She couldn't have said if she was disappointed or relieved to wake from the deep and dreamless sleep. She stretched lazily and searched her memory for the slightest hint of Him in her dreams but found none.

Kay slid from her bed and walked lightly to her bathroom as she passed the full -length freestanding mirror in the corner of her bedroom she gave it a brief glance. Then paused for a closer look, the woman looking back at her was the same one she had always encountered there, but there was a subtle difference that aroused her curiosity.

She moved closer. The face looking back at her had a glow, the eyes shining, and a smile played at the corner of her lips. She wondered if He would approve of the way she looked at that moment. What would He think of the wild tangle of dark hair that formed a halo around her face? She closed her eyes for a minute and imagined His fingers smoothing it back from her face.

~~Chirp�chirp�chirp~~~ the sound of the phone alerted her to a call sent her heart racing. " Him" she thought immediately, she was across the room before the second series of chirpings began.

The phone to her ear, she found herself suddenly breathless.

" Hello? " She gasped.

" Kay!" The jolly male voice wasn�t His and she sighed softly with disappointment. " Are you all right Darlin�?"

" Yes John," she sighed and sat on the edge of the bed sweeping her hair back from her face. " What are you doing up so early? "

" What�d I do catch you on the potty? " His barking laughter roared in her ear. She held the handset out from her ear until it faded.

Kay rolled her eyes, shook her head and chuckled. " No John. I was just admiring myself in the mirror." She stood up and began pick out her clothing for the day as she talked.

He snorted sarcastically " Sure ya were darlin�. Well give it up�you will never be as beautiful as me."

" Or as modest." She replied in the nonplussed manner she had developed with this friend over the years of their association. "So. Did you call me just to tell me how beautiful you are or did you have something pertinent to say?"

" Well, sure I have something pertinent to ask you."

" So ask already." She tossed a favorite sweater on the bed.

" What are ya wearing?" He started breathing heavy over the phone in his best lecherous Ray Stephens imitation.

" Same thing I am always wearing when you ask. Nothing."

" Awww damn �you know how I like to criticize your wardrobe. I picture you in black slacks and that gray sweater you like so much."

She looked down at the bed and raised an eyebrow. " How did you know that?"

" Cause its all I ever see you wear anymore. But, rumor has it that you, my fine friend, were dressed to the nine�s yesterday. And I thought to myself�" Self? Now what would have the love of my life dressed like a hot centerfold on a normal business day? And the only thing We could come up with was� a Man. So, who is He? I want to interview Him and do a through background check, see His credit report and kick the tires on His car."

" Would you believe my laundry didn�t get done and that was all I had to wear? "

" No!"

" Well that�s my story and I�m sticking to it." She chuckled, "How are Margo and the kids? And what are you really calling about?"

" They are top notch thank you and send their love. I was calling because I talked to Thomas, the computer geek, and he told me about your stalker. I just wanted to see if you are ok."

She smiled. " Yes I�m fine. I did all the necessary things. Besides I wouldn�t really call Him a stalker. I�m just not sure what to call Him and I don�t have time to go into any details right now. Give my love to Margo and the monsters"

" Ok darlin� just so you know I�m here if you need me."

" I know. I�ve always known." Her affection and thanks were carried by her tone. " I Love you too. Now let me get ready for work."

" Alright. If you are real nice to me I�ll let you buy me lunch one of these days and tell me all about it." He teased.

" Sure, I�ll have my people call your people. Bye."

" Bye have an awesome day and think about me every five minutes. " His laughter barked again as she sat the phone down in it�s cradle.

She rushed to make up for the time the phone conversation with John had taken. In spite of missing her first cup of coffee and breaking the speeding laws where ever she could she was still ten minutes late.

As she dashed in the door, she flashed back on the day before when she had approached the doors and found that her attire was not the norm. Today she looked the way she did everyday. She breezed into the office and grabbed up the phone messages from Anne as she did every other day. And, just as happened every day, Anne followed her down the hall at a fast trot. Quickly reminding Kay of several important items and efficiently making her coffee.

Kay sat and quickly booted up her computer. She looked immediately for a message from Him, her brow furrowing a little when she found none. Well She would hear from Him soon, she sighed and went back to her day�s agenda.

