3 comments/ 13688 views/ 3 favorites Dinner Time Ch. 01 By: ddragon64 I stepped out of the shower feeling refreshed after such a stressful day. I reached for my sensual amber scented body lotion, because I knew Karl loved the scent of it on me. I smoothed it generously over my freshly shaven legs. I rubbed some more on my arms, elbows and shoulders. I squeezed some into my hand and rubbed my hands together to massage it all over my breasts, belly and hips. I then bent forward a little and reached back to smooth more of the lotion all over my behind. I squeezed just a little bit onto my fingers and stroked it into the tender skin around my sex which was now smooth as silk. I pulled the towel off of my head and shook my head gently as my straight auburn hair fell below my shoulders. I ran a comb through and left it wet for now. I slipped my pink terry cloth bath robe back on and secured the belt. I smoothed a little facial moisturizer over my face and throat and hung up the towels. I decided to check my e-mail quickly before getting dressed, thinking I had plenty of time before Karl got home. With that out of the way, I stepped into the kitchen for one last check to make sure that I had everything prepared and ready to go into the oven for our dinner. The chicken had been marinating in a sauce of butter, honey and curry, and even uncooked, it smelt delicious. The broccoli was in the steamer ready to go, and the rice was in the pot, it just needed to be turned on. The salad was made and in the in the fridge. I checked the table setting one last time. The beautiful flowers he brought me yesterday looked perfect on the table as their reflection shone in the wine glasses. I placed the bottle of wine I had picked up on my way home on the table, with the corkscrew next to it. I had some sparkling mineral water chilling in the fridge as well, just then I remembered I needed to slice the lime. I laid the cutting board down on the counter and went to the fridge to retrieve a lime which was in the crisper at the very bottom. Karl came home just at that moment when I was bent over with my head in the fridge. I was startled by his hand patting my behind as his fingers hooked around the cloth belt of my robe. Before I could turn, he pulled me to him and enveloped me in his arms. I closed my eyes and leaned back into him turning my head to rest my cheek against his shoulder. I drew in a long slow breath as I savored this moment in his arms which is my favorite place to be. I twisted myself around so I could get my arms around him. The palm of his hand slowly slid up my back, to my neck, and with spread fingers easing into my still damp hair, he simply closed his hand making me tingle all over as his lips found mine. He drove his tongue into my mouth making me hunger for him; I was always hungry for him. He kissed me with a passion felt in every cell of my body. The backs of my knees were still tingling when he pulled away and said with a smile, "How was your day love?" I was suddenly very aware of myself standing in front of him in nothing but my pink bath robe, my hair damp and no make up on. I glanced at the clock on the microwave. He was only ten minutes early, I should have been dressed and had myself fixed up for him when he got home. I felt the warmth in my cheeks as the blood rose in them. I stammered, "I...I'm sorry... the time must have got away from me, I'm not even dressed or anything." Karl looked me up and down as he shook his head with a smirk and chuckled softly. With my eyes slightly lowered I walked past him to go and put myself together before cooking our meal. I was only two steps into the living room before he spun around and reached out his arm as his fingers caught the belt of my robe again, halting me. I closed my eyes as he stood behind me and reached around front to untie the belt. Without the belt holding it, my robe hung loosely to my sides. He easily slipped it off of me as it slid down into a heap on the carpet. He began gently kissing my neck and shoulders, sending lovely shivers down my spine. "Mmmmmmm" His soft kisses were melting me and his breath felt so very warm against my skin as he inhaled my scent. "You smell wonderful," he breathed into my ear as his hand reached around and rested on my throat massaging it with his thumb. I drew in a long slow uneven breath and let it out with a sigh. That is definitely in my top five of favorite things he does to turn me on. I was already coming alive with desire and need for him, and what I was craving at that moment had nothing to do with the uncooked dinner sitting in the kitchen. Karl reached into his pocket with his other hand as he nibbled on my ear and breathed softly into it sending a chill down the back of my neck that spread across my shoulders and expanded into my chest. It was at that moment he reached up with something in his other hand and swiftly covered my eyes. I gasped deeply and held in my breath for a moment as he secured the blindfold. I felt a throb in my sex as the desire settled deep in my belly. I exhaled in a jagged sigh. In total darkness my other senses heightened as I focused in on all of the exquisite sensations travelling through my body. His hands were caressing my back, and he slowly began to massage my shoulders and eased away any remaining tension from the day. My skin even became more responsive as I focused on the trail of sensations that followed his hands up and down my back. Leaning into me his arms encircled my waist and he just rested his chin on the top of my shoulder for a moment. I tilted my head to rest against his and we just swayed ever so slightly. I was so grateful for his tenderness. I took a moment and went deep inside myself to consider the intensity of the love and gratitude I felt for him. He knew me more intimately than I knew myself. I knew I always had his support and his shoulder to cry on if needed. I shivered as I realized I would always have that with him. Sliding both hands slowly up from my waist, pausing briefly over my breasts as his fingers just barely brushed my nipples even softer than a breeze, he slid his left hand up and across my collarbone as his middle finger began to twirl in my hair. He closed his hand and wasn't pulling at all, but I could feel the roots tingling at the back of my neck where they connected sending a chill down into and filling my chest and belly. I let out a soft sigh. His other hand slid up to my chin as he turned my head toward him and very softly bestowed a warm kiss upon my cheek and then he stepped away. My sighs had a barley audible groan hidden in them as my mind slowly drifted to the awareness of not knowing what was to come. I shivered from the slight fear of uncertainty although at the same time I welcomed whatever it was he had planned for me because I knew that I trusted him completely with my mind and body. Placing his hands briefly on both arms, he walked me a few steps away, which from memory of the room, placed the couch just in front of me. I didn't want to appear too eager or too wanting, but I needed him to take me. I stood silent and still as I awaited his instruction. "Open your legs now," His voice seemed to echo in the quietness. I did as I was told. I parted my legs, and as I did his one hand pressed on the small of my back and the other on my shoulder pushing forward slightly, indicating to me to bend over. As I leaned forward, my hands found the soft fabric of the couch and I understood. I supported my upper body with the edge of the sofa so I could lean further forward and spread my legs wider for him. I felt so open, so exposed. He could clearly see now how aroused I was; more soft sighs escaped my lips as slight drops of dampness were seeping from my sex but with the blindfold I imagined it more like I was gushing. I had no control over it and it seemed as though it was getting worse and running down my thigh as he tapped the inside of my thigh and instructed me to open wider. In spite of my self-consciousness, I complied with his request. My face flushed a little as I felt like I wanted to cum... but that couldn't