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Little One Meets Her One

By: LadySneak



I was at the club with a group of friends from my LARP troupe. Several of the small troupes had gathered tonight to meet with the Prince of the City and have a night of dancing. I was having a lot of fun when I noticed him standing at the bar watching me. I wasn't alarmed. To be quite honest, I was a bit intrigued. New faces were common place as new players came and went from the troupes. 

Out of the corner of my eye, I kept watch for my mysterious on looker. As the night was winding down, I finally saw my chance to perhaps meet him. I walked up to the bar and ordered a drink --for me it was always cranberry juice with a splash of sprite. It was the "joke" between the bar keep and I as I never touched alcohol when at the bar. 

I felt more so than saw my mystery man walk up behind me. His breath was hot on my skin as he leaned in to whisper into my ear. "I see that you are now alone little one. I am not here to harm you. Rather I have something I wish to say to you."

I tried to find words to speak to him but hey stuck in my throat. My brain said these were just simple words but the tone he said them in sent shivers up my spine. His voice was deep and commanding. Goose bumps formed on my skin and I felt him move even closer to me and just a bit behind now. 

He leaned in once again and whispered, "There are so many folks here little one so I can not do what I really wish to you. I know you have been craving my touch for hours. My gaze watched your every sultry movement. You have been begging me to do this and I doubt you even realized that." 

He moved his hand onto my hips and pulled me a bit closer to him. His breath is felt upon the skin of my neck now. He wraps one hand around my hip as if to hold me steady. The other hand moves down my back and soon I can feel his touch upon my ass.

He chuckles softly at me for a moment. "Such a little tart you are. No hindrance for me to simply place my hand any where I wish. I know you would love for me to rub that hard little knob of yours."

I could feel his hand softly parting my legs and I was allowing it. I didn't care that this was a public place. I was lost for the moment in the sound of his words. A part of me was compelled to stand there and let him play with my body. 

My mystery man didn't keep me waiting long until I could feel his fingers rubbing along my clit. It was all ready hard for him. His eyes watching me all night had me aroused. His lips softly kissed my neck and I closed my eyes for a moment lost in this.

He whispers in my ear once again, "I am going to stick a finger inside you and you will ride it as if it was the cock you feel pressed up against you. You will cum for me when I tell you to little one."

I could feel him pressed up against me. I had been trying not to notice. What was it that made me want to feel his touch? I wasn't sure. All I knew was that I wanted to do what ever he asked. A part of me wanted to drag him into some darker corner and have him there.

His finger found its way inside my wet pussy bringing me back from those thoughts. He was fucking me relentlessly with it. His hand upon my hip steadied me and held me against him. I could feel him grind his cock up against me. 

He whispered in my ear, "Yes, I know you keep wandering what darkened corner you could drag me into. I am having you here where any one could discover my hand up your skirt. I want you to cum for me now. No excuses from you on this little one."

My body seemed to respond to his words. I was going to cum all over his finger inside me. He brought my lips to his and kissed me to stifle the moan that started to cross my lips. I was riding his finger as he said that I would. 

As my body slowly stopped pulsing around his finger, he released my lips from his. He placed a card in the pocket of my skirt with instructions not to read it until he had left my side. With that said he removed his hands from my body and strode for the exit door of the club. 

I watched him a bit still in a daze. Who was my mysterious man? Why did he keep calling me little one? What was on the card?

Part 2

I waited until I was headed home from the club to read what was on the card. I knew that my friends would have asked a lot of questions if I had stood there in the club trying to read it in the dim lighting. I wasn't ready for questions. 

The card on the front read -- Incubus in Chains...Come in for a spanking or two. On the back was a short note that read... little one, I know you are wondering what it is that I want. Please come to the club as my guest. Bring a trusted friend with you as well. I do not wish to harm you. You may ask around about me, and I am sure you will find many answers to your questions. Trey

I called up the one friend I knew would be able to answer a ton of my questions -- Sam. Sam was into BDSM and knew a lot of the fetish clubs around. He was actually a bit excited on the phone and insisted on coming over to talk. This got my curiosity going. 

While I waited for Sam, I did a quick check on the net and found out a few things about the club. Trey was actually one of the club owners, and a well know Dominant in the area. But why did Trey have an interest in me? That was the big question.

Sam asked me a few questions as soon as he was inside the door of my apartment. He wanted all the details. Talking to Sam was like talking to a girlfriend most of the time and he wasn't gay. I kid you not about that. He was just very in touch with his emotions. 

Sam then seemed to recall then seeing Trey at a few other places I had been recently. Including the fetish club I had got with Sam to last month. I let one of the staff Dom's paddle me. I thought it was fun. Sam knew I was one of the few from our little group that would get into the spirit of things and experiment a bit. 

I blushed upon hearing that because that was the night I had chosen to wear a very revealing outfit. I loved my black bra top and leather pants with most of the ass cut out. It was such a simple outfit but it felt wonderful against bare skin. It's why I wore it to those kinds of clubs. It added to the fun and excitement for me.

Sam and I made plans to go to the club the following night. He was going to be my guest and chaperone of sorts. He wanted to make sure Trey wasn't going to try and not be a gentleman. Sam and I both knew that Trey had a good reputation and that a lot of folks wanted to be His.

I had a hard time sleeping that night. I kept replaying the events of the evening in my head. I was excited and apprehensive at the same time. I had never been anyone's submissive before and I wasn't quite sure what to expect. I didn't even know if I wanted to be one. 

Sam met me at my apartment to share a cab ride to the club. We always took a cab when we went to fetish clubs. It was so neither one felt like they had to stay if they started to feel uncomfortable and wanted to leave, or if we both decided to just kick back and relax with a drink or two. 

We made our way into Incubus in Chains and found a booth near one of the stages. The doorman said he would let Trey know his guest was here. I was nervous and Sam was doing the best he could to help me relax. While we were waiting, we were treated to a demonstration on role play -- one of the growing popularity Father/daughter skits. 

I didn't notice Trey sit down at the table next to us until after the skit was over. He nodded at me and then at Sam and motioned for us both to join him at his table. I slowly got up. My knees were a bit wobbly as I was growing a bit more nervous. I had never really sat down like this with a Dominant before. 

Trey started with asking if either of us wanted any thing to drink and had a server bring us all a cup of coffee. While we waited for it to arrive, Trey talked a bit about the club and what sort of amusements it has to offer those into the fetish scene. I paid attention not only to the words he spoke but how he spoke them. I guess in some way I was looking for clues as to who he was and what he was all about.

After the coffee arrived and a bit more chit chat Trey cut to the chase finally. He turned to me and laid the cards on the table. He wanted me to give him a chance to truly expand my horizons. He wanted to take me on as his submissive. My brain was in a state of shock. I had never been any one's submissive before. I didn't quite know what to say. 

Part 3

I sat there stunned for a few moments idly stirring my coffee. I had never considered being someone's submissive. True I enjoyed the scenes I had done at various clubs I had gone to with Sam. This was different. I had never been one and one with someone before. I was a bit curious in the past but I had never had the courage to pursue it. Here was the chance staring me in the face. 

I felt Sam's hand on my shoulder and it jarred me back to the table there in the club. I looked Trey in the eye for a brief moment looking to see if this was maybe a practical joke. The serious look in his eyes told me that this was a real offer -- the real deal. Trey wanted me to be his submissive. But what really was a submissive beyond the stuff I had seen here in the fetish clubs.

I slowly found my voice. I told Trey that I had never been someone's submissive before and that I didn't really know what it meant to be one. I found myself telling him about the things I had done at various fetish clubs and even the few things I had done with a few kinky lovers. He nodded and listened to the words as they poured out of my mouth.

Sam spoke up and asked Trey to give us a few moments to talk. He could tell that I was a bit blown away and perhaps needed a moment or so to just absorb what had just transpired. I blinked a few times in an effort to take it all in. I leaned over and whispered for him to pinch me so I would know I wasn't dreaming and sure to his nature he did. I chuckled a bit at him. 

He leaned over and said that maybe I should think this over before giving an answer. It wasn't something to be entered into lightly. I listened to him give me some advice and told me that he would always be a phone call away. He knew me too well. I was never one to back away from a new experience. What did I really have to lose? Maybe a few nights if I realized this really wasn't for me.

I motioned Trey back over to the table when Sam and I had finished our brief chat. I didn't want to keep him waiting too long. I knew enough that I needed to be respectful and after all he had asked for this meeting. 

Trey returned to the table with a small swing in his step. He seemed pretty pleased about something. There were a few brief moments of silence before I finally spoke. I told Trey that I was not sure if being a submissive was right for me, but that it was something that I had always wondered about. In that next moment, I asked him if we could possibly do being on a trail basis. 

Trey smiled as I spoke. I wasn't sure if it was because I was agreeing to this or because I was being straight forward in how was addressing all of this. I didn't want to lead him on thinking that I was gung ho about something I knew very little about. Hell I was nervous as hell. 

Here I was going to trust someone I barely knew any thing about. Would he be a cruel person when there wasn't anyone around that I could cry out to? Was he really as good as others said he was? I had so many questions that had yet to be answered. I waited a few agonizing moments for him to respond.

Trey chuckled light heartedly and smiled at me. He reached over and patted my hand in a reassuring way. He was happy that I wanted to take things slow and start out on a trail basis. He wouldn't want it any other way with someone so fresh to this idea. With that said he motioned to a server and a small box was sat down before me. 

Trey said that it was a gift. One of many more to come as the journey would progress. He told me to open it when I got home. I was very curious about the contents but I would wait until then. Trey then asked me if I would oblige him with a small scene here and now at the club. With those words spoken my heart began to race a bit. I found that words were slow to form but soon enough I was able to ask just what he meant. 

With a chuckle he said, "Well my little one I would like to spank you before all of these people. I wish to secure you to the table you see up on that stage now. Place a blindfold around your eyes so that you can not see the crowd. I would place 10 lashes of a whip upon your butt. I will of course allow you to inspect the whip."