Before she knew it she had fallen back into her day�s work. As she moved around the offices checking various aspects of the work that was in progress, She began to notice inflections of voice, how each person moved.

"Was Master Phoenix one of these people?" The question tickled at the corners of her mind.

She took her lunch break in her office with the door shut and only the quiet hum of the computer for company. There were still no messages from Him. Maybe Thomas had blocked His access some how. She would have to ask him after lunch. As she chewed slowly on her chef�s salad she found her mind going back to her observations of her male co-workers that morning. She began trying to picture them in the role of Master Phoenix and wondering what they would be like in bed�what kind of sexual kinks they hid.

She watched the screen saver bounce across the monitor, and let her mind wander. Picturing one of the men in the department dressed in leather and cracking a whip against high black boots she burst out laughing. That line of thought was a total waste of time none of the men she worked with had the charisma Master Phoenix had. Certainly none of them could do the things to her that He had.

The afternoon passed and still there was no message from Him by any means. Before the day was over she was watching the windows for carrier pigeons to land or maybe sky writing. He hung there in the back of her mind like a ghost. Once, toward the middle of the afternoon, as she was deeply engrossed in reading a contract, she thought she felt for just a moment a soft touch on her cheek.

After work she hurried home and turned on the computer and immediately left Him an off line message.

" Hello Master are you there? " She posted and waited.

No answer came and she frowned at the monitor. She opened up the chat room list and scanned it for the Castle. It wasn�t on the list so she began wandering the rooms looking for Him.

She entered and left rooms as soon as she had scanned the names of the people there and didn�t find His. She went through every room in chat and then began again.

Half way through the second time she blinked in surprise as a chat invitation came up on her screen. Her heart leapt when she saw His name as the host� taking a deep breathe she clicked to accept the invitation.

Her eyes searched for His name the second she stepped into the room. She also noted the other name that was present. "Greetings Master." she spoke softly. After a short pause, she greeted the other Master who was present. There was no reply from either so she knelt on the floor near the door waiting for some word or gesture. Her stomach roiled with the onset of nerves that their silence brought with it.

" Good Evening My pet. Come stand here before U/s."

She rose on trembling legs and stepped to within a few feet of the two before she stopped, dropped her eyes to the floor and waited. Her hands twisted the end of the belt of her robe. Their silence seemed to go on forever and she knew they were discussing her in private messages. When her Master spoke again she jumped, her attention riveted on Him.

"Master SF is an old and dear Friend of Mine." He told her in low even tones. " I've invited Him here tonight to give Me His opinion about a few matters." He paused to let her absorb that information and the questions to start bubbling. " Disrobe lil' one."

Her eyes flew up to His for a moment then flashed to Master SF before dropping nervously. She moistened her suddenly dry lips with the tip of her tongue. Her fingers obeyed His command and began tugging the belt from its bow at her waist. The robe swung open but before she could shrug out of it Master SF's command stopped her.

" Stop! Don't move." The bold lines of His font marched across the screen. She stuttered to a stop with a quick sidelong glance at Master Phoenix.

Master SF rose from His seat and was at her side in two long strides. Dressed in a dark blue button down shirt, black slacks, and soft Italian loafers, He was like a shadow moving up to tower over her. The black curls of hair brushed the top of His shoulders as He considered her thoughtfully, His head tilted this way then that as if looking at an intricate piece of art. He raised a lock of her hair between His fingers� bending forward He lifted the dark tress to His lips and inhaled deeply. A rumbling purr of pleasure sounded from deep inside His chest.

She shivered, the pulse in her throat visibly throbbing. Her breasts rose and fell slowly as she hardly dared to breathe. Casting another glance at her Master she gulped and stood still.

Using the end of the curl He held, Master SF traced her face and throat as He conversed with Master Phoenix. " Sweet little one you have found My Friend." The curl tickled lower to the rise of her breast. " Natural breasts and so lovely."

His fingers flicked the lapel of her robe away exposing her nipple to the feathering of the puckered flesh. " Beautiful nipples... Nice and sensitive. We like sensitive very much." He chuckled.

Master Phoenix nodded His agreement and continued to watch impassively.

