Taking Online Offline

[marauder13]

Nicholas caught the short break in her consumption of her lunch at the news of her fitness program. He knew she was far from unhealthy, but he wanted her at her best. From his research, he knew that the right foods for her would do wonderful things to her figure, bulking her up in the right places by the right amounts, as well as trimming her down and firming her up in others.

Not only was it a weight issue, but one of flexibility and overall condition as well. Being stagnant was not good for a person, in many different ways apart from just physical. But it was all part of the greater plan of getting Tameka's life back on track. Once she settled into the routine, she would improve immensely. She was meeting her potential already, which made him happy. If she did well for the remainder of the day, then he would reward her well.

Nicholas wondered what exactly was going on within her mind, how far along the adjusting she had come. How much more she was fighting him and what he was doing for her. He picked up on her tension, guessing that she was not pleased with something he said. He would let it pass, as she was sure to talk to herself at some stage and reveal what was troubling her. It wouldn't be long before he could safely command her to tell him, and for her to do so without lying, or omitting anything. Nicholas was patient, he could wait until the circumstances were correct before he needed to act.

Still, through it all, he combed his fingers through her hair. It felt so soft on his skin. Even in the artificial lights, he could tell that it was not her natural colour. In his eyes, it didn't suit her at all. The colouring of her hair, and styling it in ways that changed what it was were all symptoms of her running away from her true self. She wouldn't accept who she really was, what she really needed and wanted. Nicholas was going to open her eyes, and show her what she was hiding from. Make her see what he saw in her, and would make her a better person for it.

He took the empty cup from her, delighted in the way she consumed it all without argument or delay. He readied himself to stand when she turned to face him, and ask a question.

“Master, could I umm have a book or something please?”

She looked down, not trusting herself to look her Master in the face as she asked. Nicholas smiled, and placed a gentle kiss on her cheek.

"Well done, Tameka," Nicholas said as he stood up, carrying the cup back to the bench. "I am pleased that you had your lunch, and didn't take too much time doing so. If you keep this up, I will be changing your diet to include some more tasty food for you."

He gathered a few items that needed to go back upstairs along with the cup, and proceeded to leave Tameka's room. When he was safely back in his own home proper, he almost laughed at the nerves Tameka had when she asked for something to stimulate her mind. He wondered if he should deny her request, for the audacity to make such a request of him before he felt that she had earned such a right. But, she was showing initiative in an acceptable manner, and if he did things properly, he would have her asking, and offering her payment, for whatever she wanted. He found the books he decided to give her, and took them back downstairs.

When he got there, he stood, looking at her to see how she took his 'ignoring' of her request. Again, he waited for a while, before he decided it was time for action.

"Tameka, I have some books for you. Yes, two books. All you need to do, Tameka, is kiss me. Once for each book. But both the kisses must be good enough for you to get the books. Even if one kiss is not good enough, you wont get them."

He smiled as he waited for her to make up her mind, and to come and claim her much desired books.

 

[monique_minx]

Tameka looked hopeful as Nicholas smiled at her and kissed her cheek, his words began suggestively but somehow she knew deep down she wouldn’t get the answer she was looking for.

"Well done, Tameka. I am pleased that you had your lunch, and didn't take too much time doing so. If you keep this up, I will be changing your diet to include some more tasty food for you."

Tameka’s face had started out hopeful and instantly fell when she realized that not only was she not getting the answer she wanted - she wasn’t getting an answer; period! He’s ignoring my question?! I was polite damn it, I called him Master…I did everything right!

She waited until Nicholas left the room before she collapsed back on the bed and beat her fists, emitting a high squeal of frustration and dropping her head, feeling helpless again.

Tameka pushed herself up and laid back against the headboard of the bed, her head tilted back as her chest tightened. She could tell Nicholas had done a wonderful job of angering her and she was trying so very hard to control it. She took a deep breath to calm herself and heard the lock click, she looked away; unable to trust that at the sight of the man - she wouldn’t call him on ignoring her question. Not that he would care; it had been purely intentional of course and now she had to wonder; was he testing her?

"Tameka, I have some books for you. Yes, two books. All you need to do, Tameka, is kiss me. Once for each book. But both the kisses must be good enough for you to get the books. Even if one kiss is not good enough, you wont get them."

Tameka’s head swivelled so quickly she might have given herself whiplash, her eyes levelling with Nicholas’ as though she wasn’t quite sure he was being serious. Her mouth was agape and she blinked several times as she struggled to get control of herself, her mouth snapped shut quickly.

Oh dear God, he’s serious…I’d bite his damn tongue off right now! Testing indeed…I need to get free, her eyes drifted to the manacle again briefly and then back to Nicholas. If I misbehave now, I go back a step with him and it’ll take longer for him to trust me.

The nagging voice was back and whispering to her, would you run if he freed you? Or would you hesitate? You’re reasoning with yourself and you know it, you’re trying so hard to tell yourself it’s all an act…if that was true - why is it taking you so long to act?

What are you? The submissive within? Shut up for five damn minutes and stop making sense with me…I hate your logic! Tameka angrily retorted.

Only cause it’s right…the voice said and sniggered at her.

The voice faded from her and she grimaced slightly, Tameka had made her decision; she just wondered if she was entirely comfortable with it. She slid from the bed and stood for a moment, paused in time with a look of momentary doubt on her face - she doubted her ability to kiss Nicholas as he wished. She suddenly doubted her ability to be genuine about it which was of course what he was searching for. She took a single step and it felt like a million as she made her way over to him and stopped just in front of him. Tameka’s eyes searched his for a moment before she nodded slowly.

“Okay Master…” She said softly with a burning red rising in her cheeks.

She had to practically get on tip toe to reach his lips as he was several inches taller than her and though it pained her to do it, she lifted her arm and put her hand to the back of his neck in order to pull him down to her. Her lips touched his and she had to close her eyes to imagine she was not locked in this basement, not naked in front of Nicholas, not chained to the room and not about kiss someone with so much reluctance tearing her up inside.

At the press of their lips, she parted hers slowly to get him to do the same and her tongue made it’s way out of her mouth and into his. She tried to really lose herself in it, just behave naturally but the tension in her body gave away her true feelings about kissing Nicholas for a book. The idea in itself seemed utterly ridiculous in the back of her mind but at the forefront was a great reality of being left in the basement, chained without a thing to do but sleep and sit there…worst of all - think.

Her tongue entwined with his, her manner was gentle and tender; there was little passion in this kiss. She was tentative and experimental with her motions, her soft little muscle probed at his. Tameka forced herself to issue a soft moan as she did so and she was wondering how on earth she was going to manage the second kiss. What did he expect for that? The same again? It worried her and she was now overly concerned about the sincerity in her kiss; was it pleasing to him? Tameka had never thought about her technique when she kissed; she just did it naturally and had even been complimented a few times which was enough to make her sure. Now though, here and now with Nicholas; she was second guessing herself.

 

[marauder13]

Nicholas was mildly surprised at Tameka's surprised reaction to his news. At this stage in the reconstruction of her life that she was unaware of the fact that she had to earn everything unessential was almost as great a shock to him. He looked at her neutrally, continuing to wait patiently for her response. It pleased him to see her control her shocked expression, and he thought that she might have been taking time to seriously weigh up her options. Just something in the way she held herself seemed to convey that there was some decision making occurring.

But then the decision was made, and by the flickering expressions crossing her face, Nicholas was ready for Tameka failing. She was not doing it because she liked it, or really wanted her rewards. He suspected that she would be doing it only because it was required of her. But as well as he knew her, he doubted his own ability to accurately gauge her body language just yet. In time, he would be able to do it very well, as she would with him.

She closed the small distance between them, nodding her head, and softly speaking her response. “Okay Master…” Nicholas found himself getting excited at the prospect of Tameka kissing him. Moreso than when he first made use of her body. He knew he had genuinely feelings for her, which is why he took the actions that he had over the time. He felt for her enough that when he had finished helping her, he was willing to let her go.

The feel of her arm encircling the back of his neck brought him back to reality. He relaxed and allowed her to guide him closer to her lips. Her lips touched his and he felt the initial wave of bliss at the contact. He wrapped his arms around her, supporting her as the kiss deepened. He had looked forward to this moment for as long as he had been roleplaying with her. The feeling of her lips parting and her tongue seeking out his was like nothing he imagined. But as they progressed, Nicholas started feeling the tension in her body, and the lack in flow of her actions and responses to the kiss. It became clearer to him that she was not fully engaged in the kiss, that she was thinking about the kiss, or something else. She was distracted.

He gave her every opportunity to enjoy the kiss as much as he was. Even through his awareness of what she was doing, he was still fully enjoying the taste of her lips. He enjoyed the softness of them pressed against his. But finally, he ended the kiss, parting with a slight smile. It was an enjoyable kiss, bit it was not good.

"Well, so much for you having something to read this afternoon, Tameka. It is a pity that you spent too much time focusing on other things rather than enjoying a kiss. The offer of the books still stands, along with the price associated. But you will have a chance to try again tonight."

He spun her around, and firmly swatted her arse, after which he went to the bench to retrieve the books. But when he got there, he had another thought. He rearranged the placement of the books so she couldn't see the covers, or the spines of the books while they remained on the bench, outside of her reach.

"Enjoy your time, Tameka." Nicholas left without pausing further, heading upstairs to secure the house before he left for work. He was a little disappointed that Tameka didn't kiss him well enough to earn her books. He hoped that by leaving them in the room with her, she would be more willing to get it right the next time she got her offer. The remainder of the time taken to get back to his work, he spent thinking of how he would use her next, and when.

