Art in this story by Cleona

Ari slowly woke up….very slowly.

It was just now she became aware she was still alive, not that she thought she was dead but more she didn’t exist.  She’d never, ever slept like that before in her life.  The place she’d gone to after her whipping and being fucked over the sawhorse?  She vaguely remembered being brought up the stairs over Master’s shoulder.  Her lips quirked.  That was kind of hot. 

So was she, she threw off the sheet she’d been under.  Who’d put her there?  Master, of course.  She rolled over onto her back and groaned.  Ohhhh God.  She was sore!  The pain receptors were firing like firecrackers in her brain from all the input from her ass, her thighs, her anus.  She closed her eyes and let it wash over her.  It was a tidal wave of suffering and it was…so delectable.  She moaned this time and it wasn’t because of unhappiness.  Her masochistic side was getting a full-on feast!

Oh, my master, what you did to me, she thought and trembled slightly.  Continuing her roll, she saw the nightstand.  There was a bottle of water that still had condensation on it.  Reaching out, it was cool to the touch.  When?  She shrugged and flopped out of bed onto her knees before the little table.  There was a note.

Take the two tablets.  Drink ALL the water.  Use the bathroom, etc.  You may come downstairs topless or bottomless…your choice.  You will always only be allowed one or the other.  I’m working in my study.  It’s off the kitchen to the right down the hallway.  Follow the music.

That was it.

Ari had no idea what the two pills were but it didn’t matter.  She obeyed and took them both while cracking open the water.  She began to guzzle but slowed down so she didn’t get sick.  Rising up, she padded to the large closet in her room.  She kind of remembered what was in here. 

Yep.  She opened the accordion doors to each side and one half was corsets.  All zippered, thank God.  The other half was very, very short skirts in different colors and fabrics.  She saw where she could be a very naughty schoolgirl if she got to wear a top and a bottom but…only if Master allowed it.  She picked out a black pvc latex corset and took it with her into the bathroom.

Figuring she was still to do her normal morning routine, she showered and shaved in it.  It was a large shower and she notices metal rings on each of the four walls.  She knew what those would be used for later.  She grinned.  It was nice that Master made no show of being normal or vanilla.  This was a slavegirl’s bathroom.  Stepping out, she found the selection of lotions she was supposed to use and began to rub them where she should.  Lightly patting herself dry, she used the baby powder to sprinkle on her torso before putting on the corset.  Zipping it up, she learned Master had these made exactly to her size!  It was tight but fit well. 

Checking herself in the mirror, the corset did lovely things to her breasts.  They were almost spilling out, which she thought was good to be easily accessible to him.  Pussy shaved and bare, she turned and inspected the welts on her ass.  They were just thinking about fading and were still very tender to touch.  She rubbed her cheeks with both hands and groaned thinking of his belt…then his pelvis.

Mmm…she walked out and down the stairs.

She did hear music softly playing in the distance. 

Following it, she padded past the kitchen, down the hall on the right.  There was a large, wooden door halfway open.  She knocked softly.  “Master?”

“Come.” He told her.

She entered and found he was busy behind a laptop.  Looking up, he spent a little time looking over her.  Without being told, she did a turn for him so he could see all that was his.

He smiled but didn’t say anything about it.  “We need to talk.”

Ari’s heart stopped.  Had she done something wrong?  Did he reconsider and found her performance no good after all?  Cold sweat began to prickle out on her shoulder blades.  “Yes, Master?” She asked.

Her tone must have alerted him a little because he looked up again and shook his head.  “You are not in trouble.  You did nothing wrong.  You will listen carefully.”

She nodded and tried to relax again..

“I decided it was unwise to expect you to make a rational decision when you went so deeply into sub space or slave space, as the case may be.” He shrugged.  “You told me you didn’t want to wait the full two hours and wanted to be claimed.  I felt it was good, too, but after I saw just how out of it you were?”

He sighed and leaned back.  “I couldn’t in good conscience hold you to those thoughts you had then.  I want you to…” He held up his hand because Ari had opened her mouth.  He stared at her silently.

She closed her mouth and blushed a deep red of shame at having been so rude.  Hanging her head, she waited.

“I want you to go into the kitchen.  I know you can cook.  Make us a late breakfast.  I will have two eggs over hard with a slice of toast.  The toaster is already set to where I like it.  You may have no more than the same as I do.  You can have less if it is better for your diet.  I’ll leave that to you.  Cook the food.  Plate it to the kitchen table, come tell me it is ready and we will eat.” He paused.

“Yes, Master.  I will obey.  I’m so sorry for…for earlier.” She shrugged.  “I should be punished.”

“Hmm…possibly but I’m busy right now.  The overseas markets are getting ready to close.  As you cook, think carefully over if you wish to stay and wish to finalize your slavery to me.  We’ll discuss it as we eat.” He went back to his work.

Ari turned and walked back to the kitchen.  She’d been told and knew cooking would be one of her required services.  Entering the kitchen, she spied a small, white apron.  She didn’t think Master would mind her keeping her pussy from getting burn marks so she tied it around her waist.  Her ass was still on full view so that should be in her favor. 

It only took about fifteen minutes to prepare it all with the toast toasting as she finished up the eggs.  She liked hers sunny side up.  She giggled.  It was appropriate for her…her ass would often be sunny side up!  And most often fried somehow.  She grinned as she plated it all. 

She knocked softly once more.  “It’s ready, Master.”

“Good girl.” He murmured as he got up from his desk.

Ari loved his words and the way she got so wet from them as she walked before him into the kitchen.  She figured he’d enjoy the view and she’d already, wisely, taken off the apron so as not to block anything from him now.

He walked to the table and sat.  She went to the spot beside him.