" Drop the robe to the floor. " Master SF commanded.

She hesitated a moment as she looked to Master Phoenix and Master SF grabbed the hair at the nape of her neck and raised her onto her toes. With one swift pull the robe was flung down to the floor at her feet. She gasped and reached back toward the hand that gripped to tightly. The hand fell back to her side as the tension on her hair eased but didn't release completely. He was allowing her to stand flat footed once again.

"She responds slowly. You will want to work on that My Friend. "

Using her hair He guided her to turn side ways before Him so that He could run His free hand down her back to grip the cheek of her ass in His palm.

" Aaahh... very nice." His fingers squeezed into the warm flesh of her bottom then lifted away and fell against her flesh with a light snap.

She gasped and jumped. He hummed to Himself thoughtfully for a moment as the shape of His fingers faded from white to deep red. He muttered softly, " Likely to bruise easily this one, you must take care not to damage such a butterfly."

His grip on her hair released and He strode back to His chair settled back into it and gazed at her thoughtfully, His forefinger tapped His cheekbone while His chin rested on the heel of His hand. Then He turned His gaze to Master Phoenix and They had a quiet conversation.

Once again she stood before the two Master's feeling humiliated at being talked about as if she weren't there. The blood flushed her cheeks a deep peach, her fists curled in on themselves and her toes curled against the plush carpet beneath her feet.

Master Phoenix turned His attention to her noting the case of fidgets and the deepening of her breath. " Be calm pet." He spoke quietly to her and she exhaled slowly trying hard to obey His command.

" Come stand before me girl." Master SF told her.

She didn't hesitate to obey this time. The stinging spots on her bottom and scalp a sharp reminder of what that meant. She quickly moved to stand before Him her head held high, eyes down, she awaited His next words.

" Turn around and spread your legs." He ordered firmly

She turned toward Master Phoenix as she obeyed. Her eyes flashed to His expressionless face. She turned her back to the two and shifted her feet a little more than shoulder width apart.

" Now bend forward and grip your ankles."

With an audible gulp she leaned slowly forward her hands reaching for her ankles. Again her eyes went to her Master from the upside down perspective. She wondered how long He intended to let this go on. Surely He was going to put a stop to this soon.

Master SF stroked His hands over ass and down her legs fingers testing the tension in the muscles.

She was intensely aware that her pussy was honey slicked and waving only inches from His face as His breath confirmed as it brushed across her skin. As much as she might protest this treatment on one level of her being she couldn't deny the excitement that was in clear evidence and cooling her naked skin.

Turning His head upside down He looked into her face and smiled. " Are you experiencing any discomfort lil' one? " He asked. The tip of His tongue stretched out to lap at the back of her knees lightly. A shiver of pleasure trembled up the back of her thighs to find its apex in the pit of her stomach.

" No Sir...no discomfort." she whispered.

" Ok now lock your hands together behind your back"

A little frown of puzzlement creased her brow as she complied. She didn't understand what He was about.

" Any discomfort?"

" No Sir."

" Good. Keep your hands clasped. Now bring your feet together and bend forward at the waist as far as you can."

Exhaling slowly she lowered her head toward the floor nearly touching her forehead to her knees.

Again He asked about discomfort and she replied that there was none. He nodded in satisfaction.

" Yes MP. I think she will do nicely." He spoke as He sat back upright, His hands tested the muscles of her thighs clinically. When they reached her exposed pussy, they paused the thumbs curling in against the cheeks of her ass He pulled them wide. Twisting His fingertips together He held her spread open before His gaze. The thumbs slid down the velvet smoothness of her glistening lips pressing them apart to expose the hood of her clit. They closed in pressing her tingling pearl between them and rolling it between them.

She moaned quietly. The thought briefly crossed her mind that said If Master Phoenix wanted to pass her around like a slut then she would be the best slut she could be for Him.

Master SF pressed the first two fingers of His right hand into the moist sheath of her womb, working them back and forth for a moment before squirming them deep inside her. A moment later two fingers from the other hand began to slowly force their way in next to their twins.