 

[monique_minx]

As Tameka and Nicholas broke the kiss off; she had a dreadful feeling deep inside but still held an inkling of hope which he dashed just as quickly.

"Well, so much for you having something to read this afternoon, Tameka. It is a pity that you spent too much time focusing on other things rather than enjoying a kiss. The offer of the books still stands, along with the price associated. But you will have a chance to try again tonight."

Tameka didn’t even have time to be shocked or retort in any manner; Nicholas spun her around quickly and hit her ass which made her jump and gasp in surprise. She watched as he walked over to the bench and seemed to have a moment of indecision about the books. Tameka groaned softly as he turned the books on the bench, leaving them there out of reach but not out of sight.

"Enjoy your time, Tameka."

She near gaped at him as he left and kicked at the bed post in frustration, emitting a high squeal.

“That son of a bitch! How much crap is he going to put me through?! He knew I couldn’t do it!” She screamed again and sat on the edge of the bed.

You can get them. A voice whispered knowingly inside her head.

What? How? Alyria?

You can reach those books and yes, I suppose I would be that bit of trickling rebellion left to you; Alyria. The sheet Tammy, get the sheet off the bed…

But I…I’ll get in trouble. Tameka spoke softly to the voice, uncertainty in her tone.

Do it or I will be the only thing left to nag you until Nicholas returns with his little kissing test!

Tameka sighed and got up, wrenching the sheet from the bed, now what?

Grip the middle, twist the sheet…make it heavy. The inner voice whispered as Tameka followed its direction, taking a few minutes because the sheet was long.

Hold the ends, walk as far as the chain will allow…as close as you can get to the bench. Tameka nodded and obeyed, looking nervously towards the door before refocusing on the books.

Throw the sheet with both hands in a loop fashion, hook around the books and drag them off the bench…drag them to you.

Tameka threw it once, twice, three times to no avail but the voice urged her on. At the sixth attempt; Tameka finally hooked the books and dragged them off the bench with a resounding thud. Once again her eyes shifted to the door before she threw the sheet and hooked it around the books; dragging them to her again.

She smiled in victory as she picked them up off the ground with a squeal of excitement at having accomplished something seemingly small. She dusted the covers off and groaned inwardly at the title of the first book; Slave Craft: Roadmaps for Erotic Servitude - Principles, Skills and Tools by Guy Baldwin. She lifted the second to her eyes and stomped her foot in frustration, it read; How to be kinky; A beginner’s guide to BDSM by Morpheous.

“How original of you Nicholas.” She muttered and sat down on the bed heavily, “you were going to trick me into something that would teach me how to be a good slave for you…”

Tameka shook her head but couldn’t help the spreading smile; he was a smart man but she was an inventive woman. The road ahead would be interesting indeed and as irked as she was; Tameka still laid down and started flicking through the books. Sending the voice in a satisfied silence as Tameka showed a bit of her old spark again!

 

[marauder13]

Nicholas returned home, happy with the work he completed that afternoon, and looking forward to celebrating with Tameka. He put his work bag in it's proper spot, and went to the control centre to see how she was doing after her failed attempt to get... Nicholas stood absolutely still as he watched Tameka reading the books he left in her room.

Nicholas rode out the wave of fury at the disobedience shown by his slave, before he started wondering how she managed to get them. His curiosity finally won out, and he reviewed the recording of her activities through the day. He laughed openly when he watched her using the sheet to drag the books off the bench.

"Tameka, I knew you were a clever one. And I knew you doubted yourself in that area. Well, done, my slave. You have managed to earn your reading material by being smarter than your Master."

Still smiling, Nicholas got Tameka's dinner ready then started on his own. He chuckled a few times at the manner in which she got the books, impressed at the intelligence shown. He always knew she was smart, and that she demonstrated in such a manner made him feel proud and justified in his actions. When his dinner was ready, he sat down and watched a little TV while eating, helping him to unwind fully. Once he finished, he went and got changed into a large T-Shirt, and some comfortable shorts.

He gathered his bag for the night's efforts, along with Tameka's dinner and fresh bottle of water. He headed down the stairs with a spring in his step, genuinely pleased with the turn of the day's events. He opened the door with little fuss or warning, heading straight over to the bench, dropping his bag exactly where the books had been resting. He turned to face Tameka, holding her dinner and water in his hands, gazing brazenly at his naked slave.

 

[monique_minx]

Tameka spent much of the day reading and shifting position on the bed, occasionally getting up to go to the bathroom and giving her eyes a much needed rest. She looked up at the ceiling now and then knowing she’d never hear anything but wonder if Nicholas was home yet. Chapter 5 of the BDSM beginner’s guide made her laugh as she finally figured out why he’d chosen it; from online to real life.

She sighed once the irony wore off and sat back with the books resting next to her as she’d finally grown tired of reading everyone’s definitions of slavery which inevitably ran in the same circle anyway; whatever you make of it.

The door clicked and Tameka’s eyes shot wide as Nicholas made his presence known in a firm confident stride across the room with barely a flickering gaze at her. In her own stupid self preservation, she slid the books beneath the pillow though noticed where Nicholas set that bag and a soft squall of fear escaped her lips.

His shameless gaze as he turned to her was enough to make her shy away cringing and she looked from him to the bag, swallowing hard as Tameka wondered what it contained. For a moment she questioned whether or not he knew as he merely stood there and they looked at each other.

“Oh…” Tameka said a little louder than she meant to and blushed deeply as her legs slid from the bed.

She walked as close as she could to Nicholas with small timid movements and sunk to her knees quickly. Parting her legs to shoulder width, straightening her back and clasping her hands at the bottom of her spine. She slowly raised her head, trying to keep the worry from her expression and her lips moved though her mind was else where…inside that bag as a matter of fact.

“Hello Master.” Tameka said quietly.

 

[marauder13]

Nicholas watched the guilt wash over Tameka's face as her gaze flickered from him to the bag he carried. He took some perverse delight in the reactions Tameka was having to his arrival. She knew she had done wrong, and would face the consequences of her actions, though that took on a whole new perspective that it was about to become a reality.

He smiled as she made her realization of what he was waiting for, warming from the blush that accompanied her mini epiphany. He continued to open enjoy watching her as she moved to greet him in the manner that he had commanded of her. When she finally settled, and spoke her words to him, he smiled with genuine affection to her. Even knowing that she was resisting, that she was going against his commands, Nicholas couldn't help but be attracted to her. Her physical beauty was one thing, but the inner person was what really drew him to her. He saw her a a good friend initially, someone who he felt he connected to, and could actually play with. He also knew that the play would help Alyria, as she was a different woman at the end of a play session than she was at the start of one. It pained him to hear how her life was holding her back, as well as how she ignored her own feelings and desires. He wanted to see her shine as brightly as he knew she could. He would help her find that potential within, and show her what she could see in her.

He also knew that he would benefit from it too. Having access to her, and enjoying her sexually was something that far outweighed all the effort he needed to put in to achieving his over all goal. Nicholas longed for the time when Tameka as truly willing to share herself with him, and honestly enjoy any of the activities that took part in. When she finally relaxed and got active when they had sex for the first time, it felt so much better for him than when she just took it. He knew he loved her, and that she didn't return the feeling. He was prepared for the fact that she never may love him. But she would never forget how he turned her life around, and for him, that would be enough.

"Hello, Tameka. You are looking wonderful. That blush suits your face so well." He raised the two containers in his hands slightly. "It is your dinner time, Tameka."

Without another word, he walked over to her bed, sitting down beside the pillow. He placed the unopened bottle of water on the floor beside his feet, and rested the metallic container of her dinner on his knee.

"Come and sit at my feet, Tameka, and have your dinner as well as having something to drink. I have been looking forward to spending some time with you again all afternoon, Tameka. Come over here, and please your Master with your closeness."

 

[monique_minx]

"Hello, Tameka. You are looking wonderful. That blush suits your face so well. It is your dinner time, Tameka."

Nicholas’ comment only served to make her blush more and had he not decided to move to the bed, she’d have dropped her gaze then and there. She twisted her head only to watch him walk away and her eyes widened momentarily in terror as he sat beside the pillow, she quickly wiped the look from her face and gave the bag another glance before Nicholas called to her.

"Come and sit at my feet, Tameka, and have you dinner as well as having something to drink. I have been looking forward to spending some time with you again all afternoon, Tameka. Come over here, and please your Master with your closeness."

Tameka stood slowly and as gracefully as she could manage, she made her way over to him and looked at container on his knee with curiosity. Was she getting real food? She slipped down to her knees in front of him again with care not to knock the water bottle over, not because it would spill as the cap was still on but because she really didn’t want to look foolish when he was in such close proximity to that damn pillow. At the mere thought, her eyes made a quick dart between him and the pillow, she lowered her eyes and tried to stop her body from trembling. She was afraid he’d discover it and the idea that she hadn’t thought of that more earlier had her cursing herself in silence.

But then…it was his fault wasn’t it? He must’ve known she’d try for something if she could, Tameka groaned inwardly at the weak argument she had come up with and decided to shrug it off. If he punished her then he punished her and she refused to give him the satisfaction of considering it beyond that. She lifted her gaze to meet his eyes then.

“Am I close enough Master?” She asked quietly, a hint of sarcasm in her tone as she still wondered what he was going to feed her, real food never seemed like something she would miss unless she had starved!

 

[marauder13]

Nicholas couldn't help but smile at the way Tameka gracefully walked towards where he indicated she sit. The fluid motion of her resuming kneeling at his feet pleased him as well. She would move so much better when freed of the chain attached to her ankle, but that would be all in due time.

