Irregardless of the pain, the welts, the broken skin, her tears, she’d count knowing he’d start over if she missed… she kept herself spread as she was ordered. Accepted each stroke, across her ass, her tits, her stomach, her cunt… each she accepted for each was done for her Master… her loyalty, devotion, inspiration, a myriad of feelings that they shared and cared for each other… she promised him.

Tonight, Sir had served dinner and she’d sat across from him…..her legs spread wide and he’d placed a dildo in her cunt which was to remain till dinner was over.  He’d blindfolded her when she sat down, and he’d leaned slightly across the table to feed her her food she trusted Sir implicitly, holding her tongue out as she’d been instructed accepting all either by fork, spoon, or from his hand. she heard his chair move and waited in silence then, felt his hand on her left shoulder… she was told to turn her head she felt His cock touch her lips and she opened her mouth further waiting for him to push his Cock in her lips, her tongue were fuelled by his smell and by the foods he’d fed her, she sucked heartily, knowing this time, only her mouth was to be used, not her hands. Nothing more, she felt Sir’s cock get swollen and hard causing her cheeks to begin to tire, but she persisted for she enjoyed so His taste, her passion for giving Him her all.

And Sir’s pleasure He exploded in her mouth and he pulled out as he let more cum splash on her face and open mouth ’Stay that way’ he’d told her ‘I want a picture’ he’d moved off and she heard the click as the camera flashed.

‘Now you can lick my cum off your face’… ’Was that delicious?’ Oh, Yes Sir… she’d replied take off your blindfold, and clean ass while I finish my dinner… she’d crawled under the table to obey Sir… licking, sucking, kissing, and cleaning… then he pissed down her throat for her dessert and final reward.

Each time she heard Sir’s voice, it was as if the first… her body responds and flies to a point of ecstasy, her nipples harden, her clit swells, her cunt drips Sir’s power over her, supreme, immediate. And she adores him all that much more infinitely.

Yesterday, she’d woken to his ‘page’……………a text msg on her cell phone that immediately rose her from her reverie, she’d answered His call and returned it too. Being not alone, she respected Sir, so much more for keeping her ‘safe’.

she’d later, when taking a shower, had inserted her fingers within her cunt, as Sir would, then moved to her clit, squeezing it, then massaging it bringing herself to an orgasm as she envisioned herself kneeling in the shower, Sir in front of her, while she sucked his cock and drained Sir of all his precious cum/honey at that moment…

They’d taken a drive then, she driving while Sir reclined and listened to the music he’d popped into the car’s CD player Tchaikovsky, Symphony #1, Winter Dreams, it was beautiful, as her Master, inside and out. The air crisp as they drove to see, listen, and relax.  They were going on a ‘picnic’. Sir, with his camera, to take pictures outdoor scenery.  He’d brought rugs, her white sheepskin, as well as her ‘flag’.  They parked off the roadway in an area with hardwoods that were changing and with tall whispering pines.  She followed Sir, till they came to a clearing,  the grass green and lush, white flowers were yet blooming around the circle of space. she stripped as ordered and knelt in her position in the center of the sphere. Sir pissed on her back and she turned her head to sip the last drops and clean him before he stepped back the sun sparkled like diamonds on her back she spread her legs wider and raised her ass higher to acknowledge her respect and desire to always please Sir.  Then He dropped the white sheepskin on the ground and lifted a piece of transparent material that she’d bought at the store she knelt and arched her back toward the ground, extending her arms toward the sky. Sir was in his creative element and took picture after picture of her these, He would do later both in colour and black&white. They would turn out to be very erotic poses being an ‘American’ He then had her stand in front of the ‘flag rug’ with her leash attached to her clit, and He’d bound her hands, her collar on, and blindfolded it’s message quite clear…

They opened then the picnic basket, and she prepared the foods they’d brought along with a bottle of Tokaji #5…….Sir let her sip her glass for just a moment before He spent a bit of piss into her glass…………she took one short sip, then he poured its contents into her bowl.  He sat on the white sheepskin run, after she’d taken off his shoes, socks, jeans, and underwear. He spread his legs wide and placed her bowl within inches of his cock and balls, she was to use her tongue to ‘lap’ the wine/piss.

