Their Deep Love Ch. 02

She took her coffee and went out to the deck she sat in her favorite chair pulled her knees to her tits and put her feet on the seat of the chair. She was careful because her heels were touching her ass and that was still sensitive. The trees swayed with the morning breeze and their leaves were aflame with color autumn was a beautiful time here. She sat thinking about many things her sister and her were very close, but she could not share with her the feelings she was having and explain why so much of her life has changed. She could not tell her about her world with him their whole relationship was so private so much theirs. She could not share him or their world with anyone. She found herself feeling more and more free than she had since childhood her every secret could be shared with him in their world his eyes never scorned or looked away.

She smell the smoke from the houses on the street that were burning wood in their stoves, most of the homes heated their houses this way. The smell had a homey feeling with it as if it comforted her too or reassured her she was home in many ways, many ways. She thought with a smile of last night how she was so sassy she thought gads it was like I almost had to hit him on the head with it her actions screamed "Pay attention to me Sir Spank me I am being a brat!" When he came home she was waiting to greet him sitting in one of his T-shirts naked except for that. She was sitting back on her heels knees spread with her hands palms up lying on her thighs. When Sir came in the room

He spoke to her "Well my treasure you look beautiful as always and I see you are as you should be. There is nothing better than when I come home to find my precious sub just as she should be.

You have pleased me and now stand my sweet." She stood Sir took her in his arms holding her tight one hand pressing into the small of her back and the he released her and took her face in his hands and kiss her with the Irish kiss and said those beautiful words with every kiss.

Sir then caressed her tits and ass and said "How is that beautiful cunt doing."

She smiled and replied "It is yours and it is wet for you see for yourself."

One of his hands slipped down to her cunt the lips were swelling filling with blood bringing more heat to the cunt and spreading the lips apart so he slipped two fingers inside she moaned because whenever Sir had any part of him inside her there was a thrill that ran through both of them the feeling of being so connected to each other something almost mystical. How could she explain this to anyone they would not understand and think she was just an oversexed whore, but there was the very problem the image of women had become so stamp on that if a woman had any feeling of submission towards her man she was scorned as a heretic of the new order.

This new order that talked of liberating women and instead limited them to a cookie cutter life be like they were or be scorned ridiculed ironically this liberation was more imprisoning than a jail cell. Not only did she know that she could not share this, her life with her sister or any of her friends. She really did not want to do it would be the same as telling them a recipe in mandarin they simply would not understand and she did not want to hear or think anything, but smile at how she pleased Sir and how she was pleased as well. She sipped her coffee and looked up into the sky and watched a hawk gliding in circles high above.

Then she stared out at the field she remembered having a conversation with Sir and he had said "Watching the tall grass in a field when the wind blows is like seeing ocean waves roll on and on."

She did not really see it until this peaceful reflective moment. Suddenly a thought about last night crossed her mind and she smiled as she drinks some more of her coffee. She remembered after the Irish kiss and the tender feel on his hand caressing and hi fingers penetrating he just stopped and ask about her day he listened to her and then volunteered a summary of his day.

Then everything went routinely to dinner and then she decided to make her move. Their conversation was light, but she mentioned that Saturday she wanted to get some plants for the flower bed.

Sir replied. "That sounds good we can work outside together on that."

She replied "Yea like that will happen." It was a particularly sarcastic remark. She knew one of their agreements was to not be sarcastic toward each other toward general events, but not towards each other sarcasm comes from two Greek words sarcus meaning flesh and casum meaning hole translating to put a hole in someone's flesh. She immediately saw the displeasure flash through his eyes and though she disliked being displeasing to him she wanted attention and she was determined to get it.

Sir said. "I always help you outside so you don't strand your back."

She responded "Well there is help and there is help." She delivered that with her best sarcastic tone and followed it with her most sarcastic look see had in her repertoire

He issued a warning. "You seem to be cruising for a bruising."

She thought she would get what she wanted with this next response.

She replied with sarcastic tone and all. "Well Sir, do you think you can do anything about it."