I looked a brief moment to Sam and then back to Trey. I told him that I was agreeable to that. A part of me wanted to know how heavy his hand was. Why not find out before we really get started. With that said he motioned for me to stand and follow him to the stage. He indicated to Sam that he wished for him to be one of the spotters as it would probably be a calming factor for me. 

Part 4

I follow Trey up to the stage area and wait for further instructions. He is talking with Sam and one guy I have seen around before that does a lot of spotting at the fetish clubs. He's been around a long time and knows what to watch out for. This makes me feel well in hand. *smiles* 

After a good while has passed - at least for me - Trey motions for me to join him up on the stage area. We talk for a few moments so that we both understand what is going to take place. We both agree on simplicity and "Stop" is my safe word for all action to cease. He places a hand on my shoulder and tells me to take a few deep breaths to calm my nerves. Sure enough it helps. While we were doing that the spotters checked the equipment out to make sure everything was safe. We got the green light to proceed.

He hands me the whip to inspect. I give it a good once over. I know what I need to look for such as frayed ends, hidden bits of metal, and what not. I have managed to pick that much up from going to the clubs. He pats the table and asks me to lie down on my stomach. He places the blindfold over my eyes, and adjusts it do it does not affect my hearing. Then he attaches leather cuffs to my ankles and wrists and asks to make sure that they are not too tight. He then secures it to the table.

He leans down and whispers in my ear, "I know you are not used to doing this for a Dominant so this will be a different experience for you. I want for you to count each one using the words such as -- One lash Sir -- and so forth until we get to ten. Be brave my little one and you will be rewarded when you join me at my house for your first real lesson. Do you understand these instructions?" He asks me.

With a clear voice I answer him, "Yes, Sir, I do understand your instructions."

With that said he gives me a light pat on the butt and takes the whip from the spotter who was holding it. Sam checks to make sure nothing is too tight and then gives Trey the go ahead. An announcement is made that Trey is about to give a demonstration on the main stage with his new submissive. I start to get rather nervous now and use the calming breaths to get myself back in focus. 

Sam gives me a gentle pat on the shoulder and steps back to watch from his spot. The other spotter is a bit closer and I can almost hear his heart beating. 

I then hear Trey say, "Let us being little one."

I can feel the first sting of the whip upon my butt. Not too hard but I am clearly aware of its hitting its mark. "One lash, Sir."

The next lash is a bit felt a bit more. It is no harder but its sting is certainly felt. "Two lashes, Sir".

The next lash lands squarely between my cheeks creating a different sensation. "Three lashes, Sir". 

The next lash lands on my left cheek only. "Four lashes, Sir".

Trey asks me if I am okay before he proceeds and I tell him that I am. My brain was swimming a bit from the sensations. I didn't want to tell him that it was simply making me wet and not really hurting. 

Part 5

Sam and I went home from the club in a bit of silence. I was very curious as to the contents of the box Trey had given me, but wanted a bit of privacy away from his club to open it. Sam came inside the apartment with me when we got back from the club. He wanted to make sure that I was all right and he was curious to about what was in the box.

I tossed the keys on the counter and set the box on the table while I got out of my club clothes. It was time for pj's which for me consisted of t-shirt and shorts. Sam was nervously tapping his foot on the floor. I guess he was really wondering what was in the box more so than I. 

I finally sat down on the couch next to Sam with the box before me. I slide the ribbon off the box and slowly lifted the lid. On the very top was an appointment card to have a Brazilian wax done at a trendy spa in town. Sam's only comment to that was at least the question of shaved or no was all ready answered for me. 

The next item in the box was a neatly folded outfit if you wanted to call it that. Sam wolf whistled when he saw it. The bottom was nothing more than a dancer's g-string and the top was a half-cup bra. Both items were leather and velvet. I just thought the man had good taste in picking it out. It was something I would have picked out to wear for someone special. 

The next item in the box I thought was a little too personal for Trey to have given me. It was an egg vibe with remote control neatly packaged in its box. I couldn't help but grin a bit at it. Sam just shifted in his seat a bit when he saw the slight blush upon my cheeks. I set it aside for the moment. Knowing there was bound to be a note in the box with an explanation for item. 

The next item was a card. I opened it to find a gift card to a store I loved. The best place to find fetish wear in town. A post-it upon it said it was to buy a pair of shoes. I was to tell the clerk that I was there to pick out one for the Trey collection. I wondered how much of a heel these shoes would end up having.

Finally I got to the note that would explain everything to me. Why these items and what I was supposed to do over the next several days. I read it aloud so that Sam would know the contents of the letter. 

little one...you are reading this because you have chosen to embark upon a journey with Me. I am glad that you have chosen to do so. I like for my submissives to be free of hair and will maintain the regimen while Mine. I, also, like for Mine to be pierced but W/we will discuss these when W/we meet in 2 days. you will notice that I am using what might appear to be a change way of writing here with you. Rest assured it is not. It is how you will learn to write when you complete assignments for Me. When referring to Me, you will always put the pronouns and proper nouns in caps. When referring to yourself, you will always put the pronouns and proper nouns in lower case. you will begin this practice before W/we meet. Between now and then you are to write me an essay on why it is you want to begin this journey with me. It will be no less than 1000 words, typed, spell checked and using the proper way of writing as I have just explained to you. you are to include in the writing anything you would consider to be a hard limit. you will find tucked in the very bottom of the box a chest list of things. Complete the checklist and bring it with you. Just like in the club you will devise a safe word in which W/we will use during O/our scenes. I realize this is a lot to throw at you, but you will thank Me for it in 2 days time. Between now and then there is one more task in which you will complete. How you complete said task is up to you. I wish for you to be well satisfied sexually. Yes, what an odd request, but I do not wish for you to come to me starved for it. You will choose a partner for this task whom you know to be clean of any disease. I trust that you know of such a person. If for some reason you can not find a partner of your liking then the toy I have provided for you will have to do. By well satisfied, I mean you will have no less than 3 orgasms between now and then. I trust I don't have to explain that the orgasms need to be the toe curling variety. *chuckles softly* You are to wear the outfit that I have provided along with the shoes you will be picking out beneath a trench coat. Bring Sam along with you...as I have said I wish for you to feel safe. I trust that in allowing this unusual form of trust to you that you will trust me as my others submissives have and do. Now...please tell Sam that I would like for him to jeans, t-shirt, and a pair of comfortable shoes. I have my reasons for such a request as I wish for him to be comfortable. Please be at My home by no later than 9 PM on the day that I indicated for you to arrive. I look foreword to this the beginning of O/our journey little one. Trey


Little One Meets Her One Ch. 02



**Author's Notes**

i have many thanks to Bob for his hours of editing for me on this section.

*

Part 19

tara couldn't help but gulp a bit. This was going to be hard as she had never been spanked by Sam. It wasn't what their play had ever been about. In her mind, she understood why it would be Sam carrying out the punishment. she waited with anticipation for it to begin.

Trey excused Himself for a moment and tara began to get even more nervous about things. she was feeling rather exposed kneeling there but knew enough not to try and shield herself. she began to think that this waiting was just a part of the process. Before true panic could set in, Trey strolled back into the room. 

He spoke in a hushed voice with Sam and they both looked over at me. Trey and Sam agreed upon how this punishment was going to be carried out. When They were finished Trey came over to tara and told her to stand and follow Him. her legs were a bit rubbery when she went to stand from nerves but she obediently followed Him into another room. 

This room was Trey's personal dungeon. It was decorated with assorted apparatuses and smelled like leather. He walked her over to a St. Andrews Cross and motioned for her to press her chest against it. tara timidly did as she was directed and soon found her ankles and wrists bound to the cross. 

tara breathed slowly in and out and focused to pay attention to what ever directions might come next. A part of her was scared but another part was growing with excitement. she had always enjoyed being spanked and today was going to be no exception. she did, however, realize that this wasn't about fun but rather punishment for her actions the other night.

Sam came into the room and went over to where Trey was standing. tara could see Them out of the corner of her eye. Trey handed Sam a flogger and instructed him on its use. Sam took a few practice swings to test it out and the sound brought chills up tara 's spine.

When Sam was finally ready he crossed the floor over to where tara was bound.

Trey made a few last checks on the bindings and told Sam that everything was ready. tara took in a few deep breathes and slowly let them out. she wrapped her head around that this was truly going to happen. she wiggled just a little bit in the restraints and waited. Finally Trey spoke once more.

" tara , you will count for Sam with each stroke of the flogger. With each count you will say "One stroke Sam" until the count is complete. If you fail to count it will begin again. Are you ready to begin?"

"Yes, Sir, i am ready."

Sam reached out and touched my shoulder. He gave it a reassuring squeeze and she began to relax in the bindings. He stepped back a bit and took a few more practice swings with the flogger. He then stepped up and softly tapped her with the flogger.

"One stroke Sam."

The next stroke of the flogger was a bit harder then intended. tara winced a little bit but quickly recovered.

"Two strokes Sam."

Sam quickly realized it had been a bit too hard, and reengaged how he would need to proceed with the next one. He swung a bit slower and hit his mark on her left ass cheek.

"Three strokes Sam."

The next stroke landed squarely on her right ass cheek.

"Four strokes Sam."

By this time there were the beginnings of sweat sheen on her skin. This was much more intense then letting someone in a club take a flogger to her. This wasn't fun and gone were her thoughts of make a joke about her surroundings. Sam didn't hesitate with the flogger and landed one square on the middle.

"Five strokes Sam."

"Are you doing all right tara?" asked Trey at this point.

"i am doing fine Sir. May i please say something, Sir?"

"You may but be brief."

"i am truly sorry for my actions. It will not happen again Sir."

