Chapter 18

I was hoping all this suffering would be worth it in the end.

I had a great night's sleep, went for an early run. Had breakfast and went to the office.

By eleven I got an e-mail from Jerry with the profitability analysis for each product line. I guess he had the easiest job. It all was there in the computer, he just had to ask it the right questions. He had done a great job. I'll have to ask him who set up the cost accounting system because I was truly impressed with it.

I passed the info on to Karl as I thought it might help him when he was looking at our manufacturing process.

Later that afternoon I got a phone call from Red's office, one I had been waiting for a long time.

"Peter, gratulation, your are now a single man. There are some papers you still need to sign. Red asks that come to her apartment at eight tonight since she's busy and also has an early dinner date."

"Thanks for calling, I've been waiting for this. Please tell Red that I'll be there. Have a great weekend."

That was great news, so the next question was would I have a great weekend or would I suffer? Well no use worrying about it. Nothing I could do but wait and see. I decided the share the great new with Greg but got his voice mail. By the time I was going home he had not returned my call.

I was almost giddy as I drove home but then some dark thoughts entered my mind. What if is this is the night Red decides to try her therapy? Was I really ready for that? My ass hurt from having to sit on that large butt plug. How much more will I hurt after she's done with me?

So by the time I got home I was not quite an emotional wreck but close with all the conflicting emotions running through my head.

Here I was finally free from M but what was I trading that freedom in for? I knew that if Red continued the way she had been acting this week, I would be gone. I was just not built for continued abuse and humiliation. I was committed to suffer through the therapy session and hoped that it would have the desired effect of releasing all that pent up anger and hate in Red's mind so that she could have a life full of sexual pleasures no matter which kind.

While I was a submissive and a bit of masochist, I was not looking for 24/7 domination. I needed love and vanilla time. Time to do what couples do when they are in love, not grovel at some bitches feet hoping that she was satisfied and would not beat me that day.

No, I wanted to be seduced into submitting. A promise of pleasures to come if I was a good subbie and made My Goddess happy. I needed conversation free of fear that any thought expressed might lead to punishment. That was my hope. I life with the love of my life well balanced between a normal F/M relationship with the added spice of a Domme/subbie relationship.

I guess time will tell. I decided to have just a light dinner so that I did not have to deal with a stomach full of rich food when whatever was going happen would.

I took a shower and shaved very carefully my balls and ass before putting the butt plug back in. I felt weird not having it inside me. My ass felt almost "drafty" and certainly empty. I also cleaned my dick as good as I could with the CB on it. I was glad the this place had an adjustable hand held shower head.

Promptly at eight, I rang the bell at Red's place.

Opening the door "come on in Peter (well that sounded business like) you have to sign some final papers but for all practical purposes you are a single man now and a target for many ladies that would love to get their hands on your butt."

There was wicket gleam in Red's eye as she said that. Red looked hot. A tight green top that seemed to match those emerald green eyes that left nothing to the imagination. There was no cleavage but also no bra and her nipples were at full attention as the fabric caressed them. In no time at all my dick was hitting the "wall" of my CB.

I started to say something but Red put her finger to her mouth indicating that I should be quiet.

"Here have a seat at the desk, scotch OK? We need to have celebratory drink don't we?" pouring a glass of eighteen year old single malt scotch – no ice for me.

Red handed me the class "to freedom" and clinked her wine glass against my glass.

I took a sip "hmm this is good".

"Drink up dear, sign the stuff and you can have another."

So I finished my drink and started looking at the documents in front of me. There were three different sets with "sign here" tabs. I looked the first one over and signed the first page. I had suddenly trouble turning the next page and the pen fell out of my hand. I lost control over some or all of my muscles.

Suddenly it got dark as someone pulled a bag or pillow case over my head. I had absolutely no strength to fight them. Whoever was doing this pulled some draw string to prevent the bag to come off. I tried to yell but not much came out. I knew what was happening. It had begun but instincts kicked in and I tried to fight but to no avail.

There had to be at least three of them, two on my arms and one lifting my legs. They were dragging me up the stairs making my ass painfully aware of every step. I just had no power to fight them. Not sure what was in that drink but since I was conscious and knew what is going on, all could think of was some kind of muscle relaxant.

In no time flat they had me stripped and tied to that spanking bench. It was dark and I could not see a thing when they took off the bag over my head and replaced it with a blindfold of some kind.

