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Winter Escape - 9
by Pet Kaili (petkaili@yahoo.com)

***

An innocent mistake turns into something else when Kaily 
agrees to house-sit at a ski resort village for her 
friend Amanda. (Mdom/F, d/s, bd, s/m, bd, exh, spank, 
control)

***

The Understanding...

I curled and stretched, my muscles tightening then 
feeling his warmth behind me, I relax, a smile coming to 
my entire body. "Good morning pet, time to rise". I open 
my eyes and he is smiling over me, he bends down and 
kisses me, I close my eyes feeling his warmth, his 
strength, tasting the sweetness of his lips, melting 
inside. He smiles, turns and walks out the door looking 
over his shoulder as he leaves "prepare yourself but 
remain naked and come to the kitchen".

I rise out of bed, feeling the room spin as I stand, I 
shake my head smiling. The whole world has spun for me 
this week, I can't even believe the things I have done, 
that this is really me. 

I walk slowly into the bathroom, looking at myself in 
the mirror, it is just me, I'm smiling standing tall, 
confident, the changes are subtle, but I'm still the 
same woman, same out of control morning curls about me, 
same curves, same smile, I giggle to myself thinking of 
my trip to Thailand comparing the tours as we came off 
the ferry-boat and all the young boys when you asked how 
their tours were special.

They might say "same, same, but different" I felt that 
way now, the same but different. Washed my face and 
hands, brushed my teeth then I pee'd and used a warm 
cloth to wash myself. I smiled realizing I wanted to be 
his.

I walked into the kitchen and he was waiting there with 
two cups of coffee. He sits at the counter and pats the 
seat, "Sit down pet. I know this is going to be 
difficult for you but it's something you must do for 
me," he paused sipping a cup of coffee looking at me, 
smiling quietly, 

"Tell me did you enjoy last night? And pet... 'Yes Sir' 
will not suffice, I need a little more and soon you'll 
know why." 

I looked at him my stomach began to twist into a knot. I 
didn't want to talk, feeling was so easy, letting go was 
so delicious, but I didn't have the words for what I was 
feeling, I couldn't put it into words. I panicked 
pleading with my eyes not to make me talk. I murmured 
and nodded my head trying to smile. I gulped my coffee 
down, having some trouble swallowing it. 

He sat for a minute watching me squirm, drinking his 
coffee down, waiting.

"Go refill our cups pet." He smiled gently and began to 
talk. "Last night I told you that you had many things 
repressed, but one at a time," he paused and took a sip 
as I handed his coffee back to him. "The other day you 
found that through the pain I subjected you to, came 
sexual arousal and an endorphin rush. Deeper than that, 
you began to find how deep your submission runs, to your 
core."

He squeezed my hand again, calming the flutter in my 
stomach as he talked. "Things you need and desire, these 
seemingly depraved acts that you enjoy, that I enjoy, we 
can enjoy together. We connect on a deep level. You 
wondered why it was so strong, like a magnet pulling you 
to me. You allow me these pleasures not just because you 
enjoy them and not because you wish to please me, but 
because you know now that I understand. There's comfort 
and trust innate within that understanding."

He looks at me and smiles, stroking my cheek with his 
finger, pushing my hair back over my ear. "Last night we 
went out for a wonderful meal. I showed you that we can 
be ourselves hidden in plain sight. I planted a seed 
early in the day that I was going to fuck you, to use 
your body for my pleasure. I didn't take you before so 
you could see that our sex is a product of us. You also 
found what a slut you are. You accepted your deviant 
sexual desires and allow them to be a part of you." 

Taking my hair in his hand he pulls it tight bending my 
head back arching my back. "Tell me how it feels," he 
growls into my ear and I gasp relaxing, and then he 
releases my hair and hands me my cup of coffee motioning 
for me to sit down. 

I can feel my pulse has increased from his tug. I smile 
and shake my head.

"I feel free Sir, unconstricted." I drop my eyes down 
and look at my coffee, not sure how to explain. "You let 
me feel like I can do anything that no one will judge 
me, that all those little temptations and excitements 
are not only ok, but they are good, like I should do 
them. I've never felt so much, so fully in my life, my 
whole body, everything feels."

He smiled, just glowing, a kind of pride in his eyes. 
"Yes pet you felt free. You let go. It was good to just 
be you, no one to judge, no shame, just us. Good girl, 
I'm proud of you. You wish and even need to please me, 
serve me because my control allows you to let go. 

"No need to worry, no need to wonder, and yes, no need 
to even think and that is freeing. I've done this 
without taking anything away from you. It comes from a 
place of strength in you and I've put you in contact 
with that. You are stronger. It makes you happy, makes 
you smile to serve and please. Your submission has been 
compelled pet. You will never turn back pet, ever. This 
is how you will live. This is you."