"That is good to hear tara but it will not get you out of the remaining five strokes."

tara nodded that she understood and prepared herself once again. Sam listened to the exchange and waited for the go ahead from Trey. Once it was received, Sam landed the flogger across her left ass cheek.

"Six strokes Sam."

The next stroke was a little bit harder than planned. It landed across her right ass cheek. Sam felt a little flustered by it because he knew it had to hurt.

"Seven strokes Sam."

Trey could see Sam's frustration and gave him a few pointers. tara wiggled in her restraints while they talked. her ass was smarting from this punishment. Sam regained his composure and let her have the next one.

"Eight strokes Sam."

tara breathed deeply in and out as the pain sensors were becoming over loaded. Trey kept a watchful eye over his promising submissive and on Sam who was learning how to punish. Sam delivered the next stroke and was a bit light with it.

"Nine strokes Sam."

Sam swung his arm and delivered the final stroke. It wasn't that hard of a stroke but yet not so soft.

"Ten strokes Sam."

tara had tears streaming down her face now. she was relieved that this was over. At least this part of her punishment anyway. she waited to be released from the cross. Trey kept her waiting for a while and let those tears fall freely.

Trey reached down and undid the bindings upon her ankles and then upon her wrists. He checked for signs that leather might have rubbed into her skin and found very little sign of that. He rubber her skin and slowly brought her over to a nearby bench. He told her to lie down on her side upon it and that He would take a look at her ass cheeks.

He inspected where the flogger had hit and found nothing that would leave a lasting mark. In fact they would probably fade within the hour. He motioned Sam over and told him to hold tara a while. Sam didn't need to be told twice. 

Sam let tara 's head rest in his lap and softly caressed her hair. He softly told her that it was over now and that she could recover now. tara let her tears dry and allowed herself to be comforted. This was probably the hardest thing she had experienced in a long time.

Trey rubbed some cream onto the marks just to be certain that they wouldn't leave a mark. she tensed a little bit as He did that but soon relaxed. Her ass cheeks were smarting and it wasn't a pleasant feeling at all. When she had finally calmed Trey asked her to stand and ushered her into a bathroom and told her to take a hot shower.

Trey turned on the water and got it to the desired temperature. He told her that He would be watching but not joining her. she stepped into the shower and washed her skin with the offered puff of lavender soap. she felt His eyes on her body as she scrubbed. It was if they pierced through her to her core. 

Something about Him made her shiver inside. It wasn't a bad thing but rather an oddity. she had never met a man like Him before. A part of her was longing to be touched by Him once again like He had done upon their first meeting. she knew, however, that she would have to wait for such an encounter as she was certainly not in the driver's seat in this relationship. 

When she was done a towel was offered to her and was told to pat her skin dry. He took a good look at her skin once again. It was still a bit red and rubbed a bit more cream onto it. He ushered her back into the room she first came into and told her to get dressed and that He would see her again in two days. He told Sam to stay with her tonight but that there was to be no sexual interactions. 

Sam was happy for the chance to be near tara , but understood this part of her training. He waited for her to dress and they took the taxi back to her place. tara barely spoke on the ride home. It was because she was a bit over whelmed emotionally. It was sort of like being in shock.

Part 20

tara readied for bed as soon as they were inside the apartment. she put on a t-shirt and pair of shorts and snuggled down into the covers. she hollered out into the living room to have Sam join her. Sam quietly walked into her bedroom and stripped down to his boxers and t-shirt and climbed into bed next to her. He held her close and told her that he was sorry he wasn't that great with the flogger.

"Sam, i realize that you are just learning. i am not upset about that at all. Sure my ass smarts but that is what this punishment was about. It wasn't for shits and giggles this time. This was the real deal. i deserved what i got and i do understand why it needed to be from you. You will get better as time goes by."

"I am so relieved to hear that you're not upset with me. I can't begin to tell you what it means to me to hear those words."

"Let's get some sleep. This was a long night for us both."

With that said they snuggled together and slowly began to drift off to sleep. tara 's dreams were filled with erotic desires for Trey. she found herself rubbing against Sam in her sleep and he gently pushed her away from him. He realized it was something she was dreaming about and didn't want to wake her. 

In the morning, tara was more than a little sore. Sam asked to check her marks before getting ready to go himself as he had plans to see his Mistress that day. she complied and squirmed a bit when he touched the marks. He told her they looked fine and were almost faded away now.

When Sam left, tara sat down at her computer and began to work on the second part of her assignment. Words just poured out her as she worked upon it for the better part of two hours. she was all ready learning so much and felt that she was going to be learning so much more yet. she detailed everything she had learned thus far in her punishment.

When she was done she had a little over 5000 words. she proof checked all of it and was careful about how things were phrased. she certainly did now want Trey upset at her over this essay and really wanted to express herself clearly. she called the messenger service and had the essay sent right over. she didn't want to dally.

Across town, Trey had just received tara 's punishment essay by messenger. He was impressed that she wasn't going to keep him waiting on it and quickly sat down with His afternoon cup of coffee and read through it. The first read through, He could sense her emotions so clearly and appreciated its beauty.

tara was definitely going to make a fine submissive. she just needed a bit of confidence in herself and not cling to how she did things in vanilla settings. He knew that took time and He had patience to allow her some slack. He, also, knew that He needed to be firm with her or she'd never learn her way upon this path.

Trey made a few notes on her essay and set it aside. He allowed His thoughts a moment to drift back upon T/their first meeting. He had wanted her then but something about the way she submitted so innocently to Him in that moment made Him want her in a way He had not felt in a while. Sure He had submissives but this one was different from the others.

tara was willful and sure of herself in so many regards. she was all ready exhibiting signs that she may not just be an ordinary submissive but perhaps a switch. Sam had recounted many things about their encounters in private talks. He hoped that tara would forgive Him for asking things without her knowledge.

He felt His cock growing hard at the thought of fully claiming that minx. He picked up the phone and called for one of His trained submissives. He wanted to relieve the tension He was feeling but it wasn't time to do so yet with tara . There were still some more lessons to be taught.

He greeted layla at the door upon her arrival and ushered her into the bedroom. she quietly undressed and kneeled up before Him. With a nod she undressed Him and waited to see what His next desire would be. layla licked and sucked at His cock until He couldn't stand it any longer. 

With a snap of His fingers, she rose to her feet and lay down upon the bed. she spread her legs for Him and He quickly entered her. Riding her body and bringing out the inner desires and leaving her quaking beneath Him. He withdrew before coming and she stroked out His seed upon her stomach. 

He smiled down at layla and thanked her for coming on such short notice. He told her to shower and to go. she understood what this was. she was just the means to relieve a bit of what ever was on His mind. she felt honored though that He had sought her out. 

Like a dutiful submissive of His, she showered and dressed. she walked down the steps and got into the waiting taxi. Trey sighed a bit because all though the relieved the immediate need it didn't take away His desire to claim tara and soon. It was just a matter of time before that happened.

Part 21

Across town tara was wondering what Trey was thinking in regards to her completed assignment. she was hoping that He was pleased with the work that she had put into the essay and that all would be forgiven. A part of her was warming to this lifestyle in such a way that she was beginning to long for what might happen next. she might be new to this but this was something wonderful all ready.

she was patiently trying to work when she got His phone call that very afternoon.

"tara, I just wanted to say that you did well on finishing your punishment. There is just one final thing and I want to see you tonight. I don't like to say that things are forgiven unless it is done in person."

"Yes, Sir, i do understand and i am free tonight."

"Good then come at your usual time and this time come alone. I'll phone Sam and explain why I want to see you alone."

"Very well Sir. i'll see You tonight."

With that Trey hung up the phone with tara and made the necessary call to Sam and explained what was going. Sam completely understood having been through similar things with his Mistress in the past. Trey told Sam when the next session would be for the three of them and hung up.

Trey made some preparations and headed to the shower. He wanted this moment to be particularly special. He took a shower and thought of tara as He showered. He couldn't help but get hard at the very thought of her. He wanted her to writhe beneath Him. He wanted to claim the last bit of her that was still struggling to be the submissive that she was. 

He stood there in the shower thinking of what it would be like to finally claim her as His. He got instantly hard at the thought. He thought about standing there and stroking Himself to orgasm but decided there were other things to do besides play at that moment. He wanted to prepare the room so it would smell like roses.

He rang up the florist and reserved several dozen roses and a single white rose and had his delivery service go get them for Him. He placed large pillar candles all around the room. He would light them about a half hour before her arrival so the vanilla scent would mix with the roses. He made sure the bed was turned down and simply smiled a few moments.

When the roses arrived, He put them into clear vases and placed them about the room. He was happy to see that they had included one white rose by itself. He placed that on the bed. He paced a bit around the room and checked His watch. It was nearly time to light the candles, and He went ahead and did so a little early.

Meanwhile, tara had finished up work and raced home to shower and change into something that Trey would approve of for T/their meeting. she carefully showered and freshly shaved her pits. she wanted to be smelling fresh and clean for Him. she had a feeling something important was up to be meeting with her alone.

she finished putting on her shoes just as the taxi honked the horn letting her know it was there to pick her up. she picked up her bag and tied the trench coat closed and made her way downstairs. she didn't need to give the address as the taxi driver all ready knew because his company was one that Trey used often. tara was a bit nervous about tonight as she didn't know what to expect.

The ride over went smoothly and the taxi driver told her they were there to jar her out of her day dream. she thanked him and got out after giving him the fare and tip. she went to the door and rang the bell. Trey opened it Himself and ushered her inside. 

He took the trench coat and was pleasantly surprised by what He saw under it. she was wearing a mini skirt and a top that you could tell there was nothing on underneath either. He led her into the room she was familiar with and He told her to kneel up at attention beside the couch. she quickly did as she was told to do. 

He sat down on the couch near her and ran His fingers through her hair. He was happy to see her but business needed to be conducted first. He gave her a few moments to adjust to this and then started to talk.