He layed back and closed His eyes while she obeyed His commands, moving from His cock, to His balls, to His ass, and using her tongue and mouth to give Him pleasure. she loved to lick His ass, His was the only that she’d ever licked, kissed, sucked, inserting her tongue, arousing her senses to smell and enjoy her cunt swelled and dripped on the ground, her thighs glistened with juice as she continued to lick and taste Sir. He told her to focus on his cock then and exploded in her waiting mouth don’t swallow she was told open your mouth and look at my cock another photo was taken, her expression of rapture and bliss captured… Spread your legs further apart she was told, and handing her her leash, she was told to pull hard so her clit stood straight up. He knelt down and took a photo from that angle too, then had her stretch even further back over her bent knees, where he was able to see her opening he’d brought a rose without the thorns removed, for the occasion and placed it now in her hole, its petals becoming wet with her juices… she was His to command, she wished only to please Him.

In all ways…

He turned her over and inserted beads in her ass, their sapphire blue ring & string lay on her raised ass……..Sir then placed clamps on her nipples, placing them adroitly so they hung straight down, Thin chains were attached to her clit ring and to two new rings he’d had placed on her outside labia these He’d attached to the clamps on her nipples so that as she moved, she herself pulled on her clit, cunt, and tits. Sir had her remain in her position as he set up the Tripod to take a picture he knelt in front of her and raised her head to his cock raising her head pulled on everything, and she let out a deep breath she opened her mouth and took Sir’s cock into her waiting mouth then, he pulled firmly, yet gently on the ring of beads in her ass the image was stunning and erotic. The beads remained inserted and Sir moved the tripod for various angles to capture her body, His control, His mastery of her and the scene He’d created it was indeed elegant, erotic, creative, and beautiful made more so by the white sheepskin rug, the greens of nature, the white flowers at the edges.

Her absolute obedience, she’d always be tested the results always pleased Sir for she trusted Sir, she obeyed Sir implicitly… always.

She remains Sir’s slave, mind, body, heart & soul…

Sir had sent her pictures that were more than any he’d sent her before. Sir was an incredibly brilliant Master poignant in His words, actions, and control of her.  she thrived serving Him.  She thrived listening to Sir, respecting, honouring, trusting in His creative genius, her desire to please Him always growing, always endless to change, endless to improve.

Daily, she woke Him.  Daily she showered and performed her tasks to start Sir’s day with joy and happiness. His food, His clothing, premier to her or He was far and above all men. 

Today, her tasks included their laundry.  His specifically; to iron his clothing to perfection.  Before He’d left, she’d started His underwear first, and would then do shirts and dark clothing.  She’d been taught to pick each pair of his underwear up with her teeth only………all His other white items she was allowed to use her hands.  She relished in her desire to please Him and enjoyed using her mouth in this fashion……….using her senses to smell his body. 

Sir had taken the time to place the thin chain through her cunt lips and about her waist. The chain was taught, not so much as to cut and harm her, but tight enough, with her clit pulled through one of its links keeping her stimulated.  Sir had attached clips to her nipples that had a link of chain that went ‘round the back of her neck chain then ran from either nipple to her clit ring for added measure, Sir had inserted a ‘bug plug’ in her ass it was kept tightly in place by the chain.

Sir had placed her leash on her clit ring as well the longer leash which allowed her movement from the washer/dryer, to the ironing board/iron and rod to hang up the ironed shirts and pants.  This movement, however, still gently pulled on her nipples, her clit, her ass keeping her sexual thoughts slightly on edge waiting for Sir’s return, for her to be ready to service her Master.

He called her during the day to ensure she was obeying his instructions and performing her tasks.  she was allowed to ask permission to unlock her leash today, to go outside to pee in her space in the yard with the butt plug in place, she’d have to hold till Sir came home. 