be right; he hasn't even touched me there yet. Still, that feeling was getting stronger and stronger. I knew very soon he would touch me and I wanted that desperately, but at the same time I almost didn't want him to because I was afraid I would cum immediately. I began to squirm just a little and he chuckled softly. I took a couple of long slow breaths to settle myself. I was desperately needing and feeling so very hungry for his touch. I hoped he wouldn't make me wait much longer. Just then, his fingers slid down the crack between my cheeks and parted them further. Oh how I secretly wished he was planning on putting something there. I jumped a little as I felt sudden coolness on me, and became aware it was him blowing cool air with his lips onto my little pink puckered hole. I shivered all over. I reveled in that unfamiliar sensation as I felt my muscles desperately holding my little hole completely tight. He pushed my bottom up higher and his tongue found my sex lips. I let out an audible moan of pleasure as he began tasting me and my puffed lips opened to meet his tongue. I shuddered as I feared I was going to cum too quickly and it would all be over. I tried to slow my breathing and I managed to let it subside, but I couldn't keep myself still when he thrusted his face into me and began tonguing my clit. I cried out with pleasure and felt my self grinding my hips. I was so close. He rested his hand in between my shoulder blades with his palm against my skin. He slid his hand up to my neck and squeezed gently, I bent down further until my face was resting on the couch as he spread his fingers and continued sliding his hand up to the back of my head catching much of my hair between his fingers. He then simply squeezed his hand into a tight fist catching my hair in his fingers causing my head to lift back as I cried out very loudly while the heat from my sex and the chills in my spine found each other. I couldn't hold back any longer. "Oh... Master...Please let me cummm!" I didn't even wait for his okay, I couldn't. I began to shudder and my legs began to shake as my climax took hold of me. Karl started to suck on my clit just then and my cries became more bellowing. He squeezed his hand that still had hold of my hair and pulled back sharply. "Oooooooh... my God!" My eyes rolled into the back of my head, and I just allowed the waves of pleasure to ebb and flow throughout my body. I began rocking my hips from side to side gently as his tongue continued lapping at the swollen lips outside of my pussy. He again pushed his mouth into me and began sucking on my clit. I gasped intensely not expecting that again, he sucked even harder and when I cried out he pulled back sharply on my hair, which he still had securely wrapped around his fingers. I moaned quite loudly as my little button was very sensitive there. He continued unabatedly sucking harder and harder with one hand still holding my hair firmly, the other slid up the inner part of my thigh pinching my tender skin there as I tried to get my breathing under control. I was losing it completely. At that moment he plunged his fingers into my soaking wet, burning hot pussy. I screeched as he buried them deeper inside me. My legs quivered and started to spasm and I felt my whole body rippling as the orgasmic tidal waves flowed freely into every cell in my body and every nerve ending was at attention. A moment later as I was trying to slow my breathing that was coming more like quick gasps for air; I could still feel the electricity in my pulse. He gently wiggled his fingers which were still inside of me, sending another bolt of electricity through me. I groaned loudly to let him know I was now sensitive there too. In response to my protest, he once again dug into me and took my extremely hypersensitive swollen clit into his mouth and began sucking. I squealed and tried to pull away. He brought both of his hands to my hips and held me firmly, as he continued to suck ferociously. I was howling and trying desperately to pull myself away from him. He dug his fingers forcefully into my hips and had an unyielding hold of me. I didn't think I could take anymore, yet his sucking continued and his fingers were now digging and pinching the tender skin surrounding my hips I began whimpering loudly now, "No... No... please Karl...please." And at that second his teeth clamped down on my clit and I screamed as my body began to convulse violently. I no longer recognized the sounds as coming from me. I felt a flood of euphoria rush through my whole body. I was so overwhelmed with sensation that my body suddenly went weak. Karl quickly wrapped his arms around my waist and gently eased me to the carpeted floor. He reached up to the couch and pulled down two cushions easing one under my head as he pulled off my blindfold. He spooned behind me and held me, planting gentle loving kisses all over my neck and whispering softly into my ear. With his arms tight around me he asks "You ok, love?" I said, "I'm better than ok... I'm Yours." Dinner Time Ch. 02 In Dinner Time Ch. 01 Lexy was pushed beyond her limits by her Master. However, in her heated desire, she forgot the rules... * I almost fell asleep in Karl's arms on the floor. He always knew just how to push me. He knew me so well. Even when I said no, he could push me past my limits and help me reach new heights. I honestly believe I wouldn't be the person I was today without him in my life. He has helped me to become so strong. I was feeling so elated, and still intoxicated from that whole experience. I was ready now to please him. To reciprocate the undulating passion he provided me. I was ready to give him anything he could possibly desire... I wriggled myself just loose enough from his arms to turn over and face him. I pulled my arms up and around his neck. I had to pause and just gaze into his beautiful brown eyes for a moment. They were filled with love and quiet confidence. His lips formed a sensual smile as he gazed back at me. I rested my head on his chest for a couple of minutes as I began to undo the buttons on his shirt. Once it was open all the way, exposing his smooth chest, I released a soft sigh as I enjoyed his beauty. He was such an incredibly good looking and sexy man, there have been so many times when I just couldn't believe we were together. I was so overjoyed to belong to him. I slid his shirt over his shoulder and he helped to shrug it off. I caressed his shoulder taking great pleasure in the smoothness of his skin. I let my hand trail down and across his chest pausing briefly on his nipple, as I took it between by thumb and finger and rolled it gently while planting a soft kiss in the hollow of his neck. He let out a soft moan. I slid my hand just under his arm and let the backs of my fingers trail down his side slowly as I took his nipple in my mouth and sucked ever so gently. I could feel the slight vibration in his chest as a pleasure sound came up from deep in is throat. My hand found its way to his belt and swiftly unbuckled it. I slipped the button open and shimmied myself down until I had my teeth on his zipper. I raised my eyes to watch his face as I eased his zipper down with my teeth and released his cock which was growing and seemed to me happy to be freed from confinement. Without removing his trousers, I looked up to him, letting him watch me lick my lips enthusiastically before they opened and covered the head of his cock. Then, I gently closed my lips over it and tasted him with the tip of my tongue. I continued in this manner for a minute and then pulled away. I reached up and pulled the cushion out from under his head and tossed it on the couch and then did the same with mine. I got up onto my knees and while still licking my lips I asked him if he would prefer to sit on the couch to be more comfortable. Karl smiled mischievously as he pulled himself up, letting his trousers fall to his ankles and stepped out of them. He then settled comfortably into the soft cushion of the couch. I remained on my knees before him, waiting anxiously to service him. On my knees still, I