Master James....

Merelan

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OOC: This is for my Master James. Please enjoy reading, but please, I would like to keep it between he and I.

Dear Master James,
I bow to your decision. Yes, I was wrong, naughty. I got carried away and put my desires and wishes first. Even though I knew you know me better then I know myself. You knew he was wrong for me, told me so. But he was so handsome, and you were busy. I was just flirting, but. Now I have angered, disappointed you. Made our love less because I could not obey. Because I let another man touch me in the way only you should.
I am sorry. But words are not enough. I saw it in your eyes when you found us, him pinning me against the wall, forcing me to my knees. You stopped him and chased him away. But I could only sob, heart sick at having let him talk me into walking away from the party. Believing I could take care of him myself. I am lucky to have you as my man, my Master. You saw, and followed. I am not sure how much you actually did see, or heard. I want you to know I didn't want to go that far. He hurt me. Even in my training and punishments for my several faults, you have never really hurt me. Always with love you punished. Now I know real
pain. And I know the pain of knowing I am marked by another. His burn on my arm always a reminder of my guilt, my
disobedience.
It made it worse when you gathered me into your arms and carried me to the car. Through the crowd of the party. not a word spoken to us as I buried my head in your shoulder. Not wanting to see their looks of disgust and pleasure as they saw you having to take me out. My clothes torn off by him. You had gently wrapped me in your jacket, and bound my arm in your handkerchief. But you spoke not a word. You didn't have to. I saw it in your eyes. I tried to talk to you, tell you I was sorry, I loved you. But you
silenced me by ignoring me. Knowing that hurt me most. I sat next to you, tears running down my face as you drove us home.
Then you left me in the car and went inside. I silently followed. Watching as you pulled the first aid kit out and attended to my burn. The mark where he ground his burning cigarette into my arm. Did you realize that was hard for me to bear. Seeing the pain in your eyes when you hurt me in the process. Knowing you were angered, but more hurt and pained. Then your gentle washing of my body. Still in silence. I dried off and then knelt next to you as you sat, sipping your wine. The verdict.
I was to write this letter, to remind me in the future. Like I would ever need it. I would remember it. The whole night burnt into my arm in a few minutes of stupidity. Then I was to retire to the bedroom and strap myself on the bed. Laying on my tummy with a pillow under my ass. To await whatever it was you were to choose as my punishment. The waiting the hard part. So I thought.
This letter is hard too. Again and again I relive the minutes away from you. My faulty decision not to follow your wishes and leave him alone. What would he have done to me if you had not been there to protect me, save me from myself.
The words on this page are blurred. For I cannot stop crying. I have hurt the man who cares so much for me. Who has always been gentle and kind to me. Teaching me who I really am in my submission to him.
Master, I am sorry. I have disappointed you, and let you down. Please forgive your little one.



I await your arrival now, in trepidition and fear. Will you keep me? I cannot bear the thought of being sent away from you.

[Edited by Merelan on 02-26-2001 at 12:33 PM]
 
IC: Master James

He had attended the party out of duty, more than for pleasure. And he had brought Melanie along because he wanted to show her that he thought she was just as fitting an escort as Maya was. But it had surprised him to see her leave with another man while he was talking important business with some people there, and when she hadn’t arrived back a few minutes later he excused himself, and went looking for her. It didn’t take long before he found them outside, and when he saw what that poor excuse of a man was doing to her, he was behind him in a few long paces. Once there he grabbed him by his shoulders and turned him around so he faced him. James quickly kicked the man hard in his groin before he threw him on the ground.

He then gently wrapped Melanie in his coat and carried her to the car, not looking back at the man who had attacked her, knowing that his business associates would deal with him later. Once he had placed Melanie in the car, he drove home speechless, because he had also seen how she had indeed flirted with him, and followed him outside all by herself, and now he was pondering over what to do. Once they arrived back at the home he walked into the house deep in thoughts, knowing she would follow him to the kitchen where he was bringing out the first aid kit. As he tended to her wound he could see that even though he was very carefully she still got hurt in the process.
It was hurting him to see her being hurt by this sick man, but he was also hurt that she had followed him out of her free will after they had flirted, so as he was dressing her wound he was wondering what would happen in the future. When he had attended to her wound, he still speechless walked into the living room, and sat down in his favorite chair while his mind was grinding away to solve the problem. Melanie quietly entered the room carrying a glass of his favorite red wine, which she placed in his hand, after having gently kissing it first, and then she kneeled at his side as she had been trained to do. He could see in her eyes how she was hurting from both the burn, and from how she had hurt him. But how could he let go off her even after what had happened tonight? That she without having been told to do it brought him a glass of wine and was kneeling as his feet, was a sign to him that she still wanted to stay with him and Maya. So he decided that she would need to learn a lesson so she would never forget what had happened tonight and how close she had gotten to lose it all.

