Chapter 14

When Bella awoke the next morning, her Master was still sleeping peacefully beside her.  Leaning over to kiss him lightly on the cheek, she then slipped quietly out of bed.  She stood there for a moment, watching the silent form of the man she loved.  The feeling of love that enveloped her was almost too much to bear, and she felt tears prick the back of her eyes as she thought about how lucky she was to have found him.

She had completely given up on the hope of finding love when he had come into her world.  She knew she was not pretty, although he was constantly telling her how beautiful she was, and she always felt so out of place at his side.  She didn’t even know how to do her own hair and make-up; it had never been important to her.  He was handsome, charming, always well dressed, and probably the most eligible bachelor in the country, while she was overweight and preferred to dress for comfort and practicality, choosing to sweep her long locks into a simple pony tail to keep the hair out of her face while she studied and tackled her daily obligations.

She will never forget the day, early on in the courtship, when he had told her he would be picking her up after her university courses to take her to dinner and that she should dress nicely.  She had looked through the clothes she had brought with her to France, and had decided that nothing she owned would fit into his world. 

Bella had gone shopping then, and had had to go to a few stores before finding someone who understood her problem and had been willing to help her.  The woman had been so kind, and it had been difficult to find clothes in her size, given that almost all of the women in France had slim figures, but they had worked together and found a few things they thought could work.  Bella had gone home to her little student dorm and poured over online tutorials on how to do her hair and make-up.  She had wanted so badly to please him, but had no real experience or information on how to make herself look nice. 

When he had finally arrived that evening, she had been sitting down at her computer, finishing off her homework for the night.  She had been ready to go though, and had been wearing a carefully chosen black dress that accentuated the breasts he loved so much, knee high boots, jewellery to compliment her outfit, and had managed to do her make-up, leaving her long locks down to gently frame her face.  She had looked up at him when he had walked in, and the look on his face had both startled and pleased her.  The transformation had been such a complete shock, that it had taken him a minute before he had been able to speak.

He had babbled about how beautiful she looked, unable to get his thoughts straight, and she had blushed and thrown herself into his arms.  She still didn’t believe that she was beautiful, but the look on his face when she had looked up at him, and his difficulty in finding words to express himself, had made her happy none the less.  They had spent a beautiful evening together and the memory of that night had stayed with her.

After wiping away the stray tear that had run down her cheek as she watched Gabriel, Bella headed to the kitchen.  As quietly as she could, she began to prepare breakfast.  It meant a lot to her to be able to make his breakfast in the morning.  She had never enjoyed cooking before, but there was something about caring for him in these little ways that filled her with pride and joy.  He told her all the time that he was a grown man and had been doing these things for himself for a long time, but she insisted. 

She began by putting on the coffee, then went to the fridge to pull out an assortment of fruit.  As quietly as she could, she washed it all, then laid it out before her on the counter.  After a minute of searching around the foreign kitchen, she found a cutting board and a big bowl.  She began expertly peeling and cutting up the fruit to make an exquisite fruit salad, which she placed in the glass bowl and mixed together.  Setting the salad in the fridge, she found another bowl and began to mix together the ingredients to make crêpes. As the first one began to cook in the pan, she snuck a look at the love of her life, and found that he was still sleeping peacefully in the huge comfortable bed.  Bella alternated between cooking the crêpes and setting the table.  Once it was all finished, she slipped the crêpes into the oven to keep warm, and then carefully looked over her preparations, ensuring everything was perfect, before heading back to bed with a smile.

Gabriel was sleeping on his back, completely naked, save for the blanket covering him.  Bella gently peeled the blanket up from the bottom of the bed to expose his legs and groin, tugged his legs apart further, and then crawled up between them.  Her body already tingling with desire, she lowered her head down and softly nuzzled her face into his crotch.  After lightly kissing the head of his cock, she let her tongue snake out to lick his balls.

Gabriel growled low and opened his legs more to accommodate her.  She licked his balls thoroughly, taking the time to suck on each one before sucking his growing cock into her hot little mouth.  Bella loved waking him up this way, but since she was usually attached to their bed at night, using her tongue to rouse him was not always possible.

She felt her own wetness grow as his dick began to swell in her mouth.  Using long, slow strokes at first, she allowed herself to enjoy the feeling of his growing dick on her tongue and the taste of him in her mouth.  He pushed his hips up towards her greedy mouth, forcing her to take him deeper.  Bella moaned and squirmed as she felt him fill her.  His fingers laced through her hair and guided her head over his swollen member at a steady pace.

“You’re a hungry little slut,” he growled as he directed her movements with his hand.  Bella whimpered her agreement as he filled her mouth and began to squirm more as her desire grew.  “Show me how much of an eager little whore you are,” he rumbled, releasing his grip on her hair. 

Bella didn’t need to be told twice.  She was already teaming with desire and could feel her wetness spreading to her thighs.  Letting his cock slide from her mouth, she lowered her head back to his sack and began lapping at him thirstily.  “Oh fuck yes,” he called out as she sucked him into her mouth.  Bella spread her legs and began to rub herself up against the bed, moaning and whimpering as she pleasured him.  She could feel his cock stiffen even more against her face as the sounds of her arousal reached his ears.  Dipping her head under his jewels, she began licking feverishly at the very base of his cock, through the underside of his sack.  “Fuck, you know how much I love that you dirty little slut,” he groaned as she increased the pressure with her tongue.

She could smell her own arousal now and wasn’t sure how much longer she could hold back.  Moving back to his stiff dick, she took him deeply into her mouth as she tried desperately to get some relief by rubbing her wet cunt against the bed.  Gabriel entwined his fingers in her hair again and began thrusting up hard into her willing mouth.  She pleaded with her whimpers, adoring the feeling of his cock in her mouth, but needing release as her desire reached the boiling point.

Pushing her off of him, she fell to her side on the bed, but before she could right herself, Gabriel was above her, throwing her face down on the bed.  Grabbing her by the hips and lifting her onto her hands and knees, he thrust his cock into her dripping pussy, forcing her to cry out with pleasure.  “Oh god,” she screamed into the pillow as he drilled her with his cock.  Grabbing her by the hair, he jerked her head up, forcing her to arch her back, so that he could hear her screams and moans.  “Oh please, my Master,” she begged, as her moans became louder and her breath more ragged.

Gabriel slapped her ass with his free hand and twisted the other tightly into her hair.  The pain and pleasure mixed blissfully, forcing Bella to cry out as her thighs began to tremble.  “Yes,” he growled as he slapped her ass again and again, enjoying the heat and redness that began to show.  Bella couldn’t take it anymore and squealed as her cunt muscles contracted around him with her orgasm.  Her entire body shook as she came with one hard wave after another.  Gabriel pushed himself deeper inside her as she milked his cock and he rode out her orgasm.

“Good girl,” he said, and she could hear the smile in his voice as he continued to pound her ruthlessly.  Forcing her face into the pillow, he plowed into her and slapped her ass.  Bella felt as if her first orgasm hadn’t even finished when the second one began to build. 

“Please hurt me,” she whimpered.  “Fuck me hard and beat me, my Master,” she begged him, knowing how much the pain and pleasure heightened her orgasms. Gabriel growled low and wrenched her head up again, making her hair fly up around her.  Tangling his other hand in her hair, he held her steady with both hands as he drove his dick forcefully into her cunt.  Bella screamed as the second orgasm hit her like a train and her Master seemed to hold on for the ride.  Still filled with need and desire, she pleaded, “Please fuck my ass, my Master.”

“No,” he said, and pulled out of her.  Rising from the bed, he looked down at his panting slave and said, “We don’t have time.”  Bella whimpered in frustration and then collapsed onto the bed, trying to catch her breath.  She had just come twice, but she hated it when her Master didn’t empty his balls inside her.  Hearing the shower turn on in the other room, so she allowed herself a few more minutes in bed to regain her strength. 

Dragging her used, but still horny body from the bed, Bella headed to the kitchen to prepare his breakfast.  She carefully made his tea and poured his pineapple juice, placing them in front of where he would sit and ensuring that the handle of his mug was easily accessible to his right hand.  Smiling again to herself, she went to make her coffee and placed it in front of her spot across from his at the table.  Heading to the fridge next, she took out the beautiful fruit salad that she had prepared earlier, along with the pressurised bottle of whipped cream that she had found and placed them on the table within his reach.  She went to the oven to turn it off and to pull out the stack of crêpes that were waiting and keeping warm, placing them on the table to one side of his plate.  The noise of the shower stopped, so Bella quickly knelt down beside his chair, ensuring her collar and cuffs were well in place, before waiting eagerly for him to come out.

Gabriel stepped out of the bathroom with a giant white bath towel wrapped around his waist.  Bella stared at him with hungry eyes.  She loved his sexy body and would never tire of looking at it.  Gazing down at her and then up at the table, Gabriel groaned, “How did I get so lucky?”  She blushed and looked down at the hands resting in her lap as he approached, closing the gap between them.  Running his fingers through her hair, he said appreciatively, “I have found the most beautiful woman to share my life with.”  Bella blushed ten more shades of red and shook her head to argue, but he continued,” You ARE beautiful, and you take care of me, putting my needs before your own, which I have never asked you to do.  You have willingly submitted to me and enjoy the same sexual pleasures as I do.  I AM lucky, and I love you, little one.”

Gabriel pulled her up from the floor and into his strong arms, hugging her tightly against him.  He looked into her tear filled eyes and kissed her gently, but passionately.  “This weekend away was about time for us.  You were away for six months and we haven’t really had any down time together since your return, because I’ve had to work.  I know how much you love taking care of me by doing the cooking and cleaning, as well as ensuring I have everything I need, but please don’t get carried away this weekend,” he implored, rubbing his nose lovingly against hers.  “I want you to myself.  You’re mine, remember?”

Bella nodded and hugged him closely.  Pushing her away after a moment so that he could look down into her eyes, he said, breathing raggedly, “Let’s eat this delicious looking breakfast you’ve prepared before I end up dragging you back to bed.”  He pulled one of her hands down so that she could feel his cock stiffening under the towel.  She looked up at him in surprise as she wrapped her hand around the outline of his cock.  Gabriel shrugged, “It’s not my fault.  You’re flaunting your beautiful naked body in front of me.  What else would you expect?”

They both laughed at his teasing and he steered her towards her chair, sitting her down at the table.  “You’re the one who has said I must be naked in the house, except for my cuffs and collar,” she pointed out, trying to keep a straight face.

“While that may be true,” he teased, “I am helpless to resist that beautiful body.” 

Bella could see that he was staring down at her tits and hadn’t touched the food on the table.  Running her hands sensually over her breasts, then lifting them to squeeze and stroke them as he did, she whispered hoarsely,” Can I help you with your breakfast, my Master?”

“Insatiable little whore,” he groaned as he readjusted himself on his chair.  “I’ll serve myself so that I have a chance to eat before taking you back to bed.”  He grabbed a crêpes from the pile and dropped it on his plate.  He filled the middle with fruit salad and whipped cream before rolling it up and starting on his breakfast.  Bella watched him happily as she sipped her coffee.  He lifted an eyebrow at her and said, “You need to eat too, my beautiful one.  Trust me, you’ll need your strength.”

They were interrupted then by a soft, timid, knock on the door.  Bella froze, realizing she was naked, but Gabriel lifted his hand to motion for her to stay where she was and headed towards the door with the towel still wrapped around his waist.  Bella couldn’t see who was on the other side, as Gabriel had only opened the door a crack.  She watched as Gabriel’s tensed muscles instantly relaxed and he swung the door open, inviting the person inside.  Looking back at Bella with a smile, he said, “It looks like we have a visitor.”

Lucie took a step inside and then stiffened as she realized they had not finished their breakfast.  “Oh…I…I’m sorry,” she stumbled.  “I hadn’t realized…it’s just…I woke up before the others and…” her voice trailed off in her obvious discomfort.

Both Bella and Gabriel smiled at her warmly and he led her to the table while she got up to get an extra place setting.  “It’s not a problem at all,” Gabriel said.  “This little lady always makes too much food, so there is always enough for one more.”  Bella shook her head and smiled as she set the place in front of Lucie.  “She’s also a really good cook, and won’t take no for an answer,” he conspired, passing Lucie the plate of crêpes.

“Oh, I couldn’t…” Lucie began, but Bella cut her off.

“I insist,” she ordered playfully and then looked up at her Master.  “He’s always complaining about the amount of food I make, but I always want to make sure there’s enough to eat and I also love leftovers.  Who doesn’t love leftovers?” she asked, looking at Lucie with a grin.  Lucie began to relax and took the offered plate from Gabriel.

“It looks amazing,” she marveled as she put a crêpe on her plate and filled it with salad and cream.  “Do you do this every morning?” she quizzed Bella.

“Well no, not exactly.  I love to make him breakfasts like this on weekends or when we have the morning together, but on the days he goes to work, I usually prepare a simple breakfast that he can eat quickly before heading to work.”

Lucie nodded and looked around the cabin while she ate.  Bella served herself a crêpes and began to eat when Bella exclaimed, “This place is amazing!  It’s so beautiful.  Is it yours?”

“No,” Gabriel explained, “it belongs to a friend of mine who graciously lent it to us so that we could spend some time together this weekend.”

“Oh God,” Lucie whispered, “and I’m intruding.”

“Not at all,” Gabriel and Bella said in unison.  Gabriel smiled and nodded to Bella who continued.  “We hadn’t planned on meeting anybody while we were here, but it’s always nice to find someone who is genuinely interested in what we do.  There are too many judgemental people out there who don’t understand, and sharing this part of ourselves is a rare gift.”

“I really appreciate this,” Lucie explained as they all continued to work on the pile of crêpes in front of them.  “I read those books, and although I found them fascinating, I kept wondering if there really were people who lived like that.”  Her face turned red as she looked down at her plate and continued, “I have been having strange dreams since then.  I wake up out of breath and covered in sweat.  I don’t know what to do,” she confided.

Bella nodded her understanding and Gabriel asked seriously, “Do you dream about being the dominant or the submissive in the relationship?”  Lucie squirmed a bit in her chair and her face seemed to take on an even brighter shade of red.  She was obviously embarrassed by admitting the effect of her dreams to two strangers and she fidgeted as she tried to think of how to answer the question.

Gabriel rested a supportive hand on hers and said,” I know you don’t know us, but you’ve seen my submissive naked two days in a row now, and you’ve also watched her orgasm.”  Lucie tensed uncomfortably as Gabriel continued; “Now you’re here sharing breakfast at our table while I sit here in only a towel,” he smiled, trying to help her relax.  “To be fair, I think you have us at a bit of a disadvantage,” he stated as he nodded playfully at her clothes.

Bella rose then and began to clear the table, giving them an opportunity to talk a little more privately, hoping this would help Lucie to relax and admit her feelings.  As she put the leftovers in the fridge, she heard Lucie very quietly say, “submissive,” and she smiled knowingly to herself.  Bella took the dishes to the sink and washed them quietly as the two spoke.

“Have you discussed these feelings and desires with your boyfriend?” Gabriel asked gently, his hand still resting supportively on hers.

Lucie shook her head and took a few deep breaths, trying to find the courage to open up.  “First of all, he’s not my boyfriend.  The four of us have been close friends for many years, but I am not romantically involved with either of the men you met last night.  Second, I have not discussed this with anyone, except the little we talked about last night.”  The girl seemed to relax a bit now that she had gotten that all out.

“Okay,” Gabriel said calmly, but continued to take control of the conversation.  “You mentioned the men, but have you been with a woman?  Would you like to be with a woman?”  His blue eyes watched her intently as she struggled to form an answer to his question.  He could feel her hand shaking a bit, but she took some more calming breaths before looking up at him and answering.

“No,” she answered very softly, “I have never been with a woman.  I had never even thought about being with a woman until after reading those books.”  Lucie seemed lost in thought, and he squeezed her hand reassuringly, encouraging her to continue.  “The dreams began with me and a man, I don’t know who the man was, but I know he was a man.  Over time, the dreams got stranger and began to include a woman.  I had trouble explaining it to myself and wasn’t sure why I felt this way, but the dreams haven’t stopped, and the more I think about it, the more I want to experience it,”  she explained, looking up into his eyes and half expecting him to tell her that she was a perverted slut.

Bella had overheard the entire conversation as she finished the dishes and walked over to the table where the two of them sat talking.  “Maybe I can help explain those feelings,” she offered, “but I was about to make my Master his morning coffee when I realized that I hadn’t offered you anything.  I apologize for that.  Would you like a coffee, tea, juice…something?” she asked with a smile.

Lucie jumped a little in surprise when Bella started talking, but the warm smile on her face allowed her to relax as much as possible under the circumstances and she answered, “Yes please, I would love a coffee.”

Letting go of Lucie’s hand, Gabriel stood up and pulled Bella into his arms.  “You’re amazing and I love you,” he said as he bent to kiss her.

“I love you too, my Master,” she said, as she looked adoringly up into his eyes.  “I’ll make us all a coffee and we can discuss this further.”

She turned to walk back to the coffee pot, but Gabriel grabbed her by the wrist and spun her back into his arms.  “Thank you, my little one.  Let’s have our coffee outside.  It looks like it’s going to be a beautiful day and we can chat while we enjoy the sun.”  Bella looked out the window, concern showing on her face.  “I know you’re naked, my slut.  There are some nice warm blankets piled up over there and I’ll be ready to wrap you up in one as soon as you’re ready to go outside.”

“Yes, my love,” she said, and reached up to kiss him softly on the lips before heading back to make the coffees.  Lucie watched the exchange with an excited smile and rose from the table.

“Is there anything I can do to help?” she asked.

“You could tell me what you like in your coffee,” Bella answered.

“Black, one sugar.”

Bella chuckled as that was how Gabriel took his coffee, and how she took hers if there was no hot chocolate to put in it.

Gabriel walked to the pile of blankets and selected a big thick one for Bella.  “Would you like one too, Lucy?”  I know you’re dressed, but it may get chilly out there.”

“Uh, yes please,” she said, not exactly sure how she should answer or what she should call him.

Gabriel was holding two blankets when Bella walked up to him holding a tray with three mugs of coffee on it.  Placing the blankets on the arm of the couch, he said, “Let me take that,” and took the tray from Bella.  “If you’ll just open the door for me, I’ll go set these on the table outside.”  Lucie stepped forward and opened the door for him.  He hurried outside to set the tray on the table and run back inside.  “Yep, it’s chilly out there,” he confirmed, as he shivered in his towel.  “You ladies go outside and make yourselves comfortable, while I go find some clothes.”  He picked up the first blanket and wrapped it snugly around Bella, kissing her on the head as he sent her outside.  He then picked up the second and wrapped it around Lucy.  “I’ll be right there,” he verified, and closed the door behind them.

Snuggled into their blankets, Bella and Lucie made themselves comfortable in the outside chairs.  Bella passed around the coffee, then took a gratifying sip as she looked up at Lucie.  “You know, it’s safe to be honest with us.  We won’t bite you, unless you want us to,” she grinned.  Lucie blushed and sipped her coffee.  “I remember when I was discovering my submissive side,” Bella confided.  “I found it really difficult to accept.  I knew something was missing from my previous relationships, but I hadn’t known what it was I had been longing for.  When I finally discovered it, I felt ashamed and dirty.  I also felt like I would be letting myself and my loved ones down if I took a step back through several hundred years of women’s liberation.”

Lucie looked up at her wide eyed and nodded.  “Yes, that’s exactly how I feel.  How did you deal with it?”

Bella laughed lightly, and took another sip of her coffee before she continued, “To be honest, I still deal with it in some form or another almost every day, but I think what helped the most is when someone explained that I could still be myself.  No one was going to take away my intelligence and independence, but that when I was with my Master and submitting to him, I could let go of all the preconceived notions of what a good girl should be, and give that choice to him.  With that being said, we have spent hours discussing our desires, curiosities, and limits together.  He knows what I will do and what I am willing to try, and I have the power to stop him at any time if I feel uncomfortable, unsafe, or for any reason at all really.

Both women looked up as Gabriel came out to join them and both smiled appreciatively at the well dressed and very handsome man.  He sat down at the table with them and sipped his coffee, “What did I miss?”

“Not much,” Bella answered.  “I was just explaining some of the basics and reassuring our friend here that there’s nothing abnormal about the thoughts she’s been having.”  They all fell silent for a few minutes as they enjoyed the fresh air and their coffee while Lucie considered what Bella had said.

“And what about the strange desires I’ve been having in my dreams?” Lucie asked timidly, looking back up at Bella.

Bella shrugged, putting her empty cup down on the table and focusing her full attention on Lucie.  “I’m not a psychiatrist, but I would guess that these desires have always been in you somewhere, you’ve just allowed them to come out in your dreams, because someone else is allowing you to act on them without guilt.”  Bella could see that Lucie was thinking about her explanation, and gave her some time to deliberate before continuing. 

Gabriel took over with his own explanation, “As her Master, it is mostly up to me to decide what kind of play time we will have, although I do love when she instigates things,” he said, grinning devilishly at Bella.  “We have spoken at length about what she had tried, what she likes, what she would like to try, as well as my interests and desires.  We never stop discussing it actually, but it was very important to get all of the information before we really started to play together.  Sometimes I push her to try new things that I think she might enjoy, based on related things that we have already discussed. “

Lucie nodded and put down her empty mug, “Could you give me an example?”

Gabriel smiled as memories came back to him.  “Sometimes I call her my whore, and other times she tells me that she is my whore, so I once wondered how far I could take that game.  I went over to the dorm she had been living in, fucked her brains out, stuffed ten euros in her mouth, and left,” he chuckled to himself as he remembered the event.

Lucie’s eyes widened and she stared at Bella in disbelief, “What did you do?”

Bella blushed a little and gave Gabriel a playful push on the shoulder before answering.  He pulled her onto his lap and cuddled her as she tried to find the words to explain how she had felt.  “I honestly had no idea what to do.  I couldn’t run out the door to call him back, because he had stripped me completely naked.  He on the other hand, had only undone his zipper,” she shook her head and Gabriel gave her a supportive kiss.  “He called me as soon as he got home to make sure I was okay, and I was okay, but I was also very confused.  After sleeping on it, he called me back the next morning and I had so many questions.  I wanted to know if he really considered me his whore, if he would come and take the money back, if he didn’t feel that I was worth the effort of intelligent conversation, if he still wanted to see me, and so on.  I was really confused and he helped me to work through it, although he didn’t give me any answers.  He made me figure it all out on my own and only pushed me in the right direction.”  Bella growled at him as she looked lovingly up into his eyes and he held her close.  “The weird thing is, I kept that bill on my desk for weeks.  I tried so many times to give it back to him, but he would never accept it.”

“That was the point,” he laughed.  “I think she finally used it to buy groceries, and I kept imagining how she would feel as she cooked dinner with the ingredients she had purchased with that money.”

Bella shook her head again as Lucie watched them wide eyed.  “That’s insane.  Did you ever take it any farther?” she asked curiously, looking at Gabriel this time.

Gabriel nodded, “I did, but that’s where sharing and being so close is so important.  It was almost a year later when I continued with that game.  In the meantime, we had talked about several different scenarios and how we both would feel about actually making them real.  This woman,” he said, hugging her closely to him, “is quite an amazing woman.  She is intelligent and driven, but she is also my naughty little sex puppet.  She has some pretty exciting fantasies and desires, and I’d like to think that I have helped to develop them.”

Bella wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed his cheek, “You know you have, my Master.  I never would have thought of half of the crazy shit that crosses your dirty mind.  I love you so much.”

Gabriel chuckled as Lucie watched them, hardly able to contain herself.  “Well, what happened?” she asked excitedly.

Gabriel caught her up on the scene he had organized on the plane, and how he had encouraged men to fuck her and leave some money in a glass.  Bella blushed furiously as he held her.  “There were so many facets to that scene, and while it was humiliating to my little slut here, she also needed to know that she was desirable enough to other men, and to the point they would pay for it.”  Bella looked at him curiously as the wheels in her head turned.  “Not to mention the fact that she had hinted more than once that she’d like to be fucked by several men.” 

Bella’s face was on fire and she was at a loss for words.  Lucie on the other hand, was staring at them with her mouth open while she tried to work out her questions.  I don’t understand.  How could you do that to her?  How did you know it would be okay?  I’m so confused.  Do all submissives have to fuck other men?”

Gabriel raised his hand to stop her steady stream of questions.  “You must first understand that I would never ever do anything to harm her and would never force her to do anything she didn’t want to do.  She is the most important thing in my life.  It is something we had discussed many times and she was as concerned for my feelings as I was for hers.”  Lucie considered this and listened intently.  “The other thing that is very important to remember is that she has a safe word.  Like she explained last night, she can use this word to stop any scene right away.  If she had changed her mind about it at any time, she could have stopped it, and I never left her side.  As for other submissives, no, they don’t have to be with other men, or women.  It is up to the couple to work together to find what they are comfortable doing together and what they are not.”

As Lucie considered all of this new information, Bella slipped from Gabriel’s lap, and placed the mugs back on the tray.  “Would anyone like another coffee?” she asked.

Lucie only nodded as her brain worked to resolve her own questions, and Gabriel agreed to another, slapping her on the ass as she stood helpless, half bent over the table to collect the tray in one hand, while holding the blanket around her with the other.  Gabriel opened the door for her, then closed it behind her.

He sat back down and leaned in closer to Lucie, “I’m sure we’ve given you a lot to think about.  I have a scene planned for Bella this morning that she knows nothing about.  I would like to invite you to stay.  It may help to answer more of your questions.  You can watch if you’d like, or even help me out if you feel comfortable.  The safe word will apply to you as well, should you decide to participate.

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Hello my readers,

I really hope you’re enjoying the story that I have been writing.  I wanted to take this opportunity to say a few things about it and about myself.

I started writing this story about a year ago and it is very loosely based on the real story of how I met my Master.  When I first began writing it though, I was getting a lot of negative comments and I really wasn’t sure where I was going wrong.  I took some time off of writing to think about it and have finally come back to it.  I have made two major changes to the story, so what you have been reading is the re-written version. 

The first is that I have moved it from first person (I, us, we,) to third person (she, them, they).  At first I thought this would be an easy change, but as some of you have noticed, it is not.  It is very easy to miss a word here or there, especially when it’s me who is Bella.  *smiles*  Hopefully these slips have been corrected, but if you see any, please feel free to let me know.  Just email me enough of the sentence for me to do a search on the document.

The second change is pretty major and is to Gabriel’s character.  I very unwillingly portrayed him as a sadistic, uncaring, asshole in the first version, which was not at all my intention.  I realized that it was very hard to write about my Master/Gabriel without it coming out that way, because I had not explained how I/Bella was feeling, and that she liked it.  I think that, especially to those who are new to BDSM, this could be very hard to understand.  If you pick up on this at all in the story, please let me know.  I really want him to be as caring and supportive as my Master is in r/l.

The next thing I want to say is that the re-write part is over and the new writing is about to begin.  This means that the chapters will not be published nearly as fast as they have been, because I actually have to figure out what these two perverts are going to get up to next.  In this situation, I tip my virtual hat to all you r/l Dom/mes out there.  It can’t be easy to continuously come up with new ways to thrill and torture your submissives.  *grins*

Now, a little about me:  I DID come to France to study and I sure DID meet my Master while I was here.  He DID take me all over the place, and he DID fall in love with me when I was taking pictures of a broken pillar in a medieval church fort.  I was certainly not looking for love when I came to France, but love found me.  I had never met a man like him before, and even though I write about multiple partners and such, he is the ONLY man for me.

While some parts of some of the scenes are based on things we have done together, the more outrageous stuff is completely made up.  Yes, I have a sick and twisted mind, but so does my Master, and we’re perfect together.  If there is anything you’d like to see Bella or any of the other characters do, please feel free to let me know.

I am very open to comments, critiques, corrections, ideas, and so on.  You can also just drop me a line to say that you are or are not enjoying the story, whatever you like.

Thanks again for reading.

Chapter Thirteen

Her Master helped her into the car after saying goodbye to Miss Rachel and Kevin.  He told her that they were going for a little drive and that he wanted her to rest.  Bella laced her fingers through his and watched the scenery out the window as he drove.  After flipping through the music on the flash drive, Gabriel chose an album that he knew would calm and relax her.  She was asleep in minutes.

When she awoke, they were surrounded by heavy forest on a mountain road.

“How long have I been asleep, my Master,” she asked him groggily.

“Not very long, my dear,” he answered.

“Where are we?”

“You’ll see soon enough, my sweet.  We’re almost there,” he said smiling at her.

“Okay,” she said and looked around. 

The road wound through the trees, but she couldn’t see much else.  They were obviously headed up a mountain, but she wasn’t sure where they were or where they were headed.  When she turned around, she saw two suitcases in the back and was sure they hadn’t been there before.

“My Master,” she asked, “what’s in the suitcases?”

“Just a few things I stopped to pick up while you were sleeping.”

Bella nodded and curled up in the front seat.  He obviously didn’t plan on telling her very much, so she contented herself with looking out into the woods.

After a few minutes, Gabriel turned off the road they had been on and onto a dirt road that she quickly realized was a long driveway.  A beautiful log cabin tucked away in the woods appeared in front of them and Gabriel parked his car off to the side.

She was staring at it when her Master asked, “What do you think, my slut?”

“It’s lovely, my Master.  Who lives here?”

“No one right now, my sweet.  It belongs to a friend of mine and since I have the next three days off, he’s letting us stay here.”

“Are you serious?” she exclaimed excitedly.

“Yes,” he said with a chuckle.  “Come on, let’s go take a look around.”

Gabriel opened the door for her and she wrapped her coat tightly around herself.  He took her hand as he walked her to the front door, fished the keys from his pocket, and unlocked the door.  Bella’s breath caught in her throat when he opened the door.  It was the most charming thing she had ever seen.

It was all one big room, except for a little door in the far corner.  There was a small, fully stocked kitchen, a little living room with an overstuffed couch and a couple of arm chairs arranged around a coffee table and TV, a huge fireplace, and an enormous bed piled with pillows and warm blankets.  The entire place smelled like the woods with a whiff of camp fire smoke.

“This is incredible,” she said, looking around in wonder.

“It is,” replied her Master.  “The bathroom is over there,” he said pointing to the door in the corner.  We are surrounded by forest, so no one will hear us out here.  The woods are peppered with little trails to follow and there’s a nice big hot tub out back.  There are even horses if you want to go riding.  The area should be pretty much deserted, although we may run into some campers if we wonder around long enough.

Bella threw her arms around him and hugged him tightly.  “You are so amazing, my Master.  What a wonderful idea.  I’m so excited and I love you so much.”

“I love you too,” he said and kissed her.  “I thought this would be a nice little getaway for us.  You’ll be able to walk around naked outside during the day since we’re alone out here, but it might get a little chilly at night as we’re up in the mountains.  I’ll keep the fire going at night so that you can stay naked, but you’ll probably need to put some clothes on if you go outside.”

“But I don’t have any clothes, my Master!  I just have my collar, my cuffs, and this jacket,” she said, lifting my arms.

“Don’t worry, little one,” her Master soothed.  “I stopped to pick up some things while you were sleeping, remember?  I’ve packed everything we’ll need.”

She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him again, “You really are the greatest Master in the whole world.”

“We’ll see,” he chuckled.  “Why don’t you take a look through the kitchen to see what we have while I bring the bags in?”

“Yes, my Master,” she said, kissing him one more time and then heading to the kitchen.

She looked through the fridge, the freezer, and the cupboards as her Master brought in the bags.  She heard him putting stuff away in the drawers while she took an inventory of what they had and began making a plan for dinner.

Gabriel came up behind her and put his arms around her, “So what do you think, my love?”

“The place is really well stocked.  I could probably make you anything you like for dinner.  Is it always like this?”

“No, my friend keeps canned goods and other non-perishable items here to keep him going for a few days if he or someone drops by for a weekend, but he brought up some fresh food for us yesterday, because he knew we were coming.”

“That’s very nice of him..  Is it anyone I know?” she asked curiously.

“Kind of, my pig.  You’ve met him once before and he’s going to drop by for dinner tomorrow.  I hope you’ll be able to make something nice.”

“Of course, my Master, it will be my pleasure,” she said and turned around in his arms so that she was facing him.  She rested her head on his chest and breathed in his delicious scent.

“Would you like to go for a walk in the woods, little one?” he asked, stroking her hair.

Looking up into his clear blue eyes, she smiled, “I’d really love that, my Master.”

“Then let’s go,” he said, taking her hand and walking her out the door.

They followed a path that lead around the back of the cabin and she stopped to look at the hot tub.  It was on a wooden deck that matched the cabin and had a thick cover on it.  Bella climbed the stairs and peeked underneath.  Her Master had been right, it was a big tub and she suspected they could fit at least 8 people in it.  The seats looked really comfortable and it was also equipped with drink holders and underwater lights.

“Wow,” she breathed, impressed.

Gabriel nodded, took her hand, and they continued on.  Bella really felt like they were in the middle of nowhere.  They couldn’t hear any cars or people and they were surrounded by lovely green trees.

After a few minutes of walking, they came to an enclosure with four horses in it and a little barn to one side.  Bella walked up to the fence and the horses came slowly over, one by one.  She talked to them softly and pet them as her Master watched her, a relaxed smile on his face.

“My animal loving pig,” he said, and put his arms around her waist.

“Yes,” she purred and leaned back against him.

“Come,” he said, taking her hand and leading her towards the little barn.

There was all sorts of equipment hanging from the walls inside and four little stalls covered in fresh hay for the horses.

“Wow,” she repeated, as she looked around.