He watched the small signs of what he thought was her fear of his reaction to her reading the books he teased her with. The tremble of her body which reminded him slightly of the way she reacted to the pleasures he had given to her. He did clearly catch the flicker of her eyes to the location of where he suspected the books were hidden. It was clear to him that she knew she was in trouble and she was doing her best to hide that overt reaction from him.

“Am I close enough Master?”

His eyes narrowed at the tone of her voice, which lacked some of the respectfulness that he was expecting to hear. He held her gaze like that for a few seconds, before he balanced the metallic cup on his leg, and reached out to soothe her hair, and caress her face.

"Yes, Tameka, you are close enough. I hope that your afternoon was not too bad, seeing you missed the chance to be rewarded with the books I brought for you. Well, after dinner, you can try once more to gain your reward."

He let his fingers brush her face one last time before he handed over her food and water. As with previous meals, she was presented with a large cup of the thick, warm liquid. Nicholas resumed soothing her hair, letting the strands run freely between his fingertips as Tameka fed herself. Nicholas found the activity to be most relaxing. Of course, her hair would have been fair more enticing if it had been washed, rather than having the effects of a few days of sweat and general living.

She will still need bathing soon, if not for the health reasons but because she is getting a little bit... fragrant. Fresh sex smells great. Stale sex smells disgusting.

When he noticed that Tameka was finished her dinner, or at least lost interest in it, he took the cup from her and placed it on the floor near the door. The hand that had been soothing her hair resumed once more. When his hand reached the end of her hair on one of the strokes, his other hand moved under her arse and he quickly scooped her up from where she sat. He turned around and lowered her to the bed, lying her on her back. He knelt down beside her, one hand coming to rest on the crown of her head, the other resting on her abdomen, right on top of her navel.

Without warning, he leaned down and kissed her. Nicholas' mouth locked onto hers, kissing her passionately. While he had her distracted, his hand slid down to between her legs, rubbing and gently rolling the flesh that surrounded her opening. Nicholas' tongue sought out his slave's, enticing it to dance and play with his. He varied aspects of the kiss, never letting Tameka get to complacent with any aspect, keeping it different, novel and hopefully exciting.

As he slowly separated their mouths, he looked down on her and plunged a finger into her private depths. He moved the finger in and out of her, repeatedly penetrating her sex with his single digit, before making it two digits. He looked down, watching her face intently as he continued his manual arousal.

"Would Tameka like her Master to kiss her again?"

 

[monique_minx]

Tameka watched as Nicholas’ eyes narrowed slightly after she’d spoken, still she didn’t give him a reason beyond her tone and there was no smugness on her face. She was neutral as his hand reached for her face and stroked her cheek.

"Yes, Tameka, you are close enough. I hope that your afternoon was not too bad, seeing you missed the chance to be rewarded with the books I brought for you. Well, after dinner, you can try once more to gain your reward."

Tameka nodded almost imperceptibly in answer to him, on the inside however she was unbelievably nervous about what the evening would bring. He must know; she thought to herself, he’s just torturing me with this! He had to notice the books were gone! Tameka sighed softly as she took the familiar metallic cup from him and looked at the brown coloured liquid inside it, she didn’t think twice this time, she lifted it to her lips and drank as fast as she could. The bland liquid would turn in her stomach if she considered what might be in it for too long.

She wasn’t really comfortable with Nicholas stroking her hair as she drank but she was glad it wasn’t an enticing thing to do, it had been a few days since she’d been able to shower and she was almost on the verge of asking Nicholas. The thought of begging made her shudder though so she hadn’t yet for fear of him making her beg him or worse; another little deal in which she would somehow earn the right to shower.

Finally Tameka couldn’t drink anymore of the liquid and handed it back to Nicholas, he took it from her and moved away for a moment. She noticed he’d returned by the stroking of her hair having resumed. She was however surprised when he scooped her from the floor but she didn’t protest it, she’d prefer to be on the bed rather than at his feet which was growing increasingly uncomfortable.

She had a near innocent look on her face as his hands rested on her head and abdomen, her expression was one of both an unasked and unanswered question - what are you doing?

Thus his kiss was a shock to her, her mouth opened almost automatically and she tried to speak but his tongue silenced her easily. His hand however was instantly felt as it slid to her mound and started to caress and stimulate her flesh with a practised ease. She moaned in a half hearted protest into his mouth, her legs both wanting to close and remain open. Tameka was fighting for control of her own body and Nicholas was playing her like the instrument she was…or at least the one she felt she was. Her tongue moved on autopilot to sync with his as he changed his motions every few seconds and her brain clicked on to keep up.

His mouth left hers then and he could see the bright crimson flush of her cheeks that he’d caused, she never had a moment to consider though because at that moment his finger plunged deep inside her and her ass lifted from the bed robotically. He started to fuck her with that single digit and her face contorted into an uncomfortable expression, she loathed the fact that he stared her in the face as he did it. When he slipped the second finger in; she emitted a soft moan and lifted her own hand to cover her mouth, her teeth sinking into the flesh as if Tameka were trying to think of anything but her growing arousal.

"Would Tameka like her Master to kiss her again?"

She dropped her hand and blurted out quickly, “Yes!” Tameka was practically relieved, she didn’t want to show Nicholas exactly what he was doing to her and to have his lips on hers would mean that he wouldn’t see it. Or at the very least; he wouldn’t see it very well.

 

[marauder13]

Nicolas clearly saw the effects that his kissing and touching of the outer parts of Tameka's sex had on his slave. The rose colouration of her face was delightful, and brought a smile to his face. He felt her lower body respond enthusiastically to what he proceeded to do. He was a little confused at her expression prior to the insertion of his second finger. But with the two fingers working her, he noticed that she was enjoying it more. His eyes narrowed slightly when her hand covered her mouth.

But when Tameka replied to his question, Nicholas took his time before he acted. He took her hands, one at a time, and moved them to above her head, pinning them down with his free hand. He leant down closer to Tameka, their noses touching, their hot breaths mingling violently between their faces.

"You will never stop yourself from showing how much you're being aroused, Tameka. Doing so will see you punished."

Nicholas closed the distance between their lips. He tasted of her, his tongue exploring everywhere within reach. He let Tameka lead a few times, see how she preferred to kiss someone, finding out what excited her when kissing. All the while, his fingers continued delve deeper into her treasured place, slowly starting to curl and rub the rough patch within. His arousal at how Tameka was responding was growing, and he knew that he would soon have to take greater measures with her.

Once more he finished the kiss, leaning back enough to take in the effects of Tameka's body. He watched her body's responses, took in the colour and the glistening of her skin. He watched her face and listened to her breathing as he showed her how he cared for her.

"Now, Tameka, your Master wants to hear you in the heights of passion. You will cum for your Master, Tameka. You will hold nothing back, neither will you add anything more. You will be totally natural when you reach your peak."

Nicholas included a small twisting action to he finger's movements as well as a gradual increase in the pace of the thrusting of his fingers within her. He focused his attention on watching her face as she got ever so closer to the climax he was giving her.

 

[monique_minx]

Tameka noticed how Nicholas slowed and lifted her wrist above her head before gripping the other and moving it also, she looked at him in obvious confusion until at last his meaning became clear; his grip tightened around both her wrists and held them in place. He dipped closer to her as she pressed herself harder into the mattress beneath her; thinking that perhaps it would make a difference. She swallowed hard as his hot breath washed over her crimson tinged skin, so close to her face that a small insect could not have squeezed through the gap between them.

"You will never stop yourself from showing how much you're being aroused, Tameka. Doing so will see you punished."

Her lips had parted to give a snappy retort but upon hearing the end of that statement, she shut her mouth firmly or at least until his mouth sought hers out and that little tongue wrestle began all over again. If it was a competition then Nicholas was clearly winning it. She was surprised that ever so occasionally he allowed her to take the lead. Her eyes shut as she tried to let go of the situation and just kiss without thinking about it.

Though perhaps not so thankfully; his fingers deep inside her; twisting, curling and plunging were a grand distraction from the kiss and Tameka’s soft pink tongue began to work of it’s own accord as she attempted to stifle every little moan her voice box threatened to utter. Her tongue twined and strengthened as her lips pressed harder against his; even she wasn’t sure if she was being passionate or suppressing those moans.

Her body had gone rigid and attempted to fight off yet another climax he would force from her. Still she couldn’t stop the sweat she was working up or the unknown, unconscious movement of her hips as she grinded against his hand anymore than she could stop those soft little moans that found a way to escape her throat anyway.

When Nicholas broke the kiss off, her mouth felt the loss in a way that scared her though she didn’t show it. Her eyes fluttered open, her mouth agape with heavy breathing as small beads of perspiration welled up and rolled down her cheeks and chest. Her face flushed brilliantly with her body’s effort to defend against Nicholas’ orgasmic onslaught.

"Now, Tameka, your Master wants to hear you in the heights of passion. You will cum for your Master, Tameka. You will hold nothing back, neither will you add anything more. You will be totally natural when you reach your peak."

Somewhere deep in her cerebellum a little light bulb went off with the registration of his words and elsewhere within her brain, two things were shutting down. The first was the fight to stop the inevitable; one way or another Nicholas was going to get her to cum even if she did it in utter silence. The second was her ability to open her mouth and respond as Nicholas’ sudden little twisting action made her body jolt and contort in a near exorcist position.

“Ahhh fuck!” Her body slowly relaxed again into the rhythm of his plunging fingers, she fought with her brain as she let go of her hardened control over her voice box little by little.

However she still fought the urge to cum although her moans increased in volume gradually, Tameka pleaded with herself to just let go and let this torture be ended but the fight was inching down and far too slowly. She’d set herself up to near fail and now she had her own mental war raging inside.