Sir called informing her he was only a moment from their home.  She’d completed her laundry tasks His underwear folded, waiting for him to allow her to put it away in his dresser.  His shirts and pants were done and lined up as he’d instructed her. she’d been given permission to put away the ironing board and iron, to pull out her rug, retaining her leash on her clit ring, and assume her position for inspection. 

Obeyed and waited. Sir opened the door, walked to where she knelt, and ordered her to speak her oath. she obeyed and remained then silent.  Sir walked about her body, spread her ass and saw the butt plug still in place.  He pulled sharply on the chain and both heard her gasp and felt her squirm.  she immediately knew were punishable.  she remained silent not knowing what Sir would then do.  Quickly, He walked away but returned and she heard the sound of the crop in his hand as He struck it along the wall.  she waited pensively.  “Count” He told her and she began.  “One, thank you Sir, Two, thank you Sir, up to 13…………her ass was crisscrossed with welts.  she’d refrained from crying but it had taken all her inner strength to speak each number and thank you clearly without crying.  “Good”, Sir had then said He raised her to a standing position which pulled again on her nipples then, he removed the clips and chains.

She nearly fainted from the blood flowing to multiple parts of her body, He felt her weakness and kissed the top of her forehead causing her to remain still.  “There, that should remove the pain” and it had.

“Dinner, is it ready?”……………”Yes, Sir” was her response.  “First, I need to piss.” she knelt in front of him and opened her mouth.  “Drink” he told her and she swallowed quickly all that flowed from his loins into her.  “Thank you Sir.”  she licked the head of Sir’s cock, then slipped his cock back inside his pants, using her teeth to raise the zipper. “Good” – you’re learning well.”  “Dinner” she was allowed to walk into the kitchen and bring two plates to the table.  She’d placed their food on both.  She waited with her plate Sir pulled out his cock again, pissing lightly over her meal.

“Take your plate to kitchen place on the floor, and eat like a pet on your hands and knees” she obeyed, eating, listening to His voice, words of His day, savouring her dinner.  After cleaning things up, she was told to place a towel on the couch and sit beside Sir. she obeyed and He pulled her leash, causing her to kneel on the floor between His open legs, seeing his aroused and engorged cock.  “Lick and suck your Master’s cock”… And she obeyed for she was eager each evening to please Sir.  Sir exploded cum within her mouth in moments and she let it swirl around before she was allowed to swallow.  “Keep licking and cleaning your Master’s cock………..you’ve waited all day for this haven’t you?  Sir pulled out the straps that he wrapped about his thighs to keep her mouth in place.  Her arms her pulled behind her and bound them.  her collar was hooked to His thighs.  Sir relaxed then, she remained in her position, licking, sucking, smelling, using her tongue, mouth, lips, on Sir’s cock and balls Sir spilled cum down her throat again and she continued as before, she was happy to give her Master pleasure He removed one clip from His thigh and her collar, reached between her legs and felt how wet she’d become He squeezed hard her clit, felt her suck in her breath then reattached her collar to His thigh pushing her head back down on his rising cock. He pissed then, she drank and swallowed resuming her licking and sucking she loved Sir’s cock.

Sir commanded her and she obeyed.  Her life, it had changed significantly and would continue to do so under 24/7 TPE.  she was whole, knowing who she was and to whom she belonged. Her Master, He directed her, respected her, all, which encouraged and bound her to serve Him to her fullest extent, with all her tenacity to please, honour, serve and obey Sir, always.

she, while physically from afar, ‘saw’ her Master sometimes while He was sleeping, sometimes while working at His computer, sometimes while He was watching a DVD movie.

she’d nodded off a bit and woken, her clit fully aroused, her cunt deliciously wet and glistening, her fingers basking in the fluid which she brought to her tongue, sliding one, two, then three fingers into herself tugging on her clit’s ring, squeezing it in much the same manner as would Sir. she’d found herself laying against His wall her back.

her head was positioned at his cock, and her arms were laced within His thighs, her bound wrists, a leash kept them immobile, held within her Master’s hand. The other hand, He’d placed behind her head as He kept her mouth ‘locked’ and servicing His aroused cock. He slid his cock in and out of her mouth her tongue probing its entire surface, her mouth tightening around his growing cock feeling His cock expand, growing more rigid, lengthening, feeling it ‘bump’ toward the roof of her mouth. she knowing that His balls were getting ready to jettison a load of precious, delicious cum.  He held her head in place, deep on His cock as his load spewed into her mouth ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh she was thrilled with her morning’s nourishment her throat no longer parched her Master pleased and relaxed.