Gabriel slid the coat from her shoulders and hung it on a hook.  Taking her by the hand, he led her over to the saddles and motioned for her to climb up onto one.  Bella needed some help to get up onto it, but eventually managed to straddle one of them.  Gabriel lifted her arms and clipped her wrist cuffs to the wall above her head.

“That’s nice,” he commented, as he ran a hand over my breasts.

He took a small remote control egg from his pocket and placed it between her pussy and the saddle.

“My Master,” she gasped.

“Shhhh, little one.  Trust me,” he said gently.

Bella nodded and watched him.  He left the barn for a minute and came back with a long thin tree branch.  He was smiling and he had an excited twinkle in his eyes.  Lifting the branch, he began to drag it lightly over her naked flesh.  It was rough, but it didn’t hurt.  He was teasing her with it.  He ran it along her cheek, her neck, down her breasts, over her belly, then went around to the other side and ran it along her ass, and then her back. 

With a flick of his wrist she heard a whooshing sound and then a crack as it came down across her back.  Bella screamed, partly from surprise and partly from pain.  He ran it over her back once more and then SMACK.  She closed her eyes and screamed again as she felt the stick dig into her back. 

The egg began to hum as it vibrated against her clit.  Bella’s eyes snapped open and she moaned.  Gabriel was watching her intently; his blue eyes searching for the subtle signs that let him know that she was doing okay. He resumed the whipping of her back with his new found switch.  Bella cried out with each blow and soon he was at her side again, running his strong hand soothingly over her marked back. 

She leaned into him and he kissed her forehead, her cheek, and then her neck.  The vibrations of the egg picked up speed and she moaned again, rocking her hips against the saddle.

“Look at this,” he said, walking over to the wall and picking up a crop.

“My Master?” she asked, a bit frightened.

“Remember your safe word, my slut,” he reminded her as he ran the crop over her already hot back.

“Yes, my Master,” she said and tried to concentrate on the egg.

Gabriel slid the crop down her back, over her ass, and then moved to the front where he used it to caress her breasts.

She moaned and rocked again on the saddle, then cried out as the crop came smashing down on her right nipple.  Another smack as it came hurtling down on the left one.

Walking to the wall full of equipment, Gabriel found a rubber bit gag, took it down, and then came over to her with it.  “I am going to gag you, my slut.  Clap your hands together if you need to use your safeword.  Is that clear?”

“Yes, my Master,” she acknowledge, eyes wide.

He slid the harness over her head, placed the bit in her mouth, and then belted it in place.  The egg began to pulse as it vibrated and she bit down on the gag as she moaned.

Gabriel moved back to where he had been and resumed whipping her back with the crop.  Her screams were muffled a bit by the gag, but as the force of the blows picked up in severity, her screams became louder.

“What the hell are you doing?” a man’s voice hurled from the doorway and Bella’s eyes snapped open.

Two muscular young men stood in the doorway looking as if they were ready for a fight and two young women stood behind them, worry painted on their faces.

Master dropped the crop and held up his hand, “Please don’t be alarmed.  She has consented to this,” he said calmly.  “Allow me to ungag her and she can tell you herself.”

The two men stepped forward menacingly, but nodded their approval.  Gabriel carefully removed the gag and Bella swallowed hard, looking at the four of them.

“It’s okay,” she said breathlessly.  “I’m fine.”

As the four of them stared at her, the egg continued vibrating and pulsing.  She tried to stifle a moan, but there was no hiding it.

“You don’t look okay,” one of the girls said, taking a step towards her.

“No…really…I’m okay,” she stammered.  “I’m his submissive and…oh god,” she screamed as the orgasm washed over me.

All four of them watched as she moaned and shook in front of them.  Her Master took her hand and she squeezed it hard as she came.  When the waves finally stopped, Bella slumped against him as he looked at them smiling.

When Bella opened her eyes again, the four visitors seemed like they were having trouble deciding what to do.

“Uh, sorry-” mumbled the man who had initially stopped us.

“Are you,” one of the girls hesitated, “her Master, like in the books?”

Gabriel helped Bella down off the saddle and set her to rest in the soft hay before walking over to shake their hands.  “The books are a little misleading,” he explained, “but you’ve got the right idea.”

“Wait,” said the other young man, “she really lets you do what you want with her?”

“Well, within limits,” he answered frankly.  “Please excuse me for a moment.”  He grabbed a heavy blanket from one of the shelves, wrapped it around Bella, and then sat down by her side.  She rested her head in his lap and closed her eyes as he stroked her hair comfortingly.  “Please, come sit,” he invited, motioning with his hand to a spot on the floor across from him.

The group appeared to take courage from one another and accepted Gabriel’s invitation.  He continued stroking Bella gently as the group sat down.

“I am not trying to be rude,” he explained, “but you caught us in the middle of a scene and it is very important that I take care of her right now.”

“Wow,” breathed one of the girls as she watched in fascination.  “I never thought I’d actually meet anyone who…well…you know…”

Gabriel’s eyes twinkled with amusement, “what you saw was not at all like what you’ve read, is it?”

“No…well…” she stuttered.

The first man spoke up, “We are camping a little ways from here and we heard screaming.  At first we weren’t sure what it was, then we realized that someone was in trouble.  As we got closer, we could hear the whip as well.  We knew we had to do something.  In all honesty, I never thought I’d come across something like this.”

“We apologize for scaring you,” Gabriel said, “but it was very brave of you to come find the source of the screaming in an attempt to help.”

“What else could we have done?” he asked.

Gabriel nodded, “We’re spending a few days here in the cabin and I didn’t think there would have been anybody close enough to hear us.”

“The stew,” one of the girls exclaimed and stood up quickly.

The other three stood up as well and the first girl explained, “The boys came back with a few rabbits today and we made a stew.  Would you like to join us for dinner?  I’d really love to hear more about his.”

Gabriel looked down at Bella for a moment, judged the look on her face, and accepted their invitation.  “Are you far?” he asked.

“Less than a ten minute walk from here,” the other man answered.

“Okay, give me a minute to get Bella some better shoes.  Would you please sit with her until I come back?”

“Of course,” the girl said and sat back down beside Bella.  As soon as Master left she said, “That was amazing.  Does it hurt a lot?”

“Yes and no,” she replied.  “It does hurt, but my body floods with endorphins that give me the sensation of being high, which in turn makes the pain bearable.” 

“Amazing,” she said as the others watched with interest.  “And you enjoy doing this?”

“Mmmmm,” Bella moaned.  “I wish I had the right words to describe it.  I give him complete control, and in turn, he frees me.”

“I don’t really understand,” said the second girl.

Her Master came in then with a pair of hiking shoes.  He slid off her high heels and laced the shoes up for her.  “There you go, my dear,” he said, as he helped her to her feet.

“I don’t have any clothes, my Master,” she said, a little alarmed.

He laughed, “They’ve not only seen you naked, but they’ve all seen you cum, my sweet.  I think the blanket you have around you will be enough.”

Bella blushed fiercely, “Yes, my Master.”

The four of them led the way to their camp site, stopping to look back curiously every few minutes.  Gabriel kept a supportive arm around Bella the entire way.  They had arranged logs around a big campfire and Gabriel helped her to sit down on one before taking his place beside her.  The delicious aroma of rabbit stew filled the air.

One of the girls gave the pot over the fire a stir as the other handed out metal plates, utensils, and cups.  One of the guys brought out a bottle of wine and a bottle of water and began filling cups.  The other man passed around some bread and the girl at the pot started ladling out stew to everyone.  Within a few minutes, they were all sitting around the fire with food and drink.  It was warm and comfy and Bella was very happy to be there with her Master.

“So, please tell us all about it,” the first girl implored excitedly.

“You’re question is a little vague,” Gabriel said with a chuckle.  “Could you be a little bit more specific?”

The second girl spoke up, “While you were gone, she said she gives you complete control and that sets her free.  I don’t understand that and I don’t understand why she’d want to give away her control.”

“Ah,” Gabriel said understanding.  “I think you should ask her that.  You may call her Bella.”

“Hi, Bella,” she said.  “My name is Lucie.  Can you please explain what you meant?”

“I can’t speak for every submissive,” she said between bites, “but I can tell you how it works for me.”  Everyone seemed to be watching intently, so she continued.

“In today’s world, women seem to be caught in the middle of different ideologies.  We’re told that we have to be just as good as men, maybe even better, but we also want to make our men happy.  Just like men, we have dreams and fantasies, but we’re women, so there are certain things that are just not acceptable for us to do.  We’re either not measuring up to societies idea of a strong, independent woman, or we’re a slut.  So how do we do both?”

The four of them had stopped eating and were staring at her.  Her Master put his arm around her for support and she kept going.

“I am highly educated compared to the women in my circle of friends, and I’ve always been strong and independent.  There are things I want though, things I want to do, things I want to try, things that just aren’t appropriate for a good girl to do.  I think we all have these desires; we’re just too scared to act on them.  I know I was.”

They all nodded and Gabriel smiled proudly at her.

Bella pushed on, “I met my Master when I was here in France finishing my degree.  While we got to know each other, we found that we have many of the same interests and we can spend hours together submersed in intelligent conversation.  He became my best friend.  He understands me and I trust him.  When I submit to him, I am no longer in control.  I no longer have to worry about whether or not what I do is acceptable, because I have given up my right to choose between whether or not I do it.  My Master tells me what to do, and I obey.  There is no shame or fear, because it’s his idea and not mine.  Do you understand?”

They all nodded and the girl asked, “But he was hurting you.  You were screaming in pain.  How can you enjoy that?”

“It’s called subspace,” she explained.  “There is a very fine line between pleasure and pain, and when my Master causes me pain; my body releases endorphins that act as a drug.  I can feel the pain, but it no longer matters.  My Master is always watching to make sure I’m okay, and I have a safe word that will make him stop as soon as I say it.  The entire thing brings me so much closer to my Master.  I need him, I want him, and I can’t live without him.  He’s not only my best friend and my Master, but my entire world.  It’s the most amazing bond a couple can have.  I trust him with my life.”

The four appeared to be trying to take in everything Bella had said and they all began to eat again.  The stew was really good and Bella was warm and relaxed with her Master by the fire.

“Do you do this all the time,” one of the guys asked.

“Not everyone understands what we do,” Gabriel explained, “so we are pretty careful about what we do where and who sees us.  Sometimes though, being seen is part of the excitement, right slut?”

“Yes, my Master,” Bella blushed.

“I’d really like to try it.   Could you teach us?” the first girl asked, taking the hand of one of the guys.

“It’s getting late and I have to get this slut to bed,” Gabriel explained.  “She’s really had a long day and needs her rest.  Why don’t you stop by the cabin after breakfast tomorrow and we can show you some things?”

They all accepted excitedly and Gabriel helped Bella to her feet.  They thanked the four for dinner and then headed back to the cabin hand in hand.  Gabriel locked the door behind them and tore the blanket from her body.

“To the bed, whore!” he growled.

She giggled and ran to the bed, throwing herself onto it playfully.  Her Master came up behind her, dropped his pants, pulled her onto all fours with his hands in her hair, and entered her roughly.  Bella screamed with pleasure as he guided himself in and out of her wet pussy.

“You’re mine, slut.  All mine,” he grunted in her ear.

“Yes, my Master,” she panted, “all yours.”

Gabriel fucked her mercilessly until he emptied his balls inside her.  “Good girl,” he said, and wrapped his arms around her.

They fell asleep like that, cuddled up in the bed with Gabriel’s strong arms wrapped protectively around Bella.

Chapter Twelve

Taking Bella’s leash out of his pocket where he had been hiding it, Gabriel fastened it to Bella’s collar.  He gave her a quick kiss on the cheek and then led her into the large, darkened room.

“Trust me,” he said gently as he walked confidently into the room.

She nodded and followed him in.  It was dark, but she had no problem taking in her surroundings once her eyes had adjusted to the soft lighting.  There was a stage with a microphone at one end of the room and BDSM equipment scattered here and there amongst tables of people eating lunch and chatting quietly.  ‘What kind of place is this?’ she thought to herself.

Miss Rachel stood up and waved them over to her table.  Once they were close enough, Bella noticed Kevin kneeling on the floor to the right of her chair.  He was wearing a black leather collar and a pair of super cute tight leather boxers that laced up the front.  ‘Nice,’ she thought to herself.  As she looked around, she noticed that everyone was dressed differently, or rather, in different levels of undress.  She assumed that the Dominants were the ones who had on the most clothing and the submissives were the ones who were close to naked.  Many people appeared to still be in their work clothing and had probably just come for lunch.

Gabriel kisses Miss Rachel on both cheeks and then shook Kevin’s hand as he greeted them.  Belle followed, kissing them both on the cheeks. 

She leaned over and whispered to Kevin, “You look super hot!”

With a charming smile, he thanked her and then returned to his quiet position at his Mistress’ side.

Gabriel took a seat across the table from Miss Rachel and motioned for Bella to kneel at his side.  Just like Kevin had done, she took her place to the right of his chair and knelt there quietly, waiting to see what could possibly happen next in a place like this.

A waitress appeared as her Master and Miss Rachel were exchanging pleasantries.  Her shapely body was very well accentuated by the sexy waitress outfit she was wearing, and Bella wondered if she’d be able to see everything under her skirt if she bent down to pick something up.  She looked around quickly to see if there was something she could accidentally drop, but then thought twice about it.

The waitress put her arm around Gabriel’s shoulder and flashed him a very inviting smile, “It’s sure been a long time, Sir.  What can I get for you two?” she asked.

“We’ll have the sushi platter,” he said matter-of-factually.

“Sure thing, Sir.  Will that be with hers or yours?” she asked nodding to Kevin and then to Bella.

“Mine,” he replied simply.

Bella looked up at her Master, uncertain of what the waitress had meant, but he was glancing at a small menu.

“We’ll have a beer and some water,” he said to the waitress, “and what will you two have, Rachel?”

“We’ll have a couple of beers,” she responded.

“Coming right up,” the girl said cheerily and then headed off towards the kitchen.

Her surroundings still confused her a bit, but Kevin seemed quite at ease, so Bella tried to relax.  Her Master was chatting with Miss Rachel, so Bella rested her head on his lap and he began to stroke her hair.  As her Master’s hand in her hair calmed her, she looked around at the others in the room.  They all looked like regular people to Bella, but she could tell that they were part of the lifestyle.  She was intrigued and wondered how her Master had found this place.

The waitress returned with another similarly dressed young woman.  The first had a tray of drinks in her hand and the second was pushing a padded black table on wheels.  After setting the drink tray on the table between her Master and Miss Rachel, she helped the second girl wheel the table up against the one they were sitting at.

The waitress then went around to Bella and held out a hand to her, “Come on honey, let me help you up.”

Bella looked at her Master and he nodded, so she took the waitress’ extended hand and stood.  The woman patted the table with her hand and Bella looked back at her Master.

“It’s okay, my slut.  Please get up on the table and let her help you.”

“Yes, my Master,” she said, and got up on the table.

The two girls worked efficiently on either side of Bella, strapping both of her wrists and ankles to the table.

“She’s cute,” the second waitress said to the first.

“Yes, but she’s his,” she said, nodding in her Master’s direction.  “You’d better ask permission before touching.”

The second waitress looked up at Gabriel, a smile of recognition on her face.

“Hello, Sir,” she said sweetly, as she came back around to him and then distributed the drinks.

“Hello, Corinne,” he smiled back at her.

“She’s really cute,” the waitress said, nodding her head in Bella’s direction.  “Let me know if you need any help with her.”

Gabriel laughed, “Okay, Corinne.”

The two girls disappeared giggling and Bella was left strapped to the table.

“My Master?” she asked.

“Yes, my dear?”

“Uh, I’m attached to a table,” she pointed out.

“Yes you are,” he said looking over at her.  “I wonder what we could do to you now that you’re in that position.”

“Well, whatever you like, I suppose, my Master, but I thought we were coming to have lunch with Miss Rachel?”

“Yes, that’s what we’re doing, my pig,” he laughed.

The waitresses returned carrying a large tray piled high with sushi.  The second one, Corinne, placed a large grape leaf over Bella’s naked pussy, and then the two of them began to place sushi all over Bella’s body.  Bella was so surprised that she didn’t know what to say.  Now she understood why the first one, Angelique, had asked if her Master wanted to use her or Kevin.  She was the tray!  They placed sushi on the grape leaf, on her breasts, on her belly, up and down her legs; there was sushi everywhere.

“Will there be anything else, Sir?” Angelique asked Gabriel.

“Not right now, thank you, Angelique.”

Angelique placed four pairs of chopsticks on the table and then she and Corinne left.  Kevin gave a pair to Miss Rachel and one to her Master, but then Miss Rachel stopped him.

“No chopsticks for you, my submissive.  You will only be using your mouth.”

“Yes, Miss Rachel,” he said and Bella gasped.

Gabriel rose from his chair and walked slowly around Bella, looking at the different pieces of sushi, or at her, she wasn’t sure. 

“Very nice,” he said, and kissed her on the forehead.

Miss Rachel and Kevin came over to take a look and Bella turned scarlet. 

“Don’t worry, my slut,” her Master said, as he brushed the hair from her face.  “You’re safe here with me, I’ll take care of you.”

“Yes, my Master,” she whispered.

He plucked a piece of sushi off of one of her nipples with his chopsticks and popped it in his mouth.  As he chewed, he picked up another piece and put it in Bella’s mouth.  She loved it when her Master fed her, but she had never been fed like this before.  It was certainly different.

Miss Rachel ran her chopsticks over Bella’s breasts and down her belly, weaving them between the pieces of sushi.  “Bella does make a very nice tray,” she said, taking a piece and dropping it in her mouth.

“Please help yourself, Kevin,” Gabriel said, motioning to Bella with his hand.

Kevin leaned over her and sucked a piece of sushi off of her other nipple.

“Ohhhh,” she moaned, as he flicked her nipple with his tongue.

“I thought she’d enjoy that,” Miss Rachel said to Gabriel who chuckled.

“She’s a greedy slut,” he confirmed.

“All of the best ones are,” Miss Rachel replied laughing.

The three of them continued to eat from Bella’s body and her Master fed her between bites.  Miss Rachel and Gabriel were chatting casually as Kevin was doing his best to tease the hell out of Bella with his lips and tongue while he ate.

Bella turned her head towards Kevin, and very quietly, between clenched teeth said, “I’ll get you back for this at some point.”

Kevin stopped eating, raised an eyebrow, and then burst out laughing.  It caught her by surprise and she just stared at him.  Her Master and Miss Rachel both stopped talking and looked over at them.

“What is it,” Miss Rachel asked Kevin.

“It’s Bella,” he said, trying to stop laughing.  “She says she’ll get me back for this.  Sir,” he said looking up at my Master, “I don’t think she has completely understood how this works.”  He was still laughing when he put his hand on my head and ran his fingers through my hair, “Bella, I didn’t do anything.  I’m just doing what I’m told.  It was your Master who decided to put you here and my Mistress who did not allow me to use chopsticks.”

“While that may be true,” she said, narrowing her eyes, “no one is forcing you to lick, suck, and nibble on me.”

“Oh Bella,” he said, caressing her hair and smiling at her.

Miss Rachel and Master both laughed and then went back to their lunch.

Once the sushi was finished, Corinne showed up with a bowl of soapy water and a cloth.

“May I?” she asked Gabriel.

“Yes, of course,” he said and watched as she washed Bella’s body.

She unfastened Bella’s bonds and then helped her off the table.  Gabriel put his arm around Bella’s shoulder and guided her to the chair beside his.

“Sit, my love,” he said and slid her glass of water towards her.  “Please drink something.”

“Yes, my Master,” she said, and sipped her water.

Miss Rachel allowed Kevin to take a seat at the table as well, and the four of them worked on their drinks.

Angelique came back to ask if they’d like dessert and coffee, and Gabriel asked her to bring four tartes au citron and four coffees. 

“Yes, Sir,” she said and hurried back into the kitchen.

“This was a great idea,” Miss Rachel remarked.  “We really should do things like this more often.”

Gabriel agreed and Angelique was back at their table distributing dessert and coffee.

“Anything else?” she asked.

“That will be all for now, thank you,” Miss Rachel answered.

The waitress left them once again and Kevin and Bella fixed the coffees.  Bella placed her Master’s coffee in front of him and then added some sugar to her own.  Kevin winked at her and did the same for his Mistress.

“I asked you to meet me for lunch,” Miss Rachel started, “because I have an idea that I’d like your opinion on.”

“Okay,” Gabriel said, taking a bite of his tart.

“The business is going well and we haven’t had any incidents.  I’ve allowed new people to come in and take part, but I’ve always stuck to our rule about new members having to be vouched for by present or old members.”

Gabriel nodded while Kevin and Bella stayed quiet and ate their desserts.

“The thing is, this new book series and the…ummm…movie that recently came out are stirring up a lot of interest in our lifestyle.  I’m not sure how word of our place spread so quickly, but it did.  My answering machine and inbox have been so full of requests lately that it’s difficult to keep track of the all.”

Gabriel sipped his coffee and listened to Miss Rachel attentively.

“Most of these people don’t have anybody to vouch for them,” she said a bit exasperated.  “I have been racking my brain trying to come up with a way to sift through all of these requests.  There could be some very genuine people who are interested in what we have to offer as well as some who could use our help with training and technique, but how do I sort the sincere candidates from the wack jobs?  I just don’t want to put our people in any kind of danger.”

“That’s a good question,” Gabriel said, putting down his empty cup.  “Have you come up with something?”

“I think so,” she said.  “That’s what I wanted to run by you.”

Gabriel nodded and the three of them watched Miss Rachel as she explained.

“What I’d like to do is request that the applicants send me some sort of statement explaining why they are interested and what they’d like to gain by having access to the facilities.  It won’t have to be in the form of a scholarly essay, just something that will give me an idea of who they are and what they want.  Once I’ve selected a small number to start with, I’d like to hold a kind of ‘open house’.  The candidates would be invited to attend an evening with existing members.  They would get a tour of the house, be treated to an elegant dinner, and then we can finish the evening in the basement.  I will need to find a Dungeon Master whom I can trust,” she added quickly, “but I think it would be a good idea to see how they react to the equipment.  I was also thinking that maybe you could help me with a pre-arranged scene to begin the play party.”

“This sounds like a lot of work, Rachel,” Gabriel commented seriously.  “Are you sure you’d be up to all of that?”

“I’ll have to allot myself enough time to get through all of the reading and decision making without taking away from my current obligations, but I think I can do it with Kevin’s help,” she said.

“In that case, I think it’s a great idea.  I know how much you love what you do, but it is a business in the end, and adding new clients to your membership list should help the business to grow.  I’d be more than happy to work out a scene with you and to help when you need it.  Just let me know what you need,” he said with a smile.

“Great,” she said and looked relieved.

Angelique showed up again to quietly clear the table and to ask if they needed anything else.  Gabriel told her that they were fine and she left.

He looked over at Bella and asked, “So what do you think of the club, my slut?”

“It’s very interesting, my Master.  Do people actually use the equipment or is it more of a restaurant?” she asked.

“It’s lunchtime on a weekday, so the place isn’t as busy as it can get in the evening on a weekend.  Most people are just here right now for lunch before having to go back to work.  Actually, it used to only be open in the evening, but now that interest in the lifestyle has kind of exploded, they can open over lunch as well.  It’s a nice way to relax before having to go back to work, don’t you think?”

“Yes, my Master…well…unless you’re Miss Rachel.”

Miss Rachel laughed, “It is true that my job is unusual and I feel very lucky to be able to spend most of my time living the way I want to.  I wanted to come here today though so that the girls who are in the house couldn’t overhear our conversation.  I thought it would be best to formulate a plan before letting people know.”

“Yes, that’s always a good idea,” Gabriel added.

“It’s also a little bit risky to speak about these sorts of things in a regular restaurant,” she continued, “so this just seemed like the right place.”

“I understand,” Bella said.

“Now that business has been taken care of, come with me, my pig,” her Master said, holding his hand out to her.

Bella took his hand and stood up.  Gabriel led her around the room and allowed her to look at all of the different equipment.  She had originally thought that it has just been dropped here and there, but now that she had a close look, it was obvious that someone had put some thought into it.  The pieces were spaced out around the room, and although there were tables for people to sit down at, they were all a safe distance away from each piece of furniture.  The place wasn’t as well stocked as Miss Rachel’s dungeon, but it was pretty impressive none the less.

They came to a padded bench and Gabriel lifted her onto it.  Taking her into his arms, he kisses her lovingly.

“Trust me,” he whispered.

“Yes, my Master.”

He helped her to lie down on the bench and then attached her cuffs to either side of it so that she was spread eagled and well fastened.  Reaching into his jacket pocket, he pulled out a black marker and wrote “Please touch me, I’m a whore” across her chest.  Bella turned bright red.  He pushed her hair back and kissed her forehead.

“I love you, my submissive,” he said softly.

“I love you too, my Master.”

Gabriel went up onto the stage and tapped the microphone.  It was on and the taps echoed throughout the room.

“Ladies and gentlemen,” he began, “submissives and slaves, I would like to present my submissive, Bella.”

The lunch crowd looked up and Gabriel pointed in her direction.

“I have fastened her to the table and invite you to go over and examine her.  No cocks, pussies, or other insertables, please, but feel free to use your hands, fingers, lips, and tongues.

The crowd clapped and cheered.  Gabriel returned to her side and held her hand.  Bella knew she was bright red and held his hand tightly for support.  He leaned down and kissed her again.

Corinne was the first to go over.  She ran the back of her fingers along Bella’s cheek, down her chest, and over her stomach.

“Very nice,” she said to Gabriel.  “I really would like to play with this one sometime, Sir.”

He chuckled, “You can’t fuck her now, greedy little one, but you may touch her.”

“Thank you, Sir,” she said and used both of her hands to explore Bella’s body.  Corinne seemed to really enjoy Bella’s breasts and nipple and Bella moaned as she played with them.

A man came over and shook Master’s hand.  “Is she new?” he asked.

“She has been mine for about two years now, but it is her first time here,” he answered.

“I see,” he said and pushed her thighs apart to get a better view of her cunt.  “Has she been fisted yet?”

“Not yet,” Gabriel replied, “she’s very tight.”

The man ran his fingers over her pussy lips and she moaned and arched my back.  “I understand,” the man said with a chuckle, “but you have to start somewhere.”

“Indeed,” Gabriel replied.

More people came up then and Bella lost count of how many hands were on her.  Corinne was still playing with her breasts, but the rest was a blur.  Her Master turned her head towards him and looked into her eyes.

“You’re safe, little one.  I won’t let anyone hurt you.”

“Yes, my Master,” she said as an endless number of hands grabbed, rubbed, and examined her body.

Bella closed her eyes then and concentrated on her Master.  The hands were everywhere and the pleasure was mounting.  Someone was teasing her nipples as someone else began to gently massage her clit.  There was a tongue on her neck and strong hands pushing her thighs apart.  She began to moan and could feel the wetness dripping from her.

“Look at how ready she is,” a woman commented.

“A good whore,” said another.

The words began to spin around in her head and the constant touching was driving her crazy.  Bella was afraid she was going to have an orgasm right there in front of all of those people.

“Trust me,” she heard her Master whisper again in her ear.

She was about to answer when she felt a hard cock thrust inside me, filling me.  Her eyes snapped open and there was her Master, in between her spread thighs, fucking her in front of all those people while they touched her.

The hands continued to tease and excite her while Gabriel pumped his cock in and out of her cunt.

“Oh, my Master,” she moaned loudly, but was cut off when a woman she hadn’t seen before grabbed her face and kissed her passionately.

Bella tried to lift her head to kiss the woman harder, but she couldn’t get up.  The woman laughed, tangled both of her hands in Bella’s hair, and kept kissing her.  Corinne was twisting and pinching her nipples while the person who was massaging her clit picked up the pace.  The people in the room seemed to be cheering for Gabriel as he fucked her harder and harder.

Bella lost control then and felt her body explode and shatter around her.  Her limbs pulled wildly against the bonds as she shook and a muffled scream came from her covered mouth as she came.  Her Master roared and filled her cunt as the crowd cheered. 

Slowly the hands stopped and Gabriel unfastened her.  Taking her into his strong arms, he gently rocked her back and forth.

“Are you okay, my slut?” he asked.

“Oh yes, my Master.  I’m great,” she panted.

Chapter Eleven

When Bella woke up in the morning, her Master was already out of bed, but her arms were tightly wrapped around his pillow and his night shirt was pressed up against her cheek.  She yawned, rubbed her face against his shirt, and inhaled deeply.  His smell was calming, but she couldn’t help wondering, a little nervously, where he had gone.  He hadn’t attached her to the bed the night before, as he usually did, so she got up quietly, made the bed, and wandered into the kitchen looking for him.

She looked around amazed.  The table was set, the coffee was made, there was fresh fruit salad on the table, and her Master was at the stove making crêpes.

“Mmmmmm, it smells delicious,” she moaned as she wrapped her arms around him and placed little kisses all over his back.

“It should be, my slut,” he said and turned to kiss her.

Bella kissed him passionately for a few seconds before he pulled away to tend to the crêpes.  Looking over his shoulder, she was impressed by what he was doing.  She hadn’t yet mastered the art of making crêpes, but she did love eating them.

“Why don’t you pour us some coffee, my bitch,” he suggested.  “I’m almost finished here, so I’ll come join you at the table in a minute.”

“Yes, my Master,” she said softly.

Taking the two coffee cups from the table to the counter, Bella filled them both with coffee, and made them just the way they liked them.  When they were ready, she brought them back to the table and sat down to wait for her Master.  Seconds later, he arrived with a plate full of crêpes and an assortment of toppings.

“Why the big breakfast, my Master,” she asked.  “Aren’t you going to work today?”

“After last night, I decided to take the day off.  It won’t be very busy at work today since it’s a long weekend, and this will give us an extra day to spend together, my slut.  I also thought you might need a nice big meal to get your strength back after last night.”

She stared at him for a moment and then said, “Four days?  We get four day together with no work, my Master?”

“Yes, my pig,” he laughed.

She got up and threw her arms around him, hugging him tightly.  She was so excited that she jumped up and down a bit as she squeezed him.

“Oh, my Master, that’s great news,” she cried.

“Yes, I thought so,” he agreed with a chuckle.  “Now sit down and eat, my submissive.  You need to regain your energy.”

“Yes, my Master,” she replied happily and kissed him sweetly on the cheek before sitting back down.

She took a crêpe from the plate, put some of the fruit salad that her Master had made down the middle of it, drizzled some yoghurt over the fruit, and then wrapped it up.  She looked up at her Master as she took a bite and he just shook his head at her.

“Silly girl,” he said with a smile.

“I’m not French, my Master, but I like French things…” She let my voice trail off as she got up and wrapped her arms back around him, nibbling and licking his neck. 

She sat down on his lap and started kissing him as she ran her hands over his chest.  He groaned and Bella could feel his cock getting hard under her, so she began to move her hips seductively as she kissed him.

“You are supposed to be eating, my slut.  I made you this big breakfast to take care of you and to help you get your strength back after last night,” he said, between kisses.

“Yes, my Master,” she moaned, “but right now I need to eat something French.”

“Slut,” he said and lifted me onto the table.

Bella wrapped her legs around him and he entered her with one powerful thrust.  She cried out, the pleasure of his giant cock filling her hungry pussy.  A fork fell to the floor, but she ignored it as she dug her fingers into his back and thrust her hips up against him.

“Oh, my Master!” she screamed.  “Please fuck my slutty pussy!”

“Shhhhh, whore,” he said, covering her mouth with his hand.  “There are other people in this building and you’re going to wake them all up.”

Bella tried to answer him, but it came out in a jumble, because he was still holding his hand over her mouth.  She scrunched my eyes shut, trying hard to concentrate on not making too much noise, but her orgasm was building fast and her Master was fucking her hard.  Another muffled scream filled the room as her Master dove into her harder and harder.  The orgasm took over and she completely lost control.  Her body bucked under his and he pressed his hand down harder over her mouth as she screamed into it.  He let out a deep groan and filled her cunt.  When she finally calmed, he removed his hand from her mouth.

“You milked my cock again, my whore,” he said accusingly, but with a smile on his face.

“I’m sorry, my Master,” she panted, “but you keep making me cum so hard.  I can’t help it.”

Gabriel pulled her down from the table and back into his lap.  Wrapping his strong arms around her, he held her tightly for a moment, and placed little kisses on her forehead.  She rested her head on his shoulder and closed her eyes.  She loved being so close to her Master; she could feel his skin against her, his breath on her body, and his warmth heating her.  They discussed everything and they trusted each other with their fears and desires, so they were always very close, but this was a different kind of closeness and they both craved it.

After another tight squeeze, Gabriel let her go, “let’s finish breakfast, my pig.”

“Yes, my Master,” she said.  “Thank you for fucking me.”

He laughed, “I love to use you, my slut, but you need to stop doing that thing with your cunt when you cum or I’ll never last very long.”

Bella blushed, “I can’t help it, my Master, but I do really love it when you fill my pussy with your hot cum.”

“Slut,” he repeated, and spread some Nutella on his crêpe.

They both took a few bites from their crêpes and then he asked, “What are you thinking about, my love.”

Looking back up at him she said, “I was just thinking about last night, my Master.”

He nodded, “And what did you think about last night, my slut?”

“It was amazing, my Master.  I loved the way you teased my body, and the wax was incredible.  I don’t know when exactly I went into subspace, but I was so high.  The knife play drove me wild and the orgasms were mind-blowing.  I felt so close to you, I needed you, and you let me sleep all wrapped up in your arms instead of tied to the bed.  I really loved it all, my Master.  Thank you so much!” she exclaimed.

He smiled at her, “Are you sure it wasn’t too much, little one?”  I know that sometimes I can be rough, but-”

“Oh no, my Master, it was perfect!” she said, cutting him off.

