Chapter 10

Because jewel was on her period, she asked if we could reschedule her overnight stay for the following weekend. “I would love to sleep with you, Master, but I don’t want to get your bed all messy,” she said.

We were both a little disappointed that we wouldn’t be spending the weekend together. jewel had been so excited at the idea of sleeping over. But these things do and will happen, and so I tried to make the best of it, for both our sakes.

“It’s okay, slut, we will just have that much more fun next weekend. I assume your little visitor will be gone by then?”

“Yes, Master, she only comes for short visits ... about three to five days usually. And even if she is still here, I want to play – if that’s okay with you, Master.”

“It’s nothing that a little soap and water can’t take care of, my slut. If you are up to it and it won’t hurt you, then we can plan on a full docket next weekend.”

“Oh, I want that so very much, Master! I had a wonderful time today Master, despite the limitations. I can’t wait until we can play unhampered!”

“In the meantime, I have a task for you ... homework, you might say.”

“Homework, Master?”

“Yes, this is a butt plug. It is a beginner size. I don’t think I have to tell you what to do with it. I want you to wear this every night so your ass gets used to being opened up. Once you have –pardon the pun – mastered this one, we will move up in size a bit. And I want you to be wearing it when you come over next weekend too ... I want to see how you are sizing to it,” I said. I handed her the butt plug and a new tube of K-Y lube as well.

“Yes, Master. I will wear your plug at night and dream it’s you in my ass instead!”

“Well I hope ‘I’ give you sweet dreams then!” I said.

She pulled me into a passionate kiss, “No worries about that, Master!” She put the plug and the lube in her purse and I took her home.

The next weekend came ... not soon enough for either of us, but it came. Early Saturday morning, I got up and got myself ready for a day of fun and sexual adventures. jewel had told me that whether her “friend” was gone or not, she wanted to play.

So I made sure the waterproof mattress pad was on the guest bed and there was a good supply of fresh sheets. I also made sure I had plenty of cleaning wipes for the toys as well as a good supply of fresh towels for showering after.

With everything in readiness, I made myself a pot of coffee and poured a cup to sit and wait for my guest.

jewel was nothing if not prompt. She normally rode the bus to get to my house. This gave me a chance to get things ready for her. Plus I wasn’t sure what time she got up and what her routine was for getting ready to come over. At the end of our time together I took her home – we didn’t like to say goodbye and it was usually late when we finally had to. The busses only run until 10:00 pm and we are rarely finished by then.

Besides, at that hour I wouldn’t want her riding the bus anyway. Mt. Pleasant, NC may not be the “Crime Capital of the United States”, but it’s still not a good idea for a woman to be out late by herself. And jewel had extenuating circumstances that made that even worse.

About 10:00 am, I heard the knock I was expecting. I opened the door and there she stood in all her caramel-colored beauty.

But instead of the shy, head lowered, “Hello, Master.” greeting I was used to, jewel stepped forward her arms held outstretched to me.

“Oh Master, please, please just hold me!” she said, throwing her arms around my neck.

“What is it, jewel? What’s wrong?” I asked concerned.

“Nothing, Master, I just really missed you. Everything is fine now,” she said, her head buried in my chest. I put my arms around her, pushing the door shut in the process, and held her tight for several minutes until she felt better. Then taking her by the hand, I walked with her to the sofa and sat down pulling her into my lap the way she liked sitting, straddling me and facing me.

“Now that you feel better, why don’t you explain this very warm hello. Why did you miss me so much this week?” I asked.

“Oh, it’s been such a crappy week, Master. Work has been terrible – first, they cut our already meager budget ... you know disability advocates don’t make a pile of money as it is. And because our budget has been slashed, they had to let some of the employees go. I’m not one of them, fortunately ... I’ve been there longer than most others. But that just adds to the workload for the rest of us.”

“I’m sorry jewel, that you’ve had such a tough week. But the weekend is here and so are you. So let’s forget about work and just concentrate on here and now.”

