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This story is an outtake from my second book, the one I am writing right now. It has not made the grade for the book, but I wondered I would distribute it here for your pleasure. Part II comes in a couple of days.

I knew that I was in big trouble. For the third time in as many days, I had broken the rules. Rob had been very clear with his instructions: I had to be back in my cage by 5:00 p.m. It wasn’t really my fault. I had met up with Gillian at Notting Hill Gate for lunch. We talked and talked. I had so much to tell her! Before I knew it, it was 4:30 p.m. I still had time to make it back to The Spire before my deadline, but, as luck would have it, there were delays on the Central line. By the time I got back to the apartment, it was ten past five.

Rob was already home. I knew that my best bet was to admit my mistake. He might appreciate my contrition and be lenient. I made my way to the lounge. Rob was seated on the sofa, reading his messages. He took no notice of me. I put my purse on the coffee table and took off my shoes. My mulberry print dress went next. I folded it neatly and placed it next to my purse before taking off my sheer tulle bodysuit. I heeled, as he had taught me on our first day together. I sank to the floor with my bottom resting on my heels. I splayed out my legs, placed my hands, palms upturned, on my knees, looked down at the carpet, and awaited his pleasure.

Rob did not keep me waiting for long. I heard him put his phone on the coffee table and felt his bold grey eyes inspecting me. “Look at me, Kate!”

I looked up at my master and was about to speak. I saw him raise his finger to his lips. “Shhh…,” he hissed. “Well, Kate. You are late yet again. What is your excuse this time?”

“I am sorry, sir. I met Gillian for lunch, and we were talking. I did not notice how late it was. I would still have made it back to my cage in time, sir, but there were delays on the Central Line tube.”

“I am not angry, Kate. However, please do remember—it is your duty to follow my orders. The next time, set an alarm and allow for delays on the tube. Is that clear?”

“Yes, sir.”

“It is Clifford’s birthday today, Kate. I want to give him something really special to express my appreciation for his loyalty to me.”

“I am sure he deserves it, sir. What did you have in mind?”

“He fancies you. I can sense it each time we talk about you. I am going to let him have you for an hour. How do you feel about that?”

“Sir, you are my master. You have dominion over me. My feelings are irrelevant. If you want me to be his reward, sir, then that is your right and your privilege.”

“Very well. He can finger-fuck you, but otherwise, your pussy will be out of bounds for him. He can use your mouth and throat in any way he likes, but he will have to use a condom. He is allowed to discipline you and punish you in whatever way he pleases. I expect you to treat him with the same affection and respect as you treat me.”

“I will do my best, sir. You know that I always try to please you, sir. Once again, I am truly sorry that I was late getting back to my cage.”

“While you are under my ownership, I expect fewer apologies and more obedience. Is that clear?”

“Yes, sir.”

“He is coming here in about a quarter of an hour. We had better get you ready.”

Rob was silent for a few seconds while he inspected Kate. “I want to give Clifford the pleasure of unwrapping his present. I think I will gift-wrap you.”

NSFW: yes

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