made my way closer to him and settled in between his legs and began to caress his body with both of my hands. I reached around caressing his sides up and down; I could see the goose flesh rising on his skin. I let my hands travel across his chest again and down to his waist as I leaned forward and reached in to tongue his belly button. I could feel my warm breasts almost cradling his cock, so I made a point of pushing my chest further into him and feeling his hardness against the softness of my breasts made my sex contract. I squeezed my thighs together a little to settle myself, feeling a slight shudder as I let out a quiet moan. I slid my hands down to his hips and then further stroking up and down the backs of his legs, I began planting soft kisses on his inner thighs; all the way down to the backs of his knees, one and then the other, neglecting no area of this sensitive skin. I hooked my arms behind his knees and in one strong and smooth motion, I pulled him toward me so he was laid all the way back with his tail bone resting just at the edge of the couch cushion, in this position his legs fell open wider on their own. He let out a pleasurable little sound of surprise which made me feel somewhat triumphant at my boldness. I continued with the soft kisses on his thighs until I reached the highest part of his inner thigh and I began to lick his satiny skin just on the outside of his scrotum. I then cradled his balls in one hand and gently lifted them up, exposing the sensitive strip of skin behind them that leads to his back exit. I felt him shudder as I ran my tongue up and down along this strip. I gently squeezed his buttocks letting my finger seem to accidently poke gently in to his little hole. I could tell that he enjoyed that as he lifted his hips to allow me easier access. At that, I lifted his balls up again and continued tonguing him. I let my tongue trail all the way back till it just touched his hole, and then forward sliding up the front of his sac and taking one ball into my mouth sucking gently for a moment before heading back the other way again, this time circling his hole with my tongue. He reacted so agreeably to this; I just had to thrust my tongue into him to see if it would please him. It certainly seemed to as he let out a deep groan and wrapped his hands around the back of my head pulling me toward him. I thrusted my tongue in deeper, while cradling his balls gently. I continued this for a minute, and swiped the whole strip with my tongue again, as I took hold of his cock. I slipped the tip of his cock back into my eager and hungry mouth as I let the length of it rest on my tongue. I then placed one hand on his balls and the other closed over the base of the shaft of his cock and I began taking him into my mouth and then pulling back... just slightly. As I brought my head forward, I pushed more of his shaft between my lips and began to move my tongue around and over the head of his cock. It was growing and getting harder as I slid my mouth up and down his shaft, allowing my saliva to lubricate him, making the slurping noises I knew he enjoyed. With both hands he quickly entwined his fingers into my hair and pulled my head forward making me take half of his cock in that one move and I gagged just a little. Using his two fisted grip on my hair, he pushed my head back just a little, then he pulled my head down tight against his groin. He continued pushing until the tip of his cock touched the back of my throat. I felt my throat open up for him as I held all of his cock in my mouth and it felt like he was hardening even more. He was guiding my head and pushing his cock deeper into my mouth. I reached one hand up to cradle his balls and with the other I slid a finger into his ass. Having a good hold of my hair, still moving my head back and forth, the movements started getting harder and faster and his breaths were getting shorter and shorter. I pushed my finger deep into his ass, suddenly I felt his cock begin to throb and just as he groaned deep in his chest, I felt the first shot of hot liquid hit the back of my throat. He had such a tight hold of my hair, and he pulled my head forward again. By doing this, it pushed his cock all the way against the back of my throat. "Yes, that's it... swallow it love;" He groaned low and long as the hot liquid spilled down my throat. I slowly released his now softening cock from my mouth, cleaning it as I pulled away. When I pulled the head from between my lips, I let my tongue take one last swipe across the slit on the tip, catching the last droplet of liquid that rested there. I rested my head on his thigh and caressed his hips as his breathing slowly returned to normal. I actually enjoyed being enslaved by his hands and made to take his cock in my mouth on his terms. I was grateful for it, because I learned another way to please him. "When did you get so strong and forceful?" He asked playfully as he stroked the back of my head gently. "I really don't know Love... but you seemed to enjoy my being so adventurous." I looked up at him with a mischievous grin as I remained on my knees before him. Then I asked, "Was that ok?" "Of course it was ok, it was wonderful love," He squeezed the back of my neck. "I don't want you to ever hold back; ok," he said as he went back to stroking the back of my head. He raised my chin with his finger so I was looking directly at him and I nodded in agreement. "Now, we must discuss the little matter of your pleasure earlier." His tone of voice still sounded loving, but his expression made him look slightly displeased as he continued, "You do understand you are to cum only when I permit it?" I nodded looking up at him as innocently as I could. "This is not something new for you, something perhaps you are unclear about?" "No Master," I said as I lowered my head and quickly rewound in my mind to just a little earlier this evening, and remembered asking for permission to cum only once, but couldn't recall if a reply ever came. Karl pushed my chin back up forcing me to look at him in spite of my shame for my disobedience. "Do you recall how many times you came this evening?" Closing my eyes and reliving the intensity of that experience, made me begin to squirm around a bit. I counted three; yes three very intense mind blowing orgasms. "How many?" Karl asked in a more commanding tone now. "Three," I answered cautiously. "Yes... Three ... That is correct... So, I think that is the number of days in which you will not be permitted to cum under any circumstances. I can assure you this is not going to be easy, but you will learn self control. I hope you remember in future what is expected of you in these situations." "Yes Master... Thank You" "Ok ... It's done ... Come here," and he patted the spot on the couch beside him. I pulled myself up to the couch and settled in close to him, leaning my naked skin next to his and resting my head on his chest as he slipped his arms around me. I felt so contented and so secure. I could have stayed here in his arms forever. After several minutes like this I remembered dinner. "Are you hungry Love?" I asked. "Yes... I most certainly am," he said, and suddenly had a very fierce look in his eyes. He stood up and retrieved his trousers from the floor and pulled his keys out of his pocket. At the same time I stood to head back into the kitchen to turn on the oven. He swiftly took a firm hold of my wrists and led me in the direction of the spare room. I had a huge chill travel my entire body and my heart skipped several beats as I gasped out loud. The spare room is where Karl keeps his many toys and objects of pleasure, pain and punishment, along with a few things he has rigged up and constructed on his own. He hasn't taken me to that room in over three weeks since he had been doing some renovations in there, and had been very secretive as to what exactly he was doing. The hairs on the back of my neck stood tingling from fear, as the juice from my pussy started to accumulate again. Oh I was in trouble, especially already being aware that I wasn't going to be permitted to cum... Oh, I