“I…I wasn’t sure if I was allowed to eat at the table, Sir.” She told him.

He nodded.  “I did leave it vague but I’m glad you did it this way for now.  Much easier for talking.  There maybe times you eat from the floor on your knees.” He shrugged.  “As the moods hit me.”

She nodded.  “Of course, Sir.”  She began to eat since he was already starting.

After a few moments, he spoke up.  “Did you do some thinking?”

She nodded.  “I did…some.  I didn’t have to do a whole lot.  My mind is still very much the same, Sir.  If I may explain?”

He motioned she could.

“I…I’ve always know who and what I am, Sir: a pretty little masochist with a fetish for being degraded and objectified.  Oh, I’m also a bit of an exhibitionist but…do love the feeling of humiliation when used in front of strangers…like yesterday.  That was yesterday, right?” She asked.

He softly laughed.  “Yes, Girl.  You slept through the late afternoon and all night.  I was indulging you this time.”

She flushed with pleasure at his kindness.  “Thank you, Sir.  I…I’m not sure I deserved it.”

“That will always be for me to decide.” He eyed her.

“Yes, Master.” She nodded and bowed her head.   “Anyway, I am what I am, Sir.  Of all the choices I could make for my future?  This one seemed the safest in the long run.  Being a sex worker?  No.  Getting married?  God, no.  I feel I was born for a collar, a leash, and…a whip, Sir.  I want those to be yours.  I want to be yours.”

She ate some more to fill the silence.  Master had stopped eating and was looking at her.  Ari wasn’t used to be such a center of attention and it flustered her.  She liked it.  She liked it a lot from him.  Even though it was a horribly bad idea, Ari was starting to fall in love with Master.  She knew that was foolish and prayed he never asked her because she’d have to tell him the truth.  It might make him let her go.

“That was very well said, Ari.” He finally spoke.  “I understand completely.  I accept you as you’ve given yourself.  Some of my…associates…might think I’m crazy but I want a slave who can still think, still converse, still be a companion when I need her to be.  I can see you will be able to do all of that.”

She again flushed at such praise.  “Thank you, my master.” Her special phrase to show she loved him, only she would know. 

“In fact, I will add something to your shopping list you have waiting on your phone, which I see you left upstairs?” He arched an eyebrow.

Oh, God.  She had and it was a rule she had to have it near her at all times.

She nodded, miserably.  “I did, Sir.”

He scooted his chair out from the table far enough.  “Come.  We’ll take care of this now.”

She knew what he meant and got up to go over his lap.  It was just as well she’d chosen bottomless.

His hand came down and gave her a very hard, very quick spanking as he scolded her.  She was crying before the first spank because she had disappointed him.  The spanking just pushed her into sobs and pleading she’d be so good now…she promised…she promised.  Oh, his palm hurt right over the welt marks. 

Abruptly, he stopped.  “Kneel.”

She slid off and knelt beside him.  He handed her a napkin so she used it to clear off the tears and so forth. 

“That was because it was a first offense.  A second one will be dealt with more harshly.” He warned her.

“Yes, Master.” Ari nodded quickly.

“As I was saying, in fact, I’m adding a stop to the Computer store.  You will find I’ve placed an order for a laptop which will be yours.  You will begin a blog to write about your experiences here.  We’ll go over the detail later.”  He eyed her.  “When you go upstairs to get your phone, you may change so you are wearing a top and bottom since you will be shopping.  No underwear so you’ll have to deal with that.”

She swallowed but nodded. 

“The keys to the BMW are on a hook by the garage door.  You will carry your ID, your phone, and I’ve already installed my Amex into your phone’s wallet.  It will be how you pay for everything.  Do I need to warn about unapproved purchases?” He asked.

She blinked.  “God, no, Master.”

“Good.  Get going…know at any time I may text you for a photo with instructions.  You will obey them take the photo and send it to me.” He grinned.  “I have a rather wicked imagination.”

She swallowed and shivered but also smiled a little.  “I want you to have one, Master. Truly.”

He looked dubious.  “We’ll see.”

Ari quickly rose and went upstairs.  Washing up more properly, she wondered if she was allowed makeup?  She found her phone.

Master?  Makeup allowed?

She looked at her clothes choices while she waited for his response.

Yes. Of course, you reflect me so go as you know I want to be represented by you, my slavegirl.

She giggled as she read it but understood.

Since she’d already spied it, she changed into the slutty schoolgirl outfit.  Working at her vanity, she quickly whipped up…she giggled…her makeup to fit with her outfit.  Turning in the full-length mirror, she looked and felt like sex-on-a-stick as an old boyfriend used to call her.  Oh, stick!

Ari almost texted Master again but remembered what he’d told her.  She’d make her own decision on what she thought he wanted.  Going to the dresser, she picked out one of the anal plugs with a red, sparkly gem to match her almost not-there skirt.  Her welts and freshly spanked bottom would also be quite visible but too bad for her.  It was her own fault. She moaned a little as she put it in place. Master had used her well yesterday. Mmm…yes, he had. She turned in the mirror once more and saw the red sparkle if she leaned over just a little.

Using a small clutch purse from her closet, she had her ID and phone in it.  She was told not to bring anything else, so she didn’t.  She picked out flats for shoe since heels would be overkill in this outfit.  There was also a lot of walking to do after she saw her list: Groceries,  Butcher shop, and Computer Store.

She thought about all this as she went downstairs.  Master was putting an awful lot of trust in her very quickly.  She was about to drive his car and use his credit cards.  It gave her a nice glow to know he trusted her.  Oh, she knew if she broke any of her rules his punishment would be swift and severe but…that’s how she wanted it. 

Ari was grinning as she grabbed the keys and went out to the garage.

…to be continued…