SuSusan Finds a Dom Ch. 08 – The Meeting

Susan Finds a Dom Ch08 The Meeting

It was tough leaving Master’s home, more and more it feels like it is where I belong. My ass burning from Master’s paddle and my cunt still on fire from the ginger oil spoke to me of Master’s expectations of me and that he treasured me even when I failed him. My fellow slaves had lovingly reminded me of that in bed first thing this morning. I hated that Master was not available for our regular Friday night together, but it meant I got to spend time with Sally and get to know her better and hopefully she would help me better serve Master. Master had said that Saturday was Hank’s, but to save Sunday for him, though he gave no clue as to why.

Back home I stripped as soon as I entered my apartment, impaled my still burning cunt on my chair’s dildo and started prepping for the project progress meeting called for tomorrow. My assignment was in good shape, but what I had seen from John was worrisome. Very little concrete details and quite evasive answers. My other teammate Jerry seemed to be very much on top of his part of the project, but also expressed concern about getting straight answers from John. I sent a note to John and asked what was going on. I almost immediately got a response asking me to come over to his place to “talk.” That did not ease my concerns.

I threw on a dress and headed over to John’s, not sure what I was going to find. John met me at the door, looking like he hadn’t slept in a week, and reeking of alcohol.

“What is going on John?” the demand in my voice surprising even me.

John teared up and explained, “It is a long story. Well, actually it is a very short story. You know I have had a submissive for several years. Well, surprising news to both of us, she isn’t sterile, and is having twins. My twins. I’m going to be a father.”

I stood there in shock, then reached out and hugged him. He started crying on my shoulder. I held him until he took a step back.

John started to explain, “Mary, my submissive, and I have been together for over five years. She suffers from something called POI. When we met she had been diagnosed and told that she had stopped ovulating and that there was no cure. She never wanted to be married knowing she couldn’t have children. She was happy when you and I got together because she knew I always wanted to be a dad someday, and I told her that you were ok with her being my submissive. I have been a bipolar wreck since I found out, going from uncontrollable elation that I’m going to be a dad with Mary, to deep depression because it means losing you. I tried to work on the project but what I was creating was crap, I just couldn’t concentrate.”

John started crying again, but when he got ahold of himself he continued, “I’ve talked to our coordinator he knows what is going on and that you weren’t aware that I wasn’t producing. Kelly is taking my place on your team; you’ve worked with her before. I gave her what I had earlier today. She will be at your meeting tomorrow. I’m meeting with HR to work out some time off. I’m so sorry. I hate doing this to you, please forgive me.”

It took me a moment to fully comprehend what John had just told me. My immediate reply once I understood was, “John, there is nothing to forgive. We are still friends. Believe me that I am here for whatever you need, a shoulder to cry on, advice, whatever.”

John promised to stop with the drinking. We hugged and he asked me to leave until he could get himself back together, with a promise we would talk and work things out soon.

As soon as I got to my car, I called Master. He had given me his cell number in case I urgently needed to talk to him. I had never done that before. He answered immediately and I filled him in on what John was going through, and the condition I had found him in. Master was immediately concerned about me and wanted me to come to his house. I told him I really wanted to, but with this new development with John I needed to get things ready for the work meeting in the morning that had just taken on a whole new character with John off my team, and Kelly joining it. Sir kept insisting and I finally agreed to meet him for dinner. He said it would be better if he didn’t call or go see John until he hopefully sobered up overnight.

Back home I buried my cunt on the chair’s dildo and started going through the programming that John had done. While there were some serious issues, the basic structure was sound. I started going through it module by module. The first few were almost there; it was obvious where John had gone off the rails. I made notes on what I had found and forwarded the entire file to Kelly. Hopefully she would have a clue how far behind that section was at the meeting tomorrow.

I had been hesitant about having dinner with Master but realized that was exactly what I needed. Not knowing where dinner might lead, I did an enema, showered, shaved, and released my enema, and plugged my ass. I did some light make-up and picked out a nice dress. Just the shower and getting ready to meet Master made me feel better.

