Already a Submissive Tendency

Chapter 5

by The Traveling Master

Tags: #dom:male #m/f #pov:bottom #sub:female

I looked, thoroughly surprised, at the leather collar in the box. It wasn’t that large. Maybe an inch high… The leather itself was thick and the inside of the collar looked laced with some type of velvet fabric. A small ring adored the front while a simple clasp was present at the back.
 
Looking at it, I got flooded with images of myself wearing it. Completely naked… I could almost remember… Yes… In a few of those incredible scenes of orgasm I experience in at the dinner… I remembered seeing myself with it. Even… Feeling it’s tightness around my neck…
 
With a small smile, I realized this was MY collar. One I had worn for him before. Now he was giving it to me. No doubt he expected me to wear it tonight… 
 
Tonight…
 
God… I was really going to see him… I had given in… I had no choice now. I gave up that right. All to finally experience his manhood… And remember it… What did he mean when he said I needed to earn back my orgasms? I started to drift into a mindset that was definitely NOT work related. Lucky for me, I got brought back to reality.
 
“What'cha got there?” I heard Heather said.
 
I snapped the box closed and looked up sharply. Heather was trying to get a look.
 
“Nothing!” I said. “Just some old things my sister sent me!” 
 
I felt bad about lying to her, but I couldn’t very well tell her that it was a submission collar! What would she think?
 
“Oh ok…” she said as she got back to work.
 
I almost sighed aloud with relief. I put the box in my bag and got to work. It was hard to concentrate. I could still feel the exquisite soreness between my legs. He was definitely large. Just how large I wondered… He had fucked me in many different positions, that much was clear… But I had trouble getting a clear sense of him. I almost laughed aloud when I thought that I probably could picture his cock better than I could picture his face.
 
He was nameless… He was powerful… Like a towering figure… Dominating my fantasy… Dominating me…
 
I shook my head as I tried to get my mind back to my work. For an hour or so, things seemed to be looking up. But about half way through the afternoon, I glanced at my bag while I was getting papers out of the printer. I could almost see the shape of the box inside…
 
The collar…
 
I bit my lower lip. I yearned to see it again. I wanted to put it on… To feel it around my neck… What the hell… I had a break coming up anyway. I looked around to make sure no one would notice before I opened my bag again. I worked the box open and took the collar out of it. I bunched it up in my hands and made my way to one of the bathrooms. Luck for me, it was a private one. I locked the door as soon as I was inside. 
 
My hands started to tremble as I opened my palm and looked at the collar. Right there… In my hand… The very symbol of what I had accepted. It was heavy with meaning… But felt light as I lifted it. I looked at myself in the mirror and couldn’t resist. I took a deep breath, feeling it was right somehow, then wrapped it around my neck. As I worked the clasp, I realized it only had one option. One size… I worked it close and felt it click into place. 
 
It was the exact perfect size for me. I looked at myself, lifting my hair out of the way. Damn I looked sexy in it… No wonder he wanted me to wear it. It felt just tight enough… Just perfect for me to feel it there…
 
My arousal surfaced and I was tempted to indulge. He had told me I couldn’t cum. Not until I earned it. Was it a block? Did he do something to me? Was I to just obey and prevent myself? He had said it would be impossible… No matter how I tried… Was that true?
 
I was still on my high and decided to just try. I remember his little gift and decided to try my luck. I undressed quickly and as I got my panties off, I noticed that they were a mess! Our combined juices had descended to soak them after I left the dinner.
 
I’ll have to clean them a little before I went back to work… The smell of them filled the small bathroom as I got to my knees. It was so weird to kneel naked in the office bathroom. Never in a million years would I ever normally do that! But I wanted to be sure!
 
So I closed my eyes and repeated in my mind… ‘My Mystery Master…’
 
Like this morning, pleasure flooded my body in the most delicious way… As if I could taste it… I repeated it like a mantra… Again and again… My pleasure grew steadily and I felt so relaxed and comfortable… Kneeling on the hard floor… It was amazing… 
 
I took a deep breath again and spoke it aloud.
 
“My Mystery Master!” 
 