Once he had decided that, he turned a bit in the seat and looked down at her, and said: “You have been a very bad girl tonight, and you need a lesson so you’ll never do this again! So now go the bedroom, write a letter to remind you what happened tonight, and then afterwards strap yourself to the bed, face down with a pillow under your ass, presenting it to me!”

She nodded obediently and quickly got to her feet and left for the bedroom. Once she had left he just sat in the chair thinking about how to punish her, enjoying the rest of the wine, and giving her time to get ready. After about ½ an hour he walked to the cupboard where they kept all their toys, and started to look over them, deciding what to bring to the bedroom. After a bit of thinking he picked out the bamboo cane, the nine tailed whip, the double-headed vibrator, the lubrication, a candle and the black blindfold. He then quietly walked upstairs, and slid into the bathroom where he undressed and took on his silk housecoat. As he entered the bedroom he saw that she had done as ordered, and was laying strapped to the bed with her ass in the air.

Quietly he walked around the bed, letting his hands check out the straps and he was happy with what she had done. He only needed to tighten one of the straps, which was naturally since he hadn’t been able to strap her down. He then placed the toys in front of her on the bed, so she can look at them for a moment, before he blindfolds her. After he had done that he whisper in her ear: “After a lot of thinking my little one, I have decided that I want you to stay with Maya and I. I just can’t let you go, since her and I both care so much for you! But you will have to be thought a lesson after what you did tonight!” Then he moves away from the bed, and what she can’t see is that he’s removing the nine tailed whip from the bed, and placing himself so beside her butt. Suddenly he without warning let the whip start to fall down on her ass, gently to start with, but soon there is a bit more power behind, and it doesn’t take long before her ass have turned into a bright red color.
 
I heard him finally enter. Longing to turn my head and beg him to love me, forgive me. I knew how I must look. My face swollen with tears of shame. Instead I buried my face, not wanting to hear what I knew was coming. He checked the straps, and tightened them a bit. Then leaning down he whispered into my ear.
"After a lot of thinking my little one, I have decided that I want you to stay with Maya and I. I just can’t let you go, since her and I both care so much for you! But you will have to be taught a lesson after what you did tonight!”

He moved away as the words slowly sunk in. A thrill raced through me. He wasn't going to send me away, make me go back to my lonely life before them. Again I was crying, but with joy. It mattered not what he did. I would bear it, knowing it was done in love.
I felt him settle next to me, unable to see now that he had blinded me. I wanted to shout though, and thank him. I would thank him.
Suddenly, without the warning he had given in the past, I felt the sharp sting cut across my butt. I arched my back, but bit my lip from crying out. I would bear it, and make him proud.
"Thank you sweet Master." After each stroke, and they weren't hard ones, I knew that. Though they felt like stripes of fire. I thankked him. I knew how hard this was for him. This was not done in pleasure or a desire to hurt me. It was to help me know even better who was my love, my Master, my darling. he knew so well how to care for me. Why, why. Had I not listened to him. I had made him look like a fool, a man to be disobeyed by my actions. He had trusted me to behave and act accordingly. I knew now that I had a long way to go to be like our Maya. So strong and yet, so meek and gentle. Thank God she was not here. She ould be begging him to stop by now, and getting in treouble herself for it. He stopped then.
"Thank you Master, my darling." I was sobbing from relief at his still caring, and from the cease of added pain. I tried to hide it, tried to keep my sobs to myself. I felt like I was on fire now, the pain more intense as I tried not to focus on it. I wanted to beg him t stop, but bit my lip again. Whatever he chose to do to me, I deserved. I knew that sweet loving would follow, for by these actions he showed how much he loved me, cherished me. Wanted me to be more of what I was.
 
As he was whipping Merelan’s wonderful ass, he could see how she was fighting to hold back her tears and her cries of pain as she thanked him for every lash he administered to her. He was so proud of her by now, that she had by now learned to control herself when she had been naughty, and he had to punish her for it. After 15 lashes her butt was glowing red, and looked as inviting as ever. He could see how her body was shaking from her battle to hold back her tears, and as he placed the whip on the bedside table, he bend down and with one hand turned her head towards him. He placed his mouth on hers and kissed her long and passionately, letting his tongue play with hers, teasing it just the way that he knew would excite her.