Dinner was nice, at a good Chinese restaurant. It was obvious that Master wanted to check my mental state and assure me that he was there for whatever I needed. We talked, I only cried twice. One thing Master said several times, “Remember, sometimes when one door closes another one opens. Master made me promise that I would be at his house at 6:00PM the next night, and plan to stay overnight. It was unsaid that this was to make sure that I was OK, on what would have been John’s night. I don’t think Master’s hand left my thigh the entire night. I found his touch very comforting and reassuring.

Master wanted and almost insisted that I spend the night at his house, but I made it clear that I needed the time to be ready for the meeting. Once Master was sure that was the issue he quickly relented but stressed that I needed to be at his house on time tomorrow.

Master hugged and kissed me at the table, and then again at my car. He opened my car door for me and gave my ass a hard slap as I got in. His last words were, “Tomorrow night 6:00, be on time.

Back home I stripped, sat on my dildo and checked mail. There was a note from Kelly that from her quick review most of what John had done was salvageable and she was sure that she would have a better idea of what needed to be done and an approximate time line by the meeting.

There was a sweet note from Hank that he had heard and would be there if I needed anything. He had a cryptic “See you soon” which I took to mean on the Saturday that Master had asked me to save for Hank.

I did my normal bathroom routine then removed my plug, paddled, edged and crawled to bed. Considering the turmoil of the day I fell asleep quickly.

I hadn’t set an alarm for Wednesday morning, so I slept a little later. I edged, used the toilet, did my enema, showered, fixed breakfast and ate it at the computer enjoying the feeling of the dildo as I did a quick email and message check. Nothing new so I went over John’s file again, Kelly’s message had been reassuring.

I was running a bit late when I dressed for the meeting, and it wasn’t until I was at the door leaving the apartment that I realized I hadn’t put a bra on. Work was the only time I wore one anymore. I decided that for just a small lunch meeting, I would brave it.

When I got to the restaurant at 11:00, my boss and Kelly were already there. I met Jerry, my other teammate when we both got to the restaurant at the same time. The meeting went well. Kelly felt that most of John’s work was usable with some modifications and asked for a one week extension. My boss obviously had thought we were in worse shape and approved the extra week without a second thought. Through lunch I got to know Kelly better. I knew her by reputation, one of the people management called to put out fires. I got a few looks from Jerry that made it obvious that he had noticed my lack of a bra. Jerry and Kelly got essentially told that John was off the project and was taking a sabbatical for “personal reasons.” The final item was that we all agreed to trade copies of the work we had done on the project so far so the team could keep an eye out for coordination issues.

Once home, I stripped, edged, and laid down for a nap. I was fairly sure tonight at Master’s was more than dinner and while bedtime might be early, sleep opportunities might be limited. I slept fitfully with all kinds of erotic images floating through my semi consciousness.

On awakening I crawled to the bathroom, used the toilet, took my enema, showered, shaved, released my enema, plugged my ass, dried my hair, and did my make-up. Since I wouldn’t be wearing it long, I put the dress on that I wore to the meeting, with a higher pair of heels.

As usual I arrived at Master’s early and parked down the street until 5:55. Arriving at his house, I was at the door right as the church bells rang 6:00. I hung up my dress and put on the chained cuffs and leash. There was a note, “Master’s Bedroom.”

I crawled to Master’s Bedroom and was greeted by a naked Master, sitting on the edge of the bed with his live in sub Sally kneeling between Master’s legs.

Master smiled at me and said, “we will get started as soon as Sally finishes her fluffer duties. Stand up, give me a hug and a kiss and lie down on the bed on your back, head towards the foot of the bed.”

I stood, leaned over Sally to Master’s tight warm hug and long lingering tongue filled kiss. As soon as Master released me, I got on the bed as Master had directed. He had me move up closer to the headboard. Master stood up and Sally crawled onto the bed and laid on top of me, her cunt in my face and her face in mine, classic 69.

Sally started licking my cunt, so I did the same with hers. Master knelt over my face and I got the close up view of Master mounting Sally’s ass. Master entered Sally slowly, his balls dragging across my face. With every stroke I got a face full of Master’s balls. But I concentrated on serving Sally though my vision remained Master fucking Sally’s ass. I felt Sally moaning into my cunt, but she kept the tongue and suction working and was now paying my clit more and more attention. I started licking and sucking on her clit which got even more vibration in my cunt from her moans.