“Okay, but don’t forget your safe word if you need it,” he said seriously, and then took another bite.

“I know, my Master,” she replied softly.

“Tell me what you think about Miss Rachel’s place, my slut?”

She swallowed the mouthful of crêpe that she had been chewing and looked back at him thoughtfully, “I really like it there, my Master.  The girls and Kevin all seem really nice, and Miss Rachel gives me the impression that she knows what she’s doing.  I felt comfortable and I think it was a good idea to bring me there, because it gave me something else to think about so that I didn’t miss you so much.”

Gabriel nodded and then added, “But you are still thinking about the dungeon.”

“Yes, my Master,” she blushed.

He shook his head, took another crêpe for himself, and then put another one on Bella’s plate, “Eat.”

“Yes, my Master,” she sighed, adding some more fruit and yogurt to her crêpe.

“Why didn’t you tell me about Miss Rachel?” she asked curiously.

“Honestly, it never came up, my pig.  We were always so busy when you were here last year that it never even crossed my mind.”

“Really?  She said you used to go there to work and that she’d have the girls take care of you,” she said, gently pushing for more information.

“That’s true, but I had the feeling that she just wanted another Dom in the house.  I think it made her feel a little more comfortable.  Kevin and the girls love her, but you never know who might show up with the wrong ideas,” he answered pensively.

“I guess so, my Master.  Will you tell me about what happened with Charlotte, please?” she prodded and took another bite. 

Gabriel leaned over and kissed her softly on the forehead.  “Yes, my love,” he said, “but don’t forget that it’s you I love and it’s you I collared.”

Bella nodded without a word so that he would continue.

“Like Miss Rachel told you, I used to go over there from time to time.  I reassured her that she was doing a good job and I played with some of the girls who preferred a man’s touch.  Miss Rachel began to send Charlotte to serve me more often than the other girls.  We got along quite well and she was a great submissive…not to mention her cooking,” he sighed, licking his lips.  “Anyway, I thought that there might be something there, so I took her out a few times.  I wanted to know if I had finally found the submissive I could spend the rest of my life with.  Do you remember our first few dates, my slut?”

“Of course, my Master, I’ll never forget them,” Bella said, looking off into space.  “I remember when we first started chatting and I told you that I was only in France for a year to study anthropology and then I’d be going back home.  The look on your face startled me a bit and you thought I was lying.  I couldn’t understand why you would think I was lying, and then you told me how much you love anthropology too.  You took me to see places I never dreamed of seeing; things I didn’t even know existed.  I remember the church-” she said, blushing.

“Yes,” he sighed, “the church.  Do you remember what I told you about the church?”

“Yes, you said that that’s where you fell in love with me.  I had been taking pictures of a broken pillar and you said that’s when you saw that I was different from the other girls you had taken to see similar places.  That they had commented on how pretty the old paintings were, and about other material things, but that I had been the only one who had been truly interested in the history of it all.”

“Exactly, my love,” he said as he squeezed my hand.  “I had taken Charlotte to see some similar sites, but she had only been interested in them because she knew it would please me.  It wouldn’t be unpleasant to spend my life with someone who is a good submissive, a great cook, and who does things just to please me, but I wanted more than that.  Well, I wanted all of that and someone who truly enjoys the same things I do; someone who will be my best friend and my submissive.  I was waiting for you, my pig.”

“Oh, my Master…” she cried.  Jumping up from the table, she threw her arms around him.  “I love you so much, my Master!”  Tears were running down her cheeks as she hugged him tightly.

“Don’t cry, little one,” he said gently as he wiped the tears from my eyes.

“But, my Master, sometimes I just love you so much that I feel like I’m going to burst,” she sniffed, “and then it comes out of my yes…like this,” she said, pointing to her face.

“You’re ridiculous,” he said, laughing heartily. 

“Maybe, but I still love you, my Master.

After breakfast, her Master helped her with the dishes.  It ended up taking a lot longer than usual, because she couldn’t stop grabbing his cute ass, and he kept pinching and kneading her breasts.  Bella giggled a lot and ended up pretty wet at the end, and not only from the water that he had thrown at her.

Pulling her into his arms, he kissed her softly at first, and then more aggressively.  He tangled his fingers in her hair and took what he wanted.  Bella moaned as his tongue ravaged her mouth, and whimpered when he bit her lip.

“You’re mine, slut, all mine.  I own you,” he growled as he pulled himself away.

“Yes, my Master,” she said breathlessly.

“Good girl.  Now go into the bathroom,” he ordered and followed her in.

She stood by the counter waiting for him.  Slapping her ass on the way by, he headed over to the big tub and started running a bath.  Bella watched the bubbles take over as he added some bubble bath to the warm running water.

“Am I going to take a bath, my Master?”

“Yes, little one,” he said as he brushed the hair out of her face.

Her Master had removed her collar and was working on one of her cuffs when the phone rang.

“I’ll get the phone,” he said, heading to the door, “you watch the water to make sure the tub doesn’t overflow.”

“Yes, my Master,” she said, and he was gone.

She couldn’t hear what he was saying over the running water, so she sat on the edge of the tub and watched it fill with water and bubbles.  It smelled nice and she hadn’t relaxed in hot bath in a long time.  She was really looking forward to it.  They usually took showers together before he had to go to work, but there wasn’t enough time for a bath.  Bella shut off the water just as her Master came back into the bathroom.

“Is everything okay?” she asked.

“Of course, my whore,” he said, and finished taking off her cuffs.

He arranged her collar and cuffs on the counter, safely out of reach of the water, and then climbed into the tub.  Bella was a bit surprised, but then he offered her his hand.

“Please come join me, little one.”

She took his hand and sank into the hot water, resting her back against his chest.  It felt amazing and the scent of the bubbles mixed with the scent of her Master was intoxicating.  She closed her eyes and moaned.

“You like it, my slut?” he asked her.

“Mmmmm yes, my Master.  What a great idea.”

He took a cloth and began to gently wash her as she rested in his arms.  She was so relaxed that she jumped a little when he started speaking.

“That was Miss Rachel on the phone.  She’d like to meet us for lunch.”

“Today?” she asked, not even opening my eyes.

“Yes, my love,” he laughed.  “Will that be okay with you?”

“Of course, my Master,” she said, turning to kiss him on the cheek before resting her head back on his shoulder and closing her eyes.

He finished washing her and then did her hair.  He was so gentle and attentive that he didn’t even get any water in her face.  Bella was seriously impressed.  He pulled her back into his arms when he had finished and she lay there in his arms for a long time.  It was so relaxing and she was very glad that her Master had decided to take the day off of work.

“Can I wash you now, my Master?” she asked.

“Actually, I’d like you to dry yourself off and go lie on your stomach on the bed while I finish washing myself.  You can keep the towel wrapped in your hair if you like.”

“Okay, my Master,” she said and got out of the tub.

She stole a few peeks at him washing his sexy body as she dried herself off and then hurried off into the bedroom when he caught her looking at him.

“Slut,” he called after me.

Bella giggled and threw herself on the bed.  She could hear her Master moving around in the bathroom, but she was too relaxed to even keep an eye open for him.  What a wonderful morning.  It had been a long time since they’d had quiet time to themselves like this.  Bella had been gone for several months and her Master had had to go right back to work after escorting her back to Europe.  She had missed him terribly while she was away and he had done a great job of keeping her occupied once she had gotten back, but a day like this was just what she needed.

She started wondering why her Master had told her to go to the bedroom.  Did he want to use her again?  He had just fucked her on the table, was it possible?  She was so relaxed after the amazing bath that she didn’t even know if she could move enough to be interactive.  She guessed that didn’t really matter, because if he wanted to take her, he would.  The thought made her giggle to herself as her Master entered the room.

“What are you laughing at?” he asked, as he sat down next to her on the bed.

“Nothing, my Master,” she mumbled sleepily.  “I’m just thinking about how much I love you.”

“Uh huh,” he said.  “I have something for you.”

Bella raised her head a little and saw that he was holding up a little bottle, “Coconut oil?”

“Yup,” he answered.  “Someone told me that it’s a great lube and moisturizer.”

“Someone?” she laughed knowingly, and let her head fall back on the pillow.

Gabriel squirted some of the oil onto his hands and rubbed them together.  She didn’t have much time to wonder what he was up to, because she felt his hands on her back as he started to massage her shoulders.

“Oh, my Master,” she moaned.  “What have I done to deserve this?”

“You’re you,” he said as he pressed his fingers deeply into her muscles.  “How many times do I have to tell you that it’s not all about you taking care of me?  You’re mine: my slut, my whore, my toy, my pig.  I take care of my things, and this means taking care of you.  It’s been a long week and I want you to relax and feel good.”

“I love you, my Master,” she groaned, as his fingers dug into her back.

His hands were strong and Bella was very impressed at how good he was at massaging her.  He managed to get right into the muscles and completely relax her, while somehow keeping it sensual.  She wanted to just lie there and moan, but she could feel her pussy getting wet as he worked on her.  She wasn’t sure if he was trying to arouse her, or if it she was just getting excited because her Master’s hands were on her.

The smell of coconut oil filled the bedroom as his hands slid effortlessly over Bella’s back.  He seemed to know exactly where to rub and where to press.  She was moaning quietly and had to make a conscious effort to stop herself from drooling all over the pillow.  The massage seemed to go on forever, and she began to fall asleep.

Gabriel could see what was happening and asked her to sit up.  It was one of the hardest things she had ever done, but she managed to lift her completely relaxed body and sit.  Gabriel propped a bunch of pillows up behind her against the headboard and turned on the TV.  He found a documentary that he knew would interest her and pushed her back onto the pillows so that she was in a semi-sitting position and could see the TV.

“Is this okay, little one?” he asked her.

“It’s perfect, my Master,” she whispered.

“Good,” he said and began to massage her feet.

It was hard to watch the show, because her Master was making her moan and her eyes kept shutting.  She didn’t think she would ever be able to move again.  With his strong hands, her Master massaged both her feet.  Bella was in heaven.  When he was done, he propped himself up beside her in the bed, took her into his arms, and put her head on his chest so that she could lie there with him while they watched the documentary.

When it was over, Gabriel got up gently and went back into the bathroom.  He returned with her collar, cuffs, and hair brush.  Helping her to sit back up on the bed, her Master sat behind her and started brushing her hair.  It felt so good that she closed her eyes and began to moan again.  Once her hair had been brushed, he refastened her collar and cuffs.

“Perfect,” he said.

Bella turned and kissed him deeply on the lips, “I love you so much, my Master.”

“I love you too, my submissive.  We are going to leave in a few minutes to go meet Miss Rachel for lunch.  While I get dressed, I want you to put on your black heals and your big overcoat.”

“Yes, my Master,” she consented.

Bella was looking forward to going back to Miss Rachel’s and hurried to put on her shoes and coat.  She really hoped that today would be the day he would take her down to the dungeon.  Gabriel came out of the bedroom looking handsome in his suit.  She wrapped her arms around him and gave him a big hug.

“Thank you for this wonderfully relaxing morning, my Master.  It was really great,” she said.

“You’re most welcome, my love.  Let’s go.”

He held her hand as they headed down to the car and then opened the door for her.  Bella climbed in, careful not to let her coat open, and he slipped in beside her.  As they began to drive, her Master reached over and undid the belt on her coat.  Then he pulled each side of it wide open and looked ahead at the road.

“My Master?” she asked.

“We’re about to get on the highway.  I thought it might be nice to let the truckers have a good look.”

Bella blushed, but didn’t complain.  As they were driving, some people slowed down beside them and others honked.  Bella was too ashamed to turn her head and look at them, so she kept her eyes focused on the road.

“People seem to like the show,” her Master said with a smile.

“Yes, my Master,” she whispered, still bright red.

They entered an alley that Bella didn’t recognize and her Master pulled into an underground parking lot.

“We’re here,” he said, after parking the car.

“We’re here where, my Master?  I thought we were going to Miss Rachel’s,” she asked, her voice shaking.

“No, my pig, I said we’re going to meet Miss Rachel for lunch.”

“But – but, I’m not wearing anything under this coat, my Master!”

“I know, my slut, you’re dressed perfectly for lunch.  Let’s go.”

Her Master came around and opened the door for her.  He took her shaking hand and helped her out.  The garage was very dark with only very dimly lit lights illuminating a path to the elevator.  Gabriel never let go of her hand as they ascended.

When the doors opened, they were in a dimly lit lobby.  There was a young woman behind a desk whose face lit up when she saw Gabriel.

“Hello, Sir,” she said cheerily.  “What can we do for you today?”

“We will be meeting Miss Rachel for lunch, so we’ll need a table for three please, Angelique.”

“Miss Rachel is already inside waiting for you, Sir,” she said and slid him a clip board.

Gabriel signed a paper and then handed the clip board to Bella.

“You need to sign here, my love,” he said, indicating the line where she had to sign.

“What is it, my Master,” she asked, a bit confused.

“It’s just a consent form, my slut.  Sign it as Bella.”

“Yes, my Master,” she agreed, signing her name on the line bellow his.

“Would you like me to check her coat, Sir?” the girl asked.

“Yes, thank you, Angelique,” he said, pulling the coat from her shoulders and handing it to the girl.

Bella stood there naked, only wearing her black heels, her collar, and her cuffs.  She was a little frightened since she didn’t know where they were or who would see her like that, but her Master was by her side and, as always, he gave her strength.

Gabriel handed the clip board back to the girl who pressed a button that opened the doors to their left. 

Chapter Ten

Bella was so overstimulated when her Master drove her home, that she had trouble sitting still.  She caressed his skin as she rested her hand over his on the gear shift and watched the passing scenery out the window.  The wetness between her legs became too much and she shifted restlessly in the seat beside him.

“Are you okay, my love,” he asked her, a bit concerned, but with a smile on his face.

“Yes, my Master,” she replied.  “It’s just been a very long day.”

“I know, my dear,” he said gently, “but it kept you busy and allowed you to think of other things so that you didn’t miss me as much, right?”

“Yes, my Master, but now all I can think about is getting into that dungeon with you and then sleeping on that magnificent bed.”

Her Master laughed and she was thankful that the windows were open and would help to calm the reddening of her face.

“Don’t you think you’ve already had quite an eventful few days, greedy slut?” he asked, laughter filling his words.

Her face burned and she turned it towards the wind blowing in from outside.  He was right, of course.  Going through security at the airport had been an emotional roller coaster.  She had been so nervous about passing through the metal detector that she almost didn’t make it to the other side, and then she had to watch her Master with that female security guard and allow the woman to touch her without complaint.  Not to mention everything that had happened on the long plane trip over the Atlantic.  Her Master had known how humiliating it would be for her to be paid for her services, even if it was only five dollar bills, but he had been by her side every second, and given her the strength to make it though.  On the other hand, my experience with the flight attendant had been exiting and she had really enjoyed it. 

Finally being back with her Master had been quite emotional as well, but he also knew how to calm her emotions by doing things like securing her to the bed and holding her while she slept, as well as caring for her by allowing her to sleep in after the long trip and making her breakfast.  He had been concerned about how much Bella had missed him, so he had come home from work the first day to bring her back with him and then arranged for her to go to Miss Rachel’s the next day.  She was really grateful for everything he had done for her and was so happy to be back, but it was still hard to get that fully furnished dungeon out of her head.

“Yes, my Master,” she replied.  “You’re right.”

“But you’re still thinking about the dungeon,” he laughed.  “It’s okay, my pig.  I know what you like.  I can arrange for you to spend more time at Miss Rachel’s, but it will only really be for recreation as you have our new home to start thinking about now.”

“And you, my Master!” she exclaimed enthusiastically.

“Yes, and me, my love,” he laughed.

Bella leaned over and kissed him lovingly on the cheek.  The rough stubble that had grown on his face throughout the day teased her lips, and the smell of him mixed with his cologne made her moan.

“Slut,” he chuckled.

“I’m sorry, my Master.  I just can’t help it!”

“Try, little one,” he said, the smile still on his lips.

“Yes, my Master,” she sighed.

Bella began to recognize her surroundings as they neared their apartment.  She realized that they really hadn’t spent much time there since her return to France, but she supposed that really didn’t matter, because her Master had only rented the place for her return so that they could look for their new home together.  She had really been looking forward to that, but now that she was actually back in France, she was just enjoying the time she could spend with her Master.

Gabriel parked the car and the interruption of the constant rocking motion from the motor and the drive brought her back from her thoughts.  They got out of the car and she tightened the overcoat that was the only thing between her nakedness and anyone who wanted to take a look.  Her Master laced his fingers through hers and they took the elevator up to the apartment. 

Once inside, Bella had barely hung up her coat when her Master grabbed her by the collar and kissed her deeply.

“Mine,” he breathed.

“Yes, my Master,” she moaned and lost herself in his passionate embrace.

Her Master took her by one of the cuffs around her wrist and led her into the bedroom where he threw her onto the bed.  Bella fell, sprawled out on her back, but as soon as she tried to move he said, “Stay, my whore.”

He attached her wrist cuffs to the hooks at the head of the bed, then pulled her downward and attached her ankle cuffs to each corner.

“My Master?” she asked tentatively.

“Shhhh, my slut,” he soothed.  “Trust me.”

He pulled the tie from around his neck and used it to blindfold her.  She couldn’t see anything, but she could smell his scent on the tie.  She moaned and tugged against the restraints.

“Tell me, my pig,” her Master began, “did you enjoy your bath today?”

“Oh yes, my Master,” she moaned again.

“Did you enjoy Charlotte’s hands on your slutty body?” he asked, dipping a finger deep into her already soaking wet pussy.

“Yes, my Master,” she whispered.

He pulled out his finger and used it to gently circle her clit.

Bella whimpered and pushed up against his finger, silently begging for more, but he just continued with the slow, gentle circles.

“Was she gentle with you?” he asked, as he ran his other hand over her breast and down her stomach.  “Or was she rough,” he asked, with an edge to his voice, as he moved his hand all the way down and shoved two fingers deeply into her cunt.

Bella cried out and found a pillow to dig her fingers into.  He removed his fingers, but maintained his slow circling.

“Gentle, she was gentle, my Master,” Bella stuttered.

“I see,” he said softly.  “And do you want to play with her again?  Do you want to feel those soft hands all over your body?  Do you want the sensation of her hot tongue sucking on your greedy cunt?”

“Oh yes, my Master,” she almost screamed.

“And how about her, my slut?  Do you want to touch her?  Do you want to sample what she tastes like?  Do you want to know what it’s like to spread her legs wide and take what you want from her?”

“Oh God, yes my Master.  Please let me play with Charlotte.”

“Good girl,” he growled.  “Next time I want to watch the entire thing.  Maybe I’ll even take a video of my slut playing with Charlotte so that I can watch it when I want…or even show it to my friends.”

“Oh no, my Master,” Bella cried, her voice shaking.  “Please don’t record it.  I just couln’t…”

“You’re mine,” he said calmly.  “That means I’ll record you if I want to record you.  Is that clear, my slut?”

“Yes, my Master,” she whispered.

“Good girl,” he said as he continued to tease her clit.

“Please, my Master,” she begged, arching her back.

“Please what, my whore?” he asked.

“Please let me cum, my Master.  Please…”

“Patience, my slut.”

Bella felt the bed dip down between her legs.  Her Master’s finger stopped circling, but he replaced it with his tongue.  She was overcome with desire and pushed up against his face, but he continued his soft slow movements.

“Please, my Master, please…” she begged, but he didn’t answer.

He moved down and began sucking on her outer lips.  Bella groaned and tried to reposition herself so that he would go back to the right spot, but with a hand on her stomach, he held her down.  Her Master persisted, teasing her with his mouth.  She knew she would come if he just touched her the right way, but he was well aware of that and was purposefully keeping her on edge.

Removing his mouth, he ran his hands over her body.  His touch was soft at first and he tweaked her nipples as he passed them, but then his strokes became harder as he kneaded and pinched her delicate skin.  The pressure was mounting inside her and she tried desperately to move her body so that he would touch the right spot, allowing her release.

“Such an insatiable whore,” he growled.

Bella felt the hard leather tip of his crop slide down her chest.  He circled each nipple lightly with it and then dragged it down her stomach and over her wet pussy.  She pushed her hips up, trying to make that satisfying contact with the crop.

“I can see what you want.  Stop begging or I’ll have to punish you.”

“Yes, my Master,” she whimpered, breathing heavily.

She arched her back as the crop travelled slowly up and down her body, and then she screamed as it came down with a slap on each nipple.

“I’m sorry, my Master,” she whimpered.

Gabriel took his time, running the crop over every inch of bare flesh.  Bella moaned and writhed below its teasing caress.  He continued to explore her body with the tip of the crop, stopping every now and then to give her light teasing taps up and down her frame. 

She was his thing to play with, and that was exactly what he was doing, playing with her, teasing his prey.  She could feel her skin heating up and her need intensified.  He traced her lips with it, she kissed it desperately, and then it disappeared. 

The voice in her head was screaming for him to allow her to cum, but he had other ideas in mind.  She heard the sound of his lighter and tensed.  Was he going to burn her?  He had never caused her deliberate harm before, but she couldn’t see anything with the tie fastened over her eyes and fear overtook her.

“Such nice nipples,” he said as he tugged on one and then the other.  “Look at how they’re erect and begging to be played with.”

Bella whimpered in fear, but before she had a chance to respond, a drop of hot wax fell on her left nipple.  The sensation surprised her and she moaned loudly in both pain and pleasure.  More wax splattered over each nipple and the endorphins kicked in, sending her on her way into subspace.  The drops made a trail down her belly and she screamed again as they began to cover her mound

“Ah,” her Master groaned.  “This is quite lovely indeed, but I think we can dress it up a little with something other than white.”

The drops stopped for a moment and Bella took the opportunity to try to calm her breathing.  She heard her Master blow out the candle and could immediately smell the smoke in the room.  She jumped as more wax fell over her already covered nipples.

“I got this purple candle just for you, nt pig, and I have to say the dark purple colour really stands out over the white wax.”

“Thank you, my Master,” she gasped, still trying to control her breathing.

As more drops landed on her bare skin, Bella felt her body begin to fly.  The pain diminished and it was now just her and her Master.  Everything around them, including the wax, had disappeared.  Love and adoration for this man filled her to the point of bursting as the growing need to cum persisted.

Her Master said something about colour and Bella thought he may have switched candles a few more times, but it was hard to concentrate on what he was saying, because she was completely lost in subspace.  Her body was writhing, pulling against the bonds, and Bella knew she had completely given up control to her Master.

“Beautiful,” her Master exclaimed, “a work of art.”

Bella just moaned in response, unable to give anything more.  She heard the sounds of her Master’s camera clicking around her as he circled the bed.

The bed dipped down beside her and she purred as her Master ran his hand through her hair.

“Such a good girl,” he whispered soothingly.  He planted little kisses over her face and then asked, “Can you hear me, my slut?”

“Yes, my Master,” she breathed.

“Good girl,” he said.  “I need you to stay very still.  Do you understand?”

“Mmmmhmmm” she nodded

“Don’t move, my love.  I’m taking out the knife.”

“Yes, my Master,” she said, as the words sank in.

Gabriel dragged the knife along her cheek, down across her neck, and then down again to her nipples.  She moaned loudly, the orgasm building inside her, impatient for its chance to take over.  He gently ran the knife over her breast, allowing the blade to slide under the hard layer of wax sheathing her areola.  With small flicks, Gabriel gently peeled the hardened wax from each nipple.  He ran his hands over both breasts when he was done and Bella moaned again.

She felt the knife as it ran down her belly, grazing the little drops of hardened wax and pealing them from her skin.  She knew where it was headed and she had to concentrate hard on not moving.  She could feel her Master focusing as he worked on removing the wax from between her legs.

It was a lot harder for her not to move as he removed the wax from her pussy than it had been when he had removed it from her nipples.  She could feel every little movement and the sensation was powerful.  The physical aspect of removing the wax from that intimate area was incredibly stimulating, but the mental aspect was even more impressive.  She knew that even the slightest movement on her part could be detrimental, and it took immense trust in her Master to allow him to use a knife to remove the wax, especially since she was bound and blind.  She realized how much she trusted and loved this man and was overcome with happiness, trust, and love.

“Good girl,” he said as he finished and ran his hands over her now freed skin.

Bella moaned and arched her back again, trying desperately to feel him against her body.

“My Master,” she breathed.  “Please, I need you.”

“I know, my sweet.”

Bella felt him get up from the bed and heard his clothes fall to the floor.

“You’re a greedy slut,” he said, climbing back onto the bed between her legs and pushing her thighs apart roughly.”

She moaned and lifted her hips.  He ran his hands up her legs and pulled apart her lips.

“You’re so wet,” he stated and ran a finger teasingly around her aching hole.

“Please…” she begged.

“Yes, my whore,” he answered, then ran his finger up her slit to slowly circle her clit.

“Oh God, my Master, please!” she screamed, thrashing and pulling on the bonds.

The head of his cock prodded her opening and she lifted her hips desperately.  With a hard thrust, he speared her with his cock, burying himself inside her to the hilt.  It was all she needed to put her over the edge and she screamed out, thrashing and bucking her hips wildly below him.

Gabriel stayed still, his hard dick piercing her to the core as the powerful orgasm washed over her.  “Yes, my slut,” he growled.  “Cum for me.”

Bella lost control completely as she tossed around on the bed.  Her Master grabbed her hips and held her as she rode it out.  Wave after wave of orgasm hit her.  Her body flung around violently while she screamed crazily.

When her breathing started to calm, her Master began impaling her rhythmically with his stiff cock. 

“No, my Master,” she begged, completely exhausted, her clit pulsing and sensitive.

“Oh yes, my slut.  You’re mine to use when I want, and right now I want to empty my balls inside of you.”

His words sent a renewed hunger through her body and she pushed her hips up against him, matching his thrusts.  He covered her mouth with one hand and began pinching her sensitive nipples and kneading her breasts with the other.  She tried to scream, but it only came out as a muffled moan. 

Her Master wrapped a hand around her throat and said, “Take it, whore.  You know you’re made to be used and fucked.”

“Yes, my Master,” she panted.

“Slut,” he spat and slapped her face.

Bella moaned loudly again and moved her hips up to meet him more roughly.

“Yes, my Master.  FUCK ME!” she screamed.  “Use me to empty your balls.”

A growl came from deep down in her Master’s chest and he fucked her harder.

“Oh God, yes Master.  Rip me open.  Hurt me with your big cock.  Make it hurt, my Master.  Please…” she begged.

Gabriel began slapping her over and over.  She couldn’t take it anymore and she came hard again, screaming uncontrollably.  He grabbed her hips and thrust deeply inside her one more time before he groaned and filled her cunt with his seed.

Gabriel collapsed on top of her, his limp body covering hers.  She purred as she rubbed her cheek up against his.  They lay like that until they caught their breath and then her Master unfastened her cuffs from the bed and removed the tie from around her eyes.

“My Master,” she sighed.

He pulled her into his arms and she melted into him.  She was exhausted, mentally and physically, and his strong arms around her allowed her to completely relax.  She was safe with her Master, whom she loved more than anything.

“You are mine,” he said, “and I love you.”

“I love you too, my Master, more than anything in the world.”

Bella closed her eyes and listened to his breathing.  She was asleep within minutes, tangled up on the bed with her Master.

Chapter Nine

Bella came down the grand stairway and could hear her Master’s voice coming from the living room as he spoke with Miss Rachel.  It had been an entire day since she had seen him and she was so excited that she wanted to just run and jump into his arms, but then she remembered the scolding that Céline had gotten for running in the house, so she did her best to keep her cool as she walked towards his deep voice.  Her bare feet didn’t make any noise as she walked into the room, so neither her Master, nor Miss Rachel, heard her enter the room.  She took the opportunity to look at her beautiful Master as she breathed deeply.  He and Miss Rachel were sitting across from each other in big comfortable arm chairs, a glass of wine in their hands.  He looked so relaxed, as if he was in his own home and he chatted easily with Miss Rachel. 

“My Master,” she breathed, and threw herself at his feet.  She rained little kisses down on both of his polished shoes and then wrapped her arms around his waist and rested her head in his lap. 

“Hello, little one,” he said, running his fingers through her freshly washed hair.  “How was your day?”

“It was wonderful, my Master,” she said, nuzzling her head on his lap, “but I missed you so much!”

“You didn’t seem to be missing me when I saw you a little while ago,” he said with a wicked smile and Miss Rachel laughed.

Bella looked up at him, her eyes wide in surprise, “But I ALWAYS miss you, my Master.”

Putting down his glass of wine, he grabbed her hair and roughly pulled back her head, forcing her to look up at him.  Wrapping his other hand tightly around her throat, restricting the blood flow and making it hard to breath, he kissed her deeply.  Bella’s body responded immediately.  She became light headed and her pussy flooded.

He loosened his grip around her throat and she breathed deeply, “Oh, my Master…”

“Calm down, my pig,” he said with an edge to his voice.  “I understand we will be having dinner soon.”

“Please, my Master,” Bella whimpered, “I’ve missed you so much.”

“Come,” he said patting his lap.

She climbed up into his lap and snuggled up against him.  The smell of his cologne was driving her crazy and her naked body was on fire where it was touching his.

“Spread your legs, my slut,” he commanded.  “I thought I told you earlier that a slut never closes her legs.”

Bella quickly spread her legs so that they were open and accessible to him and hung down on either side of his.  Wrapping his hand back around her throat, be began squeezing and pinching her breasts with the other one.

Miss Rachel sat quietly, watching and sipping her wine, as Gabriel kneaded and tortured Bella’s breasts until they were nice and red.

“Yes,” he growled into her ear.  “You are mine.”

Bella moaned and squirmed in his lap, which made him tighten his grip on her throat.  She was becoming dizzier, and could feel the orgasm building inside her.  Arching her back, she pushed her pussy upwards, begging him to give her release.

Gabriel released his grip on her throat and planted little kisses all over her face.  Bella’s lips found his and she kissed him hungrily.

Kevin appeared then, looking between Miss Rachel and Gabriel, “Dinner is ready.  Please come to the table when you’re ready,” then he disappeared into the dining room.

Bella groaned as her Master stood up, sliding her off his lap.  “It’s time to eat, my love,” he whispered into her ear.

Miss Rachel stood and they both walked to the dining room with Bella following behind.  Kevin was standing by the table waiting quietly when they entered.  They each took their seats at the table and Bella knelt beside her Master’s chair.

“Mmmm, good girl,” he said looking down at her and petting her head.

“We are ready,” Miss Rachel said, nodding to Kevin

“Yes, Miss Rachel,” he answered and headed into the kitchen.

Céline was with him when he came back out.  She was no longer wearing the French Maid outfit, but now just a collar.  Each of them carried two small plates of fleurs de capucine garnies de guacamole.  Charlotte had done an amazing job.  The food looked like art work and was far too beautiful to eat.  They placed the four plates on the table, and then stood waiting.

“I don’t think you have met Céline,” Miss Rachel said to Master.

“No, I have not.  It is very nice to meet you, little one,” he said, nodding to Céline.

“Thank you, Sir.  Is there anything else you need before I leave,” she asked.

“We are fine,Céline,” Miss Rachel answered, “thank you.  Please go start your meal with the others.”

“Yes, Miss Rachel,” she said and returned to the kitchen.

Kevin was still standing by the table and lifted a bottle of wine.  “Would you like more wine,” he asked.

“Please,” Gabriel said, lifting his glass so that Kevin could fill it.

Miss Rachel lifted her glass as well and Kevin filled them both.

“Water?” he asked.

Both Master and Miss Rachel lifted their water glasses and Kevin filled those as well.

“Thank you, Kevin,” Miss Rachel smiled gratefully.  “Please sit and eat with us.”

“Yes, Miss Rachel,” he said and took a seat beside her.

Looking down at Bella with an amused smile, her Master said, “Stay there for now, little one.  I will feed you.”

She blushed deeply then.  This would not be the first time that her Master had fed her and Bella absolutely loved eating from his hand, but the feelings it brought out in her were quite intense.  It always reminded her that she was completely his, completely under his control, and completely at his mercy, but no one had ever seen her in such a vulnerable position before, being fed out of her Master’s hand.

“Yes, my Master,” she said softly.

After having taken his first bite and commenting on what an amazing chef Charlotte was, he dipped one of the flower petals from Bella’s plate into the guacamole and gently slid it into her open mouth.  It was delicious, just as she had suspected it would be, but the heat in her cheeks was distracting her.

“Look at how she’s blushing,” commented Miss Rachel.

“Yes,” laughed Gabriel.  “She is beautiful when she is so vulnerable.”

They finished eating their amuse bouche in minutes and Kevin called quietly into the kitchen for the next plate. 

Gabriel grabbed Bella by the throat again and pulled her eyes to his, “So what do you think of your new friend’s cooking skills, my slut?”

Bella opened her mouth to answer, but was stopped short when she heard Charlotte’s sharp intake of breath.  Charlotte had just walked into the dining room with Céline, both carrying two plates of salade de supions émincés et tomatés à l'aïoli, and saw Bella kneeling at the foot of her Master’s chair, his vice like hand around her throat.

“Putain,” she whispered, setting the plates down quickly on the table and retreating into the kitchen.

“Did she just cuss?” Gabriel asked.

“She did,” confirmed Miss Rachel sternly.  “Charlotte, get back in here!”

Bella looked from her Master to Miss Rachel in fear and horror.  No one had prepared Charlotte for this and now they were upset that she had sworn in front of them?  Bella didn’t understand and it took all of her strength not to run into the kitchen behind Charlotte and take her into her arms to explain.

Charlotte came back in slowly, her eyes full of tears,” Yes, Miss Rachel?” she asked in barely a whisper.

