An Alternate Reality!

[yeishia]

Desiree.....

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What you see here is what you get

Closed for Last_Rider and myself.


OOC:

I had been a devoted and spoiled slave to the same Master for many years now and was content well almost…..

Almost certainly submissive occasionally the devil in me would surface and I would get this nagging need to Dominate. My Master, Grahame would on occasion, indulge his slave a little but never enough to really scratch my itch. How could he? He was not one to to surrender that which was His alone.

Well work was to take my Master away for an indefinite period of time and I was to be left behind. I was terrified at the prospect of such a prolonged separation.

My Master had the solution....

He would allow me to ‘switch’ while he was gone!

I was to get a submissive all for my very own; a present from my Master to do with as I pleased.

I was to get my own apartment while he was gone, my own playroom, my own toys and unlimited funds with which to indulge my every whim. My eyes were pools of untapped desire as I pondered all the wicked possibilities now at my disposal. Oh! how I loved my beloved Master and Oh! how I would miss him in my life.

While he prepared for my trip I prepared for my new destiny….


IC:

The deadline was fast approaching when Grahame would leave her, and the closer she got the more anxious she felt. Could she make a permanent switch, would her sub like her, could she control him, would he listen, how strict should she be?

Her wayward thoughts went around and around her brain intermingled with other more important doubts; will my master return, will he forget me, how shall I cope?

Desiree was a mass of nerves waiting for her master to visit for the first time in her new apartment he; he hadn’t seen the decor yet leaving it all up to her.

Would he approve of the opulent bedroom, what would he think of the medieval playroom she had fashioned out of her imagination? She had dressed as Domme seeking his approval. She stopped her pacing and stared at her reflection in the full length mirror

Desiree was tiny all curves and sensuality and knew that she looked phenomenal in her new attire; the spiky heels adding height to he 5ft 3ins frame. She wore a backless soft black leather camisole, and a matching satin g-string, sheer black stockings with lacy tops completed her ensemble.

“Hmmmm very sexy Mistress Desiree I could eat you all up!” she told her reflection, grinning wickedly as she watched her startling blue eyes darken, just the thought of how her Master would view her transformation, making them change.

She had left her long back hair tumbling around her slender frame in wanton waves falling to well below her curvaceous bottom but as an after thought she brought it over one shoulder and fashioned it into one long braid.

She grinned knowing that Her Master would approve of the change. She shivered imagining it clasped in one of his strong hands

She turned from the appraisal of herself as she heard her Master’s key in the door.

“Master what you think?” she purred striking a dominant and provocative pose tapping the toy that she was holding in the palm of her other hand before she hurried to her place at her Master's feet.....

 

[Last_Rider]

Grahame was quite possibly the luckiest man on the planet. He had found such a perfect submissive in Desiree, someone who loved to please, who loved the attention he gave her, was so well behaved, there was nothing he could find wrong with her.

Like many submissive's she had an occasional itch to be in control, to dominate. He wasn't even close to a switch, and felt somewhat bad that he couldn't give her that, but it wasn't something he could control. He didn't feel that urge, not even a twinge.

Now though, business was calling him away. He had thought of taking her with him, she was well behaved, and he hated to be away from her. In the end though, that would prove an impossibility. The travel schedule, the meetings, all of it just wasn't conducive to bringing Desiree with him. God, he didn't want to leave her.

This had presented an opportunity though. He wasn't about to leave her alone, and she wanted to indulge her switchy side. So, secretly at first, he'd begun looking for male submissives who could stay with her. The search had been tiring at times, mostly because he wanted to find just the right one.

Several were just looking for sex, or a place to stay. Many were inadequately trained, or had personalities that he didn't trust. Eventually he'd found a few that required more in depth interviews, discussions with previous dominants, and eventually he'd found one.

He'd never forget the look on Desiree's face when he'd told her. She'd smothered him with kisses and thanked him over and over.

Now, standing just inside her doorway, looking at the dominant pose she'd struck, he smiled. She still was his, and he could never want another. He reached down caressing her face softly.

"I think you're going to make one submissive very very happy."

He left a folder on the table and admired her apartment. He was funding it, but had left everything up to her personal tastes. He was impressed. The folder contained the relevant information on the submissive he'd chosen for her, she could look it over tomorrow before he arrived. Or ignore it and ask him herself, either way.

