Chapter 8

Note: I write this story which is purely a figment of my imagination. All characters are over 18 years of age. This chapter will be written from the point of view of the Master and Aimee Bailey. Aimee’s trip to the mall and seal headquarters need to be told as the Master is at the business he sold. All constructive criticism is appreciated and will be responded to unless it is rude and obnoxious. Thank you for your assistance, I hope you enjoy this continuing story as much as I am in writing it.

Collaring day, do they stay or leave – Jeremiah Winslow

We awoke Monday morning and everyone was a little giddy in anticipation as they were making breakfast.

The quiet one was Traci. She had been attacked last night by all three girls at once and she was still exhausted from the orgasmic time she was given. She passed out, the final time, by my assault on her ass, me providing her anal stimulation while she was providing Lily oral satisfaction with her magic tongue.

I noticed that Aimee was carefully monitoring Traci this morning.

Aimee finally got up and sat beside her. She whispered something in her ear and they both got up and went into the living room. As they exited the kitchen Aimee waived for me to follow.

When I arrived they were cuddled up on the sofa, I took a seat in the chair facing them. I could hear Aimee gently talking to her as she stroked her back.

I couldn’t help thinking that this should be Natalie, and then noticed Natalie nervously watching from the kitchen door. This was Aimee being in charge of her girls.

Natalie needed to learn from Aimee, I was not sure why I was there, but my number one felt she needed me.

Finally Traci started to speak, “I loved everything about last night, maybe too much. When I woke up this morning cuddled up to Natalie, I couldn’t help feeling so dirty and used as everyone had me and I had everyone. Even though my life was so messed up, I couldn’t help feeling like it was all wrong. Mistress, am I missing something?”

Aimee replied, “Actually, I don’t think you are. You are speaking from 31 years of a life’s bad experiences. And that life was kind of sheltered by the fact you were so isolated because you were a little different. Your parents lived together. They were technically divorced or separated at best, living in the same house. Though isolated from your peers, you still watched and listened to what was going on around you. I can’t imagine what you went through. I am going to try and help you figure it out.”

“Let’s drop the mistress / submissive stuff and talk like a couple of women. Can you do that?”

Traci replied, “I think I’d like that.”

Aimee asked, “Ok, what was wrong with last night? You looked like you were really into it, loved all the attention, and you were giving every bit as good as you received.”

Traci said, “It’s just that I have never had any attention shown to me, guys only wanted me because I am kind of good looking.”

Aimee held up her hand and stopped her right there, then firmly stated. “Kind of good looking my ass, you are absolutely, stone cold gorgeous, and that’s the end of that story. Got it, I still know where my paddles are? Natalie explained to me that she told you about her little experience with discipline. Now continue or do you need to visit with my paddles.”

Traci smiled and said, “They wanted me because I turned them on, but once they had me, they were done and gone. I can’t stop thinking about that when I remember last night.”

Aimee smiled at Traci and said, “I know the type of men you are talking about. Shallow assholes, slam bam thank you ma’am. They usually left out the thank you ma’am.”

Traci said, “Then all my friends moved on with their lives. Not one of them interested in having anything to do with me. Mostly because I was only a waitress and had little to offer them as far as social credits went. Some actually told me that, do you know how much that hurts. There was a time I contemplated taking my own life to be rid of everything. But, I was too afraid it might hurt too much.”

Aimee said, “Well, I for one am glad you couldn’t do it. You have so much more to offer those around you. Master and I talked about you, specifically after you girls ganged up on me and made me pass out.”

Aimee continued, “This morning the Master and I went down to the living room and talked about the fact that I thought you would be having second thoughts about last night. You were acting like a little, no I take that back, a huge slut and you might have issues this morning.”

Traci said, “Natalie said you have a way of seeing into someone’s soul and it looks like she is right. How do you do it?”

Aimee replied, “Truthfully, I don’t know. It’s something I have been able to do all my life, some people tell me that I have an empathic gift. But, I am who I am and I just go with it. Now let’s get back to you. Master and I are going to help you discover yourself. This is whether or not you decide to become one of us. Traci, you are a very special person, I can see that you just haven’t been given the opportunity to discover what you have to offer. Whatever it takes, we believe you have much to offer those around you. We just don’t know where or how. So, knowing that, what do you want to do? Your Natalie, your Mistress, is standing there on the verge of tears, because she thinks she did something wrong and you are going to bolt.”

