I'm at my office drinking my water and typing a few emails. I didn't feel like coming to work today, but I wanted to getaway from him. I try to focus on my work, but his words keep coming back to me! "Your my submissive." He had said.
"Hey, Beth there happens to be a good looking man here for you." Sara says over the phone.
Hhmmm, I wonder who this strange, good looking man could be? Well none other than Master himself! I scowl at him when I get to the end of the hallway, not so far from my office.
"Yes?" I scold. He frowns a raised an eyebrow.
"What's up with you?" I roll my eye's not caring for his reaction. "Your here, that's what's up with me." I look away from him. How can I scold and be mad at a man so damb hot!? I ignore the thought, then look back at him. When I do, he has this worry I'm his eye's.
"You promised you wouldn't leave me." His frown isn't just a frown, it's a sad one. I look down at my knotted fingers.
"I did promise that," He looks at me confused, "And I won't, but it is you that is timing me." I glare up at him. He nods his head slowly and looks away from me again. "I'm sorry, I-I didn't mean that. I said that with all my sub-" I cut him off not wanting him to finish that terrible sentences.
"Even is you aren't timing me. I'm still your submissive." I sob at the last word.
"So?" I hear him whisper. I scowl at him again, "So I want more with you. I want to be more with you, not your fucking sex slave!" I gasp and then let the years flow. He goes to wipe away one of my tears, but I push his hand back. "Don't touch me." I sniff, then head back to my office hoping nobody heard me, but I bet they did.
I feel bored and put out of control. What to do? I check my phone for e-mails or any texted, but nothing. "Uggh!" I say aloud.
"You sound very bored, Beth." I hear someone say. And I know who it is, it's him. Master. I whirl my chair around and see him standing at the door way of my office.
"What are you doing here?" My voice sounds a little too intrusive then it needs to be, but whatever!
"I wanted to apologize. You know, me taking you into this life," He looks down at the floor and shrugs, "I won't lie to you, but I wanted more with you too." He smiles shyly.
"Wait," I frown, "You want to leave me?" I gasp and my eyes widen. He shrugs, "I don't want to leave you, but it is starting to seem better that way." He shrugs again.
I feel pain. Not because he wants to leave me, but because I know he's done this with the other woman he has been with. I shake my head at the thought. "No." I say firmly. He frowns.
"No what?" His frown depends almost into a glare. I shake my head no again. "I can't let anyone have you." I sob, and the tears once again flow down my cheeks. He put his hand on my right cheek and looks at me asking for my permission. I nod my head and let him get rid of the salty tears.
"I love you." I finally say, after all this time I've been with him, I have my chance to say the best three words ever to exist.
"I love you too." He smiles and I smile back feeling relieved that he has finally told me how he feels. I want to jump up in his face and kiss him... So I do. His tongue depends the kiss even more, making me want more. It's only been a week and this guy knows me so well.
"Okay time to go home." He breaths, then pulls me out the door.
I wake up the next morning in... Masters bed! I look at my surroundings just to make sure. Holy crap his room, his bed.
"Sleep well?" Master says coming out of his bathroom wear nothing except a robe.
"I slept fantastic! And um... You should keep that on. I point back at his robe. He smirks a wicked smirk.
"Maybe I will." He shrugs then gets on the bed next to be and lays down. "You smell good." He inhales deeply. I can't help myself... So I make out with him, and we are lost in each other again.
