True Confessions of a Real Slave Part 2

This is a continuation of True Confessions of a Real Slave Part 1. As I said then not everything I write will be filled with sex scene after sex scene. There is so much more to a D/s M/s relationship then just sex. There is a lot of learning about each other before a lot of that happens. It does happen….just keep reading to find out. 😉

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I was awoke by the sun shining through the curtains of my bedroom. I couldn’t remember the last time I had slept in, nor could I remember the last time I had slept all night without waking up. I rolled over expecting to see John next to me, but I was surprised to find he was gone. Maybe he didn’t enjoy last night as much as I thought, or as much as I did? Did he mean what he said to me last night before we both fell asleep? I stood up to walk towards the bathroom, and I saw my discarded panties from last night on the dresser with a note attached to them. The note read:

Sami,

Thank you for last night. I made plans with your Dad last night to meet this morning for a round of golf; otherwise I would still be in bed with you. We need to talk. I’m going to come over this afternoon at 2pm. Please be there.

John

He’s coming back today?!? I had made plans with my sister for this afternoon, so the first thing I did was call her and cancel. As usual her curiosity was on over drive and she wanted to know why. I had to think fast and come up with an excuse. I’m not sure that she believed me, but it’ll do for now. The rest of the morning and early afternoon was spent cleaning my house, and doing some yard work. I slipped into the bathtub around 1pm. I needed some time to relax and think about John, and everything that happened last night. Just thinking about sucking his cock in my Dad’s bedroom made me blush. Thinking back on that I am positive the door to my Dad’s bedroom was open, and I didn’t once think about that last night. Anyone could have walked by and saw it. I pray that nobody did, but it’s too late to do anything about it now.

By 2pm, I was freshly dressed, my hair was done…and I was sitting on my couch in the living room waiting for John. He arrived just a few minutes after 2pm. I watched him walk up to the house, and I kept thinking how attractive he was. Even though he is the same age as my Dad, the age difference didn’t bother me in the least. In all honesty, I’ve always been attracted to older men. I opened the door for John as he was just about ready to knock.

“Good morning, Sami” he said with a huge smile on his face. His smile was a little contagious and I could feel myself starting to smile. You know one of those smiles that you think is too much, but you can’t control it.
“Hi John, please come in.”
“I’m guessing you found my note? I thought maybe you would look for your panties when you woke up, so I figured you would find it.” he laughed. I laughed back shaking my head that yes indeed I did find the note.
“Come let’s sit and talk,” he motioned for me to join him on the couch.

“Tell me how you’re feeling about last night.”
“I feel good about it John. I was a little embarrassed about it when I was thinking about everything earlier today, because yesterday I did things that I don’t normally do.
“Like what?”
“I don’t normally suck a cock of someone that just walks up to where I’m sitting. I don’t normally take my clothes off outside. I don’t normally fuck someone that I just met.”
“Why did you do those things last night then?” John asked.
“Honestly I don’t know.”
“Sami you do know. I just need you to tell me.”
I knew he was referring to my breakdown when I all but admitted that I was a submissive. “I don’t want you to think different of me.”
“Sami you can trust me.