"Come, I wish to enjoy your body tonight before I have to leave."

Grahame smiled at her, offering his hand.

 

[yeishia]

Desiree smiled up at him dropping the toy in her hand silently onto the plush carpet as she leaned into his hand, kissing the inside of his wrist, inhaling the unique smell of him.

"I think you're going to make one submissive very very happy."

Her eyes clouded, she only really needed, wanted, him, she hoped He understood this. If her Master was happy, she was happy, the other was secondary.

“Master there is only ever you,” she whispered quietly.

Desiree watched as he moved around the apartment, she remained kneeling and attentive to his mood. He approved she could tell and relaxed a little. She watched carefully as he dropped the folder he was holding on the table. It lay there like a snake poised and waiting to strike , she knew what it contained and suddenly was afraid. ”Master?”

"Come, I wish to enjoy your body tonight before I have to leave."

She raised her eyes as he spoke, they locked to his, His words music to her senses. She took his proffered hand coming to her feet in a single fluid motion. She longed to be in his arms again. She wanted this night to last for an eternity; as much as she wanted a submissive of her own, she wanted her Master more……..

Please don’t leave me, she almost spoke the words aloud but they remained pure thought. She trusted her Master in all things and she would trust him in this!

 

[Last_Rider]

Grahame felt her change in mood, but knew she trusted him. God how he hated to leave her. But, it couldn't be helped, not this time. He'd delayed or delegated other trips so he could stay with her, this was just karmic balance.

He had another little surprise for her, but he could give it to her in the morning. For now, they both had other needs.

"Strip for me my pet, I want you naked and ready for me. Tonight I'm going to make your body sing for me. I'm going to make sure you remember this night."

He knew she would never forget him, he was always in her heart and thoughts, this was a gesture. He was letting her know he wanted her to remember him, that he cared for her greatly and that it broke his heart to leave.

 

[yeishia]

His provocative words had her dissolving,she felt almost as if she could easily melt like some decadent confection in a sticky puddle at his feet!

She looked at him from beneath her lashes, should she, could she?

Grinning she flipped an unseen switch, sensual music flooded the room and she began to remove her scanty clothing. Her expertise would have put an exclusive stripper to shame, as she lowly peeled off her attire.

She was poetry in motion, as she undressed before him, her violet eyes never leaving his, Oh! how she loved this man, the Master of her heart"

"My beloved Master," her words were a heady gasp, as she finally stood before him totally nude, trembling in anticipation......

 

[Last_Rider]

God she was beautiful, sensual, and her eyes never left his. He loved that about her, her total devotion to him, her Master. Grahame watched her hips swaying, her curves moving in time to the music that hummed through the room. She was definitely going to make the submissive he'd found her very happy.

She was trembling slightly, clearly anticipating what was to happen next. He hadn't thought in great detail about what he'd do with her tonight, but watching her he knew what he wanted to do.

He rose and took her hand, kissing her wrist, eyes on her still.

"Show me the bedroom Pet."

 

[yeishia]

"Show me the bedroom Pet."

His sensual lips on her wrist sent a pulse along her arm which diffused through out her body until she was floating on a wave of pleasure as she guided him to her bedroom. Would he like what he saw within so different from her usual preferences of froth lace, all fuchsias and pinks, sugar and spice and all things nice and naughty?

She grinned, trying to see her new boudoir through the eyes of her Master.
It spoke of decedent richness, of sensual, sinful pleasures; it was a room full of promise and delight. The walls were of the deepest rose adorned with rich tapestries.

The huge bed dominated the center of the room it was sinfully round; five polished mahogany columns rising from its edges, two of which had suspended between them a Saint Andrew’s cross. The wall facing the cross and the ceiling above the bed were both mirrored. Fabric was interwoven or suspended round the remaining columns in such a manner so as not to impede many of the other play items discreetly hidden amongst them.

The bed was rock hard but its trappings were a soft delight, the softest crimson silks and many Leopard print throw covers. The room was lit by hundreds of candles flickering form their many locations, sending shadows and evocative images of them both around the sensual room. Desiree's eyes sparkled as she saw their many reflections, yes the mirrors were placed just right.

