Submissive Squared Ch. 04

"Thank You Master."

As he put his now flaccid cock away I felt a loss but that taste of Him lingered in my mouth and throat and I knew His seed was filling my belly. He bent over and kissed my head as He left. I stayed in position till the door closed then cleaned the table and kitchen. I know He told me He had a service for that but I wanted to feel like I was serving Him.

It was early and I felt fabulous. I had not cum without cause like last night, I had learned how different masturbation could be and I had been gifted with Master's cock and allowed to swallow His seed. I would spend some additional time tonight with the dildo I was determined to hold that inside me until I elected to let it go. When that day came where I earned Master's cock in my pussy, I wanted Master to want to put His cock in me again and again and not be disappointed. I would strengthen my cunt and I would squeeze every ounce of His cum from His cock. Kitten wanted all the cream she could get.

The next day I requested Sir's help in selecting an attorney to begin the process of ending my marriage. I knew I would need to have at least one final meeting with Brian I was not so cruel as to have him learn of my decision via an official serving of papers. I guess I should have felt some remorse for the lost opportunity with Brian, but he was the one who left the marriage, I was merely the one to put the ribbon on the package. I'd reviewed the detective's findings more closely wanting to know everything. I needed to absorb the hurt, needed to know the full story even thought the summary was sufficient to cause my actions. Maybe it was the new submissive me, but I wanted to take that abuse Brian had inflicted with each of his affairs and use it to strengthen my resolve with Master.

At the end of the day, having read and reread the detective's report so often that I could recite most of the various girls names I stepped to His desk and waited.

"Yes Kitten?

"Sir, I would like to go home this evening to confront Brian about the information in the report and tell him my thoughts and where I intend to go. I do not know how long it will take, Sir. I do not even know if he will be there. Your Kitten needs to free herself if she is to fully commit to You, Sir. It is Kitten's desire to do so, but this situation, my marriage, intrudes in some ways from Kitten's ability to be the complete and committed submissive she wants to be, Sir."

"Kitten, the attorney's are preparing the paper for divorce as you asked. I do understand and appreciate your needs and yes, of course you may go. I will see you in the morning and remember, if for any reason you need me, you have my number on your corporate phone."

"Thank you Sir."

I took a copy of the report with me knowing that Brian would deny anything I told him. I knew the photos and comments in the report would be necessary for me to get him to explain and I needed to know why I was so unsatisfactory to him. That walk to the car was different then the past nights when I was on my way to the apartment preparing for Master. I felt the ground pound my feet and my pussy was calm and dry as I drove the familiar roads to my home. Strangely I was not nervous as I approached the home I knew would most likely no longer be my home. Seeing Brian's car in the driveway caused a bit of concern or apprehension but I remained calm. I palmed my keys and the report but left my purse in the car as I went to and then into my home to find Brian as I'd last seen him. Slouched in his favorite chair, beer in one hand the other on the TV remote, Sports Center on. I looked at him as he noticed me and said

"I see my slut is finally back from her trip. I thought my slut knew to be naked in my presence, has her mind forgotten her place?"

How I wanted to turn and leave the house and his miserable life and run to Master. I didn't because I had a mission I wanted to accomplish and running wasn't going to get me past this. Instead I leaned over and took the remote and turned off the TV, then tossed it to the couch, out of his reach. Then I said as I tossed the manila envelope into his lap.

"Why? Why Brian?"

"Why what slut. I see you're still dressed, didn't I tell you to get naked?"

"Amanda, Kathleen, Shirley, Amy, Barbara, Sandy, Ellen, Valerie. Need I continue or do you get the drift Brian. Why?"

"I told you slut get naked or I'll punish you even more now. I do not need any other names for you. Slut is your name. Now do as I say!"

Was he that dense or did he think that little of me. I'd only mentioned the most recent of his paramours, surely he knew who they were.

"Open the fucking envelope Brian and tell me why."

I was angry but I felt as if I was begging and I needed to be strong.

"Open it and look at the content you pig, then tell me why?"

He looked at the envelope and then tossed it on the floor as he stood and came towards me. He grabbed my arms and threw me to the couch, my skirt flipping up and exposing my naked ass. He quickly pinned me to the couch as he freed his cock. I was unable to move as he rammed his hard cock into me and fucked me with brutal dispassion. I struggled to escape the punishing impalement of his cock as tears flowed from my eyes. The pain of his thrusts into my dry pussy was excruciating. He began to yell in my face.

"Because I could you stupid slut. Why should I ignore those women who came on to me? You were and are a miserable fuck."

I cringed at every word and through the pain I saw the true Brain. A drunk a cheat and a man no sane women would ever want to be with more then once. I wondered how the thirty odd women in the file ever thought he was worth it. Fortunately even in his rage Brian was still the 'two minute' man and as his cock spewed in my cunt I knew it was over. The rape the marriage and my own miscalculated belief that I was the problem were no longer an issue for me. He was spent and drunk and I pushed his sorry ass to the floor and went to the bathroom to wipe his cum from me. I saw blood and knew he'd torn my vagina with his brutal fuck and I puked in the sink and left it there for him to deal with. I grabbed a few of the things that had meaning to me things I treasured the most and returned to the den where Brian remained sprawled on the floor. I reached down and grabbed the envelope he'd so casually discarded and sat at the table to write on it.