Gabriel was a blur as he rose from his chair and Bella doubted that Charlotte even had the chance to register what was happening before his hand was in her hair, wrenching her head back painfully and forcing her to meet his clear blue eyes.  Tears began rolling down her cheeks, but she remained silent.

“What did you just say, Charlotte?” he asked, his voice cutting into her like a knife.

“Nothing, Sir,” she stammered, “I’m sorry, Sir.”

“What did you say?” he demanded more forcefully.

Charlotte cringed as he tightened his grip on her hair and Bella could see the pain in her eyes.

“I’m so sorry,” she spluttered.

Gabriel sat down on the closest empty chair, dragging her behind him by her hair.  She screamed out in pain, but was helpless as he threw her over his lap.  Pinning her hands behind her back with one hand, he began slapping her ass hard with the other. 

Five hard slaps to each cheek then he stopped and asked in an unnervingly calm voice, “I will only ask you once more, Charlotte.  What did you say?”

Charlotte began to struggle against him as her tears fell to the floor.  Gabriel resumed the spanking, harder this time, and Charlotte began to scream.

“Putain, I said putain.  Please let me go.  I can’t do this.  Please!” she screamed.

Gabriel stopped spanking her bright red ass, a look of surprise on his face.

“You can’t do what, little one?” he asked more gently this time as he rubbed her glowing ass soothingly.

She fell limply over his lap and sobbed hysterically.

“What is going on?” he asked Miss Rachel, completely confused.

Miss Rachel nodded in Bella’s direction and Bella just stared at him, her mouth wide in astonishment.

Realization seemed to hit and Bella could see that her Master understood.  He picked the girl up and cradled her in his strong arms, worry straining his face as he rocked her gently.  She wept uncontrollably, great sobs wracking her body, her tears soaking Gabriel’s shirt.

Bella moved to get up, she wanted to go comfort Charlotte, but Miss Rachel stopped her with a hand on her shoulder.  She watched helplessly as Charlotte cried and her Master rocked her softly.

“Please don’t cry, Charlotte,” he said tenderly.  “I will always care for you deeply.  I helped to train you.  You are one of my girls.”

“But I don’t want to be ‘one of your girls’.  I wanted to be your submissive,” she sobbed.  “I wanted to be the one at your feet.  I could have learned,” she wept.

“You did learn,” he said quietly, wiping the tears from her cheeks and smoothing her hair.  “You learned quickly and became the perfect submissive.”

“Not perfect enough for you,” she whimpered.

“That’s not true at all, little one.  You are intelligent and learn quickly, you are one of the most stunning women I have ever laid eyes on, and your willingness and gracefulness as a submissive far surpassed my expectation.”

Charlotte buried her head in Gabriel’s chest, “Then why didn’t you want me?” she sniffled.

“My dear,” Master started, “it’s not that I didn’t want you.  Who wouldn’t want a submissive like you?  You make my job as a Master so easy, but even in a 24/7 relationship, there is more to it and just domination and submission.  We have different interests and different aspirations.  Our lives are going to go in two different directions, and it wouldn’t have been fair to either of us if I had collared you.  It would have been holding you back, preventing you from realizing your full potential, and what kind of a Master does that?”

“But I could have learned,” she whispered, beginning to calm down.

“You could have learned many things, Charlotte, and you did, but a Master’s job is to free his submissive of barriers, helping her to realize her full potential as a person and as a submissive.”

“Yes Sir,” she said weakly.  “Please don’t forget about me.”

“I’ll never forget about you, Charlotte, and I’ll make a point to see you more often if you’d still like that, but I will also continue to look for the right Master for you.”

“Thank you, Sir,” she said, hugging him tightly.

Gabriel ran the tips of his fingers over her face and then kisses her softly and lovingly.  “I will always have a place for you in my heart, my dear Charlotte, and I promise that we will find you the perfect Master one day.”

“Yes, Sir.”

Gabriel kissed her again and wiped the remaining tears from her cheeks.  “Go eat your dinner,” he said gently, “and we can talk more later if you’d like.”

She nodded and Céline came to help her back into the kitchen.  Kevin ensured that everyone had their salads and that the glasses were full before sitting back down beside Miss Rachel.  Gabriel came back around the table, offered Bella a hand to help her up, took her in his arms, and held her tightly.

“I love you, my pig,” he said and then kissed her.  “Please sit down and eat with us for the rest of the meal.”

“Yes, my Master,” she said, hugging him tightly before taking her seat beside him.

“I’m sorry about that,” said Miss Rachel as they all began to eat.  “I really thought I had taken care of it long ago, but I guess she still wants to be yours.”

“There is no need for you to apologize,” said Gabriel.  “It looks as if I should have dealt with it more directly a long time ago.”

Bella stared at the squids in her plate and wondered how on earth anyone could eat them.

“I think we need to find that girl a Master,” he said thoughtfully.  “I have a few ideas, but I will need some time to ensure I’ve found the right person.”

Miss Rachel nodded and they all remained quiet while they thought about it.

Bella speared a squid with her fork and looked at it closely.  ‘Strange,’ she thought to herself as she turned it around in front of her.  When she looked up, her Master was watching her, a smile on his face.

“Charlotte made this for me, my pig.  She knows how much I love it,” he chuckled.  “I’m sure she won’t mind if I eat yours too.”

Bella blushed and her Master scraped her salad onto his plate.

“More for me,” he grinned.

Kevin called to the girls in the kitchen when everyone had finished their salad.  Céline and Danielle came out with the souris d’agneau and a basket full of bread. 

“Holy smokes,” Bella exclaimed when she saw the size of the plate placed in front of her.  “How can anyone eat all of this?”

Gabriel laughed, “It’s a lot, but it’s really good, and Charlotte makes the best lamb shank I’ve ever tasted.”

“Charlotte makes the best everything that anyone has ever tasted,” Miss Rachel added.

Bella took a bite of the meat and it melted in her mouth.  She closed her eyes and moaned.  It was exquisite.  “Oh, my Master, please let me come back to find out how to make this.  Charlotte was going to show me, but I couldn’t take off my cuffs.  I really want to be able to make this for you.  She said it’s your favourite and I can see why.”

Her Master smiled, his blue eyes sparkling at her, “We’ll see, my love.”

Bella ate until she felt like she was going to burst.  It was just so good that she couldn’t stop.  When they were finished, the girls came back out to clear the plates and left them with a cheese platter.

“I just can’t…” Bella groaned and looked at her Master pleadingly.

“It’s okay, little one,” her Master laughed.  “I’m not going to force you to eat anymore.”

“Why don’t you tell your Master about your day, Bella?” Kevin suggested.

“Yes,” Miss Rachel agreed.

As the three of them ate some cheese, Bella explained her day to Master.  She told him about how impressed she was with the house and how his bedroom smelled like him.  Then her face lit up as she described what she had seen downstairs and how amazing the scene was between Kevin and Miss Rachel.

“Will you take me down there one day, my Master?” she asked, her voice full of hope and excitement.

“We’ll see,” he said with a twinkle in his eyes.

Bella groaned, her Master loved to tease her, and she just couldn’t get that dungeon out of her mind.

“My Master,” she began tentatively, “I love you and I’m yours.  I just can’t stop thinking about what it would be like to be chained in that dungeon and completely at your mercy.”

“I’m sure you can’t,” he laughed.

Danielle and Céline came back out then to clear the plates and to ask if anyone wanted a piece of cheesecake.

Gabriel’s face lit up, “Charlotte really went to a lot of trouble to make all of my favourite foods! Of course I’ll have some cheesecake.”

Both Miss Rachel and Kevin said they’d have some and Bella groaned again.

“I love cheesecake and it’s so hard to find here, but I’m so full.  Do you think I could have just a sliver?”

Céline laughed, “Of course, Bella.”

The girls took the plates into the kitchen and Danielle came back with the cheesecake.  It was a tall New York style dessert with a fresh strawberry suzette sauce on top.  She set it down in front of Kevin and handed him a knife and a cake server.  Kevin served his Mistress first, then placed a big slice of cheese cake in front of Gabriel before serving Bella and himself.

Bella bit into it and moaned, “Oh God, it’s so good.  If we had started with the cheesecake, I could have devoured the entire thing.”

Her Master looked over at her with mock severity, “Not on your life.  Charlotte made this for me!”

Everyone laughed and Bella continued to moan as she ate her small piece of cheesecake.

Miss Rachel raised an eyebrow, “I think your slut might cum from Charlotte’s cheesecake.”

“It’s entirely possible,” Gabriel admitted.  “She loves it just as much as I do and Charlotte has really outdone herself tonight.”

Everyone agreed with Gabriel as they finished their dessert.  Danielle came back in to fetch the cheesecake for the girls eating in the kitchen and Gabriel asked her to send Charlotte out to the dining room.

Charlotte appeared a few minutes later with a tray of coffee.  She set a cup in front of all of them and placed the milk and sugar in front of Gabriel.

“Yes, Sir?” she asked.  “What can I do for you?”

“Come,” was all he said.

Charlotte put down the tray and walked over to Gabriel.  She knelt at his side with her hands on her thighs and asked again, “Yes, Sir?”

Tenderly, Gabriel stroked the side of her face and then gently lifted her chin so that she was looking up into his eyes.

“Thank you, Charlotte,” he said lovingly.  “I now know how much you must have been hurting and I’m so very sorry for that, but even though you were in pain, you made all of my favourite foods, and as always, made them better than I could have dreamed of.  You’ve outdone yourself, little one, and it is important to me that you know how much I appreciate it.”

Charlotte blushed and whispered, “Thank you, Sir.”

“If it’s okay with Miss Rachel,” Master said, looking to her, “I’d really love it if you joined us in the dining room for coffee.”

“Of course,” Miss Rachel nodded enthusiastically.

Charlotte blushed even harder, “Thank you, Sir, I’d really like that.”

Gabriel bent down and kissed Charlotte softly on the lips.  “Go get yourself a coffee, little one, and come back to sit with us.”

“Yes, Sir,” she said and headed back to the kitchen.

Charlotte came back and everyone fixed their coffees. 

“You really did a great job on diner,” Kevin said.  “I really wish I could cook like that for Miss Rachel.”

“Me too,” Miss Rachel laughed and it was Kevin’s turn to blush.

“Charlotte said she would teach me,” Bella said excitedly to her Master.  “That is, if you still want to,” she added to Charlotte.

Charlotte placed her hand on Bella’s, “I have to tell you, I never expected that you were his submissive, but it doesn’t change how I feel about you.  I think we have a connection and my offer to teach you how to cook is still open.  I can even give you another bath,” she said turning bright red again.

Bella smiled brightly and gave her a huge hug.

“She’s so wonderful.  Can we take her home with us, my Master?” Bella asked him, still crushing Charlotte in her arms.

“Are you trying to kill me, slut?” he laughed.

“Well, maybe…” Bella giggled.

“Whore,” he said smirking at her.

“Yes, my Master.  Your whore.”

“The two of them together could be a lot of work,” commented Miss Rachel thoughtfully, “but on the other hand, they may disappear together and then you wouldn’t see either of them again.”

They all laughed and Bella kissed Charlotte on the cheek before going back to her coffee.         

The five of them had a great time chatting and laughing while they drank their coffee.  Charlotte seemed to be doing much better, and although Bella was still concerned about her, she knew she could be there for her as a friend to help her through it.

When they were finished, Charlotte got up from the table and excused herself to go take care of the dishes.  Bella got up too and offered to help, but Miss Rachel reminded her that she was a guest for the day and that there could be plenty of other opportunities for her to help out with the chores.

“Really, my Master,” she asked enthusiastically.  “Do you think I could come back here?”

“We’ll see, my slut,” he smiled teasingly at her.

Chapter Eight

Bella found Danielle in the kitchen with the other girls.  “Hello again,” she said when she saw Bella enter, “are you mine now?” 

“I guess so,” Bella replied, smiling.  “Miss Rachel is still downstairs with Kevin.” 

Danielle nodded, “After care is a very important part of the scene and Miss Rachel always takes good care of us.  Anyhow, it’s my job to start the process of getting you ready to see your Master.  Please come with me.” 

Waving to Charlotte and Céline, Bella followed Danielle out of the kitchen.  She led Bella back to where they had first met, the room with the massage tables. 

“Miss Rachel has asked me to give you a full body massage so that you’re nice and relaxed when your Master arrives.” 

“Really?”

“Yes,” she laughed.  “We take good care of all of the submissives here and it is important that you’re fully ready to serve your Master when you are with him.  You can’t do that if you’re tense, can you?” 

“I guess not as well as I can if I’m relaxed,” Bella answered with a laugh. 

“Normally I would ask you to remove your collar and cuffs so they wouldn’t hinder my work, but I understand you’ve been ordered not to remove them,” she stated. 

“That’s right,” Bella answered.  “My Master said I was to wear them at all times, even when I’m not with him, unless I need to get washed.” 

“Knowing the Master,” she countered, “I’m sure he’d be fine with it for things like this, but it’s probably better to get his permission before doing it.” 

“Yes,” she agreed.

“Alright then,” Danielle began, “please climb onto this table and lie on your back.  Try to relax and breathe deeply.  I’ll be with you in just a minute.” 

Bella got up on the table and was surprised at how comfortable it was.  Danielle turned on the music and Bella could feel her body begin to relax immediately.  Taking a bottle of oil off the warmer, Danielle squirted a generous amount into one of her hands. 

“Just relax,” she said, rubbed her hands together, and then began covering Bella’s shoulders and chest with the warm oil.  Her hands were strong, but they didn’t hurt.  Bella closed her eyes as Danielle began working on her shoulders.  “You’re a little tense,” she noted. 

“Mmmmm,” Bella moaned.  “Not for long.” 

Danielle laughed lightly at that and continued kneading, “so tell me what you think of the place so far.”  Opening her eyes to look up at Danielle, Bella said, “I’ve never seen anything like it.  In fact, I’ve never even dreamed of anything like it.” 

“Yeah,” she said as she moved down to the muscles in Bella’s chest and she was amazed at how good it felt.  “A submissive friend of mine told me about it a few years ago, but I had a hard time believing that what she had told me was true.  When I finally did see the place for myself, I never wanted to leave.” 

“I can understand,” Bella said, closing her eyes again.  “I think I could stay on this table with you forever.” 

Danielle laughed again and moved to Bella’s side so that she could work on her right arm.  “Massages are always nice,” she agreed, “but for me, it’s everything here.  I’m always learning when I’m here, I get to live openly as a submissive, and everyone supports each other like family.” 

She moved down to Bella’s hand which made her moan, “Oh wow.” 

“I know, most people forget the hands, but we use them so much.  They need attention too.”

“So how did you end up here the first time,” Bella asked her as she changed sides to work on the other arm. 

“Well,” Danielle began, “as I said, a submissive friend told me about it, so since I had someone to vouch for me, I was invited to spend the afternoon here to see what I thought.  Honestly, I was pretty scared on the way here and I wasn’t sure if I’d have the courage to actually get out of my car and ring the doorbell.  I’m sure you can imagine the thoughts that were going through my head.  Putting yourself out there as a submissive can be a very dangerous thing.  Miss Rachel had arranged my visit to coincide with one of the days my friend would be here, you know, so I wouldn’t be alone and would feel safer, but it’s never easy.” 

“I know exactly what you mean,” Bella said supportively. 

Danielle moved back above Bella’s head and added more oil to her hands.  “I’m glad I found the courage to ring that bell,” she said, looking into my eyes.  “My life changed forever after walking through that door.”

She slid her hot oily hands over Bella’s breasts, kneading them firmly.  Bella closed her eyes again, enjoying Danielle’s touch, when she rolled Bella’s nipples between her fingertips.  Bella moaned in pleasure and her eyes snapped open to look up at Danielle.  She was smiling down at her, but didn’t stop.  Continuing her work on Bella’s breasts, she rolled and flicked Bella’s nipples as she went. 

“Mmmmmmmmm,” she moaned and closed her eyes.  “So what did you do here on your first day?” 

“Well,” she answered, still working on Bella’s breasts, “I had lunch outside with Miss Rachel and Kevin.  Charlotte had done the cooking, but it was my friend who was serving us.  It was a beautiful day and we had a nice, long, relaxing lunch.  Kevin and Miss Rachel explained how the house worked and told me a little about the people who come and go.”  Her hands moved down Bella’s rib cage and belly, but she could feel that her nipples were still rock hard.  “I thought it all sounded like a dream come true.  I didn’t have a Master at the time and Miss Rachel said that she could see if I was a good match for any of the doms that she knew.  I was thrilled.”

The kneading hands moved down Bella’s right leg, but she didn’t move or say anything, because she wanted Danielle to continue her story.  “After lunch, she and Kevin gave me a tour of the house, and of course I was impressed.  I didn’t get a demonstration in the dungeon like you did today, but it was still impressive.  I was ready to abandon my life and move in here permanently.” 

Bella laughed knowingly at that and Danielle moved down to Bella’s foot.  Unsure if it was because she was being touched, or because of how Danielle was massaging her foot, Bella moaned because her clit began to tingle. 

“It always works,” Danielle confirmed and kept working. 

Bella began to wonder how she had just done that, but her thoughts were interrupted as Danielle continued her story. 

“Miss Rachel explained that the place is a business, but she thought it would be great to have a massage therapist on staff and we worked out a deal, trading my services for hers.”  She moved to the other leg and managed the same trick with Bella’s foot.  “I started spending as much time here as I could.  I just couldn’t get enough.  Being able to live freely as a submissive and to be surrounded by supportive people who treated me like family was more than I could ever have asked for.”

Danielle stopped massaging, spread Bella’s legs wide, and gently opened her pussy lips.  “That’s what I thought,” she said with a giggle. 

“What?” Bella asked, a little alarmed. 

“You’re all wet,” Danielle giggled, again. 

Bella felt the heat rise in her face as her cheeks turned red.  Danielle opened a drawer and took out a tiny container.  She dipped her finger into it and then spread the gel onto Bella’s clit. 

“What are you doing?” she asked, closing her legs instinctively. 

“Don’t worry,” she said gently.  “It’s just a little something to keep you excited.” 

Before Bella could say anything, she felt her clit begin to throb. 

“Time to turn over,” Danielle said, and helped Bella onto her stomach. 

“What did you put on me,” Bella moaned. 

“Relax,” she commanded, “there is no point in giving you a massage if you’re going to get tense.  It’s just a nice little gel that stimulates the clit.  It will have you ready and dripping for when your Master gets here.” 

“That’s probably not a good idea,” Bella said, moaning again and squeezing her legs together to try to relieve her need, “I am always ready to jump on my Master when I see him.”

Her hands moved back to Bella’s shoulders and she relaxed again as Danielle worked her muscles.  “I know your Master,” she said with a wicked smile, “and I don’t blame you.” 

“Mmmhmm,” Bella moaned thinking about her Master. 

“He’s quite the man.”

“Yes, but I’m a bit concerned about what will happen when Charlotte sees that I’m his submissive,” Bella said worriedly.  “She was very upset earlier and said that she didn’t want to meet his sub.” 

“I know,” Danielle said as she massaged, “but Charlotte has known for a long time that they were not right for each other, and we all suspected for a while now that he’d found someone, because he stopped spending time here.” 

“She was so nice to me though, and I don’t want her to be upset.” 

Danielle began manipulating the muscles in Bella’s back, which caused her to moan again. 

“She’ll be fine,” Danielle commented as she turned Bella’s back to putty.  “She thinks the world of him, we all do, but I’m sure she will understand when she sees the two of you together tonight.” 

“I hope so,” Bella said, a little desperately.

Bella began to wiggle a bit as her clit began to throb uncontrollably.  Danielle had moved down to her legs and there was nothing she could do to relieve the pressure.  Danielle’s massage was amazing and Bella felt more relaxed than she had in a long time, but all she could think about was her throbbing clit. 

“Relax and enjoy the ride,” Danielle giggled as she worked. 

“I’m trying, but whatever you put on me is driving me crazy,” Bella gasped. 

“Here,” she said and began pressing on the soles of Bella’s feet. 

Bella cried out, “Oh God, what are you doing to me!” 

“Relax,” she said soothingly. 

Bella couldn’t stop moaning and felt like she was going to burst. 

“Some people are more sensitive to it than others,” Danielle explained.  “I think maybe you’re one of those people.” 

“It figures,” she said as she squirmed. 

Cupping Bella’s chin in her hand, Danielle looked into Bella’s eyes, “Is it really that bad, love?”

Bella groaned in response and Danielle bent down to gently kiss her on the lips.  Lightly using her teeth, she tugged on Bella’s lips as she let her hand slide down Bella’s oily skin to knead her breasts sensually.  Moaning instinctively, Bella arched her back.  Danielle smiled down at her playfully and slid a couple of fingers into Bella’s dripping pussy.

“Oh yes,” she screamed.

Danielle smiled wickedly, her eyes sparkling with delight.  She continued to kiss Bella, teasing her with her lips and tongue as she used her thumb to lightly circle Bella’s clit.

Bella could feel that her orgasm was coming fast.  Pushing her pussy up against Danielle’s hand, she screamed, “Please fuck me!”

Slowly slipping her fingers from Bella’s pussy, Danielle looked Bella over hungrily.  “I’m really sorry, dear.  As much as I’d love to have my way with a delicious little submissive like yourself, Miss Rachel has been very clear that we need to get you ready for your Master.  I’m sure we will have time to continue this another time.  Please lie here and relax for a few minutes,” Danielle ordered.  “I’m just going to go find out where Miss Rachel wants me to send you next.” 

Bella concentrated on breathing deeply and thinking about anything but her throbbing clit, dripping pussy, and Danielle’s hands.  She was thankful for the few minutes alone to regain her composure.  When Danielle returned, Charlotte was with her.  Bella felt pretty guilty about what was going to happen when Charlotte found out who her Master was, but she tried hard not to show it. 

“Charlotte is going to take you to get all of the oil washed off,” Danielle explained. 

“Okay,” Bella acquiesced.  “Thank you so much for the amazing massage, Danielle.” 

“You’re very welcome,” she said genuinely and with a huge smile.  “I hope I will have the chance to teach you how to do it sometime.  It’s an amazing feeling to be able to do something like this for another submissive and an even more amazing feeling to be able to do it for your Master.” 

“I hope I can take you up on that soon,” she said and meant it. 

“The only thing I thought I could manipulate was food, until Danielle taught me her magic,” Charlotte added with a laugh. 

“She’s pretty amazing,” Bella agreed, “but whatever she put on my clit is witch craft.” 

Both girls broke out into a fit of uncontrollable laughter and it took a minute before Danielle could even speak, “maybe you should wash it off.” 

“Yeah, maybe,” Bella replied sarcastically.

Charlotte led Bella back to the enormous bathroom on the first floor.  “Miss Rachel told me that you must be properly washed before your Master comes to pick you up.” 

“Oh, well I can just take a quick shower,” Bella said, nodding towards the showers. 

Charlotte laughed, “That’s not how it’s going to work today, Bella.  I’ve been told to give you the full treatment.” 

“You really don’t have to,” Bella started, but Charlotte interrupted her. 

“There is something you have to learn, Bella, something we all had to learn in fact.  As submissives, it is in our nature to care for others, but it’s difficult for us to allow others to take care of us.” Bella nodded and she continued.  “The thing is, we tend to forget that we are worth it too and that it’s very important that we’re well taken care of so that we have the energy and desire to take care of our Masters.  You are worth it, Bella,” she said sternly while looking into Bella’s eyes.  Looking back at Charlotte’s beautiful blue eyes, Bella wasn’t sure what to say.  Smiling, she continued, “the other things is, serving others brings us pleasure and here you will find the same kind of joy in serving other submissives as you do when you serve your Master.  You will know that by serving them, you have helped them to serve their Masters and that’s really what being a submissive is all about, isn’t it?”  Bella smiled at her, understanding what she was saying.

“Good, now that we’ve gotten that out of the way, it’s time for your bath.  It is okay for you to remove your collar and cuffs to get washed, right?” 

“Yes,” she answered, looking around the room for somewhere safe to put them. 

“Just put them on the table over there,” Charlotte said, pointing to a table covered in different little bottles.  They both walked over to the table, and while Bella carefully removed her collar and cuffs, Charlotte loaded a tray with different bottles and containers.  “Perfect,” she said, looking Bella over.  “Now I want you to head over to the descending tub and hold onto the railing.  I’m going to lower it until the water reaches your neck.”

“Okay,” Bella said excitedly as she went over to the railing. 

She’d never seen a tub like this before.  In fact, it was the size of a small swimming pool.  The bottom of the tub sunk down into the floor while Bella stood on it.  As she held onto the railing, she felt the water rise steadily up her body.  It was warm and inviting and Bella enjoyed the feeling of it on her freshly massaged muscles.  Charlotte stopped the descent when the water reached Bella’s neck.  She let go of the railing and swam around a bit. 

“This is amazing,” she exclaimed. 

“Yes, it really is,” Charlotte answered, walking over to some hooks in the wall where she hung up her collar.  Removing her apron, she hung it on the same hook. 

Bella watched as Charlotte walked over to the table to pick up the tray she had prepared.  She was stunning.  Her long brown hair framed her beautiful face and hung down her back teasingly.  Bella was finally able to see the large perky breasts with invitingly pink nipples that the apron had been concealing.  Her clit was throbbing uncontrollably as her eyes devoured Charlotte’s curvy body.  She set the tray down beside the tub and slid in with Bella, her blue eyes shining as she smiled at her.

Bella tried hard to control her breathing as Charlotte came towards her.  “Let’s start with your hair,” she said softly.  “Please get it wet so that I can wash it for you.” 

“Okay,” Bella replied, a little too breathlessly. 

She dove under the water and swam around a bit, trying to think of anything but the incredibly sexy, naked woman who was about to touch her.  She came up for air and groaned when she opened her eyes to see Charlotte’s ample breasts bobbing up and down in front of her. 

“Are you okay?” she asked sweetly. 

“Yes, it’s just this stuff on my clit.  I need to get it off,” Bella tried as an excuse. 

“We’ll get to that,” she said and emptied some shampoo into her hands. 

Bella turned her back to Charlotte and she began to massage the shampoo into Bella’s hair.  Charlotte’s small fingers worked their way through Bella’s hair and she closed her eyes, enjoying Charlotte’s touch.  Charlotte took her time, kneading and rubbing Bella’s scalp, and Bella moaned as she felt her body melting. 

“Rinse,” she commanded, taking her fingers out of Bella’s hair. 

Bella plunged her head under the water and rubbed the soap out of her hair. Charlotte was ready with the conditioner when Bella came back up.  Bella turned around again and Charlotte massaged the conditioner into her hair.  She tried to concentrate on staying calm as Charlotte worked her fingers through her hair, but she could feel Charlotte’s body rubbing up against her back as they moved around in the water.

When Charlotte was done, Bella rinsed her hair again.  Charlotte was pouring liquid soap into her hands when Bella came back up, and the light scent of flowers filled her nose.  She came very close to Bella and began to gently rub the soap over her shoulders.  Bella licked her lips as she watched the concentration on Charlotte’s face and she could have sworn that Charlotte wasn’t only watching her reactions, but was also really enjoying touching her.  Swallowing hard, Bella tried to push the thought out of her head.  Charlotte had been told to wash her, she was only following orders.  Charlotte pulled Bella up against her body as she ran her hands up and down Bella’s back.  Their breasts were pressed up against each other and Bella could smell Charlotte’s perfume as she breathed her in.  With one hand resting on the small of Bella’s back, Charlotte began to wash her breasts.  Bella felt her nipples harden with desire as Charlotte’s fingers slid over them teasingly.  Bella moaned softly and Charlotte pushed her up against the wall, picking up one leg and then the other to wash them. 

“We need to deal with this,” she said very softly, picking Bella up, pressing her back up against the wall, and pulling her legs around her waist. 

Bella felt Charlotte’s fingers slide over her clit as she pressed her body up hard against Bella’s.  Bella’s head fell back as she closed her eyes and moaned, feeling Charlotte’s fingers lightly manipulating her clit.  Bella lost control, her back arched, and she pushed her cunt up against Charlotte’s probing fingers. 

“Please,” she panted.

Tangling her fingers in Bella’s hair, she pulled her into a passionate embrace.  Bella wrapped her arms around Charlotte and kissed her hungrily.  Bella felt like she was starving and that Charlotte was the only one who could save her.  Her hard nipples were crushed up against Charlotte’s breasts and her excitement mounted as she felt Charlotte’s pussy rubbing up against hers.  With one hand around Charlotte’s neck, Bella reached down with the other to fondle Charlotte’s full breasts and began licking and sucking on her neck. 

Still holding Bella, Charlotte turned them around in the water and whispered in Bella’s ear “Look up, sweet Bella.”

Tearing her eyes from Charlotte’s intoxicating body, Bella looked up to see Kevin sitting in a chair by the wall, his rock hard dick glistening in his hand as he watched them. 

“Oh God,” she moaned and then plunged her tongue back into Charlotte’s mouth.  Her fingers slid deep into Bella’s pussy and she moaned hungrily again.

Charlotte lifted Bella easily out of the water and sat her down on the edge of the tub.  “Spread your legs, slut,” she commanded and sank her head deep into Bella’s pussy.

 Forcing Bella’s legs open wide; she thrust her fingers back into Bella’s aching cunt.  Her moans echoed through the bathroom as she braced herself with her arms.  Adding another finger into Bella’s hungry cunt, Charlotte relentlessly fucked her hole and sucked on her clit, flicking it with her tongue.  Bella looked over and saw Kevin watching them intently as he pumped his hard cock.  It was red, swollen, and glistening as his hand moved over it rhythmically.  Charlotte reached up with her free hand to twist and pull on one of Bella’s nipples.  She sucked insistently on her clit until Bella’s body began to shake.  Movement near the door caught Bella’s eye and she looked over to see her Master, still in the suit he had put on for work in the morning, smiling at her with a drink in his hand. 

“Oh fuck!” Bella screamed, as her orgasm hit her like a tidal wave. 

The fingers in her pussy thrust up ruthlessly into her spasming hole and her body shook violently as she came.

When Bella finally caught her breath and opened her eyes, she was lying on the floor with her feet hanging in the water.  Charlotte was sitting beside her, and from the big smile on her face, Bella assumed that she hadn’t seen her Master watching them.  She turned her head to where Kevin had sat watching them, but he was gone too. 

“How are you feeling,” she asked gently.

 “Incredibly relaxed,” Bella answered, still trying to control her breathing. 

“Great,” she said happily, “that was the idea.” 

Charlotte leaned over to kiss her and Bella pulled her down on top of her. 

“Sorry, Bella,” she said, pulling herself away with a laugh, “but I have to get back to the kitchen to make sure everything is ready to be served and you have to go fix your hair and makeup.”  Bella groaned, knowing she was right.

They both got up and Charlotte pulled two big fluffy towels from the towel warmer and handed one to Bella.  They dried themselves off quickly and then Bella went to the table to put her collar and cuffs back on while Charlotte put the bottles of soap away before putting her own collar and apron back on.  She gave Bella a quick kiss on the lips and then headed back to the kitchen.  Miss Rachel was on her way into the bathroom and thanked Charlotte as she passed her. 

“I heard you two had a good time,” she said with a wink. 

“That was the best bath I’ve ever had,” Bella replied, blushing.  “Where is my Master?  Can I see him?” 

“You will,” she laughed, “but I wanted to come in first to let you know that you can use my room to fix your hair and makeup.  This is just for today though.  Usually submissives have their own rooms while they stay here.  We will need to work that out with your Master later.” 

“Thank you, Miss Rachel,” Bella said gratefully.

 “Hurry up now, Bella, your Master will be waiting for you in the living room.” 

“Yes, Miss Rachel,” she said and hurried upstairs.

Chapter Seven

Miss Rachel led Bella to a doorway that she hadn’t seen before, in the entrance, under the grand stairway. 

Stopping in front of Bella, Miss Rachel put a soft manicured hand on her shoulder, “Bella, I don’t want what you’re about to see to scare you.  Think of it as a room for training and to be close to your Master.  What goes on downstairs is a very beautiful thing.  Please feel free to ask me anything you like, but remember that you are a submissive and what is downstairs is not for you to touch unless you have permission.  Do you understand?” 

“Yes, Miss Rachel,” she said, her voice full of curiosity.

Bella couldn’t see anything when Miss Rachel opened the door.  Whatever was down there was shrouded in blackness.  Miss Rachel took a step inside and flipped a heavy switch.  What happened next seemed magical.  One by one, gas torches, in sconces, lit up along the wall heading down a stone stairway.  As her eyes adjusted, Bella could see that the walls along the stairway were also made of stone.  She had the feeling she was descending into something medieval.  Bella started down the stairs, running her fingers over the stone wall as she went.  ‘Incredible’, she thought to herself, it was real stone.  Miss Rachel stopped at the bottom, allowing Bella enough space to step off the staircase and take in the vast room laid out before her.

Her breath caught in her throat and Bella felt like a child at an amusement park, not knowing where to turn first.  The same stone walls and gas torches framed the room and exquisite chandeliers that appeared to be lit by candles hung from the ceiling, creating soft and romantic lighting.  The floor was also made of stone, but there were large plush rugs scattered elegantly around the room, and an area in one corner that was lined with foam mats covered in furs, blankets, and pillows.  There was also a very large bed, like the one in her Master’s room, but the curtains hanging from it matched the rugs around the room, black.  One side of the room housed a very modern bar surrounded by many small tables and chairs.  The rest of the room composed the most elaborate dungeon Bella had ever seen.