Someone ripped the butt plug out of my ass and I had same silly feeling as earlier in the evening when I took a shower. Of course that did not take long and I felt a plastic cock pressing against my anus. It had to be larger than the plug. There was some lube but it still hurt and then the ass fucking began in earnest.

Meanwhile one of them was slapping my face with a strap-on cock taunting me.

"Come on slut, I know you want this. Come on, catch my cock. I know you want to suck it. Deep throat it bitch."

Now the tip was pressing against my lips. "Open up bitch, suck My cock."

I tried to resist but a couple of fingers closed my nose and eventually I had to give in and open to catch a breath. Wham, the cock was deep inside. I tried to bite down in it, to stop it from going deeper.

"Hey the bitch is biting my cock."

A hand grabbed my balls and squeezed. I screamed and the cock went further down my throat. As I was gagging the "piston" in my ass was going in and out, in and out.

I have no idea of how long this went on but somehow I was aware of different size cocks getting shoved up my ass and mouth. I really was close to using my safe word when something hot and gooey went down my throat. I was sure it tasted like cum but this was a plastic cock tormenting my mouth and throat. How could that be?

Then I also felt it in my ass – something squirting in there. I tried to shake my head, trying to clear it. To try to focus and make some sense out of all of this when it hit me in the face over and over my head. Quarts, well maybe not quarts but lots and lots of cum. It was the real thing. It tasted real and smelled real. But I was positive all the cocks were fake. I was too dazed and could not figure it out.

I don't know if I passed out but I found myself on a pile of blankets in a dark room. My hands and feet were free. There was no blindfold over my eyes but it was pitch black. I slowly moved my legs and I touched something cool and solid. A light went in my head. I was in the bathroom. I had just touched the toilet with my foot.

That's when it hit me. I had to throw up. I just barely managed to pull myself up and put my head over the hopper. I was retching and retching. My throat was burning and so was my ass.

Suddenly, the light went on. It was too bright for me to see anything at first. Some soft hands touched me and I tried to fight them off.

"Easy Peter, relax. It's all over. It's Cindy. I'm here to help you. Here drink something. It will soothe your throat."

A straw touched my lips and I grabbed with my lips and sucked really hard on it. Whatever it was, it was cool and felt good as it crossed my throat but sure did not taste very good. I made again for the hopper and wretched some more.

"Cindy try some plain water first." A new voice, I never heard it before so I looked around and saw Cindy in a very sexy bikini bathing suit and another girl dressed the same way. It finally dawned on me, she was the same one who had saved me from tripping Sunday night in the bar.

"Hi Peter, I'm Dr. Roslyn Weinstein but my friends call me Roz and since Cindy and Red are very good friends of yours and are also mine, you can also call my Roz."

"Come Cindy let's help Peter into the shower and clean him up."

Now I understood the purpose of the bathing suits. There was no way I would have been able to get into the shower or stand up by myself but managed with their help.

I tried to speak but could only croak.

"Peter please be quiet. Your throat needs to rest. I'll give you something in a little while that will make it feel better and you should be OK in the morning. Same thing with your ass. I'll put some cream in there that will make it feel better very soon. However, I suggest that you use a stool softener for the next couple of days. I'll give you some to use."

You have no idea how good that warm shower felt and by the time Cindy and Roz had me clean, my hair washed and dried, I was able to stand by myself even though my legs still felt a bit shaky.

They led me over to the bed in the dungeon and covered me with a blanket. I drank some more of the crappy tasting stuff but it did take the soreness of my throat away. Same with the cream Roz had smeared into my anus. It felt cool and soothing.

Cindy gave me a quick kiss.

"Thank you Peter, rest now. You will be OK in the morning. I'm staying here with you and Roz will be downstairs with Red."

I must have fallen asleep almost immediately but I woke up screaming, sitting up in the bed trying to fight off Cindy who was just trying to help me.

I had this terrible nightmare.

"Shush Peter, it's OK you had a bad dream. It's Cindy, come let's hug. You are safe."

I settled down and got real close to Cindy. I was still shaking but my dick seemed to be OK with the situation because of the efforts of busting out of the plastic cage.

"Peter, do you remember the dream?"