She reluctantly dropped her Masters hand and glided to one tall column; embedded into its base was a thick black chain which ended in a black rolled steel collar, it was about 8 feet long. Looking at him she simply knelt and placed it around her own slender throat, on top of her own collar which he had not yet removed. Of course it was far to big it had been designed for a male, it overwhelmed her small frame.

Her intention was clear

“Master , my beloved use me as you will, thy will be done this night, as always!”

She could feel her desire building deep with in her belly as she knelt before him waiting, unbeknown to Desiree, her knees had crept open, her charms an open invitation.

 

[Last_Rider]

The room was as close to perfect as you could get. Grahame had left the design entirely in her hands, and was not at all disappointed in this lavish, yet incredibly practical room. The colors were deep, but very sensual and warming, welcoming even. Mirrors, of course mirrors. His pet loved to watch. The bed brought a smile to his face. Whoever was on it could be pointed any direction, used for any purpose really. It was perfect.

"I am impressed little one, you have out done yourself."

He watched as she took the almost comically large collar and slipped it around her neck. He knew it's purpose, and was impressed by the level of thought and care she had put into this. He stepped to her, noticing her legs had drifted apart and exposed her glistening sex. His plans for tonight had already been made, he knew exactly what he wished of her tonight, how he planned on making this memorable for her.

"Rise beloved, I need you to remove my clothes."

As she stood, he smiled and undid the large collar, tracing her slender neck with his fingertips as she started removing his clothes.

"We'll need only soft restraints tonight my pet, which you seem to have as well. I love the room, it is very much who you are. And your submissive will be honored to be here."

 

[yeishia]

She shivered at his praise, although designed with another in mind she wished he were not leaving, and that it were she who would be using the new set up for His pleasure instead of her own. The wild child inside was dying to escape, and so she pushed the errant thought aside, concentrating instead on what would be their final night together for a long, long time……

Hurrying to his side she quickly divested him of his clothing, her hands shaking as she worked. Normally she would have teased him greatly, undoing the buttons of his shirt, undoing the zipper of his pants, both with nothing but her wicked teeth, kissing and caressing each delicious morsel of his flesh, as it was unveiled to her greedy eyes.

Today, she was in a hurry to get to the main course of their evening, and so within minutes he was standing in just his underwear, wearing what could only be described as a very lascivious smile!

She trailed the outline of his manhood through the silky fabric, with a finger nail, before placing her hot wet lips to the place within the outline as she sucked the length of his slowly awakening cock, delighting as it came alive through the now transparent fabric. Hmmmm, he smelled so damn good, like the smell of soft earth after a summers rain, musky and definitely all dominant male. She slowly peeled the now damp fabric from his hips and watched with greedy eyes as his engorged cock sprang from it’s confines, primed and ready for action.

"We'll need only soft restraints tonight my pet, which you seem to have as well.”

What has my Master planned? she wondered lowing her eyes to hide her feral grin, awaiting his pleasure, pleased that he approved of the space she had fashioned.

“My Master, as always I am at your mercy.” She told him in her seductive sexy voice.

 

[Last_Rider]

“My Master, as always I am at your mercy.”

"Yes you are little one, and I'm going to show you that again tonight."

Grahame could be playful as well as serious, and he scooped Desiree up and tossed her onto the bed. He followed, crawling over, letting his presence, his authority, everything she loved and craved deep within her soul, cover her like a blanket. His eyes were smoldering as they looked into hers, then his lips found hers. The kiss started out soft, and he slowly deepened it, claiming her mouth with his, his tongue wrapping with hers, again expressing his ownership. As she started puddling under the kiss, his hands found her wrists and bound them with the soft leather cuffs. They were bound above her head, and connected to one of the chains on the pillars.

"Spread your legs little slave, I want access to your cunt tonight."

When she complied he moved from above her to bind her ankles in similar fashion. Then he moved to the array of toys she had assembled for the lucky submissive. Tonight he was only interested in one, a Magic Wand that he'd insisted she keep on hand. He plugged it in and switched it on and off a few times, letting the buzzing play through her mind. Then he was kneeling between her legs, and the toy was pressed over her dripping entrance on the low setting, the powerful vibrations pulsing through her.