After the long kiss he moved his head away again, and this time he took the candle he had left lit on the bedside table. While holding it quite a distance away from her body, he started to let the drops of melted wax fall down on her back. He saw how she buckled in her restraints as the drops of fire fell on her body, not having been prepared for it. He varied the distance between the tip of the candle and her back, so the drops of wax would have different temperatures when it landed on her skin. The drops got closer and closer to her red ass, and within long they were starting to fall on her red skin. And again he heard her take deep breaths to control herself from crying out loud.
 
His kissing me, I thought it was over. I was wrong, so wrong. He pulled away. I had to stifle my whimpers. Please no more, my mind begged. but I stayed silent. Whatever he chose for me, I would suffer, gladly. Suddnely a drop of heat hit me, and another... and another... slowly it dawned on me, a candle, wax.. heat... pain. In a flash I was back in the dark hallway, with the stranger. Trying to get away as he deliberately burned me with his cigarette. Threatening to use it on me over and over if I screamed. Panic set in and I started thrashing and crying, hysteria not far away. But his voice cut through to me.
"My pet, my little angel." His hands stroking my sore ass, my inner thighs. Immediately I was calm, a wave of peace and acceptance washed over me. This was not some stranger. this was my Master, my love, my heart. He was not hurting me like that man had, in glee and spite. But was showing me his love. Showing me the differance between love and pain.
I closed my eyes under the blindfold and relaxed. Drip...
drip.... right onto my ass now. Stinging, yet warm. It seemed to spread into me. I raised my ass higher to capture his attention again. Whimpering my need.
 
As he was letting the drops of fire fall on her body, she suddenly buckled against the restraints and screamed out loud, and he could hear it was not in pleasure but because she was scared. Suddenly he realized that the drops of candle wax must bring back the memories of the bastard burning her with the cigarette. He quickly started to gently caress her bright red ass, and the inside of her thighs while he was gently whispering “my pet, my little angel”. He could feel that it relaxed her, and as he looked down he could see she lifted her ass up in the air, presenting herself to him in need of his body against her to make her forget the bad thing that happened that evening.

He placed the candle on the bedside table again, and placed his hands on her butt, slowly and gently starting to caress her ass, and letting his hand slide down between her thighs and softly and briefly caressing the folds of her womanhood. He heard her take a deep breath of hair the first time his fingers got in touch with her, and as he continued to tease her and let a single finger slide into her, while the other one was teasing her clit she started to pant in pleasure. It didn’t last long before he could feel her getting moist and open up for him, and after having let his finger slide into her a few times, he pull it out again, move it up a bit and start to tease her rear entrance with it.
 
He stopped dripping wax on me and began softly stroking me. Rubbing at my ass. I could not supress a moan as he slowly slipped a finger down between my pussy lips. Finding my wetness, my arousal. I lifted my ass higher, wanting more.
In and out he slipped, me biting my lip. trying to control my motions. Then he slipped it out, and began teasing my tiny hole.
"Please." It slipped out befoe I could stop it. Would I ever learn control.
 
He heard her say “Please” and knew that she was aroused by now, and was in need of his attention really bad. He then moved a bit on the bed, and got the vibrator with the two heads and the lubrication. As he kneeled between her legs he spread the lubrication on the vibrator, before he placed it between her legs. Slowly he started to slide it into her pussy and ass at the same time, ever so gently and slowly to make sure her tight ass wouldn’t hurt. After a while of gently pressing the vibrator was as deep in her as it would go, and he turned it on before he let go of it, sat back and looked at how the vibrations made Melanie’s body vibrate too.

After having watched her for a while he got up from the bed, placed himself beside it and took the thin flexible bamboo cane into his hands. He flexed the cane in his hands as he stood still and watched Melanie enjoy the vibrations, she had started to rotate her butt a bit in pleasure, and just as it was lifted high in the air he let the cane fall on her ass. He was careful not to hit to hard, but he still saw how it surprised her, and the thin red line it left on her sexy butt.
 
The sensations he casused with the vibrator were amazing. It felt so good to be filled in both holes. He slowly teased me with it, before slipping it in. I moaned and writhed. Trying to get more. Wanting attention. I felt him moving around me, but my mind wouldn't let me focus. Then it started vibrating. Oh God. I was ready for anything.
Crack.
I cried out. A stinging line across my ass. It stung like fire. I had thought it was over, that he had forgiven me.
"Please Master." But another strike.
I couldn't help myself. Tears streamed down my face. I felt his disappointment in every stripe. I sobbed as I realized how much he must care, to lay me out and strike me like this.
"Master, please. Please."
 
