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Jon smiled as he watched his girl doing her chores.

Rei was hustling about wearing only the lacy red apron as she did the dishes and mopped his floors.  Jon lived alone and Rei had made sure Master knew it was her place to do these things.

“I live to serve.” She would quietly tell him in her soft, submissive tone.

This was not the tone most of the world got to hear from her.  Jon smiled wider as she sauntered by.  He enjoyed seeing the very red areas of her bottom where he’d spanked her for a leisurely six minutes before chores.  It would never be boring or tiring to spank her ass.  

The soft coos of pleasure and how her voice deepened a little as she became aroused from his handstrikes on her bare behind.  Jon no longer settled for a light pink.  He went until each cheek was an angry red and she winced with a little squeak any time he pinched the skin.  

“Thank you for my spanking, Master.” She sweetly told him at the end of it.  “May I, please, do the chores now?” She begged.

“You may.”  He allowed her.

They’d been together long enough he knew she really did derive joy from obeying, pleasing, and serving him.  Rei often told him he was too good to her but she was pretty damned good to him, too.  He could stare at her eyes or her ass for hours.  He had.

The wind blew angrily outside as the clouds lowered about in the sky.  It was comfortably warm and cozy in his apartment.  It grew even warmer as she came to kneel before him.

“All done, Master.” She bowed her head low once then grinned up at him.

“Good girl.” He winked.

Rei gave her happy wiggle which was always fun to watch.  

“Ready to play with some more toys?” Jon asked.

Her eyes lit up.  “Yes, please, Master.”

She knew her jobs as she prepared her spot.  Rei even got out five or six toys she knew he’d enjoy using as well as she’d enjoy feeling them.  Even the wooden paddles were something she’d begrudgingly admit she enjoyed.  Jon loved using them because she squirmed more than ever for them and screamed into the pillow!  Rei was a strong masochist but the wood got to her deeply and firmly.  

However, Jon started with the cane which caused another happy wiggle from his girl.  Rei loved the cane.  He’d come to it later in their dynamic but the way her body melted?  Her cooing became moans?  She begged for the next stroke perfectly.  A hint of hesitation but full of submissive need and masochistic desire.  

They started with a heavy one that had been gifted by a friend.  The Dom had played with Rei before and Jon could easily understand how this Dom enjoyed giving Jon something to beat Rei.  They both knew her high tolerance.  

Jon had already done a nice video of using it with Rei calling out to the friend and thanking him.  It was what Jon would have enjoyed if the roles were reversed.  He knew his girl had been and still was popular with local sadists.  It didn’t bother Jon because he knew Rei was always his girl.  She wore his collar 24/7.  They were poly and wanted each other to have different avenues or ways of getting the enjoyment they wanted.  

He moved onto the smaller leather cane and gave her upper thighs a “proper thrashing.”  It had come close to her breaking into tears but he’d stopped to see if this was something she truly wanted.  To tears was something they negotiated ahead of time since it made for a deeper subspace and mindspace.  It took a moment or two but Rei shook her head finally to signal she didn’t want to be brought to tears this time.  Jon knew that five more strikes would have done it if he hadn’t stopped.  

It was time for her paddling.  Jon had a new one with holes in it which turned out to be very, very stingy but not as thuddy as the one Rei had been blistered with once before.  In the name of science, he added the two together and found out it was twice as deadly when he did so.  Her screams and squirms were delicious.

As usual, Rei even gave him a soft, sly smile when he picked it up, he finished with the tawse.  Rei liked counting and thanking him at the end of this part.  He made her do so again and it was good enough she cussed him out twice as he strapped her.  Jon was fairly sure it was because on of the tongues of the tawse kept strapping her cunt.  He did try not to let it do that but…oops.  Strapping or spanking her anywhere was allowed if it was what he desired.  She’d just ask sometimes if he’d meant to do it there.

Rei was panting, sweating, and her skin was flushed a dark color all over.  It wasn’t just where she’d been beaten.  It was time for Home.  

“Home.” Jon called out softly.

Rei slipped off the chair she’d been bent over to kneel at his feet, her head resting against his knee, her left arm reaching up to caress and hug his left leg.  He let her pant a moment while he pet her hair, her neck, her shoulders, and caressed her ears.

Jon felt her melt against him as she slowly calmed and he knew she was closing out all the world except this moment, this spot, and this position.  It was her Home. Once, she’s told him how she’d missed home and he’d misunderstood until she explained it.  It was her apartment or family or friends she missed, but it was the blessed quiet, the peace, and love she felt when at Home with him.

His finger rubbed under her eternity collar to tug it a little.  Rei always stopped everything, even almost breathing when he did that.  It put her in her place, pulled her into his claim upon her, and quieted the world.  She loved it when he did it.  Jon tried not to overdo it.

Rei’s eyes came up to his.  She was allowed.  Jon was Master but he craved a slave who had a brain, a personality, and initiative.  Part of the reason he didn’t make her speak only when spoken to or look up only with permission was because he knew she’d obey it if that was his mood.  She’d obey it without any resentment or ire.  Rei was his property but he gave her room to be Rei, too.  It made for a much happier, sexier, and healthier slave for him.

They shared eye contact for a while and he mouthed the words to her which she mouthed back.  Jon knew those words were true, too.  He felt it in his bones as well as his heart.  He was so very lucky to have found her so quickly as he’d entered the community.  Rei sweetly assured him it was his skill and not luck.  Being a wise man, Jon did not dispute her.

In barely a whisper, Rei begged, “May I worship, Master?” 

He just nodded.

Rei rose and got it all ready then returned to suck his soul from his body while he rained leather blows down upon her shoulders, back, and ass.  Her squeals and enthusiasm drove him over the edge as she also reached a permitted orgasm or two.  Closing his eyes as he felt her working so well on his cock, Jon felt grateful and blessed.  

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