Traci sat straight up and said, “Absolutely not, Natalie has been wonderful, even when she was slapping me silly because she felt I was being an idiot. I loved everything she did to me, I needed it to understand. She kept me on point. That is my other problem, what do I tell Natalie if I leave. It would hurt her so much.”

Just then Natalie rushed past me and slapped Traci, “Quit being so wishy, washy and make up your fucking mind. You can’t have it both ways. Either you stay or you don’t. It’s time to make a decision for yourself and quit letting circumstances or other people make the decision for you.”

Natalie was running out of steam and I picked her up and removed her from the living room. She relaxed in my arms, totally defeated and crying.

Aimee was whispering in Traci’s ear and I could barely hear her, “Natalie needs you more than breathing to become the wonderful person she has hidden inside.

As we left the room I heard Traci reply, “No one has ever needed me. I mean never, ever, period.” There was awe in her voice. Then Traci stated with some emotion, “For the first time ever, someone needs me. I am staying if it kills me. Let’s get this collaring thing over with so we can go to San Diego and do some sailors.”

I was in the hallway holding a tearful Natalie when Aimee came to me and said, “I need to get going, can we do the collaring now and forget breakfast? We can pick something up on the way to San Diego.”

I looked up at Aimee and nodded my head. I carried Natalie into the living room where everyone was already sitting. I sat Natalie in the chair I was in and called Aimee to the middle of the living room where she said, “I will kill anyone who tries to take this collar off of my neck.”

Followed by Lily, “Ditto to what my mistress said. My life has never been clearer than it is now and I only see it getting better than it is.”

It was Natalie’s turn when she sobbed, “I am not going anywhere.”

This was followed by an exuberant Traci who stood and said, “Me either. I will proudly wear Mistress Natalie’s collar.”

Natalie looked up and sobbed as she said, “Really?”

Traci nodded and said, “Nobody has ever needed me, I am yours and you better start getting used to it Mistress.

Natalie replied, “I like the sound of that.”

Out of the hallway everyone heard Barbara ask, “Where do I fit in all of this?”

Aimee stood, walked over to Barbara and asked, “Where do you want to fit in all this?”

Barbara explained to Aimee, “I am not sure I am ready for this lifestyle. Don’t get me wrong Aimee. I loved everything about last night, maybe too much. One of the problems with my marriages was my frigidity. I was like a cold fish in bed. I drove my husbands crazy, and since they weren’t the strong, confident men I thought they were, they would lash out at me. Mostly because they felt I wasn’t turned on by them. I just didn’t know what to do or how to respond to them.”

Aimee laughed, “You were sure responding last night, wow.”

Pulling herself together Aimee asked, “Barbara, why don’t you relax around here today and we can talk again tonight.”

I was standing near them, listening, when Aimee asked me to join their conversation.

Aimee asked, “Can Barbara stay here today, she is struggling with herself in regards to what she wants to do. This isn’t about her joining our lifestyle, or even us, but helping her to become or discover, the person she can or wants to be. How can we help her Master?”

I was quiet for a couple minutes, fully in thoughts of how to help her without sounding like I was trying to talk her into joining our lifestyle.

Aimee finally brought me out of my thoughts by saying, “Master?”

I shook my head and replied, “Sorry I was lost in my thoughts.”

Barbara asked, “What were you thinking about? You almost seemed like you were somewhere else.”

I said, “Barbara, I don’t want to embarrass you, but did you say your husbands were upset with you for being frigid?”

Barbara replied, “Yes they were. They didn’t understand that I didn’t know how to respond to them. Why do you ask?”

I replied, “Barbara by explaining that, what I witnessed last night didn’t look like someone who didn’t know how to respond to accepting or providing pleasures of a sexual nature. What was different between last night and your marriages? Other than it was mostly women in bed with you?”

Barbara said, “I don’t understand what you are asking?”