She conjured up the imagery that always helped get her off when she’d so often masturbate, a beautiful bedroom all in red; the picture of sex. She was laying on the bed and suddenly ropes snaked out and wrapped her wrists, her assailant on top of her with a crop in hand. Nicholas. She gasped softly and her body wracked in spasms though inside she hated herself more than anything in that moment.

"Oh god, oh god, oh god!" She cried out quickly, breathlessly and with more than a touch of shame to her voice as though she was pleading not to.

Her orgasm rushed through her body and she moaned faster, more high pitched than before as her body tensed and let the climax wash over her. Her shuddering body breathing heavily as it came down slowly, her eyes shut and her head turned away from Nicholas; she didn’t want to see him or his reaction to her release. Not after that image had been the one to push her over the edge.

 

[marauder13]

The change was subtle though it was not lost on Nicholas. Tameka's body started to match the rhythm of his hand movements. She was letting herself accept the joys he was giving her, and that in turn pleased him greatly. Nicholas reminded himself that Tameka was an intelligent woman, as she so aptly demonstrated earlier in the day when she gained access to the books.

“Ahhh fuck!”

Soon, My slave. Soon.

He grinned more as Tameka started to moan more as he continued to take her closer to the place her boyfriend regularly failed to take her. How she wanted to stay with him when he did so little for her was beyond Nicholas' comprehension. He longed to hear Tameka cry out in pleasure. The pleasure given to her by him. Her Master.

"Oh god, oh god, oh god!"

Nicholas worked with Tameka to the very last moment to ensure that her climax was as good as possible. When he felt it strike, he stilled his fingers within her, feeling the way her body moved around him as she experienced her own personal heaven. As Tameka relaxed, he withdrew his fingers, quietly removing her arousal from his fingers and loving the taste of it.

He stood, quickly removing the shirt and shorts he wore. He looked down on her, knowing that she was ashamed, which was why her head was turned from him. His eyes took on her post climax pose. To him, she looked gorgeous. The most sexy woman he had even seen. The sight of her naked body awaiting him was enough to bring him to a full erection.

He climbed onto the bed, and swiftly got between her legs before she had a chance to react to his move. With little delay, or warning, he swiftly pushed himself into her, completely burying his shaft in her well prepared sex. He paused, both to allow her to adjust to his presence and to fully enjoy the feel of her enclosed around his cock. He adjusted his position to allow his hands to guide the position of her head, bringing her face so that he could look at her properly.

He started to move within her, kissing her passionately as he did so. While he was not rough with her, he was not overly gentle either as his passion for her dictated how he fucked her. His kisses claimed her, declaring how he felt about her clearly, and what she was to him as well. The way her warm, silken sheath caressed him sent him into higher planes of existence he never thought existed. The had been thinking of this all day, but the way she was arousing him, exciting him was more than he expected. He pulled in all of his self control, allowing him to form the words he needed to speak.

"Tameka. You will come when I do!" Marshaling what little reserves he had left, Nicholas changed his action slightly to use the knowledge gained by his manual efforts to help drive Tameka closer to her peak again. But for all of his will to prolong the inevitable, his body had other ideas.

"Oh... my... god!!" Nicholas straightened, pushing himself up with his arms as his body rocked in time with each jet he pulsed deep into Tameka. He looked down on her, loving the mix of colour, sheen and expression on her face.

Why did you make me do it this way, Alyria? You could have come here, freely, and gained the same benefits without all the... pain. But, we'll get there. I promise.

Nicholas waited for Tameka to calm down and relax, kissing her tenderly.

"Tameka, you have earned yourself a shower."

 

[monique_minx]

Tameka blinked and in a flash, Nicholas had spread her legs and pushed against her entrance; she’d not noticed he was hard until that moment and before she knew it, she was completely impaled on his shaft. Her lips parted in the softest gasp of surprise she’d ever emitted, her body still tremulous with the orgasm he’d just forced from her and her fight was gone until she could recover. She submitted then; she couldn’t stop him even though she didn’t feel ready for it again.

At the very least Nicholas paused once again to allow her to adjust to his size; he was by no means monstrous but bigger than Ben was more than big enough for her to ache. Her head still turned from him but no sooner did she wish he’d not make her look at him did she feel his hands forcing her to twist her head. No, no, no! She whined inside her head, why’d he go and do that? I don’t want him to see….

‘See what?’ The voice was back and Tameka groaned silently.

‘Oh no, not you…I don’t want him to see me alright?! I don’t want him to make me…’ Tameka trailed off.

‘Cum?’ The voice seemed to have that Cheshire cat grin as it spoke, ‘you don’t want to see how good it makes him feel to make you feel good, do you? Cause somehow you feel like you’ve let him win something from you if you do. If he can make you cum; he wins the best prize he can get out of you…if he can make you admit it though, well…’

‘Well what?!’ Tameka demanded irritably but the voice was gone and Nicholas was right there as his mouth dipped and claimed hers. It seemed like a millennia had passed in a instant and reality had reclaimed her from some horrid fantasy land. Right now she wasn’t sure which was which and she had no idea which of the two she preferred.

She’d barely noticed her own moans escaping, the voice had almost taken her to an out of body place where she was consciously gone but her body reacted to Nicholas as if nothing had happened at all. She wondered for a moment if that was strange but with a sharp thrust from Nicholas she forgot all about it.

“Ungh! Fuck!” She moaned in reaction and arched, thrusting her breasts up and causing them to press hard against Nicholas’ chest.

"Tameka. You will come when I do!"

“Oh god…” She said half in ecstasy and half out of concern that she might be unable to do that; she needn’t have worried though as her body instinctively obeyed Nicholas’ command! She was almost shocked as she felt the quick build up, her dark velvety place clenching tightly around his shaft as they both erupted together.

Tameka couldn’t remember if she’d screamed, begged or moaned but her chest was shuddering with her ragged, heavy breathing. Her skin gleamed with that terrific afterglow that a satisfied woman usually gets and her eyes were unfocused as Nicholas looked down on her. His gentle kiss touching on her lips and bringing her concentration back to him as her breathing finally slowed and calmed enough.

"Tameka, you have earned yourself a shower."

Tameka nodded a little and murmured, “yes Master, th-thank you.”

Tameka waited until Nicholas had slid from both her and the bed before she slowly sat up and allowed him to take her hand without a fuss. She walked until the end of the chain pulled taut and realized she couldn’t make it to the shower which was positioned almost purposefully diagonal from the doorway. She looked at Nicholas and wondered if he was going to release her; for a mere moment she was allowed to hope before he moved from her side. She stepped back uncertainly and he dragged the now loose chain to the wall, she kept stepping backwards until he bent low; obscuring her view of what he was doing.

When he stood upright and moved away, Tameka could see that the chain now ran through some kind of thick metal ring in the wall. She heard one click and then another and the chain slackened completely again. Tameka was utterly confused and started to take a few tentative steps forward, she got closer to the shower than she’d been before and seemed surprised as she turned to look at the chain. The manacle that had been locked to the pole that ran along the wall was free now; allowing her to walk to the shower. But Tameka soon saw the genius in it, she wasn’t really free at all; neither manacle could possible pass through that small ring in the wall though the chain was able to; if only barely.

Tameka sighed inwardly and walked towards the shower, she studied it carefully and realized she wouldn’t have privacy in there either. There was no doors, sliding glass panes or shower curtains; it was completely open to the rest of the room. She balled and released her fists in frustration before she took a deep breath and stepped into the shower recess.

 

[marauder13]

Nicholas watched as Tameka stepped into the shower stall. The fire had returned as she saw that she had no privacy even there. He stood, silently watching her as she continued her inspection. Finally, she started her shower, and he smiled and wandered back into the main room.

It's still early days, and she has fight in her. She'll resist, but even now she is starting to understand. When I'm enjoying her body, she is enjoying it too. Tameka is obeying her Master's commands. But, there is much she has yet to learn, but she will... in time.

He double checked to see that he had everything he needed in the bag, then returned to the doorway to the bathroom to finish watching Tameka get clean. He couldn't help but watch her move around. He gazed at her, enjoying her beauty. He warmed to the knowledge that she was his exclusively. The thought that he could take her right there as she showered filled him with a lust that almost overwhelmed his self control.

That's my benefit from all of this. Being able to enjoy you, Tameka. In return for your body, and it's bountiful pleasures, I'm going to help you get back on track.

Once Tameka finished her shower, Nicholas again just watched her dry herself off. He kept his face neutral as she tended to herself, patiently waiting for her to finish. He then took a few steps back into the room.

"Come out here, Tameka. And kneel." When she had taken her position, he stepped behind her, making sure that her hands were behind her back and the arms were as straight as possible. He deftly cuffed her left wrist to her right ankle, and the right wrist to the left ankle. "There, that shall do the trick.

"Now, Tameka, I must applaud your intelligence and ability to make the best use of your environment." He lifted the pillow to expose the two books. He took them over to the bench, placing them where he had initially left them. "Don't worry, Tameka, you have earned those books for being clever. However, you did not earn them the proper way."

The pillow was casually tossed across the room, landing on the floor below the bench. The bedding followed soon after, landing on top of the pillow.

"Since you can't understand the proper usage of the items given to you, I shall have to make sure that you go without for a while. You have broken trust, Tameka, and that will not be tolerated." He easily lifted the mattress, and moved it under the bench as well. "I admire your intelligence, Tameka, and I want you to be able to best use it. But you have shown me that you can't use it properly yet."

He took a couple of spanners from the bag, and continued to disassemble the bed, moving the parts over under the bench. He walked to the end of her chain, reattaching it to the pole on the wall, and releasing it from the ring in the bathroom. He took the cuffs off her. She was guided to her feet by Nicholas' hand buried in her still damp hair.