It didn’t take long before he stopped using the can on her by now flaming red ass, he just couldn’t do bring himself to punish her anymore since she was begging him not to. He laid the cane down on the floor, and left the bedroom for a few minutes, while he ran downstairs to fetch a bucket with ice cubes. Once he was back in the bedroom, he started to use the ice cubes to cool down her burning ass. Slowly the ice melted on her ass, and he used a towel that he had brought to dry her ass now and then, so the bed wouldn’t get soaking wet from the water.

After having cooled down her ass a bit, he reached out and untied her from the bed, so she now as free to move around as she pleased. She quickly turned around on her back, and spread her legs wide for him again. This was an invitation that he couldn’t say no to, so he started to lick and suck on her clit, and to fuck her slowly with the vibrator at the same time
 
The melting ice was so cold it hurt. But made me hotter, and cooled my sore ass. His hands roaming and teasing. Sliding over my wet pussy, not entering, just letting her know he knew how hot she was for him. Only him.
He untied me and I rolled over, spreading my legs like I was taught, showing my need for him. He lovingly knelt between my legs then, starting to lick and tease my thighs. I whimpered my need, my desire. Wanting him to take me, claim me as his own. Then his masterful mouth found my clit, at the same time he entered her with a slim vibrator. No longer could I hold back. I was moaning and biting my lip. My hips gyrating, my legs spreading wider.
"Master, please. Please. I need you." The words slipped out before I could stop. He raised his head, shaking it. I almost cried. Was I ever going to learn to be his utter slave. Would my weakness always make me disobediant.
 
When she had uttered her need for him, she had done something that she knew she shouldn’t do. But he also knew that she did it mainly because she had gotten very scared from what had happened earlier that evening. So he wasn’t going to punish her anymore right now, just tease her and let her wait quite a while before he would grant her wish and enter her.

So he started to tease her body, starting with kissing and gently biting the inside of her thighs, moving down from her groin to her knees, and the back up again on the other leg. When he got close to her pussy again, he just brushed it with his lips for a fraction of a second, before he continued to her flat stomach, covering it with gentle kisses and love bites over and over again, before he get to her breasts. He cups them with his hands, pressing them together and presenting the hard nipples to his mouth. He takes the left nipple in his mouth and lick it as he suck it into his mouth, and as he let it go he bites on it gently and pull on it with his teeth at the same time, feeling her shiver and hear her moan out in pleasure at the same time. After letting the left nipple go, he shifts over to her right nipple and gives it the same treatment before he continues the kissing and gentle biting up her chest and her neck before he places his lips on hers and kiss her deeply, letting his fingers play with her nipples at the same time.
 
Instead of punishment for my outburst he gave me what I craved. His loving attentions. His slow kissing and biting up my body. I longed to reach and pull him upwards, but kept control, as I had been taught by Maya. She was the only thing missing right now. her presence alwaya added a spice, a special loving.
Then he reached my nipples. I bit my lip, but a moan escaped anyway. His teasing making me writhe. Slowly, so slowly he found me. My lips. My tongue eager for him. Like the lovers in a romance we devoured each other. Our hands roaming and stroking. Mine down his back. I sensed it was fine now, to do whatever pleased me, and him. I cupped his ass to pull him closer, but he held himself away.
He chuckled into my neck...
"Patience, little one."
I wanted to cry, but knew, oh how well I knew. That it would be worth the agony of this torture.
 
After feeling her hand on his ass, trying to guide him between her legs and enter her, her had chuckled and not let her pull him in, even though he wanted to, that time would come soon enough. Again he moved in the bed, this time so he had leaning against the wall with his legs spread, and her between them leaning against his chest. He gently kissed her neck and let his tongue play with her ear, blowing air into it now and then.

His hands were busy teasing her body as his mouth was teasing her neck and ears. Slowly he cupped her breasts, and again he teased her nipples for a short while, before his hands slid down to her pussy again, letting a finger tease her clit and two fingers from the other hand teased her pussy lips, sliding up and down between them, before he suddenly let them slide into her wet pussy.
 
"ahhhhh..." I wanted to cry out yes, oh yes. But kept quiet, but not still. I met his eyes and pleaded. He smiled, oh that wicked smile. The one he uses when he is teasing us. I ground my ass into the bed, mistake. I whimpered and a tear slid down my face. It had started the burning all over again.
 
