Dimensional Switch [Kurioustoohear and Secretwriter]
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				Title: <strong>Dimensional Switch [Kurioustoohear and Secretwriter]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>16-04-2010, 06:36:34</strong>
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				Catrina rolled over in her happy and snuggly bed, her weight shifting as her arm reached for the hard and warm form beside her.&nbsp; She snuggled up against her pleasure slave, though he really was much more than that to her.&nbsp; He was her right hand, seeing to things for her that she didn't have time to see to herself.&nbsp; She was as fair as she could be to him and she felt that he listened and obeyed her commands to the best of his ability.&nbsp; She didn't know how <em>he</em> felt about his position. She'd asked at a few points early on but the two seemed to get on well. She didn't really feel the need to ask. If something upset him, it was his place to bring it to her attention. <br><br>Her face pressed up against his firm skin while her shoulder settled down against the furs that covered the tough braided ropes that supported the structure.&nbsp; She didn't know if she liked this new bed, the stone slab that had been covered in just as many furs had been nice but it was the newest fad, strands of woven fibers and leather strips wound over and over around a metal frame. Layers and layers of plush furs were piled on top of it to make it softer.&nbsp; Stone was solid and forever; those ropes had to be tightened and replaced over time.&nbsp; She supposed that she'd give it more time.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Mmmm. He was warm. She nestled against his body, her mind spinning with the things that she had on her agenda for the day. There was a mountain of things to do for the upcoming journey.&nbsp; She was excited, the energy of the trip felt promising and yet tumultuous though she couldn’t put her finger on why.&nbsp; She wasn't going to linger on it. It was likely something to do with the way that the weather felt or the way that the stars were aligned.&nbsp; Hell, she might be getting close to her monthly.&nbsp; She did the mental math and decided that wasn't the case. Hmmm. Oh well.&nbsp; <br><br>Delicate, yet well trained ears picked up the sounds of the home springing to life, the sounds of voices of the slaves; the cooks, the ones loading the small wagon with the things that had already been packed for the voyage, and the young women who cared for the animals around the place.&nbsp; She could hear the horses whinnying and pawing at the hardened earth.&nbsp; She didn't want to wake up yet. Just thirty more minutes.&nbsp; Bah. She snuggled down against the soft furs again, reveling in the heat of the body that she sought comfort in.&nbsp; She pulled a thick pelt over her long brown, and very tangled, tresses.&nbsp; She supposed that something had taken nest again and it would spend hours before a mirror with a brush, her green eyes studying the destruction before her.&nbsp; She sighed and resolutely hunkered down against the warm and strong male body beside her.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dimensional Switch [Kurioustoohear and Secretwriter]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kurioustoohear</strong> on <strong>17-04-2010, 12:14:08</strong>
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				Garrett laid in the bed, awake.&nbsp; Even though he had been forced into slavery for some time now, he never overcame his habit of awakening early ... a remnant of his previous life as a soldier.&nbsp; It seemed so long ago, the lost battle and captivity ... the humiliation of being sold into slavery by the victorious military.&nbsp; At first, he was determined to escape ... to know the freedom that was stolen from him.&nbsp; But his owner's security measures were too refined, and the punishment received for his failed attempts too painful.&nbsp; Over time, he had settled into his new life, one made more palatable by the kindness of his Mistress.&nbsp; But no matter how well he was treated for a slave, he was still a slave.&nbsp; And the fire of freedom still burned in his heart ...<br><br>Garrett was not free to rise when he awoke, not while she slept.&nbsp; Even in rest, he had his duties ... to provide warmth for her while she slept.&nbsp; At first, he was aroused ... to have such a sexy woman laying next to him triggered within him his primal desires.&nbsp; And once, he tried to seduce her ... to his folly ... a male chastity belt his only reward.&nbsp; He felt her stir ... heard the other servants moving about the house.&nbsp; But he knew it was not yet time.&nbsp; Mistress Catrina was not a morning person, delaying the beginning of her day within the comforts of furs upon which she laid.&nbsp; He felt her sink into the bed further, her body drawing up close to him and embracing him.&nbsp; He did enjoy the warmth from her body and its softness ... she did treat him well ...<br><br>His mind wondered to his past life, as it always did.&nbsp; And, invariable, he thought of Monique and Jerrod, his son.&nbsp; Long ago, they would have given up all hope of seeing him again ... a casualty of war.&nbsp; It saddened him to think of her nightly tears ... of her shattered hopes and dreams.&nbsp; He would never see her again.&nbsp; Had she moved on by now?&nbsp; Was she the wife of another man; that, the most painful thought of all.&nbsp; How he wish he could forget, to forever erase the memories of a life forever gone.&nbsp; He was now the property of another woman ... a pleasure slave who lived to satisfy her every need.&nbsp; He had settled in ... successfully hidden the resentment that burned within him.&nbsp; As much as she was a good and fair Mistress, she was still a slave owner.&nbsp; He had tried to tell her of his previous like, of his wife and family ... but she seemed disinterested and uncaring.&nbsp; She had paid a high price for him, the money paid justifying the lives broken and his new reality.&nbsp; <br><br>Garrett closed his eyes and tried to forget ... while he waited for her to arise, the beginning of another day of his captivity. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dimensional Switch [Kurioustoohear and Secretwriter]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>26-04-2010, 07:41:47</strong>
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				She knew that her slave, Garrett would be a good boy and lay there until she was ready to rise.&nbsp; The only exception was to relieve his bladder. The punishment was worse for pissing in her bed than it was for getting out of it.&nbsp; She'd made that concession when she'd awoken one morning to find him in intense pain.&nbsp; Medical risks were involved with holding his urine, she wouldn't be the cause of health problems to her slave. <br><br>Catrina wanted to care about him but know that it was foolish.&nbsp; He'd tried to tell her about his previous life and she'd brushed it off with excuses about not caring.&nbsp; It hurt her to think about his family.&nbsp; But <em>she</em> wanted him. And by the Gods, she had him. He was hers.&nbsp; Her jealousy had caused some rash and somewhat cruel treatment over the years. She couldn't help it.&nbsp; He was spectacular and knew just how to touch her to make her body sing.&nbsp; <br><br>Sitting up begrudgingly, she looked down into his face. "Morning, Garrett." Only special slaves got called by their names, and even more of a gift than that was being able to keep the one they were born with. He was one of the few. <br><br>"It's time for breakfast." She rose and donned a robe, knowing that he would be rushing to put on his kilt and hurry off to the bathroom or something.&nbsp; She headed down to the dining room and made sure that fitting vittles were set out for him. He didn't eat at her dining table, but at a smaller, separate one a few feet away with the other cherished slaves. <br><br>She had what others would call a harem but none had been used for her pleasure since he'd been purchased.&nbsp; The others were given to other women for use and enjoyment.&nbsp; A few had been given away when the women had adored them to the point of coveting them.&nbsp; <br><br>After she'd seen to his own breakfast, the same thing that was on her table, she settled down to eat and gave orders for a roast pheasant to be packed for the trip.&nbsp; They would be hungry later and cold pheasant was delicious. The slave boy assured her that cheese, bread, and grapes that she favored would be included in the basket.&nbsp; <br><br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>kurioustoohear</strong> on <strong>30-04-2010, 13:34:22</strong>
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				&nbsp; She finally moved, the bed rocking in such a way that Garrett knew she was finally rising.&nbsp; He looked over his shoulder and saw her sitting figure ... he could move now.&nbsp; She no longer needed his body for warmth.&nbsp; He swung his feet to the floor and stood ... naked before her.&nbsp; He had gotten over the shame this had brought to him earlier ... comfortable in his flesh to be seen by the one who owned him, by the one who had used every part for her own pleasures ...<br><br>&nbsp; "Good morning, Mistress." he responded, stretching before moving off to relieve himself.&nbsp; Even though he could go when necessary, Garrett had learned to control his bladder so that he would be by her side if he were needed.&nbsp; "I will hurry ..."&nbsp; He was not long, returning to see her donning her robe.&nbsp; He grabbed his kilt, stepping into the Scottish skirt and fastening a large leather belt with metal rings at the side around his waist.&nbsp; He had earned her trust; it had been some time since she felt the need to bind his arms to his side ...<br><br>&nbsp; Garrett kept his face downward, as was expected.&nbsp; Only when she addressed him could he look into her face.&nbsp; It was another symbol of his servitude, one that he had gotten use to.&nbsp; She was a fair Mistress, and treated him well.&nbsp; His only complaint was the loss of his freedom, and his family.&nbsp; He followed her to the dining room, taking his expected seat at a small table close to her table.&nbsp; At every meal, Garrett remembered the gift she had given him ... to be able to eat the same food served to her.&nbsp; Others resented him, but it was Mistress Catrina who made the decisions ...<br><br>&nbsp; He listened as she gave instructions for the trip she had planned.&nbsp; He would always be close to her ... ready to do some task or pleasure her according to her whims.&nbsp; Menial tasks were no longer part of his routine.&nbsp; He had thought about his situation with his Mistress.&nbsp; He did not know why she favored him, but clearly she did.&nbsp; He alone was allowed to satisfy her every appetite ... and the punishments had become fewer and fewer.&nbsp; Life with her was good ... but for the fire that burned deep inside him to be free.&nbsp; He had tried to extinguish it as a practical reality, but he could not.&nbsp; He would always be tormented by his desire for that which was taken away ... for that which would never be his again ...&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dimensional Switch [Kurioustoohear and Secretwriter]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>01-05-2010, 13:27:59</strong>
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				Pleased with his behavior that morning, she smiled softly at him as she ate and pondered the things that yet needed packing. <br><br>After a hearty breakfast, she turned to her slave. "Finish eating and return to the bedroom. You'll be carrying the last few bags to the cart."&nbsp; She returned to the bedroom to gather her traveling bag. Most of her things were packed but there were some last minute items that needed attention.&nbsp; Normally she would have waited for him to finish his meal and walked back with him, or he would wait until she finished hers.&nbsp; She liked being in his presence almost at all times.&nbsp; She never impeded upon him during his bathroom time, nor he hers, unless it was bathing.&nbsp; She liked him present for her baths and washed him every day.&nbsp; She took pride in her slave and wanted him to look his very best.&nbsp; There was just something personal about bathing someone.&nbsp; On occasion, she'd have him bathe her, but not on a daily basis.&nbsp; <br><br>Her long dress whirled about her feet as she walked. She took the bag and packed it and then packed the things that he would need.&nbsp; It was her place to make sure that he had everything that he would require, her place to see to it that his needs were met.&nbsp; At least, the needs that she could meet.&nbsp; <br><br>Often, she was harsher on him than she meant to be, at least, she had been. He knew how to behave and though it had been rigorous to get there, she was glad that they had.&nbsp; She remembered the days of having to bind his arms. She hated that but he had to learn and had been entirely too willful at one point in time. She hadn't wanted to break him completely and she'd thought that she had come close.&nbsp; She may have. She wasn't entirely sure.&nbsp; <br><br>The trip was going to be a grand one, she decided as she considered which traveling dress to wear.&nbsp; Her large breasts, tiny waist, lovely flared hips, and round ass all had to be accentuated by the latest fashions.&nbsp; She really did hate the constant clothes shopping but she had to keep up with the times as a lady of note.&nbsp; The only real regret, she knew, her light blue eyes looking over her figure again, that she had was when she'd put him in a chastity device.&nbsp; She'd thought that he was trying to attack her and long since she'd figured out that he'd just felt amorous.&nbsp; She'd never apologized and he'd never tried again.&nbsp; Pity.&nbsp; <br><br>Dressing as quickly as the light dress could be dealt with, she swapped garments and then did her hair and makeup.&nbsp; Stunning. As usual.&nbsp; She smiled at her reflection and tossed her used garment toward the woven basket.&nbsp; She wasn't a particularly vain woman but she did like looking her best., especially in the hopes of taking his mind off of his damned wife.&nbsp; There was a reason that only he was allowed to touch her, after all.&nbsp; A sigh passed her lips as she fastened the bags.&nbsp; He'd carry them, she'd packed them.&nbsp; They sat on the foot of the bed, all done up.&nbsp; <br><br>"The bags, Garrett." She smiled and patted him on the arm.&nbsp; His boots were at the foot of the bed, waiting for him to don them and follow.&nbsp; She walked toward the cart and climbed into the covered portion, leaving room enough beside her though he would lead the horses.&nbsp; When he arrived, she smiled again, excited for the trip. "Let us be off! We have much land to travel and time yet wastes." <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dimensional Switch [Kurioustoohear and Secretwriter]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kurioustoohear</strong> on <strong>08-05-2010, 23:18:36</strong>
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				&nbsp; Garrett nodded his understanding, watching as she departed the dining area.&nbsp; He was grateful to have such a well built Mistress; that was one consolation.&nbsp; Other owning ladies he had seen would have made his captivity that much harder, the thoughts of forcefully pleasuring their rotund forms repulsive.&nbsp; At least his Mistress was sensual and desirable, thoughts that tormented him.&nbsp; He had tried to resist, to remain faithful to his wife in his mind and heart, but he had failed.&nbsp; Only once did he give full sway to his lust, overwhelmed by her femininity ... but that had resulted in punishment.&nbsp; How he hated the chastity belt she bound him with ... a sure symbol of the power she had over him.&nbsp; He would never make that mistake again ...<br><br>&nbsp; Having finished his meal, he rose from the table and departed the room.&nbsp; He was alone ... trusted.&nbsp; Thoughts of escaping passed through his mind, but he knew that was not possible, and would only result in discipline.&nbsp; How easily he dispatched such considerations ... was he accepting his status as her love slave?&nbsp; Did he secretly want to remain with her?&nbsp; Garrett grimaced, not knowing the truth about himself anymore.&nbsp; Guilty feeling overtook him, a sense of betraying his wife and his love of freedom.&nbsp; But still he made his way to where she was waiting for him.<br><br>&nbsp; Upon entering her room, his eyes beheld her traveling attire ... a slight smile forming on his face.&nbsp; She was beautiful!&nbsp; His eyes quickly took in her small waist and the marvelous curves it spawned, a desire quickly born.&nbsp; But this was not the time.&nbsp; "Yes, my Mistress," he responded, sitting on the edge of the bed to put on his boots.&nbsp; He took hold of one and lifted his leg, his kilt bunching up his thigh, and pushed his foot inside.&nbsp; He wore nothing underneath, but seemed unmindful.&nbsp; He donned his second boot and stood, grabbing hold of the bags that awaited transit.&nbsp; He then followed her outside to the waiting cart.<br><br>&nbsp; Putting the bags down, he stood near to render assistance should she need any to embark into the cart.&nbsp; Needing none, he then took the bags and loaded them in the back.&nbsp; Garrett knew the routine ... he walked to the front, petting and rubbing the horses noses as he took the reins.&nbsp; He slowly walked them out of the barn and onto the road.&nbsp; He then got into the cart himself and sat next to his Mistress, holding the reins and waiting for her to command him to begin the journey ... once her other servants had accomplished their tasks and all was in readiness.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dimensional Switch [Kurioustoohear and Secretwriter]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>11-05-2010, 00:14:26</strong>
