When I gave Karl his list of instructions (see my previous posting), he looked up at me quizzically for a moment and then did as he was told without saying anything. A very well trained sub, if I do say so myself. When I was ready to leave, I phoned Vanessa and told her we were on our way, collected Karl at the door and proceeded to drive him to his "work place" for the day. In the car, I told him that he was now in slave mode and asked him if he had any questions.
"Yes, Your Highness" (which is his proper method of addressing me when in slave mode). "Do you know what I'll be doing for Mistress Vanessa?"
"Not exactly. It's up to her, but I'd imagine you'll be kept quite busy. I'd advise you to do exactly as she orders."
"Yes, Your Highness. How long will I be there?"
"Until I pick you up. That's enough questions. Mistress Vanessa will give you your instructions when we arrive. Don't forget the proper method of greeting a Mistress."
I liked the idea of keeping Karl in the dark, and in truth, I really had no idea what Vanessa had planned anyway All I was sure of was that I was tingling with excitement, and I could only imagine what Karl was feeling. Probably a mixture of fear and (hopefully) excitement, but I suspected that fear was the dominant factor.
We arrived about 10 A.M. Vanessa appeared at the door wearing a white blouse with plenty of cleavage showing, tucked into a pair of tight fitting tan Capri pants tucked into a calf length pair of lovely brown leather lace up boots with 4 inch heels. She was holding a riding crop, and as usual, she was ravishing. When we entered, Karl immediately went to his knees before her and kissed each boot, remaining on the floor with his head to the ground before her. I was pleased.
Vanessa reached down with the crop and raised Karl's head with the tip under his chin until he was looking at her. "Her Highness and I need to talk in the other room. Remove all of your clothes, put them on the chair to your left and resume the position you were just in. You may only speak when I address you. Understood?"
"Yes, Mistress."
So Vanessa and I left Karl as he was taking off his clothing, and we went into the living room to talk a bit. I told her that Karl had been ordered to obey her instructions just as he would obey mine, and that he understood that he could and would be disciplined by her in any way she saw fit. No permanent damage, of course, but otherwise no holds barred. She had my cell phone number if she needed to reach me, and I told her I'd probably be back around 4 P.M., so she had Karl for about 6 hours. We'd already discussed just about everything over the phone, but we had a cup of coffee and a few cookies just to let Karl wait a bit longer in anticipation.
Finally, I was ready to leave. Vanessa grabbed a dog collar and a leash, and we walked to the door where Karl was naked, in proper position, wearing nothing but his chastity device. Vanessa put the collar around his neck, attached the leash, and without further ado, nor any words to Karl, I left her house.
It's hard to describe what I was feeling as I walked toward my car. This was the first time I had ever loaned out Karl to anyone, the first time he'd been put in the "care" of anyone but me. I'd be lying if I said that all I felt was excitement. There was fear there as well. Fear of an unknown situation, fear that things could turn out badly, fear that this would all backfire on me and my relationship with Karl. But I pulled myself together, stifled my misgivings as much as possible, and allowed the excitement to take over. Karl was in the hands of another Dom, and I let my imagination run wild, thinking about what I might do if the situation were reversed and Vanessa had left a sub with me. Vanessa was my best friend, I trusted her, I knew she wouldn't do anything we hadn't agreed upon, and I admired her imagination, just as she admired mine. Karl was in good hands, just as her sub would be if he were in my hands.
So, off I went, and for the rest of the the day I was busy doing volunteer work at a nursing home, which kept me busy. Of course, I thought about Karl and Vanessa many times, even phoned her once and was assured that things were going well, and eventually it was time to fetch Karl.
To be continued.
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ReplyDeleteI have found this to be the best written blog among the ones I surf. Impeccable grammar and syntax, flowing narrative and interesting dialogue.
ReplyDeleteLady Grey enjoys a full and ineresting lifestyle, albeit somewhat extreme for me. Kudos to Karl for his strength and endurance in serving the love of his life.
Viktor Strelnikov
What a wonderful entry and a testament to both the training and commitment that you share - plus the real range of emotions that loaning your slave out could bring.
ReplyDeleteKudos for taking that step, and I'm curious to read the follow ups about how it went.
LG, I can imagine that your head was racing almost as quickly as Karl's. What a strange feeling that must have been for you. I would love to know a little more about how you felt.
ReplyDeleteI'm very excited to see the next chapter in this story and as you always do you have left us another cliff hanger.
