The meeting that He had planned for them next was one of rather extraordinary circumstances. The meeting was to be more of an evening, and it was to be at His home. There were no strict time restraints, and it was the eve of His birthday. She felt honored to be His entertainment on such an occasion. She knew that she must dance for Him tonight, and she was able to deal with that. She dressed up again, all in black and borrowed her sisters black fur coat. Her sister, Jane, would be watching her children for the evening. She had confided in her sister as to her activities. As always, she was intrigued and excited for Lucy. She was the only person in the world who knew of Lucy’s deviant longings Lucy and Jane had always been close and shared a rich history of adventures. Lucy had held back at first with the details, but in time, as always, she was compelled to tell her sister her secrets. Lucy truly believed that most anyone would consider her somewhat crazy for choosing to be a slave and serve a Master. She could not think of one other person that would understand. Most people were narrow minded and judgmental about such things. Lucy knew that her sister understood her nature, and on some level, shared some of the same desires. Jane gave her complete approval of Lucy’s appearance and was amused when Lucy proudly showed off her collar. She told everyone goodnight and drove away, feeling a profound sense of power and freedom.

 Lucy spoke to her Master as she drove and He efficiently directed her to His home. He instructed her to enter on her own and meet Him in the living room. He was waiting for her. Lucy’s feeling as she entered His lovely home could not be described as nervous or anxious, as before when they met. She was much calmer and she was wet with anticipation. She had only a moment to absorb her surroundings before she knelt down and lowered her head at His feet. He showed His affection by stroking her hair and neck. He then ordered her to stand so that He could observe her. He told her to remove her coat and He gave His approval of her appearance. She wondered if He knew the power of His approval. She inadvertently tugged at her skirt, which was an act that did not go unnoticed. In an instant, He had her on her knees and then her back. There always seemed to be that moment when he took her breath completely away with His swift force. He checked her to see if she was sufficiently wet. Lucy was certain that He was pleased. He then put her over His lap where He spanked her and pulled her ass apart, inspecting and probing her. He asked her about her music and she told Him it was in her bag in the kitchen. He ordered her to retrieve it, and she knew that He meant for her to crawl. She completed this task and He set the music to play and sat back for His entertainment. Lucy had practiced her dance, but not always in the shoes, so she struggled at times to keep her balance. She was not, in her estimation, skilled at this art, but she did her best to be seductive and tempting to Him. When He had had enough, He pulled her over close to Him and He put some of the toys in His collection to use. Lucy had learned to relax and enjoy this. Each device felt different inside of her. She was often unsure of which one He was using. She always knew, however, when He entered her. The warmth of His cock was unmistakable. He had her on the floor fucking her ass relentlessly. She cried out and clawed at the carpet. It was a frenzied fuck that left them both breathless afterward. Lucy enjoyed these moments when they were both spent. There was an honesty of emotion…the aftermath of a powerful climax. For that few moments, all pretenses were gone and they seemed to share their satisfaction. His demeanor relaxed and they talked for a time. It was pleasant to speak with Him on that level. He then attached His leash to her collar and told her to stand. He led her into the kitchen where He had various foods laid out and He told her how He wanted them prepared and served. He left her to her task and Lucy fumbled around a bit with the preparation. She had never tried oysters before and was only somewhat familiar with the cheeses. She found His selections to be elegant and intriguing. She enjoyed her task of standing naked in the kitchen with His leash hanging down from her neck, preparing to serve food. She came into the living room and sat the tray on the table. She sat on the floor at His feet and He gave her a glass of wine. She was surprised to discover how well she like it. She should have known He would serve her the best wine she had ever enjoyed. They talked some more and Lucy was fascinated with His stories. She found Him to be warm and charming and she appreciated His intelligence and wisdom. They eventually got around to eating something after He fucked her again. They talked and ate, laughed and drank. Lucy was very content sitting at His feet, enjoying His company.

When the notion struck Him, He seized His leash and told His slave that it was time to go upstairs. Lucy knew what this meant. He had told her of the four poster bed and His intentions to tie her there. He led her up the stairs and into the room. Lucy saw the bed and imagined many different possible ways that He might tie her. She did not know exactly how He would do it. She soon found out however, when He positioned her standing at the foot of the bed, and grabbed her wrists. She felt like she was floating as she felt Him tie her. It was a profound feeling of surrender. She loved how methodically He went about His task . When He finished, she was standing, legs spread wide, and her arms spread equally as wide, each wrist bound and tied to a bedpost. Lucy thought that it had to be the sexiest thing she had ever experienced. She waited for what was coming. He grabbed her hair violently, pulling her head back, reducing her to an even more attentive state before He began to whip her. She cried out and writhed around, enjoying how it felt to struggle against the restraints and the whip. She felt conflicting feelings of fear and trust, and pain and pleasure. She knew that she had no control, but she still felt very alive and powerful. She wondered if it was the whip that had this effect….or her Master wielding it. She could feel His power and position even though she could not see Him. She felt it deeply when He took hold of her and once again, thrust His hardness into her ass. He did not hold back this time. He fucked her hard, having the knowledge that she could take it. Lucy fucked Him back, hungry for more. The Master gave His slave a powerful orgasm and fucked her deep and severely until He was spent inside of her.

He untied her and told her to meet Him back downstairs. Lucy freshened and collected herself before coming down. He opened a new bottle of wine and put on some of His favorite music. Perhaps their activities combined with the music made the wine flow freely. They drank and laughed some more, slipping into informality comfortably. Lucy was feeling silly and her intoxication was apparent, but He did not seem to mind. He entertained her with stories from His life and showed her pictures from His younger days. Lucy thought it probable that moments like these would be a rare treat, so she savored everything. He amazed her when He fucked her again on the living room floor. She was drunk and lost in deep state of satisfaction, and yet still enough lust to fuck Him back. Lucy had never been with a man who displayed endurance like her Master, even when she and her partners were very young. He had used every inch of her body in one way or another. She knew that she would feel the sweet soreness in the morning. At the moment, however, she was feeling no pain at all, and wished that the end was not near. She called her sister to check in with her and she knew that Lucy was drunk. Jane laughed at her ramblings and teased her and her Master spoke to Jane as well.. Lucy was amused at His suggestive comments to her.

He put a towel around her and led her outside in the cold to a Jacuzzi that felt like heaven when she sank into it. The hot water heightened her intoxication and further lowered her inhibitions. She was very giddy and does not remember what she may have said. She does remember an intimate feeling between them. She remembers more laughter and enticing conversation. She remembers getting out and getting somewhat dressed, and she remembers Him kissing her goodnight.

He called her on her way home to see that she was safe. Lucy did indeed make it home safely, having her guardian angel on her shoulder, as always.