I shuddered "yes unfortunately I do. I don't know where I was but I was naked in some place and these two huge she males, they had to be at least seven or eight foot tall with I don't know 50 plus HHH tits and cocks better than a foot long and as thick as my wrist coming after me. I tried to run but as soon as got going there was a wall and I had to change direction 'stop running you fool, you can't escape, you are out bitch. We'll "spit roast you till you die... '. They kept repeating this over and over in like a tone that zombies in a third rate horror movie would use. I tried to climb one of the walls and was almost on top when I feel back down again. They just laughed and that's when I woke up."

"It was horrible. I'm not going to go to sleep again ever."

Cindy hugged me and stroked my head, putting feather light kisses on my face and soothing me like a little baby. I must have fallen asleep again.

The next thing I knew was something wet dripping on my face and kisses.

Peter, baby, I'm soo, so sorry to have hurt you like this. Please forgive me. I love you, please tell me you're OK."

It was Red who now was on the bed with me, crying and hugging me. I put my arms around here and just pulled here close to me and cried right there with her. While Red was crying because she hurt me, I was crying because I was happy. It looked like I had my loving caring Red back.

My throat was still sore and I had a hard time speaking.

I croaked "Red, it's OK. I'm fine. We survived. It's you and me against the world. We can do anything as long as we do it together. I love you."

I had to stop, it still hurt too much.

I must have been really deeply asleep because suddenly I noticed that I was getting hard and there was no resistance. Somehow Red must have taking my CB off.

Red noticed it too.

"Someone is getting frisky. No damage there. Better let me check it and make sure."

There she was manipulating my balls and dick and before I knew it Red was sucking on it most enthusiastically.

I tried to stop her. "I'm going to cum".

Briefly taking it out "so go ahead and cum already" and the vacuum suction was back. I blew my load into her mouth and when I was done Red released my dick and smiled at me.

"You know what's coming" as she scooted up to kiss me and share the load.

I realized that I was thirsty and hungry but not sure how it would feel when I tried to drink or eat. Also I had to go to the bathroom.

"Gotta go pee"

I my surprise I was still a bit unsteady but then again maybe part of the blame for that fell on the fantastic orgasm that I just had from Red's blow job.

I did my thing and had a couple gulps of water and that seem to feel OK.

When I came back out of the bathroom, Red was wearing a robe that left little to the imagination as the smooth silky fabric caressed her body.

Handing me a terry cloth robe "come let's see what Cindy and Roz are up to and find out what Doc will let you eat. I bet you're starving. I know I am and I had a snack before I crawled into bed with you to relieve Cindy. It's almost noon."

As we came to the stairs I saw Cindy and Roz sitting at the breakfast counter with coffee in front of them.

"Hello you two love birds. Everything OK?"

Red answered, "yes it is. Say Roz, what do think our toy can eat and drink considering the condition of this throat?"

"Come down and let me have a look. We did abuse the poor guy pretty good last night."

"Say Ahh" and as I did, Roz shone a flashlight into my mouth.

"A little bit of bruising. Something soft like scrambled eggs, no toast and coffee should be OK as long as neither is not too hot."

Cindy handed me a coffee with an ice cube floating in it and I sipped slowly. I was OK. Red got busy cooking up a couple of eggs for me.

I looked around at the three beauties who had abused and tormented me. Cindy and Roz looked just a bit guilty as I gazed into their eyes. I smiled at both of them.

"No hard feelings ladies. I survived."

Red turned towards me "Cindy, you finish the eggs, I have to hug and kiss my man."

That she did.

"Hey Red, stop and let Peter eat. Roz said warm eggs, not cold.

We all laughed, well they laughed and kind of croaked a bit.

"I have to go. Peter I hope that Red will let me get to know you better in the near future. There are some lozenges for your throat. Suck on one of them every few hours and by morning you should be fine. Oh by the way, the guy that tried to trip you last Sunday night, he's been doing all his work standing up and sleeping on his belly. I'm going to make him apologize the next time we get together. Maybe tomorrow night at Sixth Street. That would be the proper place. Hope to see you there."

She gave me a quick hug and kiss on the cheek before hugging and kissing Red and Cindy.

"You guys OK? I need to leave too. I have to show a house in a couple of hours. I hate to leave you but maybe on the other hand it's a good idea. Give you a chance to talk."

Cindy came over to where I was sitting and I got up. She gave me a big hug and very nice kiss before whispering into my ear.

"Thank you Peter for all your suffering. I don't know yet. It may take some more time but I think Red is going to be OK. I think it might be a good idea if you two could get down south a couple of days early so that she has a chance to talk to her shrink. She's been talking to her over the phone but there is nothing like a face to face session maybe even with you included. Give it some thought."

