Parking up, I unlock the door. Walking in, there she is, sitting on the sofa, walking over to her, with her collar in my hand. I only hope she takes it back. She knows my issues, but I have never done this to her. Yet, she knows my demons and knows how much I struggle in my own mind. Her eyes light up seeing the collar, walking towards me, my hands place it around her neck, her smile growing as I do. Jumping up, she wraps her legs and arms around me, my cock instantly going hard for her. My hands pull at her shirt, ripping it open. This is going to be quick, no toys, nothing but us two. Throwing her onto the sofa, my hands pull her trousers off, my lips kissing her body, the feel of her hands in my hair forcing my head down. Slowly kissing down her body, I reach her sex, my tongue teasing, licking at her entrance. She tastes so nice. My hands grab her waist, pulling her closer to my mouth, her moans getting louder. My tongue teases faster as my fingers rub against her sex, the wetn
“You okay, baby?” I stroke her back, seeing her tears. She looks up at me, smiling.“No, I am sure you could have done worse.” Of course, I could have if I had her in the playroom with my toys, the whips, the restraints, but I didn’t want any of that, just her.“So, what changed your mind? What about the other woman?”What about Alena? To be honest, after that with Maria yesterday, she has basically not entered my mind.“I had a wobble, my mind took control, but I am fine now. As for Alena, she is forgotten about. I just messed up.” My hand strokes down her body, taking in her beauty. “I am sorry, Rebecca, what I did was wrong and inexcusable” I don’t think any apology will be enough, not at all for what I put her through.“I wouldn’t have left. I am no fool, I could see you had issues, I could see you were battling with yourself, and I knew you would come back.” She is truly amazing. I am lucky. I know I am. “Plus, I wasn’t about to walk away and miss out on that. The whole, I’m sorr
Parking the car, the house looks too quiet. Walking in, I look around the fear building within me that she has left. Surely, she wouldn’t run while I am away. Checking the house, she isn’t there. Sitting down, I wait, hoping she will come home soon. Sitting here watching the time pass, I wonder if she will come home, the sound of the door alerting me she is home. I want to run to her, but I won’t. Sitting, I wait for her to come to the kitchen. Walking in, she looks at me and carries on towards the kettle turning it on.Her silence is worse than her screaming. It is like she has given up and doesn’t want to fight for us anymore.“We need to talk.” I look at her waiting for her to acknowledge that I am here. Instead, she carries on making her drink. Sitting down at the table, she looks at me. Who is she? The Maria I fell in love with seems to have changed, maybe we got married too young.“I am sorry, for everything I did, for the things I said.” I wait, sitting and looking at her. She
I can’t believe she didn’t even wake me before she left. I feel on edge today now. Why didn’t she wait to say goodbye?She isn’t at work, so she is clearly avoiding me. Parking up, I walk straight in. Stopping at the door, I stare at Rebecca.“You took your time Master, I have been waiting like this for an hour.” She is sitting there. She looks so perfect, with heels, stockings and an open-cup bra with a thong. What is she doing? I swear she is trying to break me.“What are you doing?” Closing the door, I walk towards her, trying to restrain my own mind from just fucking her here and now. She only gets what I give her, nothing more, and this is her way to make me lose control of myself and forget the rules.“Does Master not like?”I shake my head at her, trying to clear my thoughts. Looking back up, she is unfastening her bra.“What are you doing?” I look at her in shock. Why is she becoming even more naked?“You shook your head, Master, I thought that was you saying no, so I was goin
Walking upstairs, I go into the playroom. Rebecca kneels, waiting for me. Is she going to submit today, or will she wait and start being a brat? Walking around, I collect my weapons of destruction that I know she loves so much. Standing, I look at her, and I wonder why I can’t keep both. Why can’t I have her and Maria, and I know I can’t? I have to give one up, as clearly, Maria is not happy sharing. Yet, she also isn’t happy for me to give up everything I love.Walking over to her, my hand slowly sliding from one shoulder along to the other, soft and delicate, as my hands stroke down her arms, grasping her wrists and pulling her up to stand, I slowly begin wrapping the rope around her wrists. Watching as she stays still, truly submitting herself for a change, no fighting back, no being a brat, no fighting and laughing at me wanting more.It feels strange, but I still love it. She stands still, her breathing relaxed, the blindfold in place already so she can’t see me, guiding her acr
“I need to leave, kitty.” Kissing her, I roll her over. Her smile is soft and delicate.“See you in two weeks, Master.” Her hands grasp mine, pulling me to her, her lips pushing against mine as she does.“See you in two weeks, Kitty.” Climbing out of bed, she lies smiling, watching me. I walk to the shower, get cleaned up and dressed. I walk out to find her standing by the door, her hand on the door frame blocking me.“Kitty, I don’t have time for this.” Going to walk past her, she moves to step in my way. What is she doing now? She never does this.“Seriously, kitty, if I miss my flight, you will be punished, and not in a good way.” Stepping to the other side, she quickly moves to block me again. Sure, I could pick her up quickly and move her, but where would be the fun in that?“Would Master really leave unsatisfied?”I feel like rolling my eyes at her right now, but I tell her not to, so I better not. Standing, I look at her, I have twenty minutes to leave the house, and she is blo
Getting in, there is a bloke sitting waiting. He is big, not as big as Jackson or me, but big. He stands up, his hand going to his head, saluting me.“Boss, I am Maxwell.”Nodding to him, I realise he is Maxwell and clearly had seen images to know I am the team commander. “Welcome, Maxwell. Please relax and sit. This is Jackson, Troy, Alexander and Joel. We will debrief at the base, then go to the port.” He nods, sitting down, the guys welcoming him. I don’t think I will like this one.Something tells me he isn’t going to make this mission easier. Maybe it is the name? All I have in my mind is Max and those images of Alena. Sure this guy isn’t him, but he has the same name. Well did, as Max had his name changed. No, Max was Max, this guy is Maxwell. I need to try to forget that. Getting to the base, we have an hour spare. Sitting we talk, explaining a bit about us, so Maxwell knows who we are. He sits listening, nodding and not commenting much."So, Maxwell, is that your preferred nam
Waking up, I get straight to work, writing out reports of what happened, everyone in the team doing the same, the day spent writing every detail of that day.“Right, Maxwell, you will be dropped at the base. The commander there will watch over you. Guys, by the time we land, we will get to the church with 20 minutes spare, so move it.” Everyone gets up, the journey back, everyone is quiet, knowing now the mission will be a lot longer when we come back. Jackson is lucky I got this time off because they wanted us to stay and sort out the mess Maxwell caused.However, even they are not heartless and make him miss his own wedding. His face is a mess, but he will live and make it, hopefully. On the flight back, we stay quiet, not really sure what to say. Everything has become a mess.I shake my head at Jackson. “You realise, one bit of traffic, and you’re getting married in your gear?” We can’t exactly tell Alena to wait longer while he gets changed.“At least it isn’t jeans and a ripped s