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Kitty's Initiation

Part 2

Chapter 2:

The Decision

Standing in my bedroom, holding a beautiful cream and lace blouse, i touch myself remembering the feel of Him. Touching, tasting, fucking me and i get wet all over again. My breathing becoming ragged and shallow, the memories of just hours ago playing havoc with my mind and my body.  I gaze around the room i have slept in for so long, the magnificent antique, 4 poster king size bed with its mahogany finish, and the furniture lovingly picked out to match but not exactly. Each piece with its own character and history. I walk along the floor in front of the dresser and watch through the mirror as i run my fingers slowly and lovingly down the top edge of it, remembering again the feeling of His hands on my body doing the same to me.

 I gaze at the small porcelain clock on my nightstand and notice that it reads 7 am and it has only been an hour since i left His home through the back door.  And again, the memories of the night spent there come to me in waves, inundating my senses, overwhelming my mind with desires and wishes. Snapping myself out of the memories i kneel down next to the bed, reaching under it i pull out my suitcases knowing that the time was now very important and i have much to do. Standing up with the cases, i lay them out on the bed and opening the largest of them i begin to pack my clothing, first from the closet and then from the armoire and  the dresser. When the largest is full, i open the next one and pack my shoes and accessories in it. Then going to my bathroom i begin to gather all of my toiletries, emptying out all of the cupboards and drawers only stopping occasionally to touch and admire the beautiful wood work in this bathroom.

      Again, I shake myself out of the memories,i know inside that i need to get away...the primitive side of me, my submissive calling out to me to let her free, is too strong of a pull to allow me to stay here.

 After completing my packing i pull out my cell phone and call my best friend, and when she answers i let her know that i am leaving for an extended stay and would she please take care of the house for me.

"You know i will!" She replies with a smile in her voice. "But, where are you going? Ididnt realize You had planned a trip."

" i didn't hun," i answer with a laugh "it was spur of the moment, i just need to get away for awhile...i need to find myself and get back a part of me that i lost during my marriage." and i smile into the phone, knowing she knew what i was talking about and she accepts it.

"I totally understand sweets!, and don't worry I will see to it that your put on a temporary leave of absence here at the shop, take all the time that you need!"

"Thank you very much Sandy, and i will get a hold of you as soon as possible and check in with you, *laughs* i know how much you will worry!"

"You better!" she replies sternly “and good luck sweets, just find yourself and be happy!"

With a promise to do that very thing,i hang up a look once more around my beautiful, serene bedroom once again. Wondering will i ever sleep in it again? Will i want too? Then picking up my cases i turn and walk out the door. 



As i drive down the road my mind goes back to the previous evening once again. And,i wonder if i am making the right decision, do i want this opportunity or not…i glance down at the clock in my car and see that the time reads 11:45 am and Sir will be waking in 15 minutes and wonder just what His reaction will be when He wakes. Will He be surprised by what He finds? Or has He already accepted in His mind the decision i have made? A feeling of trepidation comes over me, and i look into the rear view mirror at the road i have travelled and wonder if perhaps i shouldnt turn around and go back. Screwing up my determination to see this through i look forward again and make a series of turns, leading me farther away from the mainstream city and into the quiet suburban area that surrounds it. A calm peace settles over me, and i know that i have made the right decision as i pull up in front of Sirs house and place the car in park and turn the car off. After taking one last look at the house i exit the car, picking up my purse and placing the keys, my cell phone and the charger within, throwing the bag over my shoulder i press the button for the automatic trunk release then lock and shut the door. i walk around the back of the car and retrieve my bags, securing the smaller bags to the larger of them, and closing the trunk i walk around the path to the back of the house and enter the doorway i had left in the early hours of the morning.


       After walking down the stairs to the basement i stand quietly at the bottom observing Sir as He sleeps, marveling in awe at the gentle picture i am seeing yet, knowing underneath this view of Him lies a sleeping Dominant, very much in charge of the world in which He has created for Himself and sure that all under Him is very much in control! The alarm goes off,  startling me even though i had been expecting it, yet i make no move to turn it off, only stand there with my bags leaning against me. The only indication that i am aware of Him is the dropping of my head and the lowering of my eyes.  i can feel Him staring at me for a brief moment, and liquid desire and something else skitters through me dropping to the core of my being and simmering there. And i hear the bed creak as He gracefully rises to a standing position, and knowing that He is still completely nude, i begin to get flushed as the memories once again flit through my mind, causing me to feel all of the things He did to me all over again.  He does not move any closer though, and i hear the rumble of His voice.


“you will place your bags on the bed for Me, and open them. I wish to see what you have brought with you and will decide what stays and what goes”


Somewhat surprised by this request my head snaps up and i look directly at Him my mouth hanging open.


“If you are here now, with Your bags, then I accept this as a submission of yourself to My will and authority and as such any and all things that you may have or not will come to you through My decisions alone. If this was not a correct assessment of your being here then you will turn around and leave this room, am I clear?”


i drop my head again at the first sound of His voice, the tone not inviting and argument or even plea, and knowing that to continue to question Him non-verbally will only earn me a punishment.


“yes Sir,” I reply “I was only shocked for a moment as I assumed that I would be allowed to bring my belongings with  me.”


i now hear his footsteps as He walks towards me and then stops directly in front of me. i can see His beautifully sculpted feet and legs with a light scattering of hair on them. He is not massively or heavily muscled but, He is proportionate and the muscles very well defined. He raises His hand to my face and grips my chin lightly, raising my head so that I am looking at Him again.


“I will only ask this once more, and from the decision you make right now I will never ask again. Do you accept of your own free will, My Domination over you and all that you are. Will you accept Me as your Master, and place into My care the welfare and decisions concerning your life into My hands.”


His eyes are piercing, as if He is looking into my soul and heart, searching out the hidden desire within me to submit to His will. I feel myself giving way to Him, wanting and needing to give Him my everything, a desire to serve only Him and please Him overwhelms me and brings tears to my eyes. He smiles a gentle smile at the sight of them.


“you need to say the words out loud, little one. Only you can offer this gift, I cannot take it from you as it is not mine to take.”


As i stand looking at Him i know without a doubt that giving up my whole life to Him is what i want in the whole world and i open my mouth to offer that which He seeks.


“Sir, i offer myself to You. All that i am is Yours, i ask that You allow me to serve You in whatever ways You require. my heart, body and soul i place into Your hands for safe keeping and i relinquish to You all decisions concerning my life and my person” .







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