"tara, I am quite happy with your punishment assignment. It shows me that you are going to take things seriously from now on. It, also, shows Me that you are beginning to fully understand what it is to be a true submissive. I do have a few questions for you though. You are allowed to speak freely while I ask you these questions, tara."

"Thank You, Sir."

"tara, have you been doing any research online into what this type of relationship is all about?"

"Yes, Sir, i have been doing some research online in my spare time. i really do want to know what this is all about Sir."

"What is this research telling you, tara?"

"It is telling me that perhaps this is what i have been for quite a long time now Sir. i feel that i have had these tendencies for some time now and perhaps have been suppressing them, Sir."

"How does that make you feel to understand all this?"

"It makes me feel a bit uneasy in some ways but let me explain what i mean by that Sir."

"Go ahead tara, explain it to Me."

"i am uneasy because it means i have been losing out on something that can be beautiful, Sir. These last few visits have been showing me things that before i had only dreamt of or read about in books, Sir. This is something i, indeed truly want Sir. i want to be a submissive Sir."

"I was hoping you would see that for yourself, tara. It makes me happy that you are seeing this early on and that you are open to what you are."

"Sir?"

"Yes, tara?"

"Sir, if i may be so bold may i say that i truly wish to be You're submissive."

"you may be so bold as to say that tara. you already are in fact, deed, but yet unclaimed by Me."

"i am unclaimed Sir?"

"tara that is a fact that I wish to change this very evening. By unclaimed I mean that I have not claimed your sexual side for Myself. Tonight that will change. Do you understand what I mean by that tara?"

"Yes, i do Sir."

"Then W/we are in agreement then? You are my submissive and I will claim you for My very own tonight."

"Yes, Sir, W/we are in agreement."

With that said Trey leaned over and kissed tara on the lips. The first kiss and a timid one to see how she would respond to it. tara responded by wanting more of a kiss and kissed Him back. This made Him grow hard and knew He would have to keep His wits about Him or this night would be over much too quickly for His desire to claim her ran deep. 

Part 22

After a while He broke the kiss and pulled her to her feet and led her to the room He had carefully prepared for this evening. tara was shocked to see all the roses and the candles lit. she saw another side of her Dominant that night.....a romantic side. So Trey did have a soft side as well. she smiled at Him.

Trey took her hand and led her over to the bed, and placed the single white rose into her hand. she by instinct brought it to her nose and smelled it. It smelled so sweet. He stood there watching her and used that time to regain control over Himself. she was a treasure to be taken slowly. 

"This rose will always symbolize the purity of the gift that you give over to Me tonight. Do you understand what I mean by that, tara?"

"Yes, Sir, i think i do."

"Then explain it to me so that I will know that W/we are on the same page."




Little One Meets Her One Ch. 03



**Author's Notes**

I have many thanks to Bob for his hours of editing for me on this section. Sorry it's been such a long time between installments, but i've been trying to decide the best way to unfold this story. I've, also, had back surgery, and it takes time to heal from that. 

Part 31

tara diligently worked on her essay and sent her notes to Trey on a regular basis with questions about things she had read. Things she wanted to better understand that the sites seemed to only touch upon or just began to discuss. she had a plethora of questions and Trey seemed happy about this. 

tara could tell from His correspondence back that He was happy that she was taking all this seriously. He would comment now and then about her progress and about the questions she asked. He said some would have to wait for now but would eventually be answered. That at first frustrated tara, but she soon realized that Trey knew best. 

It was like learning a foreign language -- one couldn't expect to learn everything all at once and be able to hold a conversation in that language at a drop of the hat. This was the same way. The lifestyle was complex and had many twists and turns to it. she was but a newbie learning things. she had a lot to learn but was showing that she was open to the entire process.

she was gradually getting less sore at Sam as well. she had to take ownership of her part in the deception and this was her penance for it. she knew deep down that Trey was angry, but realized that, like with all things, it would take time to ease and end. Trey didn't seem the type to hold a grudge.....or so she was hoping.

There was a few nights in the beginning that tara cried herself to sleep. she felt a bit lost in all this and had no one really to turn to yet. In the mean time though, she did a pretty good job of holding it together for when she was able to correspond with Trey. she was keeping to the facts and the reports and a tad bit of how are You doing things. 

she was feeling the weight of what she had done by keeping it a secret. she knew that soon Trey would be calling her back to the house and to continuing her education in the lifestyle. she just had to complete these two weeks of her punishment. she knew the first night back was going to be bittersweet in many ways. 

tara remembered what Trey had said about the rose. she had even dried it to preserve it. she wishes she could have kept it forever but like all floral things they eventually die and become withered. It was a fond memory and one she wanted to preserve for as long as she could. One day she hoped to get a silk version of this rose to keep in her bedroom, but had not found one at a craft store that suited her taste.

Slowly over time tara began to broach the subject of rebuilding her trust with Trey. At first all she got back was vague responses that seemed to indicate He was still too upset with her to talk about it. she didn't drop it though because it was important to her. she wanted that trust back and needed to know how to do that.

Eventually she got a curt warning to stop and that He would talk to her about it when He was good and ready to and not a moment before. Patience had never been one of her strong suits in some things. she realized though that she would just have to suck it up and not pester Him again on this point. If she truly wanted this then she'd have to learn to leave some things alone.

Trey was losing patience a bit with tara. she had a knack for pushing His buttons in a way that no other of His submissives did and she was the new girl. He didn't quite know how to respond to her or how she went about things at times. He didn't want to discourage her but she needed to realize that this was a time of punishment not a time of atonement. 

He found a way to distance Himself from the matters she kept bringing up by being to the point about it. tara quickly got the point and eventually dropped the asking for answers that she was seeking. He would give her those answers once His anger had diminished. He at first thought of adding more time but in some ways that seemed cruel. He would have to keep an eye on things though. 

Sam across town was working on his punishment assignments diligently and getting them done one by one. Unlike tara, He didn't bother his Mistress about making atonement for his transgressions. She would forgive him, release him or cease his cross training. It was that simple really. 

He finished reading the book first and sent that essay by messenger to Trey along with the book that was given to him. He liked the book so much that he ordered his own copy of it from the local book store. He wanted to have it in his personal library. He realized exactly how he messed up and knew that he needed to fix it or tara might never forgive him.

What tara didn't realize was that Sam, being the experienced submissive, should never have asked her to keep a secret from her Dominant in the first place. He was the one who led her onto a path of destruction, and it was ultimately his duty to fix what was broken. This atonement was part of it. The next part would be having another conversation with Trey. 

Part 32

tara was really hoping that Trey would be open to a real conversation about things when her punishment was over, but she realized too that His disappointment in her might not end when the punishment did. she was slowly realizing that by having kept the secret that she did she had been dishonest, and that was wrong. Trey expected better from her and that was the bottom line. He wasn't being cruel but rather had to teach her this lesson.

she spent many a night thinking back to that night with Trey and it hurt. It hurt on so many levels because it was supposed to have been a special night for T/them. she tried not to wallow in sadness but sometimes it was really hard not for her not to do so. There was something different about Trey that made this smart. 

she finally finished the 5,000 word essay and double checked all her references. she wanted to be sure this would be acceptable to Him. she double checked it all and read it over several times before sealing it in an envelope for the messenger. she had two days to spare on her punishment. she knew the next two days would be agonizing to say the least. 

Across town, Trey got the messenger's delivery. He was happy to see that she had completed the task, and settled down in His study to read over it. In some ways He wasn't quite ready to read the words that poured out before Him. They spoke of genuine remorse and sorrow and atonement. 

What got to Him the most was the fact that she genuinely got why she was supposed to be 100% honest in this type of relationship. her research had been thorough and had shown her a great many things that He really couldn't teach her even if He truly wanted to. Either Y/you got it or Y/you didn't. It was that simple really. 

He went to His computer when He had absorbed the contents of the essay and had thought things through. He took some time to carefully pen the email that He was going to be sending His minx. There was still something about this girl that got under His skin in a way He didn't quite understand yet. He was going to figure it out though.

tara,

I am happy to say that you have completed this part of your punishment. you have shown to Me through your words that you understand what you did. I am quite pleased with this essay and with you. you will, however, finish the rest of your punishment. I wish to see you at my house at 6 sharp in two days time. I wish for you to dress as if you were going to a club with friends. Do not disappoint Me in this. W/we will discuss some things that may not be pleasant at first but is needed if W/we are to go forward from here.

your Sir,

Trey

tara cried a bit when she received His email. she felt relief that all her hard work was for something good. she had the perfect outfit in mind to wear. It is one she almost had worn to the club the night she had met Him. It was quite the eye candy.  

tara got the outfit out of her cupboard and looked it over. Yes it would do perfectly she though to herself. she put it away for now and went to make herself some dinner. It was in that moment she felt a bit sad about things with Sam. Normally she had someone to share things with but right now that wasn't permitted.

she wasn't about to risk further punishment by contacting him. her anger had diminished as time had gone by. As she prepared her super she thought about the whole situation. It finally dawned on her, just like as she had been wrong to snicker at Sam...he had been wrong to tell her to keep this a secret. 

That was the real lesson in this. That's why she had not been allowed to see Trey all these weeks. It was because she hadn't been honest. she felt like the utter blonde that she was in that moment.

she went over to her computer and started to compose a note to Trey. she didn't think this realization was something that needed to wait until T/they saw one another again. This was too important of a realization and she felt it affected so much between them. she carefully wrote the words and reread it several times before hitting send. 

my Sir, 

There is something that just dawned on me that i felt should not wait to be said until we see each O/other again. It has dawned on me that i was wrong for listening to Sam about keeping a promise. i now realize that is really what upset You and that i need to atone for that. It was that promise that i had made to Sam that got me sent home that the night You claimed me as Yours. i am sorry Sir and i promise You that it will never happen again. i should have disclosed that experience to You. It was wrong of me to keep it from You. In a way Sam robbed You of something that was Yours to have. i am sorry that i did not include this in my essay. If further punishment is required for not completing the assignment correctly then so be it. i feel that this was not left out intentionally though. i await Your word Sir. 