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				After Garrett had climbed into the wagon and taken the reins, she nodded the go ahead to begin the journey.&nbsp; The covered cart took off at it's normal pace, the horses plodding along.&nbsp; <br><br>She enjoyed the breeze, the sights, and the sounds as they passed fields of flowers and crops, the only sounds those of the nature that surrounded them and the occasional voice in the distance as workers called to each other about various things that she couldn't always easily make out. <br><br>"I'm looking forward to the vacation," she said brightly, stroking his back softly. "What about you? The same walls have had to be pressing in on you as well." She smile as she spoke animatedly, pointing out pretty flowers or cute baby animals.&nbsp; She was happy to be getting away from home, happy for the adventure. <br><br>The trip would take a while and after some time, she began to shift uncomfortably, the seat hurting her bottom.&nbsp; She had put cushions on it, under both of them, for the long journey, but they seemed to be offering little aid. <br><br>The scenery passed by for some time, they stopped to take care of natural bodily urges that had to be dealt with and then for lunch.&nbsp; <br><br>Perhaps two hours had passed after their afternoon meal when they came upon a group of men who stared openly at the two.&nbsp; "Hello," she called to them kindly. They seemed to be having trouble with the tethers of their horses.&nbsp; "Do you need help?" They must be free men, she thought.&nbsp; They didn't speak to her or acknowledge her existence save for disgruntled expressions.&nbsp; How rude. "We can help if you like."&nbsp; <br><br>"Would you please control your slave," one man grunted at Garrett.&nbsp; She looked around in shock. "I'm not his slave!" What in the world! Women were rarely kept as slaves and then only if they'd committed a heinous crime that stripped them of their freedom.&nbsp; <br><br>"This man holds no claim to you, then?" The other man spoke, his interest in her suddenly blazing as he looked her over.&nbsp; Confused and concerned, she looked at Garrett.&nbsp; "He is my slave."&nbsp; The laughter from the men was almost deafening.&nbsp; "She certainly has a sense of humor," one said to Garrett, obviously done talking to the crazy woman who claimed to have slaves. "You must have trained her well."&nbsp; <br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dimensional Switch [Kurioustoohear and Secretwriter]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kurioustoohear</strong> on <strong>11-05-2010, 12:37:47</strong>
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				&nbsp; Garrett drove the horses at a leisurely pace, his mind dark.&nbsp; While his Mistress went on and on about the beauty of the surrounding countryside, his thoughts returned to his lost freedom.&nbsp; Being outside only served to sharpen his sense of captivity ... but he smiled and nodded with each comment that she made.&nbsp; Perhaps this adventure would afford him an opportunity to escape ... a comforting thought, but one he knew he could not act on.&nbsp; The punishment for failure were too great ...<br><br>&nbsp; After a much needed rest break ... despite the pillows, the wooden seat made its presence felt, they mounted up and continued on their journey.&nbsp; A few hours passed before they approached some men along the side of the road.&nbsp; As was her custom, she greeted them ... she greeting everyone it seemed to Garrett.&nbsp; He had gotten use to her behavior, although he himself thought it at times intrusive.&nbsp; He glanced over at the men whose attention had been arrested by her calling ... and the looks on their faces brought him out of his passive demeanor.&nbsp; His warrior skills were alerted as he sized up each one ... sensing trouble.<br><br>&nbsp; The response his Mistress received surprised Garrett as much as it did her ... they though he the Master and she the slave!&nbsp; The hairs on the back of his neck rose ... her truthful admission had sparked their interest, and he did not like how they were now eying her.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp; Suddenly, Garrett joined them in their laughter, "Yes ... she is still a bit high-spirited, but she will learn!"&nbsp; He turned and quickly whispered to her, "<em>Trust me</em>!"&nbsp; And just as quickly, he turned back round to the men whose laughter was dying.&nbsp; "She speaks too much!&nbsp; Perhaps this will keep her quiet!"&nbsp; He then placed his hand on the back of his Mistress' neck and, lifting his kilt, he pulled her head down to his cock ... holding her there firmly against her struggles.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp; The men again began to laugh, "Aye, that will show her ... and enjoyable to boot!"&nbsp; Another wondered if he might make her service them, as it had been some time since they have enjoyed a woman.&nbsp; Garrett did not respond right away ... memories of the humiliations she wrought upon him racing through his mind.&nbsp; No; he could not do that to her.&nbsp; Although at times cruel, she had treated him well.&nbsp; He had to convince those men that she was his slave ... in order to protect his Mistress ...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dimensional Switch [Kurioustoohear and Secretwriter]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>12-05-2010, 01:27:07</strong>
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				She could see the surprise written on his features and knew that he was just as puzzled.&nbsp; That gave her a bit of hope, she wasn't the only one who had no idea what was going on.&nbsp; <br><br>But then he was laughing with them, invoking her ire and her punishment if he didn't stop laughing at her.&nbsp; After a moment she realized that he was merely playing along with them, trying to ease the tension in the situation. She calmed, feeling a bit bad for having though that he was laughing at her.&nbsp; His words in her ear reassured her. He'd take care of this strange situation that was far outside the realm of her comprehension.&nbsp; Female slaves? Trust him. She chanted it over and over again in her mind, trying to make it a mantra.&nbsp; Trust him.&nbsp; <br><br>His words of her faith in him were belied by his action; shoving her down against his cock and holding her there, no matter how hard she struggled.&nbsp; She tried to push up and away from him and get his meat from her lips.&nbsp; She mumbled against his flesh, oaths and threats of punishments that she couldn’t move her mouth for so that they could escape.<br><br>Tears of anger and humiliation boiled over her eyelids and dripped from her cheeks onto his groin.&nbsp; &nbsp;She heard the questions that they asked.&nbsp; Would he let her service them? She squeaked in protest and shook her head, squeezing her eyes shut.&nbsp; <br>
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				Post by: <strong>kurioustoohear</strong> on <strong>15-05-2010, 12:26:02</strong>
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				&nbsp; Garrett glanced at each man, maintaining the pressure on his Mistress' neck against his cock.&nbsp; "Not this time, boys ... she is not yet broken and does not know the full pleasure of absolute submission ... but she will!&nbsp; Now, it you will excuse ..."&nbsp; One of the men did not want to take this for an answer, and grabbed hold of the reins.&nbsp; "It won't take but a few minutes for her to suck us off ..."<br><br>&nbsp; Garrett stood up allowing his full frame to be seen.&nbsp; He was a warrior whose muscled and scarred body were evidence of his formidable experience.&nbsp; "I said <em>no</em>!"&nbsp; He glared at the man who then backed away, angry at this rebuke but unwilling to take it any further.&nbsp; Garrett sat back down and snapped the reins, causing the animals to spring to life and continue their journey down the road.&nbsp; They moved over a rise and then down into a valley ... only when they were out of sight did he release his Mistress.<br><br>&nbsp; "I am sorry, my Mistress ... I did not know of any other way to extricate from a bad situation."&nbsp; Garrett did not yet realize that all things had changed ... that he was now the expected Master and she the slave.&nbsp; He turned to her, "It is not my place ... but perhaps we should return home.&nbsp; There is a strange feel today ... and I do not like it."&nbsp; Garrett depended on his instincts which were rarely wrong.&nbsp; Something had happened ... what, he did not know.&nbsp; But it no longer felt safe to be out and about.&nbsp; Should they encounter more men along the road, they might not be so easily intimidated ...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dimensional Switch [Kurioustoohear and Secretwriter]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>19-05-2010, 23:12:07</strong>
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				Shuddering and shaking, trying hard to breathe while she kept her eyes tightly shut, she listened to what Garrett was telling them.&nbsp; What in the world was going on here? Had the men lost their damn minds?&nbsp; It wasn't like her face hadn't ever been against his cock, though it was a bit of a rare thing for when he'd been exceptionally good or made her very proud.&nbsp; &nbsp;She winced as she heard Garrett's voice rise.&nbsp; <br><br>When he stood, she couldn't even pull away, he held her firmly to him and she turned her eyes upward, looking up at him as she cowered against his body.&nbsp; Thankfully the men backed away but she'd <em>never</em> seen her slave be so commanding.&nbsp; She knew that he'd once been a soldier and that it was something that was still deep within him.&nbsp; It was arousing, to a point, this side of him.&nbsp; She liked his sweet and obedient side better. She was used to it. Now he was unpredictable.&nbsp; <br><br>Moving quickly away when he released her, she rubbed her neck, visibly shaken.&nbsp; "I know, Garret. Thank you. I…I don’t know what in the hell just happened. Why did they think that you were my Master?"&nbsp; She was clearly confused and at a loss.&nbsp; Nodding. "You've earned the right to speak your mind. Home it is then."&nbsp; She wrapped her arms around herself. She didn't like it either.&nbsp; "I trust in your abilities to defend but now I really wish that I'd allowed you more time to keeping your fighting skills honed.&nbsp; I think that you should have more time for that now."&nbsp; She'd never thought that he'd need a reason to defend himself but after the way that the men had been persistent, he could have been hurt if they were in their top forms. <br><br>They arrived home just as the sun was disappearing behind the horizon, and it was the oddest thing, all of the men were gone, replaced by women and it seemed that the number of female slaves before was exactly how many male slaves that there were milling about doing various tasks.&nbsp; She looked around as one came and took the bags from the back of the cart. "Back so soon, Master?" A beautiful redhead asked as she extended her hand to help him from the carriage.&nbsp; Catrina blinked and looked at Garrett with confusion on her face.&nbsp; "I hope that nothing went amiss, Master," the redhead continued.&nbsp; Catrina was livid. Who gave that bitch the right to touch Garrett?&nbsp; "Let him go!" she hissed at the woman, who looked at her reproachfully but stepped back, obviously awaiting her Master's orders. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dimensional Switch [Kurioustoohear and Secretwriter]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kurioustoohear</strong> on <strong>28-05-2010, 16:32:48</strong>
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				&nbsp;Garrett dismounted from the cart and moved to the rise in the road they had just past.&nbsp; Peering back, the men could not be seen; perhaps they had moved off.&nbsp; Returning and mounting the cart, he took hold of the reins.&nbsp; "I do not see them, my Mistress ... but I will be alert!"&nbsp; He pulled to the right and turned the cart, heading back on the road they had just traversed.&nbsp; In a way, Garrett enjoyed the encounter with the men.&nbsp; It brought back his old feelings of power ... and independence.&nbsp; It was chivalrous to protect a woman ... not be her slave.&nbsp; Garrett had a fresh taste ...<br><br>&nbsp;He said nothing when she announced her intention to allow him time to practice his warrior skills.&nbsp; To give him such liberty was gracious, but he did not receive it that way just now.&nbsp; That he needed her permission to do that which was core to his very being rankled him ... the taste of his manhood was too fresh.&nbsp; The return trip to her home was uneventful.&nbsp; They saw no one on the road, and only a few woman working the fields.&nbsp; That it was not men was not lost on Garrett; something had happened ... but he could not figure it out.&nbsp; Where one would expect to see men doing the tasks of a slave, they now saw women.&nbsp; Very strange ... and the men on the road; assuming that he was the Master and she his slave.&nbsp; It was as though the roles that governed society had somehow been reversed.&nbsp; But how could that be?<br><br>They finally arrived home and were again startled by what they saw: females attending to the tasks of slaves ... and without complaint!&nbsp; Garrett did not look at his Mistress, wondering if she suspected what he did ...<br><br>He glanced at the redheaded woman who greeted them upon their return, addressing him as 'Master!'&nbsp; The following exchange between his Mistress confirmed what Garrett suspected ... somehow, their roles were reversed!&nbsp; In this world, he was the Master ... and that made his Mistress ... his slave!&nbsp; Garrett stood, defying his Mistress' objections and taking the hand extended.&nbsp; Jumping down, he looked into her eyes ... beautiful eyes ... "Thank you ... unload the cart and come to the house."&nbsp; He turned and looked into the shocked face of Catrina.&nbsp; "And you .... come with me!&nbsp; We have much to discuss ..." He then looked at her more intently and growled, "And not a <em>word</em> from you!"&nbsp; He turned and moved towards the house, ignoring any protests she might want to lodge against him.&nbsp; He was the Master now ... a new reality she would soon realize ...&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dimensional Switch [Kurioustoohear and Secretwriter]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>29-05-2010, 02:20:30</strong>
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				Catrina fumed as he touched another woman in that way, didn't he know <em>why</em> she didn't want him with other women? It was because she was greedy and jealous, because she only slept with him and only allowed him to touch her.&nbsp; His flirting didn't pass her notice and she flamed with rage, her eyes locked on the redhead.&nbsp; She didn't know what was going on! It was as if while they were gone, the world had flipped backwards and everything was out of order as she knew it.&nbsp; <br><br>She glared at Garrett as he ordered her around.&nbsp; No one else seemed to think that this was out of the ordinary.&nbsp; What else could she do but to do what he said? She couldn't strike out on her own, running away from this catastrophe was just another waiting to happen according to the men that they'd happened upon during the brief excursion.&nbsp; <br><br>Opening her mouth to protest his ordering her about, she quickly shut it and narrowed her eyes when he told her not to speak.&nbsp; How <em>dare</em> he!&nbsp; Was he mad? Had the power that he'd had in such a short, no matter how long it had seemed, moment before have gone to his head?&nbsp; Did the title of Master somehow make him feel powerful and give him the illusion that he held such power over her? <br><br>"Don't you dare tell me what to do! You would do good to remember your place with me!" she hissed as she followed closely on his heels, ready to rip into him and let him have it but good!&nbsp; &nbsp;She followed him into the house, drawing many an eye with her vicious words and waspish tone.&nbsp; It was as if her words fell upon deaf ears.&nbsp; Did he not see that he was the one wearing the house uniform and she was not? She wore her beautiful dress, much like the others that filled her trunks, not the issued and assigned clothes!&nbsp; Did that not show him anything?&nbsp; She knew that <em>he</em> hadn't changed with al of this, just as she had not, for he'd called her Mistress but twenty moments ago!&nbsp; She stood inside the door with her arms crossed under her full and firm breasts, one hip forward and one shoulder cocked slightly higher than the other.&nbsp; It was a stature of defiance, the only thing that he was going to get from her.&nbsp; <br><br>"Kneel, Garret. Kneel before me now and I'll forgive you for how you've just treated me, without punishment."&nbsp; Kneel damn it! He had to! <em>Had</em> to! Right? Didn't he? <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dimensional Switch [Kurioustoohear and Secretwriter]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kurioustoohear</strong> on <strong>31-05-2010, 21:47:32</strong>
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				&nbsp;Garrett endured her venomous outrage without commenting, knowing that she did not yet realize what had happened.&nbsp; He himself was still reeling under the implications of this mysterious change.&nbsp; How is it that he was now considered the Master over she who had been his Mistress?&nbsp; He did not know, but all evidence pointed towards this new reality.&nbsp; It was as though they had passed into another world ... one that looked the same, but with different actors ... and male-dominated ...<br><br>&nbsp; When they were alone, he turned and looked at Catrina ... standing defiantly ... ordering him to his knees!&nbsp; "No ..." He reached up and unbuckled the collar that had marked his ownership.&nbsp; "<em>You</em> will kneel before me."&nbsp; He tossed the collar at her.&nbsp; "Kneel before me!&nbsp; As the gods have determined."&nbsp; That could be the only explanation ... this was a game of the gods.&nbsp; How long it would play, he did not know ... but they would play, both he and Catrina.&nbsp; He would show her the anguish of enslavement ... no matter the special benefits bestowed or the kindness of the Mistress ... it was still slavery!&nbsp; She would know what it was like to be used ... to be denied any freedoms.&nbsp; Perhaps this was the reason this had happened ... <br><br>&nbsp; Taking a step towards her, he growled, "I said <em>kneel </em>before your Master!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dimensional Switch [Kurioustoohear and Secretwriter]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>01-06-2010, 12:08:15</strong>
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				No? She looked at him with confusion first and then rage as he disobeyed a direct order from her. "No?!" She glared at him and then her face when blank when he removed his collar, becoming a mask of horror and sadness.&nbsp; She wasn't kneeling! That was madness!&nbsp; Her eyes went to the collar at her feet where it landed after striking her thigh.&nbsp; It didn't hurt her flesh, just her heart.&nbsp; The one thing that she wouldn't give up out of all of her possessions, the one man that she'd have kept out of all of her slaves, was ordering her around.&nbsp; Her heart broke with it.&nbsp; "But you're mine. You're <em>MINE</em>," she whispered, not wanting to think about it.&nbsp; <br><br>Her eyes shot back up as he spoke of the gods.&nbsp; What choice had she if they had truly determined the course of events.&nbsp; The horror and sadness replaced themselves with forlornness upon her features as he stepped closer to her. <br><br>But what could she do against the gods? If she appeased them then perhaps they'd put things to right again?&nbsp; She swallowed hard and looked at him, her expression turning even more dejected as she slowly sank, her legs trembling.&nbsp; She looked at the floor again and then up at him as her knees hit the stone floor.&nbsp; Her Master? She was now a slave?&nbsp; He had to be right though, some cosmic joke had been played and the gods were feeling the mischief.&nbsp; Her tongue darted out over her lips as the dress that she wore touched the floor for the first time, her knees as well, at least in servitude.&nbsp; She was too perplexed to even cry, the image of him taking his collar off playing over and over again in her head.&nbsp; She picked his collar up and touched it lovingly, holding it gently to her bosom as her fingers rubbed the leather.&nbsp; Her hands lowered, pressing it to her stomach as she stared at the floor, tears rolling down her cheeks.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dimensional Switch [Kurioustoohear and Secretwriter]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kurioustoohear</strong> on <strong>04-06-2010, 12:54:15</strong>