"I know you like the lash pet, but tonight I'm going to just use tenderness to turn your body into liquid. You can beg all you want, but it wont change anything I have planned. I'm going to make you feel very good tonight little one."

His lips found her tummy in a soft kiss of ownership and affection as the toy wiggled up and down her sex, deliberately missing her clit.

 

[yeishia]

He scooped her up as if she weighted nothing more than a feather, before covering her with the masculine blanket that was indeed her Master, she melted beneath him, loving every masculine inch of his insidious domination; he made her feel protected, loved and above all allowed her submissive nature free reign to emerge in all it's glorious strength and blessed need! "Master my beloved." she whispered, almost purring as their eyes locked and his lips blotted out all reason. She flowed into him, cleaving unto him, melting, becoming the warm delicious puddle beneath him that he had become well accustomed to.

She barely noticed his actions, until delighted she realized that he had bound her wrists above her head.

"Spread your legs little slave, I want access to your cunt tonight."

"Mmmmmm," willingly she did as he had bidden, knowing that she was already wet with her anticipation, His dominance, His heady smell, were like an aphrodisiac to her senses. Her body became a quivering mass as he bound her legs similarly wide apart atop the sensual landscape of her decedent bed . Closing her eyes as he left her side,trying to quiet her breathing until she heard the familiar sound of a wand turning off and on; her heart sped up, her Master had chosen one of her most favorite toys for his amusement tonight. It could be a sensual delight or a sadistic source of torture in his expert hands….what had he in mind for their final time together, she wondered?

She shuddered as she felt the first teasing touch, waking, echoing through her innermost recesses. “Please my Master,” she begged trying to arch closer to its vibrating head. She adored the sound, the vibrations the sense of inevitability she felt at its very closeness. Orgasm in less than seven seconds unless his will forbade it!

"I know you like the lash pet, but tonight I'm going to just use tenderness to turn your body into liquid. You can beg all you want, but it won’t change anything I have planned. I'm going to make you feel very good tonight little one."

Her questions answered, she shuddered in delight, it would be cat and mouse this night Ummmmmmmmmmm, oooooh! Second to the lash, this was her favorite form of play , a heavenly form of hell, tender torture at its very best.

Sensation became her primary focus; his lips on her belly, “Master pleeeese pleeese,” felt like liquid fire, the wand a column of tiny fire ants dancing on her labia, “ah uh aw uh ah uhhhhhh M..Masterrrrrr!”

 

[Last_Rider]

Desiree was such a lovely submissive, her body and mind lay bare for him at just a glance, and now she was rapidly becoming a quivering mass of desire under the touch of the wand. He moved it up and down her sex, but very carefully avoided her clit. It was incredible to watch, it just kept growing and growing, begging silently for the touch she needed.

He switched off the wand and spread her wider, fully exposing the little nub, admiring it.

"Your clit is so big little one, begging for a touch, a caress, maybe even some of those wicked vibrations."

The wand was dormant for the moment, and in it's dormant state he touched her clit with it. He didn't move it, and when her hips tried to grind against the surface he removed it. When she'd relaxed, it touched her clit again, but he still didn't turn it on, torturing her with the possibility rather than anything physical. Then he turned it on, but didn't let it caress her skin. He just let the humming sounds drive her mind wild before it pressed just above her slit. Now the residual vibrations would drive her clit insane without giving her the stimulation she required to orgasm.

"And it's still growing, oh you must be soooo needy now my little slave. Is your body getting nice and desperate?"

 

[yeishia]

Desiree was indeed a quivering mass of need and desires her whole sex from the inside out felt like it was liquid fire, it felt swollen to the point of bursting! One small wavering of her concentration and she knew she would simply explode cumming without his express permission.

She wanted to be perfect for him this night and took a series of deep breaths to try and calm her needs…

The wand stopped her eyes flew open questioning his, only to immediately close them concentrating hard as he spread her wider feeling the coolness caress her fevered clit increasing her heat rather than diminishing it!

"Your clit is so big little one, begging for a touch, a caress, maybe even some of those wicked vibrations."