"Listen very carefully, Tameka. Everything you have here, beyond the place on the floor where you stand, is a privilege that can be denied to you should you behave badly." Nicholas' eyes started to water. 'Don't make me keep doing this to you, Tameka. Just be a good girl!' "I know you don't believe me, Tameka, but I take no pleasure from this. But if you push me, I will respond. I am your Master, Tameka. The sooner you accept that, the better it will be for both of us. And you in particular."

His grip changed. Her hair was released and his hand rested at the base of her skull, more supportive than controlling.

"Tameka, we are here now because you need help, and this is going to help you. I am more than willing to take as much time as needed. The longer you fight, the longer it will take and the more that you will suffer. Needlessly."

He walked back to the bag, packing away his tools and closing up the bag. He picked up the two books, and dropped them on the floor near the corner of the room where Tameka would sleep. He grabbed the bag, and made his way to the door.

 

[monique_minx]

Tameka turned to the taps and the flood of water rained down on her, cold at first and then the heat came at last. She turned to find the basic essentials, a bar of soap, some shampoo and conditioner. Unfortunately there wasn’t a razor for her but then she realized she ought to have expected that. She sighed and shrugged, her legs weren’t all that hairy, just a little prickly and it didn’t really bother her in the least. Tameka took up the soap and proceeded to lather herself up, trying to ignore the fact that Nicholas was watching her.

Her hair was a tangled mess and had start to gain a very oily coat so she decided to wash it and bring back the shine her crimson locks usually had. She’d already noticed the regrowth in the bathroom mirror earlier that day, the lack lustre brown of her natural hair colour was returning already. Tameka stepped from the shower and took up the towel, drying herself off in a quick and efficient manner before neatly rehanging the towel.

"Come out here, Tameka. And kneel."

Tameka groaned inwardly as she made her way back into the bedroom, wondering what he was after now. Surely he’s satisfied by now?! She thought in frustration as she obediently went to her knees. She felt him shuffling around her and her arms locked up as he straightened them, then she felt the cold touch of metal and the unmistakable sound of locks clicking into place. Her head went to the right and she saw the handcuffs in the corner of her eye. Tameka instinctively tugged both wrists and realized what he’d done…she just didn’t know why.

"There, that shall do the trick. Now, Tameka, I must applaud your intelligence and ability to make the best use of your environment."

Tameka’s eyes widened noticeably as Nicholas lifted the pillow and revealed the books, she turned her head away though she wasn’t sure why. She almost felt bad about it, guilty and ashamed for having been caught.

“Don't worry, Tameka, you have earned those books for being clever. However, you did not earn them the proper way."

She turned her head back in time to watch the pillow sailing across the room. She gritted her teeth and watched as the bedding was torn from the mattress, it followed the pillow. Tameka lifted her chin slightly, if he even thinks for a second that I can’t live without some pillows and sheets, he really has gone bonkers!

"Since you can't understand the proper usage of the items given to you, I shall have to make sure that you go without for a while. You have broken trust, Tameka, and that will not be tolerated."

Tameka gasped as he slid the mattress from the bed and slipped it under the bench as well.

"I admire your intelligence, Tameka, and I want you to be able to best use it. But you have shown me that you can't use it properly yet."

That stupid camera! It had to be that stupid fucking camera! Where the fuck is that damn thing anyway?! Tameka’s eyes made a quick scan of the room as though she was sure that she’d find it in those few seconds. Her eyes flew back to Nicholas as he was making quick work of the bed’s bolts with a spanner. Tameka’s breath caught in her throat and her mind ceased to consider beyond that, she didn’t even want to think of the end result of this as piece by piece, the bed was stored beneath the bench and far out of her reach.

Nicholas moved to release the chain from the lockable ring in the wall, it was reattached to the wall pole before he finally returned to her. She felt her wrists released from their tense position, she would have been relieved if Nicholas had not chosen to pull her to her feet by her hair. She stood slowly, her face contorted in pain and uncomfortably so. Her eyes had already welled up with tears from just watching him take the bed apart and now she had more reasons to shed them; still she held them back.

"Listen very carefully, Tameka. Everything you have here, beyond the place on the floor where you stand, is a privilege that can be denied to you should you behave badly. I know you don't believe me, Tameka, but I take no pleasure from this. But if you push me, I will respond. I am your Master, Tameka. The sooner you accept that, the better it will be for both of us. And you in particular."

She pressed her lips tightly together and turned her head away as his grip changed to become something a little more comforting. Tameka was struggling with a flood of emotions she didn’t quite know how to handle so looking or speaking to Nicholas was out of the question.

"Tameka, we are here now because you need help, and this is going to help you. I am more than willing to take as much time as needed. The longer you fight, the longer it will take and the more that you will suffer. Needlessly."

Tameka watched him leave her side, she watched him take his tools and bag, watched him set the books down in the corner where the bed had been and she slowly walked over to that corner. She felt numb, like she was holding back an entire ocean in those few steps and finally she bent down to pick the books up in slow motion. She realized those bits of cardboard and paper in her hands were all she had left in the world now, in Nicholas’ world anyway. Suddenly the tidal wave crashed on Tameka’s shores as she spun and watched Nicholas heading for the door. The banks broke and her tears started flowing, only these tears were marred with one emotion and Tameka wasn’t feeling particularly sad.

“You asshole!” She screamed at Nicholas, the book left her hand before she knew it was in motion; aimed squarely at him.

“You fucking asshole!” The process repeated with the second book flying through the room, “I have done everything you fucking wanted! I have degraded myself for you! You knew I didn’t want to kiss you and I did that anyway! How is me sleeping on a fucking concrete floor helping me?! I’ve fucked you! I took my clothes off for you! You’ve left me naked in the fucking dark! You’ve taken everything from me! It’s not…fair…”

Finally the air left Tameka, the anger was crushed down by an overwhelming sensation of helplessness and she backed up to the wall. Tameka slid down on the floor, holding her head in her hands with her knees drawn up as she cried.

“Get out…” She sniffed softly, “Just get out of here. Please just leave…I should’ve just let you leave…goddamn it…”

 

[marauder13]

“You asshole!”

Nicholas started to turn when he felt the book impact him. She screamed out again as the larger book sailed through the air and hit his abdomen. Fury rocketed through him as she continued to yell at him.

“I have done everything you fucking wanted! I have degraded myself for you! You knew I didn’t want to kiss you and I did that anyway! How is me sleeping on a fucking concrete floor helping me?! I’ve fucked you! I took my clothes off for you! You’ve left me naked in the fucking dark! You’ve taken everything from me! It’s not…fair…”

Nicholas breathed deeply, reining in the anger, not letting it get the better of him.

'You stupid cunt! Stop fighting me over this. Damn it! So help me I'll take ever fucking inch of skin off your back if I needed to. Calm down, Nick, calm down.

'Doing that to her will not help. Remember why you're doing this. You're helping to straighten out her life, and this is the only way to do it.'

He watched her slide down against the wall, exhausted by her release. He heard her sobs as she buried her face in her hands. Nicholas looked on, knowing that she was starting to adjust to what was happening.

“Get out… Just get out of here. Please just leave…I should’ve just let you leave…goddamn it…”

Nicholas bent down to pick up the books, and placed them in the bag. He opened the door, tossing the bag through before closing the door again.

"Yes, you should have just let me leave, Tameka," Nicholas spoke softly as he walked over towards her. He dropped down onto one knee in front of her. "But you let your anger and pride get the better of you, Tameka."

One hand found it's way to her chin, firmly lifting her head so he could look at her face.

"You have not done everything I wanted, Tameka. If you had, you wouldn't be chained up here in the first place. I wanted you to come here, freely. Experience all of this at your leisure, to discover the parts of you that you refused to acknowledge. I saw what you were doing to yourself, how you were hurting.

"So, I brought you here, like this. Even here, you have failed to do everything I wanted. If you had, you would have a bed, the chain would be long enough to allow you to shower, and you would not be getting the liquid food.

"You need to learn that there is only one rule that applies, Tameka. Obey your Master. Disobey, and you will be punished. Obey, and you will be rewarded. You took the books in a way that was not permitted. You used items to do that. So, you need to know that the bed is for sleeping on. Not for creative item retrieval. And you will know that if you do something with the bed again, I will remove it... again. Plus, you know that disobedience will not be tolerated."

He drew her head forward, softly kissing her forehead. "Tameka, I don't like doing this to you, but you leave me little choice when you behave like this. You are smart, strong and a fighter. There is so much unlocked potential within you. Together, we will show you how to use that intelligence, strength and fight within you properly. We will unlock that potential as well.

"You are naked because you are a sexy woman. We have fucked because I would be a fool not to fuck someone like you. Also, even though you have been fighting it, you enjoy us fucking. Think how good it will be when you join in, rather than resist. Not to mention all of the other delights that you loved us roleplaying. You'll get the chance to experience it first hand, and really know what it's like."

He let go of her chin, moving his arms to wrap around her, drawing her into a warm embrace. He held her gently, supporting her and letting her enjoy his closeness, as best as she would let him.

"The sooner you work with me, the better things will become for you. Please, Tameka, stop fighting me. I know you want this. You need this. Deep down, you know it too. It's going to be fine, Tameka. I know it's hard now, but it will be fine."