Yours,

tara 

Trey got the email the next morning. He was pleasantly surprised by it. His minx had realized the full reason she was being punished without Him having to explain it. she truly was a wonder. He thought a few moments before replying to her email.

tara,

I am glad that you finally got the full point of your punishment. The essay was done to my satisfaction without this late realization. I will see you at the appointed day and time.

your Sir,

Trey

Section 33

Time couldn't go by quick enough for tara. she was truly missing Trey and things were so complicated right now in that relationship. There were so many things she wanted to ask and to have answers to. she knew better than to bombard Him all at once. After all she wasn't the one running things.

Finally it was time for tara to get ready to go and see Trey. she was excited and was trying desperately to calm her nerves. she got dressed and waited for the taxi that would be taking her to her destination. Finally she heard the honk of the horn and went out to get her taxi. 

Trey didn't like for any of His submissive to drive to His house for a couple of reasons. One, parking in His neighborhood was hard to come by. Two, He wanted to be sure that after a strenuous or difficult session that no one was harmed getting home from fatigue. He had seen it happen before...an accident involving a Friend's submissive.

Trey paced the floor waiting for tara to arrive. He was a bit nervous about tonight for some reason. He knew that there were some answers that needed to be taken care of first. What He wanted most of all was to hold her but He wasn't about to admit even to Himself that He couldn't keep it together. He had to play it cool.

tara arrived at her destination and rang the door bell. Trey answered the door dressed all in black. His demeanor was one of someone trying to be aloof. He ushered her into the living room and told her to sit on couch. He sat down in the chair near by. 

"There are some things that we need to establish tonight before any thing else can transpire in this relationship, tara. I will not mince words with you and please listen closely as I don't wish to repeat myself. you will be allowed to answer questions once I am finished. If at some point before that you need clarification on something you may get my attention. Is this understood?"

"Yes, Sir, it is understood. i am ready to listen Sir."

"Good, that is precisely what I wanted to hear. Trust was broken between us on a level that is perhaps fixable, but there has to be a very clear understanding about things from this point on. One, it can not and will not happen again. Two, you will have to work extra hard to prove to me that this second chance is not for naught. I need to know on some level that you are truly committed to having a D/s relationship that is based on honesty and integrity. This incident made me question that you understand what I need from you, tara."

Trey paused for a long moment and simply looked at tara. she shifted nervously in her seat but listened intently to His words. she knew deep down that He was right. she had messed up, and royally at that. she wanted to be in His good graces again.

"There is something I need to know before I ask any thing else tonight. Did you purposely withhold that information because of a promise, or did you simply think it wasn't that important of an experience to amend your questionnaire? Which was it, tara?" 

"To be honest Sir it was neither of those things. May i please explain my reason why Sir?"

"Yes, you may. I need to hear and perhaps understand from your answer."

"Sir, it wasn't that i thought it unimportant to amend my list of experiences. i quite honestly didn't understand what Sam was truly asking of me when he asked me to not tell about the experience. i thought it was because maybe it was going to get him into trouble because it wasn't on the list of things he was allowed to do with me getting me ready for that first night i came here Sir. i choose to omit it because i didn't want to get him into trouble. So that is wrong on my part and i will completely understand if You decide that because of it we can not continue in this D/s relationship, Sir."

Trey listened to her talk and knew on a level that perhaps she didn't quite know yet that she was being sincere in her words. tara was still a girl learning about life and was still a bit naïve. He knew this when He had chosen her at that club. He had purposely sought her out for this. 

"you are good to realize that it is I that decides if this continues or not. I do understand your reasoning and have to tell you that it makes me wonder if there is any thing else you have omitted because you didn't wish to get your friend into trouble. Is there tara?"

"No, Sir, there isn't any thing else that i have omitted from my experiences to protect Sam."

"I believe you, tara. I believe this was a naïve mistake that you have made. It is one that had consequences to it. They are ones that you have paid to my satisfaction and you are forgiven for this transgression. I will not mince words with you here though. This can not ever happen again. you can not lie to Me. A cardinal rule of protocol is that you must be truthful in all things. Is this understood, tara?"

"Yes, Sir, it is understood."

"I am glad that we are in agreement on this. Give me one good reason why I should allow this relationship to continue."

"i believe that You should allow it to continue because i am truly sincere in my apology, penance, and because i have a strong desire to learn from You, Sir."

Trey tried to hide his true expression from tara when she said those words. she was right in so many ways about that last bit. He knew deep down that she was sorry and that she had worked hard to make amends. Again He realized that He would have to be guarded with this one. 

"tara, I may yet make a good submissive of you. We will continue in this D/s relationship. you will be on a probationary status with me for the next six weeks though. If you mess up in any way, this ends. There will be no begging for a second chance. I will not grant that. Yes, tara, this means we are yet on shaky ground but you will earn that trust back over the course of these six weeks. I will not be easy on you, and you may regret or have some ire at me for this. Are we understood, tara?"

"Yes, Sir, i do understand. For six weeks, i am on probation with You."

tara breathed a sigh of relief. she was still Trey's submissive and the training would continue. she grasped in those moments how precarious things were and didn't want to rock the boat with questions. she would have to be patient and wait until things were settled once more. 

Section 34

Trey shifted in His seat and smiled at tara for the first time that night. He could see that she was relieved by the things He was saying to her. He knew just how much she had a desire to blossom her submissive side. There was really no denying that she was a true submissive at heart.

"Come here tara. I wish to look at the outfit you have chosen for tonight. Stand before me."

tara rose to her feet and removed her trench coat. she went and stood in front of Trey. she let Him get a good look at her outfit and twirled slowly before Him. she didn't need to be told to do so. she did so by instinct alone. 

He took in the sight of her as if He was taking in her scent. He appraised tara and was happy with what He saw. she had followed His instructions well and He couldn't help but smile inside. He kept His face rigid though as not to show praise just yet. 

"Stand still a moment, tara. I wish to take in this outfit of yours."

"Yes, Sir."

He looked her over some more. There wasn't anything He could find fault with. He was stalling in a way. He wasn't about to let His emotions rule tonight. 

He was having an inner struggle with this particular submissive. she kept getting under His skin and making it hard to remove emotion from the equation. He wanted nothing more than to drag her from this room and take her once more. That, however, would have to wait though. 

tara may be forgiven but He didn't quite trust Himself that night to reveal what He was feeling. He needed to have a clear head, and that was becoming difficult. she was like intoxication. 

Trey rose to His feet, and took tara by the hand and leads her into another room of the house. This one she had not seen before. It was His library. she quickly eyed the various titles that lined His book shelves. 

He went and sat behind His desk and produced a pillow. He set it down beside Him and turned on His computer. tara was quite curious about what He was up to. He focused on what He was looking at for a moment before addressing her.

"The pillow is for you, tara. Please kneel up here while we discuss some of your questions. That is why I have brought you in here. We have quite a bit to go through. Some of your questions though will still go unanswered. It is simply because I am not going to answer them just yet. In time, however, I will answer each and every one of them."

Without saying a word tara crossed over behind the desk and kneeled up on the pillow. she could be close to Him, and was happy that she would be getting some answers. she listened closely as He began to speak once more. He read off each question one by one and paused before answering. 

she couldn't help but smile as He spoke. He was taking her seriously and showing that her questions weren't utter nonsense or simply a way to keep in contact with Him. she was learning quite a lot that evening. Not just about the lifestyle but about Him as well. 

Her Sir was a complex man. He kept His emotions on a tight reign and didn't express them. she doubted that He expressed them with any of His submissives. she suspected that someone had hurt Him pretty hard once upon a time. 




Little One Meets Her One



I felt a little silly about have to do the writing assignment but understood that he had his reasons for having me do so. I looked over the check list briefly. Then I began to ponder his request. Of those I knew...whom would I pick or would I simply take care of business myself. Sam looked at me with a devilish grin. I jokingly told him that he had just volunteered himself for the task. His reply was to kiss me on the lips. 

He put his hand in mine, grabbed the new toy, and led me back to my bedroom. He set the toy box on the bed and then dragged me into the bathroom. He told me that a nice hot shower would help get us into the groove of things. I just chuckled at my friend. It wouldn't be the first time Sam and I fooled around. I could think of no one better either to give me such delights. 

He helped me step out of my clothes, turned on the water in the shower, quickly disrobed and pulled me into the shower with him. He ran his hands over my skin as the water beat down upon my flesh. Then he picked up the shower buff and poured liquid soap on it. He worked it into lather and trailed it over my skin, softly cleaning every inch of my body. 

He worked the buff over my breasts slowly and teased my nipple hard as he brushed them. He wiggled his body up against me so that I could feel him growing hard against my bottom. He was always a flirt like this. He always likes to shower before play. I didn't mind as it always made me relax and wanton for the delights he loved to share with me. 

Slowly he moved the buff down my stomach to my lips. Softly he brushed it along my lips and slowly parted them with it. Scrubbing softly for a bit he brought me to arousal, and then he set the buff aside and lightly brushed my clit beneath his fingertips. Slowly his fingertips made my clit a hard little nub beneath his attention.

I tried to stifle a moan but it was no use. Sam always knew just the right thing to do to bring one out of me. Slowly he inserted a finger from his other hand inside of me to tease and tempt me. A small gasp escaped my lips as he played upon my body. A gentle lover he was who knew just how to mold and shape to his will. 

Part 6

Sam drew me back against me as he leaned against the shower's back wall. He slowly inserted a second finger to make me wiggle against his body. Sam always knew how to get me to ride his fingers as if they were a cock, and I happily rode them to the rhythm he set for me. He teased me until he had me right on the edge of no return and he held me there for what seemed like an eternity.