"Hey get your hands off my guy. Peter, is she trying to seduce you and talk you into dumping me?"

We looked at Red and laughed.

"Let's just say that when you were..." I saw the look on Red's face and stopped. I walked over to her and hugged her.

"I'm sorry babe, no one is going to seduce me away from you. You will have to literally kick my ass out before any of them have a chance with me."

I saw a couple of tears on Red's cheek and I kissed them away.

Cindy walked over and hugged and kissed Red and said her goodbyes.

Suddenly we were alone and for a moment things got a bit awkward.

"Peter, you still need to sign the rest of the papers. They are over on my desk."

I made my way over and signed were indicated and when I was done Red was standing next to me.

"Let me have them please so that I can put them into my briefcase for Monday. I have to be in court and I'll file them myself."

After putting them away Red turned the chair I was sitting on and pulled me up into her arms. That was OK with me because sitting was still a bit of an issue.

After a deep kiss "Peter are we OK?"

I looked at her and put my hands on the sides of her head. "Red I'm OK if you are. To be honest, I'm still a bit sore and I dread the first time I've to take a dump but yes if you want me to be part of your life. I'm in for the long haul. I love you, I truly do and it's not a rebound because of what happened with M. I think there was always a kind of longing when I had seen you during some of the social functions at the club. Not that I would have made a move on you. I would have never cheated on M but it would always have been a temptation if it wasn't for the fact that Michelle always seemed to be around."

"I think it will take some time for both of to totally come to grips with what happened during this last week and especially last night but I'm willing to work on it if you are."

"Please let me know if I step over the line here but Cindy thought that it might be a good idea for us to go down south a couple of days earlier than originally planned. That would give you a chance to talk face to face with your shrink and also your Mom. Somehow I think she's biting her nails wanting to hear from you."

Why don't I get dressed and go over to my place to take a shower so that you have some privacy while you talk to her."

"Call me when you want me to come back or even better just come over. I'll leave the door open. You probably could do a better job putting the cream into my ass than I could."

Red kissed me "are you sure you are a guy? I know I've wondered about that before that fateful weekend at the lake. You are way to perceptive for one. I've been itching to call her but was afraid to tell you to leave. I'm afraid of losing you."

"Red, like I said earlier, you would have to literally kick my ass out. And I mean a swift kick in the ass. Asking me to give you some privacy will not do the job of getting rid of me."

I kissed her and went in search of my clothes in the dungeon.

When I came down Red was nowhere in sight but I could hear her voice through the bedroom door. So I left and headed for my place. Actually I also needed some time to "decompress" and process what had happened last night and today. There was no way I ever wanted to go through something like last week ever again. I had a pretty good idea that sooner or later Red would want to fuck my ass again and I think that if it was done with care and not too often, I could be OK with that. But I never, ever wanted to get raped again. Eventually we will have to work out a set of rules and boundaries. But that could wait. I was willing for right now to take it one day at a time.

It might have been an hour when Red walked into my place with the cream in her hand. I had left it.

"Drop your pants and drawers so that I can lube up your ass."

I looked at her, I wasn't sure I liked the tone or choice of words at that point.

"Peter, please. I'm so sorry. Poor choice of words. Please do as I asked so that I can lovingly take care of your sore ass."

I chuckled "Yes Goddess" and did as I was told bending over a hassock with my pants and panties around my ankles.

I heard a "wolf whistle"

"Now I know that we are OK, still wearing my panties. Or, did you throw out all your tidy whities and don't have any other underwear?"

"Remember you told me that I could keep some for doctor's appointments and for the golf course. I just thought that it was proper for me to wear panties today."

Red was true to her word was very gentle and the cream really felt good. She even planted a soft little kiss right above my anus while her finger went a little deeper then medical necessity required. Funny I didn't mind.

"OK, you can pull up your stuff. Say it's kind of nice outside and we still have maybe an hour before it gets dark. Want to go for a little walk? We can stop any time if your wimpy but cute ass hurts too much."

It felt good hearing Red's banter. It made me believe that the conversation with her Mom went well.

"Yes Goddess, your wimpy assed toy will be very happy to accompany on a walk around a block or two."

She punched my arm "go put shoes on and get your coat. I'll wait for you at my place."