QG
Dear Lady Grey,
ReplyDeleteObviously at this point, the die has already been cast, but I'm concerned that you might have made a mistake by pursuing this course. Letting your friend work Karl to exhaustion and having her show her appreciation of his efforts by whipping him to within an inch of his life, is all well and good. But the moment his tongue ventured anywhere north of her ankle, things might have unalterably changed, and not for the good.
Granted, Vanessa might look upon Karl as nothing more than a vibrator with a pulse, but is that how he looks upon intimate contact? My guess is he views it as something that should be reserved only for the woman he loves. If he is forced into engaging in it with another(or worse, does so because he believes you actually want him to), the emotional harm could be profound and long lasting. He will feel as if he betrayed you (and to a degree, you... him for putting him in that position), no matter what duress Vanessa puts him through.
Setting aside the notion that if Vanessa were a true friend, she would have respected your initial wish not to have any intimate contact with Karl, it sounds like you needed to talk yourself into this. I think you'd agree that anyone who sets foot in a tattoo parlor had better be damn certain that this is what they want, and so it is in this case.
This is an egg that won't be unscrambled. Aside from considering Karl's emotional well being, the next time you're coffee clotching with Vanessa, the conversation might be this topic or that, but the tacit undercurrent will probably be: "My husband licked your pussy". You could be fine with it now, but your earlier trepidation suggests that it may ultimately put a strain on your relationship with her as well as your marriage to Karl.
What has happened has happened, but it is my hope that Karl would have handled it in the following way...
He should have worked as hard for her as he would for you, and endured whatever form of corporal punishment she meted out the same as if it were you that held the whip. But if she ordered him to orally serve her, he should have politely refused. If she persisted, he should have politely taken his leave and waited for you to come pick him up. Once you were together again, he should have added the prohibition of sexual intimacy with other women to the one regarding interaction with other men you mentioned earlier.
To suggest that this kind of refusal would have embarrassed you in the eyes of your friend, is ridiculous. He knows his position, he knows that he is expected to obey, and if your friend is as beautiful as you say she is, that could not have been lost on him either. To go against all that for the sake of preserving the most sacred physical bond that he has with the woman he loves, would speak volumes about how he feels about you, in my view.
I'm sure that many who might be reading this comment would conclude that I am way too rigid and old fashioned. That may well be. Lord knows that the "anything goes" mind set is pervasive enough in the D/s community. But to me, there's a world of difference physical and emotional suffering, and there are some things that no domme has a right to expect of her slave.
Best,
Jake
Jake's point is well taken. He touched on ramifications not immediately apparent at the outset.
ReplyDeleteStrelnikov
I have to agree with Jake. I too am very old fashioned. I know that many persons in this lifestyle place little emphasis on the intimacy and intense emotional bond created by a monogamous relationship.
ReplyDeleteStrelnikov - Thank you for your kind words. I'm no grammarian, but I do make an attempt to write clearly and without too many spelling mistakes. Yes, it certainly is an interesting lifestyle, and Karl is a wonderful sub-husband.
ReplyDeleteAarkey - Yes, there certainly were a lot of emotions at work. Trepidations as well. Glad you're enjoying it.
QG - I'll do my best to share my thought processes as the "event" unfolded. Quite a wide range of emotions were involved, that's for certain. More coming soon.
Jake - I do appreciate the thoughtfulness of your comment, as well as the clarity of your concerns. Rather than going to great length at this point in answering your "worries", I'll hold off until my next posting, which should clarify things quite a bit. Thank you for your interest.
Strlnikov and Alex - I'll refer you to my comment above to Jake. Thank you for commenting. The denouement will be coming up shortly.
Ma'am. I was in a similar position as Karl except I was to serve dinner for my Mistress and a mutual friend of ours. No I was not taken away but was there to serve. I was not there to enjoy the company of Mistress and our friend. I spoke only when spoken to and was allowed to eat, not with them but alone on the deck outside. The reason I write this is I know how I felt in the days and hours before She arrived. They played with my mind which, for a submissive, can be worse then a whipping. I can't get the picture out of my mind of Karl waiting for Ms Vanessa to take over. I know what I was thinking but my Mistress was there and not leaving. I can only imagine what his thoughts were.
ReplyDeleteThank You Ma'am for Your blog. It has been quite helpful with the FLR that my Mistress is in charge of.
Respectfully
sl
sl - Glad I could be of help to you and your Mistress. As to what Karl was thinking, there will be a post dealing with that after my part 2 posting.
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