“Pleeese my Master,” Desire begged her voice husky with her need involuntarily rising her hips arching off the bed. He knew more than anyone exactly what she craved right now…

He planned on teasing her to her death this night!

As she felt the gravely surface of the wand touch her clit, cool, uniquely heavy, she willed him to turn it on. Her mind almost felt its wicked vibrations and her body reacted grinding into the inert toy only to find that the devil had removed it!

Relax, Desiree scolded herself determined to outlast his teasing but her greedy mind had skipped a step and was already anticipating him turning on the devilish tool and pressing it to her swollen clit. Hmmmmmm Heavenly hell! So indoctrinated was her body’s response to her favorite cherished toy that as he actually did turn it on she almost came there and then without a single touch!

"Master!" she growled out his name begging and pleading in that single word for him to put her out of her misery.

But he wasn’t finished his wicked teasing yet placing the toy on her soft skin just above her needy clit. Her brain started to short circuit as her clit jumped in response growing even larger as if it were trying to physically reach the humming wand all on its very own. Her hips pressed upward her thighs shaking in exhaustion as she tried to ride the wave of pleasure as she neared the point of no return and to simply hold there for His pleasure.

Her bound hands were balled into fists as her whole body began to tremor from her head to her dainty painted toes, beads of perspiration breaking out in wild abandon on her quaking skin only to immediately boil over and explode to their death from the sheer heat emancipating from her over heated flesh!.

“Please n…n no.. more!! She begged of him.

 

[Last_Rider]

Grahame knew he was pushing his lovely submissive. He could see Desiree's eyes when they were open, the desire, the need, it was turning them into burning pools. Her body was clenched tightly, fists balled up, painted toes curled tightly, her hips were moving, desperately trying to get her distended clit to the buzzing toy. For some reason, he knew she could take just a little bit more tonight. This was to be their last night together for a long time, and even the normal earth shattering orgasm wasn't going to be sufficient for his desires tonight.

"Just a little more my sweet Pet, you're going to cum harder than you thought possible when I'm done with you."

It was tipping his hand a little that he intended to let her cum tonight, but she could easily have guessed that anyway. In the past he'd brought her to the edge a few times and then left her needy and without release until the morning when they both woke up from sleep.

Not tonight though.

"Your cunt looks so needy, let me help with that."

The wand switched off and Grahame pushed his hard cock into her body. They both loved this, and it would be easier for her to control herself like this while he got her towards the edge again. There was enough slack in the ankle bindings that he could raise her hips up and rest them on his legs while they coupled. He could also reapply the wand from this position if he felt the urge to.

They moved like that for a while, what felt almost an eternity to his lovely Desiree as she burned with desire. The pace was steady, and when she was primed again he stayed there, making her ride the edge of orgasm with him slowly taking her body over and over again.

Very soon it would simply be too much for her, but until that exact moment arrived, Grahame was enjoying his toy.

"I bet if I used your lovely toy on your poor, needy, helplessly exposed clit you'd be a good girl and cum nice and hard for me. I want that tonight, something for you to remember. No matter how lovely your orgasms are with your submissive, always I can do this to you. Something to remember me by my sweetest Pet."

His lips found hers, his body covering her, enveloping her with his protection, his love. Even in her needy state, her desperate desire to finally cum with and for him, she knew she was safe with him.

Then the wand flicked back on and found it's way between their bodies and onto her beating clit.

"Now, fucking CUM!"

 

[yeishia]

Her beloved Master was driving her insane with need she almost missed his tiny clue that she did indeed plan on ending her sweet torment

"Your cunt looks so needy, let me help with that."

Her eyes flew open and fixed on his as she felt the hot tip of his wicked cock burning at the entrance to her sex. Her hips raised almost as if they had a mind of their own to accommodate his entrance moaning at the sensations she never tired of, his beautiful cock sliding into her tight and welcoming tunnel Desiree almost came then and there biting her lower lip consciously pulling herself further back from the beckoning abyss. He played her like a well tuned fiddle untill she thought her heart would stop and she would simply die of wanting ...

"Master pleeeeeese I am... going to...ooooooooh ....die! "

"I bet if I used your lovely toy on your poor, needy, helplessly exposed clit you'd be a good girl and cum nice and hard for me. I want that tonight, something for you to remember. No matter how lovely your orgasms are with your submissive, always I can do this to you."

