My Tales as a Submissive to a Master Part 1

I wake in the morning, bright eyed and bushy tailed. The sun is coming in through the window and cascading softly against the bed. The weather report said it was going to be in the mid-eighties today and not a cloud in the sky. It was the perfect today to go for a run. The alarm hasn’t gone off yet, so Derek is still snoring softly beside me. I quietly get up, switch the alarm off and get ready in my running clothes. Since it was going to be so warm today, I decided to wear just a sports bra and running shorts. I put my hair in a long pony tail, brushed my teeth and I was about to walk out the door. Before I go, I give Derek a quick soft kiss on the cheek and leave a quick note that I’ll be home soon.

I get out the door and it’s still a little brisk this early in the morning. My nipples are poking through my sports bra like two little diamonds. I do a quick warm up, a few stretches and I’m off. On my run I see a few people out early as well. An elderly couple on their porch enjoying a cup of coffee, the mail man on his early route, and a construction worker getting ready for the day ahead. Of course, the construction worker whistled at me as I went by. I ignored him and just kept up my pace. My run wasn’t too long, just up the hill, around the park, a quick cut through the woods, down a hill and back to my house. I’m sweating like a beast when I get back though.

When I get in the door, I can hear Derek in the kitchen cooking breakfast. I call to him and tell him that I’m going up and taking a quick shower, that I would be right back down. He yells back that he would throw something on for me so it would be ready when I got out. While I was taking a shower, I thought fondly about our relationship. We’ve been together for about 6 years now. We were high school sweethearts. Typical, I know. But I’ve known since freshman year that we were going to get married, that he was the one for me. We didn’t start dating until our junior year of high school however. He took me to our junior prom and it’s been like a fairy tale ever since. We bought our house together last year and we’re still moving some things in. We’re very open in our relationship and there are no secrets between the two of us. We are the best of friends and best of lovers.

The shower is starting to run cold, so I hope out and wrap a towel around my body. I check my face in the and body in the mirror for any imperfections. Besides the birth mark over my right breast, everything appears to be in order. I opt to go eat breakfast in my towel as I’m not quite ready to get dressed yet. I walk into the kitchen to sight of Derek in just a pair of shorts and nothing else. He is standing at sink washing a pan and his back is to me. I take the time to notice the soft curve of the muscles on his back. He’s fit but not overtly so. He is just perfect for me.

I walk up behind him and wrap my arms around his waist and chest. He goes stiff for a second because he didn’t hear me come up behind him, but he relaxes and leans back into me. He wraps his arms around my own. He brings my right hand up to his mouth and gives it a soft kiss.

He then lets me go, spins around while still in my arms to look at me. Derek is a tall 5’11 and I’m only a short 5’2. Because of the height difference, he has to lean down to give me a soft but deep kiss on the lips. This is what I can say about our relationship. Even after 6 years of dating, he still kisses me like it’s the first time and may be the last time, every time. He pulls away and notices for the first time that I’m still in my towel. I watch his eyes trail down my body all the way to my toes and back up slowly. I know he’s enjoying the sight, especially when he gets back to my breasts that are just sticking out of the top of my towel. I also notice for the first time that my nipples are hard again and are straining hard against the clothe. He gives me a knowing smile, licks his lips and gives me another quick kiss before letting me go all together and walking to the table with our food. He’s made grilled chicken with scrambled eggs and Italian toast. My absolute favorite breakfast.

“How was your run babe,” he asks. “Did anyone whistle again at you”?

“Yeah, it was that construction worker again over on Granite Ave. I didn’t think he’d be out this early, but I swear. He gets there earlier and earlier every day just waiting for me”.

Derek laughs a quick chuckle and asks if I want him to rough the guy up a little. Let him know that I’m taken. I chuckle back at him and tell him that it isn’t necessary. At least not yet, but give me another week and I might just change my mind.

“What are your plans for the day beautiful”, he asks me.

“I just have to run a quick few errands, but I have the day off from work. What about you? Any big plans for the day,” I ask him in return.

“Well, let me ask you a question. How would you feel about trying something new in bed tonight? Cause I have something new I would like to try, so my plans for the day depend on your answer”.

I tell him that I’m always willing to try something new with him.

“Well if that’s the case, get dressed really nice tonight. Make sure you wear a dress though. I’ll make reservations for dinner tonight somewhere cozy. I have to go out today and pick up a few things in preparation for tonight that I think you’ll like”.

“Okay, I can do that. Where are we going tonight?”

“I can’t tell you that, my love. It’s a surprise”

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We spend the rest of breakfast talking about our day. Where I am going for my errands. What we are doing tomorrow and such. We clean up from breakfast and we each go to get ready. We head upstairs to the bedroom and as I’m walking through the living room with the big bay window, Derek pulls my towel from me and leaves me butt naked for anyone and everyone to see. I quickly turn to him and try to get my towel back before anyone can see me naked. The curtains on this window aren’t drawn so anyone walking by can see me naked if they look in.

I’m fighting with him to get the towel back and my tits are bouncing around everywhere without a bra to hold them in place. I am regretting the decision to wear only a towel now. Since it’s now later in the morning, a lot more people are out walking the streets trying to get to their own destinations for the day. Derek tells me that I can have the towel back if I give him a good kiss. So, I stop fighting him and get close for a kiss. He bends down slightly so I can reach his face. He swings his arms around my back and grabs both butt cheeks in his hands and gives them each a nice tight squeeze. I moan softly against his lips. He brings one hand around and gently squeezes my right breast and pinches my yet again hardened nipple. I moan again. He pulls away and gives me my towel back. As I’m putting it on he turns me around to face the window.

As I look up, I see the mailman from earlier on my jog looking right in the window at my naked body. His eyes are drawn straight to my naked, shaved pussy. I’m frozen for a second as I see his eyes run up and down my body. As I’m staring at him and he’s staring at me, Derek reaches from behind me and grabs one breast with his left hand, and reaches between my legs to my pussy with his right hand. He sticks his hand between my lips and quickly plays with my clit and pinches my nipple all at the same time. I shut my eyes at the pleasure and quickly forget all about the man still staring in and watching the whole thing. My pussy quickly gets sopping wet from all the pleasure. Derek reaches his right hand a little lower and maneuvers a finger into my wet hole. I moan softly at the feeling. He moves it in and out at a good pace. Without my noticing, he lets go of my left breast and reaches into his pocket. He quickly pulls out a black bandana and manages to tie it around my eyes before I can get a word out to protest.

Because he needed two hands to tie it around my face, my pussy was now empty, and I could think clearly for a second. The bastard had planned this all along.