Her eyes were wide and her mouth had dropped open as she looked from one piece of equipment to another.  She knew what some of the things were, but there were other things she had never seen before.  Bella could guess what most of the furniture could be used for, but she was also sure that her Master’s mischievous mind could come up with many more uses for it all than she ever could.  In addition to all of the BDSM furniture, the walls were covered in very accessible instruments of pain and pleasure that were separated by type.  There was an area displaying a plethora of different types of restraints, an area with paraphernalia for physical stimulation, sexual stimulation, sensory deprivation, insertables, and punishment.  Miss Rachel gave Bella a few minutes to take it all in before saying anything. 

“What do you think, Bella,” she asked with an excited smile. 

“Uh,” was all Bella managed to get out and Miss Rachel laughed softly. 

“Yes, I’m very proud of our dungeon.  Your Master and I designed it together.” 

‘Oh dear God,’ she thought to herself.  Her Master was aware of all of this equipment and probably how to use it as well.  Bella felt like Miss Rachel was reading her mind, because she laughed and ran her fingers through Bella’s hair reassuringly. 

“Remember, my dear Bella.  There is a very thin line between pain and pleasure.” 

“Yes, Miss Rachel,” she barely managed to get out.

“Why don’t you take a walk around,” she offered, “and tell me what you see.  I can explain the things you’re not familiar with.” 

Bella managed a nod and began her exploration of the room.  All of the furniture was made of the same heavy dark oak as the furniture in her Master’s room and it was padded in black vinyl.  She stopped at the first thing she came to, a bondage bed. 

“May I touch it?” she asked politely. 

“Yes dear, thank you for asking.  Just please don’t get on any of the equipment unless you’re in a session,” Miss Rachel answered. 

Bella nodded and ran her fingers over the wood.  It was nicely polished and felt cool under her fingertips.  She pushed down on the padded vinyl and noticed that it was thick and firm, probably very comfortable to lie on.  She looked it over carefully and noticed both hooks and a pulley system.  It was extremely well made and versatile. 

“We use vinyl,” explained Miss Rachel, “so that everything can be wiped down and disinfected after each use.”  Bella nodded and headed over to the next piece of equipment.

“I’ve never seen this before,” she commented, partly to herself.  It was a rather big wheel with fur lined suspension cuffs at regular intervals around the frame and a harness in the middle. 

“It’s a bondage wheel,” Miss Rachel explained.  “The submissive is cuffed to the wheel by her wrists and ankles and anchored to the middle with the harness.  It will allow your Master to have easy access to all of your body, but especially to all of your holes.” 

“Oh my,” she breathed, a little excited. 

Miss Rachel gave it a little spin and Bella watched in amazement as it turned in front of her.  “Most of the submissives really like this piece,” Miss Rachel added. 

“I can only imagine why,” she replied.

Walking away from the wheel with a tinge of regret, Bella stopped at the next closest piece.  It was a saw horse like the ones she had seen at construction sites, except this one had I-bolts fastened to it. 

“A saw horse?”

“Mmmm, yes,” Miss Rachel breathed, a far off look in her eyes.  “Just imagine how uncomfortable you would be if you were strapped down to this, and how accessible you would be to your Master.  Uncomfortable, accessible, and unable to move,” she purred. 

Bella shivered at the thought and kept moving.  “I’ve seen something like this before,” she said, pointing to the piece that was shaped like a sandwich board, but made of oak slats, a head hole, and bolts for restraints, “but I don’t know what it’s called.” 

“It’s a Berkley Horse^1,” Miss Rachel explained.  “Supposedly it was invented in the 1800’s by a woman named Theresa Berkley who referred to it as a chevalet and used it to flog gentlemen upon.” 

“A woman ahead of her time,” Bella said, astonished. 

“Oh, you’d be surprised at how long people have been practicing BDSM, my dear,” Miss Rachel replied with a wicked smile.

“Oh,” she moaned, coming upon the Saint Andrew’s cross.  “It’s one of my favourites.” 

Miss Rachel just smiled at her as she looked it over.  It appeared to be very securely anchored to the floor, and was made out of the same heavy oak as the rest of the furniture.  There was a pad covered in black vinyl where the submissive could rest their head, and hooks positioned at different heights along its sides to accommodate the heights of diverse captives.  Miss Rachel then surprised Bella by very smoothly unlocking some metal bolts and flipping the cross upside down. 

 “You’re kidding,” Bella stammered. 

“Not at all,” she giggled.  “I never kid about such things.”  It took Bella a moment to fully comprehend what she had just seen before moving on to the next piece.

Bella stopped for a minute to look at stalks, a grope box, and a smother box, but they didn’t really interest her, so she kept moving.  Next was a gynaecological table with what appeared to be a surgical cart beside it.  The table was just like what you would see in a doctor’s office, except this one had bolts along it at regular intervals for securing a submissive. 

“I’m not sure I want to know,” she told Miss Rachel as she stared at it. 

Miss Rachel tilted her head as she examined Bella, considering the right way to say what she wanted to say.  “Who owns you, Bella?” she asked matter-of-factually. 

“My Master does,” she answered, without a second thought. 

“So, you are his property?” she probed. 

“Yes, Miss Rachel,” Bella replied with a proud smile. 

“Your Master owns a car, right?” she continued. 

“Yes, Miss Rachel.” 

“And he brings his car to the garage regularly to get checked, right?  He must ensure that everything is working properly and that there is nothing out of the ordinary that may cause harm or even worse, right?” she asked seriously. 

“Of course, Miss Rachel,” she agreed, beginning to see her point. 

“It is your Master’s job, no, his obligation, to ensure that you are well, that nothing is wrong with you, and to protect you from harm, both physically and emotionally.  It’s a much bigger job than most people can imagine,” she said with a sigh.  “While the table may look scary, it can be used for many things; pain, pleasure, and most importantly, for examining ones submissive.” 

“I understand, Miss Rachel.  Thank you,” she said, honestly grateful for the explanation.  “What on earth is this?” Bella asked, looking at the next piece. 

“It’s an inversion table,” Miss Rachel explained.  “In the vanilla world, they are used for inversion therapy, generally to alleviate lower back pain, but this one has been modified a bit to fit our specific needs here.  You can be strapped to it vertically with your head on top, horizontally, or vertically with your head down, but we have adapted this one so that the submissive cannot control its movements and so that the Master can lock it into whichever position he desires.” 

“That’s pretty incredible,” Bella exclaimed.  “I think I’d really like to try it to see what it does for my back.” 

“All in good time,” Miss Rachel laughed.

As Bella walked around the room, she also noticed a whipping post, a spanking bench, an a-frame, a bondage chair, slings and swings, different types of hoists, a rack, and at last, a massage table like the ones she had seen upstairs. 

“People get massages down here too?” 

“Not exactly,” Miss Rachel answered, opening a cabinet along the wall next to the table.  “This table can be used for many things, especially when the dominant wants the submissive to relax, but we also use it for this,” she said, pointing to the instruments carefully set into a foam lining in the cabinet.” 

“It’s beautiful,” she breathed, “but what it is?” 

“All of these things are part of the violet wand,” she explained.  “The wand is used for erotic sensation play.  It is very similar to the plasma globes that you see in stores and your Master can control the intensity of it, which can range from just a warm sensation on your skin, all the way to leaving a brand that can last up to a few weeks.   The different attachment cause a different type of sensation and your Master can even use a body contact device to electrify either you or himself so that his touch creates the electrical sensation between the two of you.  Imagine electrified kisses being rained all over your body.” 

“Oh,” she moaned at the thought.

Gesturing around the room with her hand, Miss Rachel explained, “There are all sorts of instruments in the cabinets and hanging from the walls around the room.  I’m sure you’re familiar with a lot of them, but I won’t go through them all with you as I believe your Master will want to be the one to explain which ones he’d like to use and how he chooses to use them.  Every dominant is different, and although most own the same type of toys, they can all be used in a variety of ways, depending on the dominant’s taste.  I will tell you though, that our dungeon is equipped with all sorts of bondage gear, such as ropes, chains, cuffs, shackles, harnesses, blindfolds, gags, body bags, hoods, masks, tape, and even cling wrap.  We also supply an array of tools for physical stimulation, such as whips, floggers, crops, clamps, slappers, gloves, and paddles.  I’d also like to think that our collection of toys for sexual stimulation can rival that of any large sex shop,” she said with a wicked laugh. 

Bella was absolutely overwhelmed and wasn’t sure at all what to say. 

“It’s okay, Bella,” she laughed.  “There is no need to say anything.  It is a lot to take in at once and it is best that we take it one step at a time.” 

“Yes, Miss Rachel,” Bella acknowledged.

“What is that for,” she asked, gesturing to the bar and tables.  “I thought it was an unwritten rule that doms and subs don’t drink while playing?” 

“For the most part, yes,” agreed Miss Rachel, “but we sometimes allow very specific exceptions, which are very carefully monitored.  The area over there is mostly used for entertaining and when we have large groups of people in the dungeon at one time.  Some people prefer to watch instead of playing in public, and in that case, there is no harm in a drink or two, especially if the drinks are non-alcoholic,” she laughed.  “Sometimes we allow one alcoholic drink each when we are having a very private party where all of the participants are very intimately known, but either way, when there is a large group of people here, we always have dungeon monitors patrolling the dungeon, and the bartenders are also watching carefully.  The last thing we want is one of our submissives to get hurt.  Most importantly though, there is a fridge behind the bar that is always well stocked with water.  The doms can get dehydrated fast when they’re doing a long scene and when the subs go into subspace, the last thing they have on their mind is to remember to stay hydrated.”  Bella nodded and took another look around the room.

“Now that you’ve had a chance to take it all in, tell me what you think, Bella,” she enquired. 

“Uh, where do I even start,” she said timidly, a little overwhelmed.  “I had been excited to see what was down here after what Charlotte had said in the kitchen, but it was not at all what I had expected.  I couldn’t see anything when you first opened the door, but the smell of leather excited me immediately.”  Miss Rachel nodded, a smile on her face, but didn’t say anything, allowing Bella to continue.  “The torches are an amazing touch that I’ve never even thought of before and they gave me the feeling that I was descending into something medieval.    I find all of the lighting down here extremely tastefully done and it creates a relaxing, but excitingly erotic mood.” 

“That was the idea,” Miss Rachel said.  “The torches can also be removed from the wall and held or put on a stand to increase lighting in any given area.  They will continue to work without being plugged back in for about two hours at a time.” 

“That’s incredible,” Bella uttered, surprised.  “As for the equipment, I’ve never seen such an exceptionally well-furnished dungeon.  Some of it scares me a bit, but other things are awfully exciting.”

They both heard the upstairs door open just then and turned to the stairs where they heard footsteps descending tentatively.  From about half way down the stairs, they heard Kevin call, “Miss Rachel?” 

“Yes, Kevin?”

“May I come down?”

“By all means,” she replied. 

They heard his footsteps as he made his way down the stairs and then he appeared at the bottom with a smile on his face.  “So, what do you think?” he asked Bella excitedly. 

“It’s extraordinary,” she replied, matching his excitement. 

“I had a feeling you’d like it,” he said, his eyes bright.  He turned to Miss Rachel, “Charlotte is on schedule in the kitchen and Céline and Danielle have finished getting the house ready and are both helping Charlotte.  Would you like me to call one of the other submissives to have them help serve tonight, Miss Rachel?” 

“Thank you, Kevin,” she replied, “but I think the tree of them can handle things on their own.  We are expecting the Master at around 8pm, so please ensure that they have drinks ready by then and are prepared to serve dinner shortly after.” 

“Yes, Miss Rachel,” he answered.

“Is there anything else, Miss Rachel?” he asked her. 

“As a matter of fact, yes Kevin.  Please go upstairs to inform the girls of the Master’s arrival and then come back prepared for a short demonstration,” she said smiling at him. 

“Yes, Miss Rachel,” he answered and hurried back up the stairs.  “A demonstration?” Bella asked her. 

She smiled excitedly at her, “Yes, I think we have enough time before your Master arrives.  This way you’ll have an idea of what goes on down here and hopefully it won’t be such a scary thought after that.”  Bella smiled thankfully, knowing she was right. 

When Kevin returned, the only thing he was wearing was a collar.  Without a word, he knelt gracefully at Miss Rachel’s feet and kissed them softly.  He had a beautifully sculpted body and, although his muscles were hard, he seemed very soft and submissive towards Miss Rachel.  Bella watched with what her Master calls her ‘stupid smile’ as she thought of being at his feet.  The way Kevin moved, it was easy to see that he loved and served Miss Rachel in the same way that Bella loved her Master.

“Good boy,” Miss Rachel said, running her fingers through his hair as he knelt before her waiting. 

Miss Rachel offered him a hand to help him up, and he placed his bigger hand in hers to accept her assistance.  Hand in hand, she walked him over to the Saint Andrew’s cross and strapped him in facing it so that his back was exposed.  It was obvious that he could easily have overtaken her, but he allowed her to take full control without a second thought. 

“Is it alright,” she asked him gently. 

He moved his wrists and ankles, then gave a tug on the restraints before replying, “yes, Miss Rachel.” 

“Good,” she said and then securely covered his eyes with a blindfold she had taken from a nearby drawer. 

Bella watched his body relax against the cross as he was deprived of his sight.  Miss Rachel walked over to an iPod that Bella hadn’t seen during her exploration of the room, pushed a few buttons, and music filled the room.  Resting his head against the pad, Kevin was breathing evenly and waiting patiently while Miss Rachel was organizing an arrangement of floggers on a nearby counter.  She motioned for Bella to take a seat on a bench and walked back over to Kevin.

Bella sat and watched as Miss Rachel pressed the front of her body up against Kevin’s back.  Wrapping her arms around him, she ran her hands slowly up and down his torso as she kissed his neck and nibbled on his ear.  Bella heard him groan when Miss Rachel stepped away and she felt the same longing flood her body as she watched.  She knew what it meant to want her Master’s touch while not being physically able to press her body up against his.  Miss Rachel ran her hands over Kevin’s back, massaging his shoulders lightly and then moving downward before stepping away.  She picked up a rope flogger from the counter and began to whip him.  Bella knew from experience that rope floggers don’t hurt, they’re more of a thuddy massage, but they’re wonderful for relaxing the submissive and getting the body ready for a harder beating.  After a few minutes, she exchanged the rope flogger for a leather one with thick tails.  She continued to whip him and Bella heard him moan with pleasure. 

“Good boy,” she cooed and began to hit harder.  The skin on Kevin’s back turned red as it warmed up, but there were no visible marks from the flogging so far.

Miss Rachel ran a soothing hand over Kevin’s back while she exchanged floggers once again.  Bella was familiar with the technique of slowly working up to more stingy floggers and she loved it.  She always drifted off into subspace and was sure that Kevin was well on his way there himself.  The flogger she was now using had thinner leather tails than the first one.  She started off slowly, and then built up the speed and intensity of her blows.  Kevin arched his back and moaned loudly.  Miss Rachel continued the beating until his back glowed red and Bella could just imagine the heat coming off of it.  When she was finished with the flogger, Miss Rachel moved very close to him and ran both hands up and down his back.  Kevin moaned with pleasure, letting his head fall back.  She whispered something in his ear and Bella watched him nod his ascent.  Miss Rachel pressed her body up against his for a moment and then picked up another flogger with even thinner leather tales.

This time she whipped him hard and Bella watched as the tails left marks on his red back.  She cringed a little, imagining the pain he must have been feeling, but he appeared quite relaxed so she was sure he was already flying in subspace.  He probably couldn’t even feel the pain.  Miss Rachel kept it up until his back was fully crisscrossed in red marks.  Bella envied Kevin, because if he was anything like her, he’d wear those marks as a badge of honour.  Miss Rachel picked up the last flogger from the counter and the crack it made after coming down across Kevin’s back echoed through the room.  When Bella looked closer, she noticed that this one was rubber instead of leather, and also had very thin tails.  She watched him intently as he took his beating, wondering how much of the rubber flogger he could take.  Angry red marks appeared instantly on his back after each blow.  After a few minutes, Miss Rachel put the flogger down and slipped her hands into rabbit fur gloves.  She slowly and gently ran her fur covered hands over his marked back, while whispering positive remarks into his ear. 

Bella was able to make out, “good boy” and “I’m so proud of you,” but she didn’t catch the rest.  Kevin was moaning softly and Bella could see that his strong body was slumping weakly against the cross.

Miss Rachel turned to Bella and asked her politely but assertively to go get a bottle of water out of the fridge.  When Bella had returned with the water, Miss Rachel had already unhooked Kevin from the cross and was helping him over to the padded area in the corner.  He lay down and she wrapped him in a blanket.  Bella handed her the bottle of water without a word, she unscrewed the top, and handed it carefully to Kevin.  Bella could see he was shaking a bit, but he gulped down about half of it, and then handed it back to her.  She drank the rest and then turned to Bella. 

“I need to stay with him for a bit to ensure that he’s okay.  Could you please go upstairs and find Danielle?  She will be working with you for the next little bit.” 

“Yes, Miss Rachel,” Bella answered right away as Miss Rachel snuggled up on the floor beside Kevin, pressing her body against his. 

Bella took a moment to take in the beauty of what she was seeing before hurrying upstairs.  She knew he needed some time alone with his Mistress as he came out of subspace and she didn’t want to interrupt that very special time between dominant and submissive.

1. Berkley Horse - https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Berkley_Horse

Chapter Six

“Kevin, take this little one inside and give her the grand tour.  Answer her questions honestly and take your time.  I will have Charlotte clear the table and take care of the kitchen,” Miss Rachel explained looking directly at Kevin. 

“Yes, Miss Rachel,” he answered as he got up from the table and waved for Bella to follow him.

She wasn’t sure exactly what she was supposed to do, so she stood carefully, pushed in her chair, and turned to Miss Rachel.  “Thank you so much, Miss Rachel.  I really enjoyed our chat and I’m looking forward to seeing your beautiful home.” 

She smiled kindly at Bella, “You’re welcome, dear.  Now go with Kevin and don’t forget that he is your handler while you are here.” 

“Yes, Miss Rachel,” Bella answered.

She followed Kevin back into the enormous house and he led her back to the front door where she had first entered. 

Lifting his arm to show her the room, he said, “This is the entrance.  One day you may be expected to great guests here, but you will need to be trained for that first.” 

Bella looked around and was in awe of the grand entrance.  It was a very open area filled with sunlight.  The floor was made of white marble and there was a huge chandelier hanging from the ceiling of the second floor.  There was an elegant stairway, winding its way up to the second floor, which was framed in a balcony allowing a view of the chandelier and the entrance.

“Come,” said Kevin, “we will start with the second floor.  He began climbing the stairs quietly with Bella following at his heals.  “Let’s start with Miss Rachel’s room.”  Bella followed him to the end of the hall and he opened the door for her.  “There are two very large bedrooms on the second floor.  This one is Miss Rachel’s Room.”  Bella nodded and looked around in fascination. 

It was a dream bedroom for any woman.  There was a king size four poster bed that was obviously the focal point of the room and all of the heavy, matching furniture was made of light oak.  It was very spacious and elegant.  There was a beautiful dressing table which neatly held what looked like an antique silver dressing table set. 

“It’s amazing,” she said breathlessly. 

Kevin agreed and opened a door at the far end of the room.  Bella walked over and poked my head inside. 

“Oh my,” she said, impressed. 

It was a very big, very modern, bathroom for two.  There were two sinks on a very large counter and a huge Jacuzzi in the middle of the room.  Another door led to the toilet.

Kevin closed all the doors behind them and led her to the next room. 

“I’ve never seen anything like that,” she whispered to Kevin. 

“It is quite impressive,” he replied, “but only the two master bedrooms are like that.” 

“Two master bedrooms?”

Kevin smiled, “Yes, you’ll see in a minute.” 

He showed her into the next bedroom which was much smaller.  It held a queen size bed, two night tables, and a small dresser.  As she looked around, she noticed hooks hidden all over the place and she shivered knowingly.  The next few bedrooms were very similar to the one she had just seen, but they were all accented in different colours.  As they made their way to the other end of the hall, Kevin stopped in front of the last door. 

“This is your Master’s room,” he said as he pushed the door open for her.

Bella’s breath caught in her throat as she walked in.  It was so elegant.  The furniture was similar to that of Miss Rachel’s, but her Master’s was in dark oak and the four poster king size bed was framed in heavy opulent curtains which were pulled back and fastened.  She opened the closet to see several suits hanging neatly and arranged by shade.  Bella laughed to herself and knew right away that her Master had been here.  She didn’t dare open any other doors or drawers.  There were two doors leading off of her Master’s room and Kevin opened one of them.  She walked over and looked around.  It was the office that Miss Rachel had told her about.  There was a huge oak desk in the middle of the room with a very comfortable looking leather chair behind it.  The walls were lined in book cases, which of course were overflowing with books, and there was a very soft oriental rug on the floor.  Kevin smiled at Bella and led her out and over to the second door which led to another immense bathroom.  Her Master’s bathroom also had two sinks, but the giant tub was a bit different.  It looked as if you could fit at least three people in it.  Bella couldn’t help imagining taking a long, hot, relaxing bubble bath in that amazing tub.  She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. 

The faint smell of her Master’s cologne hung in the air and she moaned, “Oh, my Master”.

Kevin looked at her carefully.  “What is it?” he asked. 

“I can smell him,” she said, a little sadly. 

“Yes,” he nodded.  “He hasn’t been here in a long time, but this room will always be here for him.”  He cocked his head to the side as he examined her.  “You really love him, don’t you?” 

Bella blushed and wrapped her arms around her chest.  “To tell you yes just doesn’t seem good enough.  He is the most amazing man I have ever met.”  She smiled and her face lit up as she explained, “He’s so smart, so handsome, so-” she couldn’t finish.  She just couldn’t find the right words to describe the man she loved so much. 

“It’s alright,” Kevin said softly.  “Your love and submission is clear to me.  I wanted to make sure and the look in your eyes has answered all of my questions.” 

“You wanted to make sure?” she asked, a little shocked. 

“Of course,” he said calmly. “The Master is very important to all of us.  I trust his judgment, but I also know that many women would do anything to get into his bed.”  He saw the worry on Bella’s face and smiled at her as he wrapped one arm around her shoulders.  With the other hand, he tapped on her collar and said, “Don’t worry, little one.  It is you who is wearing his collar.”

Kevin took her by the hand and led her out of the room, closing all the doors behind them as they went back into the hallway.  With his other hand, he motioned to all of the bedrooms upstairs. 

“The Master and Miss Rachel’s rooms are theirs alone.  The others are guest bedrooms.  Some visitors have preferences as to which room they’d like, but their occupants change depending on who is staying with us at any given moment.”  He motioned to another door that she hadn’t noticed before.  “There is another large bathroom there for the guests.”  Depending on what your Master wants, you may be trained on how to take care of the bedrooms and their occupants.  Bella nodded her understanding and they headed back downstairs.

They hadn’t run into anybody on the second floor, so she was a little surprised at how busy the first floor had become.  A redhead in a French maid’s outfit ran by them as they reached the bottom of the stairs. 

 Bella followed the girl with her eyes and jumped a little when Kevin calmly but firmly called, “Céline.” 

The girl stopped immediately and turned to face him.  Her green eyes grew wide when she saw him at the bottom of the stairs.  “I’m so sorry, Kevin,” she blurted out.  “There is just so much to do and not enough time.” 

Kevin closed the gap between them with a quick meaningful stride and looked sternly down at the beautiful girl.  “Céline,” he started patiently, “I know this is an exciting surprise for all of us and that you are working hard to prepare for tonight, so I will let you off with a warming this time, but don’t let me catch you running in this house again.  Do I make myself clear?” 

“Yes, Kevin,” the girl said timidly, relief flooding her face. 

“Good girl,” he said, “get back to work.” 

“Yes, Kevin,” she answered and continued in the direction she had been headed.

Kevin motioned for her to follow him and she caught up to him at once.  She hadn’t seen this side of him before, but she remembered that Miss Rachel had said he would be her handler while she was staying with them.  She knew he was Miss Rachel’s submissive, but she wondered if he was in charge of all of the submissives when she wasn’t around.  Bella didn’t have time to ask him because they had made it to the next room and she was more than a little confused about what she was looking at.  There were showers along one wall, sinks along the wall across from the showers, and a strange tiled rectangle in the middle of the floor that looked like it wasn’t actually attached to the floor around it. 

“This bathroom is for the submissives,” Kevin explained.  “Sometimes they wash themselves and sometimes they are washed.  This,” he said, pointing to the strange tiles in the floor, “is a big bathtub.  The floor lowers so that we can adjust it to the height of the shortest submissive in the tub.  It allows several people at a time to enjoy a relaxing bath, and,” he leaned in closer to whisper in my ear, “to enjoy themselves together if they have been good”.  Bella blushed and Kevin laughed at her discomfort as he led her out of the room.

There was a short blond lighting candles in the next room when they entered.  “Hello Kevin,” she said sweetly as she stopped what she was doing and turned to him.  “May I help you?” 

“No thank you, Danielle.  We’re just taking a tour of the house.  Actually,” he said, rethinking his last answer, “why don’t you explain to Bella here what this room is for and what you do in it?” 

“Of course, Kevin,” she answered in the same sweet voice. “This room is for massages,” she said, waving to the two massage tables in the middle of the room.  The room smelled of lavender, was surrounded in candles, and there was an iPod and small speakers in the corner playing relaxing music.  “Sometimes it’s the submissives that receive massages, sometimes a Dominant, and on special occasions, both will receive a massage together,” she explained.  “I am a massage therapist in the vanilla world, so I train the submissives here on how to give massages, but they don’t always end the same way,” she giggles and winked at Bella.  This made Bella laugh and Kevin thanked her before they left.

Kevin showed her several tiny bedrooms next.  They were all the same; they had a tiny single bed, a night table, and a small closet.  He explained that they were for the submissives who were not staying upstairs with their Master’s. 

“Why wouldn’t they sleep with their Masters?” Bella asked, surprised. 

“Well,” Kevin started, “sometimes they stay here without their Masters, like if their Masters are out of town for work or if they have been sent here for some kind of training.  Sometimes they are in trouble and not permitted to sleep with their Masters, and sometimes we have submissives here who do not have a Master.” 

“Oh,” she nodded a bit sadly and hoped that she would never be sent to sleep down here without her Master.

They passed the kitchen and Bella saw a young brunette looking through the cupboards when she peeked in.  She supposed they were skipping the kitchen since she’d already seen it.  The dining room was next to the kitchen and it was as sophisticated as the rest of the home.  There was a great oak table in the centre with seating for 12, a stunning chandelier hanging above it, and sturdy shelving running along one of the walls with an immense mirror above it. 

“Wow,” was all she could say as she looked at the lovely room. 

Kevin nodded, “sometimes we entertain a lot of guests.  If your Master wants, one day you may be trained in entertaining.”  Bella nodded, thinking that there seemed to be many things she needed to be trained in.

The living room was their next stop and there was a lot to take in.  It was very tastefully decorated, just like the rest of the house, but it was different in a way.  It was designed to be very cozy and intimate for a very small group of people, but able to accommodate a large group as well.  

As she looked around, Kevin explained, “The living room is for everyone.  Sometimes you will find one or two people in here and other times it will be full.  Depending on what your Master allows you to do, you can come in here to read, watch TV, chat with others, or whatever you need to relax a bit.  Both Dominants and submissives are welcome to use this room to relax, so always remember to be respectful.” 

“Yes, Kevin,” she agreed politely.

Kevin looked down at his watch and smiled at her, “There is still the kitchen to show you, but I will let Charlotte do that, and downstairs of course, but I think Miss Rachel will want to take care of that. Right now though, it is time to serve Miss Rachel her afternoon coffee.  Come with me,” he ordered matter-of-factually. 

He led her back into the kitchen where the brunette she had seen earlier had just finished preparing a tray of coffee and sweets.  She looked up at Kevin and smiled, “Miss Rachel said that you two would be joining her outside for coffee this afternoon.  She asked that I send you out there once you made it to the kitchen.  I will take care of the serving this afternoon.” 

“That sounds good to me,” Kevin said smiling and led Bella back outside to where Miss Rachel was already waiting.

Miss Rachel smiled when she saw them coming.  Kevin knelt before her and kissed her hand.  He didn’t get up, but inclined his head lovingly as she caressed his cheek. 

“How has the tour gone so far, my submissive,” she asked, looking into his eyes and cupping his chin with her hand. 

He smiled up at her and then kissed her hand again.  “It’s gone well, Miss Rachel.  I thought I would leave the kitchen to Charlotte and I figured you’d want to take Bella downstairs yourself.” 

“That’s a great idea, love,” she said as she kissed him on the lips. 

This was a very different man from the one Bella had seen scolding Céline at the bottom of the stairs. 

“Please,” she said to them, “have a seat with me”.

They both sat down at the table with Miss Rachel who turned her attention to Bella.  “Your Master called to see how you’re doing.  I told him that we had had a nice chat this morning and that Kevin had taken you on a tour of the house after lunch.” 

Bella’s face brightened as soon as Miss Rachel mentioned her Master.  As they were getting comfortable, the brunette from the kitchen showed up with a tray of little cakes and a carafe of coffee.  Careful not to interrupt the conversation, she began setting the table carefully around them. 

“Thank you, Charlotte,” Miss Rachel said, placing a hand lovingly on Charlotte’s back.  “I would like you to meet Bella,” she said, nodding in Bella’s direction.  “Bella will be with us for today and hopefully her Master will allow her to come back to spend more time with us.” 

“Pleased to meet you,” Charlotte said, coming over and giving her a light kiss on each cheek. 

“Likewise,” Bella answered. 

Bella watched Charlotte as she finished setting the table and serving the coffee.  She was incredibly stunning.  She had long brown hair, blue eyes, a tiny little nose, and a very curvy figure.  She had a collar on like all of the other submissives in the house, but her only piece of clothing was an apron which seemed only to add to the accentuation of her delicious curves. 

“May I get you anything else, Miss Rachel?” she asked politely. 

“No thank you, Charlotte.  That will be all for now.” 

Bella’s eyes followed Charlotte as she returned gracefully to the kitchen.  “She is very impressive,” Bella commented, still looking in the direction Charlotte had gone.  “Her Master must be a very lucky man.” 

“Yes,” agreed Miss Rachel.  “She is very intelligent and is an exquisite submissive, but she does not have a Master.  She is a chef and helped to design the kitchen, that’s why Kevin suggested that she show it to you.  In exchange for her time here, she does most of the cooking and teaches the submissives whose Masters want trained in the art of French cuisine.” 

“That’s incredible,” Bella said.  “I’m sure my Master will want her to teach me a thing or two.” 

They all laughed and Miss Rachel explained that most of the Masters ask for that training when they find out about Charlotte. 

“I thought you could spend some time with her when we are finished here,” she stated. 

“I would love to,” Bella smiled and they all drank their coffee.

When they were finished, Charlotte came back out with a tray to clear the table.  Miss Rachel asked her to show Bella around the kitchen and to have her help out if Charlotte needed anything. 

“Thank you, Miss Rachel,” she acknowledged gratefully. 

Charlotte smoothly loaded up her tray and headed back to the kitchen.  Kevin and Bella thanked Miss Rachel for coffee and followed Charlotte back into the kitchen.  She was already doing the dishes when they entered.  Kevin handed Bella a dish towel so that she could help Charlotte and asked her if she needed anything before he left.  Charlotte stopped washing and looked at Kevin.  Her expression had changed from the one she showed in front of Miss Rachel and Bella thought she looked worried and nervous. 

“Kevin,” she began timidly.  “May I ask you something please?” 

“Of course, Charlotte,” he said calmly, turning off the water and taking her hands in his.  “What is it?”

She looked down at the floor and fidgeted a bit.  Kevin squeezed her hands, urging her to go on. 

“Miss Rachel stopped by the kitchen earlier.  She said I was to have the girls set the dining room table for four and that everyone else would eat in the kitchen tonight.” 

“Yes,” replied Kevin.  “She has invited a guest for dinner.” 

Charlotte began to fidget again and seemed to have trouble getting out the rest.  “She said…Miss Rachel…she asked for a full dinner…with…” 

Bella could see she was beginning to tremble and thought she looked like she might cry. 

“…With souris d'agneau.” 

Kevin seemed to understand what she was saying and took her into his arms.  He held her tightly as he rocked her soothingly. 

“It’s his favourite,” she stammered, “Is he…am I?”  Kevin ran his fingers through her hair and she calmed a bit.  “Kevin?” she asked again, this time looking up at him.

“The Master will be here tonight,” Kevin confirmed gently, “with his submissive.” 

“He has a…” she squeaked, the colour draining from her face.  Charlotte collapsed in his arms and Kevin scooped her up easily. 

“Go find Miss Rachel,” he whispered.  “Tell her we will be in Charlotte’s room.” 

Bella nodded as he carried her effortlessly to her room.  She wasn’t sure where to go, so she went back outside hoping that Miss Rachel was still there.  Her head was spinning as she tried to understand what had just happened.  Had they been talking about her Master?  Had Charlotte been his before?  Did she think that she was going to be one of the four people in the dining room?  Bella was so confused and started to panic.

Miss Rachel was still sitting at the table outside enjoying a cigarette.  Bella hurried over to her, but her face must have given something away, because Miss Rachel asked what was wrong before she could even explain. 

“It’s Charlotte,” she gasped breathlessly.  “She collapsed and Kevin took her to her room.” 

Miss Rachel quickly stubbed out her cigarette and hurried inside.  Bella didn’t know what to do, so she followed her.  Miss Rachel stopped in front of the closed door to Charlotte’s room and turned to Bella. 

“Please don’t say anything, Bella.  I will take care of this.”  She took a deep breath to compose herself and then entered the room.

Kevin was in the tiny bed with Charlotte, holding her tightly while she cried on his shoulder. 

