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Hilda’s
two Masters part 6 of 15
- Do you want to be my
slave-girl? I mean for ever?
It came suddenly. I
didn’t know anything about him, if we are well suited to each other, if I
suited to him and it he suited to me. I had only seen some of his qualities,
certainly positive. I wasn’t born yesterday, there must be negative as well.
I have to follow my
heart as usually.
“Do you want to be my
slave-girl?” it echoed in the room and in my ears. Unanswered.
I saw in my girlish
mind a black and white picture of a man kneeling before his fiancé and asking:
“Will you married me?”
It is just so romantic
a girl wants it.
But a man who wants a
slave-girl, how does he do it?
He wasn’t at his knee,
but I was and I had also his dearest body part in my mouth and caressed it
carefully with my tongue and lips, as a little as a pre-answer to my delayed
reply.
-*-
“Do you want to be my
slave-girl?” was still ringing inside my head and I hadn’t answered my Master.
It felt like ten of thousands of seconds had passed. Every second was a heavy
stone on my head. It didn’t help that my tongue stroke gentle of his glans. He
wanted an answer.
Why? My heart didn’t
hesitate. I had not got any order to let his cock leave my mouth, but I
understood that was a lame excuse and when he expected an answer from my mouth
it was the same as an order to open it for an answer.
- Yes I will!
I answered him looking
him straight in his eyes to really confirm my answer.
Then I let my mouth
return to his marvelous cock and I really felt like a good slave-girl.
- I mean really. I
want you in a 24/7.
He added and looked
suddenly grave, but soon his invitingly smile returned in the corner of his
mouth. My mouth was busy with another and self-imposed tasks than giving
smiling signals.
But I lifted my head
to answer and then dive again.
- Yes Master, I mean
that too.
- I know many that
write slave-contracts but I want one step better. I want a deed of gift at your
body and mind so that you don’t regret it and leave me. I don’t want to loose
this pearl that Fortune let me found. Elin will get a kiss, if you don’t mind?
- May I let it leave
my mouth, Master?
I asked with his cock
partly inside my now opened mouth. I could barely understand my words, with it
still in my mouth.
But he did and I felt so obedient and good
when I asked for it.
- By all means! Yes,
you may!
Wonderful!
I thought.
* here
is a gay that know what he wants.
“I don’t want to loose
this pearl that Fortune let me found!”
That was my
reply! I also felt that my inner
happiness washed away every trace of hate to Elin.
- Kiss her all you
want and give her a kiss from me at the same time.
- You’ll do that
yourself!
It felt like an order.
- Yes Master!
I answered obedient
and wonder about how I could do that. Girls wasn’t my
cup of tea. But an order is an order so I had to make it happen I one way or
another. Must I kiss her on hr lips?
He had told me to kiss
her. I kiss with my lips but it must not necessarily be on her lips. I warn him
to be careful about what and how he orders me; I will translate it straight and
do as he says.
He wants a deed-gift
on my body and soul, my pleasure! He will have it and it will bind me for ever
to serve him and be close to him. I suppose that such a deed-gift also binds
him to me.
- Good!
- Do you want me to
write it right away, Master?
- Yes, if you want to.
- I want that, Master.
- Are you sure that
you don’t want time for consideration?
I thought: * Time for
considerations is always wise and never wrong.
But to follow my heart is always easier for me to defend.
I wanted to tie him up
to me as much as I wanted to be tied to him.
Then I couldn’t regret
it! It causes a ticklish feeling in my stomach.
- Yes, I want to write
it now, Master! Do you have paper and a pen, Master?
He went up and fetched
a paper and a ball pen and gave me sign to leave the bed. I felt obedient when
I stayed until he allowed me to go up. Wonderful!
Naked I sat down at
his dining-room-table and started to write on the paper.
Jesus, what am I
doing?
No, no foolish
consideration now. I will write it now!
I had never done this
before, but my thought was to write after my heart and then he had to correct
it if he doesn’t like it.
I already thought of
him as my Master and me as his slave-girl.
I had worked on a short
temporary post as typist at a firm of solicitors and had a little of the formal
and boring text inside my head.
§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§
DEED GIFT.
Subject: Hilda
Johansson (security number, address) below called slave-girl.
Recipient: Michael
Strömberg (I had to ask him of his whole name, security number and address)
below called Master.
Hereby surrender I,
Hilda my self, my person, my body to Michael Strömberg, to be his personal
property.
Slave-girl give up her right to decide over her own body and her
personal belongings and hand over that right to her Master.
Master owns slave-girl
totally and pledges herself to not act without his permission.
Slave-girl is his
complete slave to do with what ever I like in a 24/7 relation.
Master promises to
take care of and preserve his property.
Slave-girl may never
deny performing an order and she must always act with feeling and love.
Master has the right
to punish his slave-girl at his whim.
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Hilda and Michael has both the right to annul this deed-gift, (contract) with
three months' notice.
The annulations must
be written down on this side of the document with date and name.
Honestly!
………………….
Hilda Johansson
I accept the gift of
the slave-girl and the agreement.
…………………………
Michael Strömberg
Annulations,
unilateral.
………………………………………………………………
§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§
When I was done I
handed the paper over to Michael, who stood over me when I write it, for his
approval and possible alterations.
This was only my main
points.
If he would protest
against annulations I would explain that if works out between us I would gladly
write a new contract without of the word annulation’s.
Annulation’s was instead of “time for consideration”. I wanted to follow my
heart and throw myself straight into this without of any other safety net than
the annulation’s.
Three month! WHOW! So nice and ticklish in my whole body.
Sometimes it is
wonderful to be crazy in a temporary let-go way.
But my common sense
and my heart had a battle to my hearts advantage.
My God, what am I
doing? I’m giving my will and myself away to a man that i had known in just
hours.
Am I crazy or am I
crazy?
I know that I’m
mentally vulnerable after Mats has left me, but to take the very first man.
This man had whips and long knifes inside his entrance hall as a generally
warning to anyone.
My common sense send
out alarm waves that flashed around me as flashlights.
I must be mad that
handed over me to a stranger at his beck and call. To pass over my body, that
detected a ticklish feeling in my clitoris, so strong that I wanted to put down
my hand to relieve the itch. But I didn’t.
I even ponder over
asking him if a may, but that dishonor question didn’t leave my lips.
My heart persisting
that giving me away to this man was the right thing to do. If I don’t dare I
can’t win. It felt so damned nice in my body to do it. Now I was able to
experience how it felt to be a slave-girl in the real world. It felt as if my
play with Mats had only been pretending. Now it was serious.
I really shuddered at
the thought of it.
Will be continued
Cecilita
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