So we walked slower than normal holding hands and not saying much before returning to Red's place after maybe a forty five minute walk.

"I don't know about you but I'm hungry. I've got some soup. That should be OK for your throat. I'm really sorry, we should have used shorter dildos for your mouth. It never occurred to us in the heat of the moment that you might have no clue how to relax your throat since you are not skilled in sucking cock like we are."

Of course I put my foot in and suggest lessons somewhere down the road.

"Soup sounds good to me. I might even try a beer with your permission."

"Peter, you don't have to ask. We are not playing. You damn well know that you have kitchen privilege and can take anything you want out of the fridge or cupboard. But let me get started on the soup. Nothing fancy like you make, just a couple of cans."

"Red, that works for me."

I took a sip of my beer, the cold felt good and there was no real irritation from either the carbonation or the alcohol. So all was good.

After dinner, we sat on the couch. Red had her feet on my lap and I was gently massaging them.

"Peter..." a bit hesitant, "Peter, I would like you to stay with me tonight. I don't think either one of us should be alone. Cindy told me about your nightmare. I was horrified that we had caused that. So I want to be close and be able to reassure you that you are safe if it comes back."

"OK, I like that a whole lot. Why don't I quickly go to my place and get my toothbrush and some clean undies for the morning."

"Better hurry babe, because I have a job for you. Leave the door unlocked so you can get back in."

When I got back, I didn't see Red. "Hey girl where are you?"

"In here come and join me but leave your clothes outside. You are my slave and as such are not allowed to wear any while serving me in my boudoir."

Damn, that was a first. I finally got to see Red's bedroom. The last time I was there after that first therapy session she kept my blindfold on.

I stripped in a flash and when I got to the half open door I knocked.

"Come on in toy, but as soon as you get to my bed I want you on your knees."

"Yes Goddess." I guess "game on".

As I entered I looked around and it was not anything like I had expected. Nothing "girly" about this room. The next thing I noticed was the collage Red had been talking about. There it was in a frame maybe 24 x 36 inches hanging right over the bed. In the center the picture of my ass with all the neat round circles from the sorority paddle with the holes drilled into it. This was surrounded by a bunch of smaller pictures clearly showing my ass in various stages of bruising and discoloration. It was obvious that Red taken more pictures than I had realized. I really only knew of the ones from Wednesday night. That one was in the right lower corner with my new large butt plug clearly visible.

"I see you like my artwork toy."

All I could do is nod and get down to my knees by her bed. Red was in all her naked glory spread out over the king size bed. As I knelt, she came closer letting her legs rest on my shoulders in essence trapping my head between her thighs.

"Toy I've missed your special services. Get busy and don't stop until I've had at least three orgasms."

Like a good slave I went to work. She must have been really horny because it did not take me very long for her to have her first rather explosive orgasm. After that I slowed things down and teased her, made her beg and eventually threaten me with her strap-on if I didn't get her off right that minute.

Red was exhausted an my tongue sore and neck stiff.

"Come up here Peter, come and cuddle with me till I've caught my breath and then I'm going to make you suffer. By the time I'm done with you, you'll beg me to lock your dick back up so it has some protection from me."

Even though Red sounded really dominant and serious, her eyes could not hid the fact that she was messing or at least trying to mess with my mind.

We cuddled and kissed for a while and then Red's hand went on to explore, messing with my rigid dick.

"hmm, is this all for me?"

"Yes Goddess, my balls and dick belong to you."

"Good answer toy. Maybe I should reward you but first we need to make sure that you can't upset your Goddess. Be a good boy and scoot to the middle of the bed. I want to secure your arms. A slave in his Goddess' bed should never be unrestrained. He might get some silly ideas of being equal."

I must have looked uncertain, maybe even concerned. I mean after the experience of last week and especially last night. I was not sure if I wanted to give up control to the point that I was tied up.

"Peter, please relax. I'm not going to hurt you – much ( this was accompanied by an angelic smile) but I still have very much a need to feel secure. To feel that I have control. Please do this for me. You always have your safe word. I promise, nothing is going up your cute butt."

I tried to relax and smiled at her while at the same time spreading my arms in surrender.

"Have your way with me oh mighty Goddess".

"Much better dear." This was followed by a kiss and having my wrists secured to some ties from the head board.