Brian

Some day you'll open this and I am sure you'll most likely take pleasure in the photos or yourself and those sluts you fucked. I want you to know it's over for our marriage or I should say my marriage, as you never really were a part of it. You'll receive the divorce papers in due time and your girl friends will each get a copy of the enclosed. Someone will come for my things and it would be better for you if they were not ruined in any way. I gave you every chance, I even submitted to your fantasy but I know now it was just another lie from you. You made me believe that I was unworthy, that I was somehow not enough but now I know that it is you who has nothing to offer but two minutes or less in the sack. If you fight the divorce then you will get to see me once more, in court along with any or all of your conquests. I'd suggest you go quietly. Raping me tonight sealed off any possibility that I might have entertained to repair this relationship. Perhaps one day you will grow up, though I doubt it. Good-bye!

Someone else's Kitten

I know I should not have signed the note that way but if anything that night I ceased being Mrs. Ellis and became Kitten. I knew I had a long way to go with Master but now, with the baggage of Brian in the trash heap I was finally free to submit to the Master I loved.

The drive to the apartment was hard my pussy was causing me a good deal of pain, but knowing the safety and love that was in that apartment kept me going. I stumbled through the door, unaware that I was dropping blood along the carpet as I stood waiting for the elevator. I did not see the security guard pick up the phone as I stepped into the elevator and once I was in the apartment I made into the couch and collapsed. I stayed there thinking about the events I had just experienced and the tears flooded my eyes and I cried. I cried for the pain between my legs, I cried for the loss of my marriage, I cried that I let Brian take me, but mostly I cried at all that I had lost and the thought that I might lose if Master found out that I allowed Brain to fuck me.

I was sobbing so hard that I did not hear the commotion coming through the door and when someone touched my shoulder I cringed. I screamed.

"No stop, don't touch me!"

Then I felt a pinch in my arm and slowly my world went black. Sometime later I felt the comfort of being in my bed and when I eventually opened my eyes Master was sitting in a chair pulled close, His eyes closed and I heard Him softly snoring. I looked about and realized I was in my bed in the apartment. I tried to move but realized my hand was being held in Master's and my movement brought Him awake.

"Kitten, how are you feeling?"

"Sir, I feel rested and a little sore. I'm sorry I was not in position to receive you Sir."

I saw Him shake His head at me and say.

"Kitten, when I got here last night you were hysterical. You were bleeding and in a good deal of pain. When I tried to hold you, you screamed and fought me. The doctor I brought in with me sedated you. Then he saw to your wounds, do you recall what happened to you?

I closed my eyes and felt the tears welling up inside me as I did recall all too vividly what had happened to me. I opened my tear filled eyes and looked at Master and said.

"Sir! Kitten is sorry for what she allowed to happen to her. Kitten tried to stop it, but she could not Sir. Please forgive me. Sir!"

I stared at Him as my tears streamed down my cheeks and when Master wiped them away and kissed my cheeks I sobbed aloud.

"Kitten? Kitten! Listen to me. You have nothing to apologize for. From what the Doctor tells me you were brutally taken and you were torn up inside and while you will heal physically I need you to accept that you were not at fault. I assume it was Brian who did this to you and there was enough of his sperm inside your torn vagina for positive proof. I can not let you believe for one more minute that this was your fault."

I could not stop crying nor could I let go of Master's hand. The clarity of the previous night at least to the point where I entered the building helped me to see that Master was right. There was no way short of not going to see Brain that I could have changed the results. Yet, I felt so much shame still. I looked at Master.

"Sir, I understand but I feel so ashamed right now. I should have known better. I should have..."

"NO! You did what was right you went to tell Brian what you knew. You went with the intention of finding out why he did what he did to you. I know you felt that his actions, his cheating were because of some imagined inadequacies of yours. I know it bothered you, and held you back emotionally from being the woman you knew you could be. No, the intentions you had were admirable and I respect you for what you hoped to do. If I had any inclination that he would do what he did, I would have stopped you."

He handed me a pill and a glass of water then continued.

"WE will deal with the future together Kitten. You are mine and nothing will alter that unless you choose to. As long as you wear my symbol, I will be your Master and I will protect you. Now take this medicine you need a lot of rest. Someone will be with you constantly while you recover."

"Thank you Master."

I took the pill and the water. I would obey this man without question I put my life in His hands completely at that moment and prayed He would never let go. I felt drowsy and mumbled.

"Thank you Master. Kitten will never stop loving to service you, Kitten loves..."

Sleep hit me before I could tell Him I loved Him. The next few days were a blur as I slept a lot. I do know that I was never alone, that Master or Allison and even Brenda from the spa were always there to care for me. The pain between my legs ebbed the wounds inside me healed and soon I felt physically normal and wanted to return to work. Master refused to allow that until the Doctor cleared me. The morning I prepared to return to work I stepped from the shower and looked into the mirror as I dried off, staring at my body and fingering my charm as it dangled just above my perky tits I shouted to the bathroom walls.

"I am Kitten."

(To be continued)