He sprung from his chair and had a tight hold on her wrist. She was jolted to her feet and she tried to keep up as he pulled her along to the bedroom almost like one motion he sat on the bed pulled her over his knee.

He said. "You need this I think you are getting the idea that because you have great skills as my whore. That will allow you to be disrespectful."

It began she did not even noticed that he picked up the punishment paddle while he was pulling her to the bedroom when it was a pleasure spanking he used his hand. Even so she knew it with the first spank.

She automatically responded. "OUCH GOD I am sorry Sir!"

The paddle stuck again and again. She cried and screamed. "You better stop I am going to hit with a baseball bat in your sleep."

The spanks only increased and her ass felt like it was on fire. Sir said. "Maybe next time you think about this before being disrespectful."

Her endurance was gone she very quietly said. "Please forgive me Sir I cannot take anymore."

He let her up and cuddled her on his lap and said. "I do forgive, but your punishment is not finished."

She whimpered. "Oh Sir I just wanted your attention I have been wanting you all day, please do not spank me anymore. You know I am your whore and you told me I pleased you."

She did need to adjust to that title as most women she was raised to have a very negative connotation of the words Whore and Slut, But as Sir told words are what we want them to mean. Whore and Slut are terms that describe a woman who is either oversexed or very good at sex because of her desire for it or enthusiasm for it. Sir went on explaining that the difference that makes it a bad thing is which are you? An everybody's or a somebody's. She felt good about it after that because he was complimenting her skill and sexiness.

She had no reason to doubt him, So when he said it she automatically translated it in her mind to you are the sexiness and best woman I have ever been with in my life. She knew it was true because she was determined to be and she felt an essential part of the relationship was that she drop any and all walls to him. She made sure she completely gave herself to him because she never wanted to be concerned about that tempting him.

Men seek many different things in a woman they want a friend, a romantic lover, a caregiver, and they want a total whore, so she was going to be all of them it really was all part of her she just let him see all of those women in her. She was happy that she satisfied his needs she did not want to share him ever she was his and Sir was her Sir.

He said. "I have been much occupied recently and I have not been doing my duties towards you. However you still need to be punished more you were very disrespectful."

Then he stood up and got out of their cabinet some rope he pointed to the bed she got on it right away he started at her ankle then bringing it to the back of her thigh then he wrapped and wrapped until that entire piece of rope was used. He did the same to her other leg and then tied then to the bedposts at the foot of the back so she was completely vulnerable her legs spread wide apart. Then he tied her hands and stretched them over her head and tied them to the headboard. He then smiled went to their cabinet again and got a powerful vibrator he plugged it in and turned it on it hummed very loudly. He also go a dildo from the cabinet. It all started so sweetly him kissing her and then sucking on her tits then down to her thighs with his tongue making in many patterns each one missing her cunt. She was becoming aroused she had never been tied this way before and since it was new to her she felt excited by it. So after this he started to use the vibrator on her everywhere from her tits to the lips of her cunt and even touched her anally sending chills and little electric shocks through her body, but just as she felt the building of an orgasm he took it away.

Damn she thought he is the biggest tease I have ever known, but because he teases me it builds the best most lost control orgasms ever.

Then he said. "Are you my sub and my whore or not?"

She was breathing heavily and said. "Yes Sir I want to be your sub. I am your whore I gave you all of me."

As she listened to herself she remembered how this would have felt humiliating in her past, but she had no such prideful distinctions anymore. When he would have her masturbate for him it was something he specified from the beginning whenever he wanted her to masturbate she would in front of him. This was very personal and would make any woman feel extremely vulnerable. He understood and that was one of the reasons he wanted her to understand this would be required, because it was her giving her to him and because it is so personal all her other walls seemed to crumble. Yes this is a lifestyle that is very sexual, but because of this that is why the relationship that develops is so much deeper and closer between them. Her pride of the past was replaced now she was proud of how proud he was that she was his. She was proud she knew she was his and because she gave herself so unselfishly it bond them and he gave back just as openly letting down all his walls too.