"Now were we. Oh yes that delectable cock that is attached to my worthless and mistrusting slave. I should punish you for doubting me but I feel good and mellow form those marvelous orgasm you've provide earlier so I'll take it easy on you. Just don't try patience like this again."

Red positioned herself over me in the 69 position but with being tied up, her pussy was out of reach for me. I lost count of how many times Red drove me to the edge with either her hot mouth or those soft hands. She played my dick like a "concert violin".

Then it happened, Red flipped around and impaled herself on my dick and started to slowly ride it up and down.

A finger on my mouth stopped what I was going to say.

"Don't move Peter. I know you'll have trouble doing this but think of yourself as my dildo (with a big smile) and a lovely one it is. It feels so nice and warm."

I was trying very hard to concentrate on anything, anything other than the lovely Red riding my dick with her boobs not bouncing but certainly showing movement. Oh how I wished to be able to put my hands on those lovely "twins", work those hard nipples.

I tried to recall the production figures from last week. Profit margins that Jerry had sent me. Just anything to keep me from thinking of what Red was doing to me and keep me from cumming. I didn't want this to end.

Even though it had been years – other than that one time up at the lake – that Red had a cock in her pussy, she seemed to sense when I came close to cumming and slowed down or just rested, not moving at all. Then it would start all over again. First her internal muscles would flex and then she would start slowly riding my dick up and down, up and down. I'm not sure how many cycles like that we went through but suddenly Red settled down and a gentle shudder went through her body. She just had an orgasm. Nothing earthshaking, just a gentle nice O.

Smiling she bent down and kissed me.

"Hmm, nice. Let's try that again. To be honest I was really getting frustrate laying there like a board. I wanted to be part of it, I needed to cum. My balls started to hurt.

Another of those gentle orgasms and then Red got serious.

"Peter, get busy. Move you miserable bastard help me get off for real. No more games. But you better not cum before I do or I'll have to punish you.

With that she started to really ride my cock, and matched her rhythm stroke for stroke. I'm not sure but I think I might have cum just a second or two before Red. But I don't think she noticed it as she collapsed on my chest in orgasmic bliss.

She stayed there for quite some time and then there was her dripping pussy over my face.

"Toy, you know the rules."

I couldn't answer because her pussy sealed off my mouth and I had to try to keep from drowning.

Red stayed on my face for two more orgasms before sliding back down and giving me a kiss.

"hmm, you know Peter, we taste pretty good together. Don't go anywhere, I'll be right back."

Red headed off to the kitchen and then the bathroom. She came back with a warm wash cloth and cleaned off my balls and dick.

"Now what is this? I don't recall giving you permission to get hard."

"Ouch!" as the ice hit my balls and dick and before I knew it, I was locked back into that infernal CB.

"OK babe, now I can untie you. Take the wash cloth and clean it out and come back and take care of my pussy. Clean off all your cum and saliva."

"OK baby time to go to sleep. Tomorrow is another day. Thank you for letting me do this. Peter, we need to talk about the rules for our relationship but right now I'm tired and need sleep. One thing so, I need to have total control over your dick. That means you will stay locked up for however long I decide. Don't' worry, I'll make sure you get adequate release – well what I consider adequate. That might not meet your definition and that's too bad. There will be repeats of tonight's events. But all of this has to be at my pace. If you can live with that, I think we have a real future. Give it some thought and let me know in the morning."

With that she kissed my one more time, flipped over and shoved her ass crack against my CB.

"Peter, be a dear and turn off the lights and get back in here. I just love the way that CB feels against my ass."

I don't think it took a minute and her breathing was steady and gentle. Red was sleeping like a baby.

Here I was still horny even though I had a really nice O and all those thoughts, wondering about the future. Was I cut out to have my sex life totally controlled by Red. Was this a phase she was going through? Trying to feel secure in a heterosexual relationship. To be able to control the pace we were progressing on that front.

I had a choice. I could walk, give up on the second love of my life and do what? Or I could hang in there, go along and hope that all would work out. My subbie instincts kind of like the idea of Red having control over my orgasms. I loved her enough to give it an honest try. See how long I had to go between releases.

She did promise repeats of tonight's events. With that happy thought I finally fell asleep too.

I woke up to some one sucking on my dick. Not that there was anything going to happen because it was locked into that darn CB thing other than drive me nuts.

Red looked at me with that evil little twinkle in her eyes.

"Hey lover, I was going to wake you with a BJ but some evil person locked your cock up. Oh, well not much I can do about that. You must have been a bad boy."

