As I walked through the door, I was wrapped in the scent of a meal that I hadn't had since childhood.
What game is he playing?
I lay my bag down on the hallway table and walk towards the kitchen. No one was there.
I walked into the dining room to see Emmanuel sitting at the table with his shirt off and his hands clasped before him.
What is this?”
“Are you not pleased, mistress?”
I walked towards the table and looked at how it was set. There is only one plate, one set of everything, and before Emmanuel, although there was his hand clasp.
“Again, what is this?”
I know you had a hard day, and I remember that you haven't had this meal in a long time. Granted it took me all day to prepare this meal for you.
Emmanuel loves to serve me, but Emmanuel likes to play as well. We've been together for over a year, and he's mastered ways to push my buttons. He is sweet, and there are days he is so tart.
I sat at the table waiting to be served, and as he rose from his chair, a smile came across my face. You see, over a year into this dynamic, I have been trying to convince him that when we're inside, I would like him to be completely nude.
Men are normally not shy about their bodies and would walk around nude all day, every day. Emmanuel's not like everybody. You see, Emmanuel was in an accident, and he has scars that some would shy away from. Instead of it repelling me, it drew me closer.
“May I ask why, today of all days, you decided to be completely bare for me?”
He stopped walking towards the kitchen and turned towards me and said,” You never made me feel as if my scars were all I was. You never pitied me, and you never made me feel less than. After each of our sessions, I end up in subspace, and you took care of me.
You have taken care of me better than even my own family. And today it just clicked that's such a simple request, it's something I can give.”
That statement alone had me catch my breath because I knew he had stepped over his own boundary and let the wall down.
For the next hour, I sat and ate as we talked about our day. When the meal was done, Emmanuel poured my favorite glass of wine and led me to the living room.
“Emmanuel, I don't think I can put you through your paces tonight because it was such a strenuous day.”
“Mistress, if you have not realized that tonight is not all about me, then what I've been doing is not correct. “
He took a deep breath and knelt at my knees.
“I am ready to be completely yours.”
I looked into his eyes and knew that he was not hiding anymore. This night will be a night of relaxation.
The night of his collaring will be something he will remember forever.