As I did, I felt the pleasure build like a wave and I was ecstatic. I felt it grow like it had the last time. Climbing as the heat from my loins coursed all throughout my body. My hand snaked to my pussy to help it along. I felt like I was a wave… rolling up… Just about to crash on the beach… Releasing my orgasm…
 
But as it crested…
 
I wasn’t in the bathroom anymore.
 
I didn’t feel the release I was expecting. Instead, I felt like I was falling… You know what I’m talking about… The one you get when you are about to fall over. Like when you are dreaming of falling and you get a rush as you suddenly wake up. Well that was exactly what it felt like. Not a sweet orgasm… Just the fall…
 
I was in my mind again. The feeling of falling stopped and I found myself in a dark room. Kneeling… I felt a presence just behind me. I knew someone was there, but I didn’t look. I felt a hot breath on my earlobe and his voice echoed all around me.
 
“Naughty little puppet…” his voice said. “Thought you could use your trigger again? Tsk Tsk… I told you… You weren’t allowed to cum until you earn it. I left this little surprise in your mind… Just in case you tried to cheat. Just as I expected you would…”
 
Oh god… 
 
“But I’m not mad… Not at all… I crave to see you try to cum… All… Weekend… It’s going to be so beautiful… Watching your sweaty body… Trying to earn your climax… Just there… Out of reach… I want you to try… Again and again…”
 
Oh fuck!
 
“Even if this little scene isn’t real… I want you to close your eyes. Do it now.”
 
I did. I didn’t feel I HAD to close my eyes, I just wanted to.
 
I felt his presence move in front of me. His fingers gripped my chin, ever so lightly, and lifting it up. My neck craned as he held me there. Nothing happened for a moment. I was trembling… Was it need? Excitement? I couldn’t tell…
 
Then… I felt his lips on mine…
 
It was incredible… So soft… Yet… So hard… He kissed me in a way that betrayed him. I knew this kiss… Our lips danced as memories drifted to my mind… Like with the orgasm… I felt previous kisses… Pilling onto each other… It deepened and our tongues soon joined the dance. It was perfect… Simply perfect…
 
That’s when I realized… With each kiss… Each past memory… I had glimpses… Fractured images of his face… Of Him…
 
It was as if his lips were breaking down the blocks he had put inside my mind. I could clearly see his jaw line… But not his lips… Then I could see his eyes… But not his chin… Like trying to piece together a broken mirror…
 
Then he stopped kissing me and I felt his fingers release my chin. I didn’t move a muscle. I wanted to see… I wanted him to kiss me again… I wanted him…
 
“Open your eyes my pet…” he said.
 
I didn’t want to… I felt that if I did… This moment would be over. I didn’t want to leave… But then… A part of me wanted him to be pleased… I wanted… Yes… I wanted to obey…
 
So I opened my eyes…
 
I was in the bathroom again. I smiled. That felt so real… Like the trigger before… I closed my eyes again and grasped at the broken images he had left me. He had intense blue yes… A light beard… Very strong jaw line… His eyebrows were dark… Black maybe? All clues that hinted at a complete picture. He felt so familiar… A face I knew well… But couldn’t quite remember…
 
I sighed. Maybe tonight I’ll finally meet him for real… Face to face…
 
I gathered my things and as I picked up my bra, I noticed a piece of paper hidden inside. Odd… It wasn’t there before… I looked up to check that the bathroom was still locked. It was. I took the piece
 
of paper and read it.
 
“Curious little puppet…

Couldn’t resist? If you are wondering, yes, I made your mind forget that I placed this note back at the dinner. I just love how your dirty little mind works. You’ve taken the first step by putting the collar on, very good… Time for step 2. I want you clean for tonight. Your panties are soiled, you will not wear them. You will not put them back on. The same goes for your bra. For the rest of the day, you are not allowed to wear either.

There are no mind tricks to help you this time. 

See you at 19h. Sharp.

Your Mystery Master.”
 
Oh god… Really? I looked at my dirty panties and I had to admit I didn’t look forward to putting them on. But my bra? I had a decent pair of tits, but they weren’t that perky… If I pranced around the office without my bra… I looked at the time and I my break was over. I had to make a decision. I got up and dressed. I didn’t wear the panties. I decided to at least TRY not to wear the bra.
 