He smiled and replied to her. "I am so proud of you my sweet precious whore, but you must be punished."

Then he slipped his two middle fingers inside her and worked them in and out she was so wet she had lubricated herself with her own juices. Then he touched her nipples with the vibrator and slowly drew it down her body to her cunt.

She asked. "Sir please may I cum I need to, I want to cum very hard for you."

He replied by taking the vibrator away and gently stroking her forehead kissing her and saying. "Well my most precious of all if you have really learned your lesson when you need my attention do not provoke and disrespect me. Just ask me."

His mouth was on her's when she said. "Yes sir I have learned my lesson not to disrespect you and provoke you may I cum for you sir?"

He answered again by starting his fingers fucking her again and putting the vibrator on her cunt again. He kissed her very passionately and said. "Well my whore if you have learned your lesson you may cum hard for me."

She was panting her hair was stuck to her forward with sweat she felt the muscles in her cunt contracting. He pulled his fingers out she squited her orgasm rolled through her body like a tidal wave. Completely washing over her muscles twitched spam and endorphins wash through her.

She screamed out. Yes fuck yes I am your fucking whore I want to give everything to you Sir."

When her muscles stopped twitching and stopped their spasms. She started to relax he put the vibrator back on her cunt. She tried to pull away she tried to close her legs, but she could do nothing the sensitivity she felt was almost painful. Slowly the sensitivity that felt almost painful disappeared and slowly became sweeter more pleasurable. Was she? Yes she was building and going to cum again.

She said. "Sir you are going to make me cum again oh Sir I will cum even harder for you this time."

He said. "Yes my sweet slut cum for me cum hard for me."

She could barely believe it, but her orgasm was back stronger than the last. She cried out. "OH Sir yes fuck yes I am your slut I am going to cum so hard for you Sir."

Again her body was out of her control she had some many powerful sensations at the same time she could not completely take it all in. When she finished she looked at him she saw the smile and was filled with pride.

He said to her. "Oh my baby you did so well you are the best I have ever known in my life. Every time you tell me your are mine every time you cum for me it is an act of love and I want you always."

He released her hands and arms slowly untied her legs and picked her up from the bed kissed her. HE was so gentle.

Then she said. "Aren't you going to take please I want you to Sir."

He set her back down on the bed and she got into one of his favorite positions on all fours and then rocking back to the position where her tits laid on her knees. This way she let herself be physically vulnerable she was giving herself to him. He smiled again with pride in her and caring.

Then he said. "That is good sub very good, but I want to kiss you while I am in you she rolled over so happy because he wanted to kiss her and watch her while she was in ecstasy, she naturally learned that he would want her legs high and spread and then he would put his shoulders against the calf's of her legs and he entered her this position caused her hips to roll up to meet him. He started and he kissed her slowly at first on her lips her neck her cheeks. The kisses came more rapidly and with more passion her orgasm was building, but it was different so connected to her feelings she held him tightly and he tightened a already strong hug around her. It went on and on finally they came and he kissed her told her how well she did and when he was on his back she went to his cock and took him in her mouth sucking and drinking it all in their combined juices was satisfying as some how restating what they just did and that she pleased him so when she finished he got up and went to the bathroom. He started the water for a bath.

When he came back to her he said my sweet baby we are going to take a bath together and I will wash your back and you can wash mine. After the bath while she was drying herself off he picked her up carried her to bed and so gently put her in the bed and laid down next to her. She was reliving it all in her mind so peacefully on her favorite chair smelling all the scents of autumn and thinking that she could never explain it to anyone because it was hers and his alone. There was something solemn and sacred about it it was theirs and no one else's ever.

She smiled and thought why would I even want to explain it to anyone. I am happy and I am his only his. He is all mine and I will always give him all of me from the romantic lover to the hot wild whore and always we are something together we could not ever be alone.

Most of all she knew her submission whether some action or sexual was really about saying to Sir I am yours and expressing love on the most committed and beautiful level.