Her Master opened the door for Lucy and she entered the room She immediately kneeled before Him. She knew that He was pleased. He told her that she was learning well. Then, He grabbed her hair and forced her head down to the ground She was now completely attentive. After a moment, He told her to remove her jacket and hang it. She stood up and did as she was told but foolishly failed to promptly drop back to her knees. He saw to it that she complied by forcing her back down to the floor. Her left knee hit the ground with great force and on an isolated spot. Pain shot through it, but she remained as stoical as she could. She begged His forgiveness. He told her to stand. Then He told her He was going to see how wet she was. As per His instruction, Lucy wore a skirt and no panties which allowed Him to do this with one simple movement of His hand. She already knew that she was very wet. She moaned with pleasure and need when He rubbed her sex with His fingers, and again when He put them in her mouth for her to taste. He asked her if she had brought the music like He had requested. She had brought it even though she had asked Him for a reprieve until Monday.. He allowed it but expressed His disappointment in Her. He explained that her purpose was to entertain Him. He then told her to strip off her clothes.

Next, her Master presented her with a gift…a beautiful collar that He chose for her. He placed it around her neck, and Lucy was delighted with how it felt. He then attached a thin chain leash to it and used it to lead her across the room on her hands and knees. Once again, she was commanded to lick His boots. Once again, she derived great pleasure from this act. She truly felt like His slave. She followed His instruction and removed His boots and His socks. He made Her crawl across the room to put His boots where He wanted them. She loved this feeling of subjugation. She felt the weight of his stare as she crawled away from Him, dragging her leash between her legs. When she returned to Him, He pulled up on the leash, prompting her to stand. He led her across the room. Never letting go of the leash, He put her in front of the mirror. He saw that she tried to look away, and He made her look. As much as Lucy loved the way she felt. in the collar and leash, it was difficult for her to look into the mirror. To face herself in her state of servitude.

There was an intensity between them that was stronger than before. Lucy had felt it from the moment she entered the room. His grip was tighter. His voice even more commanding. She sensed His strong desire for her. She felt the power of His will to control her. The intensity grew even stronger as He pushed her head down on the bed and grabbed the collar. He spoke to her in her ear. He asked her if she knew what the collar meant. He fervently explained to her what He expected. Lucy was becoming more intoxicated with every word He spoke.

He explained how He would do whatever He desired to her. He made her understand that the collar was a physical gift but also a symbolic one. Then, He did what Lucy had wondered if He would do…hoped that He would do…He kissed her. Lucy had always been powerless to a passionate kiss. His kiss transcended that. It was so deep and severe that she could not breathe. He was demonstrating to her His control over her through an act that is, by nature, a loving act. Lucy was struck by this but she did not see it as a paradox. She felt a deep connection to Him and she knew that He was a strong and fierce but loving Master.

She was on her knees on the floor again. The next moment, however, He swept her up so abruptly, she was disoriented for a moment, for He was holding her upside down and He ate her sex with such passion and fury that she was out of her mind with pleasure. She clung to His legs and hands, gripping Him tight, hoping that this was okay. She could not help herself. She loved how violently He tossed her around. She never knew what to expect. She thought about how strange that felt. She didn’t realize how one usually always has an idea how they are going to move next or what they are about to feel. When that is taken out of ones control, it is a complete surrender. There were a few times when Lucy struggled a bit, fighting her own will to move a certain way. She didn’t count on how deeply rooted her independent thinking was. She was sure that her Master would break her of that kind of thinking.

With the intensity still mounting, He grabbed her by the hair and forced her down onto the bed. She was still standing but He held her head down and He grabbed her wrists, pulling them tightly behind her back. He wrapped the rope around and around her wrists and He pulled them very tight. She was then accused of fucking His leg like a dog. It was an involuntary action manifested due to her longing to fuck Him. To have Him inside of her. He yanked on the leash and brought her to her knees on the floor and told her to bark. She cried out in protest, unable to make anything resembling a bark come from her mouth. She resisted this humiliation despite herself. He shoved a type of dog bit into her mouth….something else He bought just for her. She found herself on her back on the bed with her legs spread wide for Him. He asked her if she had brought her dildo with her….which she had, of course, because she had been told to do so. He thought it was not big enough but He fucked her deep with it and she cried out. Lucy had taken it all before but never with such force. It took her breath away. He brought her to the edge and thin allowed her an orgasm by speaking the work that He had chosen to trigger this. Toy. His command, through the use of that word did indeed bring Lucy to climax many times. He produced the clamping devices for her nipples again. Lucy felt the same rush that she experienced before when He clamped them on. He proceeded to penetrate both of her openings with various devices. When He inserted anal beads all the way in her ass, she had to stifle a scream. But as He knew she could, she took them in. The severity of having them inserted was rivaled only by the sensation of having them forcefully pulled out. Before she could recover from that shock, He flipped her over ….standing, with her body and head face down on the bed. He whipped her with a something that had several strips of leather hanging from its handle. Lucy only got a glimpse of it. She cried out when the whip made contact with her ass and legs, but she knew that He was merely teasing her. She suspected that this may evolve over time. She felt a burning in her thigh muscles for it strained them not having her hands for support. That feeling was quickly forgotten when He thrust Himself into her. She finally got to feel him there. She cried out from the force of His penetration and continued to moan with pleasure as He fucked her. She fucked Him back, greedily taking Him inside her body. She braced herself as much as she could for His climax. He collapsed on top of her for a moment, giving Lucy that warm, satisfied feeling that she got when He allowed that kind of intimate contact. She was grateful for it.

He left her standing as He stretched out on the bed. Lucy was contemplating asking Him to remove the clamps on her nipples. She did not remember them being so achingly tight before. Her nipples were starting to throb and it was becoming unbearable. He told her to climb on the bed between His legs and arouse Him again. She must have been delirious from the pain in her nipples, for she once again committed an act of independence by getting herself a drink before she proceeded. She realized afterward her error and thought perhaps He was going to let it go, but she was mistaken. He was simply saving the reprimand for a while. Lucy loved the way He spread her hair out over Him as she lowered her head to take Him in her mouth. She knew that she had pleased Him for He told her she was a good cocksucker. This made Lucy feel proud, for her reward was His pleasure. She took the opportunity to plead with Him to remove the clamps. He told her that He knew that she could take them longer, and she reluctantly conceded yes. He must have been testing her for He did remove them, one at a time. The pain that flowed though her nipples upon release of the clamps was harsh and unexpected. She allowed the pain to deepen her ecstasy. He also untied her, giving her back her hands which she used for support to relieve her thighs. It was much easier to kneel and suck Him. Then, He put her over His lap and He fondled her tenderly. This was very soothing to Lucy. She enjoyed lying there on Him, feeling the power of Him, and being touched by Him. Moments later, she was again being fucked by Him. It was so good to have her hands free. They fucked the way lovers fuck….passionately, with limbs intertwined, gripping and holding each other. Lucy wrapped her legs around Him. She gripped His strong arms and enjoyed the force of His body and His will until He was spent.

He allowed her to lie on the bed in front of Him for a time. There was a very comfortable silence between them. She could feel His body against her back, and He placed His hand on her head. She again remained perfectly still in hopes that He would understand this as her gratitude. She hoped that He knew how fulfilled she felt.

He told her to keep the collar and Lucy left it on as she dressed to leave. She felt compelled to do this, even without instruction from Him only because she knew that He would be pleased. She put her coat on and He stepped in front of her with a look that bid her to come close to Him. He leaned down and kissed her on her forehead and told her goodbye.