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				&nbsp; Garrett watched her closely as she struggled with this new arrangement ... not fully understanding how this could be, but slowly convinced that it had happened.&nbsp; How difficult it must be for her!&nbsp; Even he had been shaken by their role reversals, but he had re-obtained his freedom ... and she had lost hers.&nbsp; He felt for her ... he knew what it was like to lose your freedoms, to belong to someone else ... as a slave!&nbsp; And that is what she was now ...<br><br>&nbsp; His brow arched in surprise at her reaction to that damned collar she had made him wear.&nbsp; To him, it was a symbol of that which he hated ... but she acted as though it were more.&nbsp; Could she really care for him?&nbsp; She had treated him kindly, that was true ... but as a piece of property.&nbsp; Something she bought and now, it was taken away.&nbsp; He gave her time to obey.&nbsp; This was new to her ... and he was enjoying it.&nbsp; Now she would know what it was like to be a slave ...<br><br>&nbsp; Now on her knees, Garrett walked up and stood before her.&nbsp; He had planned on commanding her to pleasure him, but decided to wait.&nbsp; That would come ... and soon.&nbsp; But for now, he wanted her to accept him as her Master.&nbsp; "Catrina," he called, looking down at her downcast head.&nbsp; Reaching down, he took the collar from her hands.&nbsp; "You gave this to me as my Mistress ... and now, I return it to you as your Master."&nbsp; He held it out to her, "Put it on!"&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dimensional Switch [Kurioustoohear and Secretwriter]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>07-06-2010, 02:24:26</strong>
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				She sobbed as he took the collar from her hands, she didn't want to let it go.&nbsp; She saw it as letting him go. She couldn't be his slave. She couldn't be! Her mind reeled as he spoke.&nbsp; Gods' plans or not, she couldn't be a slave! She didn't know how! She looked up into his eyes and shook her head. "It won't fit anyway. It was made special for your neck, so it wouldn't be too tight or too loose."&nbsp; She sighed and dropped her head again.&nbsp; <br><br>"I'm not a slave, Garrett. I…I'm your Mistress…"&nbsp; One last protest passed her lips before she put her palms on the floor and her face on them, leaning over and lying as close to the floor as she could.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dimensional Switch [Kurioustoohear and Secretwriter]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kurioustoohear</strong> on <strong>10-06-2010, 12:32:35</strong>
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				&nbsp; Any sympathy he felt towards her vanished with this pathetic display, only to be replaced with a sense of outrage.&nbsp; Reaching down, he took her by her hair and pulled, "Get back on your knees!&nbsp; And put on the collar as you were commanded!"&nbsp; He did not care whether or not it fit ... it was symbolic, and he would not have his first command as her Master ignored ...<br><br>&nbsp; His eyes glared at her.&nbsp; "You are not my slave?&nbsp; Do you think it not so by your declaration?&nbsp; Do you tell the gods what is and is not?"&nbsp; He then let loose all that had remained pent up within him.&nbsp; "Do you think I was born a slave?&nbsp; That it was easy for me once you had purchased me?&nbsp; No ... it was not!&nbsp; I longed for my freedom ... as you will!"&nbsp; His mind filled with the degradations he had suffered at her hands ... forgetting her later benevolences.&nbsp; So it will be with her.<br><br>&nbsp; Garrett reached down and, taking the shoulder of her dress, he violently pulled and ripped her dress, not stopping until the tattered materials were hanging from her waist ... leaving her naked from that point upward.&nbsp; "It pleases me to gaze upon your breasts!&nbsp; You shall leave them uncovered until I direct you otherwise!"&nbsp; The sight cause his cock to stir ... and thoughts of fucking her for the first time as her Master invaded his thinking ...&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dimensional Switch [Kurioustoohear and Secretwriter]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>11-06-2010, 01:06:25</strong>
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				She squealed in pain and surprise as he pulled her hair. Quickly, she scrambled back onto her knees.&nbsp; She didn't put the collar on, not immediately, she gazed up at him in shock over his actions.&nbsp; She couldn’t believe that he'd just done that! That he'd just pulled her up so harshly! <br><br>Her mouth opened but no sound came out as he berated her.&nbsp; "No, I don't tell the gods…what?"&nbsp; She recoiled as he scolded her and told her that he'd hated his life with her.&nbsp; Whether or not he'd said those exact words, that's how it hit her heart.&nbsp; He'd longed for his freedom.&nbsp; He was going to make her pay, she realized, for every punishment and thing that she'd ever done to him.&nbsp; <br><br>When his hand enclosed around the fabric of her dress and ripped it, she tried to cover herself. Not from his eyes, he'd seen her breasts many times. She had no problem showing <em>him</em> her body, but the others… there were so many around. No one had seen her but her lovers, the few that there had been.&nbsp; One before him.&nbsp; Her arms dropped shakily and she put the collar around her neck slowly.&nbsp; It didn't fit, as she'd told him that it wouldn't.&nbsp; It hung stupidly around her neck, looking out of place on her.&nbsp; <br><br>"Please, <em>Master</em>," she choked the word out. "Have mercy on me. Don't make me bare my body to the others. Please. <em>Please</em>."&nbsp; Tears rolled down her cheeks and she wiped them away hurriedly, angrily.&nbsp; Though she was only bared from the top up, she felt as if she might as well have been entirely naked for how utterly exposed she was. "Only two people other than the Healer have seen it. <em>PLEASE!</em>"&nbsp; She knew that he knew that already but she hoped that reminding him would make him be kinder. <br><br>The thought that he was going to fuck his other slaves crossed her mind and that was perhaps what killed her the most.&nbsp; She'd been only with him the entire time that she'd owned him. Men were not so steadfast.&nbsp; She was losing him…but his words…had she ever really had him?&nbsp; No. She hadn't. Her entire world was now his playground and she was nothing but another slave, one he was going to enjoy tormenting.&nbsp; &nbsp;Would he have given her to the men, had he known the truth of things then? The thought was not a comforting one.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dimensional Switch [Kurioustoohear and Secretwriter]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kurioustoohear</strong> on <strong>11-06-2010, 07:43:24</strong>
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				&nbsp; Garrett lustful looks were interrupted by her plea that she not be exposed in the presence of the other slaves.&nbsp; He had not considered this when he acted; he had acted out of his outrage ... that enslavement was acceptable to those she chose, but not for her.&nbsp; He had no wish to unnecessarily embarrass her ... she had been a very good Mistress, if one must have one.&nbsp; But his love for liberty never left his heart, and no matter how pleasant she had made his slavery ... it was still slavery.<br><br>&nbsp; He looked around the room, seeing that many of the slaves had ceased their duties in order to see this one humiliated.&nbsp; There apparent enjoyment at Catrina's plight angered him.&nbsp; Without warning, he yelled, "GET OUT!&nbsp; ALL OF YOU!"&nbsp; He glared at them as they scurried for the door.&nbsp; "I will deal with you all ..." He did not finish his threat as the door slammed behind the last frightened female slave.&nbsp; Nonetheless, they would be punished ...<br><br>&nbsp; He was now alone with his former Mistress.&nbsp; His anger tempered, he spoke in a calm voice.&nbsp; "It is not my wish to humiliate you ..."&nbsp; He cut short an actual apology ... a Master had no need to apologize to a slave.&nbsp; He walked over to the kneeling, sobbing figure before him ... his sympathies returned.&nbsp; "Stand up!" he commanded.&nbsp; He looked into her reddened eyes, still beautiful ... and then to her collar.&nbsp; He slipped his finger under the leather and pulled her head closer, pressing his lips against hers with passion, his tongue freely exploring her mouth.&nbsp; It was a prolonged kiss ... over the years, he had developed an attachment to her ... he did not call it love.&nbsp; Love cannot be borne of a slave relationship.&nbsp; But he did lust for her ...<br><br>&nbsp; He broke the kiss, his face inches from hers.&nbsp; "This is a difficult situation for you ... and who knows if it will ever again be as before!"&nbsp; He kissed her again.&nbsp; "Go into your ... <em>my</em> bedroom.&nbsp; I want you to prepare yourself for me ... I must attend to a certain matter.&nbsp; And then I will come to you ..."&nbsp; He released her and stood before her, waiting for her response ...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dimensional Switch [Kurioustoohear and Secretwriter]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>11-06-2010, 08:08:21</strong>
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				How could the gods have done this to her? She hadn't been a cruel Mistress, she'd been kind to all of her slaves, never beaten them just to do so or because she was bored or angry like many other slavers did.&nbsp; She'd made sure they were clean and taken care of, that they received medical attention when they needed it and that they were always fed.&nbsp; The quality of their food depended upon their station, of course, and how they'd worked to earn their keep.&nbsp; Rewards were given…<br><br>She could just imagine him making her sleep in the prison, on a wooden palate with nothing but a ragged and worn out pillow for her crimes against him.&nbsp; Did she deserve that? She didn't think so.&nbsp; &nbsp;She knew now that he'd never wanted her, never been happy with her no matter what he'd said.&nbsp; He'd never talked to her about his freedom, he'd never mentioned it but the once.&nbsp; She thought that he'd enjoyed his life.&nbsp; How wrong she'd been and now she would pay.<br><br>Flinching as he bellowed at the ones that had enjoyed her misery, she relaxed in front of him as he looked back to her.&nbsp; "T-thank you."&nbsp; She quickly appended her statement with his title. "Master."&nbsp; The word didn't feel right on her lips, not at all.&nbsp; She stood shakily, wanting to cover herself, not used to being uncovered like that. The way that he pulled her to him and kissed her made her heart surge with hope though she quickly pushed such foolish thoughts away.&nbsp; She wouldn't dare to dream.&nbsp; She did kiss him back, though the feeling was bittersweet at best.&nbsp; The kiss wasn't anything like the kisses that she'd given him in the past, those had been her lust, love, and passion all rolled into one when she'd tried to show him what she felt.&nbsp; Feelings that he rebuked. <br><br>He wasn't meant to be her Master, he had no clue what the responsibility was or how hard her job had been.&nbsp; That worried her that he'd be power hungry as most of the males proved to be.&nbsp; He'd never see why she'd found him so endearing. Why her heart had melted to him.&nbsp; It didn't matter.&nbsp; She just wished that she were older or that the gods would take mercy on her and remove her from the life.&nbsp; She wasn't meant to be a slave. <br><br>His words were painful. Who knew if it would ever be as it was before? He better hope not, now that she knew he hadn't ever felt the way for her that she'd felt for him.&nbsp; Just thinking of it hurt her, deep in her stomach.&nbsp; <br><br>"Yes, Master."&nbsp; The words sounded hollow, just as they felt on her tongue.&nbsp; She didn't know what he meant by prepare herself.&nbsp; "How do you wish for me to prepare?"&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dimensional Switch [Kurioustoohear and Secretwriter]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kurioustoohear</strong> on <strong>12-06-2010, 07:21:25</strong>
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				Garrett turned back to her, "To please me."&nbsp; He said nothing more, but headed out of the room.<br><br>He burst into the slaves' quarters looking for those who had enjoyed Catrina's humiliation.&nbsp; Seeing all five near the wash bins, he strode towards them, his approaching presence causing looks of concern and the sudden cessation of their conversations.&nbsp; "How<em> dare</em> you take pleasure in the misfortunes of others!"&nbsp; He looked from each one, letting his obvious displeasure have its affect.&nbsp; "Strip off your clothes!&nbsp; <em>NOW</em>!"&nbsp; Garrett watched as each one quickly obeyed ... sensing their own embarrassment growing.&nbsp; "You will remain naked until I say otherwise!"&nbsp; Garrett could not help but to look lustfully at their toned bodies.&nbsp; One of them with long raven hair stepped forward, her head bowed, "Master ... please accept our apologies, and do not be angry with us.&nbsp; We only wish to serve you."&nbsp; His anger quickly dissipated.&nbsp; Garrett nodded, "Very well ..."&nbsp; He pointed to the door from which he had entered the room.&nbsp; "<em>She</em> will command you!&nbsp; Now ... go about your duties!"<br><br>Garrett turned and left, heading towards Catrina's bedroom.&nbsp; His mind was troubled.&nbsp; He was now the Master ... the owner of slaves.&nbsp; How many of<em> them</em> longed for their freedom, as he had done?&nbsp; How many desired no change in their status?&nbsp; He had to think hard about this.&nbsp; Garrett wanted Catrina to <em>know</em> what it meant to be a slave ... but he was the student, learning what it meant to be a slaver.&nbsp; He stopped before the bedroom door, sighing.&nbsp; Was he doing the right thing?&nbsp; She had been a good Mistress to him ... and he was not ungrateful.&nbsp; But it was not like that in the beginning.&nbsp; She did all she could to break him ... to convince him that accepting his slave status was in his long term best interests.&nbsp; Now it was she who needed to learn ...<br><br>Walking into the room, he removed his leather belt and tossed it over a chair.&nbsp; Catrina was not to be seen, although he heard her in the adjoining room.&nbsp; "Come to me!" he commanded in her general direction.&nbsp; He then laid down on the bed, dressed only in his tunic and kilt, eying the door through which she would enter ... 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dimensional Switch [Kurioustoohear and Secretwriter]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>19-06-2010, 18:20:10</strong>
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				Prepare herself to please him? What preparation did that take? She knew how to please him, how to make him pant and to make his body twitch.&nbsp; She knew well how to make the man cum.&nbsp; Why did she need preparation?&nbsp; <br><br>She sighed and returned to her- to his room, what had used to be hers. The room looked a bit different, more masculine in its decoration and feel.&nbsp; It felt strange to her, not like it had ever been hers. She explored a bit, a frown creasing her forehead as she perused the changes.&nbsp; It was no longer her sanctuary and that bothered her. For a long moment, she stood against the wall of the bathing room and cried, her heart breaking again for the things that had changed and how much she longed to return to her life.&nbsp; She wasn't raised to be a slave, she had no idea how to be one.<br><br>Hearing him enter and telling her to go to him, she sighed and dragged her hand through her locks before entering the main room.&nbsp; "Yes, Master?" she asked, the defeat evident in the tone with which she spoke.&nbsp; Her face was red and puffy and she didn't try to meet his eyes.&nbsp; Why would she? <br><br>Standing there, looking at him as he was laid out on the bed, she sighed heavily and let her arms fall at her sides, exposing her bare breasts and the ill-fitting collar that was never meant to be on her neck. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dimensional Switch [Kurioustoohear and Secretwriter]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kurioustoohear</strong> on <strong>26-07-2010, 20:22:57</strong>
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				&nbsp; His eyes were upon her as soon as she appeared, studying her.&nbsp; Garrett heard the resignation in her voice ... noticed her defeated posture as she slowly moved towards him.&nbsp; She at least had the sense to not try to hide her breasts ... if she had, she would have experienced her first punishment.&nbsp; He looked up into her eyes, and noticed that they were red and puffy ... she had been crying!<br><br>&nbsp; As understandable as that was, given the shocking turn of events ... it still angered him.&nbsp; She had been so happy to keep others enslaved against their will, but now that the tables had turned ... she felt pity for herself!&nbsp; Pity!&nbsp; "Strip off your remaining clothes!" he commanded, his voice cold and unfeeling.&nbsp; Garrett did have feelings for her, but it was not time to display them.&nbsp; When she had learned ... after she had accepted her new status ... then things would be better for her.&nbsp; He would give her the same considerations and respect that she had given him ... after she had trained him!<br><br>&nbsp; Watching her as she complied, he lifted up his kilt to expose his hard member.&nbsp; "My cock is now your only concern ... come and worship that which is now your most important consideration!"&nbsp; Tonight would be a night she would never forget ... when her body is used for his repeated pleasures!