"Red..."

"Hush toy. We can talk about that and all the other stuff after you feed me. I'm starving and since I can't get any protein out your cock, you'll have to get up and cook for your Goddess."

"Yes Oh Great Goddess, what is your desire this morning? Would some OJ, coffee and eggs and bacon be satisfactory or does your humble slave need to consult a cook book for something more exotic?"

Red punched me into my balls "don't get cheeky toy or I get my cane. Teach you some respect. But the aforementioned list will do just fine as long as you get a move on and get the coffee going. I'll have the OJ right here in bed. Call me when the rest is done. Oh and you have my permission to cook for yourself the same. Well almost. Slaves should not be spoiled. Two eggs with two pieces of bacon for ME. You my dear beloved slave – one egg and one piece of bacon."

"Oh and buttered whole wheat toast for me, yours dry. Gotta keep you trim so you can keep up with me and keep me sexually satisfied."

"Goddess if may point something out."

"No, you may not, just get your ass into the kitchen and bring me my juice before starting the coffee and the rest of the stuff."

I started to wonder. What was it she said last night? "We need to talk about the rules for our relationship." It sure didn't look like there was going to be any talk, at least not now the way she shut me down just a moment ago.

Well we were off to an interesting morning. I wondered how long Red was going to keep this going.

I brought her the OJ, carrying the glass on a tray and was rewarded with a smile.

I got busy cooking the breakfast and had everything set on the breakfast counter when I called her

"Goddess, breakfast is served."

Red walked into the kitchen area.

"What is this? Why is my plate here and not on the dining room table?"

I started to stutter...

"Just shut up and bring my breakfast over there. Hurry before it all gets cold."

This is not going well. I'll see where this leading but I sure don't like it.

So I put her food in front of her and poured her coffee.

"Stay here toy just behind to the left of my chair. That way you'll be able to see when I need a refill on my coffee."

I had enough, I ignored her and went to the breakfast counter, sat and ate my breakfast before it got completely cold. When I was done, I put my plates into the dishwasher and cleaned the frying pan.

I poured myself another cup of coffee and walked over to where Red was sitting. Her breakfast was untouched and she just sat there with tears in her eyes.

"I screwed up, didn't I?"

"Yes Red you did. Remember our conversation on the drive home after the turkey day weekend? Remember how I talked about balance and love? Well there hasn't been any balance and right now I'm not so sure about the love part from you."

"Last week you treated me really mean and I thought I understood the reasons why. You wanted to disassociate the caring and friendship between us so that you could go through with the therapy session. I get that and I was OK with that."

"I'm even OK with you locking my dick up again after last night. I think it gives you that extra feeling of security around me. Not that I ever would do anything to you against your will. But again I get it and I'm OK with that as long as you keep your promise that you made last night in bed after locking me back up."

"What I'm not liking is that you are still in that "bitch" mode you adopted last week. You went right back to it after last night. All but the physical punishment part. Was that still coming? Would you have found some trumped up reason if I had not rebelled just now?"

"That is not what I've signed up for. Where is the balance? I need a break. I'm pretty fragile right now after last week and especially Friday night."

"I thought you were on the right track yesterday but this morning I'm not so sure. What happen to 'we have to talk about the rules'?"

"I'm going over to my place. I've got some chores to do and I want to go for a run. Think about what I said and our conversation on the ride up. I have no idea what your relationship with Michelle was but I'm sure it was not a 24/7/365 Domme/sub relationship. If it were, you would not have let her sow her oats when we were up at the lake and let her go off with the Judge."

"Maybe you think it's different because I'm a guy. I just don't know. Only you know what is in your pretty head. Talk to your Mom or Nicole. They seemed to have figured out how to make their relationship work. I saw lots of love and caring there. I'm pretty sure that they were not putting on an act for my benefit."

"Call me in the afternoon if you are ready to have a meaningful discussion about our future, assuming that this is what you want. Maybe you are trying to drive me away, now that I've served my purpose of letting you work off all that rage that has been festering in the dark corners of your mind. I just don't know."

"All I know is that I still to love you but there have to be boundaries and it has to be fun, those FemDomme games. Yes I have a subbie streak but it is not so wide that I need to be a "slave" 24/7. It's just a kink, a fetish to be indulged like good booze or candy – in moderation."