I explained to Barbara, “You need to try and understand what the difference was. I have meetings later this morning that should be over by early afternoon. When I return home after the meetings, let’s sit down and talk. I think I know how to help you, but you need to do a little self analysis first. Something changed in you or in your mind. What was it? We can talk this afternoon or you can wait for Aimee and the girls to return tonight and the two of you can work through it.”

Aimee said, “Master, I know where you are going with this and I think you are right. Barbara needs to think this through in her own mind before we can help her.”

Turning to Barbara, Aimee asked, “Are you on the same page as we are.”

Barbara replied, “I think I am.” She asked us, “Are you sure it’s ok for me to stay here and figure it out.”

I replied, “Absolutely, you are and always will be, welcome here.”

With that, Aimee said, “Girls you’ve got thirty minutes to get dressed and ready to go. We need to look sexy, like we won’t take any shit from anybody. These guys and girl are some of the toughest SOB’s in the world.”

Aimee looked at me and asked, “Master, have you got any clothes like that hidden up there?”

I told her, “I do, I’ll be there in a minute, as soon as I verify your order is ready.”

Aimee heard him make the call and he told her, “All is ready for you to pick up.”

With my help they got ready and if I must say so myself, they were dressed to kill. Look out you wimpy navy seals, here they come.

When they were ready to leave, I made the call to let the seal commander know, “They have one stop to make to pick up an order, and then they will be on their way. Give them about 2 ½ hours.”

As I finished the call, Aimee heard me say, “If you want to keep Sophia, you better keep her away from these girls or you will lose her.” Laughing, I said, “Talk to you later, I have that another matter to take care of.”

After I hung up, Aimee asked, “Who is Sophia?”

I told her, “Sophia is the administrative assistant who runs the commander’s office. She is an Ensign, and is hot, and I mean centerfold hot.”

Aimee said, “I hope I get to at least meet her, if not interview her.”

I just replied, “Careful what you wish for.” I walked away to her laughter at my back. I couldn’t help thinking, ‘God up above, I love this woman.’

With the girls gone on their excursion, I couldn’t help but think. “What sort of debauchery are they going to get into?”

I had to get my mind on matters at hand. Just what do I tell the board about what I needed to do and what may happen? I decided to come clean with what was going on and how I would take care of their problem and the growing list of complaints being filed and about to be filed with HR.

After letting Barbara know I was leaving, I went out to my car and headed to my old offices.

The drive over was uneventful, and when I walked into the board room, I was heartily greeted by everyone. And why not, I made them all rich over night and the business was continuing to grow almost by the month. They were doing an excellent job, and I made sure they knew it. I went on to tell them about mine and my wife’s extracurricular activities and my position in the organization.

They pelted me with questions regarding our participation in the seedier and debased side of BDSM and I let them know that for most of the participants, this is reprehensible and not tolerated. The manager in place at this time was venturing into this realm of sickness and it was starting to become part of his personality. It was also starting to affect the office working environment by his use of intimidation.

Therefore, issues being raised in that small office, along with the high turnover of personnel, and the current four openings with no applicants in a time of high unemployment. It appears the word is out on this guy and it is about to come crashing down on your heads. I am going to provoke this man into physically attacking me and then I am going to put him in his place.

Just as I finished, one of board members started working his phone. I raised my voice and told him to stop moving. Explaining, if that text goes out, you are going to jail. I mentioned to the people next to him to take away his phone. He tried to stop them, but to no avail. I asked the one with the phone to read what he had been texting and who it was too.

He read, “They are setting you up for a fall and that bastard is in on it”. I asked who it was too and he said with a questioning look on his face, “it just says Master.”

I looked at all of the board members and said, “At least I know who the board member is that is part of his organization. I didn’t say anything about this before, but I heard through the rumor mill that one of the board members was subservient to this manager. He is actively diverting attention away from the complaints.”

Turning to the Chairman I said, “The Chief of police is out in the office acting like he is working. Can you call him in with one of his officers? This man is under arrest for fraud among other things. He almost cost this company a lot of money and probably quite a bit of lost business.”