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dimensional Switch [Kurioustoohear and Secretwriter]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>30-07-2010, 23:11:12</strong>
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				He had no caring, no remorse for her.&nbsp; She knew now that he had hated his role and she'd thought that he'd liked it, that he'd been comfortable and at home as her slave.&nbsp; How wrong she'd been.&nbsp; When his order came past his lips, a regal decree from her <em>Master</em>, she stared down at the floor and then swallowed hard, trembling hands moving with no haste toward the remainder of her dress.&nbsp; <br><br>She drew a shaky breath, knowing that he knew what her body looked like and all too well, but yet feeling as if she were baring herself to him for the first time.&nbsp; In a way, she was. It was the first time he'd see her naked as her Master and not her slave.&nbsp; <br><br>Her fingers fumbled with the fabric belt that held her garment closed and on, pulling it apart.&nbsp; The ruined dress hit the floor and she stood before him in her entirety with flaming cheeks though she tried to hold her chin aloft.&nbsp; <br><br>Looking toward his cock, she sighed; giving him blow jobs was a rare treat.&nbsp; She only gave him a few of them and only when he was very well behaved or had pleased her greatly.&nbsp; And now he wanted one.&nbsp; His cock was her only concern?&nbsp; Hadn't she said that to him, her body was his only desire in life, his only concern? <br><br>Gritting her teeth, she dropped to her knees and moved his kilt out of the way.&nbsp; Her tongue wet her lips and she pressed them to the head of his shaft, right at the tip, and rubbed her slick lips gently over the swollen glans as her tongue darted out to flick around the narrow opening in his manhood.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dimensional Switch [Kurioustoohear and Secretwriter]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kurioustoohear</strong> on <strong>01-08-2010, 18:11:13</strong>
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				&nbsp; She was moving slowly ... hesitatingly ... but Garrett chose to let it pass.&nbsp; He knew this was hard for her to accept, but he could not allow his true feeling for her deter him from what he had to do.&nbsp; It was for her own good, he thought ... or he hoped.&nbsp; To enslave another human being against his or her will was wrong, and only in experiencing it would she understand.&nbsp; But this was a dangerous game ... for Garrett was learning too.&nbsp; Learning of the intoxicating power of a Master!<br><br>&nbsp; When she was finally naked, he smiled as he looked at her perfect body ... now his to command!&nbsp; He continued to lust for her as she climbed onto the bed and bent over on her knees ... lifting his kilt and beginning.&nbsp; How sweet her lips felt upon his shaft!&nbsp; "<em>Yes</em>, my slave ... <em>pleasure</em> your Master ... and be rewarded!"&nbsp; He reached down and ran his hands through her hair ... pressing down slightly when he wanted her to go deeper ... controlling her.&nbsp; This was all part of her learning ... and 'rewarding' her would sound all too familiar to her.<br><br>&nbsp; Garrett's mind soon turned towards his own culmination as her attention had their affect.&nbsp; He moaned at the tremors she caused him, his body tensing.&nbsp; "Do not neglect my balls ..." he hissed, feeling the pressures building up within his loins.&nbsp; He would withhold his ejaculation for as long as he could ... but soon enough, she would be forced to taste his hot cum ...&nbsp; &nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dimensional Switch [Kurioustoohear and Secretwriter]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>02-08-2010, 10:41:44</strong>
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				Her mind reeled with all of the things that she'd done to him that she had known that he hadn't liked. This one wasn't one of those things and she'd always enjoyed doing it <em>to</em> him, but she couldn't find the same feeling this time, the joy of giving him pleasure and watching his eyes roll back. It wasn't the same. It wasn't a reward and she certainly wasn't pleased with him. Putting his dick in her mouth felt like a punishment.&nbsp; <br><br>Rewarded? With his cum? That was <em>his</em> reward once upon a time, the ability to cum in her mouth.&nbsp; She liked the way that he tasted but she didn't want to have him in her mouth. She wanted to bite it off, spit it in his face, and flee.&nbsp; But where to?&nbsp; And to someone who didn't know her? Someone who would beat her?&nbsp; Rape her? No. There <em>was</em> nowhere to go. She opened her mouth and let him in, feeling him brush against her throat.&nbsp; She wasn't going to give him this, no. She wasn't going to work his cock the way that she had and she looked up at him with defiance.&nbsp; If he wanted her to move, he'd have to move her.&nbsp; <br><br>The suction stopped, her fingers stopped moving and she completely ignored his balls. She knew that it wouldn't be easy, she knew that.&nbsp; She wasn't stupid.&nbsp; Well, maybe she was.&nbsp; She remembered what she'd done to him and her fear of that being done to her pushed her on.&nbsp; She started sucking again and her fingers rubbed over his balls. She'd never wanted him to be scared of her, only to know that she was capable of punishing him. She was scared, yes, because she didn't know how sadistic he could be and she didn't know how far he'd take her punishment.&nbsp; Spanking his cock for not licking her pussy the first time… she wasn't going through the return on that.&nbsp; &nbsp;Pushing him deeper, she took him into her throat, her eyes watering and tears running down her face from the strain. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dimensional Switch [Kurioustoohear and Secretwriter]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kurioustoohear</strong> on <strong>04-08-2010, 12:46:28</strong>
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				&nbsp; Garrett had been patient with her, overlooking her slow responses and tears.&nbsp; He knew this was difficult on her ... difficult to find herself in the reversed role of a slave to her former slave.&nbsp; But was it any harder than when she took away his freedoms?&nbsp; He did not think so ... he had tried to be patient ... <br><br>&nbsp; He looked down at her when, after taking his member ... she slowed to practically a stop!&nbsp; And he did not miss the defiant look in her eyes ... and more tears!&nbsp; His anger broke.&nbsp; Grabbing her hair and pushing her head away from him, he swung his legs over her and quickly dismounted the bed.&nbsp; "Enough!&nbsp; I have had enough of your lackluster obedience!" he roared at her.&nbsp; Garrett had hoped that a familiar encounter would ease her transition ... she had orally pleased him before, and he would have rewarded her in kind.&nbsp; But she resisted ... and must now pay the price ...<br><br>&nbsp; Garrett remembered a similar conflict, when he was slow to respond ... she laid him out and whipped his balls!&nbsp; It took him three days to recover ... how gingerly he had to walk!&nbsp; But never in front of her, lest she be displeased with him.&nbsp; &nbsp;And now, she is slow to obey?&nbsp; She will now know punishment ...<br><br>&nbsp; Going to the dresser, he pulled out four lengths of cord, all looped on their ends.&nbsp; "You will learn to accept your status ... <em>slave</em>!"&nbsp; He emphasized the last word as he roughly grabbed her leg, looping the rope around her ankle and to the bedpost, pulling it tight.&nbsp; He repeated the same with her other leg and wrists, until she was stretched out face down on the bed, her legs spread and her bare ass vulnerable ...<br><br>&nbsp; Garrett next went and opened a large chest that contained various instruments for pain and pleasure.&nbsp; Finding the leather crop that she had used on his cock, he smiled and took it ... returning to the bed.&nbsp; He brushed the instrument along her cheek, pushing her hair away from her face.&nbsp; "Does this look familiar?&nbsp; May it teach you the lesson you once taught me!"&nbsp; With that, he raised it and brought it down hard, cracking its length across her ass ... a red stripe quickly forming ... 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dimensional Switch [Kurioustoohear and Secretwriter]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>05-08-2010, 04:50:17</strong>
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				She was being good! Damn it! She was trying!&nbsp; He seemed angry regardless of the fact that she'd started again.&nbsp; It caused her to curl up into a little ball, staring at him with wide and fearing eyes as he returned to the bed. Was everything where it had been before? Fuck! He had it so easy, the power hungry fool!&nbsp; He knew where all the toys were and she didn't think that hiding them in new spots would go over well or be all that healthy for her. <br><br>Learning to accept her status was a fate worse than death to her, it was damn near unthinkable and she was trying! She really was! She kept her pleas to herself, knowing that they'd fall on deaf ears just as his cries had on hers when the tables had been reversed.&nbsp; She choked back her sobs and didn't fight as he tied her, not that it would have worked anyway, he'd always been stronger than her physically.&nbsp; <br><br>How badly she wanted to beg, to throw herself onto his mercy but she knew that it was a foolish thought and any attempt at doing so would be as well received as it had already been and for that reason alone her teeth bit down onto her tongue almost painfully.&nbsp; She felt spread and exposed…well she technically was and it frightened her.&nbsp; What would he do to her? Would he hurt her? Would he force himself onto her?&nbsp; She wasn't sure if she liked that thought, regardless of the fact that she felt herself growing wet.&nbsp; She didn't understand why, for why would she want something like that? Her entire life had been where women were in power, in control.&nbsp; Men were not.&nbsp; Those thoughts were not in her head, thoughts of accepting easily despite her body's primal reaction. <br><br>Her heart pounded in her chest and her breaths came in short and shallow gusts, her round breasts pressing against the bed and keeping her head from being able to rest against it evenly.&nbsp; Her neck seemed boneless and her head was turned slightly to the left, her forehead pressed against the sheet at an angle, her hair falling over her shoulders and neck haphazardly while the collar that was much too big for her throat dug into her flesh.&nbsp; She jolted as the leather touched her cheek, her eyes turning to it in horror and then up at him as he pushed her hair off of her cheek with the crop.&nbsp; Her mind sluggishly processed the information as if it were hard pressed to accept that she was in the situation that she found herself firmly tied into.&nbsp; <br><br>Catrina's firm body jerked and a sound of pain shot from her lips as he brought the crop crashing onto her skin.&nbsp; She turned her eyes away from his and then looked back up at him defiantly.&nbsp; If she got the chance to get that crop in the future, there would be hell to pay. "O-one." She counted, knowing that was what she had expected from him, knowing that he'd expect the same from her as he was so eagerly keen on putting her in what he saw as her place.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dimensional Switch [Kurioustoohear and Secretwriter]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kurioustoohear</strong> on <strong>05-08-2010, 18:44:10</strong>
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				&nbsp; Garrett smiled when he heard her count ... he had forgotten that detail, and he was pleased that she had not.&nbsp; Perhaps it is the first sign of her acceptance.&nbsp; He raised the crop and struck her ass again - THWACK!&nbsp; He had thought that he would hate this, but he was surprised at the sensual rush of power he was experiencing ... wondering if it was the same for her when she meted out discipline.&nbsp; THWACK!&nbsp; The red stripes formed a crossing pattern on her tender skin.&nbsp; THWACK!&nbsp; He looked at her trembling body ... sunken into the bed's mattress.&nbsp; Garrett could not see her face ... did not know if her punishment was causing more of her tears.&nbsp; THWACK ... five is enough.<br><br>&nbsp; "I hope such things will not be necessary in the future ... slave!"&nbsp; He tossed the crop aside and retrieved a jar of lubricant.&nbsp; Returning, he climbed up onto the bed between her legs, walking up on his knees close to her body.&nbsp; Applying the jell to the head of his penis, he reached down and grasped Catrina's hip bones, lifting her ass up into the air.&nbsp; He guided his cock to her opening and, pushing in until his head penetrated her, he thrust forward ... driving his cock into her pink chamber.&nbsp; Holding her up, he began to violently pound her ... fucking her hard ... a punishing fuck, meant for her discomfort and his gratification.&nbsp; Her body was his to enjoy as he pleased, and it pleased him to use her ...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dimensional Switch [Kurioustoohear and Secretwriter]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>06-08-2010, 12:07:23</strong>
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				With each blow, she counted, gritting her teeth and tears rolling down to dampen the bed covering.&nbsp; "Four!" She was panting by the time that the fifth landed, her ass feeling like a road map and burning like fire from the lines that ran across it. "F-five!" She gritted the last out, whimpering in pain from his cruelty.&nbsp; <br><br>"N-no, Master."&nbsp; She wasn't ever going through that again. Ever. She lay there gasping for air as she felt him move away.&nbsp; She didn't know what he was going to do but she had a feeling that she wasn't going to like it.&nbsp; The bed moved and shifted as he climbed up onto the bed and moved closer.&nbsp; Flinching at his touch as he grabbed her hips, a strangled cry left her lips a he pushed into her.&nbsp; She squealed loudly when he shoved so far into her body, not loosening her up or touching her, not giving her any pleasure for her body to want to respond to.&nbsp; <br><br>It hurt and it hurt badly as her body spread open for him, stretching around his abusive cock.&nbsp; She didn't like the way that he was taking her, how it seemed that he wanted to do nothing but cause her pain.&nbsp; Steadily, her tears soaked the covers and her arms pulled until the robes had burned into her wrists.&nbsp; She knew that he was still punishing her, that he wasn't done with her yet.&nbsp; &nbsp;She wanted so badly to beg for mercy, to beg him to stop but her pride wouldn't let her.&nbsp; She wanted to break and fall to pieces but she refused, her will far too strong to bow to his whims.&nbsp; She would make him pay for this somehow. She would have her revenge. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dimensional Switch [Kurioustoohear and Secretwriter]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kurioustoohear</strong> on <strong>06-08-2010, 20:13:55</strong>
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				&nbsp; Garrett was purposely rough with her, slamming the full length of his cock deep inside of her, rocking her trembling body.&nbsp; He was soon grimacing and breathing hard through clenched teeth as his culmination neared.&nbsp; As it did, his tempo increased even more ... until he finally exploded his hot cum inside her.&nbsp; He continued to pound her until he had squeezed the last possible pleasure from his orgasm.&nbsp; He slowed until he stopped and then withdrew from her.&nbsp; He released his grip and looked momentarily at her motionless body ... her lesson was over.<br><br>&nbsp; Without saying a word, he got off the bed and moved to the bathroom.&nbsp; Reappearing moments later, he moved and sat on the bed ... opening a jar of ointment.&nbsp; Dipping his hand into the cool jell, he began to apply it to the red welts that crisscrossed her ass.&nbsp; "I know that you hate me ... just as I hated you after you disciplined me!"&nbsp; He applied more ointment.&nbsp; "I have done nothing to you that you did not first do to me ... you taught me very well, Catrina!"&nbsp; He finished applying the soothing balm.&nbsp; "That should bring you relief ... I hope that you do not cause me to discipline you again!"<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp;Setting the jar on the floor, he reached down and loosened the ropes that held her ankle ... moving around the bed to release her other.&nbsp; When he loosened her wrist, he saw the rope burns that ringed her wrist.&nbsp; Grimacing, he released her second hand and, retrieving the jell, applied it to her wrists.&nbsp; "You may use the bathing room if you need to ... but you will not leave this room ... and you may not get dressed!&nbsp; You will sleep with me in this bed."&nbsp; Remembering his duties as her slave, he added, "And you will keep me warm throughout the night, and not arise until I do."<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp;With that, Garrett turned and left the room ... without saying another word.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dimensional Switch [Kurioustoohear and Secretwriter]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>06-08-2010, 22:45:04</strong>
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				She hadn't ever felt the level of pain that he caused her with his brutal thrusts and vicious ways, she hadn't ever seen this side of him and she wondered how long he'd wanted to 'put it to her'.&nbsp; He was such a liar, a false friend, a wolf in sheep's clothing.&nbsp; Her body burned and ached, she throbbed and felt like she was bruised inside.&nbsp; She thought that he was never going to cum, praying to her gods to stop this, to stop her torment and pain.&nbsp; They didn't listen until his human body gave and climaxed.&nbsp; She didn't think the gods were there anymore. They didn't want to hear her.&nbsp; Her face was frozen in a tortured grimace though she did her best to stay silent under his horrible actions.<br><br>There was nothing to do but to lay there, no choice for her but to hold her position and try to stop her tears as she stayed bound to the bed and waited for him to return.&nbsp; Her cheek lay in a damp circle that her tears had soaked and she flinched when he reentered the room.&nbsp; A small whimper escaped from the stronghold of her throat as his healing balm touched her abused behind.&nbsp; "I won't," she said, her throat hoarse from the ragged breaths that she'd gasped for when she was trying to block out the pain of his actions.&nbsp; That she'd taught him very well stung her, she just hoped that he remembered her kindnesses as well.&nbsp; She doubted that he would. <br><br>Soft noises of pain and relief sounded from her throat as he untied her.&nbsp; She watched wordlessly as he applied the balm to her wrists.&nbsp; When he was done, she felt defeated, his words made it worse. Not to leave the room? Not to get dressed?&nbsp; She was done for, she just knew it. "Yes, Master."&nbsp; She wanted to thank him for what he'd done for her wrists and bottom but the fact that he'd caused those wounds kept her tongue still.&nbsp; &nbsp;She watched him leave and gingerly walked to the bathroom to soak.&nbsp; His words lingered in her head; had he been so unhappy?&nbsp; And why hadn't she cared?&nbsp; She knew why, everyone had slaves, that was just the way that it was and he'd been a prisoner of war.&nbsp; &nbsp;He'd been captured and had she not bought him, chances were that his life would have been <em>much</em> worse. She wondered if he realized that. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dimensional Switch [Kurioustoohear and Secretwriter]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kurioustoohear</strong> on <strong>08-08-2010, 12:05:16</strong>