I looked up at him, curious, wondering if what he was 
saying was true. I looked down at my coffee again and I 
could feel it inside myself, I knew he was right. I just 
shook my head a little and looked up, smiling, relaxed, 
it just felt right somehow, I didn't question why, I 
just knew it was right. He reached out and stroked my 
cheek again, like a proud father watching me grow, 
develop become more than I was. I smiled so much my eyes 
almost closed in a squint. "You make me happy Sir" I 
whispered.

"Normally I'd train you, and I truly don't like that 
word, it's just jargon, but show you how to do things I 
enjoy, the way I enjoy them. Rituals and protocols are 
also important." I looked at him puzzled, my head tilted 
to one side wondering what he meant. He just smiled and 
looked back at me, nodding, he understood exactly what I 
was thinking, "A ritual is something I wish you or us to 
do every day, or every time you perform a certain task. 

"For instance when you brought me my drink the other day 
and you kissed the side of the glass, I enjoyed that and 
may require you to do this each time I'm served a drink. 
Another might be when I enter you come to my feet and 
kneel. On the other hand there are rules like when you 
pee, you now wipe with a warm cloth. When you bathe 
there are rules that could cover frequency, how to wash 
etc. Point being your dominant man will establish these 
things and should communicate his desires to you so that 
they are acceptable to you. 

"We aren't together that long and I'm trying to show you 
who you are inside. Otherwise you would learn much more 
of me. You would learn to anticipate and use your 
creative nature to please me."  

He looked down for a moment, just a fleeting moment I 
could see disappointment I wanted so much to please him 
to make him happy, I didn't want it to end this weekend. 
He looked back up and smiled, tussled my hair for a 
moment, taking my frown away and making me smile too.

He stands up next to me, holding my chin in his hand 
looking down at my face. "We are going to spend our time 
enjoying us and exposing the dark corners of your mind." 
He holds my chin tighter now, pinching my cheeks 
slightly and opening my mouth slightly. 

"Find the things you enjoy that you've repressed and let 
them free. Many of them are bound in your sexuality, 
some in your need to be defiled," he presses a finger 
into my mouth and I begin to suck on it, closing my eyes 
and slipping away, feeling enjoying the sensation of his 
control. His voice slows and deepens, becoming more 
breathy, "Yes pet you enjoyed my calling you a filthy 
whore, a cunt and the like. It's why you cunt is wet 
now. Let go pet, just let go."

Standing up he takes the necklace from my throat, 
grabbing the leather collar from the table and putting 
it around my neck pulling it tight. He put the necklace 
back in the box it came in. He has changed his demeanor 
I can feel it, so I sit up straight and look at him. 

He points to the floor in front of him and I drop 
instantly to my knees in front of him, looking up 
waiting for his instructions. "Worship my feet my 
bitch." his face is hard now, his voice stern. I look 
puzzled not sure what he wants me to do and he repeats 
the command. "I expect you now to understand, worship." 

I bend low and begin to kiss his feet, resting on my 
forearms and elbows on the floor I close my eyes and 
just feel taste enjoy the feel of his skin on my tongue, 
kissing each toe, nibbling gently then licking the arch 
and kissing his ankles my ass is high in the air as I 
enjoy his feet I can feel my cunt begin to throb the 
more I kiss the more I lust for his feet the more my 
heart races the more my wetness increases.

As I begin to pant, my need increasing I feel his hand 
in my hair pulling me away dragging me to my knees. 
"Prepare my breakfast my pet and call me from the porch 
when it's ready. Bring my coffee to me as well." my eyes 
are glazed and I feel weak as I watch him smile and turn 
to walk away, opening the door and stepping out into the 
sun on the back balcony.

I shook my head, longing for him, but realizing I needed 
to move. I'm not much of a cook, but I thought back to 
what he had fixed for breakfast. There was some bacon 
and some eggs in the refrigerator and I could do a 
reasonable job with that. 

So I got to work, and fixed up a plate of scrambled eggs 
with some shredded cheese and several slices of bacon. I 
toasted and buttered some mixed grain bread and poured a 
glass of juice as well as a fresh mug of coffee. I found 
a tray to carry it to the deck on and put the silverware 
in a napkin and grabbed a flower from the vase to set 
along the top. I picked up the tray and made sure I 
could carry it in one hand so I could open the door as I 
went out. 

I got through the door and then held it in both hands 
concentrating on what I was doing. I got the tray in 
both hands again and glanced up at him, watching me. I 
suddenly felt weak, my legs trembled a little and the 
tray shook. I dropped my eyes down again and steadied 
the tray. I walked carefully to his side and knelt down 
beside him, holding the tray up for him, waiting...

To be continued...

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
any way, shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any 
of the scenarios in this story should seriously consider
seeking professional help.
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