Slowly Sam brought my lips to his kissing me as I came shuddering on his fingers. I nipped as his tongue as my orgasm subsided. I tapped him on the shoulder letting him know that I needed to change positions. With a few teasing strokes he let his fingers slide out of me. Before he could go back to teasing my body I snatched up the buff and began to wash his body. My hands roamed over his body softly teasing him as I went. 

Sam loved being teased as much as I did. His nipples craved someone to nip and pull at them. It was one of the sure fire ways to get him rock hard in minutes. His were that sensitive to being touched. I loved that aspect about him. I could play with his nipples like I enjoyed having mine played with. Sam finally cried mercy and turned off the shower. He dragged me into the bedroom and playfully pushed me back onto the bed. 

By this point we didn't need any more foreplay but I knew Sam he would tease me a bit more just because. He seemed to really get off on me almost begging him to take me. It wouldn't be until later on that I would be thankful that I had a lover that was like this. All I cared about then was the moment we were sharing. People often wondered why Sam and I weren't together...I think it was because love making was always this intense between us. We were great friends in and out of bed but at relationships we sucked. 

With on hand he guided my legs up to rest on the top of his hips and slowly teased me with the head of his clock sliding up and down my moistened slit. He had me whimpering and squirming against him before he finally impaled himself inside my pussy in one swift, deft movement. He pulled me closer to him not letting me have much le way in moving away from him. With one hand he reached across my belly to pinch my nipples knowing that it would make me buck against him in pleasure. 

I have little concept of time when it comes to such wonderful session with Sam. He never ceased to keep me guessing and things never get boring. He rode my body like a finely tuned instrument, and his primary objective was to see how intense he could make this next orgasm be. I had no doubt that he would bring me and leave me panting for my breath. 

He leaned across my body and bite lightly into the flesh of my breast. I let out a soft yelp of surprise not pain. My pussy gripped his cock a bit tighter which is what he wanted. He reached with one hand to manipulate my clit while he picked up the rhythm in which he moved his cock in and almost out of my body. My juices were slick over his cock. It was so intense and I knew I wouldn't last much longer. 

I raked my nails down his hips and low back, reaching what I could with them. My body began to quiver and shake as I started to cum. His lips descended upon mine in an embrace that would bring out my voice so that he would hear me as I came. I felt it within every bit of my body, my toes curled as the passion washed over my body. He held my body still as his body reacted to mine and soon followed. 

He clasped on the bed next to me, pulling me to him to snuggle down for a nap. Neither of us were up to another go at it right then. He kissed me sweetly on the lips and pulled the covers up over us to drift off to sleep. That night I didn't dream of Sam as I normally would have. Trey filled my dreams and I think is partly to do with not knowing what he had in store for me.

Part 7

I awoke during my slumber and started to tease Sam in his sleep. I knew just how to get him to wake up so that we could play some more. Sam loved to wake up with someone's lips wrapped around his cock giving him a blow job. I heard him moan after bringing him to full erection in my mouth. He jokingly teased me asking why I didn't think I had enough all ready. I laughed at him as I moved over him and impaled myself onto his cock. 

Sam knew me well enough to know that I was going to take full advantage of having him in my bed. He let me have my fun for a little bit before rolling me over onto my back. He wasn't one to let me simply have my way with him for long. He liked being in control of most things. I was generally quite happy to have him in control. He reached down between us and softly rubbed my clit as he continued our bit of fun. He knew that would make me squirm even more beneath him. He was a devil sometimes...a real tease...someone who loved to prolong the pleasure.

Before we were done I was clawing at his back from the intense orgasm that crashed over me. This was why I enjoyed being with Sam when we simply let our selves go. He didn't care if I clawed at him and he always wanted to make sure that I had a good time. Just one orgasm wasn't enough. Sam slumped against me when he was just as spent. He curled my body around his and we snuggled down to go back to sleep. 

Later that morning he tossed me in the shower and went to make us some breakfast. He knew I was going to be busy that day getting ready to for Trey. Sam was going to go with me to keep me company....and to tease me about all the tasks I would be doing. 

We ate breakfast with minimal chatter and I cleaned up the kitchen while he showered. I did ponder for a few moments jumping in there with him but there were things to be done.

First on the list was to get the Brazilian wax. The gal at the desk was very friendly and told me that the gal doing my wax was very good at what she did. I didn't much care how good she was. I just wanted it to be done and over with. I'm not a fan of having my nether region waxed. It was how ever what Trey wanted. I guess he wasn't a fan of razor stubble...well neither was I to be honest. 

The gal at the desk was right. The girl was good at her job. She was quick and didn't bore you with too much idle chatter. She made it as painless as possible. I would have to remember her for when I needed this done again. One thing I did know...this wouldn't be the last time for such a request. 

The next stop was getting the pair of shoes Trey wanted me to have. I was again surprised. The shoes weren't heels at all. They were a flat that was akin to a ballet shoe and had ties that went around the ankle. It was very soft leather...doe skin I suspected it to be. I tried the pair on and felt like my feet had died and gone to heaven. 

We stopped off at Sam's place for a while. He wanted to check phone messages and feed his cat, LeMeow. LeMeow was a still just a Bengal kitten but a real live wire. She had full run of his place and you could tell who really ran the roust...Her. LeMeow pounced on me as soon as I walked in the door. I had to laugh because most of the time according to Sam she goes and hides in his bedroom.

When I wasn't paying attention to what Sam was up to he came up behind me and started nibbling on my earlobe. That is one thing next to nibbling on my neck that always gets me going. He cups my breasts in his hands using them to pull me back against him. He grinds a bit against my bottom letting me feel his semi hard cock. I knew it would take much to make him fully hard and I wiggle my ass against him to encourage it. 

He pulls me into his bedroom which is surprisingly tidy for a male. He starts removing my clothing swiftly. It's been a while since I've seen Sam in such a mood but I sure wasn't going to complain. The wax job had me in a state of arousal ever since and trying on those shoes didn't help much. I love the feel of leather against my body. 

He steps out of his own clothes just as quickly. I can see that his cock is now hard and I know he won't keep me waiting....or will he? I notice that there are a set of restraints within his reach. I look at him with inquisitive eyes. He takes my hands in his and slides the leather over my wrists securing them. 

He looks me in the eyes and then softly speaks, "Let me have this one time...with you in restraints beneath me. I know it isn't how we normally play together." 

I looked him dead in the eye as he spoke those words to me. I knew he was being serious with his request. No, we didn't normally play like this that much is true.

"This one time...I will play the submissive to you."

His eyes light up a bit. He was going to get his desire. He smiled at me as he eased me down onto the bed and into the position he wanted me to be in. I wiggled a bit on the bed and hoped that he would close the door so that LeMeow wouldn't be interrupting our sport. Sam must have read my mind because he closed the door before joining me on the bed. 

Sam kissed down my neck slowly and placed several soft bites there to get me to squirm so well beneath him. He continued down to my breasts, placing soft kisses and bite all around...avoiding the nipples at first. Then when he got a moan to cross my lips he bites down a bit hard upon one of my nipples. I squirm against him. He works my breast like he has done this many times before to me. I was seeing a new side of Sam which was quite pleasant. He then says to me that he wished for me to see this night just what being a true submissive can be like.

Part 8

I knew Sam never to be one to tease about such things. He placed nips all down my stomach before checking to see if the restraints were just right. I saw him get up off the bed again and go to one of his dresser drawers. My mind can only guess at what he is going to pull out of the drawer and my curiosity is soon rewarded. I had to of known...him and his love of wax. A small chill ran up my spine at just the thought of hot wax touching my flesh.

I watched him light the candle and set it in a holder to burn for a while. He came back to kissing up and down my stomach. I was a bit on edge wanting to see what Sam was going to do to me next. He then softly ran his fingers over my mound, separating my lips to caress it between his fingers. It felt very nice and simply laying there not being able to stop him was something new but I was enjoying it thus far. 

He continued to tease at my lips before finally grasping my clit between two fingers and gently pulling upon it. I pull at the restraints a bit when I arch up to meet his pulling at my clit. I feel the moistness between my legs start to seep out a bit. I moan in delight at his attention. I see him reach for the candle with one hand. I start to wiggle a bit more in the restraints. 

He blows out the candle and sets it back down for a few moments to allow it to cool a bit. There is a good amount of wax that pooled in the center and can be poured out onto my flesh. You tease me with where you are going to drop the wax first by circle it over my body. Slowly you place a few drops of wax onto my nipples. I gasp as it hits my awakened skin. I wiggle in the restraints a bit. 

I try to pull my legs together when you start to place the wax over my lips and clit. You hold me a bit further open and smiles when I clench my hand into a ball. I moan as the sensations hit me. He smiles down at me and lets more of the wax cover my lips. I try not to let you know just how much this is affecting me but know that I am failing miserably at that. 

Sam leans over then and nips along my neck, and slowly spreads my lips apart again. The feel of wax separating sends me into orgasm. He holds me close as he let me cum. He lets me ride the waves of pleasure as he slides two fingers into my awaiting pussy. He finds me good and wet and easily slides them in. 

Sam dances his fingers within my pussy as if playing a fine instrument. I wiggle in the restraints wanting to have much more than just his fingers inside me. He grins at me and tells me that I must beg if I wish to enjoy these delights. I make a small grumble at him because begging has never been my foray. 

I look at you and plead a bit with my eyes. He tells me to use my mouth and utter words. I growl a bit at him and he simply chuckles at me. 

"Please Sam, please take me. Don't prolong this out any more. Please...I am begging you to take me."

He chuckles at me and tells me that I can do better than that. I grumble at him once again.

Part 9

"You know you really can be annoying with this begging thing Sam. Why should I have to beg?"

"My dear sweet kara, you know why you have to beg. Do you think Trey will let you get away with not begging? I think not. So humor your good friend and beg for me."