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				&nbsp; Garrett had to leave the room.&nbsp; The feeling of power that he experienced had faded, to be replaced by feelings of remorse.&nbsp; He cared for Catrina, and he took no joy in her pain.&nbsp; But had she not punished him?&nbsp; That seemed justification enough, but what really bothered him was that he was her Master at all.&nbsp; He wanted her to know what it was like to lose one's freedom, but, to teach her, he had to deny her her freedoms.&nbsp; In teaching her to know the life of a slave, would he embrace the life of a Master, and become that which he resented her for for so long?&nbsp; The rush of power had been intoxicating; to whip her ass and take her pussy ... appealed to some primal desire.&nbsp; And it bothered Garrett ...<br><br>&nbsp; Entering the main room of the house, he found a handful of his female slaves, each one busying themselves to avoid his fearful glance, knowing that they had displeased him earlier.&nbsp; Seeing the one who had greeted them upon their return ... the redhead ... he called her over to him.&nbsp; "Come here!" he commanded her.&nbsp; She dropped what she was doing and hurried before him, bowing her head.&nbsp; "Yes, Master?"&nbsp; The greeting still sounded so foreign to him ... it's implications bringing forth once again the internal conflict he was experiencing ...<br><br>&nbsp; He then told her to find him a collar .... one that would fit his newest slave.&nbsp; She frowned a bit, but obeyed.&nbsp; "Yes, Master."&nbsp; She soon returned with three ... one plain, one with tooled leather, and anther encrusted with jewels.&nbsp; She held them up to him for his inspection.&nbsp; Garrett chose the bejeweled collar.&nbsp; He hoped it would please Catrina, perhaps lessen the shock of her punishment and establish her status among the other slaves. He addressed his redheaded slave again "Now listen ... Catrina ... she is important to me.&nbsp; Why that is is none of your concern.&nbsp; I want you to prepare the other slaves to accept her elevated status, and obey her as you would me."&nbsp; He could see that this task was not well-received.&nbsp; His look grew stern.&nbsp; "I will hold you responsible!"&nbsp; Fear flashed in her eyes, "Yes, Master ... I will see that it is done as you command."&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp;"Now go!"&nbsp; He watches as she hurried away from him.&nbsp; He then turned his eyes to the collar he held in his hands.&nbsp; Perhaps it was a fool's hope, but a hope nonetheless.&nbsp; Garrett thought that, if she was slave to only him, and had authority over the others ... it might make her acceptance of this change somewhat easier.&nbsp; The change would not be so great ... but, in the back of his mind, he knew.&nbsp; He knew it was not the authority one held, but the stigma of slavery.&nbsp; He frowned while closing his hand around the collar.<br>&nbsp; <br>&nbsp; Garrett left and returned to the room where he had left Catrina.&nbsp; He expected her to be naked in his bed ... resting from her ordeal.&nbsp; He wanted to present her with a more fitting collar ... one that would mark her as his slave, and one he expected her to willingly accept ...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dimensional Switch [Kurioustoohear and Secretwriter]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>08-08-2010, 12:59:25</strong>
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				While he was gone from the room, she waited for the tub to fill and knew that it took a while.&nbsp; She pondered getting in the tub but wanted too badly to sink into the sunken tub up to her shoulders all at once instead of letting it fill around her.&nbsp; She wondered what he was doing… She didn't know if he cared. He was probably trying to find another way to humiliate her, punish her, something.&nbsp; She didn't know.&nbsp; It hurt too much to think.&nbsp; She doubted that he'd ever felt quite as used because she'd always made him know that she'd wanted him. It wasn't the same as his situation because she <em>bought</em> him. She picked him out of a cage of others.&nbsp; She hadn't just wound up with him by some twist of fate or trick of the gods. <br><br>She heard someone come into the room around the time that the tub was about three quarters full to where she wanted it and she sighed, worried that it was him.&nbsp; She knew what she had expected from him and rose though it was painful for her to do so.&nbsp; She swallowed and breathed through her nose with every step that she took, emerging from the bathroom and standing before him with her arms at her sides and her head down.&nbsp; "Hello, Master," she said, trying to greet him cheerfully but she couldn't.&nbsp; She didn't hurt as badly as before but she was still very tender.&nbsp; She hadn't had time to get into the bath and hadn't washed, his cum still ran down her leg though it was smeared along with a light amount of blood on her inner thighs.&nbsp; He'd torn her a little bit with his roughness and the angle of his strokes. <br><br>Staring at his feet and unable to meet his eyes, she knew that it would be required.&nbsp; She shut her eyelids and lifted her chin, opening her eyes and slowly locking her gaze on his. "W-would you like a bath, M-master?" she asked, choking on the words as she fought for her composure, trying not to cry in front of him.&nbsp; She failed miserably, her eyes going unfocused as tears filled them. Her jaw clenched tightly as she fought for control of her emotions. It hurt to look him in the face, it was hard to see him at all.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dimensional Switch [Kurioustoohear and Secretwriter]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kurioustoohear</strong> on <strong>08-08-2010, 13:49:23</strong>
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				&nbsp; He could see that she was still shaken by her punishment, and it pained him.&nbsp; How shattered she seemed to be ... quite the contrast to her former confidence.&nbsp; Her eyes cast downward, he took advantage to survey her body ... to assess her condition.&nbsp; He saw his dried cum on her inner thighs, mixed with the blood of the wounds he inflicted on her.&nbsp; Compassion welled up within his heart ... to counter, he wondered if she ever felt remorse from the pain she rained down upon him.&nbsp; He had seen no evidence of it ...<br><br>&nbsp; Garrett smiled at her offer ... what she would expect were things as they were.&nbsp; He walked over to her and, placing his hand under her chin, he lifted her head and looked into her tear-brimming eyes.&nbsp; "No ... you go ahead.&nbsp; You take your time ... do what you must."&nbsp; He leaned in and tenderly kissed her.&nbsp; "I am now your Master, Catrina ... I do not know how or why ... but that is so."&nbsp; He wiped the trail of tears with his thumb.&nbsp; "I'm sorry if I were too severe ... or rough ... I ..."&nbsp; He did not complete his thought ... would not admit that he did not know the role of the Master.&nbsp; He only had her example to follow, and already he had broken it.&nbsp; He could not remember one time she apologized for the cruel lessons she inflicted on him ...<br><br>&nbsp; Retreating behind the facade of the stern Master, he straightened up, "Take your time, but when you are done ... call to me!&nbsp; You will bath me before we retire for the evening!"&nbsp; He turned and walked towards the bed, placing the collar he had for her on the bedside table ... not turning back.&nbsp; He had to teach her ... no matter how painful it was for himself.&nbsp; If she was to be his slave ... his favored slave ... then she must learn unhesitating obedience.&nbsp; Only then would she realize any kindness from him.&nbsp; It was how she trained him ... 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dimensional Switch [Kurioustoohear and Secretwriter]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>09-08-2010, 00:08:36</strong>
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				She knew now why her mother had said that men were cruel Masters.&nbsp; A man couldn’t be raped unless a woman could get him aroused.&nbsp; Arousal didn't happen unless he or his body found something worth pumping the blood below over. So if a man could get it hard at the thought of his body being taken and prolong the erection long enough for completion, he obviously didn't mind the idea all that much, right?&nbsp; Not with a woman, she'd been shown the difference. <br><br>When he approached, she wasn't worried that he was upset, no, he'd smiled and he was heading toward her.&nbsp; She wasn't sure how she felt about that. He wasn't the man that she knew and yet he still looked like him. Nodding as she spoke, she tried not to meet his eyes but didn't dare to look fully away.&nbsp; She'd never taken him without him being able to perform. It was part of making sure he knew that he was hers - he had to want it and show that he did before she'd release his need.&nbsp; But, really, wouldn't that be the same thing as her getting wet?&nbsp; Her body had prepared for him, even if it had been much worse than she'd bargained for.&nbsp; Her eyes fell and she nodded as he began to speak an apology.&nbsp; "Yes, Master."&nbsp; Her tone was quiet, one that she usually reserved for great anger or great sorrow.&nbsp; She knew it fit for she was cycling between them rapidly. <br><br>"I will call to you, Master," she replied quietly, her eyes following him.&nbsp; She swallowed and retreated to the bathroom.&nbsp; She slid down into the tub and wrapped her arms around her body, pulling her knees up against them.&nbsp; It seemed that he was trying to turn things back on her, do to her what she'd done to him.&nbsp; She didn't know if he had any prior training in what being in control was, he was military after all, she wasn't aware of it.&nbsp; She wasn't going to question him now, no. Not and get into trouble with him.&nbsp; She would hold her tongue and be obedient to him and then when he was weak, she would strike.&nbsp; It wasn't natural for male or female to be submissive to the other but the war was what it was. She didn't make the rules.&nbsp; She'd tried to be good to him and she knew what the rules were, they were just hard to adjust to.<br><br>The bath helped her and she felt better, rising from the tub only feeling tender and a tad bit sore. She washed quickly and drained the tub, knowing that she'd be refilling it soon.&nbsp; But Master would demand clean and clear water just like she would have when she was Mistress.&nbsp; When it was empty, she washed out the tub and then refilled it. While the water was pouring into the tub, she dried off and walked out into the bedroom, the collar still hanging in a comical fashion around her neck.&nbsp; "I'm drawing your bath, Master."&nbsp; She spoke softly to the man who she'd last seen walking toward the bed.&nbsp; She hated not being allowed to leave the room, but at the same time it could also be seen as a blessing - if she couldn't leave it then she didn't have to see the world beyond it.&nbsp; She could cling to her hope of getting her control over him back and she was going to use every trick in the book.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dimensional Switch [Kurioustoohear and Secretwriter]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kurioustoohear</strong> on <strong>12-08-2010, 21:14:28</strong>
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				&nbsp; Garrett threw himself down on the bed, deep in thought.&nbsp; The switch that occurred had him completely conflicted ... and he knew he had to get resolution.&nbsp; He was now the Master ... and it definitely had its appeal.&nbsp; But he was denying his former Mistress her freedom!&nbsp; That which had been most important to him in his bondage ... he was denying her!&nbsp; And yet, it seemed important that she learn what it is like ... what she had done to him and her other slaves.&nbsp; He could free her ... no longer hold her against her will.&nbsp; But what then?&nbsp; He remembered the three men on the road who would have taken her.&nbsp; Which was better?&nbsp; Perhaps he should give her the choice ...<br><br>&nbsp; His eyes rested upon the collar he intended to give her ... the symbol of her hated status.&nbsp; He sighed ... what should he do?&nbsp; His musings were interrupted by her calling him to his bath.&nbsp; He lifted himself up off the bed and, looking at the collar another time ... headed into the bathing room.&nbsp; Entering, he looked compassionately at her ... knowing that he had hurt her ... that her&nbsp; nakedness was loathsome to her.&nbsp; Without saying a word, he slipped off his kilt and stepped into the water.<br><br>&nbsp; Garrett sat down, resting his head against the edge of the tub.&nbsp; He closed his eyes ... he needed to think.&nbsp; "The water is soothing ... thank you."&nbsp; She had been a good Mistress ... kind and compassionate.&nbsp; She expected obedience, but what of it?&nbsp; That was her right ... as his Mistress.&nbsp; But she bought him!&nbsp; A warrior taken in battle ... reduced to a slave!&nbsp; But that was her world ... and he had become entangled in it.&nbsp; Back and forth his thoughts went ... set her free or teach her the life of a slave?&nbsp; Garret sighed ... he needed to think carefully of what he did next ...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dimensional Switch [Kurioustoohear and Secretwriter]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>13-08-2010, 00:23:32</strong>
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				She moved down into the tub after him and said nothing as she reached for the soap and sponge.&nbsp; How many times had she forced him to bathe her? She knew that was what he expected and he'd told her as much.&nbsp; Soaping it up, she stared at her hands and then moved to his chest.&nbsp; Her strokes were soft and circular as she worked the sponge over his body.&nbsp; <br><br>"Your clothing is slave wear, <em>M</em>aster.&nbsp; You might wish to reconsider your wardrobe.&nbsp; I'm sure that you'll find things to be…in your favor there."&nbsp; She'd had fine robes and silks in her closet and she was sure that he'd find the same in this backwards mockery that he was calling home.&nbsp; "Your slaves might not like you wearing the same thing as them. They expect more from you as their Master.&nbsp; As would the visitors that come to call."&nbsp; <br><br>She said nothing else as she washed, not until he chose to speak to her.&nbsp; Was she being helpful? No.&nbsp; She was plotting.&nbsp; She would make him trust her and then bring him to his knees. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dimensional Switch [Kurioustoohear and Secretwriter]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kurioustoohear</strong> on <strong>14-08-2010, 11:55:51</strong>
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				&nbsp; Garrett thought through his conflict all the while she washed his body ... hardly noticing when she washed his cock.&nbsp; When it was obvious that she was done, he stood in the water and stepped out of the tub.&nbsp; He watched her as she dried his body with a towel ... and he made his decision.&nbsp; He would not offer her her freedom; let her long for it as he had done!&nbsp; Her status was determined by the gods ... the same gods who ordained that he lose in battle and be enslaved!&nbsp; And now, he was the Master!&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp; When she was done, he ordered her to follow him into the bedroom.&nbsp; Walking over to the table, he picked up the collar ... he was going to give it to her to put on, but he decided he needed to do it: a symbol of his power over her.&nbsp; Garrett reached up and removed the old collar.&nbsp; "This was the symbol of your authority over me ..."&nbsp; He tossed it aside onto the floor.&nbsp; "And this is my authority over you!"&nbsp; He placed the collar around her neck and fastened it behind.&nbsp; Smiling, he nodded, "Yes, that looks much better!"&nbsp; He reached around and grabbed her ass, squeezing ...<br><br>&nbsp; Sitting down on the bed, he took her hand and pulled her to him.&nbsp; "Before we sleep ... show your Master your appreciation for this beautiful symbol!"&nbsp; He pulled her to himself and kissed her deeply as he pulled her down on top of him.&nbsp; He was the Master and she was the slave ... and he had need of that which only a woman could perform ...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dimensional Switch [Kurioustoohear and Secretwriter]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>15-08-2010, 03:21:16</strong>
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				She washed him with little love in her mind though her heart panged for what he'd become and the fact that he never truly cared.&nbsp; She saw that now, understood it.&nbsp; She supposed that he was either a good actor or she'd merely seen what she'd wanted to see.&nbsp; <br><br>Following him, though her mind cursed him beyond any of the vilest things that she could think of to call him, she kept her face calm and her eyes down.&nbsp; She was a bit shocked as he took off the overly large collar and fastened a properly fitting one around her throat.&nbsp; "And what will you do if the gods decide that their charade is over? What if you wake up in the morning and things are back as they were?"&nbsp; She had hope, she held out hope that the gods would tire of their game and make things right.&nbsp; "Thank you, Master," she said for the collar though her tone wasn't all that complacent and it sure wasn't one of great appreciation.<br><br>Catrina moved toward him as he wanted her to, seething inwardly that he dared to want her appreciation.&nbsp; Before, love would have led her kisses, moved her tongue over his and made her lips want more.&nbsp; There was no love in her kiss, only sadness for what she had thought he was.&nbsp; She lay on top of him, feeling a cold stone where her heart had so warmly beat for him.&nbsp; &nbsp;She didn't stop the kiss and nor did she try to control it, too tired and beaten for one day.&nbsp; All she wanted was to curl up and sleep, to be lost in the arms of slumber and to awake with things as they were. <br><br>They were in his playland now; she knew that he was going to do all manner of things, that he seemed hell bent on revenge.&nbsp; She supposed that she was <em>thankful</em> that he didn't make her wear his collar though she didn't want it to leave her sight either.&nbsp; She didn't know why she clung to the object of fallacy; it was a symbol of lies and deception.&nbsp; &nbsp;Part of her needed to keep it, not to let it go. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dimensional Switch [Kurioustoohear and Secretwriter]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kurioustoohear</strong> on <strong>15-08-2010, 10:44:53</strong>
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				&nbsp; Although Garrett felt that he should insist on her fulfilling her task for which she failed and was punished for, he could sense that the events of today had taken their toll on her, and she had nothing left to give.&nbsp; And he remembered the many times she, as his Mistress, had been compassionate ... considering the needs of the slave was rare in this world, but Catrina was the exception.&nbsp; Well, if he learned how to discipline from her, then he can learn how to be compassionate ...<br><br>&nbsp; Breaking their lifeless kiss, he took hold of her shoulders and looked her in the eyes.&nbsp; "Your Master is tired from this most unusual day ... let us sleep for the night!"&nbsp; He gave a small smile ... he had learned from her well!&nbsp; Better to hide one's compassion towards a slave in the covering of the master's desires!&nbsp; Then one does not compromise their authority ... yes ... Mistress Catrina had taught him well ... she was a good Mistress, if one must have one.&nbsp; But Garrett never wanted one ... at the cost of his freedom ...<br><br>&nbsp; Garrett turned towards the lying Catrina, her curvy shape highlighted by the dying embers of the night's fire.&nbsp; Reaching his arm over her waist - he remembered how sore her ass must still be - he pulled himself up close behind her and whispered, "Good night," closing his eyes and drifting off to sleep.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dimensional Switch [Kurioustoohear and Secretwriter]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>16-08-2010, 11:38:08</strong>
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				She didn't know what to say, what to do… his very touch made her grow cold and she knew now that she'd been played for a fool.&nbsp; She just wanted the day to be over.&nbsp; "Thank you, Master!" she gasped, actually grateful for his words.&nbsp; She doubted that he was tired but she wasn't going to question it!&nbsp; Sleep! <br><br>Whimpering as he moved closer to her, brushing up against her very sore ass, she swallowed.&nbsp; "Good night," she said softly.&nbsp; She closed her eyes and it didn't take long at all for the sweet embrace of sleep to claim her.&nbsp; She dreamed of horrible things, of him leering over her and letting men use her, being covered in a harem of girls and her being forced to watch. <br><br>The morning caused her to wake with a rumbling stomach and she wondered why, then went to get out of bed, the collar still around her throat.&nbsp; She didn't know that whatever twist of fate had occurred had reversed and that the slaves in the home were once again male, that she was once again Mistress.&nbsp; She didn't know yet but once she did, he was going to be in hot water.&nbsp; <br><br>She remembered the rule of not rising but she had to go, which was unusual for it to be that much of a burden in the morning.&nbsp; She hadn't been fed since the lunch on the carriage ride.&nbsp; "You're failing," she pointed out. "Master. You didn't feed me."&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dimensional Switch [Kurioustoohear and Secretwriter]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kurioustoohear</strong> on <strong>16-08-2010, 18:27:53</strong>