“Master it isn’t just this week. It’s been every week. Oh, it’s so hard to let you go Master ... every weekend I come here and have such a wonderful time with you and then I leave and have to go back to my regular life ... my ‘vanilla’ life as you call it.

“Here I feel like I belong – like this is what I was made for, this is who I really am. And out there ... well, I just do a job and take up space. Out there is what I do to pass the time until I can be here again.

“And you, Master ... how can I even begin to tell you how much you mean to me. You took me from my pitiful existence and gave me a chance to grab the Golden Ring ... a chance to be what I always wanted to be, what I dreamed of being. You were the only one willing to look past my shortcomings and let me show you what I could do.

“But even that wasn’t enough. You did even more for me...” she said, continuing her speech.

“More? What more did I do?”

“Master, can I talk to you ... as Jonathan and Eve?”

When she asked that, I knew this was important. “Yes, go ahead Eve. What is it?” I asked.

“Jonathan we have been seeing each other for over a month now and I know that’s not a lot of time really, but we have had such wonderful times and amazing sex. And through it all, you haven’t once treated me as if I was blind. Oh, you have walked me to the ladies’ room when we went to the restaurant but other than that, you haven’t treated me any different than I think you would any other woman. And I can’t tell you how much that means to me.

“All my other boyfriends and dates always treated me like I was made of spun glass and would break if I bumped into anything. They coddled me and practically carried me everywhere. It was smothering, to be honest. But you haven’t done that one time. With you, I feel ... like an adult and not like some child that needs a babysitter all the time. With you, I feel like I am a woman and I can contribute. Like I have value and worth.

“Jonathan I want to thank you for treating me as an equal. I know that I am your submissive and you are Master, but you still make me feel like an equal. You listen to my feelings and opinions and take them into account when you make your decisions.

“You are really a very special and very wonderful man and I am glad I went to that munch and saw you. I’m glad I looked you up and I am so very glad that you decided to give me a chance at becoming your submissive. I am honored and privileged beyond description to be your slut and I will never be able to thank you enough for showing me that I can indeed be of value to a Master such as yourself. I was never given much of a chance to be useful ... well, except at work. But I only have that job because I am disabled,” she said.

“Eve, you are NOT disabled and I don’t want you using that term around me again. You may not be able to see, but you are FAR from disabled. You can do anything anyone else can do, you just have to do it a different way.

“Beethoven was deaf and yet he composed music. Ray Charles and Stevie Wonder are both blind and they play the piano. Franklin Roosevelt was crippled by polio and yet he was President of the United States. And Helen Keller was the first blind and deaf person to earn a college degree. Just because you have a physical impairment does not make you disabled. Only you can make you disabled. When you quit trying, you become disabled. And you haven’t quit trying. I won’t let you quit trying.

“As for me showing you that you have value, you are wrong on that account too. You showed ME you have value by showing me you can do this ... you can serve as good as anyone I have ever had.

“I am not so special my little one, I just gave you a chance to show me your stuff. You are the one who is special here ... you have overcome adversity to become what you always wanted to be despite the difficulties. You met the challenge head-on and defeated it. You make me proud –proud to be your Master and proud to have you by my side.”

“Oh, Jonathan ... I think I’m gonna cry!” she said. I saw her lip tremble and I took my girl in my arms holding her and kissing her. Then I took her hand again and began leading her down the hallway.

“What are you doing? Where are we going?” she asked.

We got to the bedroom door. “When we go inside this bedroom, it’s not as Master and submissive. I don’t want to fuck you or take you or own you. I already do all that. No, this time I want to make love to you,” I said.

My statement caught her off guard for a moment. She stood there facing me as if she was processing what I just said. Then I saw her smile and I knew she understood. I opened the door and we stepped inside the bedroom. I walked her over to the bed then I sat down on it pulling her in front of me.