Her eyes widened at the mention of the toy widened further at the rest of his impassioned words." Something to remember me by my sweetest Pet."she would never forget the man who was her life's blood ever!.

His kiss, his body protecting her were sheer perfection a small tears dripped from the corners of her beautiful passion filled eyes "Master please don't leave me!" she whispered against his neck knowing it was wrong of her to ask him this.

That was her last coherent thought as the wand fired up and he placed it between their soaking bodies to unerring find her throbbing clit.

"Now, fucking CUM!"

The command was given and all of his lovely submissive responded. She arched into him exploding into a million heady fragments her cunt clenching hard around his cock, causing him to join her in her heady journey into oblivion. It was as if she had been plugged into an electrical socket as she thrashed out her pleasure waves and waves of pure primal motion shuddering through her slender frame an unstoppable force of pure sexual energy.

Desiree felt as if her mind had blown a circuit but continues to let go knowing she was safe with Grahame he was traveling with her, they where bound sharing the same breathe it seemed to her.

"Loveee youuuu," she screamed out just seconds before she went limp under him soft sensual smile on her beautiful face .

An orgasm is often call 'La petite mort'

His beautiful submissive had just willingly died and gone heaven with her beloved most cherished Master!

 

[Last_Rider]

The orgasm they shared together was explosive to say the least, Grahame was very attuned to Desiree and knowing just how powerful she came was more than enough to push him over as well. As soon as they were off into bliss together he removed the wand and switched it off, his body still over hers, lips on her body, his presence comforting her as they drifted off together. It was going to kill him to leave her, but he knew it couldn't be avoided and that she would be well taken care of in his absence.

"I love you too my dearest one."

Desiree was smiling, eyes hooded as the two of them soared off together. Grahame returned to his body first, but didn't move for a time, enjoying the feel of his submissive against him. She was so perfect for him, he'd never wanted another once he found her.

With a soft groan he pushed up on his knees enough to release the bindings on her wrists and ankles before he laid down with her again. She was slowly coming back to herself, and Grahame wrapped his arms around her, holding her close as she returned.

"I don't want to leave you my dearest. If I wasn't certain it was unavoidable I wouldn't, and I know you'll be taken care of in my absence. Sleep now, in the morning we'll talk about your submissive and other things."

His lips found hers, a soft, sensual, deep and powerful kiss before they drifted into slumber together.

 

[yeishia]

The force of her orgasm quite literally almost blew her mind and it was with some difficulty that she pushed through the fog to decipher his whispered words.

"I love you too my dearest one."

She cherished the small moments when she was held safe and cherished under his strong form feeling bereft as he moves to release her bindings snuggling close when he returned to hold her gently as she returned back to the here and now.

She listened as he assuaged her fears exited for what the morrow would bring, scared that she would not do her new submissive justice and more than anything afraid that soon her beloved Master would be gone from her.

“Sleep now,” her eyes fluttered closed her body relaxed but her arms held fast around his waist.

“Please do not forget me Master come back to me.”

Were her last impassioned words as she drifted off into to never land a worried frown on her beautiful brow the taste of his mouth on her sensuous slightly swollen lips.

 

[Last_Rider]

Grahame woke before Desiree, and stretched out his muscles as she slept beside him. The bed was quite comfortable, she had chosen very well. He felt a swell of pride at her, and longing. God, he really didn't want to go from her. She was too perfect for him, he felt a flare of jealousy that another would be hers while he was gone. It died almost instantly, Desiree was his, and she would submit herself to no one else. His mind flashed back to the submissive he'd chosen and he calmed a little. He'd chosen well, Desiree would be cared for by a submissive in his absence and would get to try out her switchy side. This was the best of a bad situation, and he'd have to be satisfied with it.

"I will never forget you, and I wont let anything stop me from coming back to you."

Whispered words to his half awake darling Pet. He woke her with a soft kiss and a gentle shake.

"I'll go make breakfast, join me there when you're ready."

He dressed in comfortable jeans and headed to the kitchen. He'd brought a change of clothes with him last night, and since he'd be flying most of today formality was hardly a necessity.