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				&nbsp;Garret was sleeping soundly when Catrina left the bed ... the jostling of the mattress disturbing his slumber.&nbsp; He was somewhere in between deep sleep and consciousness when her words determined the struggle: Garrett eyes flickered and he looked up at the source of his sleep's disturbance.&nbsp; He stared at her with uncomprehending eyes ... his sleep-fogged brain taking a few moments to put everything in order ...<br><br>&nbsp; Finally, he spoke ... his voice thick but pointed, "Why are you ... out of bed?&nbsp; And why do you think you can wake me because you are hungry?"&nbsp; Garrett slowly swung his legs over the side of the bed, stood, and, stretching, asked, "And what would Mistress Catrina have done if I had disregarded her instructions?"&nbsp; His eyes narrowed as he looked at her, "Don't move until I return ... and I will let you know your punishment!"<br><br>&nbsp; He moved off and entered the bathing room to relieve himself.&nbsp; How many times did he have to wait in bed until she arose, even though he had physical needs?&nbsp; "Ahhhhhhhhhhh ..." he groaned as he satisfied the needs of his body.&nbsp; Garrett understood the need ... and how hard it was to wait.&nbsp; Perhaps it was different for a woman ... he did not know.&nbsp; But she did as she pleased, and it was too soon in their new relationship for her to be given such latitude.<br><br>&nbsp; Walking out, he determined her punishment.&nbsp; "Since you seem to be driven by your desires, and not your mind ... you will go down to breakfast with me walking like a dog, and you will eat your meals accordingly!"&nbsp; Garrett grabbed his kilt and put it on, wrapping his belt around himself before donning his tunic.&nbsp; "Oh no ... I did not give you permission to dress!&nbsp; Let's go ... my pet!"<br><br>&nbsp; He lead her down to the kitchen, satisfied that his punishment was fair.&nbsp; It did not cause her physical discomfort ... a blow to her ego.&nbsp; He was sure she was furious with him, but he was only enforcing the standards she held for him.&nbsp; Rounding the bend in the hall and entering the dining area, Garrett was stopped short and stunned!&nbsp; Things were as before ... women eating at the main table and men lining the walls ... in the place of the slaves ...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dimensional Switch [Kurioustoohear and Secretwriter]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>18-08-2010, 00:11:45</strong>
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				"I actually didn't mean to wake you, it's not my fault that you've trained yourself to rouse at the mere sound of my voice."&nbsp; She smirked at him, giving him a deadly gaze as he stood.&nbsp; "You know damn well that when I found out it was a dangers and unhealthy thing for you to hold your bladder that I let you go if you really had to, so long as you came back to bed after."&nbsp; <br><br>She gritted her teeth and turned her back on him.&nbsp; He wasn't going to let her go? "You're power tripping," she pointed out.<br><br>Her eyes widened as he returned and gave her the order - without allowing her to relieve herself.&nbsp; She reached for her ruined dress and then stopped.&nbsp; Her jaw dropped and she very begrudgingly got down on all fours, nude, and proceeded to crawl toward him.&nbsp; He might just wake up in the middle of the night, bound and gagged for to beat him until he lost control of his own bladder.&nbsp; She would show him that he wasn't going to act as his slave.&nbsp; She'd pretend to for other's eyes, but she wouldn't truly fill the role.&nbsp; <br><br>The floor was cold as she crawled down to the dining room, her ass up in the air because of the length of her human legs.&nbsp; She felt exposed and had tears of humiliation dripping from her eyes.&nbsp; Her heart was breaking again and she no longer had much of an appetite despite her lack of food.&nbsp; She didn't want to eat now.&nbsp; <br><br>Her eyes widened as she saw <em>her</em> world had returned.&nbsp; She dropped to her knees and sat on her ankles for the moment, watching before getting up and snatching his kilt from his waist.&nbsp; She wrapped it around hers and took the collar off of her neck, smirking at him.&nbsp; "And it appears that the gods have saw fit to return your rightful place, perhaps they thought you too power hungry, Garrett.&nbsp; To the bedroom. Now."&nbsp; <br><br>She didn't even wait for him to follow as she shot back toward her bedroom and immediately went to the bathroom. Oh he was going to pay for that and everything that he'd done.&nbsp; When she emerged, she looked at him and went to the cabinet, fetching the rope that he'd used on her.&nbsp; "On the bed. On your knees at the foot of it.&nbsp; We're about to have a discussion about your <em>new</em> place in <em>my</em> household."<br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dimensional Switch [Kurioustoohear and Secretwriter]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kurioustoohear</strong> on <strong>18-08-2010, 18:02:03</strong>
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				&nbsp; "By the gods ..." was all that Garrett's shocked mind could formulate.&nbsp; He stood in stunned silence ... not believing what he saw, an all-too-familiar site.&nbsp; The looks on the faces of the mistresses and slaves who saw them in the doorway showed that the site of a fully-clothed slave and a crawling, naked Mistress was equally surprising.&nbsp; He tried to come to terms with this latest fateful twist ... not reacting as his belt was opened and his kilt torn from his waist.&nbsp; The gods surely were playing tricks ... "<em>To the bedroom.&nbsp; Now!</em>" penetrated his addled mind: Mistress Catrina!<br><br>&nbsp; His focus turned from the metaphysical to his dreadful reality as he slowly turned and followed her back to the bedroom.&nbsp; He knew that she would punish him ... as never before!&nbsp; That he only acted in his role as her Master ... and only followed the example she had set for him ... would matter little, he feared.&nbsp; He walked through the open door, turning and closing it slowly ... waiting ...<br><br>&nbsp; Garrett could see the gleeful rage that burned in her eyes ... watched as she retrieved the restraints ... the very ones he had used on her ... moved slowly towards the bed in obedience to her command.&nbsp; He climbed onto the mattress and walked on his knees to the end facing away from the headboard and wall ... to the very edge ... looking down, but painfully aware of her presence a few feet in front of him.&nbsp; He wanted to defend his actions, but not now ... not when her fierce anger burned so hot against him ...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dimensional Switch [Kurioustoohear and Secretwriter]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>19-08-2010, 05:20:37</strong>
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				She watched as he clamored into place and felt his position return, weighting his back.&nbsp; She smirked at it and reached out, lifting his chin. "Oh no. You look at me. You look right at me."&nbsp; She bound his arms and then tied the ropes off to the bed, letting the other two fall onto the floor.&nbsp; She wouldn't be needing them.&nbsp; <br><br>"So. You get a little power and you let it go to your head. You starve me, beat me, rape me…And you broke my heart. What was your motivation, Garrett?&nbsp; Has your time here really been that bad?&nbsp; You are a snake, Garrett.&nbsp; A fucking snake in the grass.&nbsp; All this time pretending to be fond of me and making me fall for you, trusting you.&nbsp; Even going to the lengths of having papers drawn up that would ensure your freedom - and settle your place as master of this house.&nbsp; Because I love you.&nbsp; But I'm not going to let how I feel about you cloud my judgment anymore.&nbsp; Nope. I've been duped for far too long by a conniving little shit! You can kiss that goodbye!"&nbsp; She marched over to her desk and snatched the drawer open, pulling out a sheath of papers.&nbsp; She held them up in front of his face so that he could see the legal letterhead and the official wax seals and stamps from the various justices that had consented to the legal division of her assets should he be granted his freedom.&nbsp; The parchments hadn't been cheap; she'd had to pay to get the motion moved through the council to begin with.&nbsp; Matrimonies to slaves weren't high on their priority list.&nbsp; <br><br>Opening her hand, she let the roll of papers hit the ground where she promptly ground them beneath her heel vindictively.&nbsp; "When I got you, you knew that you were a slave. You knew what your lot in life was to be.&nbsp; You could have had much worse in a Mistress!&nbsp; I got switched around by the gods humor, hurtled out of my environment and into another so quickly that I didn't even have time to wrap my head around it and you humiliated me, you beat me, you took to your new role with vigor and happiness, enjoying my pain. You hurt me on purpose.&nbsp; And so for that, I will hurt you!"&nbsp; Her eyes glittered with anger as she glared at him, her mind reeling with what she planned to do. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dimensional Switch [Kurioustoohear and Secretwriter]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kurioustoohear</strong> on <strong>19-08-2010, 07:49:02</strong>
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				&nbsp; Garrett did not resist or protest while she stretched and bound his arms to the bedposts ... it was her right as his Mistress.&nbsp; He could overpower her, avoid whatever she intended, but he was a soldier, and soldiers learned to obey within the system in which they found themselves.&nbsp; She had authority over him now ... and he would not ... could not ... resist.<br><br>&nbsp; She elevated his head, demanding that he look at her.&nbsp; His eyes were expressionless, although his mind was still reeling at this trick of the gods.&nbsp; Why had they changed their positions?&nbsp; He had gotten use to being her slave ... and she was a good Mistress by all standards.&nbsp; His thoughts were interrupted as she began to berate him ... accusing him of things he had not done.&nbsp; He did not starve her ... nor did he beat her.&nbsp; It was discipline, and she knew the difference.&nbsp; Had he not applied healing balm to her wounded flesh?&nbsp; Nor did he rape her ... she was his by position, and he had every right to take her any way that pleased him.&nbsp; All such thoughts fled his mind when she accused him of breaking her heart.&nbsp; His eyes narrowed a bit as he tried to understand ...<br><br>&nbsp; What he heard next shocked him even more ... his acceptance of his forced bondage was thought to be deceptive ... she now accused him of playing on her feelings.&nbsp; "<em>Making me fall for you</em>."&nbsp; "What? I never ..." he muttered, not loudly enough for her to hear, really ... it was not the place of a slave to speak when being upbraided.&nbsp; And then he heard that she loved him.&nbsp; <em>She loved him</em>!&nbsp; Garrett could not believe what he was hearing ... he had no idea that she had such feelings for him.&nbsp; He was a slave and she his Mistress ... such things are not done ... or rarely so.&nbsp; But she showed him legal papers drawn on fine parchment.&nbsp; His eyes scanned the documents ... it was true.&nbsp; She had intended to make him her husband ... to grant him that which he wanted most ... his freedom.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp; He was stunned at the realization of what he could have had ... and now was forever lost.&nbsp; No ... it can't be true ... but the papers.&nbsp; "Mistress ... I had no idea ..."&nbsp; It was the truth, a truth that would make no difference.&nbsp; He watched as his freedom was forever lost ... dropped to the floor and ground under her foot.&nbsp; Garrett felt sick in his stomach.&nbsp; She loved him ... she had intended on granting him his freedom ... and half her estate.&nbsp; How had he missed it?&nbsp; So focused on his lost past, he was blind to the future she had planned for him.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp;"<em> ... you humiliated me, you beat me ... enjoying my pain. You hurt me on purpose ...</em>"&nbsp; None of it was true, but what did it matter?&nbsp; She believed it so ... and so it was.&nbsp; Garrett sighed deeply and stared into her angry eyes.&nbsp; He was a man of discipline.&nbsp; He steeled himself for what he now expected: Humiliation ... a beating ... pain.&nbsp; That which she believed inflicted on her would now rain down upon him.&nbsp; It was his fate ... what the gods determined.&nbsp; "<em>And so for that, I will hurt you!</em>"&nbsp; In a calm, even voice, accepting again his status as her slave ... facing her, he only said, "It is your right, Mistress!" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dimensional Switch [Kurioustoohear and Secretwriter]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>19-08-2010, 08:09:44</strong>
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				"Do you know what I <em>want</em> to do to you? For your actions? I want to spank your cock until it's too swollen to piss from and then give you an herbal booster to get you hard. And then make you fuck me.&nbsp; But the problem there is that even I am not that cruel. It's my fantasy though, however I'll not make you bear that pain and only because thrice you showed me compassion last night even though you brought upon me the suffering that gave you cause for such kindness. The salve. The time soaking, and letting me rest.&nbsp; And you're correct. It is my right, but I was never truly your slave for look where we are now!" <br><br>She walked to the cabinet and withdrew the very crop that he'd punished her with.&nbsp; She returned to stand in front of him and calmly let him see the crop, running the leather flapper under his nose, down his lips, her eyes steely as she let the leather rub over his torso and lower to his cock.&nbsp; With a flick of her wrist, she pulled back and smacked the limp organ.&nbsp; She gave him time to collect his thoughts after the blow and the resulting pain before she spoke. <br><br>"A lesser woman would have broken under your hand, but not I. No. I kept myself strong with my prayers and thoughts of getting my revenge upon you. And here I have it, I don't even have to sneak around at night to get it.&nbsp; You get five for speaking out of turn. Five for the way that you brutally took my body. That was the kicker, you see, I didn't mind giving my body to you, you've had it many times. It was the pain that you inflicted upon my womb that you're paying for.&nbsp; You're getting five for spanking me when I merely halted, trying to gather my whirling feelings about the sudden and abrupt change in my life. And a further five for not thinking to worry about hunger.&nbsp; For the stunt of making me crawl like a dog, nude, you will not wear clothing until I deem it necessary.&nbsp; You will also remain confined to these quarters until a time which I deem your privileges to be returned to you."&nbsp; <br><br>She looked down at the cock that had pleasured her and that she had pleasured many times.&nbsp; "You're lucky that I don't return every favor to you, if I could stand the thought of your hands on me after the torture that this thing caused me, I would make you eat my pussy too."&nbsp; Sadness crept into her heart as she felt the papers once more underfoot.&nbsp; She swallowed a lump that had lodged in her throat and kicked them out of the way, watching the parchments scatter around the side of the room.&nbsp; How foolish she felt for having built up a relationship in her mind when he had never returned it.&nbsp; That wasn't his fault, why should he care for her when she owned him.&nbsp; "But I won't deliver all of those to your cock.&nbsp; Only five will go there and you've served one. For the pain caused to my womb with your savagery."&nbsp; <br><br>Pulling back the crop again, she struck him once on each side of his dick, though when she hit the bottom, saving it for last, she made sure to hit his balls with the leather flap. <br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dimensional Switch [Kurioustoohear and Secretwriter]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kurioustoohear</strong> on <strong>19-08-2010, 12:46:06</strong>
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				&nbsp; His face was impassive as she told him what she would like to do ... was he to feel gratitude for suffering less at her hands?&nbsp; No, he did not.&nbsp; Garrett had reverted to his previous state of mind, prepared for whatever injustices she chose to inflict upon him.&nbsp; His eyes followed her as she went to the cabinet and retrieved that accursed crop ... simply staring into her eyes as she held it up for him ... felt its edge dragging across his face and down his body ...<br><br>&nbsp; And then she struck the blow.&nbsp; Garrett let out a wince of pain as his hips reflexively withdrew inwardly ... pain shooting through his groin and into his legs and stomach, draining him of his strength as he gasped for breath.&nbsp; He bit his lower lip as he endured the ebbing pain ... slowly righting himself, for she would expect it.&nbsp; Thoughts of his previous agony flooded his mind, when she mercilessly beat his most sensitive organ ... punishment by one he considered sadistic in her anger.&nbsp; He listened and counted ... twenty strikes he was to endure.&nbsp; He clenched his teeth, working his jaw muscles as he summoned his strength to endure ...<br><br>&nbsp; He watched the parchment papers flutter around, returning his eyes when she limited five to his cock.&nbsp; And then she struck again ... Garrett again recoiled in agony, only to have her strike again ... his penis radiated pain that would not subside ... Garrett feeling lightheaded, as though he would pass out from the excruciating shocks she was inflicting upon him.&nbsp; He struggled to get up ... when she again whacked his penis from above, hitting it&nbsp; flush and robbing him of all control.&nbsp; He fell backwards, but only as far as the ropes would allow ... and then the fifth blow ... catching him square in his testicles ... sending the worst pain through his body and adding to the agony of his throbbing, inflamed cock.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp; Garrett completely collapsed, like a partially supported rag doll ... his face contorted in his torment ... a low moan of misery escaping between gasps of breath ... his body covered is a glistening sheen of sweat.&nbsp; In truth, he could not endure another lash upon his cock ... but he still faced fifteen more to his body ... 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dimensional Switch [Kurioustoohear and Secretwriter]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>20-08-2010, 12:04:45</strong>
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				She watched as he suffered, finding no true enjoyment in it, it had to be done.&nbsp; He had to learn, he had to be taught not to treat her like shit.&nbsp; It crossed her mind that the trick of the gods might not be over yet, but she was going to hope that it was and take her pound of flesh.&nbsp; <br><br>Leaving him there, she went into the hall and summoned another slave who all but came running after hearing the screams of her preferred servant.&nbsp; From him she ordered their meal to be brought up, his food to be cut into small bites.&nbsp; He would be eating it like a dog, as he'd been going to require of her.&nbsp; After the order was placed, she went back into the bedroom and shut the door.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>"You still have fifteen but I will not give them all to you right now.&nbsp; I will not torture you though you will learn your lesson.&nbsp; I don't like spanking your cock but now you know how it felt to have your cock shoved so ruthlessly into my body - each thrust a stab of shooting pain that brought tears from my eyes.&nbsp; I didn't cry because I didn't want to give you the pleasure and even today I feel bruised.&nbsp; Your cock was the hottest poker from the fiercest fire, stabbing my womb without mercy, brutalizing my body.&nbsp; I won't restrict your bathroom privileges, though I should, and I do apologize for ever having done that.&nbsp; It hurts and for causing you that pain, I am sorry.&nbsp; How little that probably matters to you."&nbsp; <br><br>She got down to her knees and looked at his abused organ, being very careful with the way she handled it.&nbsp; "I will allow you to rub the salve on yourself. When things hurt, they tend to hurt less when you have control over the pressure and I do not know how much pressure can be painful normally.&nbsp; I don't want to give you undeserved pain; you have paid the price for hurting me and you are forgiven."&nbsp; She reached over to stroke his cheek and she pressed her lips to his sweaty forehead.&nbsp; "I wipe that clean from your slate."&nbsp; <br><br>The order that she'd placed was hurriedly brought, she marveled at the speed. "Thank you, Randolph." She called the slave by name as he set up the food on the small table in the corner of the room.&nbsp; "No. Put his on the floor, no silverware."&nbsp; She made sure that the other slave knew what he was going to have to do.&nbsp; "Today he eats like a dog."&nbsp; <br><br>Randolph nodded and did as asked, she smiled as he did.&nbsp; Watching him walk toward the door, she shook her head.&nbsp; "Unbind him and help him to the floor and to his food."&nbsp; <br><br>The slave nodded again and did as she had told him, untying Garrett's hands and helped him off of the bed. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dimensional Switch [Kurioustoohear and Secretwriter]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kurioustoohear</strong> on <strong>20-08-2010, 12:52:01</strong>
