The New Master

The New Master
By AbbieNormal

If you’d have told me 5 years ago that I would be a submissive in a D/s relationship, I’d have laughed. Now, two years into such a relationship, the thought of how much I’d learned…about the lifestyle and myself, and how far I’d come in finding happiness, caused a giddy-sounding giggle! I glanced around the office, hoping no one had noticed my silliness; I didn’t need my staff catching my holiday mood, we’d too much work to accomplish today. Still caught up in my reflection, I made my way to my office sanctuary, leaving my staff to the preparation for tomorrow’s important meeting with our newest clients. The bulk of the work was done, all that was required now was the assembling of the visual presentation package and that responsibility was in well-chosen hands.

I closed my office door and leaned my head upon it…. my mind some 10 miles away in the beautifully appointed home of the man that I’d called Master for these past two years. My preoccupation was a delicious anticipation, for he’d promised me a surprise, one that I’d earned somehow, though I was unsure of exactly HOW I’d done that. These last two years had been an amazing landscape of discovery. I was so grateful that I’d been in the right place, at the right time…. and had been chosen by my wonderful Master. I’d been at that restaurant that night for information only, certainly not expecting to meet someone who would have such an affect on me and on my life.

I was nervous when I walked into the restaurant where the e-mail bulletin had said the munch was to be held, not entirely sure that I SHOULD be there, just knowing that there was some draw for me to the lifestyle of D/s. I’d been dabbling in the D/s chat channels online for a few months and the feeling was growing in me that I wanted to BE a submissive for a good Master. Out of the crowd of about 100 that night, Edward saw me…and He saw my potential. He arranged to sit across and down from me, where He could watch my actions and reactions. He saw my nervousness and guessed how new I was to this world. He was, of course, calm and assured, so MUCH so that when my eyes happened upon His, I instantly felt myself settle and center, and taking a deep breath, I found that I was no longer shaking inside like some startled wild animal. I opened my ears and senses to what was going on around me and began to take in what I’d come to learn.

During the intermission, He’d made His way to me and I instantly sensed some inevitability to our meeting. His voice, as He introduced Himself to me, connected on a level much deeper than audio alone. When we parted to resume our seats after intermission, His brief touch, no more than a pat to my shoulder like one pats a well-behaved pup, resonated deep within. I had no inkling at the time that I’d been so totally captivated in that brief meeting.

When the dinner meeting was over, I left to find a hotel room. I’d driven three hours to attend this event…there being nothing of it’s kind where I was from, a conservative bastion of over-righteous Christianity. My mind was occupied with all I’d heard, my senses still trying to catch up from the potent meeting with Edward and my body tired from my day of work followed by the long drive. I didn’t notice Him observing my leaving. Later, as I was settling into my hotel room, the sudden and unexpected ringing of the phone startled me. My “hello” sounded like that of a small scared child when I answered and I heard a soft chuckle in response. I knew instantly that it was Edward and that was followed by a secondary wave of apprehension …… how / why did He know where I was? Edward calmly told me that he was downstairs, in the hotel bar. He invited me to join Him, without any hint of coercion or pressure in His invitation. Such was it’s nature that it seemed natural to me that He knew where I was and I found myself agreeing to meet Him in 15 minutes time. A hasty freshening and I was out the door on my way downstairs within 5 minutes. My heart was joyful and hopeful as I walked across the carpet towards the bar.

That first date had a sweetness that I’d never forget. We talked of diverse topics, his passionate interests in music that I also shared, our families and pets. When the bar closed, we exchanged phone numbers and He walked me to my floor…leaving me with a sultry kiss that dominated my dreams for many nights to come.

In the weeks and months to follow we’d met many more times, going out to elegant places to dine or to catch some musical event. My admiration of Him and my respect for Him increased with each meeting and I knew that he could tell that I also desired him greatly (never having been one given to subtlety). It was hard to disguise how my breath quickened when I saw Him…how my body inclined towards His when I sat beside Him…but though I could read his knowledge of these things in his eyes, he was non-responsive to all my signals…as if very patiently waiting for something to happen. Being inexperienced as I was, I just became more and more frustrated…waiting for him to make the move that I needed HIM to make. I’d never dated a man before that DIDN’T make a move on me or try to bed me fairly soon after we’d stated dating. I didn’t know what to make of this!! Finally, I told Him…told Him how much I wanted Him, how much I craved His touch, His words of approval, His appreciation of me, how my heart thrilled when He was pleased with some little thing I’d said or done for Him. I told Him that I was His, heart, mind and body. THIS was what He was waiting for! Within a dizzyingly short period of time we’d discussed and I’d agreed to His conditions as He’d agreed to my limitations. I was HIS!

Sex with Him was like an always changing menu of delicacies…I never tired of His touch or serving Him in ANY way He required of me. He often invited others to join us and I initially was surprised with how far I was willing to go to please Him. While He never violated my limits, He saw to it that we often pushed these limits…. and in fact we revised our contract several times to encompass things that He and I wanted to experience.

My day passed in a whirl of business and anticipation of what awaited me tonight. I couldn’t believe how quickly I found myself leaving the parking lot and heading home. My mind was preoccupied again, this time with wondering what it was that was in store for me tonight. Master had often spoken of bringing another into our relationship, another that would be subservient to Edward, but that I would be required to serve in all ways, at Master’s behest. While this was intriguing to think about, I wondered about how that would work…. on a 24/7 basis. How would I be able to serve BOTH Masters…. and do BOTH of them justice? I wondered if tonight’s surprise had anything to do with this idea, but I doubted that could be so. Though we’d met and played with many Doms and subs over the past few years, we’d neither of us met any one of them we’d have wanted to share our lives with. All the Doms we knew were well established in their own households anyway, I couldn’t imagine any of them giving up their situations to join us, much less to take a subservient position to Edward.

When I arrived, I saw that Edward had arrived ahead of me, unusual for a weekday. I was all but shivering with anticipation as I parked my car and made my way into the house through the kitchen. I could hear Edward’s voice in the back yard as I made my way through the kitchen. He sounded relaxed and well pleased with Himself. I hurried to the bedroom to shed my office attire and frame of mind, and now dressed in a light sundress, I stepped out into the backyard. Edward’s back was to me and I watched as He threw a Frisbee for a beautifully marked male Australian shepherd who bounded after it with enthusiasm, catching it midair. As I applauded the catch, Edward turned with a pleased look, and crossing the space between us in a few long steps, took my hand and looking into my eyes, pulled me out into the yard. He placed my hand on the big dog’s head and formally introduced me to my new Master.