 

[monique_minx]

Tameka didn’t have to look up to know, she heard the scrape of the books and the door slamming; she’d known that the moment they left her hands; she’d lose them. She thought it was kind of strange really; when she’d first woken up in the room, she wouldn’t have realized that doing something like that would cost her but now, it was like a lesson had actually passed through to her. She knew there was consequences with Nicholas, she knew where she stood with him, it wasn’t like her relationship with Ben where she had to guess every time they had a fight. Tameka didn’t find herself filled with paranoia about Nicholas’ honesty, he had no reason to lie to her in her position. It was an ironic kind of thought, like a fog lifting just a tiny bit and allowing her to see a landmark in the distance.

"Yes, you should have just let me leave, Tameka. But you let your anger and pride get the better of you, Tameka."

Her sobs wracked her body as she felt his fingertips guiding her chin, she looked him in the eyes as he crouched level with her. Her brown eyes were bloodshot and tears were still pouring down her face even as she struggled to regain control over her emotions.

"You have not done everything I wanted, Tameka. If you had, you wouldn't be chained up here in the first place. I wanted you to come here, freely. Experience all of this at your leisure, to discover the parts of you that you refused to acknowledge. I saw what you were doing to yourself, how you were hurting. So, I brought you here, like this. Even here, you have failed to do everything I wanted. If you had, you would have a bed, the chain would be long enough to allow you to shower, and you would not be getting the liquid food.”

She tried to take in Nicholas’ calm exterior, the tears stemmed by her concentration as he continued to explain it to her. Though she felt a great need to keep screaming, she couldn’t muster it; something about him in that moment froze her up and made her listen.

"You need to learn that there is only one rule that applies, Tameka. Obey your Master. Disobey, and you will be punished. Obey, and you will be rewarded. You took the books in a way that was not permitted. You used items to do that. So, you need to know that the bed is for sleeping on. Not for creative item retrieval. And you will know that if you do something with the bed again, I will remove it... again. Plus, you know that disobedience will not be tolerated."

This much she understood and Tameka found a great part of her that desired to take it back, to rewind time and leave the books where they were. Another part of her was screeching that it had been genius and something her mentality had needed greatly; to know that she was not entirely helpless. That in some small way, she had done something to prove it, to prove that she simply could. He pulled her forward and kissed her forehead tenderly, she felt like a pile of flesh without muscle or bone, a rag doll because of her own emotional state.

"Tameka, I don't like doing this to you, but you leave me little choice when you behave like this. You are smart, strong and a fighter. There is so much unlocked potential within you. Together, we will show you how to use that intelligence, strength and fight within you properly. We will unlock that potential as well. You are naked because you are a sexy woman. We have fucked because I would be a fool not to fuck someone like you. Also, even though you have been fighting it, you enjoy us fucking. Think how good it will be when you join in, rather than resist. Not to mention all of the other delights that you loved us role playing. You'll get the chance to experience it first hand, and really know what it's like."

She considered his words as he pulled her into his arms, Tameka instinctively moved her own arms up between them as she sniffed the last of her tears away. She’d never had Nicholas be as open with her as he was now, certainly he had answered her questions in the past and spent the time diligently and patiently explaining everything to her. She knew he was interested in her but she had no idea of how deeply those feelings ran, now she had an inkling at least; she still wanted to know more though. Her ever hungry mind was starved for it.

"The sooner you work with me, the better things will become for you. Please, Tameka, stop fighting me. I know you want this. You need this. Deep down, you know it too. It's going to be fine, Tameka. I know it's hard now, but it will be fine."

“I don’t…” She stopped to clear her throat and get a handle on what she wanted to say, her voice was soft, unsure and very saddened, “I…I’m not sure if I can Nich-” She caught herself and sucked in a deep breath, her eyes closing for a moment as she regained a little composure.

“I don’t know if I can do it…I’m…afraid to even try. What if I try and then I still fail at it miserably? I’m…scared…and I always was, I was scared to change things…I wanted to be normal…whatever that is. Change breeds chaos…look at how much of a mess I already was! I didn’t want to make it worse…and worse than that, I didn’t want to hurt other people…like Ben. I wanted to be normal for him…I hated it, it didn’t make me happy but it made him happy…”

She stopped and dropped her hands from his chest, allowing Nicholas as much of her as he wanted while she wiped her eyes, “I’m a fucking freak.” She sniffed, her voice breaking and forcing her to stop in order to cease the flood of tears.

Another deep breath later and she started to speak again, uneven and teetering on the brink of more tears, “I couldn’t talk to anyone ‘cept you, if I hinted at it…my friends started making jokes…and I felt humiliated because I was serious….and they had no idea. I even tried to tell Gillian the night before my birthday…she was convinced I needed therapy!” She paused because she knew she hadn’t told Nicholas that before now, “I like it…I like it when I think of you hitting me…does that make me sick?” She finished in a whisper, tears in her eyes as she dreaded the answer he’d give her, she’d never poured herself out and told him in all honesty how she felt and what she thought about it.

Now she could no longer hold it back and she didn’t know why she felt a bursting need to tell him absolutely everything…she just did.

 

[marauder13]

Nicholas felt the press of her arms against his torso, guessing that she was guarding herself from him. He still held her warming, gently and in a comforting manner.

'It has been a few intense days for her. She is starting to realize fully where she is. At least I hope so.'

“I don’t…” She cleared her throat and continued to speak softly. “I…I’m not sure if I can Nich-”

“I don’t know if I can do it…I’m…afraid to even try. What if I try and then I still fail at it miserably? I’m…scared…and I always was, I was scared to change things…I wanted to be normal…whatever that is. Change breeds chaos…look at how much of a mess I already was! I didn’t want to make it worse…and worse than that, I didn’t want to hurt other people…like Ben. I wanted to be normal for him…I hated it, it didn’t make me happy but it made him happy…”

He took a deep breath, letting it escape in a sigh. "Tameka, you can try and you will. You are not facing this alone anymore. You were a mess because you were not true to yourself. You were trying to be something that you're not. How can you not hurt others when you hurt yourself? How can you make others happy when you're not happy yourself? There is nothing for you to fear, as long as you honestly try. Accept what is happening, Tameka. Embrace what I am offering you."

He felt her arms drop, hoping that she would wrap them around him and gain the support he felt she needed. He knew she was wiping away her tears, trying to regain some composure. He was slightly startled at her declaration, but said nothing as he continued to hold her, support her, care for her. He paid close attention to her shuddering voice.

“I couldn’t talk to anyone ‘cept you, if I hinted at it…my friends started making jokes…and I felt humiliated because I was serious….and they had no idea. I even tried to tell Gillian the night before my birthday…she was convinced I needed therapy! I like it…I like it when I think of you hitting me…does that make me sick?”

Nicholas crooked a finger, lifting her chin until he could see her face clearly. He wiped away the evidence of her tears from her cheeks with a soft finger. He kissed her again. He softly took her lips with his, letting her feel the tenderness he was offering her in her moment of need. He gave it freely, no sign of dominance, command or control.

"Are you sick? I don't think so." He looked into her eyes, holding her gaze as he spoke. "I listened to you for two reasons. I understand you, and I care about you. These matters are important to you, Tameka. Together, you and I will explore what you like. We'll find out what truly turns you on. We will make you comfortable with who you are and what you like.

"I will not lie to you, Tameka. I stand to gain from all of this too. I will enjoy learning about you. Teaching you. Enjoying you and what you can do. Even though you have been resisting me, I can tell at some level you have been enjoying the sex we've been having. Haven't you, Tameka?

"You like the thought of me hitting you? Spanking you, maybe?" He smiled slightly. "Tameka, you may ask your Master to allow you to experience anything you desire. Of course, I have the right to refuse you, or place a condition on it. But never, ever be afraid to voice your desires. As long as you are polite about it."

His face became neutral once more. "But never forget, Tameka. I am your Master, and you will obey Me. Your obedience will help you become true to yourself, and learn more about you than you have every learnt before. Now, you will be without your bed for two nights, Tameka, for your disobedience. I was going to let you keep the books you so brilliantly gained. But you threw them at me, so I am removing them. I will have two more books for you in the morning, with the same conditions to gain them as the last two books."

He gathered her into his arms again, holding her in a warming and comforting manner, adding a gentle rocking motion. He kept it up for about a minute before he kissed her brow, and started to stand.

 

[monique_minx]

Tameka was surprised by Nicholas’ tender kiss, his fingers caressing beneath her chin as he showed her the affection he felt and that he could be a merciful lover too. She knew she got that from Ben and hadn’t been able to enjoy it, somehow it was different with Nicholas; it was like the sway of power she felt with him intoxicated her somehow. Even without it showing in the kiss, she could feel it, it was strange and amazing but she could feel it.

"Are you sick? I don't think so. I listened to you for two reasons. I understand you, and I care about you. These matters are important to you, Tameka. Together, you and I will explore what you like. We'll find out what truly turns you on. We will make you comfortable with who you are and what you like. I will not lie to you, Tameka. I stand to gain from all of this too. I will enjoy learning about you. Teaching you. Enjoying you and what you can do. Even though you have been resisting me, I can tell at some level you have been enjoying the sex we've been having. Haven't you, Tameka?”

Tameka blushed but she didn’t drop her eyes, still she couldn’t admit it and she gave him a small shake of her head; not to indicate that she was denying anything but to show just how uncomfortable the question was making her. Nicholas seemed to understand and pressed on.

"You like the thought of me hitting you? Spanking you, maybe? Tameka, you may ask your Master to allow you to experience anything you desire. Of course, I have the right to refuse you, or place a condition on it. But never, ever be afraid to voice your desires. As long as you are polite about it."

This time she did drop her eyes, Tameka was almost searching her soul all over again just as she had been when she’d realized she was submissive years ago. Her naked skin seemed to almost pale in comparison to the turmoil her mind was going through, she no longer cared that Nicholas could see all of her body. She really had no idea why she loved to think of Nicholas spanking her, why she felt the compulsion to obey a commanding voice, it almost made her knees weak.