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				&nbsp; He did not move ... his face showing the continual pain and throb from his injured cock.&nbsp; How she delighted in her power to render a strong man to tears ... tears he refused to shed.&nbsp; And to think he had compassion on her, when his punishments were not nearly so brutal!&nbsp; If things should change again ... for her sake, he did not wish it ...<br><br>&nbsp; Garrett heard her command another servant, but he gave it no heed.&nbsp; He focused on breathing ... on managing his pain and discomfort.&nbsp; Thankfully, it was diminishing to a more tolerable level.&nbsp; Her voice came to him.&nbsp; "<em>I don't like spanking your cock ...</em>"&nbsp; Garrett smirk at her lying words, but not enough to draw her attention.&nbsp; " <em>... now you know how it felt to have your cock shoved so ruthlessly into my body - each thrust a stab of shooting pain that brought tears from my eyes.</em>"&nbsp; He responded in thoughts only, "Spare me your reasoning for treating me so sadistically ... you do not know enough to make such a comparison!&nbsp; But you will ... if the gods play fickle!"&nbsp; And then she said something that he could agree on: <em>"How little that probably matters to you."</em>&nbsp; It matters nothing ...&nbsp; your words of regret!&nbsp; Garrett had never felt such anger and hatred towards his hypocritical Mistress.<br><br>&nbsp; He winced when she touched his cock, each movement renewing the intensity of his pain, wishing she would leave it alone.&nbsp; But she would do as she pleased ... it was her right.&nbsp; A right that, for the first time, Garrett began to question.&nbsp; He said nothing to her offer of allowing him to apply his own healing balm ... "<em>I don't want to give you undeserved pain; you have paid the price for hurting me and you are forgiven</em>" ... and answered again in his thoughts, "To hell with your forgiveness!"&nbsp; His anger and resentment began to take a deeper hold on him as she stroked his cheek and kissed his forehead ... how he loathed her touch!&nbsp; That which once he coveted, he now hated ...<br><br>&nbsp; Garrett watched as the food was brought in ... and simply stared at her when she announced that he would eat like a dog, the very punishment he had wanted for her.&nbsp; But in his mind, she was being vindictive ... punishing as a response to being punished.&nbsp; He had not acted so with her ... not one action was taken because she had exercised her authority while she was his Mistress.&nbsp; His were for the purpose of training her, to make her know what it was like to be a slave.&nbsp; But she punished him from her bitterness and anger ... inflicting pain for pains' sake, despite her justifications.&nbsp; He would never accept that he deserved what she was now putting him through.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp; His arms dropped to his side when Randolph released them ... and accepted his assistance in getting off the bed and set down on the floor.&nbsp; He was still weak ... his cock still sore and radiating its discomfort with each slight movement.&nbsp; Garrett gingerly crawled over to the food she had placed on the floor for him.&nbsp; The humiliation of his half naked body walking on hands and knees was lost on him as he only wanted to eat.&nbsp; No caring who saw, he leaned his upper body down to the food ... his ass raised up in the air as though to be taken ... and began to eat the meat one morsel at a time ...<br><br>&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dimensional Switch [Kurioustoohear and Secretwriter]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>20-08-2010, 23:19:20</strong>
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				She couldn't hear his thoughts but if she'd been able to, she'd have striped him good for it!&nbsp; She just wanted him to understand, to see what he'd done to her, and to know that she wasn't going to put up with that.&nbsp; Lest the gods have another burst of hilarity, she wouldn't have to.&nbsp; She wasn't going to forget that it might happen again or fool herself into thinking that it had all been a bad dream. <br><br>Watching as Randolph helped Garrett to his position, she looked down at the plate and sighed, moving to cut up a few pieces into smaller bits.&nbsp; "Enjoy."&nbsp; She looked at Randolph who hadn't quite taken his leave as expected.&nbsp; "Yes?"&nbsp; <br><br>"Is he no longer your preferred slave, Mistress?&nbsp; If not, I humbly offer my services to your be-"&nbsp; He was silenced by the palm of her hand, lifted into the air, her fingers pointing up. <br><br>"He is still my preferred slave, Randall. I know that I have not used your services, nor anyone else's since I took on Garrett.&nbsp; I appreciate your offer but until he does something to get himself removed from that position, I will be remaining monogamous with him.&nbsp; He isn't allowed to touch other women and I feel that it is only fair for me to be only with him, despite what my rights are.&nbsp; Why don't you go play with one of the slave girls?"&nbsp; Sadly, the slave girls often got pregnant quickly as there were so few of them, only about five on the whole&nbsp; estate.&nbsp; So many cocks came at them that some nights they were servicing multiple men.&nbsp; But most of the girls had been concubines anyway; it wasn't like they knew any different of a life. <br><br>"Yes, Mistress."&nbsp; He knew when he was dismissed and hurried out of her sight before he pressed too far, his face showing his sadness.&nbsp; He'd wanted to be the favored slave and had been until Garrett had been bought.&nbsp; <br><br>Catrina sighed and returned to her meal, eating slowly and with a heavy heart.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dimensional Switch [Kurioustoohear and Secretwriter]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kurioustoohear</strong> on <strong>21-08-2010, 11:34:30</strong>
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				&nbsp; Garrett focused on eating the food placed before him.&nbsp; His hanging cock stopped throbbing ... a welcomed relief.&nbsp; Without that distraction, he listened to the exchange between his Mistress and this slave.&nbsp; His interests piqued when he heard that Randolph wanted to replace him as her preferred slave.&nbsp; What followed next was a revelation to him ... his mind working to put it all together ...<br><br>&nbsp; He had not realized that she never allowed other slaves to service her needs.&nbsp; Garrett had assumed it ... that he never saw her intimate with an other was discretionary, he thought.&nbsp; The times when she was gone from him, he thought she might be enjoying another ... when he thought of it at all!&nbsp; She really did have feelings for him beyond her ownership of him.&nbsp; That explained her reaction to his treatment of her ... and why she did not see it as he intended: a lesson for her in the world of a slave!&nbsp; She could not see it ... her own seemingly rejected feelings clouding all of her thoughts.&nbsp; A sense of regret overwhelmed him ... how had he missed it?&nbsp; He was so focused on himself ... on his lost freedom ... that it blinded him to how she felt for him.&nbsp; Her kindness towards him, he thought, was a manifestation of her benevolent nature ... and not expressions of ... love.<br><br>&nbsp; And it made sense, now, that she truly intended to free him and have him as her mate.&nbsp; What a fool he had been!&nbsp; Their conversation ended ... she would not replace him as her preferred slave.&nbsp; Garrett was finishing his food as the door closed.&nbsp; He saw her walk past him ... how foolish he had been!&nbsp; Pushing and extending his arms, he lifted his body and head to face her.&nbsp; Looking up, he called in a very subdued voice.&nbsp; "Mistress ... I ..."&nbsp; He wanted to apologize to her ... to tell her of his misjudgments ..."&nbsp; But the words did not come to him, perhaps distracted by the renewal of pain she had caused him.&nbsp; "I am finished."&nbsp; He looked down ... but his thoughts still grappled with what he had learned of her.&nbsp; If anything, it tempered the ill-feelings and resentment he had developed towards her.&nbsp; And he still faced more punishments from her ...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dimensional Switch [Kurioustoohear and Secretwriter]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>21-08-2010, 13:01:05</strong>
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				&nbsp;Catrina was weary of the day's events, weary from them on top of that. She didn’t really want to whip him, on one hand, but yet she knew that she had to, there was no other way for him to learn.&nbsp; To see what he'd done.&nbsp; She swallowed and pushed her food away, having been stirring it more than she'd been eating though she managed to get about ten bites total into her stomach.&nbsp; <br><br>"Yes?" She asked softly when he called to her, not looking at him immediately but rather staring off into space.&nbsp; "Oh. Okay.&nbsp; Go wash your face and apply salve to your dick. I don't want to hurt you any more than I have to."&nbsp; <br><br>She waited for him to comply, as she knew he would, and picked up his plate, setting it on the table.&nbsp; She tried to take a few more bites of her own meal but didn't get more than two down.&nbsp; Fuck it.&nbsp; <br><br>When he returned, she looked at him.&nbsp; "I'm not going to tie you up for this. You're going to take it like a man. Do you understand? Fifteen, five per buttock, the other five… We'll knock five off. You ate your meal without complaint and didn't speak up against the errant fool who overstepped his bounds to try to take your place.&nbsp; He's an ass kisser and he's a bit beady eyed lately, I don't know what his problem is.&nbsp; He stares." She shuddered and moved toward the bed.&nbsp; "I'll continue after our stomachs have settled."&nbsp; Hers was currently doing flip flops.&nbsp; She picked the papers up and tossed them on top of her desk before sitting back down on the mattress. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dimensional Switch [Kurioustoohear and Secretwriter]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kurioustoohear</strong> on <strong>21-08-2010, 13:15:16</strong>
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				&nbsp; "Yes, Mistress," he said, slowly standing to move off to the bathroom.&nbsp; Every step brought a fresh wave of pain ... causing his to walk gingerly with his steps slightly spread.&nbsp; Once inside, Garrett inspected his dick.&nbsp; It was an almost fiery red and appeared to be slightly swollen ... and sensitive to every touch.&nbsp; Sighing, he retrieved the healing balm and dipped his fingers in ... even the touch of the jell smarted.&nbsp; He put a varying layer of the balm on his shaft and balls.&nbsp; It was good that he was not permitted to dress ... he immediately pulled off his tunic in obedience to her command.&nbsp; He then washed his hands and his face ... and slowly returned to the bedroom.<br><br>&nbsp; He looked at her as she informed him of her desires.&nbsp; His look neither reflected anger nor sadness.&nbsp; That she truly cared for him had somehow righted their relationship ... and robbed him of all his resentment towards her ... and made him consider how he felt for her.&nbsp; He had never allowed himself to feel for her.&nbsp; She was his Mistress and he, an owned slave.&nbsp; That she was an attractive and sexy woman was beyond debate ... and, for the first time ... he allowed himself to consider her in this light.&nbsp; "Yes ... I understand ... thank you, Mistress."<br><br>&nbsp; Garrett watched as she gathered the parchment papers and tossed them onto the desk ... followed her as she moved and sat on the bed.&nbsp; His punishment would not be inflicted until her stomach settled.&nbsp; But Garrett knew that he must be ready when she decided to act.&nbsp; He walked ... no, he shuffled ... to near the foot of the bed, sliding his feet to a wider stand.&nbsp; He then reached out and placed his hands on the top of the bedposts, the action causing his body to lean forward ... his ass pushed out, ready to receive its lashings ...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dimensional Switch [Kurioustoohear and Secretwriter]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>21-08-2010, 15:02:41</strong>
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				&nbsp;She looked at his cock as he walked back into the room, wincing to herself at the color that it was.&nbsp; She hated hurting him, making him feel those kinds of pain but… no…she couldn’t even blame him for breaking her heart now, it was an illusion that she'd set up in her own mind.&nbsp; She couldn't bear to let him touch her and he wasn't going to touch anyone else either.&nbsp; His touch would burn her, she just knew it.&nbsp; It would break her heart more, not that she was thinking about fucking him with his cock so swollen, though she had threatened it.&nbsp; She couldn't do that to him.<br><br>"You're welcome, Garrett," she said, not even bothering to resort to the moniker of slave for him.&nbsp; He'd reacted the way that any of her slaves would do, she was sure, if put in the situation.&nbsp; She didn't know if the others would go to the lengths that he had to protect her on the journey, though. <br><br>She knew what had caused her to fall for him, the easy camaraderie that the two shared, playful banter at times though that was a tad rarer.&nbsp; He served without question, usually without err.&nbsp; <br><br>Taking a deep breath, she rose and fetched the crop, wanting the whole mess over with and to go to sleep.&nbsp; She was exhausted from the events of the last two days. "Good boy, Garrett," she said softly as he pushed his ass out, waiting on her punishment.&nbsp; She drew her hand back, not going with her full force but making sure that he'd remember and feel the blows that crisscrossed his ass with the movement of her arm, traveling in the form of a figure eight, as the blows landed. <br><br>One by one they fell, raining upon his reddening flesh.&nbsp; Ten.&nbsp; At the last one, she grabbed the jar of gel and took off the lid.&nbsp; She dipped her fingers in it, gathering a liberal amount.&nbsp; She spread it over his cheeks, rubbing it gently over the angry red flesh, soothing the burn but not the message delivered. <br><br>She put the jar away and went to wash her hands.&nbsp; Upon completion of her task, she promptly went to the bed and pulled the covers over her head, nestling down into the comfort without giving him any orders. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dimensional Switch [Kurioustoohear and Secretwriter]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kurioustoohear</strong> on <strong>21-08-2010, 15:24:13</strong>
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				&nbsp; She finally moved off the bed to inflict the last lashes of his punishment.&nbsp; He bowed his head while he waited for the first blow ... THWACK!&nbsp; He winced, but he had experienced harder from her hand.&nbsp; The jolt to his body shook his cock, causing more discomfort than the crop.&nbsp; "One, Mistress," he obediently counted, remembering as she had.&nbsp; THWACK!&nbsp; "Two ..."&nbsp; And so it continued until he had received the ten strokes.&nbsp; Sweat had again formed on his forehead and trickled down his back.&nbsp; He remained bent over, awaiting her command ...<br><br>&nbsp; But instead, he felt the cool jell being applied to his crisscrossed ass ...&nbsp; replaying the scene they had recently experienced, save for he was the one applying the healing balm to her ass.&nbsp; Garrett was surprised at hearing nothing ... it seemed that she was lost in her thoughts, that this punishment was a mere formality.&nbsp; Gone was the wrath he experienced when she attacked his cock.&nbsp; These ten lashes ... seemed almost like foreplay, except that he sensed she wanted nothing to do with him in any sexual capacity.&nbsp; Not that he could ... not for some time ...<br><br>&nbsp; He stood there while she returned and went into the bed, covering herself without saying a word to him.&nbsp; Garrett stood there, wondering what he should do.&nbsp; Things were different between them ... a fundamental change had taken place.&nbsp; What had become his home now felt foreign to him.&nbsp; Perhaps it would be best if she sold him to another ... then the break would be clean and final.&nbsp; Garrett did not want that ... not now that he knew how she felt for him.&nbsp; Or used to feel ... he may be reckoning with something that is forever gone.<br><br>&nbsp; After a few moments, when it became clear that she had no orders for him ... he sought a place on the floor to sleep.&nbsp; All he knew was that he was to remain naked ... and he was forbidden to leave the room.&nbsp; He did not know if she wanted him in her bed ... he felt that he&nbsp; no longer was considered worthy of this privilege.&nbsp; He nestled on a rug in the corner and tried to sleep ... but it escaped him.&nbsp; Every turn of his body reminded him of his damaged cock.&nbsp; It would be a long night ...&nbsp; &nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dimensional Switch [Kurioustoohear and Secretwriter]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>22-08-2010, 04:09:01</strong>
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				Catrina knew that in her excitement she had failed to reattach his collar to his neck, her rightful mark of ownership.&nbsp; Fuck it, for one night, he could do without it.&nbsp; &nbsp;She sat up when he bedded down on the floor, peering down at him and wondering why he'd done that.&nbsp; He hated her now, that's why.&nbsp; He had resigned himself to her punishment and now loathed her. <br><br>She sighed and covered back up, but not before tossing him a pillow. "If you wish to sleep in the floor rather than sharing my bed, then so be it, but at least take the pillow. Men. Insufferable!"&nbsp; She flopped back down and covered her head back up.&nbsp; She needed sleep. It was still early in the day but she didn't care.&nbsp; <br><br>A nap was what she needed to heal her wounded heart though she really didn't care if she got out of the bed at all.&nbsp; Her eyelids felt so heavy and tears burned behind them.&nbsp; She couldn't help it, and she betrayed herself by sniffling a few times as she drenched her pillow in heartbroken tears.&nbsp; Rejection…well it just sucked. <br><br>Maybe she should just sell him? No. She couldn't.&nbsp; He would be mistreated and underfed.&nbsp; She couldn't live with herself if she did that.&nbsp; <br><br>Finally, sleep claimed her and she drifted off into miserable dreams of being naked in public, not the kind of naked that he'd enforced upon her, but being without her skirt in front of the magistrate kind of naked.&nbsp; She awoke to a shrill shriek of surprise, a woman's voice screaming the title of "MASTER!"&nbsp; She lifted her head and looked at the woman blearily, seeing a female slave scurrying to his side. "Why are you on the floor?"&nbsp; <br><br>Uh. Oh.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dimensional Switch [Kurioustoohear and Secretwriter]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kurioustoohear</strong> on <strong>22-08-2010, 09:40:47</strong>