was in big trouble... Dinner Time Ch. 03 In part two, Lexy was reminded what is expected of her. For her transgressions whe will not be permitted to cum under any circumstances for three days... Oh, she is in for quite the test... * Karl unlocked the door to the spare room with one hand still holding me by my wrists. He flipped the light switch illuminating the room with black fluorescent light, enough to see and move about, but still quite dim. The black light softened the room and gave it a nice purple hue. It occurred to me how rarely I'd ever seen that room. Oh Karl had taken me in there many, many times, but I was blindfolded before even entering, at least 90% of the time, and it seemed he was constantly making changes. I was guided into the room as he closed the door behind us. "On your knees, hands behind your back, eyes forward," he simply yet clearly instructed, as he motioned with a glance to a softy carpeted area just near the door. I quickly slipped into position as instructed. The room looked like something out of a movie. I took advantage of the chance to soak it all in, and was in awe of just how much thought and care Karl had put into that room, our special room. Karl set about lighting some amber scented candles that were spread across a thin wooden shelf attached to the wall. He had made that shelf in wood shop when he was in high school and kept it all these years. He re-stained it last year with a black stain to fit the style of the room more appropriately. The aroma from the amber candles was already filling the room, and the memories evoked from that scent were heightening my arousal even further, which brought my attention back to the fact that I knew I wasn't going to be permitted to cum. My thoughts were racing, "Oh... what is he going to do with me? ... How am I going to control my self? ...When he can make me climax with the slightest touch ... With a look ... With his voice." I began to squirm on my knees as I tried to clench the juices back into my sex. "Be still! ... Legs apart!" he commanded. When ever he used that tone of voice, I completely melted. It took every ounce of self control I could assemble in me just to remain still. I had to hold my breath briefly and then took long slow breaths, and focused on my breathing. Karl mumbled something under his breath and started to leave the room, He turned to me and said, "I'll be right back ... Don't move." I took advantage of that time to explore the room again with my eyes. The window was covered in a rich red, heavy, almost velvety textured fabric, which hung from an intricate thick iron rod. The walls were painted in grays and charcoals in a faux brick pattern, but done so well that it really looked like brick. The ceiling was done in thick stucco which almost appeared dripping in some spots. The floor, with the exception of a few throw rugs here and there was a basement like cold gray concrete. The wall opposite the window had several hooks which displayed Karl's good sized collection of spanking implements. Even in the dim light I was overwhelmed just looking at it. There were floggers of leather, suede, rope, and even one that looked like fur. Just looking at these made me feel like something was crawling up the back of my neck as I shivered violently for a second. To the right of the flogger collection was a leather paddle and I saw two tawses, one with two fingers one with three fingers. I felt a little tremor at the thought of how that one might sting. Hanging underneath were wooden paddles and of course Karl's favorite cane, the one that made the swishy sound I knew all too well, although fortunately for me Karl had never used it harshly, I imagined if he did it would be quite unpleasant. Hanging in a very orderly fashion, were various cuffs and restraints. There were leather wrist and ankle cuffs the ones that attached to the eye rings on the St. Andrews Cross that stood in front of the wall perpendicular to the window. Karl had constructed it when we first bought this house. The Cross had been stained in that same dark stain as the shelf, and had 5 coats of polyurethane; I remember him telling me that, so it was quite smooth and had a little shine to it. He had also attached plenty of eye rings for attaching the wrist, ankle and thigh cuffs. Next to those cuffs were two pairs of police type handcuffs, several long strips of soft leather, a variety of silk scarves and two different kinds of rope. There were two chests side by side that sat on the floor just under the window, one topped with red leather and the other in black leather. The last time I was in this room and allowed to see, the red chest was the one that contained some of the other toys. From memory, I think there were two butt plugs, one smaller and one just a little too big for my liking, a variety of dildos and vibrators, several containers of lubricant, the dreaded evil little nipple clamps and various other items. The St. Andrews Cross was really the focal point in the room; it is the classic dungeon piece that made this room look so ominous. Although there were several places in this room that Karl could restrain me, like the door hangers, the thick iron rings that were somehow fastened to the floor and customized just for me at just the perfect distance to spread my arms and legs to their limit, so that I could not move at all. Between these rings lay a very soft white thick fur rug. I heard Karl coming and it sounded like he was dragging something. I made sure my legs were spread as they were supposed to be. My sex was throbbing as it squeezed out another droplet of fluid onto my thigh. I had another chill as the hairs on the back of my neck raised again in anticipation, and once again my thoughts began to race. From where I knelt, my back was to the door. I could hear whatever it was Karl was dragging was left just at the door as he approached me from behind and slipped a silk over my eyes. I strained my eyes a little and I could see shapes and shadows through the dark silk, so I wasn't completely in darkness. I wondered if this was intentional. Karl placed his hands on my shoulders and leaned down and kissed me softly and sweetly on my neck letting his lips linger there for a moment, breathing onto my skin, causing goose flesh to rise all over my arms and up and down my sides. He whispered into my ear, "Tonight, I have a special surprise for you my love." I released a long sigh, as the internal dialogue in my head continued, "This is going to be so hard... I feel like I could cum right now, over and over, just from his slight touch, just from his provocative voice... Oh please don't let me fail him." Karl went back to the door and resumed his production of bringing in his surprise. As he dragged it to the center of the room, I could make out the shape of it, sort of. It was large and square... no, rectangular. There was something rather large at the top of it, looked like a mushroom shape. I wasn't sure, but I was very curious. "What could this thing possibly be?" My mind was swimming with curiosity. I suddenly became very aware of my body as my shoulders were beginning to ache a little from clenching my hands behind my back all this time, and my legs were falling asleep from kneeling and sitting back on my heels. I hoped he was going to release me from this position soon. No sooner did I have this thought then he approached me again. He slipped in close behind me and twirled a few strands of my hair in his finger and lovingly planted a warm kiss on my cheek as he applied a gentle tug to my hair causing another quick chill to pass down my spine and land deep in my groin. I clenched tight with resistance, I was determined not to fail him. I wanted so desperately to show him my obedience. At that moment he freed the blindfold from my eyes and said, "Happy Birthday my love." My birthday was a week ago so I was quite surprised by his gesture. I squinted for a moment to readjust my eyes, and in the candlelight and the purple hue of the room I saw before me what Karl had lovingly constructed with his own hands. A very large red silk ribbon