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Diary of a Slave (Part 1)
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While I bathed with her afterward, and asked about her day, she broke down to me, and opened up to me about her rough week at work, and I felt so much bliss that I cannot describe. She cares for me so much to trust me with her often secretive emotional sensitivity. We are becoming so close that it scares me. What would I do without her? I hope I will never have to imagine that again, but watching as she cried and holding her then, too, was an extraordinary experience. I had an impact on her. Me! I had an impact on her, and she was touched by it. To think – a slave having so much influence on her beautiful Mistress … And Mistress? If you’re reading this, just know: your beauty is effortless.
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For you, Mistress:
“I don’t know how I feel about this … Mmm … Mistress …”
“You like it,” you answer, setting the voice recorder on the bed beside me, so that I can write all of this after the fact, explaining it all to you. So that you can chronicle the very first time you used a cane on me.
I shivered as I waited on my hands and knees on the bed, just staring down at your sheets and then closing my eyes. I could hear the wind blowing outside through the trees, even with all the windows closed. With shades drawn, I was still keen to everything around me. I licked my dry lips and held position. You were so close to me.
“Are we still pretending this terrifies you?” you asked, reaching between my legs to crudely feel how wet I had already become.
“It does terrify me.”
“And it excites you.”
“… Yes.” It was so hard to breathe. I can remember that.
“I’m going to be gentle with you because you couldn’t handle all of this.”
“Yes, Mistress.” You were being honest, and cautious with me. You were feeling the long cane in your hands, double-checking for any imperfections. I could hear it with my eyes still closed, waiting on the bed for you. I knew the way you moved.
“You just needed it, didn’t you?”
“Yes-” I had started, but was surprised and tense as you spanked me just once. I had expected so much more, but it hadn’t been the cane after all. I slowly relaxed.
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Hi GrindRight!!!OMFG YOU ARE BACK!!!!! I get so happy when I see a story of yours, thank for bring it to us, dominant and submissive are my favorites, and you are undoubtedly one of the best in write this type!very good introductory chapter and I can’t wait to read moreeeeeeee!xoxo from one of your biggest fans!
Love the story, thanks for sharing.
Glad you are back.PPS
Always a pleasure miss right
Thank you for posting. Missed your writing.
I was afraid that you too had deserted the site and your fans like so many have
Thanks for coming back to the site with another interesting story of the darker side. Its good to get an understanding of things we don;t understand and I enjoy your stories because of that. Welcome back!
Oh happy day! GR is back!!! :D I really was/am glad to see a story from you again. Never even knew I could so thoroughly enjoy a d/s story until you wrote one haha. I’m having the time of my life trying to figure out who is who in this first chapter and I can’t wait for more! Thanks for sharing your talent!
YAY!!! SO happy to read from you again, GR!! You’re the best and this story is going in a very very interesting direction…I love it already, thanks so so much!! :) Cannot possibly wait for the next part!!!!
GR 😘 I feel like one of your submissive characters. The subject matter makes a terrifying yet exhilarating read 😰 yet I keep reading. Thank you for the latest installment.
Thanks, GR, for the validation…needed this story. Missed it being so busy. Love your description of the first caning…beautiful, perfect. Love the sound of it hitting the bed! Thanks for this and I’ll move on to read the next two installments!