“Why?” she sobbed.  “What did I do wrong?” 

Kevin didn’t respond, he just continued to rock her comfortingly. 

“Charlotte,” Miss Rachel said calmly, taking a seat on the end of the bed and putting a hand on the sobbing submissive.  “We’ve discussed this and you knew this day would come.” 

“I know,” she sniffled, “but I did everything to please him.” 

“You were the perfect submissive,” Miss Rachel said comfortingly.  “You didn’t do anything wrong, you just weren’t ‘the one’.” 

“But I love him!” the girl cried. 

“We all love him, Charlotte,” she consoled.  “He is a wonderful man and he thinks very highly of you.” 

“Then why didn’t he collar me?” she wept. 

“I’ve already explained it to you,” she reassured.  “He wasn’t only looking for the perfect submissive; he was also looking for the perfect partner.  That means someone who shares his interests; someone who will not only be his submissive, but his best friend.” 

“I can learn,” she whimpered. 

“You will find your Master one day, my dear, but he is not the one for you.  Come on now,” Miss Rachel said gently, handing the girl a tissue.  “Why don’t we show him that you’re still the perfect submissive, that even though you are not his, you still have much to offer the right Master?” 

“Yes,” the girl agreed, wiping her eyes. 

Kevin helped her to sit up in bed and she looked at Miss Rachel, her eyes still filled with tears. 

“I don’t want to meet his submissive,” she said quietly.  “I just couldn’t handle it.” 

“Why don’t we just throw our energy into making a beautiful dinner and we can deal with that later,” offered Miss Rachel. 

“Okay,” Charlotte acquiesced. 

Miss Rachel gave Charlotte a hug.  “You will find your Master one day, my dear.  I promise.”    

Charlotte nodded and Kevin and Miss Rachel helped her back into the kitchen while Bella followed behind.

Once back in the kitchen, Charlotte assured them that she would be alright and that having Bella around would help to keep her mind off of things.  Bella opened her mouth to say something to Miss Rachel, who quickly motioned for her not to speak.  Bella understood and turned to Charlotte, “What can I do to help you, Charlotte?” 

“Here,” she said, handing me the cloth, “I could use some help drying these dishes.”  We started back on the dishes and Kevin and Miss Rachel quietly left the kitchen.  After putting everything away, Charlotte turned to me, “I’m really sorry that you had to see that on your first day here.  I’m usually really good at staying calm and poised and this really is a very happy and loving house to be in”.  She sighed and sat down at the kitchen table.  I sat down too, not saying anything.  “There is just this man,” she continued, “the Master.  He is the most amazing man I have ever met.  Miss Rachel used to send me and the other submissives to serve him when he was here.  I always felt so calm and safe around him.  It was as if I had finally figured out who I really was.  Miss Rachel started to send me to him more often than the other girls and he even took me out a few times.  We tried going out for dinner once,” she laughed, “but he said that my cooking was always way better than any restaurant he had ever been to.  I really thought he was the one, but then he stopped coming.  I missed him terribly and I was so sad that it was hard to think of anything but him.  Miss Rachel assured me that I would find the right Master one day, but I’m just not sure anymore.” 

Bella nodded in understanding.  “Finding the right Master is not easy,” she agreed.  “It’s like having to find one man that completes two different relationships.  He not only has to compliment your vanilla life, but he has to share the same interests in BDSM as you do.  I thought I had found ‘the one’ once, because he was the first person I had met who both understood BDSM and who seemed to have the same interests in it as I did.  The problem was that we were just not compatible in everyday vanilla life.  It ended pretty badly, but I learned from it, so I understand what Miss Rachel meant when she said that you were the perfect submissive, but that this man was also looking for his best friend.” 

Charlotte smiled at Bella, but still looked a little sad.  “I could have learned,” she said very quietly. 

“Perhaps, but it wouldn’t have been right for either of you,” Bella explained, putting her hand on Charlotte’s. 

“You’re right,” she said, a little more brightly.  “Let’s concentrate on putting on the best dinner ever.  Who knows, maybe he’ll have a friend for me.”  They both laughed at that and went back to the counter.

“So, what exactly is a souris d’agneau?  A lamb mouse?” Bella asked, a bit confused. 

Charlotte laughed.  “Literally translated, yes, but actually it’s just a lamb shank.” 

“Just a lamb shank?”  she asked, surprised.  “I don’t even know what part of the lamb that is, let alone how to cook it.”  They both laughed at Bella’s ignorance and she could tell that Charlotte was already in a better mood. 

“Well, you’re welcome to help out with tonight’s menu and I can show you how it’s done.  We will begin with an amuse bouche of fleurs de capucine garnies de guacamole, then a starter of salade de supions émincés et tomatés à l'aïoli, the souris d’agneau of course, a cheese platter, and then for dessert, a cheesecake.  He loves cheesecake,” she said thoughtfully.  “Have you ever tried it?” 

 “Uh, yes,” Bella answered, still in shock.  Cheesecake is very common where I’m from, but I have no idea what you said before that.” 

Charlotte laughed again and shook her head, “you’ll see.  It’s not that hard.” 

“Sure,” she said in disbelief.

Just then, Céline came bounding into the kitchen, still wearing the French maid outfit.  “What is all the laughing about?” she asked curiously, looking from Charlotte to Bella. 

“We were just discussing tonight’s menu,” Charlotte explained.  “Have you met Bella?” 

“Not really,” she answered.  “I’m Céline,” she said smiling and then kissed Bella on both cheeks. 

“Nice to meet you Céline.”

“Well, I’m just making the dining room all shiny and pretty,” Céline said energetically.  “I’ll be back in a few minutes to get the dishes to set the table and then Miss Rachel said I should come and help you with the cooking.” 

“That sounds great, Céline,” Charlotte answered and the girl bounced back out of the room. 

“She certainly has a lot of energy,” Bella commented. 

“She does,” laughed Charlotte.  “She’s young, full of energy, and eager to please, but she doesn’t have a lot of experience as a submissive, so we have to be a little more patient with her.” 

Bella nodded her understanding.

“Okay, let’s get started,” Charlotte said her energy and confidence coming back to her.  “We will be serving four in the dining room, but everybody else will be eating in the kitchen, so we have a lot of food to make.  You can leave your wrist cuffs on the table,” she explained, waving to the kitchen table. 

“My cuffs?”

 “Of course,” she answered.  “You can’t properly wash your hands with them on and it won’t be safe to cook with them either.” 

“Oh,” she said, shaking her head.  “My Master said I’m not allowed to take them off.” 

“I’m sure he will be okay with it since it’s for safety reasons,” she answered confidently. 

“I can’t,” she said, not sure what to do. 

Charlotte nodded, “There is only one man I ever would have obeyed like that.  Your Master must be very special.”

Just then, Miss Rachel came into the kitchen.  “I thought I would come check on you girls.  How is it going?” she asked. 

“Great,” Bella answered excitedly.  “Charlotte has a huge meal planned for tonight and she’s going to show me how to make it.” 

“That’s wonderful,” Miss Rachel acknowledged. 

“And how are you doing?” she asked, turning to Charlotte. 

“I’m much better now.  Thank you, Miss Rachel.  There is one problem though.  Bella has been ordered not to remove her cuffs and she can’t help out in the kitchen with them on.” 

Miss Rachel smiled at me knowingly, “It’s okay Bella, your Master has left me in charge and I say it is okay for you to take them off to cook.  It is for everyone’s safety.” 

“I understand, Miss Rachel,” Bella trembled, “but my Master was very clear that I had to wear my cuffs and collar, even when he’s at work.” 

Charlotte put a comforting arm around her, “It’s okay, Bella, I understand.  I can teach you how to make these things another day.” 

“There you are,” exclaimed Miss Rachel.  “I can show you what we have downstairs while Charlotte makes dinner.” 

“You haven’t been downstairs yet?” Charlotte shrieked.  “Forget about dinner, go downstairs, Bella!” 

Bella laughed, “Okay Charlotte, I’ll go downstairs.

Chapter Five

Bella awoke the next morning to one of her Master’s hands in her hair and his enlarged cock being forced deeply into her mouth.  Her eyes popped open and she looked up at him with a mix of love and fear.  She loved this man with every fibre of her being and would do anything to please him, but his large cock making its way into her airway caused her to struggle to catch her breath.  Trying to reach for him, she realized her wrists were still securely fastened to the chain above her head.  There was no time to accustom herself to the member that ravaged her throat, because her Master wasn’t trying to please her, but to use her to alleviate his needs.   She thrashed around under him, fighting to breathe, but he held her firmly by the hair and took what he wanted.  She felt his cock harden even more, heard his animal-like growl, and then felt his hot seed shoot down her throat.

Sighing deeply, her Master released his grip on her and collapsed down on the bed beside her.  Bella’s heart raced as she welcomed the fresh air into her lungs. 

“Thank you, my Master,” she gasped from beside him. 

He rolled over so that he was facing her, wrapped his large strong hand around her throat and forced her to look up into his eyes. 

“You’re mine,” he growled,” you belong to me.” 

“Yes, my Master,” she gulped, as his hand constricted her airway. 

“Good pig,” he groaned and pulled her closer to him. 

Bella nuzzled her face into his neck, breathing in his intoxicating scent.  She wanted nothing more than to wrap her arms around him, but she was still chained to his bed.  Her Master took advantage of her inability to move very far and gently trailed his fingers over her naked body.  He went from her cheek, down her neck, over her left breast, and by the time he had reached her belly, she was arching her body up towards him and moaning with need.

Digging his fingers deep into her ass, he pulled her even closer towards him and growled, “Needy slut.” 

“Yes, my Master,” she purred, hoping for more pleasure this morning.  Her Master bit into her neck with just enough force to make her squirm and beg, “Please, my Master,” but he just chuckled and slapped her ass hard. 

“No, my pig.  You need to go make breakfast.  I have a phone call to make and need to get to work.” 

Bella pouted as he unclasped her cuffs from the chain, but hurried out of the bedroom to make breakfast and set the table.  She could hear her Master’s muffled voice in the bedroom as he spoke to someone on the phone, but she ignored it as she hurriedly fixed his tea and got everything ready for him.  It worried her that her Master was always working, but no matter what Bella said about it, the phone calls kept coming and her Master kept working.  She found solace in the fact that weekends were theirs and her Master kept his work to the work week.

When her Master emerged from the bedroom, breakfast was ready, the table was set, and Bella was kneeling by his chair with his tea in her hands.  He smiled down at her while taking his seat, kissed her forehead, and took the tea she was offering him. 

“Good girl,” he said.  “Please sit down and eat with me.” 

“Yes, my Master,” she said, and kissed his feet before getting up and sitting in her chair. 

Bella watched him as she sipped her coffee.  He was so handsome, even after just waking up in the morning.  He really was the only man who could make her happy. 

She was so caught up in her thoughts that she jumped a little when he said, “Stop staring at me, slut, and eat your breakfast.” 

“Yes, my Master, sorry, my Master.”

“I have a complicated day at work today and I can’t take you with me,” he explained matter-of-factually. 

She nodded as she swallowed her bite and then tried to reassure him, “I understand, my Master.  Please don’t worry about me.  I will keep myself busy here and be waiting for you when you get back.” 

His eyes were so full of love when he looked up at her and smiled, “I’m not worried about you, my pig.  I know you’ll be busy and well taken care of.”  He went back to his breakfast and Bella just stared at him.  He saw her staring when he glanced back over at her and she could tell he was getting a little irritated.  “I told you to eat, my slut,” he said with sharpness in his voice.  She nodded and finished her breakfast quickly, but was still confused about what he had said.

When they had finished, Bella cleared the table and her Master went into the bathroom to get the shower started. 

“Get in here,” he called from the bathroom. 

“Yes, my Master,” she called back and scurried in. 

He gently removed her cuffs and collar and placed them all on the bathroom counter.  Taking her hand, he helped her into the tub and then joined her. 

He stopped her when she tried to clean him, “We need to get you clean, my slut.” 

“Yes, my Master,” she said, still a bit confused, “but I like to clean you in the morning.” 

“I know, my little one, but today it’s important that you’re nice and clean.” 

Bella nodded and followed his commands as he washed her, holding her arms up and turning when he told her to.  Bella felt like he was trying to scrub off the top layer of her skin and he washed her hair twice before putting in the conditioner.  She was so confused, but she didn’t ask as he seemed not to want to discuss it.

When she thought he had finished washing her, he told her to get on her hands and knees in the tub and to spread her legs as wide as she could.  It took everything she had not to ask him what was going on, but her mind stopped reeling as soon as she felt something slide into her pussy. 

“Stay still,” her Master commanded and she felt warm water flowing into her and then gushing right out.  She didn’t understand.  Her Master had never done this before.  She was about to ask when she felt a smaller tube inserted into her anus.  “Hold this,” her Master said as he again filled her with water.  She bit her lip and waited there as her Master pulled the tube out and got out of the shower.  “You can let it out and clean up after I leave.” 

“Yes, my Master,” she replied softly and heard him leave the room.  Bella waited on the floor of the tub for a minute, trying to figure out what was going on, before getting up and doing what he had told her.  She let the water out and then carefully cleaned herself and then the tub.  After shutting off the water, she wrapped her wet hair in a towel and got out of the tub so that she could brush her teeth. 

Her Master returned just as she was finishing and got back into the shower.  “Do your make-up,” he said as he began to wash himself. 

“Yes, my Master,” she replied as she stared dumbfounded at herself in the mirror.

She was just about finished with her make-up when her Master got out of the shower.  “You’re beautiful,” he said, pulling her close to him. 

“And you’re all wet,” she said, giggling playfully. 

“Indeed,” he replied, rubbing up against her naked body. 

“My Master,” she moaned and kissed him.  Pulling his towel from the rack, she began to dry him off gently and thoroughly.  She got on her knees in front of him to do his lower half and placed little kisses on his cock as she passed it. 

“Stop it, my slut,” he said, pushing her head away.  “I need to get to work.” 

Bella groaned and finished drying him off.  When she stood up, he put her cuffs and collar back on and looked her over.

“You’re perfect,” he commented quietly and she blushed.  “Finish your make-up and then come to the bedroom.” 

“Yes, my Master,” she said, and gave him a quick kiss before turning back to the mirror. 

He watched her in the mirror for a second and then left.  She wanted him so badly, but she knew he had to go.  She finished her make-up and added some perfume in the hopes of catching his attention.

When she got back to the bedroom, Gabriel was already dressed for work.  The site of him in his suit always made her knees weak. 

“Oh, my Master,” she moaned as she came towards him, but he stopped her, putting his hand up between them. 

“No, little one, there is no time for that this morning.  I have to get to work.  Put these on,” he said, handing her a pair of high heeled shoes and her long overcoat. 

“But, my Master,” she objected, taking the shoes from him. 

The look he gave her stopped her from protesting or trying to ask any more questions.  She slipped the shoes on and wrapped the coat tightly around her naked body.  When she looked back up at her Master, he was taking her leash from the closet and walking towards the front door. 

“Come,” he said as he opened the front door.  Bella followed him out without a word.

When they were seated in the car, her Master whipped her thighs with the leash he still held in his hand, making her cry out in surprise and pain. 

“A slut keeps her legs open,” he admonished.  “Is that clear?” 

“Yes, my Master,” she whimpered, spreading her legs.  “My Master?” she asked tentatively. 

“Yes, my slut?” 

“Where are we going, my Master?”

“I’m going to work,” he explained, “and you’re going to stay with a friend of mine.” 

Bella stared at him in surprise, but he didn’t elaborate.  She wrapped her arms around herself protectively and looked out the window as he drove.  She was very confused about what was going on.  Her Master had never mentioned leaving her with a friend before and she was terrified of being left with a man without her Master being there to supervise.  What if something bad happened to her?  Her Master wouldn’t be there to protect me.  As her thoughts began to spin out of control, her body began to tremble.  She was really scared and could feel the tears welling up in her eyes.

Gabriel finally stopped driving and parked the car in someone’s driveway.  Bella looked up at the big house in front of her and could hardly breathe.  Her Master really was going to leave her with someone she didn’t know.  Gabriel grabbed her face and turned it towards his.  He looked her over carefully and his face softened a bit. 

“What’s wrong, my love?” he asked gently. 

She opened her mouth to tell him how scared she was, but nothing came out.  He pulled her into his arms and held her tightly against him. 

“Shhhhhh,” he soothed as he ran his hand through her hair.  “You’re shaking, my slut,” he pointed out as he held and rocked me.  Bella nodded and squeezed him tightly.

He loosened his grip on her and tilted her face upwards to meet his gaze.  “Don’t you trust me?” he asked a little surprised. 

She nodded and a tear rolled down her cheek.  He gently wiped the tear from her face with his fingertips and kissed her forehead. 

“When I went to work yesterday, you missed me so much that I came to pick you up and bring you back to work with me, but I have important meetings today and can’t bring you with me.  I don’t want you to be scared and lonely all alone at home, so I have arranged for you to spend the day with a friend of mine.  This way I know you will be well cared for and you won’t be lonely.” 

Bella nodded and held onto him tightly.

He kissed her forehead again and tore himself away from her.  “Come on, little one,” he said as he opened his door and got out. 

Before she had even fully opened her own door, her Master was there helping her out.  He pulled her back into his arms, hugged her tightly, and attached the leash to her collar. 

“You will be fine, my slut,” he said and then gave her leash a tug, “come.” 

She timidly followed her Master to the door and waited quietly beside him as he rang the bell.

A young man in a white shirt and black pants opened the door.  He smiled brightly when he saw Gabriel and invited him in.  Bella followed her Master into the house and stood quietly by his side.  The man closed the door behind them and, still ignoring Bella, asked Gabriel if he would like a drink.  When he declined, the man politely asked him to wait a moment and then left them standing in the entrance.  Gabriel took the coat from her and hung it on the coat rack beside the door.  Fear gripped her again as she stood there wearing only her cuffs and collar.  She had no idea who this man was and he hadn’t even acknowledged her. 

Her Master cupped her face in his hands and spoke to her very gently, “Stop being scared, my little one.  You must trust that I will always take care of you and that I only want the best for you.  You will be safe here, and I will come to get you as soon as I’m finished work.” 

Bella nodded and he kissed her lips softly before telling her to kneel.  She knelt down at his side, careful to keep her legs open, and waited there silently.

Only a few seconds had gone by before a lovely, well dressed woman came out smiling and threw her arms around Gabriel.  “It’s so good to see you,” she exclaimed happily. 

Gabriel took her into his arms, pushed her up against the wall, and kissed her passionately.  She moaned, kissing him back, and wrapping a leg up around him. 

“Yes,” he groaned, “it’s been too long.”  

Still holding her up against the wall, he began sucking on her neck, kneading her large breasts with his strong hands, and grinding his hardening cock between her legs.  Bella watched in complete shock as her Master seemed to ravage the woman without even removing her clothes.

When they finally stopped for air, Gabriel spoke, “Thank you for agreeing to take her on such short notice.  She is scared and misses me terribly when I’m away.”  Handing her the leash he said, “treat her as one of yours: train her, play with her, punish her.  I trust you to do what needs to be done.” 

“Thank you,” she replied as she ran her fingers down his tie. 

Gabriel chuckled and kissed her again.  “You are always so ready to go.  Are you sure you won’t reconsider being a submissive?” 

Her laughter filled the room and she rubbed up against him.  “I have a lot of fun the way things are now,” she said, nodding to the house around her. 

“Alright,” he said in mock defeat.  “Take care of my pig and I will see you as soon as I’m finished work.” 

“I will,” she answered, “have a nice day.” 

Her Master stroked her face and ran a finger over her lips.  “Be good, my little one.  I will be back to pick you up as soon as I can.” 

“I will, my Master,” she said in barely a whisper.  “I love you, my Master,” she called after him as he left the house. 

He blew her a kiss from the doorway and then left.  It took all the strength she had not to cry after he left.  She knew she would miss him terribly, but she also had no idea what was in store for her at this lady’s house.

The woman tugged on Bella’s leash, making her look up.  Bella tried to keep her eyes lowered to the floor, but the woman insisted that she look at her.  She looked Bella over for a minute and then patted her head reassuringly. 

“I think we will be very gentle with you today, little one.  You appear to be very scared and it is important that you trust me,” she said softly and then called out, “Kevin!” 

The young man in the white shirt and black pants hurried to her side. 

“We will take coffee on the terraces,” she told him simply and handed him Bella’s leash before walking away.

Bella followed the woman with her gaze until she was out of sight and then looked up at the young man who was looking her over with interest. 

“Come,” he said simply and gave her leash a tug before walking off towards the kitchen. 

On her hands and knees, Bella followed him as quickly as she could, but the tile floor was cold and hard, which made it difficult and uncomfortable.  He didn’t look back at her, but she was sure he had slowed down his pace a little so that she could keep up.  When they got to the kitchen, he clipped the leash to a metal bolt on the wall and began to brew some coffee.  Once the coffee began to brew, he placed a silver tray on the counter and began setting it with cups, saucers, spoons, cream, and sugar.  It all looked very elegant, but Bella was still very confused about what was going on.  She looked around the kitchen as he worked and was quite impressed with what she saw.  There were so many huge windows and it was so open that the sun seemed to light up the entire room.  The kitchen was very modern and up to date as well.  Bella didn’t really know much about cooking, but she could imagine that whoever used this room knew exactly what they were doing.

Once the coffee had finished brewing, he poured it into a carafe and placed it on the tray.  Taking her leash in one hand and the tray in the other, he walked her out the large glass kitchen doors and out onto the terrace.  The woman was sitting on an overstuffed outdoor chair, relaxing in the sun, when they came up.  Kevin placed the tray on the table in front of her and handed her Bella’s leash.  Bella knelt there quietly watching them as Kevin asked the woman if he could get her anything else.  She politely declined and told him he could leave to take care of his other duties.  He nodded without a word and went back inside.

The woman looked down at Bella and smiled, running the backs of her fingers over the side of Bella’s face.  Bella watched her without a word. 

“You are a precious little one,” she said, the smile never leaving her full lips.  “Do you know who I am?” she asked and Bella shook her head silently.  “My name is Rachel.  Has your Master told you anything about me?”  Bella shook her head again and Rachel’s eyebrows rose in surprise.  “This is really very interesting,” she mumbled to herself.  “You may call me Miss Rachel.  “Okay,” she said quietly, “let’s start with this.  Today we will get to know each other, so when I ask you a question, I want you to answer me as honestly as possible.  I need to know everything I can about you and I want you to understand who I am so that you are comfortable with me.  For now, you can sit on that chair,” she nodded to the other chair at the table, “and have coffee with me as if we were two friends having a chat.  I will remind you however, that I am in charge.  You heard what your Master said.  I can use you however and for whatever I wish.”  Bella nodded her assent and the woman shook her head.  “The proper answer is yes, Miss Rachel,” she corrected. 

“Yes, Miss Rachel,” Bella answered in a whisper. 

“Good girl,” she commended, “now please take a seat.”

“Yes, Miss Rachel,” Bella repeated and took a seat across from her.

She reached over to the silver tray and poured two cups of coffee.  “Since we are being very casual today, I will serve you your coffee, but make no mistake; this is not how things usually work here.  What do you take in your coffee,” she asked. 

“Just sugar please, Miss Rachel” 

Miss Rachel put some sugar in Bella’s coffee and Bella noted that she took both cream and sugar; she had a feeling this would be important to remember.  Miss Rachel passed her the cup of coffee on a saucer and began to sip hers as she studied Bella. 

“Thank you, Miss Rachel,” Bella said and Miss Rachel smiled. 

“Your Master has told me so much about you.  Are you certain he hasn’t mentioned me at all?” she asked, still surprised. 

“I don’t think so, Miss Rachel,” she answered, a bit sorry that I had nothing else to offer. 

Miss Rachel nodded and sipped her coffee pensively.

“I suppose the best way to start then is for me to explain where you are and what my relationship is with your Master.”  Bella nodded, but did not interrupt her.  “Your Master and I met a very long time ago through mutual friends.  We had a lot more than just this lifestyle in common so we quickly became very good friends.  Your Master was looking for the right submissive and, although I wanted to help him find the right one, I wasn’t having much luck either.  I had been working for a very large international company at the time and they had decided to move our head office out of the country.  They made me a very generous offer to stay with them, but my heart was here.  I was given a very large settlement when the local office finally closed, and although money wouldn’t be an issue for a little while, I had no idea what I wanted to do with myself.

One night, while your Master and I were out for dinner, he suggested that I use the money to open a business of my own.  I was very good with clients, but I didn’t know anything about running a business.  On top of that, I had no idea what kind of a business would even interest me enough to call my own.  He was very amused with my naiveté and proposed that I do this,” she motioned to the house and the enormous gardens with her hands.  Bella looked around, but still had no idea what Miss Rachel was talking about. 

Her eyes brightened as she continued her story, “It started off as a very small and very private BDSM club.”  Bella’s eyes widened at this, but she kept quiet.  “Now it is so much more.  You’ve seen the kitchen, which you’ve probably noticed is very well equipped, but there are also many other rooms and bedrooms that are all set up to accommodate specific tastes and needs.  I can do many things here.  You’re here today to be cared for while your Master is at work.  Many dominants are interested in a service like that, especially if they often work late or have to travel a lot.  I also train submissives here, help others find the right dominants or submissives, and I entertain.”  Bella was fascinated by what she was saying and sipped her coffee quietly so that Miss Rachel wouldn’t stop.

“As I’m sure you know,” she continued, “your Master has an incredible head for business.  I relied on him for many years.  He helped me with everything.  In return, he had almost unlimited access to my submissives whenever he wanted.  Most people pay for the services I provide and I work in trade with others, but your Master was a very special case.  He was not only my closest friend, but he really made my business what it is today.”  Bella smiled proudly at this.  Her Master really was an incredible man.  “I’m sure you know that he works very hard.  It took some convincing, but eventually I was able to get him to come here after leaving the office so that he could work while being served by whatever submissives were here on any given day.  Eventually he even started spending some weekends here and I made sure he was very well cared for.  He still has his own bedroom and office here, but he hasn’t used them for quite some time,” she said with a bit of a frown.  “As I’m sure you can guess, he is dearly missed here, but now I can see what has kept him away.”  Her bright smile was genuine as she looked Bella over again.

Bella blushed at what she was suggesting.  Miss Rachel was being very honest about things that she didn’t have to tell her.  Bella was really beginning to like this woman and could see why her Master trusted her with her care.  On top of being very beautiful, she also seemed very intelligent and caring.  She already knew that the people her Master worked with were intelligent, they had to be to be able to keep up with him, but Miss Rachel had something more than what Bella had ever expected from one of her Master’s colleagues.  Like him, she cared about her submissives and wanted them to have the best, even if they were just hers for the day.  This explained why she and Gabriel were such good friends, although Bella wasn’t sure why he’d never mentioned her before.  Miss Rachel watched Bella as she thought about what had just been said and then interrupted her thoughts to offer her another cup of coffee.  Bella smiled at her, but the scared and timid little smile was gone and replaced by the bright smiles that were usually reserved for her Master.  If Miss Rachel was who she said she was, and, from the way she explained everything, Bella was certain that she was, then she needed to show Miss Rachel how much she loved her Master by trying to serve her as best as she could.

“Please allow me, Miss Rachel.”  Being careful to mind the cuffs around her pretty dishes, Bella poured her another coffee, fixed it with cream and sugar, then knelt at her feet and offered it up to her. 

Miss Rachel was so pleased that the smile lit up her face.  “Thank you, dear,” she said happily, “but please sit in the chair for today while we get to know each other.” 

“Yes, Miss Rachel,” Bella said, and sat back down across from her.  She quietly fixed herself another coffee and got comfortable in the soft chair. 

Miss Rachel continued her story, “I’ve had many submissives here over the years and I’ve always kept an eye open for someone that might interest your Master.  I always sent the prettiest and most intelligent submissives to serve him while he was here and, although I know he enjoyed their company, none of them were the one he was searching for.  I guess it was just over a year ago when we stopped seeing your Master here.  He kept in touch with me and was always willing to give advice when I needed it, but it was all over the phone or by email.” 

Bella smiled when she realized that that was around the time she and her Master had met and she wondered why he had never brought her here. 

“There are a few submissives in the house today, but like you, they are here because their Masters are either at work or away.  Kevin is mine and he will be your handler whenever you are here and I’m not caring for you myself.  He is well trained and has been doing this for almost as long as I have.  He won’t hurt you, but he will be quick to punish you if that is what is needed.  If I am not present, you must obey him in my place.  Do you understand?” 

“Yes, Miss Rachel.”  

“Good girl,” she said, “do you have any questions?”

Before Bella could answer, Kevin was at Miss Rachel’s side with a big platter in his hand.  He put it down on a little serving table that he’d been carrying in his other hand and asked Miss Rachel if she had finished with the coffee. 

“Yes, thank you Kevin.” 

He kissed her cheek, put all the coffee paraphernalia back on the little silver tray and whisked it back into the kitchen.  He was back in seconds and was setting the little outdoor table with place mats, plates, glasses, cutlery, and napkins.  He then put a big plate of tiny triangular sandwiches on the table followed by a bowl of fresh fruit salad.  He poured them both a tall glass of ice cold lemonade and then left the pitcher on the table. 

“Is there anything else I can get for you, Miss Rachel,” he asked in a way that told Bella he was eager to please her. 

“No thank you, Kevin.  Please go eat your lunch with the others.” 

“Yes, Miss Rachel,” he said with a smile and disappeared back into the kitchen.

While Miss Rachel and Bella ate their lunch, Miss Rachel wanted to know all about Bella’s relationship with her Master.  She said that he had told her a lot about Bella, but that she wanted to hear her version of it.  Bella smiled as she thought about her handsome Master.  She hadn’t known that he had had access to so many submissives before her.  Bella explained to her that she had met her Master while studying in France a year ago and Miss Rachel nodded. 

“I had pretty much given up on ever finding the right Master, because I had become so skilled at finding the wrong one.  I came here to study, but figured I might as well find out what the community was like here.  One of my goals had been to learn about the culture and what better way to do that than to dive right into it.” 

This made Miss Rachel laugh, but she didn’t interrupt. 

“I found out very quickly that I loved playing with Master.  He was unlike anyone I had ever played with before and he was able to bring things out in me that no one else ever could.  I was very slow to open up to him, because I had been very used to being used and hurt, but little by little, Master chipped away at my protective shell and I began to open up to him.”

“As we got to know each other, we found that we shared many of the same interests.  When I wasn’t at school and he wasn’t busy with work, he took me to see things that he knew would interest me and that I had never had the opportunity to see before.  I was fascinated with the things he showed me, which in turn made me want to learn more.  Sometimes he would hold my hand as we explored and other times he would let me go discover things on my own while he watched me.  It was all so magical to me because I had never experienced anything like it before.” 

Miss Rachel nodded and Bella looked off into the distance as she remembered their time together. 

“He was always so attentive and made me feel like a princess, but he also made sure that I knew he was in charge.  He liked me to wear skirts or dresses so that I was accessible and he never missed a chance to take me when he could.  I was devastated when the time came for me to go back home and it was so difficult to be so far from him, but he came to get me and now I’m here,” she said with a big smile.

“Thank you for opening up to me,” Miss Rachel said. 

While they finished their lunch, Miss Rachel asked if she’d like to put on a special dinner for her Master. 

“Oh yes, Miss Rachel, I’d love that so much.  What do you have in mind,” she asked excitedly. 

Miss Rachel laughed and her eyes sparkled just like Gabriel’s do when he’s ready to.  She called Kevin over and had him join the discussion.  Together, they came up with some great ideas and then Miss Rachel phoned Gabriel at work to ask him if he could spend some time at her place after work.  She was excited when she hung up and told Bella that her Master had agreed to stay for a bit.  Bella was almost jumping out of her seat with enthusiasm.  Miss Rachel told Bella that they had enough time for Kevin to show her around the house before they had to get ready for her Master.  Bella was eager to see the house, but was so thrilled at the thought of a special evening for her Master that it was hard for her to concentrate.

Chapter Four

“My Master!” screamed Bella, jumping up from the couch and throwing her arms around his neck. 

She hugged him so tightly that he coughed a little and she relaxed her grip on him. 

“Oh, my Master, I’ve missed you terribly, but I thought you weren’t coming home until late tonight?” 

“Change of plans, my slut,” he said smiling down at her.  “I can’t have my little slut at home feeling sad.” 

“I’m sorry, my Master,” she said looking down at the floor.  “I didn’t want you to come home from work for me.” 

 He chuckled and replied, “I’m not coming home, my whore, I’m just here to pick you up.  I have a meeting with a couple of guys from the office this afternoon and I’m going to bring you with me.” 

Bella looked up at her Master in shock.  “But, what will I do at your office Master?” she asked unsteadily. 

“You will serve me, my slut.  We’ve discussed BDSM before, because they had questions and were interested.  They are also aware that I have a submissive, so they will understand.”

Bella turned bright red and just stared at him. 

“Put your shoes on, my love,” he said, walking to the closet.  He helped her to put on a pair of black heels and handed her an overcoat. 

 “My Master?” she asked questioningly, holding up her cuffed wrists. 

“Let’s go,” he said, putting an arm around her and leading me out the door.

Bella sat nervously beside him in the car as he drove back to his office. 

“What were you looking for online, my slut?” he asked as he drove. 

“I was looking for something special to make you for dinner, my Master.”

He smiled at her for a moment before returning his eyes to the road.  “What did you have in mind, my sweet?” 

She bit her lip anxiously and said, “I don’t know, my Master.  I just wanted something special.  You told me to have dinner ready for 8pm, so I figured I had enough time to come up with something interesting.” 