"Call me after you had a chance to think about what I just said. If you need more time, call me and tell me that. It's OK, this is very important. I've had all the time to think about what I wanted when you were gone. Your mind was occupied by lots of conflicts and other stuff. So I understand if you want more time."

The tears were flowing freely as I went into the bedroom to get dressed. I was aching to take Red into my arms, to comfort her, tell her it will be OK but that would have sent the wrong message. It was time for some "tough love".

I started my laundry and general cleaning including some vacuuming and stuff like that. When I had the place in shape, I changed into some running gear and went out. I'd been slacking off on the exercise and had trouble completing the whole loop in the park. I actually did walk part of it.

I just concentrated on breathing and running, trying not to clutter my mind with the Red situation. I was doing this for fun and relaxation as well as my health and did not need the distraction of thinking about her and her attitude.

I don't take my phone on the run and when I got home, the message lights on both the land line and my cell where flashing.

So I checked the land line first.

"Hey Peter, this is Cindy. What did you to Red. She's here at my place and a total wreck. I have a hard time making out what she's trying to say because she keeps sobbing. Something about you walked out on her. Please call me."

Shit, I really did not want anyone else involved but I guess that was no longer the case. So I went and took a shower and changed before calling Cindy back.

"Hi Cindy..." That's as far as I got.

"You miserable SOB, what did you do to my friend?"

"Whoa, hold on there before I just hang up on you. I don't need this from you or anyone else. Right now I'm pretty pissed off at the entire female population. But if you agree to just listen without interruption I will try to explain to you what went on. I realize you are Red's friend and are trying to protect her. Funny, but so am I. It may not seem to her and you like that at this moment but it's the truth."

So I related to Cindy what had gone on after she left Saturday afternoon and this morning when I had had it.

"Look, I have no idea of what is going with Red. I don't know if she's confused or if she blames me for Michelle walking out of her life and now wants to get even for that. I just don't know. Maybe you can help her figure it out. But I'm not putting up with this."

"Like I told her this morning. I had a really miserable week and don't ever want a night like Friday, ever again. I'm not some masochist that you abuse day after day. I need a serious break from the FemDomme stuff."

"Peter, why didn't you use the safe word instead of?...

"Cindy, using the safe word in my mind means a "time out" during play to either change things up because they are getting too intense or just scaling back whatever is going on at that moment."

"This is way more serious. Using the safe word would have implied that it was OK to go on. That is not what was looking for. I had to make sure that Red knew she had crossed a line and that I was not putting up with any of her BS. The only way to get that across was to rebel and walk out."

"It seemed to have worked because obviously she is aware that she screwed up. I'm just not sure how much. I'm not sure if what I told her this morning has fully sunk in. Maybe you can help her figure it out. I'll be happy to give her some time to get things clear in her mind of what she wants.

The days down at her parent's place and till last Sunday night where some of the happiest of my life. But it's gone downhill at supersonic speed from there."

"OK Peter, I now have a better understanding. I also think that you were right in what you did. What I'm not sure of is if Red is ready to come to the same conclusion. I'm going to keep her here with me. We won't be at the bar tonight. So if you want to go, just because you don't feel like cooking, go ahead. No one is going to bother you except for Roz and her guy. If you go, you can expect a very humble apology from him."

"Look, while I have you on the phone. I really need a place to stay. I mean I can go back to one of those extended stay hotels by the airport but that makes a long commute to the office. I want to be out of here and have the place professionally cleaned by the end of next week."

"Peter, I'll check tomorrow in the office and send you an e-mail. I might have something for you look at. Are you interested in just renting or buying?"

"I think right now, till we figure out what is going to happen between Red and me, maybe another short term lease of a furnished place sounds OK."

"I might just have what you are looking for. A friend of mine manages a number of condos in those high rises on the other side of the park. They typically become available for rental right after Christmas or the first of the year because for the next three or four months the residents are "snow birds". I'll give him a call in the morning."

"Now let me get back to Red and see if I can make some sense of this mess with her and get her to realize where she screwed up."

"Peter just tell me this. Do you still love her? Are you willing to make it work, assuming that she does and gets what you've been telling her and me?"

"Cindy, I would like nothing better than to live happily ever after with Red as long as we can figure out what the rules are and then abide by them. To be honest, right now I'm not sure she's ready for something like that but I could be wrong. Actually I hope that I am wrong."

"Good luck and call me if you need any more input from me."

We said our goodbyes and hung up.