In the center of the table was the file on Desiree's submissive. Grahame planned on going over most of it with her before leaving today, anything else could be referenced later. He also moved to his travel bag and found some books that he left on the coffee table. Just some reading for her, a few novels he knew she'd like, and four or so instructional texts on things. Just in case she and her submissive wanted to explore.

The smell of cooking food soon wafted through the rooms, Grahame was no chef, but he was capable in the kitchen and the scent would soon draw Desiree out of her bedroom.

 

[yeishia]

Desiree awoke, instantly realizing she was alone, she knew he wouldn’t have left without saying goodbye but nonetheless for a brief moment she almost panicked untill the smell of breakfast wafted through the open door. Desiree smiled and stretched much like a well satisfied feline before hopping into the shower completing her toilet at a record speed for her.

Nor bothering to dry she slipped on a soft fluffy white robe and moved to stand quietly leaning on the frame of the open kitchen door way. Her robe had fallen open revealing one slender shoulder and exquisite breast both still wet and glistening from her shower. Her still damp hair fell in unruly waves from its top knot and her smoldering blue eyes were filled with unspoken love for the man whom they were lazily devouring.

You are a lucky lucky girl, she told herself her small pink tongue peeking out to caress the contours of her sensual lips as an errant hand seemingly with a mind all of its down traveled over the smooth contours of her belly to rest over her soft smooth mound.

Ummmmm, she moaned softly knowing she should stop but her mind was filled with the man whom she adored, they were his magical fingers not hers, how could she refuse him?

Desiree was mildly aware of the sizzle of bacon and the kettle singing merrily on the stove. As she herself began to simmer in tandem, idly her mind wondered which one of them would come to boiling first…

 

[Last_Rider]

Grahame was well aware of Desiree when she leaned on the doorframe, the robe revealing her tantalizing body. His eyes met hers, watching as her fingers began to trace her body, down, down, to where she needed them. He smiled, she was thinking of them as his fingers, he could see it in her eyes. Why should she have to fantasize?

He moved to her, hand darting between the folds of her robe, pushing her fingers aside and replacing them with his. He was soft, parting her folds, fingers dancing along the skin, burrowing until he felt her clit growing against his touch, her body reacting.

"Watch breakfast little one, don't let it burn."

She would do her best, and Grahame resumed his fingers fluttering over her sex, finding her entrance wet and eager for some penetration. One finger eased into her depths as his thumb pressed to her clit.

"Tell me when I'll have to tend the food, and don't you dare lie to me."

 

[yeishia]

"Ummmmm," eyes closed her fantasy became reality as her beloved Master's fingers replaced her own, Desiree shuddered in delight as her gently stroked her swollen flesh zeroing in on the small nub of her desire.

"Watch breakfast little one, don't let it burn."

Desiree forced open her heavy lidded eyes desperately trying to focus her attention of their breakfast, she so hoped he had turned the temperature under the food down a tad, she was totally unsure if she would be able too….

“UmmmahhhhhMasssster!” She could feel the pressure building and thrust her sopping flesh against his wicked finger tightening around it pressing harder as she gently rotated on his hand, her moments getting more abandoned by the second.

"Tell me when I'll have to tend the food, and don't you dare lie to me."

Desire clung to him her nails digging into the flesh of his shoulders her eyes glued to the bubbling bacon in the pan and on the boiling kettle.

She thought lazily that both her and breakfast were cooking to perfection both growing hotter. The bacon began to hiss and pop in tandem with her ragged breathing she neared the point of no return

“Master may I cum... oooooohhh” Desiree arched into him shaking wildly and as he began to answer her the bacon too came to the point where it would burn!

Fuck the bacon she! thought petulantly, I too am burning.

“Grahame the bacon …ummmm…s do not stop …oooh…the bacon will burn…oh god please…needs tending tooooooo!”

Her hands left him and she griped the door jam behind her desperately trying to regain control small tears slipping from eyes now squeezed tight shut.

 

[Last_Rider]

Grahame patiently worked Desiree, she ground against him as one finger slipped inside her and his thumb worked her clit. She was clinging to him, he assumed her eyes were on the stove behind him as she got closer and closer. He felt her getting closer, heard her beg permission before she told him of the bacon's need to be flipped.