Sir is a creative and thoughtful Master.  He created excitement for her when He drove a car and stopped alongside the roadway, surprising her and creating excitement, picking wild sunflowers.  Then, going further down the roadway, before turning round to drive back to the house they had then, he drove in circles, creating plumes of dust, and laughter….for they both laughed, flush with joy and excitement.

Their new home would offer them more privacy.  Their furnishings were a combination of both, His mainly with a few things He’d allowed her to keep.  The things He’d allowed her to keep, were now His… her oath, spoken daily, upon His command to Sir, and daily, silently to herself, re-inforced her acknowledgement, respect, and acceptance of her life as His slave.

Sir had spent many hours in the past on His website, His creation, which reflected His professionalism, His skills, passion behind the camera as well as painting.  she, silently, reflected on her Master, each day.  Knowing that He was an intense man, driven to perfection, and His personal traits were rewards and gifts daily to her. 

She was His, her mind, body, heart, and soul.  she’d found her Master, Exquisite and quite beyond what she’d ever conceived or considered in a man, but there He was, fully in flesh and mind.  Quite extraordinaire.

Tonight she’d prepared a delicious meal for Him and waited for His entrance home.  she heard the garage door open, was in her position and ready for His inspection on her rug. she’d brought in the mail earlier and layed it properly on the counter, in specific order as she’d been taught.  she waited silently, hearing his footsteps approach her.

Master picked up her leash, spoke words to her and led her to one bathroom.  She knelt beside him and turned her face in and toward him, knowing she was to drink from his cock, nourishment for her. She shifted forward just a bit to suck directly from his cock and clean him as he finished.  With a pat on her head, they moved toward the dining area, He telling of His day, while she placed food on their plates.  Master gave her permission to sit next to Him at the table and they ate.  While eating, they spoke, for during meals, He often gave her permission to speak freely, for He knew her pent up energy, speaking her thoughts was necessary at times.

Then her mouth would be filled with his cock, sucking, licking, tasting, suckling, and sometimes just keeping to warm, her tongue lingering on it keeping Sir pleasured and relaxed.

They moved to the desk in the other room and checked his “Design by XXXXXXXX” website. It was doing well and they received orders daily for new pictures, CD’s, and inquiries for his next trip.

Master this evening, after looking at the site, pushed his chair back and gazed at her. she remained silent, waiting. He stood up, and told her to move to the bedroom and lie on her back in the middle of the bed.  she obeyed and did as He ordered.  He lifted her arms and attached bands to each and then to her ankles.  He then raised and clipped together.  He held a ball gag and a bit in each hand, and told her to select one her eyes went to the ball gag, It’s roundness reminding her of her Master’s balls.  Sir secured the gag in her mouth then he brought out the clips and attached them to her taught nipples, and added more chain with clips to reach her cunt lips.  The chains were attached to an ‘o’ ring, they crisscrossed and wrapped around the outside of each of her thighs, then onto her cunt lips, stretching open, wide open, her cunt, and pulling on each nipple. Sir was pleased and took pictures of her, then placed a candle in her and lit it, allowing the wax to dribble on her.  She remained still, tried to until her took the candle away and strapped her down on the bed which immobilized her.  He took out the ball gag and moved his engorged balls over her open mouth she was not allowed to move her head. she had to wait till he dropped himself closer, and closer first, only to lick, then to open her mouth wide and suck, gently, one of his balls into her mouth Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh to be ‘stuffed’ so was incredible, first one ball, then the other, finally, what she’d waited for all day to again service Master, for she loved sucking and drinking from Sir, from his huge cock, feeling it fill her mouth, push to the back of her throat and be filled with his thick cum. He wasn’t done yet for this evening. He then moved to her ass and began by inserting first her dildo. Moving it in and out slowly then more quickly, and she began to pant from the pleasure then he inserted one finger, two fingers, then three into her cunt then four and his hand fisting her. He’d set up his camera earlier and now took a picture of His slave, her arms and legs raised, a different dildo he now inserted in her ass, and his hand inside her. Her nipples harder her cunt lips dripping and her eyes, reflecting her passion for Sir, Her Master.