I bucked up against him letting him know I wasn't appreciating his teasing at the moment. Sam was never one to make me beg before but I understood what he was trying to show me this evening. I know he was being honest about the begging being a part of this. I just really wasn't a good beggar. I normally batted my eyes and got my way when it came to men and sex.

"Very well Sam. I will beg. *clears throat* Sam, please take me. Please use me. Please take me in my pussy and make me squeal with delight beneath you."

He puts some more drops of wax onto my lips as I say the last few words. I pull at the restraints as my pussy arches towards the wax. Sam was very well skilled with wax. He grins at me as I get those last words out, and lets the wax cool a few moments as he slides two fingers inside me. He pumps his fingers in and out of me in a slow rhythm. 

"I want to hear it again."

I growl at him and try to dislodge his fingers from me. The restraints are my enemy at the moment and do not allow me to remove him from my body. He grins at me and inserts a third finger. 

"Please Sam...please stop tormenting my body. Please let me feel your cock in my pussy. Take me and use me good. Please I am begging you."

"mmm...well is much better. I do love to hear you beg."

With that said he set the candle back on the holder and moved between my legs again. He separated the pooled wax once again which made me want to cum but I held off this time. He took his hardened cock and teased my clit with it as he collected my juices. He eased inside my pussy in one stroke and didn't tease me much after that. 

He reached up with one hand and pinched my nipples as his cock pounded away at my pussy. All I could do was moan and writhe in the restraints. It felt wonderful and I simply wanted more. He was bringing me right to the edge again but was keeping me hanging there. 

Part 10

Sam grinned and told me that if I wanted to cum again that I would have to beg for it. This did not make for a happy camper. I was tired of begging and he knew it but yet he persisted on this path. One of these days I would pay him back for this. I bit my lip as I prepared to speak.

"Mark my words Sam some day I am going to get you back for this. *chuckles a bit and then takes a deep breathe* Please *moving my hips against his as best I can in the restraints* please let me cum Sam. It is no longer a whim it is a need. Please let me cum."

Sam simply smiled down at me slowing a moment and then speeding back up. I wanted to cry out and call him a brat but I was concentrating too hard on not cumming without his permission. This had certainly added something to our normal play. He leaned in and whispered in my ear. 

"You better cum NOW!"

I was so happy to hear those four little words. My body responded quickly to hearing it and was soon shuddering around his cock and milking at it as I screamed out my orgasm. It was much more intense than previous orgasms I have had. My pussy milked at his cock for his release and he soon granted me that. 

He grinned at me as he undid the restraints pulling me into his arms to cuddle. I was more than happy to cuddle into his arms after that. 

"That my dear sweet Tara is just a hint of what being a true submissive is all about. *kisses the top of my head* I do thank you for allowing me this."

I nuzzled close in his arms. A bit unable to speak for a few moments and then I gradually regained my speech.

"That was truly a wonderful experience and one that I will not soon forget. It was my pleasure. *giggles softly* Mark my words though, I will some day make you beg as much as I have today to let you cum."

"I am glad to have given you this experience. Trey is going to be one lucky man. I just ask that you keep this between us though. I don't want him to think that I was trying to take you from him because I'm not. I only wanted this moment."

"I promise Sam this is our secret. I will carry it with me for a good long while."

We dozed off for a bit after our delicious session. Sam and I both woke up some hours later. He pulled me into the shower and helped me get all of the candle wax off of my body. Then we left his apartment to go grab something to eat. I looked at my watch and realized the time. This time tomorrow night, we would be arriving at Trey's door step for me to begin my training as his submissive. 

Part 11

Sam and I joked over dinner that night. We snuggled down at my apartment again that night. He held me in his arms as I slept that night. I don't think he wanted me to be alone on my last night of "freedom". I don't think he was afraid I'd bolt or back out but rather I might have some last minute fears. I was thankful that he was there with me.

I got up during the night to work on my written assignment for Trey. I didn't want to wake Sam up and did my work in the dinning room. I hoped this was what Trey wanted to see and I hoped that he would see that I was being sincere and honest in my words. That evening, I knew that my life was going to forever change. 




Little One Meets Her One



Sir, You asked me to write You an essay on why i wanted to be Your submissive and why i wanted to begin this journey with You. For a while now, i have been exploring a bit into BDSM through the local fetish scene. To say that i am curious about it would be an understatement but i had yet to find someone i felt comfortable enough with to explore deeper into it prior to meeting You in the club that night. i feel that You have entered my life in just the right moment.

i have a few friends that are either submissive or Dominant but i have never approached them to take this journey. i don't think that i could take this journey with one of them. It is nothing against them, i just wouldn't want to destroy a friendship if something went wrong or i decided this wasn't for me after all. 

i have asked around about You and have been told that You are the one of the best in the area and that i should be honored that You want to take me on as a student. i am indeed honored that You have chosen me and i hope that i don't disappoint You or myself in the process. i have completed all of the tasks that You have set for me leading up to the moment that W/we meet. 

my friend, Sam, has been answering questions and has helped me to understand a few things about what it is to be a submissive. i feel that i am ready to begin this journey and i wish to begin it with You. I am Yours, Sir, to mold and conform to Your wishes and will. i hope that You find this to Your liking and that i have completed this final task that You have set before me. 

Sam stirred and came out to the kitchen for something to drink just as I was putting the finishing touches no my assignment. He gave me a huge hug and held me tight. I asked him to proof what I had written and he told me to not change a thing. I was honest and to the point. He doubted that Trey would not want a bunch of flattering words that were in the end just a bunch of flattery and "airs". 

Sam dragged me back to bed to sleep and curled himself protectively around me. I knew that Sam wanted nothing more for me to be happy. A part of me wondered if Sam and I would be some how be changed forever by the experiences we had shared over the last few days. Only time would tell how this would impact our friendship. I don't think we would ever let something come between us.

Part 12

When we woke up that morning Sam had a regime all planned out for me. I am sure that part of it was instructions from Trey but I didn't have proof of that. Sam had me sit down to a hearty breakfast of bacon and eggs and talked to me about what to expect as the day went on. I suspected that Sam was going to take wicked pleasure in all of it. 

The first thing I was to do was fill out some paper work that Trey had delivered over to my apartment. It contained several documents that included who to contact in an emergency and any known allergies I had. It seemed that Trey certainly thought of everything when it came to being safe and covering his butt. It wasn't a bad thing but did say that the guy was a bit obsessive compulsive.

I worked on the paperwork while Sam tidied up in the kitchen. I filled out the check list of things I had and had not experienced. I filled out what I thought my hard and soft limits were and gave an explanation for each. I blushed when I had to ask Sam what a few of the things on the check list meant. Once I was done with that I called the messenger service to come pick up the papers to deliver them to Trey since he wanted the documents in advance of O/our meeting.

With that done and out of the way, Sam took me into the living room and showed me the proper way to kneel for Trey. I felt a little silly doing so in my living room. Sam assured me that it was better to try and learn how a bit now then walk blindly into it. I didn't quite get why I had to kneel. Sam explained it as being a physical show of showing my submission. Explained that way I understood. 

Sam spent a little time teasing me as I was kneeled in that position and moving my body into a few other positions. He was attempting to show me that my body would essentially no longer be mine but it would belong to Trey to do with as He pleased. We spent several hours at that task. Sam was having fun setting my body on fire with his touch. He would get me all revved up and then stop for a good while. He would then come back to it again when I was just starting to calm down. 

Sam finally stopped when it was time to eat a bite of late lunch. Trey had instructed Sam to have me pinch a nipple after every bite. I was so aroused after eating my lunch that I was actually asking Sam to let me get myself off. Sam chuckled at me and told me that getting my self off was out of the question as Trey wanted me good and wanting when I came to him that night. I then tried to tempt Sam into the bedroom but Sam wasn't going for it. He told me it was flattering but he was going to keep his word to Trey.

Sam had me lay down for a two hour nap and woke me up when it was time to get my shower and make the final preparations to go to Trey's house. My nerves were starting to build up quite a bit of anticipation. The time was getting close that would change my life in so many ways. I didn't quite know all of those ways yet, but knew that this was a monumental event no matter how I looked at it or shaped things. This was big. 

Sam watched over me as I prepared. I was only given a bit of privacy when I used the bathroom. Sam hopped in the shower with me and helped make sure that every inch of me was washed carefully. 

Part 13

Sam carefully washed and rinsed every body part of mine. He was making sure that I was good and clean. He even licked at every part in checking that I was clean and that there was no soap left behind. I think he was rather enjoying the tasks that Trey had given him. Every time he touched me it was setting me on edge sexually. It was a sweet torment. 

Sam carefully towel dried me and gave my bottom a soft swat to follow him into the bedroom to begin dressing. I slid a pair of knee high nylons on my legs to prevent the shoes from chaffing my skin. I had worn them enough to break them in but chaffing was still possible since they were so new. Sam wolf whistled as I slid the nylons over my legs. It made me blush a bit. 

The panties were the next item that I put on. I made sure that they were carefully placed as not to give me the wedgies that g-strings sometimes give a person. The bra was hooked in front of me and wiggled around and up into place. I adjusted the cups so that it lay nicely against my breasts. Then it was time to put the shoes on my feet. I twirled around a few times to make sure it all lay nicely against my body. I enjoyed the feel of the leather and velvet against my naked flesh.

Sam helped me into my trench coat and I tied the belt about my waist. I was all set to go. Sam stopped me at the door and added one more thing to my outfit. He kneeled down before me and added the remote control toy. He tested it by turning it on and off to check to make sure it was working. 

"Now you are ready to go Tara. Don't shoot me that look. It was Trey's idea. He wants you good and excited when I bring you to him."

"All I have to say is one word Sam -- wicked"

"Shush or I will leave the toy on during the entire drive to Trey's house."

"You would love doing that to me any way you naughty boy."

"Don't try your luck with me tonight. You will be on the losing end of it."