“If you remember, and I know some of you were with her, my wife started this business when I was on active duty with the navy seals. Most of our initial business was with women owned businesses. With the complaints I have been able to uncover, you would have lost all or most of their business, which could be substantial.”

“By appearing to be proactive and taking care of this business, you will probably gain more business than you can handle. Oh, and you are welcome.”

As the police were walking the jerk out, I asked if he knew who I was. He said, “Other than that pussy that had to sell his wife’s life work because his wife died and you couldn’t handle it, no.”

I stated, “Actually it was my wife’s life work, but I helped her make it what it is. You know me as Jerry Winslow, now switch the first name to Jeremiah Winslow, have you heard of me now. He said, “Oh shit, the Master of Masters.” I stated, “Give the man a cigar at least near the end he becomes enlightened.”

Then he almost signed his death warrant, “Yeah, now it all comes together, the wife dies and he falls apart making his submissive handle the issues. The master is going to tear you apart.”

I looked at the officer and asked him to hold him in the side office and turn on the TV so he can watch what enfolds, let him know all about how submissive boys are treated in prison, and don’t leave out any details. After answering all the questions regarding the Master of Masters and how the organization came about, it was time to wait for the manager to arrive.

The mall pick-up – Aimee Bailey

In the board room – Jeremiah Winslow

Back in the board room, lunch has just been cleaned up when the chairman’s executive assistant notified them that their guest had arrived and he told her to show him in.

I took my seat at the end of the table to let the chairman of the board run the meeting. As the chairman started to explain what the meeting was about the asshole exploded and started in with his overbearing and dominating methods.

The board sat stunned as they saw firsthand what was going on in the office he managed.

When I noticed they were stunned into inaction, I decided to take control. I stepped in front of the table and stood toe to toe with the arrogant asshole and told him that was quite enough.

He just laughed and said, “You are the pussy who couldn’t take it that his wife died and sold off a company that you can’t run without her skirt protecting you.”

I smiled and told him, “Assume the position before me.”

He actually laughed and said who is going to make me.

I just said, “Oh that’s right. You only know me a Jerry Winslow. Do you know the name Jeremiah Winslow?”

He just snorted and said, “Another pussy that can’t run an organization without his dead wife’s skirt protecting him.”

I then told him, “Assume your position in front of me.”

He yelled, “I’ll assume the position when you make me.”

I just stated, “Only cowards yell to intimidate, because they can’t do anything else.”

I saw him move, telegraphing a left hand round house punch. I stepped in with my right leg and blocked with a right hand block, continuing my spin I drove my left elbow into the side of his head. He dropped to the floor on top of his feet as the police were exiting the office to assist me.

As he was coming to I gently said, “Assume your position in front of me.” He replied, “Fuck you, you pussy.” I told him, “Assume the position or lose his franchise.” He replied, “Fuck you. I am going to own your fortune after I sue you for attacking me and then I’ll remake your organization into one I can be proud of. You are so fucked.”

As he said this, the 83” monitor at the end of the table started to replay the tape of what had happened. I asked, “What do you think a jury is going to think when they see this video. I wonder if they can figure out who attacked who?

He looked at what was on the monitor I stated, “Next time you try and sucker punch someone, make sure it isn’t a past Navy Seal who even at 46 years old can clean your clock with his eyes closed.”

I looked at the police and said to the officer, “Take this man and the other one out of here in hand cuffs.” I then requested the Chairman, “Please contact HR and have someone come over for a little meeting.”

When that meeting was over, HR was satisfied that their pending problem had been resolved.

The Chairman called over to the legal office, “Please close up shop and come over to the board room for a meeting.”

About 15 minutes later, they were all ushered into the board room. The chairman started the meeting, “We know you will be getting a new manager.” There was applause around the room. Which amazed the entire board? The chairman then requested the number two person in the office to step forward.

A very nervous, obviously to me, subservient woman stepped forward and said, “I am the number 2 manager in the office.”

“We understand that you knew what was going on in our office and yet kept quiet and did nothing about it.”

I decided it was time for me to step in and assist the chairman. I said, “Mr. Chairman, may I be of assistance in this part of the questioning and discussion. Most of you know me as Jerry Winslow, past owner of this wonderful company. Some of you will know me as Jeremiah Winslow.” There were a couple gasps in the room which got the boards attention.