"But never forget, Tameka. I am your Master, and you will obey Me. Your obedience will help you become true to yourself, and learn more about you than you have every learnt before. Now, you will be without your bed for two nights, Tameka, for your disobedience. I was going to let you keep the books you so brilliantly gained. But you threw them at me, so I am removing them. I will have two more books for you in the morning, with the same conditions to gain them as the last two books."

She almost burst into fresh tears, she knew she was going to lose the books but then she was going to have to go through the same tests all over again to get new ones coupled with two days of sleeping on the concrete floor. She nodded numbly as she considered the next few days carefully and knew it wasn’t going to be easy, she had no possessions left to lose so deduction dictated that Nicholas would do something else to keep her in line if need be. She didn’t feel like doing much of anything, she felt defeated and broken up inside as though she had too much to think about and she’d tucked it into the back of her mind.

Nicholas rocked her back and forth as her mind shut down slowly, she didn’t want to think right now, she no longer wanted to self analyse every inch of what was happening to her; she felt like she was never going to understand why she couldn’t be a normal woman in a normal relationship - whatever that was. Finally he kissed her forehead and released her to stand up, she looked up at him with an innocent and confused expression.

“It’s never going to go away is it? Is it the same for you…Master?” She asked softly, dropping her eyes as she wondered if dominants felt the same or went through the same difficulties. She pondered the differences between them and questioned whether or not Nicholas had ever felt strange about his desire to wield control as much as she felt weird over desiring to give it up.

 

[marauder13]

Nicholas saw Tameka look up at him, her expression remarkably open. He thought he saw a reflection of the inner turmoil she was going through.

“It’s never going to go away is it? Is it the same for you…Master?”

The momentary pause gave him cause to smile broadly. Her acceptance of their relationship was starting to take root within her. He stepped back, dropping down onto one knee before her, still looking down on his naked slave.

"No, Tameka, it wont ever go away. It is a much of who you are as your gender. We don't want it to go away either. You will grow to understand it more, accept it, embrace it. When that happens, you will find so much strength within you that you never thought you had. You wont be ashamed of what you are either, because there is nothing wrong with it.

"It was similar for me when I first discovered my urges. I had been educated in how to treat a partner properly, and that why made my blood stir was far from what I was taught. But after some serious time on the net, I found there were people like me out there, as well as people who liked, desired and even needed people like me. I shared my thoughts and feelings with these people, and they helped me find myself. They didn't lead me anywhere, but they showed me many paths I could follow to find out what I needed to find. It took me about two years to make that transition by myself. But by the end, I felt like a weight was lifted off my shoulders.

"I tried being in a normal relationship, but my needs and desires came through, and the woman was not interested in the same things as me. The good thing was that she didn't think I was a pervert, or sick. She liked it occasionally to make things fun, but nowhere near as often as I liked."

Again, he took Tameka's chin in his hand, gently guiding her to look into his eyes. He saw a frightened woman, one needing a life line of sorts as she splashed around in the deep water of the unknown.

He kissed her once more. He softly took her lips with his, leading her in the oral exchange of affection. He waited, enjoying her lips only before his tongue passed her lips, delving further into her mouth. His passion rose, the kiss firming up as his tongue dominated hers.

He broke off the kiss, his breathing heavier than normal, his eyes alight with the lust that burned within him. The hand that cupped her chin shifted to rest against her cheek. He stood, letting the hand lightly slide of the side of her face. He gave her one last genuine smile before he left her room.

He gathered the bag, and went up to the control panel. He paused to gaze on Tameka one last time before going to sleep.

"Fuck, woman, you have no idea just how hot you are. I cant wait to see what you'll be like when you finally embrace your inner submissive. Sleep well, Tameka."

Nicholas shuddered slightly, removing the images of her fully embracing her true nature. Without further pause, he headed off to his bed to sleep.

 

[monique_minx]

Tameka was surprised by his smile but more so when he knelt down in front of her again, she’d not expected him to answer.

"No, Tameka, it wont ever go away. It is a much of who you are as your gender. We don't want it to go away either. You will grow to understand it more, accept it, embrace it. When that happens, you will find so much strength within you that you never thought you had. You wont be ashamed of what you are either, because there is nothing wrong with it. It was similar for me when I first discovered my urges.

I had been educated in how to treat a partner properly, and that why made my blood stir was far from what I was taught. But after some serious time on the net, I found there were people like me out there, as well as people who liked, desired and even needed people like me. I shared my thoughts and feelings with these people, and they helped me find myself. They didn't lead me anywhere, but they showed me many paths I could follow to find out what I needed to find. It took me about two years to make that transition by myself. But by the end, I felt like a weight was lifted off my shoulders.

I tried being in a normal relationship, but my needs and desires came through, and the woman was not interested in the same things as me. The good thing was that she didn't think I was a pervert, or sick. She liked it occasionally to make things fun, but nowhere near as often as I liked."

Tameka hid her surprise, she’d asked Nicholas many things but never the intimate and personal details of his life. She knew she’d like it more often than that woman, half the time it was all she could think about and imagine. He took her chin and lifted her eyes to his again while she thought over her desires; one way or another she knew that logically she had wanted to do this a long time ago but she had always been afraid. She feared that a single taste of it would make her want more and even now if Nicholas let her go, she knew everything would be different and uncomfortable for her. It would be nigh impossible to return to what her life was.

He took her mouth softly, not leading straight into the tongue action but enjoying the touch of their lips pressed together. His tongue soon crossed the threshold and Tameka instantly melted under the power of his kiss, she was breathing just as heavily as he was when he broke the kiss at last. His hand gave a last sweep of her cheek before he moved away from her and gave a smile before he exited the room.

Tameka was alone again but she felt no wish to move, she stretched her legs out and then her arms before she curled up on the floor, drawing her knees up to her stomach as she laid on her side in the foetal position. She clasped her hands and tucked them beneath her head to pillow it and in spite of the relative warmth of the room; she shivered. She didn’t like how vulnerable she felt or how bare and it was the inside rather than the outside causing these feelings.

“Well…now you can both win if you can release your pride Tammy, you know what you want, stop being afraid of it…Nicholas didn’t bring you here to hurt you or abuse you for his own perverse pleasures…he brought you here because he cares for you, maybe even loves you…a friend who couldn’t stand to see you so miserable just because you denied yourself all these things you want…and don’t lie, you want them.” The voice was back and whispering to her quietly.

“I want them but I don’t want me to vanish inside them…I still want to be me and serve my desires…my Master.” She murmured back in a desperate search for how she could possibly have both.

“You will always be you even when you’re a submissive…it’s part of who you are, you just need to embrace it and bring it into your life. You can still party and be smart and outrageous. High flying corporate women go home and kneel before their husbands, you know that…it doesn’t make them any less of a woman or a person. They still take charge where and when they need to at work, it takes a lot of strength and courage to admit you’d like to be told what to do, to let go of all control, to take pleasure in pain…you are not weak for what you want and you never will be Tammy, you’re not stupid or mindless, if Master wanted a robot, he’d build one!” The voice urged.

“But I’m not the perfect Tameka I created on a website…I’m just…” Tameka trailed off.

“…Me?” The voice finished for her almost triumphantly.

“Yeah okay so I’m me but I make mistakes and crave things and stumble over my feet sometimes…since I got here all I seem to do is fuck it all up. How do I learn not to swear and do all the things that have come naturally since I was born?”

“Tameka, you’ve been fucking up because you don’t want to embrace it, you wanna fight it and that’s fine because you are a fighter too, not a doormat. But you also know more than anything, you’ve wanted this for a long time, you’re fighting the wrong things and the wrong people, not just Nicholas but yourself as well. You’ll learn when you start trying, he’s not expecting perfection but he will correct you and you know you desire that as well. You want the structure without the confusion. When you do fuck up and you will, even after you embrace all this…he’ll correct you and you will try again, you know how this works, even without me here. I’m just here to remind you now and then…” The voice finished and vanished from her, leaving Tameka to drift into a restless sleep with her thoughts in turmoil.

 

[marauder13]

Nicholas was half way to his bedroom when he remembered that the lights were still on in Tameka's room. He returned to the control centre, turning the lights to the night time setting. They were at the lowest illumination setting, bright enough to allow Tameka's eyes to make out any objects in her way, but dark enough to allow her to sleep without any problems.

He returned to his trek to his bed, and sleep. He thought about when he would start her on her exercise regime. It would help give her a little more focus and routine to her day, as well as keeping her fit, healthy and limber. He stripped and climbed into bed. He let his mind wander to what other delightful ways he could have Tameka entertain him with her body. He wasn't sure what excited him more, the feel of her mouth around his cock, or the feel of it buried in her delightful ass. His imagination was trying to conjure up both scenarios as he fell asleep.


Nicholas was brought out of a dead sleep by the most annoying sound in the universe - the Macarena. He swore as he rapidly gathered his senses while being assaulted by the nerve jangling sounds. He finally found his work phone, and opened it to get the message.

Ginger has gone down on us. Nicholas smiled at the naughtier meaning of the message even though he fully understood what it meant. One of their two primary computer servers had crashed, and all hell was breaking loose at work.

"Four fucking fifteen in the fucking morning!!" Nicholas was on autopilot at that stage. They had four hours before things started to get critical. Nicholas dressed, gathered his work bag and was out the door in minutes.

He walked into the IT room and everyone was going flat out. He looked around for his boss, not seeing him anywhere. Nicholas wasn't surprised, but he thought a major issue like Fred or Ginger failing would get him in.

"Steve's holding off The Boss for us," Gary said as Nicholas dropped into his chair.