sat atop a beautifully constructed and well-designed spanking bench, it was stained in the same dark stain as the St. Andrews Cross and the wall shelf. It had padded top and knee supports that were covered in soft black leather. It actually looked very comfortable, almost welcoming. Attached to several points were large eye rings similar to the ones on the Cross. It almost made me look forward to my next spanking. "Oh God... I was in trouble tonight," I thought to myself as I felt that all too familiar drip on my inner thigh. "God help me" Karl instructed me to stand now. I was clandestinely relieved as I complied, slowly letting the blood run back into my legs, as I stood with my hands still clasped behind my back. Opening the red leather covered chest, Karl was digging for something specific. I could hear the subtle jingling of a chain, and I shuddered, because I knew what was coming. I tensed up all over whilst he approached me slowly; he had that fierce look shining in his eyes. That look, I knew all too well. I shivered again, a little too obvious this time, causing him to smirk at me mischievously. Karl held up the chain that held the nipple clamps and swung it playfully at my eye level and grinned as he saw my eyes widen. He cupped my breasts, leaned in and softly began to nibble at my nipples, one and the other as I tried desperately to muffle the moans escaping my lips. He then took both of my nipples, one in each hand and tweaked them with his thumb and finger, rolling them, squeezing them until they were nice and hard. I inhaled in a backwards pant as the pleasure waves rippled down to my groin. He then took one nipple clamp and pinching the end open he placed it over my hard nipple and quickly let go. I gasped loudly at the sharp pain as it bit into my flesh. "Breathe my love...You know it will ease," He said so lovingly, and he was right as usual, after five seconds the initial shock was over and the pain had ceased to include pleasure that shot from nipple to groin. As he placed the other clamp on I began to pant at the sensations rippling through my body. A small whimper escaped me as my eyes watered a little and Karl just chuckled deviously at that. He reached up and dragged his knuckles across the clamps sending bolts of pleasure/pain to my groin. I involuntarily squealed and jumped ever so slightly. As Karl stepped back towards the spanking bench he took a look at me and I was told to let my hands rest at my sides, while he unraveled the red silk ribbon or I should say ribbons. The big red bow was made up of several lengths of thick ribbon which he collected now in his hand and smoothing them out one by one, he threw them over his shoulder. I shuddered again in frustrated anticipation. My nipples were throbbing as was my sex. I inhaled deeply and felt the passion brewing deep in my belly. He approached me and took my hand and walked me towards the Cross. I wasn't expecting that at all. I thought for sure he was going to want to try out his new toy. I really should know by now, to always expect the unexpected when it comes to Karl. He has never in all the time I have been with him, ever done anything predictable. That was one of the many exciting things I loved so much about him. He held my hand as I stepped up the few inches to the base of the cross, with my front facing it, it seemed so menacing and the little hairs on the back of my neck stood once again. He didn't tell me where to put my arms or legs as I leaned forward and raised my arms in a vee against the flat wood. Another mistake on my part, I should never assume to know what he is expecting at any given moment. He cruelly reminded me of that fact by once again dragging his knuckles across the clamp on one of my nipples, causing me to squeal involuntarily again as the searing sensation shot straight down between my legs, causing further heat to emanate from my pussy. He decided at that moment he wanted me facing forward, not backward, and instructed me to turn around. I immediately complied with his wishes as I quickly spun myself around to face him. He took my right foot and placed it against the bottom of the cross. He pulled one of the red silk ribbons through the bottom ring and wrapped it around my ankle. The softness of the silk against my skin felt exquisite and as he looped it through again and pulled it tight I felt a familiar twinge of excitement in my sex. He began spiraling upwards as he proceeded to bind my lower leg to the wood plank, tying off the red silk just above my knee at the next ring. He repeated this with the other leg making me feel a little off balance. He slipped around behind me, behind the cross, and pulled one of the ribbons across my hips and around the center of the cross where he tied it snugly at the back. Karl stepped back to have a look at me as if deciding his next move. He looked like an artist deciding which part to mold next. It was actually quite fascinating to watch him so intent in his design. He approached again and pulled one of my arms up and began to wrap it in the same fashion as my legs, but he started at the top of my arm close to the shoulder and worked his way up to my wrist. This pulled me back on an angle in such a way that although my body was supported, my head and neck were leaning back uncomfortably. Karl being exceptionally observant and attentive as usual came up with a clever solution, as he once again slipped behind me and tied two ribbons to the hooks closest to my elbows and pulled them taught across behind me creating a hammock for me to rest my head. I leaned my head back and closed my eyes as I let out a soft sigh of appreciation for his caring as I thought once again about just how much I loved him and how grateful I was to have him in my life. My one remaining arm was next, and was bound in the same fashion. I just loved the feeling of the silk against my skin and I felt so secure bound so tightly against the cross. With my eyes closed, I reveled in these sensations. My nipples had finally ceased to throb as I became accustomed to the clamps that pinched them so tightly. I swear just like he could read my mind, he reached into the red chest and pulled out a small shiny black box. I shuddered to myself as I wondered what he was up to now, as he and the little shiny black box disappeared. Karl returned just moments later with a large glass of ice and two glasses of red wine. He held one of the wine glasses to my lips as I sipped appreciatively and he placed the glasses on the little wooden shelf. I suddenly felt pressure against the highest part of my inner thigh. He was wrapping the ribbon not around the cross this time but just around the little fatty part of my inner thigh and attached it to the hook pulling tightly and doing the same on the other side exposing me as much as I could be exposed in this position, and also with the tops of my thighs and my hips tightly bound, there would be no wiggling for me. Once I was in this position, Karl began to tug on my labia. I would have given anything to be able to squeeze my thighs together at that moment. I inhaled sharply as he continued this torment, pulling, stretching, squeezing and rubbing my sex lips causing them to plump. I closed my eyes for what only seemed like a second and unexpectedly and without warning I felt a sharp pain biting into one of my pussy lips. I gasped quite loudly, as I heard Karl shushing me as he kissed me softly on the belly. I looked down to where his hand was, and I saw a shiny little clamp in his hand and realized what was happening. He was putting clamps on my labia too. I braced myself for the next one, knowing it would be worse if I were tensed up, but I couldn't relax knowing it was coming. I closed my eyes again and drew in a couple of long slow breaths... and before I had a chance to brace myself, the next one was already biting into my flesh. "Ahhh," I screeched, but before the sound was completely out of my mouth, I felt the soothing sensation of my moisture being squeezed out of my pussy as it involuntarily clenched with pleasure causing my juice to trickle