"Good girl, don't move."

He slipped from her, flipped the bacon and returned to her. Instantly he was inside her again, her clit pulsing under his touch. She was so good.

"You were good, and yes. You may cum."

With that his fingers sped up, removing her choice in the matter, forcing her body to cum for him. She convulsed a little, her hands again on his shoulders as she quivered and shook in pleasure. They stayed like that for a few moments until he was certain she had some composure again. Then he withdrew and licked his fingers clean.

"Very good. Sit, it should be just about done. We have to talk."

It wasn't ominous, just a fact. He didn't want to do it, not really. Still, there wasn't anything to be done. Everything they'd handle today was designed to make things as easy as possible for both of them.

 

[yeishia]

"Good girl, don't move."

Desiree felt as if she were slipping down the wall to become a sensual puddle on the floor, unsure if it was just her imagination playing over time she gripped the door jamb behind her with her finger tips holding on for dear life.

As she felt the heat of him and heard his whispered “You may cum." She was able to relax into his expert fingers as he took her control leading her where he wished. Her hands returning to his shoulders as she hung on giving him her all as she spiraled out of control safe in his arms the very essence of him surround her.

Time stood still until he finally stepped away leaving her bereft. His submissive's smoldering eyes darkened in renewed desire for her Master as she watched him lick his own fingers clean, intimately tasting the ambrosia no other had tasted before him. How she would miss the small intimate moment such as these.

At that thought her heart stopped. He was leaving she would be sharing herself with another…

"Very good. Sit, it should be just about done. We have to talk."

Desiree half stumbled to the table and sat down her mind a whirl as the reality of what was about to happen almost overwhelmed her. Resting her elbows on the table breakfast forgotten she put her face in her hands and simply wept as if her heart would break…

 

[Last_Rider]

Grahame's heart broke with Desiree's as she put her hands in her face and wept. The reality was setting in, and neither of them liked it. He moved to her side and put his arms around her, whispering soft soothing things into her ear until both of them had some measure of control. It took longer than he expected.

"Let's eat first. We'll both feel better after we've got some food in our systems."

He left her just long enough to get food onto two plates and then set one before her. Grahame sat beside her, forcing himself to eat. He was crabby when he was hungry, and much of his day would be spent flying, which didn't help his disposition all that much. Fortunately the food did help things, his head was a bit clearer and his body less nagging.

"Before we get started let me remind you of something my Pet. I love you, and have for a very long time. Part of me aches, thinking you'll be sharing yourself. But I want you to know, if you don't want to share yourself like that with him, he's prepared for that. I told him it would be difficult, and he's ready to accept that you might not wish to share intimate things with him."

Grahame took her delicate and beautiful face in his hands, meeting her eyes.

"I will love you no matter your choice. Besides, you aren't sharing yourself, not really. You are mine, and I am allowing you the choice. You wont submit to him, I am your only Master and we both know it. That wont change at all, I swear it to you."

His lips touched hers softly.

"I've left you a phone you can use to call me, be mindful of the time difference please, but if you're in an emergency you can always reach me. You also have my e-mail should you wish to use that, and I'll be checking nightly. This will be hard, but I know we'll get through it."

His lips touched her forehead.

"Would you like to know about your new submissive now?"

 

[yeishia]

She felt his arms encircle her drawing comfort from his strength finally able to eat a few forkfuls of her breakfast though it tasted like cardboard in her mouth, This was not how she had envisioned their last morning would be. Desiree had been so excited at the prospect of having her own submissive, had it been just the night before? Now the implications were so very overwhelming.

She listened carefully to his every word her now serious eyes never leaving his for a single instant, she was under no obligation to share ….she stifled a small sob wondering how she ever thought she could.

What on earth had she been thinking?

Grahame took her delicate and beautiful face in his hands, meeting her eyes. He would love her always, He was giving her allowing her this choice.

She smiled tentatively echoing his next words, “you are my only Master and we both know it. That won’t change at all, I swear it to you."

The simple words gave her solace and she relaxed slightly in her chair as his lips touched hers before he continued with his detailed instructions.

"Would you like to know about your new submissive now?"

“Yes please my Master.” she whispered her hesitant voice a husky rasp.