"Fuck! That bad?"

"Yep, since weasel features was the one who caused the whole fucking mess."

"What the fuck was Brandon doing messing around with the computers?"

"Well, he is second in charge of the company, and he knows all about computers -" Nicholas snorted "- so he was helping out..."

"That's it. I'm going to talk to Steve about this. If one of those morons comes in here again, so help me I will shoot the cunt."

"Can I hold the spare ammo?"

The next four hours were painful. They managed to get the server to commence boot up, only to have it fail. They managed to get it to step by step boot up, and log the status until they identified the root cause of the issue. A restore from back up was required, along with a series of sequential restores to bring up changes from after the last complete backup.

"Holy crap!" Gary cried out. "Fred and Ginger are having a spat now. Neither of them is talking to the other. There's a comms issue between them."

"Damn it. Cy, if someone pokes their head through the door that ain't The Boss or Steve, tell them to go away." Cy nodded, and simply locked the door. For good measure, Cy applied a 'patch' to the phone system that declared the phones busy for anyone who tried calling them, apart from Steve and the Company CEO.

Nicholas and the rest of them lost track of time, fully focused on fixing the servers. Occasionally he thought of Tameka, but quickly pushed her from his mind. Steve came in with a large platter of sandwiches for the team, and people scoffed down food as they worked. Everytime they cleared on issue another one surfaced to take it's place. Frustration levels in the room were thick enough to cut with a knife, and the IT staff were trying to come up with new and inventive ways of 'thanking' Brandon for 'fixing' the computers.

When things died down enough for him to be able to think of other matters rather than work, Nicholas saw that the time was just after 6PM. Less essential members of the team had been sent home earlier, and the remaining team members were being shouted pizza and beers.

"Holy fuck, I didn't know we were that far behind in the upgrades."

"What's wrong, Gary?"

"Well, since we were offlining both servers, I thought I would check the sec patches and such for the two of them. We've been lagging behind somewhat. I have started downloading and updating. You and I my friend have another 3 hours of fun ahead of us. Before you say anything, some of the software under your tender care will need to be upgraded too, and you need to look after that. I don't have the clearances anymore. Remember?"

"Fuck that. I have important things to deal with at home." Gary just slid a printout over to when Nicholas sat. Nicholas took one look at the list before slamming it back down on the table. "You are a prick."

"Thank you, Nick... and I love you too."

It was 9:30 PM before the last of the upgrades was completed, and a full backup was initiated. Gary and Nicholas handed everything over to the night crew before trudging out of the building. All Nicholas could think about was sleeping. He got home, and simply headed for his room. When he got there, he remembered Tameka and the fact that he hadn't tended to her all day. He paused for a moment, then collapsed onto his bed and fell asleep immediately.

 

[monique_minx]

Tameka slept restlessly, unable to find a comfortable position on the hard concrete as she tossed and turned. Finally she gave up and sat up with a sigh, her legs open as she leaned forward and rested her elbows on her thighs in a slump. She sat there for a long moment in the dim light of the room, not thinking but just staring off into space for a change. At last she moved, stretching out her limbs as she made her slow trek into the bathroom, looking longingly at the shower. She finished her business and went to the sink, after washing her hands, she took up the plain blue plastic toothbrush and proceeded to brush her teeth.

She eyed herself in the mirror as she brushed, she looked over her hair which was in a tousle but clean for the most part. More brown had appeared in the roots and she clutched the basin in frustration over it. She spat and rinsed her mouth out, taking up the little plastic comb which looked like it would break if she pushed it too hard. Tameka started combing out her hair, wincing as each knot came free and her shiny crimson locks tickled her shoulder blades again. She eyed them and sighed softly as she spotted the split ends; she prided herself on her appearance so this was truly sad for her.

As she walked back into the main room, she remembered all that had occurred prior to her sleeping the night before. She’d been avoiding that; thinking about all Nicholas had said; all she had told him. Tameka knew that Alyria was slowly slipping through the cracks, being annihilated by her own desires. It was what she wanted, wasn’t it? This was all she had been able to think about for years now. So why had she been avoiding it for so long?

“I was afraid…” She whispered in answer to her own question, “I rationalized not being normal with needing to be…normal. I…feared myself. I shouldn’t want to be suppressed…I mean fuck! Feminists the world over should unite because I’ve lost my damn mind! I want to be on my knees, I want to worship Master…I mean I want to have a Master for Christ’s sakes! I don’t know why but I crave it, I want to be degraded and used, I want to be told what to do and I want to be….spanked and told to beg.”

Tameka shook her head, even though she was alone in the dark and whispering; she still blushed, “Look at me, I can’t even vocalize my desires let alone live them!”

You couldn’t stand to be naked at first either Tammy, the voice whispered to her.

“Oh geez…” She muttered in exasperation.

I’ve accepted alright?! I know I’m a submissive, I know what I want and I know I can have it here with Mas- fuck! Nicholas! Nicholas! She hissed in return.

You might as well call him Master…even in your head, if you’ve truly accepted. The voice said logically and stoically.

Fine, I’ve accepted Master and that I’m a submissive….I just wish I knew why I crave the things I do…

It doesn’t matter why Tameka, all that matters is that you are happy and if you just try this then you have a shot at happiness. That’s all he wants to give you so just damn well do it and stop crying over it! The voice snapped harshly at her and vanished before she could retort.

It was at this time that Tameka realized the light had not grown in the room and she had been up for awhile now, “Ummm…Master?” She called out stupidly as if she hoped he was listening.

“If you can hear me…I’d really like for you to come down here…please?” She asked hopefully.

The lights didn’t brighten, the door didn’t open and sometime later Tameka felt her stomach grumble; something was very wrong. She pulled on her ankle chain in vain again, there was a sudden dropping feeling deep inside her that let her know she was absolutely dependant upon Nicholas; without him she could very well die in that basement. She spent the day pacing and thinking, she was worried with every minute that passed. Tameka judged the time by her bathroom breaks and her need for food and water.

She managed to drink from the bathroom basin and slake her thirst but she would soon continue to pace. Tameka realized she wasn’t just worried about herself; she was worried about Nicholas too. When she laid down to sleep, she whispered to the room in a scared tone of voice, “Please…come back to me…please be ok…Master…please…”

 

[marauder13]

Nicholas groaned as the alarm went off. By habit, he sat himself up, turning off the alarm, yawning and stretching. He rubbed his face and groaned before slowly standing.

"God, I hope that Fred and Ginger are still going OK. I'd hate to have another fucked up day like yesterday." He reached for the work mobile phone, seeing that there was a text message from last night. It took three full reads before he finally got the gist of the message.

'Nick. You've got tomorrow off. Full pay. Well done for what you did. See you Wednesday. Steve.'

"Steve, I could almost kiss you for that." Nicholas smiled as he sauntered to the shower. While he cleaned himself, he thought of all the enjoyable things he could do during his day off. He still was feeling blissful as he threw on a pair of track pants and headed for the kitchen to get some breakfast. When he arrived in the kitchen, he saw the tall metallic container he used to feed Tameka sitting by the sink. He felt his gut tighten at the thought that he had not seen Tameka for an entire day. He started to get the ingredients for her meal ready, and he slowed down a little.

"I'm her Master. She's my slave. She will just have to put up with what ever I do. If she doesn't like it, that's her problem not mine. Plus, if she makes a big deal out of it... I'll bloody well flog her."

He started to mix her meal, and let it settle. While that happened, he started the lights brightening, and doing a quick scan on the sound recordings to find anything significant. He then checked the visuals whenever he picked up her talking, and heard her fearful calls to him. His cock stirred when he heard her say “Please…come back to me…please be ok…Master…please…”

He returned to the kitchen and fixed himself some breakfast. He knew he had nearly an hour before the lights reached their normal illumination levels, and he wanted to wait until that had occurred before he entered the room with his delicious slave. As he ate, he shifted his plans for the day to include the naked woman in the room below. Many different activities ran through his mind. Some he dismissed because they were definitely too early for them. Some were more tantalizing, as her apparent change in heart made her more respective to those plans.

His breakfast finished, he checked the control centre and saw that the lighting levels were close to what he wanted. He finished his morning routine, cleaning his teeth and doing his ablutions. All was ready by the time he was back to the kitchen, finishing off getting Tameka's breakfast ready. He gathered the metallic cup, the bottle of water and the novelties bag and headed downstairs to greet his slave. He entered the room without any fuss or forewarning, moving over to the bench and placing the bag down. Nicolas fought a slight twinge of fear at how Tameka would react to her short, unplanned isolation. Again, he suppressed it, reminding himself that he was her Master, and he did not have to answer to her about what happened.

"Good morning, Tameka. It should please you immensely to know that your Master is an important man. He was needed elsewhere yesterday, and He had no time for his slave." He walked over to her as he continued to speak. "Now, Tameka, if you had been better behaved, your time here yesterday would have been much more pleasant for you.

"Of course, the sooner you accept for fate, and learn what you need to learn, the quicker you will be released from the confines of this room. That's right, Tameka, you will be permitted to move beyond these walls when you prove yourself worthy."

He lowered the cup holding her meal for her to take. After she took it from him, he walked back to where the the bedding was piled up, pulling out a pillow. He brought it back, dropping on the floor right in front of her knees.

"Kneel on that, Tameka, while you finish your breakfast." He watched her have her breakfast, admiring her body as it was displayed before him. He felt his breathing deepen, adrenaline running through his system as his thoughts finally galvanized.

"Tameka, once you have finished your breakfast, you will suck your Master's cock until He comes in your mouth. Naturally, you will swallow all of it because that will please your Master greatly."