onto my aching lips. Karl began to stroke my clit at that instant and I thought I was going to lose it, but then he shifted and started stroking me just ever so slightly off that spot. I tried to grind my hips into his hand, but they were bound so tight against the cross, I couldn't move them at all. I let out a frustrated groan, and was rewarded with a tug of the chain on my nipple clamps, causing a repeat of the initial bite of their placement. This time I bit back my cry and inhaled deeply and was surprised that the pleasure waves came much quicker this time. Karl reached for the wine once again and I noticed the little black box was resting open on the little wooden shelf. He again brought the glass to my lips and after I swallowed a sip of wine he reached up and kissed my lips softly and lovingly. The taste of him, the scent of him, made me ache with desire once again. When Karl returned the glasses to the shelf, he took something out of the little black box. I couldn't make out what it was but I feared it just the same when I saw the little smile forming on Karl's lips. As he came closer I saw dangling from his fingers what looked like a pair of earrings. I was quickly corrected of that thought when he hung one of them to the clamp on each of my nipples. I half whimpered, half moaned as the weights, I now realized they were, tugged at the clamps causing them to bite into my nipples once again. The pleasure/pain raced to my sex and the throbbing in my nipples and the throbbing in my sex lips all turned into an ache of desire in my pussy as I desperately tried to clench my inner thighs only to be reminded that I was completely helpless. Karl turned to the shelf again, and I tried to hold in the soft whimper that threatened to escape my lips. He turned back to me and reached his hand out to my nipple and once again I gasped as I felt sharp coldness and wetness and realized he was rubbing ice on me. I tried to withdraw, but I couldn't move my body, the sharp attempt to move away was enough to jiggle the weights causing another pull to the clamps. I was completely imprisoned as his other hand came toward me and joined in on the torture. After tormenting my nipples with the ice for a minute, Karl leaned close to me and asked, "Are you cold love?" All I could manage was a shaky, "mhmmm." The next thing I knew the wine glass was at my lips again. I gratefully sipped at it, and closed my eyes as I swallowed. Suddenly Karl fisted one hand into my hair and before I had a chance to let my pleasure sound escape my lips, I froze as I realized what he was about to do... Dinner Time Ch. 04 My eyes widened as I saw the candle in his hand. He reached up with the other hand to the back of my head and grasped a handful of my hair as he swirled the melted wax around in its holder slowly as if to taunt me with it. He tightened his grip on my hair and lifted the candle and tilted it over one nipple. The molten wax came spilling down over it seemingly in slow motion giving me time to become truly scared. The heat of it hit my skin, not even hurting at first. It was just slowly spreading pleasant warmth. Then all of the sudden the burn kicked in. I yelped without meaning to, and before I had a chance to breathe through it the wax was pouring down over my other nipple. "Breathe Love, its ok," He whispered softly and lovingly as he let go of my hair and he reached between my thighs slipping two fingers into my throbbing sex. The pleasure was more intense than anything I had ever felt. "Is that better?" he asked. He continued thrusting his fingers in and out of my pussy, as I began breathing deeper and more rapidly. I was so absorbed in the pleasure between my legs that I didn't realize he was getting ready to tip the candle over me again. Once again I felt that warmth that quickly turned into an aching burn as the melted wax spilled over my nipples and dripped down my breasts. This time I focused on my breathing as he instructed me earlier, and I was able to convert the pain into wonderful endorphins. He began to stroke my clit as I rode out the searing pleasure. The sensations were incredible. "Please!" I had no control of that sneaking out of my mouth. "No talking now!" Once more he lifted the candle and poured the wax. It came down in a rain of blazing heat, but this time the pleasure kicked right in with the pain, and I started panting hard, trying to gain control over myself, but then he pressed the wax into my skin with his fingers causing the heat to radiate. The pleasure/pain travelled through my body and I became dizzy and overwhelmed with sensation. I couldn't hold back the moans coming from deep in my belly, "Oh! Please..." Karl started rubbing my clit as he reached up and tugged sharply at the chain between my nipples causing the weights to swing and the clamps to bite into my flesh again, "Oh Please what?" He asked. I clenched my teeth and held my breath trying to fight the pre-orgasmic waves that were washing over me, as he reached up and snatched a handful of my hair and pulled hard... "Please Master! ... Please...I can't...I can't... Please! ..." I could barely breathe to get out the words. Releasing my hair and quickly withdrawing his hand from my sex, Karl turned to the shelf again and came back with ice cubes in his hand and began rubbing them against my sex. I think he was trying to bring me out of that state a bit. I wanted to pull away from the coldness, but I couldn't move, reminding me again of how helpless I was at the moment. The ice did actually pull me back from the intensity of that pre orgasmic state a little. Still I was aching with a desire to cum. I let out an audible groan, knowing the ice won't cool me much, and not for long, the hunger was too strong. Karl turned again to the shelf and the little black box, and as he reached into the box, I began to feel frustrated. "What more, could he possibly add to my torment right now?" I wondered. I didn't know how much more I could take. I was teetering at the edge. The most incredible, mind blowing orgasm was threatening to take over me, and I was becoming too weak to fight it. Without realizing I was making it, I heard an annoying sound of frustration come from my throat and echo in the room. The sound made me envision a little girl with pigtails, arms crossed, face scrunched up and stomping her foot. Well, I was no little girl, and those were not earrings dangling in Karl's hand either, as he spun around in response to my "complaint." He raised one eyebrow at me as if daring me to complain. I whimpered softly to myself as I clenched my teeth over my lips to hold back the loud groan that threatened to escape me. As he slipped in close to me, I was begging him with my eyes to allow me to have some release. He placed one hand on my hip and dropped to his knees. I shuddered at the thought of what he might be planning for me while he was so close I could feel his breath warm against my sex. I inhaled deeply and released my breath slowly as if beginning a meditation. Karl reached for the clamps that had been imprisoning my labia and tugged gently at them, sending pleasure waves deep into my core as I sighed loudly. It was then when I realized what the set of weights he had in his hand were intended for. He slipped a weight onto one clamp and before the moan completely left my lips, the other was attached. As I sharply inhaled the dangling weights clanked together causing a vibration in my sex that stimulated me all the way to my root. As if I wasn't struggling enough to control myself, I now had the weights to contend with. My labia were feeling pretty stretched from the weights, and whenever I moved, even just the slight amount that I could in my position, the weights would touch together causing me even more arousal. Karl knew I was teetering so close to the edge, he also knew how to control me completely. He was aware that he held the power to flick a switch and turn me off and on at his will. He chose at that moment to use his greatest force against me... his voice. "How does it feel?" He asked, as he flicked the weights with his finger