He glanced back in her direction and nodded.  “You’re a good girl, but you won’t have to worry about that now.” 

 Bella slid her hand over his and then squeezed it apprehensively as they pulled into the parking lot. 

“Relax, little one,” he said soothingly, getting out of the car and going around to open the door for her. 

She got out and he pulled her into his arms, holding her tight and kissing her softly.  “You’ll do fine, little pig.  Just stay quiet and do as you’re told.”

“Yes, my Master.”

After pulling the overcoat tightly around her, Bella took her Master’s arm as he walked her into his office.  She was so worried that someone would notice the cuffs, the collar, or the fact that she was naked under the coat that she couldn’t think about anything else.  People smiled at her as Gabriel led her to a conference room and Bella smiled back timidly.  She had never been to his office before, nor had she ever met anyone he worked with.  She used to stop by and meet her Master for lunch when she had lived in France before, but she had never even gone to his office to pick him up.  They had always met somewhere else.

Once in the conference room, Gabriel closed the door behind them and offered her a chair. 

“Sit,” he ordered and she sat down, readjusting the coat around her. 

He took the seat beside her and opened his laptop.  “Just sit here and be quiet,” he commanded.  “You may speak if you’re spoken to, but otherwise let us work.” 

Bella nodded and watched as a presentation lit up the screen of his laptop.  She had never really understood what it was that her Master did for work, so it was exciting to finally see him in action; she just hoped she would understand what they were discussing.

A few minutes later, two men in suits walked in and greeted Gabriel with some playful banter.  Bella watched the exchange with pride, because, although they were being playful and making jokes, they were very respectful of Master.  He introduced her to them as his submissive and they both stared at Bella in disbelief. 

Gabriel chuckled and said, “I told you I had a submissive, but I suppose neither of you believed me.” 

It took a few seconds for what he was saying to register and then one of them held out his hand to welcome her.  Gabriel reached out to stop Bella from taking his hand. 

“No,” he said, shaking his head.  “Please do not speak to her.  She is here to serve me and, depending on whether or not I like your work, she might serve you as well.”  The men looked even more shocked than before and Bella felt the heat rise to her cheeks.

The three of them began working as she sat at the table timorously.  She listened intently, but it was hard to follow what they were saying.  It wasn’t that Bella didn’t understand French; it was that what they were talking about was way too specialized and complicated for her to grasp. 

Gabriel looked over at her and commanded under his breath, “Take off your coat and put it on the back of one of the other chairs.” 

Bella was mortified at his request and sat there frozen in fear.  The men hadn’t heard him and continued to discuss whatever it was that she hadn’t understood.  Her Master was up in a flash and, before she even knew what was happening, he was forcing her to her knees.

The men stopped talking and watched as Gabriel tore the coat from her and let it fall onto one of the free chairs around the conference table.  Trembling and red with embarrassment, Bella tried to cover her exposed body with her hands, but her Master was faster and pulled her hands behind her back.

With his free hand, Gabriel swept the stray hair out of her face, and looked down at her tenderly, “You are so beautiful dressed like this,” he whispered into her ear.  “Your body is mine, remember?  I want to show my beautiful possession to my friends here.  In the corner of the room over there, you will see a serving tray and coffee.  Please go get what you need and come serve us some coffee.  Do you understand?”

“Yes, my Master.”

Gabriel released her hands and she headed to the corner to get the coffee ready.  Although her back was turned to them, she knew that all three of them were watching her and, although she was self-conscious about her nudity, she wanted to make her Master proud and his friends envious.  As gracefully as she could, Bella poured three coffees and set them on the tray with a bowl of sugar and some little cups of cream.

When she turned back around, her Master was smiling proudly at her and his colleagues were watching as well.  Walking to her Master first, Bella placed a cup of hot coffee in front of him, gently laid a spoon on his saucer, and placed two sugars in his coffee.  She leaned over and kissed him on the cheek before serving the next man.  As she did for her Master, Bella placed the coffee and the spoon in front of him, and then asked if he would like any sugar or cream.  When he shook his head no, she moved on to the third man.  After serving his coffee and adding some sugar to it, Bella replaced the tray where she had found it and went back to kneel beside her Master.

Gabriel stroked her hair with his free hand as he sipped his coffee.  The other two men hadn’t moved and were still staring at her.  With a smile, he looked down at her and said, “I think they are a little tense.  They haven’t even touched their coffee.  Why don’t you go give them a little shoulder massage?  Just their shoulders, but do it as if you were massaging me.”

As Bella stood, Gabriel grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her into his lap.  “Make me proud,” he said as he nibbled on her ear.  Bella giggled and he slapped her ass lightly as he sent her off to take care of the man on his right.

Pressing her naked breasts up against his back, Bella began to massage his shoulders.  “You’re so stiff,” she moaned into his ear and the man stiffened even more.

Gabriel’s eyes sparkled with laughter.  “Relax, she wants to know how to please men, and I am training her.  She will be rewarded if she does a good job, and punished if she does not.  There is no reason to feel nervous or guilty.  Do you understand?”  Then two men said they understood and the conversation turned back to work. 

After about ten minutes of a very sensual shoulder massage, Bella purred, “Thank you,” in the man’s ear and made her way to the other side of the table.  The second man was just as tense as the first when she started to massage him, but he quickly relaxed as she rubbed her naked body against him and expertly kneaded his shoulders.  When she was finished, Bella returned to kneel at her Master’s side.

“Under the table,” he growled and she quickly complied. 

She could no longer see the men’s faces, but she was clearly able to see her Master unzip his trousers and free his hardening cock.  He motioned with his hand for her to come and she heard him tell the men to keep working.  They were probably in a bit of shock, because it took them a few seconds before one of them coughed and they went back to work.

Resting her hands on her Master’s thighs, Bella began to lick his cock.  She tried to control her hunger by slowly licking him from base to tip and could feel him hardening under her tongue.  She kissed, licked, and worshipped his delicious member.  Grabbing a fist full of her hair Gabriel forced himself deep into her throat.  It was too much for her and she began devouring him.  She was pretty sure the men could hear her moaning and sucking, but they kept working as if nothing was out of the ordinary.  Bella began to get concerned that the men would be able to smell her excitement, but no one mentioned anything.  Her Master put both of his hands in her hair, forcing himself viciously down her throat as he tensed.  Bella felt the vibrations of his low moan travel through his body as he emptied the contents of his balls down her throat.  Dutifully, she sucked every drop from him, swallowing ravenously.  He pushed her head away and zipped himself back up.  A quick look around from under the table confirmed that both the other men were very hard, but she didn’t dare do anything about it.

Gabriel pulled her up from under the table and lifted her onto it, laying her down on her back. 

“Spread your legs and raise your arms above your head,” he commanded. 

The men had become silent again, watching in wonder as Bella did what her Master told her to do.  She heard the sound of his crop as it sliced the air near her head and she gasped in surprise. 

“You may touch her, tease her, or even torture her,” Gabriel told the men, “but that is all.  She is MY slut,” he explained. 

The men didn’t respond so Gabriel returned to his discussion, but this time he used his crop to point at some of the items displayed on the screen.  Bella was terrified and decided to concentrate on her breathing in an effort to stay calm.

Suddenly, the crop whisked through the air right before it came crashing down on one of her nipples, forcing a painful scream from her lips. 

“Quiet,” her Master hissed and the crop came slamming down on her other nipple. 

Bella squeezed her eyes shut and clenched her teeth in an effort to stay quiet.  She didn’t want the men to know how much pain she was in.  Gabriel continued tapping and slapping her with the crop as he spoke to the men.  Once her breasts were nicely marked, he made his way down her belly and to her inner thighs.  She screamed out again and closed her legs instinctively. 

“Hold her legs open,” Gabriel barked at the men. 

They each grabbed one of her legs and forced them apart.  Gabriel used his tie to blindfold her and clipped the cuffs on her wrists together.  She whimpered, which resulted in a hard slap across the face before he continued cropping her sensitive skin.  He urged his colleagues to touch and fondle her as he continued working, beating her every now and then with his crop.

Then men got brave and Bella felt their hands on her body.  They still held her legs apart, but she felt hands on her breasts, kneading and pinching them roughly.  The men continued to work as they teased and tortured her body and Bella began to squirm and moan.  Her Master shoved his fingers into her mouth forcefully and told her to show his friends how she could suck.  Bella tried her best to suck on his fingers, but he was harsh as he filled her mouth with four large fingers, pushing them roughly into her hot mouth.  The men commented on her body and the way she was trying to suck her Master’s fingers.  He told them they could use her mouth, but only her mouth as she belonged to him.  Bella tensed with fear and sucked hard on her Master’s fingers, trying to keep them in her mouth, but he must have known what she was trying to do, so he removed his hand abruptly and slapped her sharply across the face.

“Take her,” he said, and she heard him step away. 

Bella couldn’t see who was doing what to her because of the tie covering her eyes, but she felt the head of a cock poking tentatively at her lips. 

“Don’t be gentle with her,” Gabriel said, grabbing a handful of her hair and pulling her head back for easier access. 

Bella’s mouth opened as she tried to scream out in pain, but her protests were muffled by the cock that was stuffed down her throat.  She chocked and sputtered at the surprise invasion, but was able to match his rhythm.  Her Master tightened his grip in her hair and she heard his growl very close to her ear. 

“You will suck them as if they were me, my cunt.”

Whimpering in response, Bella tried harder to do a better job.  Her Master’s hand was still tangled in her hair, forcing her head back and her mouth open, so she imagined that it was him who began to rub her clit with his other hand.  She moaned and arched her back, thrusting herself up to meet his fingers as she sucked the cock in her mouth.

The man forced himself into her mouth a few more times as her Master worked furiously on her clit.  She was so close to coming that when the cock was pulled roughly from her lips, she whimpered in disappointment. 

“Keep your mouth open and cum for me, my slut,” Her Master commanded. 

Bella opened her mouth wide and felt the orgasm start to overtake her.  Streams of warm semen covered her face and mouth as she cried out in pleasure.  The orgasm hadn’t even stopped washing over her body when another dick was thrust roughly into her open mouth.  The cock pumped feverishly into her as the orgasm continued to wrack her body and it seemed like no time had passed before the second man tore his cock from her lips and spent his load all over her face.

Her Master ran his hand through her hair and told her she was a good girl.  Bella tried hard not to move as he removed the blindfold from her eyes and unclasped the cuffs.  She saw the men leave and was left alone in the conference room with her Master.  He helped her off the table, holding her steady with his arm. 

“I’m proud of you, my slut,” he told her as she tried to catch her breath and keep her balance.  “You motivated them to work well and now we’re finished early.”  He wrapped the coat back around her naked body and fastened it tightly around her waist.  “Let’s go somewhere for dinner, my little one.”  

“My Master,” she cried out in alarm.  “I can’t go anywhere like this!” 

“You can and you will.  Clear?” he demanded. 

“Yes, my Master,” Bella replied in a shaky voice.

She was bright red as they left the office building and headed to the car.  Even though she hadn’t looked in a mirror, she knew her face and hair were covered in cum.  People stared at her as Gabriel led her from the building.  She was too mortified to even look up at his face and kept her eyes trained on the ground instead.  Gabriel put her into the passenger seat of his car and laughed as he took his seat behind the wheel. 

“Everyone was looking at you, my love,” he commented as he started the vehicle. 

Bella was too traumatized to answer.  He opened the glove compartment in front of her and pulled out a pair of her panties.  She had no idea when he had managed to put them there, but she didn’t have any time to consider it. 

He handed them to her as he pulled out of the parking lot, “Put these on, my slut.  I don’t want you leaving a wet spot on the chair at the restaurant.” 

 Bella took the panties from him with shaking hands, but didn’t say a word.  She managed to get them on just as they arrived in the restaurant parking lot.

Gabriel helped her out of the car and told her that she could go into the bathroom to wash her face and freshen up before meeting him at the table.  Bella nodded timidly and raced into the bathroom with her head down in the hopes that no one at the restaurant would see what was all over her face.  When she got to the table, Gabriel got up and pulled a chair out for her. 

“Thank you, my Master,” she said quietly, taking her seat. 

Gabriel sat back down across from her and looked at her pensively.  “I’ve changed my mind,” he said with a wicked smile.  “You shouldn’t be allowed to wear panties.  Take them off and place them on the table.” 

Bella stared at him with her mouth open, but he snapped, “Now!” 

Trying as discretely as she could, Bella removed her panties and placed them on the table in front of her.  It seemed to be a sign and the waiter appeared at their side with two glasses of wine. 

“Drink,” her Master commanded. 

The waiter didn’t move and Gabriel looked up at him.  “Yes?” he asked the waiter as Bella sipped at her wine. 

He seemed to stumble around for words and finally got out, “Do you need anything else, sir?” 

“That will be all for now.”

Another man showed up a few minutes later and asked if he could take Bella’s coat.  She wrapped an arm around herself protectively and Gabriel answered no for her.  The man left and Gabriel looked at Bella, his eyes full of laughter. 

“I think you are drawing a crowd, my slut.” 

Bella looked down at the panties lying between them on the table and continued to sip her wine without a word.  She could tell that her Master was amused, but she didn’t comment. 

“I ordered for us while you were still in the bathroom,”  her Master explained.  “I thought you might like to spend the least amount of time here as possible.” 

She looked up at her Master and smiled at him thankfully.  Just then, the chef arrived at their table and she stared up at him in surprise.  He looked from Bella to Gabriel and introduced himself.  He explained that he just wanted to make sure that we wanted our meat cooked medium rare.  Gabriel looked even more amused and thanked him for his concern.  Bella watched as he nodded and walked away.

She wasn’t thirsty at all, but she gulped down the rest of her wine, hoping for some form of comfort from the liquid.  Gabriel raised his hand to call over one of the waiters and, to Bella’s horror, two showed up immediately. 

“Please bring her another glass,” he asked and they hurried off at his request.  

It may have been the wine, or the fact that she was incredibly nervous, but Bella was sure that the two waiters who reappeared at their table had not been the same ones they had seen earlier.  One of them placed another glass of wine in front of her while the second one served them their food.  After asking if they needed anything else, the men hurried off out of sight.

Bella stared at her Master who looked back at her, trying hard not to laugh. 

“This is horrible,  my Master.”

He smiled devilishly at her and they began their meal.  While they ate, her Master asked her about what she had done at home in the morning and if she had enjoyed the afternoon.  Bella tried to finish her meal as quickly as possible while still answering his questions.  She told him about the cleaning she had done and said that yes, she had very much enjoyed the afternoon at his office.  She managed to finish her meal before her Master, who was purposefully taking his time.  When he was finished, he asked her if she wanted any dessert and she answered no so quickly that he finally burst out laughing.

“Come on, my pig,” he said as he got up from the table.  “Let’s go home.” 

Gabriel paid the bill and they left the restaurant.  Bella held his hand tightly on the way home and was relieved when they finally made it back into the house.  She hung her coat in the closet, kicked off her shoes, and let out a sigh of relief. 

“Better?” her Master asked. 

“Yes, my Master,” she replied. 

They watched TV in bed for a little while and Bella snuggled close to her Master.  She needed him so much that she held him as if her life depended on it.  When the show they were watching had finished, her Master clipped her cuffs back to the chain at the top of the bed, kissed her forehead, and cuddled up close to her.  She felt safe and happy lying there with her Master and was able to drift easily off to sleep.

Chapter three

Gabriel’s car was at the airport when they got out.  Bella had no idea how he’d arranged this, but she knew her Master was amazing, so she didn’t ask.  He put their bags in the trunk, made sure she was seated comfortably beside him, and started to drive them home.  She was tired, but the excitement of finally being home with her Master kept her wide awake.  She was anxious to finally be back where she could be with her Master forever and was absolutely thrilled that he had come all the way to get her to bring her home with him.  In fact, she was so happy that her cheeks were beginning to hurt from smiling so much and she could tell that her Master was getting a little tired of her looking at him all the time with a stupid grin on her face.  She couldn’t help it though, she had never been so happy before.  This was just the beginning of an exciting new life where she could fully serve her Master and be truly his.

The drive home didn’t take as long as she had thought it would, but it also could have been that she was so happy that time just flew by.  Gabriel parked his car and, before Bella could open her door, he told her to wait.  She was waiting a little impatiently for him and was surprised when he opened the door for her.  Bella knew from his smile that he could see the surprise on her face, but he just stood there holding the door open for her and waited for her to step out.  She smiled back at him and he pulled her into his arms before she could get a word out. 

“You are my pig, my slut, my whore,” he said, looking into her eyes, “but never forget, you are also my princess and, when it’s appropriate, I will treat you as one.” 

Bella melted in his arms and he kissed her passionately.

With her Master’s help, Bella got all of her bags inside.  She looked around, a bit out of breath, and felt a feeling of both calm and excitement wash over her at the same time.  She was finally home.  She turned when she heard her Master lock the door behind her and, as her eyes caught his, she broke out into a big smile and threw her arms around his neck. 

“Oh, my Master,” she cried.  “I’m so happy!” 

Reaching up on her tip toes, she tried to kiss him.  She wanted him to know just how happy she was to finally be home and with him forever, but he didn’t move to take her into his arms or to return her kiss. 

He just stared into her eyes and very calmly and quietly said, “Strip.” 

Bella wasn’t sure if she had heard him correctly.  She let her arms drop from around his neck and fall to her sides.  She watched his face for any signs of emotion, but he just stood there, unmoving and staring at her. 

“Strip,” he commanded again, and this time there was no doubt in her mind as to what he had said.

She took a step back, moving away from him and letting her dress fall to the floor.  Realization hit and she started to tremble.  Yes, she was home now, but home also meant that she was his.  There was no backing out now.  She belonged to him, no matter where they were, no matter what they were doing, and no matter who was around.  She was his to use as he pleased.  He could be gentle, he could be rough, or he could even be downright brutal, but it didn’t matter anymore, because she belonged to him.  There would be times when she would be his princess, but she would also be his pig, his whore, and his slut.  Her only job was to make him happy, no matter what.  She looked down at the floor as all of these thoughts flooded her mind.  She belonged to him.  He was her Master and she was his submissive.

Bella knew he was still standing there; she could feel his presence, even if she couldn’t see him.  She kept her eyes cast down and tried with everything she had to breathe and to stay calm. 

“Kneel,” he said simply. 

“Yes, my Master,” she whispered as she knelt down before him as gracefully as her exhausted body would allow. 

The carpet was soft, but didn’t do anything to help her tired and aching body, however, the smell of his cologne helped to relax her.  She heard him working with something and it sounded a bit like his belt, but before she had the chance to figure out what he was doing, she saw him take a knee in front of her.  Bella didn’t dare look up at him, but her view of the floor was enough to see that he had lowered himself to one knee.

He took her hands into his and quietly commanded her to look at him.  She looked up at his handsome face and knew he could feel her trembling. 

“You are mine,” he said, looking into her eyes. 

“Yes, my Master.”

“Good girl,” he said sweetly.  “When you are at home, you will wear these,” he said, holding up two pairs of cuffs and a collar. 

All of them were lined with soft fur, fastened like a belt, and were equipped with a D ring. 

Bella looked back up at him and he continued, “Whether I am home or not, if you are here, you will wear these.  You will always know that you are owned.  You will feel their weight, you will smell their leather, and you will be constantly reminded that you are mine.  You will wear all of them, but they are all that you will wear.  Is that clear, my submissive?” 

Bella felt like she couldn’t breathe and had to swallow the lump in her throat before she could whisper, “yes, my Master.” 

“Good,” he replied and fastened them on her one by one. 

He started with the wrist cuffs, then the ankle cuffs, and saved the collar for last.  Moving the hair form her neck, he fastened the collar around it.

The full weight of what she had agreed to came down on her like a bucket full of cold water.  She was trembling hard, but she also had a sense of calm and security that she had never felt before.  Bella knew that her life was about to begin, and that it would be everything she had ever dreamed of.  Knowing his submissive well, Gabriel knew what she was feeling, and enfolded her in his arms when she began to cry.  Bella didn’t know why she was crying, but she couldn’t stop.  She was so full of emotion and it seemed like it was the only way to let it out.  Her Master held her tightly against his chest and smoothed her hair. 

“Shhhhhh,” he said in a calm and soothing voice.  “Nothing can hurt you now.  You are mine.” 

Bella nodded as she cried into his shoulder and began to calm down.

“It’s been a long day,” her Master said.  “Let’s go to bed and we can deal with your things tomorrow.”

“Yes my Master,” she managed to say and wiped the tears from her face. 

Gabriel helped her to her feet and, with his strong arm around her for balance, helped her to the bedroom and into his enormous bed.  Once he had covered her, he lifted her wrists above her head and attached them to a chain hanging from a hook on the headboard.  Bella tugged a little out of curiosity and found that the chain would hold her tight.  It allowed her enough slack to be able to get comfortable in bed, but she was attached and wasn’t going anywhere.  Her Master took her into his arms again and cuddled up close to her. 

“It’s not locked,” he explained, “so you can get out if you have to go to the bathroom or in the case of an emergency, but you will sleep like this every night: attached and owned”. 

“Yes, my Master,” she whispered. 

“Go to sleep now,” he commanded.  “Your new life will begin tomorrow.”

Bella fell asleep before she even had the time to consider her situation.  It was the best night of sleep she had ever had.  She was chained to the bed with her wrists and ankles encircled in cuffs and a collar around her neck, but she was safe in her Master’s loving arms and she knew that all of her dreams had come true.  She was with the man of her dreams and the only thing she had to worry about now was making him happy.  She knew she was the luckiest girl on earth and that, as long as she was with her Master, she would be happy.  Bella had everything she had ever wanted.

When Bella opened her eyes in the morning, her Master was gone.  A moment of panic struck her and she called out for him.  Gabriel was by her side quickly and with a smile on his face. 

“Good morning, my submissive,” he said cheerfully.  “Did you sleep well?”   

“Oh yes, my Master,” she said happily, the big smile returning to her face. 

“Good,” he said and unfastened her wrists.  He gathered her into his arms and held her tightly. 

His smell filled her nostrils and all of her senses were on fire. 

He chuckled and teased, “You’re always ready, aren’t you, pig?” 

“Yes, my Master,” she answered, blushing fiercely.  

“Mmmmmmm,” he moaned.  “Go to the bathroom and then come out to the kitchen, my slut.” 

“Yes, my Master,” she said, a little embarrassed that he could tell how excited she was, and then headed to the bathroom.

Bella saw what her Master had done as soon as she set foot in the kitchen. 

“My Master,” she exclaimed, looking at the breakfast he had laid out on the table. 

He looked up at her from his chair and smiled, “Come sit, my submissive.” 

“But, my Master,” she protested, feeling a little saddened.  “I am supposed to serve you.  I NEED to serve you.” 

Gabriel just smiled at her and motioned to her chair.  She took her seat by his side, but stared at him questioningly. 

He put his hand over hers and said, “It’s okay.  It was a very long trip and I knew you needed to sleep.  It’s also my job to take care of you.” 

She watched his face and could tell that he meant it. 

“Yes, my Master,” she agreed, “but please allow me to serve you.  You know it’s what makes me happy.  I love to see you smile and watch the way your eyes brighten.  I am so happy when I know I have made you happy.” 

“I know, my pig,” he answered, “but there are also times when I need to take care of you, and this is one of them.”

Bella nodded and looked around the table.  Her Master hadn’t forgotten anything.  He had her coffee ready with hot chocolate to put in it, and had the butter ready for her toast.  She was so overwhelmed that she could feel the tears begin to prick her eyes again.

Gabriel squeezed her hand and looked her over. 

“You needed your rest and now you need your energy.  Eat, my slut.   This is only the beginning.” 

Bella nodded again and took a sip of her coffee.  She knew that it wasn’t any different than the coffee she drank every morning, but it was the best coffee she had ever tasted.  She was so happy that she thought she might burst and she watched her Master as she drank. 

He smiled at her gently, but his command was stern, “Eat, my slut.” 

“Yes, my Master,” she repeated, and started on her toast. 

As she ate and sipped her coffee, Gabriel began listing the things he wanted her to do while he was at work.

“Once I am gone, I want you to keep busy, my pig.  Although I will not be here, I want you to do your makeup every morning.  You never know when I might drop by to use my slut to relieve myself.” 

He smiled at her wickedly then and looked her over with hungry eyes.  Bella felt herself blushing, but didn’t interrupt him. 

“I want you to make the bed and tidy up the house.  Be sure that you stop and eat lunch.  It’s important that you don’t get carried away with what you’re doing and forget to eat.  You will need all the strength you can get.  I will be home late tonight, so I want the table set and dinner ready by the time I get home, which will be around 8 pm.  Unless you need to take a shower, you will not remove the cuffs and collar.  No exceptions, clear my slut?” 

“Yes, my Master.” 

“I would also like it if you kept the TV or radio on while you work.  We speak English most of the time and I want you to keep up on your French.  Do you have any questions, my love?” 

“No Master,” she said and finished her coffee. 

“Good girl,” he replied with a smile.  He got up from the table and offered her his hand, “Come, my pig, let’s shower.” 

“Yes, my Master,” she answered, taking his hand and smiling up at him. 

Gabriel turned the shower on and helped her into the tub.  As he washed her, he groped and pinched her playfully and she giggled and moaned in response.  When he was finished, he allowed her to wash him.   She took her time soaping up his body, enjoying the feel of him under her soapy fingers.  She took a little too long and her Master told her to hurry up, but being able to finally touch him again after several months apart was so wonderful that she didn’t want to do it quickly.   When she had finished rinsing him off, he threw her up against the wall, holding her there under his strong grip. 

 Bella could feel his hard body pressed up against her back and he growled into her ear, “You’re mine, slut.” 

“Yes, my Master,” she replied breathlessly.

The head of his hard cock pressed up against her ass, “This is mine too, clear slut?”  

“Yes, my Master,” she moaned, arching her back and pressing up against him. 

He pushed himself inside her roughly and she could barely hear his low growl as she cried out. 

“Mine,” he said again, and took what he wanted. 

He had her by the wrists, pushed up against the wall.  She couldn’t move to match his thrust, she could only take it. 

“Oh, my Master,” she cried out, but he didn’t answer her. 

He thrust hard into her a final time and groaned as he filled her.  He released her after a few seconds and got out of the shower. 

“Finish cleaning yourself,” was all he said before he left the room.

Bella’s arms fell limply to her sides and she couldn’t understand what she had done wrong.  Why had he just left her there like that?  Had she upset him?  She finished cleaning herself, shut off the water, and grabbed a towel off the rack to dry herself off.  She couldn’t stop trying to figure out what she had done wrong.  She wrapped a towel around her wet hair and rubbed some moisturizer all over her skin before putting the cuffs and collar back on.  When she stepped out of the bathroom, Gabriel was already dressed for work and standing by the door waiting for her.  He looked amazing, as always, and the smell of his cologne made her dizzy with excitement all over again.

He lifted her face up by the chin, forcing her to look up into his beautiful blue eyes. 

“What is it, my submissive?” he asked. 

“Did I do something to upset you, my Master?”

He looked at her curiously, “Why do you ask that, my slut?” 

 “Because you just left me there, my Master.”

He smiled at her and kissed her on the forehead.  “You are my slut, my whore, my pig.  Sometimes it will be sweet and sometimes I will take what I want.  Do you understand?” he asked, looking into her eyes. 

“Yes, my Master,” she answered, her voice barely a whisper. 

He pulled her into his arms then and kissed her passionately, “I have to go to work.  Don’t forget all the things you have to do today.” 

Bella let go of him reluctantly and watched him as he left, closing the door behind him.

She went back into the bathroom and looked at her reflection in the mirror.  She looked sad; she was sad.  They had just returned home and her Master already had to go back to work.  She started putting her make-up on like her Master had commanded, but she couldn’t shake the sadness.  She wanted to be with him.  Doing the things he had asked her to do made her happy, because she knew she would be pleasing him, but it didn’t help the loneliness.  Bella missed him terribly.

With her make-up done, Bella went into the living room, turned on the TV like her Master had suggested, and then got started on the dishes and cleaning up the kitchen.  She didn’t just clean up their breakfast dishes, she washed everything down: the counters, the cupboards, the appliances.  She wanted everything to be perfect when her Master returned from work.  She went into their bedroom next, made the bed, tidied the room, and dusted everything. 

Once finished the basics, Bella wandered through the house to see what needed to be done.  It appeared that her Master had either taken care of the cleaning himself, or had someone else see to it.  Although he had been away for nearly a month, nothing seemed to be out of place and there didn’t appear to be much dust anywhere.  Bella decided to clean all the windows, mirrors, and picture frames.

Feeling quite hot and needing a break, Bella stopped to make herself a quick sandwich for lunch.  As she munched away, she watched the news, in French, like her Master had suggested.  She had been able to follow along, but felt that she had still missed some important points relating to the stories that had been covered.  This frustrated her, but she knew she would improve with practice.  As always, her Master had been right.  Having the T.V. or the radio on in the background would help her to train her ear to the language of her new country.

The phone rang then and she hurried back into the living room to answer it.  The sexy voice on the other end made her knees weak. 

“Hello, my slut.  How are you doing?” 

Looking around her at the clean house she answered, “I’m fine, my Master.  How is work?” 

“Work is work, my pig.  I wanted to check on you.  You sound sad,” he commented. 

“I’m sorry, Master.  I don’t mean to be sad.  I’ve been doing what you asked of me.” 

“Then why are you sad?” 

Bella looked around again, as if the answer she was searching for was hidden in the house somewhere. 

“My love?”

“Yes, my Master, I’m sorry Master.  It’s just....I miss you, my Master.” 

She tried hard to keep her voice steady, but she could feel the tears threatening to fall. 

Gabriel was quiet for a second, but when he answered, his voice was calm and soothing, “I know, my slut.  I miss you too.  You are here with me now though, and everything will be okay.” 

“Yes, I know Master, but I still miss you.”

“Keep yourself busy, call me if you need anything, and I will see you tonight.” 

“Yes, my Master,” she replied, and he hung up.

Bella put down the phone and sat on the couch.  How was it possible that she missed him so much already?  She had gone nearly six months without him by her side.  There were daily chats on Skype, emails sent back and forth, and even the occasional phone call, but they had still been on different sides of the world.  She was so happy to be back with her Master, but just the thought of him being at work made her sad.  She wanted to be with him all the time.  He made her so happy and she knew that she was always safe and cared for when she was with him.  She needed something to keep her mind off of it.  She had already done everything her Master had told her to do and the only thing she had left was to have dinner on the table. 

Dinner, she thought, that was it!  She could make something wonderful for her Master for dinner.  Plucking her laptop from the coffee table, she began searching for dinner ideas.  She wasn’t the greatest cook, but she knew how to follow a recipe.

Bella was so engrossed in her search that she hadn’t heard the door open.  When she looked up, her Master was staring down at her, looking handsome and powerful in his suit. 

Chapter two

Gabriel held Bella’s hand the rest of the way and only let go to pull their tickets out of his jacket pocket and show them to the flight attendant.  She smiled at him and showed them to their seats. 

“But, my Master,” Bella protested when the flight attendant motioned to the two very private and very large seats. 

“Shhhhhhh,” he whispered, lovingly tipping her head up towards his and kissing her softly. 

She looked into his eyes, trying to figure out if she should say anything else.  Gabriel knew well that Bella felt uncomfortable being spoiled.  He pulled her closer to him and nibbled on her neck. 

“Please sit down, slut,” he whispered in her ear and motioned to the seat in front of them, “and not a word about this,” he ordered quietly as he smiled mischievously at her.  “I have a surprise for you.” 

Bella nodded her understanding and smoothed her dress under her legs as she sat down.  Gabriel kissed her on the forehead before taking his own seat beside her.  The flight attendant returned to her spot by the door to welcome the other travelers.

Bella was sure that her Master could tell that she was nervous because he put his arm around her and held her tightly.  “You’re mine, my slut,” he said quietly.  “You belong to me.  You are my pig, my slut, and my submissive.  Is that clear?” 

“Yes, my Master,” she replied, still looking around nervously. 

He squeezed her tightly one more time before getting comfortable in his seat.  Bella tried to relax, but the plug in her ass was making her so horny and she knew that the collar around her neck was very visible and very out of place in business class.  It could have been her nervous imagination, but she was sure that every person who boarded the plane noticed her collar.  Gabriel was busy checking messages and email, so Bella tried to breathe deeply and calm herself down.

After the doors had been closed, pre-flight checks done, and safety speeches made, the same flight attendant who had shown them to their seats came around with some drinks.  Bella requested a coke, but Gabriel said she would have a glass of champagne.    She started to protest, but Gabriel stopped her by putting a finger on her lips.  His touch caused her body to tingle all over and she could feel the heat rising in her cheeks.  The flight attendant poured her a glass of champagne and gave Gabriel a glass of scotch.  They thanked her and she continued on to the next passengers.  Gabriel suggested that they watch a movie and Bella agreed happily, thinking it would help take her mind off the causes of her nervousness.  She watched him as he looked through the new releases offered, selected one on his screen, and then found the same one on hers.  They put on their headsets and Gabriel started the movies.  Bella slipped her hand into her Master’s and rested her head on his shoulder as the film began.  Just being so close to him helped her to relax.

Once the movie was over, Gabriel asked her if she had her make-up with her. 

“Yes,” she replied.  “It’s up in the overhead bin.” 

“Good,” he replied.  “Please take it out and freshen up your makeup.” 

“Yes my Master,” she said, tucking her headset into the pocket in front of her and standing up in the isle. 