Sam walked with me to the car and it was then that my nerves kicked in. This was the moment to turn back if I was going to. I took a deep breathe and got into the car. From time to time Sam turned the toy on and teased me. He got a kick out of hearing my little gasps as it was turned on and off. I looked over and saw the grin on his face. I fidgeted in my seat until we arrived at Trey's house. 

It was an old two story Victorian. I couldn't wait to see the inside of the place. I had a feeling that the place would be elegant and unlike anything I had seen before. This was going to be interesting and an experience that I would likely never forget. A few minutes before 9 pm, Sam rang the door bell of Trey's house. 

Trey answered the door dressed all in black. I was surprised that he answered his own door. He ushered us into the living room and took my coat from me. He motioned to the marble coffee table and asked me to stand up on it. I didn't question him and did as he asked. This was the moment of truth. 

Part 14

Sam gave me a hand up as I climbed on top of the marble coffee table. I waited patiently for the next set of instructions to come from Trey and he didn't keep me waiting for long.

"Tara, please remove your trench coast and hand it to Sam. I wish to take a good look at you in your outfit."

I did as he asked and unbelted my trench coat and handed it nicely to Sam. I wasn't as self conscious as one might think standing there in this outfit. I knew that being bashful or shy had little to no place in this lifestyle. One could blush all they wanted to. I could feel Trey's eyes on my flesh. 

"Kneel like a good girl on all fours. I want to inspect you a bit more."

It was at that point that I blushed. I knew the g-string would not leave much to Trey's imagination. True Trey had touched me in the club the night we first met but he had never seen what he had touched. I waited to feel his hands upon my body. He ran the finger tips of one hand over my flesh. He was slow and methodical in his touch. Small goose bumps formed on my flesh. 

"Spread your legs a bit further apart. This will be the only time that I will ever remind you of this. When I say that I wish to inspect you just think that I mean the doggie position. I am sure you spread well for that."

My face turned a nice crimson color at him saying those words. It did give me a very good idea of what he was meaning though. If he was setting a precedence of saying exactly what he meant he was doing a good job of that. I quickly repositioned myself for him. 

I could feel his hand upon my buttocks. I was waiting in anticipation to feel his finger tips run along my lips and he didn't keep me waiting long as he moved the g-string to the side to inspect the wax job he me get. He inspected my lips for any marks and checked to see if I was wet or if I was dry. 

"You will maintain this bald look as much as possible. Any modifications to it will be cleared through me. I am pleased that you are wet. I would have hated to explain the importance of being so for me. You are being such a good girl."

Part 15

I tried not to wiggle any when he was touching me. It was difficult as I really hadn't been inspected like this before. Sure lovers had looked at my body and admired it but none of them had looked at me quite like this. I could feel his gaze upon me and I was trying really hard not to blush.

"Let me check your breasts now. I want you to kneel up like I am sure Sam instructed you on how to do. I want to check their firmness and to see how you respond to them being touched."

It made me feel a bit more at ease with him telling me what he was going to do and at least some reason why. I moved into the kneeling position and looked down at the table I was kneeling upon. 

"You may look up and forward. I want to see your eyes when I am doing this."

I tilted my head up and looked forward following his instructions. I tried not to squirm or wiggle any when his hands were touching my breasts. It didn't help when I felt the vibration of the toy. I wasn't sure who had the remote now that we were inside Trey's house. 

"Your breasts are nicely shaped and pleasant to hold in one's hands. I can tell they are real and not fake. You don't squirm much when they are touched though."

"Sorry Sir, i am just very nervous and trying not to wiggle around a lot."

"It is good that you are taking this seriously but some reactions are allowable especially if it is how you would normally respond to someone touching you. I want you to respond naturally. That is important to me."

"Thank You, Sir, for clarifying that for me."

Part 16

I shifted a bit on my knees. I wasn't accustomed to being in this position for really any length of time. I awaited his next instruction. Sam stood there with his arms at his side. He didn't say anything. I kept waiting for him to say something.

"So lovely isn't she Sam?"

"Yes, she is lovely."

"Tell me did you make her beg for you at least once?"

"Yes, I did make her beg. I wanted her to see and understand a bit of what will be expected of her. I hope that I haven't over stepped on Your wishes Trey, Sir."

"There is nothing to worry about Sam. I do have a surprise for you. Your Mistress and I have been speaking about you as of late. She feels that you are ready to have a mentor and begin to learn if you have what it takes to be a Dominant. You of course would continue as you are with your Mistress but will be coming to me once a week to help with tara here."

"I would be honored to be mentored by You."

"Then the matter is settled unless tara has any objections to this."

"No, Sir, i would be comfortable with Sam being here with U/us."

Trey softly caressed my face as I spoke those words. It must have pleased him. He studied me a bit more with his eyes before running his nails over my bare skin. I found myself arching towards his touch. I didn't see that look on his face but he seemed rather pleased that I responded like that to him. 

"How well do you handle being naked in front of someone you don't know well tara? Answer me truthfully on this question."

"It makes me rather nervous Sir. I am generally not one to be naked in front of those I don't know."

"Disrobe for me tara. I wish to see what is under this lace. I want you to disrobe where you are and take your time taking off each garment. Make a show of it for me."

"As you wish, Sir."

I slowly took off the lacey garment. I began with the top and slowly raised it up over my breasts and over my head. Folding it carefully and setting it before me. Next I rose up on my knees and slowly slide the panties down my legs. When it was down to my knees, I lowered myself down to my bottom and swung my legs out in front of me. I slid them the rest of the way off with as much grace as I could manage. I folded them on top of the top and resumed the kneeling position.

"i have complied with Your task, Sir."

"That was very nicely done tara. I watched and you moved as little as required from the kneeling position you were in to achieve the tasks completion. I am pleased with that."

I tried not to show that I was a little uncomfortable with this. He was still practically a stranger to me. I thought back a moment to the night W/we first met and blushed. I saw that he caught me blushing.

"Perhaps I should give you something to really blush about. Now spread your legs, still kneeling, and lean back and let one hand support you while the other spreads your nether lips so that I may see you without touching you."

"As you wish, Sir."

I gulped a bit and did as he asked me to do. I moved slowly into the new position, spreading my legs wide and using my hand to spread my nether lips so that I would be on display to him. I knew I was blushing as I did this. I wasn't sure what he was going to say to me next or what he was thinking. I waited for his next direction.

"i have complied with Your task, Sir."

"And beautifully done at that tara. I must say you really are a beauty. you are such a rough jewel that is just waiting for Me to mold and polish you. I can't wait to see what I can shape you into." 

Part 17 I wasn't prepared for him to reach between my legs and start to tease my body with his fingers. A blush crept over my face as more as I saw and felt what it was doing to me to have him touching me. I was trying to be quite but couldn't help myself and let out a softly moan. Trey looked at me and grumbled.

"Do I need to gag you My pretty? Did you moan when I touched you at the club?"

"No, Sir, i did not moan when i you fingered me at the club."

"Then be quiet here. If I want to hear you I will ask you a question."

I wanted to hide at the sound of his displeasure in me. I quickly lost what blush I had and started to move a bit thinking I just wanted to be away from his touch. I never took being told to shush well. He saw that I was squirming in my position and thought I was meaning that I wanted more instead of trying to get away from him.

"Now pretty on your hands and knees. I want to give you a good once over."

I moved and tried to keep in a grumble. I wasn't real fond of being on display like this. I am sure it had its purpose but at the time it wasn't being explained to me. Sam stood close by and watched. I watched him shift a bit in the way he was standing. I noticed out of the corner of my eye that he was adjusting himself. Before I knew it I let out a small chuckle that quickly was met with displeasure by Trey.

"What does pretty find so funny?"

"I'm sorry Sir. It is nothing Sir."

"Well it is obviously something as you felt a need to laugh about it. Now share it with the rest of U/us."

"Yes, Sir. Sorry Sir it won't happen again. I um...well...um...*blushing horribly once again* i had noticed out of the corner of my eye that Sam was adjusting himself Sir."

"Assume the at attention position now."

I quickly moved into the position that he called for. I could feel his gaze upon me and I knew then that I had messed up.

"In this lifestyle, W/we do not acknowledge such things with chuckles, snickers, and other forms of laughter. From this day on unless you are specifically asked to acknowledge an erection or your own wetness you will ignore it. I will not repeat myself on this matter again. This isn't high school and I will not tolerate having to stop for such childish things. W/we are done for tonight and you will go home to your apartment and think about what you could have done better tonight. I will see you in two days. I will ask you again at that time if you are really serious about this and you will show me you are by not acting so childish. Sam, I do apologize for this interruption into your training time. Now get your things and go."

I felt like a rug had been pulled out from underneath me. I had never had someone talk to so. I quickly gathered myself and started to speak.

"i am sorry Sir. It won't happen again Sir."

"You can add on no playing until I tell you that you may again. Be quiet unless you want to keep adding on things."

I started to open my mouth and quickly shut it. I took my trench coat from Sam and put it on as I made my way to the door. It was a very quite ride back to my apartment and Sam simply dropped me off and left. I made my way up to my apartment and quickly and carefully got out of my outfit.

I had never had anyone talk to me like that. Sam being so quiet during the car ride home made me really think about what I had done. I suppose it was rude of me to have acknowledged Sam and what he was doing. I thought it was cute that it was affecting him like that but it also indicated that my focus wasn't where it needed to be. That was the big thing. I wasn't focused on Trey when I should have been. That was ruder than my bit of laughter.

It was that realization that made me realize that was why I was sent home. This was going to be harder than I first thought. It was more than simply paying attention to words said. It was paying attention to the Dominant and not your surroundings or any thing else that was going on around me. I owed Trey an apology and Sam as well. My actions showed a lack of focus and maturity. 

I crawled into to bed still thinking about the events of the night. In the morning, I would think on the best way to get my mind back in gear and on track. I didn't want Trey to think I was going to be wasting his time.