After he had enjoyed her body against his, and the feeling of her body in his hands, he moved on the bed again so he was lying flat on his back, with his manhood semi erect. Merelan was sitting on the bed next to him, looking at him and he could see in her eyes that she was wondering what he was up to now.

He smiled softly at her, and after having just looked at her for a long time, he finally said: “now my little one, it’s time for you to get some pleasure, and give me some too! I’m here just for your pleasure now!”
 
Oh, the punishment was over. He had forgiven me. I collapsed onto him, trying so hard not to cry, not to break down. But his arms held me close and the tears slipped out. He wasn't sending me away. Wasn't going to hate me for being so awful. I made a silent vow, I would do my best, better then my best, to never, ever make him angry again.
He held me for a moment soothing me with his hands. I took a deep breathe. Now, to pleasure him. Slowly I started kissing his chest, his tummy, slowly slipping my way downward. His arms opening and letting me, but his hands still stroking my hair and neck, so erotic in itself.
 
She had wanted him to hold her close for a bit after he had let go of her, and knowing her need for it after what happened earlier this evening, he had done it. As he felt her tears fall on his chest, he let his hands run over her hair, comforting her, and showing how much he cared for her.

After a short while she took a deep breath, and then started kissing his body. It didn’t take long before her erotic treatment of his body had turned him on fully, and now he was awaiting what she would do next.
 
I was comforted and excited by his caring. My body was attuned to his. I began kissing and tonguing along his chest, finding his nipple and sucking at it gently. His hands kept stroking my hair, my neck, my shoulders. He knew his touch drove me wild. Made me desire him more and more. I could feel the wetness of my pussy. I knelt at his side, my sore ass in the air. the chill on it felt good. I kissed my way up his neck, seeking his mouth. His naughty and incredibly talented mouth. I nipped at his bottom lip, knowing I could be playful, and he wouldn't mind. Our eyes locked, and I almost melted again. His love and gentleness shining. I kissed my way to his ear, whispering my desires.
"Let me ride you Master. Let me be in control. Please. Let me show you my thanks for my lesson. Please Master. Please." Ending with a kiss, and a lick.
 
After she had looked him straight in the eyes, she whispered her plea to him. He gently turned his head so his mouth was resting close to her ear, and whispered into it: “Yes my little one you can ride me and be in control for tonight. I want you to please the both of us!”
 
'Oh thank you, my darling lover." For now, that's what he was. No longer Master James, but my lover. I leaned in and kissed him again, his tongue exploring my mouth, lighting me on fire. I knelt next to him, our eyes locked.
My hands stroking his shoulders and cheek. His head turned and he nuzzzled my hand, then licked my fingers. I moaned.

"Hungry darling?" I barely whispered. "I have something here you might like. My other hand sliding across my tummy and to my soaked pussy.
 
“Yes my little one, I am hungry after you!” he answered her question, and after he had replied she straddled him, placing her pussy on his stomach. Slowly she slid her way up his body, pressing her pussy against his skin, leaving moist spots here and there. Finally she reached his mouth and placed her pussy over his mouth, as soon as it was there he started to let his tongue circle her pussy lips and her clit, not touching them to start with, but it didn’t last long before he let his tongue slide into her pussy, penetrating it as deep as his tongue could go.

It didn’t take long before she started to rotate her pussy on his mouth, and he was busy letting his tongue tease her pussy lips and her clit, and savoring the taste of her pussy. He had also used his hands to caress her body at the same time, starting with her hips and ass, before they slowly had moved up her torso until they reached her breasts, which he cupped and played with now.
 
i moaned and writhed as he tasted me. His tongue always knowing where and how to touch. I held onto the bedrail and tried to keep from grinding into him. His hands were stroking me, sending trails of fire throughout me. Gripping my ass, and reminding me of my punishment. But then he found my nipples, hard and aching for his touch.
"Baby. Baby." I could barely breathe as he used them to pull me closer. His tongue delving deeper. I was ready to explode already, from all the delightful things he had done to me.
"May I cum now." The words slipping out before I thought.
 
“May I cum now,” he heard her say, and was proud that she did it as a reflex even now. But he decided to ignore it, and instead continued pleasing her with his tongue, doing his best to make her cum real soon, so she would be happy to please him afterwards.
 
Screaming out my need i came, feeling the juices flow as he lapped and tasted them.
"Ahhhhh." My hands gripping the headboard with a death grip s my body rode his face in it's ecstasy. I collapsed next to him. Needing a minute of rest.
 
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