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MRWADE.239 By Master Wade
Carmen
Carmen arrived at Dan's house at 1:30. She was sorry,
she said, her son had come down with a fever and she had
taken him to the emergency room. He was better, and was
staying with her mother now. Could they still make the
festival? She hoped so. She had so looked forward to it.
"Does your husband live with you now?", Dan asked,
calmly.
"No, of course not. Why would you ask such a thing?"
"I just wondered. It would explain some of the things
that have happened lately."
"But why would you ask that? I don't understand."
"It just occurred to me that you might have let him move
back in with you."
"No. Goodness. That's been over with for a long time.
Why would I lie to you about that? You'll never trust me,
will you? You're something else.
"I want to believe you. It just isn't very easy
sometimes."
"Right. Well, I don't think I want to go to the festival
after all. I'm not really in the mood for that now. I think
I'll go check on my son. You enjoy yourself, "Master of
Desire".
Carmen walked away, leaving Dan alone.
Dan didn't call Carmen for days after that, and recieved
no calls from her. His heart was broken. He could hardly
believe that Carmen would have lied to him so completely. He
wondered how long her husband had been back in their home,
and if her intentions with him had ever been genuine. He
tried to forget her, but every time he turned on the
television and saw a couple together, he thought of her.
Every time he fought back his urge to be in a D/s
relationship, he thought of her. Every time he masturbated,
or tried to, he thought of her. It got to the point that he
could hardly work, or hardly sleep.
Dan considered all his options. He knew that Carmen was
a genuine submissive. He just simply would not believe that
she was not. And he also could see that there was little of
value left in her marriage...in fact, there wasn't a
marriage, she truly was divorced, he had checked on that and
found it to be true. She was allowing her ex-husband to live
with her for the sake of her son, and it was bringing
everyone misery in the process. But what could he do? He
could go on as if she didn't exist and try to deny his love
for her, or his desire for her, or at least he could try. He
could take another slave, and hope that his involvement with
her would help him to forget Carmen. He could pretend that
the things he could have had with Carmen were not important
to him, and that he was happy. He could pretend, and be a
liar to himself and to everyone else.
Dan waited. While he did, Carmen called from time to
time, just to say hi. She even came over once and fixed
dinner, as she had in the past. But it wasn't the same. Dan
knew she would be going home to her ex-husband, and Carmen
knew that things would never be right between she and Dan
until she told him the whole truth, and changed her situation
at home.
Finally the phone rang one night at 12:30. Still up, Dan
heard Carmen's sobbing voice on the other end of the line.
"I need you, Master," she said, her voice breaking.
"What's wrong, Carmen?", Dan asked, frightened. "What's
happened?"
"It's my ex. He...oh God...he trashed my house, Master.
And he's gone with Gerald. All of Gerald's things are gone
too. His room is empty. He took my son, Master!"
"Have you called the police?", Dan asked, anger building
inside him.
"No! I don't want to call the police. I just want Gerald
back."
"How do you know it was your ex?", Dan asked.
"I know it was. He found out about you. He found some
things I had hidden here. He got into my computer too. It was
him. We fought last night and now he's gone, and has taken
Gerald with him! Oh, God, Master...what can I do?"
"I'll be right over. Just wait there and try to be calm.
And don't touch things or straighten up. Just wait for me.
Can you do that?"
"I don't think you should come, here, Master. What if he
comes back?"
"For once in your life, Carmen, listen to me and do what
I say. Sit down and wait for me and do NOTHING. I'll be there
in less than a half hour. Okay?"
Carmen finally agreed, but Dan put little confidence in
her promise to sit there and do nothing. He broke every
traffic law possible on the way to her house, and even then
felt that it had taken days to get there.
Once there, Dan could only shake his head at the damage
that had been done to Carmen's lovely home. Every room had
been disfigured, from turned over furniture and broken lamps
to the contents of cabinets and drawers emptied out and
spilled all over the floor. The handle of a sledge hammer
was sticking out of her broken computer monitor's screen.
"You have to call the police, you know. Your insurance
won't pay for any of this damage if you don't."
"His name is still on the title to the house. Can they
arrest someone who destroys his own property?"
"No, I guess not. Nor will your insurance pay for the
damage, under those circumstances."