causing them to clank against each other, inflicting even deeper arousal, but it was his voice that was truly tormenting me, because with his voice he could control my pleasure waves from across the room if he chose to. I tried desperately to hold back the sounds that matched the waves of pleasure coursing through me as I pressed my lips tightly together, and inhaled ever so slowly through my nose and held in the breath for a few seconds to trap the deep moan before it reached my vocal chords, then releasing my breath as slow as I could. "How does it feel?" He repeated, as he stroked his hands up and down my inner thighs, generating thousands of goose bumps all over my flesh. "I love that you are so sensitive." He slid one hand all the way back up my thigh and thrust three fingers this time inside me. My sex convulsed around his fingers as I groaned passionately. I was wet, soaking wet and aching. I could not even believe the intensity of the combined sensations of my nipples so alive, throbbing and tingling with pleasure, and my pussy pulsing and squeezing his fingers as they stretched and dug deeper inside me and the weight and pinch of the clamps on my lips, stretching and pulling and vibrating like the ring of a bell. "Oh help me!" I thought to myself. "I can feel how wet you are Lexy, I know you want to come all over my hand, don't you?" I could barely stand it, I groaned so deep and long as I shook my head. His voice was firm and commanding as he said, "That's right... not yet." He continued to stroke me deep inside my pussy and angled his fingers to rub against my g-spot. I had to bite my lip as the pleasure expanded into a tight spiral of heat and need. My head was spinning out of control. "Not yet Lexy... Hold it back... control it... For Me." I held my breath and squeezed my eyes tightly shut, biting my lip so hard I almost drew blood. I was most definitely teetering on the edge of climax but I had to hold back, I had to. I didn't want to fail him again. Karl's fingers began pumping harder inside me and I felt tears spring from my eyes and spill down my cheeks. "I know how much you want to please me Lexy." The pleasure was overwhelming, but my desire to please him was deeper. I would do anything for him, anything. My nipples, my sex, my arms and legs, everything, ached and burned with need. The brink of climax was so intense it began to feel like an orgasm in itself, a very long lingering wave of nearly unbearable pleasure. "Ooh Master ... Master...I... I...Master!" I implored as my eyes were just about to roll back into my head. He very abruptly withdrew his hand from inside me, while he simultaneously jerked on the chain connecting the nipple clamps enough to make them bite into me again and to poke through the now hardened wax, then taking both clamps between his fingers at the same time he squeezed the ends and released my imprisoned nipples. I squealed as I felt the blood rush back into them like fire that just found oxygen and blazed out of control. I was breathing with a hitch, as tears welled again in my eyes and I felt a tear caress my cheek. I was out of control, full of such overwhelming sensation, frustration and confusion. He may have suppressed that orgasm, but I was still floating, to where I didn't know, but I was floating. He leaned in to kiss my tears away. I just closed my eyes and soaked in his tenderness as I tried to slow my breathing. I wanted so desperately to show him my obedience, and I was grateful for his withdrawal just then, because I was surely about to fail. I kind of felt like he was giving me a second chance, I was determined not to let him down. I felt something against my lips. I opened my eyes to realize Karl was giving me more wine to drink. I sipped greedily at the wine and just let it flow down the back of my throat. When I had enough, I turned my head away, and he removed the glass, putting it back on the shelf. When Karl turned back to me, he began to peel away the now hardened wax from my breasts. It felt cool and soothing as the air flowed over them with the blanket of wax lifted. His hands gently caressed the tender skin of my breasts. He then reached into the chest and came out with a cotton pad and a bottle of oil. He poured the oil over my breasts and began massaging it in and wiped it off with the cotton pad. The oil smelt like almonds, it was delicious and the feeling of Karl's hands upon my breasts, caressing and smoothing them, was very relaxing and of course... stimulating. Karl reached above my head and loosened the knot of the silk ribbon from the hook closest to my wrist, then released the knot above my shoulder. He hooked his fingers around the smooth silk right at the hollow of the inside of my elbow. In one smooth motion, he pulled at the ribbon and I felt the silk caressing my skin as it easily unwrapped and slowly slipped free, giving me goose bumps again. He reached for my hand and brushed the back of it with his lips before resting it against my side. He released the ribbon from my opposite leg just as smoothly and then the other leg. I still felt like I was drifting as I remained on the cross supported only by the binding on my hips and my inner thighs, and my one arm. I felt as relaxed as if I were lying atop the softest feather bed. As he released my inner thighs he let the ribbons tangle around the dangling weights from the clamps still gripping my labia. I released another soft moan from deep in my throat as I shivered. He reached up again and effortlessly freed my remaining bound arm. My arm fell heavily to my side of its own will and I had to grasp the sides of the cross to balance myself. Karl reached around my waist and slipped his hands behind the cross to untie my hips and I simply fell into his arms. Still holding me, Karl took a few steps back toward the black chest and sat down with me cradled in his lap. He held me this way for several minutes and gently rocked as he stroked the back of my hair and planted gentle kisses on my neck. I felt a shiver start at the base of my neck and travel straight down my spine expanding into my core, filling me with an energy I could live off of forever. I knew that feeling, that energy, it was his love. I was more determined than ever to please him. I would do whatever it took to show him my submission. There was no better feeling in the world. It felt like time was suspended as Karl held me in his arms. The trance I was in was interrupted by Karl's soft whisper in my ear. "You are doing very well Lexy... I am so pleased... I want you to stand up now and face me." Without hesitation, I stood to my feet, turned toward him and awaited further instruction. Karl tapped the inside of my thigh indicating to me to open my legs further, which of course I complied. He then reached in and swiftly released the labia clamps as I squealed and jumped backwards almost falling to the floor as he steadied me by grabbing my hips. My sex lips immediately began to throb and burn with heat as they felt so enormous against my pussy. He then suggested I use the ladies room before returning to him. When I entered the bathroom, the first thing I had noticed was how incredibly flushed and pink my cheeks were. I looked as though I had just come in from building a snowman, complete with the "hat head". I was anything but cold though, even though my now purplish nipples would have fooled you as they jutted straight out hard as rocks. As I attempted to relieve myself I could not believe how swollen my sex lips were. When I was done I took a cool washcloth and just held it there for a minute before washing up. I splashed some water on my face and ran a brush through my hair before returning to Karl. Karl was in the kitchen on the telephone and I could hear what sounded like him filling our glasses. He hadn't instructed otherwise, so I returned to our special room and stood in front of the black chest as I was before and waited for Karl. He came in the room and placed our filled wine glasses on the shelf and walked around to stand behind me as he began to caress my sides gently with his hands, then placing