Help Wanted [*Complete*]

14

"A Submissive who wishes to further serve their Sir can offer themselves up as a slave. However, before one can be accepted as slave one must first earn the support of two of The Three—the sitting highest ranking Masters in The Society."

When the alarm went off, I had to fight to wake up. Before getting out of bed I picked up my WAKE cell going over the meetings for the day. Mr. Emery had a ten o'clock but not much else. It was so startling early I hesitated to call what I got sleep.

Once standing the bruises from my spanking two days ago made themselves known, the ache from the Sybian refused to abate no matter what I did. I grabbed my satiny black robe putting my phone in the pocket before heading out for the kitchen.

From the kitchen I could see Mr. Emery swimming in the L shaped lap pool. Curiosity got the best of me, so I padded my way outside. Upon noticing me he paused. I didn't move as he stared up at my naked body.

"Drop your robe."

The simple command raised gooseflesh, my nipples hardened into achy needy points.

"Get in the water."

I could swim, but I was bad at doing the whole treading water aspect so I avoided water as best I could.

"I—"

"You can swim. Unless they're giving Life Guard Licensure to people who can't swim now."

"I can swim, Sir. I just..."

"Get in the water, Natalia." He quirked a brow, I shut my eyes and stepped in. I expected it to be cold instead it was the perfect temperature for a morning swim. Though I only seemed to be able to just barely keep my chin out of the water. Near instantaneously his arm wrapped around my waist.

"I have you." He watched me for a moment. "Ah, there's your problem. Here... lean back against me."

"Are—"

"Natalia." He chided me, his lids half lowering. I pursed my lips leaning back against his chest. "Do you really have so little trust in me?" The question hung heavy in the air.

"I trust you, Sir." I glanced at him for a quick moment and I could have sworn I saw him smile.

"Now, pay attention to how I move my arms and legs, all right?"

I nodded, he let go of the side of the pool angling his body so I was on top of him. It took a few moments but by the time we reached the other end of the pool I got the hang of it. He stopped at the edge again wrapping his arm around my waist.

"Try it. I'm right here, the edge is right there. You're safe."

With a slow breath to calm myself I let go of the edge instead of flutter kicking like I'd been taught bringing my knees up, kicking out and around with my feet flexed. Surprisingly I stayed above the water.

Mr. Emery applauded me, his claps drew my attention, a certain look of pride on his face.

"Tha—"

Beep. Beep. Beep. An alarm went off.

"Fuck, time to wake up Belinda." He pulled himself out of the pool, I was treated to the water cascading down his well-muscled form trailing over the artful lines of his tattoos. "Go get dried off and meet me in the kitchen in no more than twenty minutes." Without glancing back at me he headed back inside, snatching his phone and a towel from a chair in the Florida room.