I looked at myself over one last time before I went back out and realized I still had the collar on. That was a close one! I took it off and looked at myself. If anyone took the time to look at my chest, it was obvious I wasn’t wearing a bra. People would surely notice…
 
Heat started to blossom between my legs…
 
I took a deep breath and threw caution to the wind. The longer I stayed in the bathroom debating and imagining myself being noticed, the hornier I would get. That much was clear. Like ripping a Band-Aid…
 
I made my way back to my desk and blushed when I saw a few guys look at me twice. Oh fuck… This wasn’t better at all… Maybe I should just go home! Their hungry looks weren’t helping at all… Come on… I could do this… I took a calming breath before I sat at my desk. I noticed that even Heather was also looking at my chest.
 
“Can I help you?” I asked.
 
“No… It’s just… huh…” she said looking around. “Weren’t you wearing a bra?” she said in a low voice.
 
“I was… It broke…” I lied.
 
“Ooohh… Poor girl…” she said sympathetically.
 
I looked at the clock and noticed I still had 3 hours left before I could call it a day. It would be a long afternoon…
 
The day finally ended and I went back home. As I sat on the bus, my mind went back to all those leering looks the men gave me. And some women… Gosh… I didn’t know Hannah was into girls… The arousal that had started in the bathroom never really left. By the end of the work day, my mind was swimming with dirty thoughts. Each time someone looked at my chest, I would get another kick of arousal… 
 
The bus ride didn’t help either…
 
A lot of people looked my way before I got to my stop. One even let out a low whistle of appraisal. My cheeks were burning up. Which certainly didn’t help me. I mean… I could picture myself in their eyes… Not having a bra wasn’t the end of the world, but the shirt I had on didn’t help things. Then add obvious embarrassment… Cheeks all red… Can’t make eye contact…
 
I finally got to my stop and almost ran outside. My heart was pounding with excitement. I had never felt quite like that before. Was this humiliation-based arousal a part of what he did to me? Or did I always have it somewhere deep down?
 
Once in my apartment, I realized I had 2 hours before I had to be… Well… Over at his place! Where was it anyway? How long would it take me? I had no clue! Maybe I was just about to feel myself walk out the door. Maybe he lived around the corner and I still had plenty of time.
 
I got a few things ready, thinking that it was true what he said… That he was claiming my weekend… I wasn’t coming back here until Sunday night. I packed a little bag of essentials, but while I did, I thought back to the other weekends I had blacked out. Was I at his place? Was he here in my home? I didn’t know.
 
The only thing I did know was that I was extremely excited and nervous. What would happen next? Will I remember all of it? Parts of it? None of it? I was still asking myself a thousand questions when I felt a sudden need to go outside. 
 
This was it!
 
I was so excited my hands were trembling. I could barely lock my apartment. I made my way downstairs. My heart was racing. Pounding even… I could almost feel it pulsing in my clit. When I got outside, I was shocked to see a limousine parked in front of my building. A flurry of emotions erupted inside me. How thoughtful… Romantic… Bold… 
 
I felt the urge to go inside and I did. I half expected him to be waiting inside for me. He wasn’t. I couldn’t see the driver, the blacked-out window was up. I looked around and couldn’t help but feel aroused… He was going to a lot of trouble for little old me… I finally noticed the glass of Champaign in the cup holder. And the note next to it…
 
I took both as the limousine started to move.
 
“Can you feel it?

The butterflies in your stomach? In a matter of moments… You will be in my home. You’ve been there before… But this time… If you are a good girl… I’ll let you remember… How much of our time together you actually remember… Well… That is up to you… 

Step 3: 

Choice 1 - Remove all your clothes and place them in the bag you are surely bringing with you. You may only wear the collar I gave you. You will be naked as you emerge from the limousine and enter my building. I live in the penthouse. A very long elevator ride…

Choice 2 – Keep your clothes on. Add the collar. If you do, you will go from floor to floor, removing a piece of clothing as you go. Giving them to my neighbors. Don’t worry… They’ve seen this before… Maybe even you…

You should have a few minutes before you need to decide. But do so quickly… If you arrive here and you still do not have the collar on, I will decide for you… You won’t be in control of your actions. And choice 2 involves a lot more people.

