Summer Slave Ch. 10 & Epilogue

"Easier this time?"

She nodded again.

I took the reins in my hand and slowly waded across the stream. She followed, with cautious steps, tormented and happy.

It was near dark when we reached the car. Though the path back was uphill, he had a much easier time than on the way down, relieved of the weight of wine, food and ice. I released her from her pony harness and dropped the knapsack and cooler into the back seat.

I removed the blinders last, giving her a glimpse of the field and forest in the last of the fading twilight. She stood beside our car, naked except for the leather collar she had worn most of the day. I handed her shorts and bikini top to her before I reached out to unbuckle the collar. ì

"Master, please. . . ."

"What, slut?"

"Please, Master, don't take off my collar."

"If it means that much to you. . ."

"It does, Master. I want to be your collared slut. . .always.

"Then give me those." I reached out my hand. For a moment, she didn't move, not realizing what I wanted. Then, she reluctantly gave me the shorts and top. I tossed them in the back seat, next to the cooler.

I opened the car door and said, "Get in."

"Like this?"

"Yes. My collar is all you need to wear."

"Yes, Master." Her smile was radiant, lighting the summer night. "But if we're stopped?"

"That will be a problem."

She shook her head slowly and stepped into the car. I waited for her to position herself, with hands behind her back and legs wide apart, before swinging the door shut. Our headlights reflected back a circle of the night's eyes as I swung the car around and headed down the mountain.

Epilogue

I carried the knapsack and cooler from our car up to the apartment. She padded behind me, naked under the tablecloth I draped over her shoulders.

We were both exhausted from the day's adventure, but not so exhausted that she didn't insist on being put into her "uniform" before we collapsed into bed. So we slept, nested together like spoons, she collared, with her wrists and ankles chained a foot apart. ¨

She woke me early Monday morning, as instructed, with her tongue. She licked and sucked me slowly and gently, then hard and deep, until I cam in the back of her throat.

She fed me a quick breakfast in bed. She sent me to the door at a quarter to six, with my bag, which she had packed without my knowing.

"Good bye, slave. I'll see you Friday," I said as I turned to the door.

"Good bye, Master," she replied, folding herself face down on the floor. I crouched down at her side, took her face in my hands and lifted it up to mine. We kissed long and deep.

I broke away, picked up my bag and opened the door without another word. Looking back before closing the door behind me, I saw her chained hands, palms flat on the floor at each side of her head where she knelt in perfect submission.

I called her before I left the office on the next Friday afternoon.

"Hello," she answered.

"Hello, slut."

"Oh, Master, I'm so glad you called. How are you? When do you think you'll get here?"

"I'm fine, I've had a good week. I'll be leaving in just a few minutes. I'll probably get there about seven fifteen again. Are you ready?"

"Yes, Master, I can't wait."

"Good. What are you wearing?"

"Nothing, Master, as you directed."

"Nothing?"

"Just the collar, Master. And my "uniform." I've been wearing it all week, except when I go out."

"I didn't require that."

"No, master, but it just feels right. I wish I never had to take them off."

I chuckled into the telephone. "Okay, then. You'll have dinner ready when I get there?"

"Of course, Master, I've already started it." She paused, somehow letting me know she had more to say. "Master?"

"Yes, slut."

"Can I wear my tail till you get here?"

I chuckled again, shaking my head. "Yes, if it'll make you happy. And the ring gag too."

"Oh, thank you, Master." She sounded absolutely buoyant.

"Bye now. See you in a couple hours."

"Bye, Master. I love you."

"I love you too, slut." Click.

THE END