She whimpered as the fingers stretched her, and bit her lip to cut off the sound of a moan as her walls slowly spread apart to allow Him to begin to work both sets of fingers in and out of the aching quiver of her pussy. The thumbs still mashed and rolled her clit between them and her moans grew deeper with a desperate edge to them.

Master Phoenix rose to His feet then. She watched His footed feet move out of sight and return a moment later to stand beside her. Beside His boot dangled a string with a line of balls along its length. The white balls rose from her line of vision and a moment later she felt one of them bumping against the star of her anus.

Her head started to come up at the touch...Master Phoenix gripped her wrists in one of His hands and lifted forcing her head down again. A shudder ran through her as He placed Himself so that He was standing with His legs to either side of her head. His upper thighs rested lightly against her back.

Master SF began to use the fingers that weren't occupied to press the bead against her tight anus. She clenched against the invasion.

The clap of Master Phoenix's palm against the skin of her ass made her cry out. Another cry followed on the heels the first� summoned from her throat as Master SF quickly punched the ball past the resisting opening.

A blaze of pain shot through her and her head tried to come up only to find her way blocked by the pressure of His thighs. The second ball pressed for entry a second later. It's ingress aided by the sharp lap of Master Phoenix's hand against the opposite cheek of her ass. Slowly they inserted the rest of the balls by the same method.

She whimpered and sobbed with each new blast of pain from both events. Yet she was intensely aware of the fingers that still stirred aggressively inside her pussy and kneaded her clit at an aggravating half speed to the tempo of the fingers. She wanted to... needed to move...longed to rock back against the fingers that kept a deliberately uneven pace. Her ass stung like wild fire and she could feel the anal beads being rolled and shifted inside her by Master SF's fingers.

Her body shook visibly with the strain of maintaining her position and not giving into her desperate need to orgasm.

Master Phoenix was alternately striking and stroking the red skin of her bottom. Leaning forward to blow across the hot skin to cool it before applying a sharp snap of His hand once more.

Her crooning cry of imminent need to climax purred from her throat. " Ooooomygawd Masterrrrrr... Pleassssssse" she gasped.

" Please what pet? " He asked calmly. " Tell me what you want. "

" Please Master! Your lil' one wants to cummm!!! " Her words were a sobbing plea. " Please Master let this one cumm nowwww." Forming words around the incoherent moans was almost too much for her to accomplish.

" Not yet. Do Not Cum."

The grinding thrusting fingers of Master SF began to work with a regular rhythm. The thumbs rubbing and rolling her clit with a matching pace and the ball closest to the opening of her ass was tugged almost to the point of exploding from inside her.

" Now pet Cumm Now." His words rang out.

She screamed out. " Massssttttteerrrrrrrrrrr!!! " as the beads were pulled smoothly and relentlessly from her anus. The rush of the wave that swept through her nearly took her with it into the distant darkness. The muscles of her womb quivered...clenched... and then began to ripple around Master SF's fingers, flooding them with the sweet oils of her release. A droplet of which fell to her lower lip she licked the hot sweet oil and the taste burst against her tongue.

When her gasping cries subsided to cooing purrs, Master SF extricated His fingers and leaned in close to lap the oils up from her thighs.

Master Phoenix stepped back and took her by the shoulders to stand her upright. She looked dazedly at Him swaying a bit on her shaking legs. He swept her up in His arms to hold her close in His arms before turning and lowering them into His chair.

Master SF sat contentedly licking His fingers clean.

" You did well pet. Your Master is very happy with you."

" Well SF, I take it you are agreed to my proposition? "

" Aye. That I am."

Master Phoenix stroked her hair and nodded. " Lil one there will be a list of items in your e-mail that I wish you to have ready for our next meeting. There will also be a list of sites that I wish you to study."

He lifted her chin and kissed her lips tenderly. " Go now pet and get some rest. You will need it for O/our next meeting."

His hand passed over the still glowing cheek of her ass. " Good night pet." With a kiss to her forehead He lifted to her feet and watched as she turned to go with a smile playing across His lips, His eyes shining with pride and happiness.

A blink of an eye later she was looking at an empty room. She closed the window and waited for the shaking to subside. Her mind was more full of questions than ever before. Along with the firm knowledge that she would do anything to please Him which made her shudder with pleasure.

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