As she reached up to pull her bag from the overhead bin, she felt her Master’s hand on her thigh.  She stopped what she was doing for a moment to enjoy his touch and felt his hand moving up to her ass ,and then up higher, taking the hem of her dress with it.  Bella gasped and looked at her Master, ready to protest, but the look in his clear blue eyes told her to stay quiet.  She quickly pulled the bag down from the compartment and hugged it against her chest.  When she looked back down at her Master, who still had her bare ass exposed, she saw that he was no longer looking at her, but at someone behind her.  He let her dress fall back down and motioned for her to sit.  Shaking and still clutching the bag to her chest, Bella sat back down beside him. 

“Fix your make-up, my whore,” he directed, “and make it slutty.” 

“Yes my Master,” she squeaked, and opened her bag to take out her make-up.

“Mmmmmmmm, good pig,” he sighed when she had finished.  “Let’s watch another movie.”  

It sounded like a suggestion, but knowing her Master, it was an order.  He set up another movie for them to watch and she slipped her hand back into his and snuggled up close to him.  She must have fallen asleep cuddled up close to her Master, which is not surprising since he always makes her feel so safe.  She awoke to him running his hand over her cheek and then down her breast.  A moan escaped her lips before she remembered where she was and cut it short.  Gabriel was smiling at her when she looked up at him. 

“Come here and get on your knees, slut,” he ordered.  He must have been expecting her protest because he stopped her as soon as she opened her mouth.  “Everyone is asleep, my pig.  Come here,” he repeated.

“Yes my Master,” she whispered and slid to her knees in front of him. 

Gabriel sank back into his chair and she watched him as his eyes took on that hungry look that made her so wet.  Reaching out, he grabbed the neckline of her dress and pulled it down to expose more of her breasts and the corset she was wearing underneath. 

“Remove this, cunt,” he ordered.  Bella’s mouth went dry as fear overtook her.  “Trust me,” her Master said, a little more gently. 

She nodded her assent and slipped the dress over her head.  Gabriel ran his beautiful eyes over her body while staying relaxed and at ease in his big chair. 

“Now free my cock,” he instructed. 

Bella was sure her Master could tell how nervous she was, but made no indication of it and remained completely at ease and in control.

She licked her lips, unfastened his belt, undid his pants, and gently pulled his hardening cock from them.  Her breath began to come more quickly, her hands shook, and her cunt became very wet. 

“Suck it, my slut,” was all he had to say before she took him into her hungry mouth.  

Her surroundings disappeared and all that mattered to Bella was serving her Master. 

She heard him sigh and say, “good girl,” right before she felt his hand on the back of her head, guiding her mouth over his cock. 

Before she knew it, her Master had both of his hands tangled in her hair and was fucking her face roughly.  Bella could feel him pounding against the back of her throat and tried hard not to choke.  Then he thrust into her deeply and came with a soft groan.  Bella swallowed all of his seed and then licked and sucked him clean. 

“You can be a good girl sometimes,” her Master smiled at her.  “Now put it away, my love.” 

Bella very gently returned her Master’s delicious cock to his pants and secured the zipper.  She looked up at her Master with a smile, but he did not smile back at her.  He just pointed to the man across the aisle, the one she was sure had seen her bare ass earlier.

When she looked over at the man, he was staring back at her.  Bella looked back to her Master in shock and his short command was, “now him.” 

“But my Master,” she stammered, but the look on his face told her not to continue.  “Yes my Master,” she agreed softly, her eyes cast down. 

Bella was very aware of her naked bottom half as she walked softly towards the smiling man from across the aisle.  Her hands were shaking when she placed them on his lap after kneeling down in front of him.  He watched her intently, the smile never leaving his face, as she freed his rock hard cock.  She felt a hand on the back of her head and looked up at the man, but his arms were still resting unmoving at his sides.  The comforting caress told her that it was her Master’s hand, which made her feel much better as she licked and sucked the man’s cock.  It seemed like no time at all had passed before he thrust his hips upwards and came.  Bella swallowed, put him back in his pants, and stood looking at her Master. 

He reassured her with a “good girl,” kissed her forehead, then sat her back down in her seat where she stayed shaking and breathing hard as he disappeared to the front of the plane.

When her Master reappeared, the flight attendant was at her side with another glass of champagne and a glass of scotch for Gabriel.  Bella took it from her and then looked at her Master questioningly.  He took a sip of his drink and then turned to her, his expression still unreadable. 

“My Master?”  She whispered, her voice trembling. 

“Drink and relax,” he replied and sunk back into his overstuffed chair. 

Bella was shaking so hard that it was difficult to obey him, but she managed to gulp down the bubbly champagne and felt her body begin to relax again.  The flight attendant reappeared at her side, just as her breath began to slow down.  She replace the empty glass of champagne with a clean glass like the one Gabriel was drinking from, then pushed a button on the side of Bella’s chair and it reclined into a horizontal position.  She looked at her Master for support and he smiled at her. 

 “Be a good girl,” he ordered simply. 

Bella nodded and tried to calm her breathing.  Her Master dropped a handful of condoms on the tray beside the empty glass, but before she could say anything, he took her hands and raised them above her head.  The flight attendant bent over her, and, with a seatbelt extension that Bella hadn’t noticed, the flight attendant secured her wrists to the top of the chair bed.

Bella’s entire body was trembling uncontrollably when she looked at her Master, but he wasn’t watching her, he was peeling a piece of duct tape from a roll that she had not yet seen and then fastened it over her mouth.  She wanted to beg him to stop and to explain what was happening, but the tape over her mouth made that impossible.  The flight attendant was now looking down at her, her face full of curiosity.  She slid a well-manicured finger deep into Bella’s cunt and moved it around a bit as if searching for something.  Bella’s eyes flew wide open in shock.

“You were right,” she said to Gabriel.  “She does get very excited.” 

She gently removed her now wet finger and used it to softly circle Bella’s clit.  Her moans of pleasure were muffled by the tape, but she was still able to trust her hips up towards the flight attendants roaming finger.  She laughed and looked at Gabriel, shaking her head with a smile, and then disappeared from sight.  Bella shook my head at her Master as terror enveloped her. 

“Shhhhh,” he whispered and ran his fingers through her hair.  “Be a good girl,” he repeated and Bella nodded.

She closed her eyes and tried to breathe, but they snapped open when her Master said, “Look, my slut.”

He was holding a five dollar bill up in front of her face.  Realization sunk in when Bella allowed her gaze to leave her Master’s and saw a man standing above her.  She wanted to scream NO, but of course she couldn’t.  Her Master stuffed the bill into the empty glass on the tray and handed the man a condom.  Tears began to run down Bella’s face as she pleaded with her eyes. 

Her Master reached over and gently wiped the tears from her face.  He knew how much she wanted to be taken by one man after the other, and he also knew that it was not something she would have done in a million years.  Bella had confessed to him that she hatted the fact that society brands women who give in to their fantasies as sluts, whereas men are encouraged to spread their seed, and sung as heroes as they carve one notch after the other on their belts.  He was there to protect her and to free her from guilt by taking that moral choice away from her.

“Please, my Master,” she screamed in her head and hoped that her eyes would convey the message. 

“Be a good girl,” he said once again. 

Bella nodded and took a deep breath.  Her Master’s hand wrapped around her neck as she felt the man enter her.  She didn’t want it to feel good, but it did.  Her body betrayed her as she began to moan and thrust her hips up to meet his.  She closed her eyes tightly and focused her thoughts on her Master. 

I’m his.  I’m pleasing him.  I’m obeying my Master, was all she could think of when the stranger grabbed her hips and thrust for a final time inside her.

Bella opened her eyes when her Master released his grip on her throat and saw that the man had left.  Her Master was looking at her as he sipped his drink. 

“Good girl” he said and placed his drink on the tray in front of him.  Grabbing her breast roughly and pinching her nipple hard, he repeated, “be a good girl.  You have only earned me five dollars so far.” 

A new surge of panic ran through Bella’s body.  She tugged on the restraints and tried to protest through her gag.  Her Master slapped her face and glared at her, which shut her up instantaneously.  She used her eyes to plead with him, but he ignored her, looking up instead.  Bella followed his gaze and watched in horror as a different man handed him a five euro bill and picked up a condom from the tray.  Struggling against her bonds, she received another hard slap across the face from her Master.  She was shaking and whimpering as he wrapped his viselike hand around her throat again.

Bella squeezed her eyes shut as the stranger entered her.  Tears ran unchecked down her face, but she tried her best to be a good girl for her Master.  Without relaxing his grip around her throat, Gabriel used his free hand to wipe the tears from her eyes. 

“Shhhhhhh,” he whispered.  “You are mine.  I own you.  You belong to me.  This is about what I want, not about what you want.  Let go of your guilt.  There is no shame in pleasing me and I will ensure that you are safe.  I will whore you out to those who will have you, and you will fuck them and serve them as if you were serving me.  This is what will please me, my submissive.  Is that clear, my whore?” 

Bella nodded vigorously, tears still streaming from her eyes.  Her Master leaned over, kissed her forehead, wiped the tears from her cheeks, and then used her dress to blindfold her.  She was still afraid, but she felt a little better.

Gabriel slid his free hand into one of Bella’s bound ones and held her as men came and went.  She concentrated on the touch and caress of her Master’s hands and lost herself in his calm and loving voice as he whispered encouragements.  Bella began to move her body to meet the thrusts of the strangers and pretended that it was her Master using her.  She could feel her wetness growing and hear the moans escaping through the gag.  She soon lost count of the number of men who had used her, but after the last one left, her bonds were loosened and she was able to lower her arms.  Gabriel pulled the dress from her face and lifted her head into his arms.  As her eyes adjusted to being able to see again, she noticed the flight attendant had reappeared by her side and was holding out another glass of champagne.  Gabriel nodded to her and tore the tape from her mouth, so she took the glass from the flight attendant and sipped the champagne while he held her close. 

“You’ve been a very good girl,” he said and nodded towards the glass full of bills on the tray in front of her.  “I’m proud of you.” 

His words sent a rush of warmth and love through her body and she smiled up at him.

“Finish your drink,” he commanded.  “We have something special for you.” 

“We?” She questioned, but Gabriel just smiled, so she gulped down the remaining champagne and handed the glass back to the flight attendant who was still standing beside her. 

Gabriel lifted her to a sitting position, unlaced her corset, and placed it on top of her dress.  Bella lifted her arms to cover herself, but her Master grabbed the straps binding her wrists, lay her back down, and again secured her wrists to the top of the bed. 

He ran the backs of his fingers over her cheek and said, “I’ll let her explain,” nodding in the direction of the flight attendant. 

Bella turned to look at the flight attendant who was smiling down at her with a hint of nervousness on her face.  She kicked off her high heels, hiked up her skirt, and climbed on top of Bella so that she was straddling her on the bed. 

Looking down into Bella’s eyes she said, “I have always wanted to know what it would be like to play with another woman, but I’ve never had the chance.  Your Master said that I could play with you.  Would that be okay?” 

Bella smiled at her and then at her Master before saying, “I am his to use as he pleases.  If it pleases him, you may use me as you wish.” 

She turned to Gabriel who said, “Please use her as you like”.

She turned back to Bella who watched her carefully unbutton her blouse and hand it to Gabriel.  She looked as if she was about to lean over Bella until Gabriel stopped her with his hand. 

“You should remove your bra too,” he suggested.  “That way you will be able to feel her against your breasts as well.  You’re also very beautiful and I’d really like to see you without the bra.” 

She blushed and removed her bra, handing it to my Gabriel. 

“Mmmmmm,” said Gabriel, “Very lovely indeed.” 

The flight attendant leaned over and began kissing Bella softly on the lips.  Bella was in heaven and straining to press as much of her body as she could against the flight attendant.  The kisses slowly ran down Bella’s neck, then down her breasts, where the flight attendant stopped to slowly suck and tease her nipples.  Bella could feel her nipples harden as they were deliciously tormented by this beautiful woman and she began to moan softly.  The flight attendant sat up and started rubbing her pussy against Bella’s which caused her to moan even louder.  Bella wanted so badly to touch her striking body, but the restraints didn’t give at all when she tugged on them.  The flight attendant slid down and placed herself in between Bella’s legs, pushing them up while spreading them wide.  Bella could feel her juices running down her cunt and was sure the flight attendant could see how wet she was making her.  Her Master ordered her to keep her legs raised and spread wide.  Bella felt a tongue tentatively probing her well used hole.  After pulling Bella’s lips apart, the flight attendant began to suck wildly on Bella’s clit.  She moaned loudly and pushed herself up towards the hot mouth. 

“Oh god!”  Bella screamed and her Master slapped her across the face. 

“Quiet, slut,” he commanded.  “People are sleeping and don’t want to be woken up by a screaming whore.” 

“Yes, my Master,” she whimpered and bit her lower lip to try to keep quiet.

The flight attendant seemed to be enjoying herself and continued to suck on Bella’s clit as she flicked it with her tongue, but Bella cried out again when the woman shoved two or three fingers inside of her.  Gabriel covered her mouth with his hand and glared at her as the hungry mouth continued to suck and use her cunt.  It was just too much to take and Bella came loudly, arching her back and screaming into her Master’s hand.  She was still gasping for breath as the woman lifted her face from between Bella’s legs. 

“That was amazing,” she said to Gabriel, her face glowing and covered in my wetness. 

“Yes, I enjoyed it,” he said, taking her hand and placing it on his hard cock. 

Gabriel easily lifted her off of Bella and placed her in front of him, standing with her back turned to him.  Bella watched as the woman looked over her shoulder at him in time to see his gorgeous cock spring from his pants.  It was easy for Bella to see the look of excitement that crossed her face and she watched as her Master lifted the flight attendants skirt, tore her tiny panties from her body, and then lowered her onto his hard dick.  The flight attendant held onto the back of the chair in front of her as she bounced up and down on Gabriel’s cock.  Bella watched as the woman leaned back against him, moaning and begging for more.  Gabriel reached around her and began rubbing her clit as he impaled her tiny frame on his cock.  Her knuckles turned white as her grip on the chair tightened and she clenched her teeth to try to stop herself from screaming.  Like Bella, the woman cried out as she came and Gabriel covered her mouth with a hand as he came inside her.  She lifted herself from Gabriel’s lap after catching her breath, pulled down her skirt, and put her blouse back on. 

“Thank you,” she said to Gabriel, who nodded at her before she left.

“How do you feel, my love?”

“I feel good, my Master,” Bella purred. 

“Good girl,” he said.  “You have made me proud.” 

Bella beamed at her Master.  She loved it when he was proud of her.  He undid her bonds and handed her back her dress. 

“Put this on,” he commanded as he slipped her corset and the torn panties into her bag. 

Bella slipped the dress on over her head and snuggled up against her Master. 

“You are mine,” he reminded her, “and you have made me very proud today.  I love you, my submissive, now get some rest.” 

“I love you too, my Master,” Bella mumbled into his chest as she snuggled up close to him.

Chapter One

Bella looked up at her Master and squeezed his hand.  Of course Bella wasn’t the name she had been born with, but rather the name her Master had given her after having made her his submissive.  He smiled down at her and winked before looking over at the shrinking line of people in front of them.  They had almost made their way to the front of the line and Bella was feeling very nervous.  Her Master knew very well how she was feeling.  He had learned to carefully read her body language and expressions during their first year together.  Even the very small changes in her posture and breathing alerted him to a change in her emotions.  He was always keenly aware of what his submissive was thinking and feeling, and as her Master, he knew how to handle himself in a way that gave her confidence. 

He reached down for a plastic bin and set it on the conveyer belt.  She watched him intently as he emptied his pockets, took off his watch, and placed everything neatly in the bin.  After putting another plastic bin on the belt, he turned toward her, and looked down at her expectantly.  Bella could feel the metal rosebud set snuggly in her ass, and was completely frozen with fear.  Smiling, her Master took the purse from her shaking hands and set it in the empty bin beside his.  Wrapping his arm around her protectively, he led her towards the metal detector.  Nervously, she glanced up at the clock on the wall.  There was still plenty of time before their plane was scheduled to leave.  Her Master kissed her tenderly on the forehead, bringing her back to reality.  Bella could feel his breath on her ear as he whispered, “See you on the other side, my slut.”  Releasing his affectionate hold on her, he stepped confidently through the metal detector and was waved through by the security guard.

Bella broke out in a sweat as she anxiously eased towards the metal detector.  Her Master was staring at her from the other side, a hint of a smile playing on his beautiful lips.  Her legs felt like lead as she tried to put one foot in front of the other.  Shaking, and with the feeling that she might faint, Bella looked back up at her Master as if pleading for help.  Her Master has just finished putting his things back in his pockets and is securing his watch.    He smiled lovingly at her and held out his hand. 

The two had met in France where Bella had gone to study French.  Meeting Gabriel, the man she now called Master, had not been part of the plan, but they had met, and the more time they had spent together, the closer they had become.  By the end of her year of study abroad, she was madly in love with him.  He had become her best friend, her confident, and her lover.  Neither of them wanted to be without the other, but she had a plane ticket home and a degree to finish.  Shortly before having to leave, Gabriel had asked Bella to move permanently to France and to live with him as his submissive.   She had been overwhelmed with joy and had accepted his proposition.  She had then gone home to prepare her move where he had met her shortly after.  He was now taking her back to his country, her new home, as his submissive.

The security guard looked at Bella a bit impatiently and said, “Please step through ma’am.”

A million horrible scenarios were running through her mind as she stepped through the metal detector.  The alarm went off as she cleared the metal frame and she was asked to spread her legs and lift her arms so that the guard could run the wand over her.  Bella’s face reddened as the guard ran the handheld detector over her body.  Sweat began to drip down her back as the wand beeped.  The guard set her wand down beside her, looked at Bella and asked, “May I do a hands on check, ma’am?” 

Bella opened her mouth to agree, but no words came out. 

Gabriel took a step towards her and said, “We’d prefer that you check her privately, please.”  

Bella looked up at her Master, but still could not speak.  The guard looked at her questioningly, but all she could do was nod her assent. 

“Very well then,” she said as she walks towards a door at the back of the room, “follow me.” 

Bella looked toward her Master for reassurance, but his back was turned to her as he lifted her purse from the conveyer on the other side of the x-ray machine.  Putting his arm back around her, they followed the guard towards the door.  She held it open for them and Gabriel ushered Bella through into a small room.  The room was bare and contained only a small rectangular table along one wall with a chair at either end.  The guard closed the door and turned to her Master.

“Sir”, she said, “It is customary that we search your wife in private.” 

Although he was speaking to the guard, Gabriel was looking right into Bella’s eyes as he said, “She is not my wife, she is my submissive, my thing to use as I please, when I please.  Tell her, my submissive,” he ordered me. 

Bella’s mouth went dry.  This was the game they had played together over the past year.  She loved it, they both did, but this time was more real than any other time.  This was the beginning of their forever.  She managed to say, “Yes my Master, I am your submissive, your thing to use as you please.” 

“I see,” said the guard, as she looked from Bella to Gabriel. 

With a few brisk and purposeful steps, Gabriel closed the gap between them, tangled his fingers in Bella’s long hair, and forced her to a kneeling position, wrenching her head back so that she was forced to look up at him.  He turned his head to the guard and spoke in his soft, but powerful voice, “She is a toy, a fuck thing, only here to pleasure me.  You however, are a beautiful women, made to be touched with tenderness, good to make love to.”

Bella watched from her kneeling position as the guard’s eyes locked with his, contemplating what he was saying.  Her Master held her head firmly with his right hand, forcing her to watch as he raised his left hand and gently stroked the guard’s cheek.  Bella could see her chest move as her breath quickened.  Her body relaxed and she licked her lips, her eyes still locked with Gabriel’s.  He stroked her hair and gently kissed her cheek.  Bella heard the guard exhale softly and saw her briefly close her eyes as Gabriel ran the backs of his fingers over her jaw. 

“I know you have to search her,” he said, nodding in Bella’s direction, “so I’ll make it easier for you.”  He released his grip on Bella’s hair and simply said, “Strip.” 

“Yes my Master,” she replied as she fell to the floor.

With shaking hands, Bella pulled the dress over her head and set it down carefully on the table.  She glanced up to see the guard watching her, the expression on her face a mix of shock and wonder.  Her Master was watching her as well, but she couldn’t read the expression on his face.  She reached behind her back to unclasp her bra, gently pulled it off, and set it on the table beside her dress.  As per her Master’s orders, she wasn’t wearing any panties.  She tried to stand as still as possible as she looked up at her Master so that neither of them could see how much her body was trembling.

Taking a step towards her, Gabriel grabbed her hair and forced her once again to her knees, pressing her face to the floor.  “Spread your legs and keep your ass up so that she can check you,” he ordered. 

Bella squeezed her eyes shut as she felt the heat rising to her cheeks and spread her legs as her Master had commanded.  She tried so hard to be obedient, but was terrified that her shaking body would betray her emotion.

Bella opened her eyes as the guard began to speak, “Sir,” she said, “this isn’t necessary-,” but Gabriel stopped her.

In his sweet commanding voice, he began to explain, “She is my submissive.  She does as I say.  Now you can search her and see why she set off the metal detector.  Please feel free to touch her, use her even.” 

Bella watched as her Master took another step towards the guard so that they were intimately close.  She was sure the woman could feel his breath on her face.  He ran his fingers up the baton hanging from her belt and said, “You can use this on her, make her suck it, or even fuck her with it.” 

This idea excited Bella.  Just the thought of her Master and another woman using her together made her instantly wet.  She knew she shouldn’t have thoughts like this, but this was exactly why she had a Master.  He could order her to do things that she knew she shouldn’t want to do, and she could enjoy doing them, because she was also doing them to please and excite him.  He knew all her secrets.  He knew what she longed to do, what she fantasised about, and what she would never have dared to do on her own, and it was his job to keep her safe while they explored their desires together.

All the guard managed to say was, “I…”, and then Bella saw her Master softly caress the guard’s cheek with his hand. 

“It is what she is for,” he said softly as he looked into her eyes.

The guard slowly nodded and then turned towards Bella.  “Oh,” she said when she saw the rosebud in Bella’s ass. 

Gabriel explained, “We have to keep this slut’s holes ready to use, even on an airplane.” 

Bella felt the guard’s cool soft hands on her ass cheeks.  She spread Bella open further to take a good look and then touched the plug.  Bella could feel it move in her ass and wasn’t able to stifle the moan that escaped.  Her face was bright red with embarrassment, while her pussy was dripping wet with excitement.

“She is getting wet,” exclaimed the guard and Bella was horrified that she could either smell or see how wet she was becoming.

Gabriel slid the club from the holster on the guard’s belt and handed it to her without instruction.  Although Bella couldn’t see the guard, she could feel her slide the club over her wet pussy.  She moaned again and raised her ass.  Her clit was throbbing uncontrollably and she felt ashamed that she wanted more. 

“Wow,” breathed the guard. 

“Yes,” replied Gabriel knowingly, “she is a slut who needs to be used.” 

The excitement inside Bella grew rapidly.  She wanted more and she knew her Master was watching her, which in turn thrilled her even more.  The club pressed harder against her dripping cunt as it slid back and forth and then she felt it being pressed against her lips. 

“Show her how much you love to suck a cock,” her Master said. 

Bella obliged and began to lick and suck the club enthusiastically.  As she tasted her own juices on the club, she closed her eyes and moaned.

The guard pulled the club from Bella’s lips and she gasped.  Gabriel wrapped his fingers in her hair once again, pulled her head back, and spit in her mouth. 

“My submissive,” he said possessively. 

Bella licked her lips and replied, “Yes my Master?” 

Tears sprang to her eyes as he slapped her face.  It hurt, but he knew she loved it rough.

“Whore,” he said raspily, and Bella knew he was enjoying himself.  “I will allow this beautiful woman to use you as she wants and you will be beaten if you protest.  Is that clear?” he demanded. 

“Yes my Master.”

With his strong hand, Gabriel grabbed Bella’s throat and she struggled to breathe while his fingers were wrapped like a vice around her.  They both loved it like this and Bella looked up at him, her eyes begging him for more.

“Use your club to search her cunt,” he said to the guard.  “There is no need to be gentle.”  With his free hand, Gabriel slapped her two more times across the face. 

She whimpered and he ordered her to shut up. 

“Is there any need for her to be gentle, my submissive?” he asked her gently. 

“No my Master,” Bella replied.  “I am yours.” 

“You see?” he asked the guard.  “Push it deep in her cunt, rape her,” he encouraged the guard. 

Bella moaned as she felt the club enter her roughly.  “Oh please my Master,” she pleaded.  “Please let me suck your cock.” 

Gabriel laughed and said, “Are you sure you’re worth it, my submissive?  A real woman like this guard should get my cock, but you are just good to be fucked with the club.  Is that clear, my submissive?” 

“Please Master,” she implored. 

“Beg for the club, my submissive.” 

“Please fuck me with the club,” she whimpered. 

“Do it,” Gabriel commanded.  “Fuck her roughly with it.  She wants it.”

Bella looked up at her Master sadly.  She wanted more than anything to taste his cock in her mouth, to be full.  He knelt down beside her and lifted her chin with his fingers. 

Looking lovingly into her eyes he said, “Thank the guard for fucking your cunt, my submissive,” and then kissed her deeply.

With a voice full of desire, Bella said, “Thank you for fucking my cunt.  Please fuck me harder.” 

With pride and a twinkle in his eyes, Gabriel commented to the guard, “She loves it.  She wants you to fuck her harder.”  Then he ran his fingers proudly over Bella’s cheek and said, “You are mine.”

“Yes my Master.  I am yours.” 

“Good girl.”

“Now take the club from her cunt and make her clean it”, he told the guard. 

To Bella he commanded, “Show us how skilled you are with your mouth,” and he smiled as she began to lick and suck it eagerly.  “I am going to show you how I fuck a woman like this while you finish cleaning her club.” 

“Yes my Master,” Bella replied, “Please show me.”

The guard looked into his eyes intently, her lips slightly parted, her breath escaping them in short excited gasps.  With his eyes still looking deeply into hers, he unbuttoned her blouse and slid it slowly from her shoulders.  Her tongue darted out to lick her lips as Gabriel ran his strong hands over her shoulders and down her ample chest.  He caressed her magnificent breasts, pinched them lightly, weighed them, and fondled them.  Her breathing turned to soft moans as he pulled her closer and kissed her neck passionately.  She wrapped her arms around his neck and, pulling her right into him, Gabriel kissed her lips deeply. 

He pulled away from the kiss when he heard Bella whimper and, while still looking at the guard, he asked, “Do you like what you see, my submissive?  Do you want more?” 

“Yes my Master”

Releasing his tender grip on her, Gabriel pulled off her skirt and panties, sat her down on the chair beside the table, and lightly tugged off her shoes.  He spread her legs wide as he ran his hands tenderly up her flushed thighs. 

“Can you see her beautiful pussy, my submissive?” 

 “Yes my Master” 

Gabriel scooped the guard up easily in his arms and placed her beautiful naked body up on the table.  He stood between her spread legs and ran his hands over her trembling body as she moaned with delight.  “Come here, my submissive,” he ordered, “I want you to suck my dick.” 

“Yes my Master,” Bella breathed excitedly, dropping the club on the floor and crawling hurriedly towards his hard delicious cock. 

“Cover it with saliva,” he growled as he continued to caress the guard who was moaning and becoming so wet that Bella can smell her.

Hungry with anticipation, Bella sucked her Master’s dick into her mouth, trying to show him how much she loved him by feeding greedily from his cock.  Gabriel reached down, tangled the fingers of both his hands in her hair, and began to viciously fuck Bella’s face.  Tears sprang to her eyes as she gasped and choked. 

Bella tried to take him in deeper, sucking harder and running her tongue along his hard cock. 

“Lick my balls too,” he added, releasing his grip on her hair a little bit. 

Bella felt her pleasure mounting.  Breathing hard with excitement, she lowered her head and started lapping at her Master’s balls, sucking them gently into her mouth.  She wasn’t finished, she had wanted more, but Gabriel turned her towards the guard.  Losing her balance, Bella grabbed the guard’s thighs for support and noticed her pussy, glistening with juices, right in front of her face.

“Now, prepare her for me, my submissive,” Gabriel demanded, forcing Bella’s face into the guard’s pink pussy. 

“Yes my Master,” Bella mumbled as the guard spread her legs wide. 

“Get her nice and wet.  Fuck her beautiful pussy with your dirty tongue.”

Bella moaned with pleasure as she pushed her face deeper into the guard’s dripping pussy, licking and sucking her freshly shaved lips and plunging her tongue into the guard’s pink hole. 

The guard began to moan louder, grabbed Bella by the hair as her Master had done earlier, and pushed her down hard as she ground her pussy up against Bella’s face.  There was so much that Bella wanted to lick and suck on that she couldn’t get enough.  She could feel her own wetness dripping down her legs and, between the guard’s moaning and her own, she barely heard her Master open his bag and take something out.  Realisation hit her as Gabriel’s crop came smashing down across her back.  She tried to scream out in pain and surprise, but the guard was ready for it and forced her head farther between her legs. 

“Ah yes,” moaned the guard as Gabriel whiped Bella with his crop. 

“Beg for more, my submissive.”

The guard lightened her grip on Bella’s hair so that she can answer, “Please my Master, beat me more.  I need it, my Master.”

“You are my pain slut too, right my submissive?” he asked as he tenderly massaged the tension from Bella’s back. 

“Yes my Master,” she whimpered in pain, “you know what I need.” 

Gabriel pushed a very large dildo into Bella’s cunt and began fucking her with it.  She moaned with pleasure into the guard’s pussy and sucked even harder.  The guard pulled her legs up and cried out as she came.  Bella continued to lick until she felt the guard pushing her face away.

Gabriel pulled the dildo from inside of Bella and helped her to stand.  He kissed her deeply and then handed her the dildo, “Use the dildo to make yourself cum while I fuck her,” he growled and nodded in the guard’s direction.

“Yes my Master.”

The guard, breathing hard, watched Bella lie down on the floor, spread her legs, and begin to fuck herself with the dildo, then she turned her attention to Gabriel who had stepped between her widely spread legs.  Grabbing her by the hips, Gabriel slid her towards him on the table, impaling her on his big cock.  He began to fuck her slowly and gently, she wrapped her legs around him, grabbed at his shoulders and moaned.  Bella watched as his thrusting became faster, more needful.  They kissed passionately while Gabriel caressed her breasts and fucked her harder and harder.  She moaned as he told her how nice and soft she was, what a great fuck she was.  Bella watched intently as his glistening cock entered and withdrew from the guard’s pussy and she felt her orgasm coming.  She began to moan as she watched her Master thrust hard for the last time.  Groaning and removing his still hard cock from her pussy, Gabriel stepped toward Bella, pulled her head up and ordered her to open her mouth.  She wanted so badly to cum, but stopped short and opened her mouth.

“Clean me, my submissive.”

Bella opened her mouth even wider and waited in anticipation.  He thrust his cock into her mouth, holding her against him by her hair.  She licked his dick hungrily as he held her in place. 

“Good submissive,” he smiled.  “You’re a good dick cleaner.”

Bella wanted more; she wanted to cum, but she knew it wasn’t the time to ask.  It frustrated her when her Master didn’t allow her to cum, but she also knew that he usually did it because he was going to make her cum later, and the more he teased her, the bigger her orgasm would be.

Gabriel gently led Bella back to the guard and helped her to kneel.  The guard was still lying on the table, her legs spread, and breathing hard.  “Clean her too,” he said as he pushes Bella’s face back between the guard’s legs.  She jumped a little as Bella’s tongue brushed her still throbbing clit and Bella noded in answer.

A collar was fastened around Bella’s neck and the plug was returned to her ass as she finished licking and sucking the guard clean.  Dropping a corset on the floor beside Bella, Gabriel said, “You will need to move faster, my submissive, or we will miss our flight.”

Looking up in shock at her Master, Bella asked, “You want me to put the corset on, my Master?”  

“Yes,” Gabriel growled, another smile on his lips. “Put your dress back on over the corset and no panties, my love.  Your collar will remain visible to all.” 

Trying hard to swallow the lump in her throat, Bella whispered, “Yes my Master.” 

Slipping the corset around her, Bella turned her back to her Master and asked nicely if he’d tie her up.   

Nodding to the guard he said, “Tie her up, tight.” 

Pulling Bella towards her, the guard laced up the corset then turned Bella around and kissed her sweetly.  Bella blushed and looked down at her feet. 

Grinning at them, Gabriel said, “Hands on your head, my love.” 

“Yes my Master.”

Gabriel executed five rapid strikes with the crop to each of Bella’s ass cheeks, then five more to each breast.  She clenched her teeth and tried hard not to scream.  He then tossed her the dress which she caught with trembling hands. 

Bella watched her Master as she slipped the dress on over the corset and could only think about how handsome he was and how much she loved him. 

He nodded at her and said, “Good girl.” 

“May I please hug you before we leave, my Master?” she asked tentatively. 

He stepped towards her, zipped up her dress, wrapped his strong hand around her neck, and said, “Of course, my beautiful girl.  I’m proud of you.” 

Gabriel pulled his submissive into a big protective hug and she clung to him with all the affection in the world.  She was his, and he was hers.

Tipping her head up to his, he kissed her deeply and then whispered, “I love you, my submissive.” 

Kissing him back, she wrapped her arms tightly around his neck and said, “I love you too, my Master.”

Still supporting Bella with his strong and steady arm wrapped around her, Gabriel ran his free hand down the face of the now dressed guard standing before him. 

“Thank you,” he said to her with one of his heart stopping smiles and then he slipped one of his cards into her breast pocket.  He then turned his attention back to Bella and helped her from the room.  “Let’s catch our flight, my love,” he said sweetly.

Je suis revenue en France avec une valise plaine de sex toys.  J’ai hâte de savoir ce que mon Maître va faire.

I returned to France with a suitcase full of sex toys.  I can't wait to see what my Master will do.