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				&nbsp; The sound of her voice surprised him; he was sure she wanted only sleep and had forgotten about her preferred slave ... having failed to give him guidance before retiring to sleep.&nbsp; Garrett would have liked to share her bed, but he was unsure if she would allow it.&nbsp; The pillow landed inches from his head; he muttered a thank you.&nbsp; Pulling it closer, he rested his head upon it ... wondering if he should get up and join her in bed.&nbsp; No ... if she wanted that, she would have commanded him.&nbsp; He tried to get comfortable, curling up on the floor ... but spreading his legs so as not to aggravate his injured cock.<br><br>&nbsp; He dozed ... but would awaken with each unplanned movement of his body.&nbsp; It would be days before he could hope to be healed; experience had taught him that.&nbsp; And so it was ... fits of sleep interrupted inevitably.&nbsp; He continued, for he knew when she awoke, she would expect him to be ready to attend her.&nbsp; Garrett hoped for a return to normalcy ... when all of this would be behind them ... when the gods had tired of their joke ... and he could prove himself in her eyes and return to her good graces.&nbsp; Now that he knew how she felt for him ...<br><br>&nbsp; Another interruption.&nbsp; Garrett's eyes snapped open to the sound of s shrieking woman.&nbsp; He quickly turned his head to see if something had happened to his Mistress ... perhaps Randolph had returned.&nbsp; No ... she too had been startled from her slumber.&nbsp; "<em>Why are you on the floor?</em>"&nbsp; It took a moment for the cobwebs to clear ... she had screamed "<em>Master!</em>"&nbsp; Could it be?&nbsp; He turned and looked up into the face of a woman dressed in servants' clothing.&nbsp; "What?&nbsp; No ... I am alright.&nbsp; Do not be concerned," he answered her.&nbsp; "Go and retrieve for me my tunic."&nbsp; As the woman hurried off, Garrett sat up ... wincing.&nbsp; The gods may change their roles, but delight to leave the results in tact ...<br><br>&nbsp; He slowly rose.&nbsp; By the time he had, the servant girl had brought him a long tunic ... enough to cover his nakedness.&nbsp; He could see by the look on hr face that she saw his battered and bruised cock.&nbsp; "Master ... what ..."&nbsp; She remembered her place and, bowing, departed the bedchamber ... Garrett's appreciative words trailing her.&nbsp; He put on the tunic and girded the waist with a belt.&nbsp; He turned towards Catrina.&nbsp; "So the gods are not done playing ... and they have given you into my hands again!"<br><br>&nbsp; Garrett walked about the room, surveying the changes that marked this as <em>his</em> bed chamber.&nbsp; Gone were those feminine items that Catrina had collected over the years ... the wardrobe contained men's garments.&nbsp; His former trunk, the female slaves clothes.&nbsp; He looked over at the table ... gone also were the torn up parchment papers.&nbsp; Opening the trunk, he withdrew a small article of clothing meant only to cover a woman's cunt ... the back not sufficient to hide her ass.&nbsp; He smiled and turned towards Catrina.&nbsp; Tossing it in her direction, he commanded her strip off her clothes; she was to wear only this.<br><br>&nbsp; Walking over to her, he picked up a chain ... attaching it to her collar.&nbsp; "I will not make you walk like a dog as punishment for how I was made to eat ... but you will be chained.&nbsp; We are going for a tour of the grounds ... to see what other tricks might amuse the gods."&nbsp; He pulled on the chain and lead her out of the bedroom ... down to the common rooms.&nbsp; In all, female slaves were busy about their chores ... each one smiling and greeting Garrett as he passed.&nbsp; Some giggled at the sight of his 'preferred slave' being paraded around practically naked, and they all speculated as to what she must have done ... each one harboring the hopes of supplanting her as his chosen slave.&nbsp; He heard the chatter, but did nothing to discourage it.&nbsp; They walked outside ... Masters and their slave women going about their daily activities.&nbsp; Greetings rang out to him.&nbsp; "Ah, your slave is looking good, Garrett ... will you have her pleasure you publicly today?"&nbsp; He smiled, "Perhaps so ... but she must earn it!&nbsp; I will be sure to let you know so that she might teach your slave a trick or two!"&nbsp; Seeing men having their cocks serviced in the mouths and pussies of their female slaves aroused him ... reminding him of what she had done to him ... 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dimensional Switch [Kurioustoohear and Secretwriter]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>23-08-2010, 08:34:40</strong>
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				Catrina groaned and wanted to just throw the covers over her head and go back to sleep.&nbsp; She watched as the slave scurried from the room.&nbsp; "Weak bitch," she muttered and sat up, rubbing her eyes.&nbsp; She remembered her robe and knew where this was going to go.&nbsp; "Apparently not."&nbsp; Her tone was bored.&nbsp; She just knew that things were about to get rough, about to go for the worst.&nbsp; Not worse, worst. "And what capable hands they are."&nbsp; She groaned and threw off the bed covers.<br><br>Her eyes stayed on him and she said nothing as he tossed the small garment to her and commanded her to strip.&nbsp; With a sigh she stood, shed her robe and pulled the almost nonexistent article of clothing up over her hips, the back of her body revealed and only the mound and lips of her pussy protected by the hanging cloth.&nbsp; <br><br>Okay. From bare to clothed, that was a step up, which could only mean that she was going out of the bedroom.&nbsp; She swallowed as he put the collar on her, attached it to a leash, and told her that they were going on a tour.&nbsp; "Please don't, Garrett. Master. No. Please."&nbsp; She sighed as h kept talking and pulled her out of the bedroom.&nbsp; What care did she have of what these dumb cunts thought of her body?&nbsp; She fumed as she heard their whispers, grew rather humble and scared at the comments about replacing her.&nbsp; Tears sprung to her eyes and her wounded heart opened anew. <br><br>Her eyes turned to the ground, followed soon by her chin when she saw the men, the Masters with their slaves.&nbsp; P-publically pleasure?&nbsp; She swallowed and felt tears pricking her eyes, burning behind her eyelids and the ground swimming through her unshed tears. A few dropped but were quickly replaced by more of their kind. She heard his answer and wondered if it was only because of his sore cock or if it was because he didn't want to touch her.&nbsp; Or the hopeful thought that he wouldn't do that to her.&nbsp; <br><br>The site before her eyes was lewd and she couldn't believe it but…it was also quite hot and arousing.&nbsp; She looked away quickly and looked at his shoulder, rubbing her tears away where they couldn't see her.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dimensional Switch [Kurioustoohear and Secretwriter]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kurioustoohear</strong> on <strong>23-08-2010, 23:43:02</strong>
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				&nbsp; Garrett lead Catrina out of the courtyard.&nbsp; He wanted to get away from the other Masters ... he was not inclined to have her service him publicly.&nbsp; If for no other reason than the condition of his cock ... but also because she was a proud and refined woman.&nbsp; A mistress!&nbsp; And the realization that she had true feelings for him was still on his mind as he tried to sort out his own feelings.&nbsp; He did know that the revelation ... pleased him!&nbsp; But the life she had planned for him ... was forever gone before he even knew it.&nbsp; No ... their relationship would not change ... only switch.&nbsp; And the gods saw fit for&nbsp; him to be Master now.&nbsp; But Garrett was contemplating a plan to thwart them ... even the gods!&nbsp; Tonight he would put it into affect ...<br><br>&nbsp; They came across a long building with many doors.&nbsp; Garrett thought he knew the entire grounds, but he had no memory of visiting this place before.&nbsp; He walked up and opened the door ... the room was small and unfurnished, save for a thick pole that stuck up in the middle of the room.&nbsp; And with shackles!&nbsp; "So this is where wayward slaves are punished!" he said over his shoulder.&nbsp; He had never been here for Catrina had always disciplined him in the privacy of her bedroom.&nbsp; But Garrett pulled Catrina farther into the room.&nbsp; He lite the torch that hung on the wall ... and closed the door.&nbsp; Turning to Catrina, he looked intently at her:&nbsp; "Remove you garment and stand near the pole!"&nbsp; Once that was done, he shackled her facing the pole.&nbsp; He then moved behind her and, putting his foot on the inside of hers, forced her to take a wide stand ... opening her legs ...<br><br>&nbsp; He then walked around the room ... looking for some device he might be able to use.&nbsp; "I must tell you ... I know you think your punishment of my cock fair ... but I disagree!&nbsp; You have rendered it useless for days ... it is even painful to relieve myself!"&nbsp; But he found none.&nbsp; Returning to her, he took hold of her chin and pulled her face towards him, smiling.&nbsp; "And the lashes upon my ass ... a pity you saved me five ... I rather enjoyed it!"&nbsp; He was sure she would think him mocking her ... but it was true.&nbsp; He could not explain it ... perhaps it was because he knew she loved him once ... but there was a sexual component he had never experienced before ...<br><br>&nbsp; Moving behind her, he looked at her ass ... and the space formed by her spread legs.&nbsp; "You gave me five with a crop ... in payment, you will receive ten!"&nbsp; With that, he pulled his arm back and, palm side up, swung his hand between her legs, smacking her pussy.&nbsp; Garrett smiled ... this too was sensual.&nbsp; "Please count ... I do not wish to give less or more than you deserve ..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dimensional Switch [Kurioustoohear and Secretwriter]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>24-08-2010, 08:50:30</strong>
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				She followed him, not caring who saw her now because she just didn't have it in her.&nbsp; Her heart was too broken and her fear too great to worry about nudity.&nbsp; He had shamed her in front of the women and their comments had stung.&nbsp; <br><br>It soon became clear where he was taking her and she didn't understand how he'd even found it - he'd never been there.&nbsp; She'd never subjected him to this place, never put him on display or humiliated him in it.&nbsp; "Yes."&nbsp; Her word was quiet and lonely, her tone reflecting the same emotion. <br><br>"Yes, Master," she said in a defeated tone, knowing that he was going to get his revenge upon her for spanking his cock and ass.&nbsp; She swallowed and tried not to show the fear that caused her to shake as her fingers moved to her waist and pushed the strap down over her hips.&nbsp; The scrap fell at her feet and she stepped toward the pole.&nbsp; &nbsp;Her body trembled so hard that it ached as she felt him strap her in. She felt his foot forcing her legs apart and she spread them, standing widely exposed to him.&nbsp; Tears rolled down her face and she was glad that he couldn't see them.&nbsp; She did her best to be silent.&nbsp; <br><br>"I'm sorry, I just wanted to show you how much you hurt me <em>inside</em>… rendering me useless for days."&nbsp; She'd had rough sex but never that rough.&nbsp; Her words were weak and squeaked, she didn't know if he even understood them.&nbsp; "I didn't like doing it. I didn't like hurting you! I never have!" she wailed, knowing she was at his mercy and that she was going to pay.&nbsp; She was forced to look at him and he would unavoidably see her sadness, her fear, and her sorrow.&nbsp; She tried not to look into his eyes but focused instead on his smile.&nbsp; <br><br>He…enjoyed getting his ass spanked?&nbsp; Surely he was mocking her but she saw the odd expression.&nbsp; She hung there even as he moved around her, that weird smile stuck into her brain.&nbsp; She'd never seen him enjoy a punishment before.&nbsp; Ever.&nbsp; "Ten!?" She barely squeaked the word before she felt the impact, howling in more anticipation of pain than anything, fearing that it would be excruciating.&nbsp; "One!"&nbsp; She called it out, the sound strained.&nbsp; She panted for air, surprised at the pleasant burning tingle on her naughty bits.&nbsp; Bracing herself, she waited for the next nine. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dimensional Switch [Kurioustoohear and Secretwriter]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kurioustoohear</strong> on <strong>24-08-2010, 20:10:16</strong>
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				&nbsp; Garrett brought his hand up again, smacking her twat ... a smile forming on his face.&nbsp; Waiting to hear the count, he then slapped between her legs again ... and then again, only not with as much force.&nbsp; His smile turned into a wince as his cock grew ... sending pain through his body.&nbsp; He was getting aroused by this 'punishment!'&nbsp; The sixth blow lingered as he let his fingers feel the wetness that had formed ... and then a seventh.&nbsp; Again he stopped and rubbed her pussy ... wincing, but tolerating the pain for the pleasure he was getting from this.&nbsp; He did not linger as much after the eight, remembering that this was suppose to be punishment.&nbsp; The ninth and tenth were harder ... just to make sure her cunt was sore for a while.<br><br>&nbsp; "There ... I forgive you for beating my cock!"&nbsp; He unchained her from the post and lead her back to the house.&nbsp; He ordered that food be brought to his bedroom chamber.&nbsp; He then lead her up to the room and, unchaining her ... told her that she had his permission to dress as she liked.&nbsp; Garrett had mellowed towards her.&nbsp; The anger has long fled him ... he was enjoying his role as Master, and her company as well.<br><br>&nbsp; Garrett said very little as they ate ... he gave Catrina the freedom to do as she pleased.&nbsp; He had made up his mind as to what he was going to do ... it was all that he could do!&nbsp; Tonight ...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dimensional Switch [Kurioustoohear and Secretwriter]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>25-08-2010, 09:13:08</strong>
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				She moaned and writhed, twisting at her shoulders and panting as she counted, and her body sore but so very aroused.&nbsp; She had her eyes slammed shut, squeezed as tight as they would go even as she wailed.&nbsp; She counted out each strike, squirming in pain and delight as he rubbed her soaked snatch.&nbsp; <br><br>Fully naked, her scrap of clothing left behind, she had no choice but to go back for he led her by her stupid collar and that damnable leash.&nbsp; <br><br>Blinking as he told her that she could dress, and knowing that the only thing to wear was her slave clothing that hid very little, she donned her outfit that only had a scant top and a short skirt with a small loin cloth.&nbsp; She didn't put it on because her pussy hurt too badly, her lips swollen and puffy, violent and angrily red. <br><br>She roamed the room, not wanting to leave it for fear that she'd rip the hair out of any of the other slaves for the comments that they'd made.&nbsp; When it came time for dinner, she sat carefully and ate her food, glad that he hadn't made her eat on the floor.&nbsp; Stealing glances at him, she wondered why he liked it when she spanked him that time.&nbsp; Had he always?&nbsp; "Had you always? You know, liked it when I spanked you?"&nbsp; She didn't understand why she'd enjoyed what he'd done.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dimensional Switch [Kurioustoohear and Secretwriter]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kurioustoohear</strong> on <strong>28-08-2010, 17:54:29</strong>
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				&nbsp; The quiet tension was broken by Catrina. <em>"Had you always? You know, liked it when I spanked you?"</em>&nbsp; The question took him by surprise ... he had forgotten he had said it ... and why.&nbsp; He smiled and looked away, searching his mind for an answer.&nbsp; "No ... not at first.&nbsp; It was a humbling experience for a former soldier and commander of men."&nbsp; He paused ... he knew why it was different this last time.&nbsp; Garrett knew that she had genuine feelings for him ... the knowledge causing him to reconsider his entire time as her preferred slave.&nbsp; "This last time ... yes ... I really enjoyed it."&nbsp; He shrugged his shoulders and smiled, returning his gaze to her.&nbsp; "And who knows why?"<br><br>&nbsp; The rest of the evening passed and it was soon time for bed.&nbsp; Both having bathed as before when he was Master, they climbed up upon his bed.&nbsp; Turning towards her, he said, "I do not think either of us is in any condition for some fleshly pleasures."&nbsp; Looking into her eyes, and knowing what he planned, he felt a sadness.&nbsp; He would never see her again.&nbsp; Leaning over, he kissed her tenderly, "Good night, Catrina."&nbsp; He turned onto his side and closed his eyes ...<br><br>&nbsp; Garrett waited until he could hear the steady breathing of Catrina before moving.&nbsp; Looking over his shoulder, he saw her peacefully sleeping.&nbsp; He slowly got up out of the bed, not wanting to disturb her, and gathered his clothes.&nbsp; There was nothing he planned to take, save the clothes on is back ... he would forage until his situation clarified.&nbsp; Walking softly towards the door, he looked back at her one last time and left the bedroom.&nbsp; Walking to the common areas ... he saw no one.&nbsp; The entire household was asleep.&nbsp; Good ... no questions ...no witnesses ...<br><br>&nbsp; Garrett made his way to the stables.&nbsp; He selected a large brown horse ... one that looked fit for battle.&nbsp; Mounting the steed, he walked it through the courtyard and to the main road leading away from this place.&nbsp; He then spurred it into a gallop ... Garrett wanted to be far gone when it was discovered that he had fled.&nbsp; As he galloped, his mind wondered to the strange events of the past few days.&nbsp; So let the gods play their game ... he had had enough.&nbsp; After a few hours riding, he turned the horse off the main road and down a path to a still lake.&nbsp; He dismounted and tied the horse to a tree, leaving the animal enough rope to be able to graze.&nbsp; Tired, he found a suitable place to lie down and get some rest.&nbsp; But just a few hours ... he had a long way to travel.&nbsp; Soon, Garrett was peacefully resting ...<br><br>&nbsp; A hard knock was heard at the bedroom door.&nbsp; 'MISTRESS!&nbsp; MISTRESS!&nbsp; <em>COME QUICKLY!</em>&nbsp; It is your slave!"&nbsp; When the servants had arose early to prepare for the day ... just as the sun began to appear on the horizon ... their routine was interrupted by the sight of a man sleeping at the gate of the estate.&nbsp; He was instantly recognized ... the game of the gods was not so easily foiled ... 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dimensional Switch [Kurioustoohear and Secretwriter]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>03-09-2010, 04:37:57</strong>
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				She didn't know that he'd tried to leave, but when she was wakened the next morning, she was not a happy camper to find him just inside the gate.&nbsp; She had ran there, frantically rushing to find out what was going on.&nbsp; <br><br>When she saw him, she didn't know what to say but given the circumstances, she knew that he could have been wandering and stretching his legs.&nbsp; She hoped.&nbsp; "Leave us," she commanded haughtily.&nbsp; People faltered for a moment. "<em>Leave</em> us," she repeated angrily.&nbsp; They scattered, returning to their tasks.&nbsp; "What's going on, Garrett? What were you thinking? Were you leaving?"&nbsp; Her eyes reflected the horror at her words.&nbsp; "Have I really been that bad to you?"&nbsp; <br><br>She sat down beside him and looked into his eyes, her gaze soft and undemanding.&nbsp; "Why are they doing this to us? What are they trying to tell us?"&nbsp; She reached out and cupped his cheek, stroking her thumb over his flesh.&nbsp; She felt that everything was out of control and that just when things had settled, the gods pulled their trick again.&nbsp; It was confusing to her and she didn't know what to do about it. <br><br>"I mean, look when they switch…" She took a deep and shuddering breath. "Please don't leave me, Garrett. I don't know what I'd do without you here."&nbsp; Her words were honest and heartfelt, she just hoped that he'd listen.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>
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