You’ve much more to learn and experience by my hand, He told her. she welcomed him, He removed his hand, and the dildo, then, he surprised her as He massaged her clit till she exploded with an incredible shudder and orgasm.

she, when drifting off to sleep, drifted further and was pulled from a distance to her Master’s bedside. she knelt beside the bed, her thighs spread wide and resting on the calves of her legs, her hands turned upward toward her Master in recognition of her submission and obedience to Him.  her head was slightly bowed and her mouth slightly parted, waiting for his instructions.

He rose up on his elbows and swung his legs over the side of the bed, His left leg making a large arc over her body.  He moved His two pillows against the wall to prop up his head so he could watch. Use only your mouth to arouse me bitch, suck hard, to the base of my cock. Serve your Master as you should be and will be at my command.  Clear? …. Yes, Sir she replied.  she placed her hands on the bed, either side of His thighs, sniffed at His rising cock, her senses delighted with his smell, musky, a bit of piss all that made Him divine. she opened her mouth, and gently tongued at first, the sheath of his cock that, she loved for it gave way to his inner, delicious cock, she consumed Him as she’d been instructed her mouth sucking forcefully and deeply taking her Master’s cock deep to the recesses of her throat. Moving slowly as her tongue focused on its tasks, her senses being overloaded, sight, smell, taste, touch, her mouth working hard to pleasure her Master. Always to obey his command.

Swallow my cum bitch, this load is for you, and she did, a precious gift, she swallowed. Then continued licking, and licking as his cock, nestled within her mouth, altered its shape, she continued to lick and suck clean the foreskin surrounding His delicious cock. Then descended to his balls licking them.  He raised his ass and she was instructed to turn and lay her head on the bed He spread His ass and descended on her waiting tongue. she licked and cleaned him, circling the outside, then sucking, and finally inserting her tongue.

He instructed to kneel in front of him again, and she obeyed. “Open your mouth”, which she did a final treat for now, He told her “I need to piss do not let any drops fall on the carpet!” a warm stream of golden nectar filled her mouth as she swallowed she licked her lips “Go and wash your mouth I do not want to smell my piss on your mouth!”

Master, he was truly a rare treasure.  Sir, no matter the situation, was determined, in all things, in all ways, and took immense pride in what He focused on.  she respected Him for his constant integrity.  Master was ingeniously gifted in thousands of ways. she knew she’d serve her Master with all her might and soul.  her passion and desire for pleasing and pleasuring Him, only increased.  The glint in His eyes, the multiple tones of Master’s voice, His stature, the sheer joy of hearing Him laugh or curse, He certainly knew how too. The smile on His face, the strength of His being, the gentleness and strength of His hands, all these were principle attributes to Sir.  He was a bounty of wisdom, skill, knowledge, intelligence, prestige,wonder… yes, a gift.

Master owned her and she took pride in that knowledge.  It imbued her to excel at all tasks He’d give her to undertake.  her desire was to succeed and always please Him. she’d made and learned from mistakes.  she realized she’d endeavour not to repeat them. And sought His knowledge to reduce or impede any others.  Realistically, she knew at times she’d make others, and, rightfully, apologize and accept Sir’s decisions.  His word was final and she understood that.  His needs were consummate and primary; she knew that too and would live life to the fullest with that knowledge.

Sir sustained her foundation of hope for the impending changes life would be taking. Sexually, erotically, no other had the capacity to delve into her as Sir did.  Sir excited her tremendously, from the simplest to the extreme.  she obeyed her Master, she had her Oath which He taught her…………the ring in her clit, the rings at the opening below.

The tattoo ……………. She was his, Sir’s slave to obey His command.