"I don't care about any of that. I just want Gerald
back! Where has he taken him?"
"I don't know, Carmen. I know how you feel. Where do you
think he might have taken him? Do you have custody of
Gerald? Or do you have joint custody?"
"I have full custody...but it doesn't mean very much
right now, does it? I've got to find him!"
Dan tried to calm Carmen down, but she was beside
herself.
"Look...he's Gerald's father. He isn't going to hurt
him. You don't fear that, do you? He's only angry at you and
he's going to make you pay for his anger and his hurt. Gerald
is going to be okay, and you'll hear from him soon, I'm sure.
He'll miss you, and he'll want to talk with you. Your ex will
begin to realize that he has in effect kidnapped Gerald when
his anger dies down a bit."
"I don't know that he'll realize that. He's not so quick
to think of all the consequences of his actions sometimes."
"Well, then perhaps we'd better call the police and let
them start looking for him."
"But I don't want to call the police! I just want Gerald
back. I can't call the police on my child's father!"
Back and forth they went, with Carmen finding an
objection to every concievable action that Dan could suggest
they take. Finally, at nearly three in the morning, her phone
rang. It was her ex. Gerald was fine, and asleep. No, he
wouldn't tell her where they were. He would call her the next
day and tell her. She deserved everything that had happened
to her, he said, and he hoped she was happy. No, he wouldn't
wake Gerald. He had told Gerald they were taking a little
vacation together, and he wouldn't let him be worried by the
sound of his mother's voice. Perhaps he would let her talk
with him tomorrow, after she had calmed down some.
Carmen felt some better after the call from her ex, and
Dan helped her put the house in some kind of reasonable order
again. When they had done so, they talked some more.
"When you stopped calling me, I started going onto some
bulletin boards with my computer," she said, going over the
events of the last few weeks. "I wasn't doing anything much,
really, just chatting a bit with some people. But they sent
me email, and some stories from time to time. It was just
harmless flirtation and chatting, but they were dominant men,
like you.
"My ex found the letters I had gotten in the mail and he
began snooping. He got into my computer and found your name
in my address book. He got into the phone log...my answering
machine logs the calls that come in...and found your number
and realized I had been seeing you. He found the emails and
stories I'd been getting from other dominant men on the
computer. And I guess he put two and two together and went
bezerk. But he had no right! We're divorced! I just let
him move back in for Gerald's sake, honest! I haven't made
love to him, or even let him sleep in the same bed with me!
He's tried, but I haven't let him. I just wanted Gerald to be
happy. That's all."
"And you kept it all from me. Why didn't you tell me?
Why weren't you honest with me?"
"I didn't want to hurt you. And I was afraid you would
do something...try to talk to my ex...I don't know. I just
was afraid, and I didn't know what to do. And I didn't want
to lose you. I love you, no matter what you think, and I know
now that I can't deny my submissive nature forever. I didn't
want to be the one to keep my son from having his mother and
father in his life. Can't you understand that? Can't you see
how I was hoping I could have some of my needs met and still
avoid being a homebreaker and hurting anyone? I tried to
divorce him, Dan, but he kept coming back. He'd come even
when Gerald was at a friend's, and he would sit there in the
living room and watch tv, as if he still lived here. I tried
to make him stop it, but he kept coming. And I couldn't let
Gerald see me forcing him out of the house. How could I do
that?"
"You never want to hurt anyone, I know. But don't you
see, Carmen...don't you see that hurt is unavoidable? Don't
you see that life is full of pain and heartbreak? Don't you
understand that the process of living is facing up to the
truth, and accepting it, and going on? Lies don't change the
truth, they only hide it. And it never goes away, Carmen. The
truth is always there, waiting to be discovered. And it
always is."
"I'm sorry. I never wanted to hurt you, but I know I
have. I never wanted to lie to you, but I know I did. I'm so
sorry. I've made a very big mistake."
"Yes, you have. But that's all a part of life too.
What's important now is that you stop lying and begin telling
the truth. What you have to do now is stop trying to live a
double life and give your whole self to one real life where
you give your all to it. Can you do that? Don't you want to
do that, more than anything?"
Continued in Chapter Four.....
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