both hands on my shoulders and kissing the back of my neck, giving me a pleasant shiver, he slid his hands down my arms until his hands encircled my wrists. He pulled my hands behind my back and held both wrists with one hand and began walking me toward the wall where he retrieved a long scarf and proceeded to bind my wrists together. I was instantly wet again... Leading me by my elbow, Karl walked me to the new spanking bench, where he placed his hand on the back of my neck and squeezed, indicating to me to kneel, which I did on the soft padded knee support and he pushed between my shoulder blades for me to bend my upper body over the top of the bench which was also softly padded and covered with very soft leather. This was slightly awkward with my hands bound behind my back as they were, but I didn't complain. I suddenly felt my legs being pulled further apart and cuffs being wrapped around my ankles and then my ankles were secured to the rings with my knees as far apart as they could be without falling off of the bench. He then reached up and pulled me forward by my shoulders forcing my ass up higher, and then secured my knees into position. I shuddered wondering what he was going to use on me, was it going to be somewhat gentle and pleasant or was it going to be too much for me, was I going to love it or... I couldn't understand why I was so incredibly wet and so scared at the same time. I shivered again as I felt a trickle of my pussy juice on my inner thigh. Karl walked over to the red chest again and gathered some things; I could only raise my ass higher as I rocked my hips eagerly awaiting his return. I couldn't see what he had, and I didn't care either, I wanted whatever it was, I was sure Karl was about to take me to the land of pleasure again. From what seemed out of nowhere I felt wet spill across my ass and pussy lips. As he stroked me and began to rub my clit, I realized he had poured lubricant on me. I purred in appreciation as I felt a deep wave of pleasure travelling through me already. He continued to stroke my clit as he slipped a finger into my ass. I moaned in pleasure and he thrusted it in deeper for just a moment before he withdrew his finger and replaced it with something else. "Oh no, not the butt plug," was all that was going through my mind as he slipped it in, twisting and turning as it entered me. I soon realized it wasn't the largest one and was relieved, as I relaxed my muscles and just tried to enjoy the sensation. Karl gave it one last push as I gasped, and it was now firmly in place. "SMACK!" his hand suddenly landed on my ass with a sting, I squealed with surprise as his hand came down with another firm 'whack.' I could feel the pressure of the butt plug as I squeezed my muscles together in anticipation of the next strike. The hard spanks continued, "whack, whack, whack!" I just moaned and raised my ass up to meet each slap of his hand as if in harmony with the cadence of it all. I could feel my own wetness dripping again. I began to writhe as his thumb pressed against the plug in my asshole. I was on fire inside and wanted my bottom to be on fire too. I cried out as the hard smacks continued without let up, but then the spanks started getting even harder and Karl paused more between each hit, smoothing his hand in a circular motion over my tender cheeks. Just as I had wished for moments before that, my ass was on fire as each time Karl seemed to hit just that little bit harder. Oh, then it started stinging pretty good as tears began running down my cheeks. Finally the pain got to be too much and I sobbed out loud. At that exact moment he started rubbing my clit again, hard and fast. I felt my insides heating up again, as he slid two fingers into me and I cried out in appreciation, it felt wonderful, he continued working his fingers into me and making my clit itch with want for more. I bucked my hips up and down and pushed myself into his fingers and arched my back to give him easier access to my clit which was now completely out of its little hood and begging for more attention, as he granted that secret wish, he slipped in a third finger, pushing in deep, I almost lost it, then in went a fourth, and I was now riding his hand to the inner part of his thumb. I was losing control, fast. I knew I could no longer hold on, the intensity of those feelings was all I could focus on. I cried out as my whole body began to shudder. My back arched as the first orgasm flooded through my body and I lost complete control as I cried out over and over shamelessly thrusting my hips, as the pleasure waves consumed me. Even as my legs and body quivered out of control, Karl kept at it and started twisting and turning the plug in my ass at the same time. I hadn't yet recovered from the intensity of that orgasm as another started to roll through me with the force of a tsunami. I was slowly returning to earth as I tried to slow my breathing, I was whimpering softly as Karl gently caressed my ass cheeks. He reached in and grasped the bottom of the plug and started twisting it again as he slowly removed it. I moaned out loud again at the sensation and I shuddered a little as a shiver travelled down my core. Karl released my wrists first, then my knees and lastly my ankles. He helped me up and walked me to the white fur rug laying me down ever so gently and spooning in behind me, wrapping his arms around me, he just held me tight in silence. I was overcome with emotion and gratitude as a soft sigh escaped my lips. I was absolutely absorbed in his embrace when the reality of the situation kicked into my head. I realized just then what I had done. I failed him; again. I couldn't believe it, already, just like that; I failed him. I felt a tear escape and slide down my cheek as Karl reached up and gave me the tenderest kiss, and then he got up and left the room, leaving me alone. I started crying softly and couldn't stop as the tears rolled down my cheeks. All I wanted in the world was to please him. He is so wonderful, and I am so lucky to be his, I couldn't believe I failed him again. I was so disappointed in myself. I felt immensely contrite at that moment and wasn't sure how to express that to Karl, or how to make it up to him. Dinner Time Ch. 04 Karl left me to my thoughts for what seemed like forever and when he finally returned he sat next to me on the rug and asked me to sit up. He was caressing my arms as I sat facing him with my eyes cast down feeling ashamed. He placed a finger under my chin, pushing up forcing me to look at him. "You ok Love?" was all he asked, and I began to cry again. He looked deep into my eyes and asked, "What?" I began breathing with a hitch again as I sobbed like a child, "I... I... failed you again Master... I didn't want to disobey... but it was so intense... I just couldn't control myself." "Yes, I know Love. You tried very hard... but... how can I see your true desire to please me, when you show such disrespect by thinking only of your own needs?" I began to respond and Karl shushed me with his hand over my mouth, and said, "It is done... I must inform you, however, that a repeat of this behavior will result in a severe punishment... Do you understand?" I responded by nodding and saying softly, "Yes Master... I understand...and..." He stopped me from completing my sentence again with his hand over my mouth. "It's done, it's time to eat, go wash up." When I returned to the kitchen after cleaning myself up, I smiled at Karl as I saw that he had ordered a pizza, veggie pizza, and light on the cheese with a whole grain crust, just the way I liked it. He had taken the salad out of the fridge and placed it on the table, and our wine glasses were full. I glanced at the counter where the uncooked chicken was prior to the events of the evening. He grinned at me and said, "I wrapped it up hours ago, and put it in the fridge for tomorrow... Six O'clock?" "Yes...Six O'clock... I will be ready for you... always ready for you..." and Karl leaned in and kissed my forehead softly. "Good... let's eat, I am starving." He smiled and we enjoyed our dinner together.