The young lady quickly assumed the position looking down at the floor, in a position of total subservience.

Now the entire board gasped, along with everyone else in the room.

I turned to the board and said, “Watch and learn.” I kneeled down in front of the lady and lifted her chin to look in my eyes. All I saw was total fear and loathing. I instructed her, “Please sit tall, pull your shoulders back, push out your breasts, and hold your head high.” As she did this you could see her confidence start to rise.

I left her in this position and she did not move and continued to stare straight ahead. I went person by person and had them write on a blank piece of paper the name of a person in their office they would choose to be their next manager. Of the fifteen people in the meeting, eleven chose Aimee and four chose the woman sitting on the floor. I went to the chairman and gave him the results.

He announced the results and the room was silent except the woman sitting on the floor who said, “I knew they would vote for the ass kissing bitch.”

I smiled kneeling before the woman sitting on the floor and told her, “The next time you see that ass kissing bitch, you had better be in this position. That ass kissing bitch is the new Mistress of Mistresses for my entire organization.”

Her mouth dropped open as if her jaw had fallen off. She asked, “Are you serious?

I replied, “I am.” Then I said, “The ass kissing bitch is currently in San Diego interviewing navy seals to fill in her level of firsts and as part of her personal security detail. And when she is done there, she is moving over to the marine raider special forces, army green beret special forces, followed by the air force par rescue and then the coast guard rescue divers. She is going to put together, not only a top notch security detail for us, her line up of lovers to keep care of her and her harem.”

I continued saying, “I bet you are only saying that because of the overbearing asshole you used to serve. Oh, by the way, good luck finding a new master, yours just lost his franchise and everyone will know why. If you open your email along with your three friends, you will be able to read the whole story.”

She opened her email from her phone and read, she started to cry. “We will be outcasts.”

I told her, “You should have understood our charter before you dove into the type of debauchery your master was doing and you were helping him. I have written statements from the forty or so people who walked away from his organization. They are no longer his people and yet, they are all still listed on his list of members. Another huge taboo per our charter, anyone who wants to give up the collar may do so at any time and be allowed to walk away.”

She asked, “How do you keep members if they can leave any time they want for any reason they want?

I looked directly in her eyes, “In 26 years, I have never had anyone request to leave my organization for any reason other than they had to leave the area. I personally gave them the number of another Master or Mistress, whichever they wanted. That is how this organization has grown to be the largest of its kind in the world.”

I asked, “How many active members do you have remaining in your organization?

She replied, “We have nine.”

I asked, “And you have over 40 on your member list? Yet, you wonder how you can keep members without using fear and intimidation.”

She puffed up and asked, “How many names do you have on yours?”

I looked her in the eyes and said, “As of this morning, four. But, when I split up my organization to grieve my wife who passed away, there were over 100.”

She smiled and stated, “So you weren’t strong enough to hold it together after she passed, at least I know who the true master was in that organization.”

I replied to her saying, “I can see you are going to fit in quite well with some organization.”

She said, “Yeah, and wait until I make them my bitch to eat out my pussy on my whim.”

I laughed, “I believe you are talking about my number one. I would love to watch you try. You don’t know her very well, I see your master, or should I say past master did a good job of beating you down as the board just gave her, his job. Didn’t you understand what the vote was for, she is the new manager. There will be no more fear or intimidation in that office. And by the way the four of you who voted against her, have to interview for your jobs along with all the other applicants. In the hour since he was released into the custody of our finest, we have received over 100 applicants for eight positions, not just the four he was unable to fill. Good luck, I have reviewed the work the four of you accomplished and know you can’t even do your jobs. I would have fired you all a long time ago.”

I continued, “Wait until you apply for other positions in other companies and the only thing we can answer, by law, is whether you are available for rehire or not. You already know the answer to that question.”

I looked over the room and said, “Ok everyone, the board has approved you take the rest of the day off and I personally promise that Aimee will be at work tomorrow morning. I will not promise for how long she will stay. As of this morning she became one of the wealthiest women in the world. She may just turn in her resignation and hire her replacement.”