Can’t wait to play with you my little puppet…

Your Mystery Master.”

Oh dear… What was I to do? I was sipping my Champaign as I read but as I finished his note, I drank it all down in one go. Fuck this was hot… Both scenarios seemed so humiliating! I had no clue what type of building he had. Was there a doorman? A private entrance? What type of people were there on the different floors? What was choice 3?
 
I couldn’t choose!
 
I re-read the note… Both seemed very humiliating… What would happen if I just let him take control? A lot more people he wrote… I wasn’t sure I wanted that… Besides… I wanted to have a little more say in our little game and leaving the choice up to him was not going to earn me points. By now, I had accepted that he could do whatever he wanted with me. I was convinced my orgasms would be blocked. I had to earn my way back… I had to be a good girl…
 
Just knowing he would be pleased if I chose either one was getting my juices flowing again…  I couldn’t believe I was about to do it!
 
I took off my shirt and my tits were immediately exposed. I took my collar out of the bag and put it on. My skirt followed pretty fast and in a manner of moments, I was naked in the limousine. I hadn’t really checked, but as I looked around, I finally registered that the windows were tainted. That help me a little… But just being naked like this… With my collar… For some reason, I started to imagine that the driver could see me… Was it even him?
 
My thoughts were interrupted when we stopped moving. I could see we were in front of a luxurious building. I looked around and it wasn’t a busy street, but it was still the main road. To my relief… It looked deserted…
 
I gathered my courage and opened the door to get out. I hurried inside and was extremely glad to see that there wasn’t a door man. I held my bag to my chest in a weak attempt to hide myself, should other people be around. Once inside, I rushed to the elevator and didn’t notice the girl picking up her mail.
 
I smashed the button a few times, trying in vain to make it go faster.
 
“Huh… Everything ok miss?” I heard.
 
My blood ran cold with fear… Then red hot with sudden and intense arousal… Such a strange mix of emotions!
 
“Huh… yes…” I said looking back at the girl that had dropped her mail.
 
“Are you sure?”
 
“Yes!” I said with a squeak. “Just… Huh… A bad prank… Nothing to worry about!” I lied.
 
“Ok… As long as you are sure…” she said as she picked up her envelopes. 
 
The door finally opened and I rushed inside. I could see a faint smile on the girl’s face as the doors closed again. I hadn’t realized I had been holding my breath, but as soon as I was alone in the elevator, I let it all out. 
 
Relief… Arousal… Humiliation… Fear… 
 
Everything was swirling in my mind, thoroughly distracting me from the elevator ride. I was breathing hard as I tried to calm my heart. When I heard the elevator door open, I thought I had reach the penthouse.
 
I looked up, ready to finally see him. But instead, I was faced with a teenager, looking at his phone.  He had his ear buds in and just walked into the elevator. I backed up in the corner and imagined I was just part of the wall behind me. I barely took a breath. He seemed so concentrated on his phone! I watched the numbers illuminate one by one as we made our way up.
 
I was mortified!
 
What would he think if he turned around? What would I say!?!?! My mind was going a mile a minute! I felt like my pussy was about to drip to the floor! I couldn’t believe how aroused I was. 
 
A few floors later, the door opened and he glanced up to make sure he was on the right one. He then stepped out. Just like that… I didn’t move a muscle until the doors closed again. I could feel my heart in my ears. Pounding… The rush of it all was… Dangerously breathtaking…
 
The door closed and I almost fell to my knees as I felt my blood pressure drop. I would be ok… Except the girl downstairs… No one really saw me… I checked and I only had a few more floors to go before I would be at the penthouse. That’s when I noticed that it took a key to be able to press the penthouse button.
 
When did I… I didn’t have a key…
 
I looked and saw that there was an intercom system, with a camera… With trepidation, I realized he was watching me. He must have called the elevator to his floor when I jumped in! He had surely seen everything… He was seeing me now… 
 
I couldn’t ponder it for very long though. The elevator stopped and the doors opened. I took a deep breath… No sense in turning back now. I gathered up my courage, trying to hide my nervousness, and stepped out of the elevator.
 
I had arrived in the home of my Mystery Master.

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