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Winter Escape - 13
by Pet Kaili (petkaili@yahoo.com)

***

An innocent mistake turns into something else when Kaily 
agrees to house-sit at a ski resort village for her 
friend Amanda. (Mdom/F, d/s, bd, s/m, exh, spank)

***

Transition Home

I can feel his hand caressing my shoulder pushing my 
hair back from my face. I tighten my legs intertwined 
with his, and snuggle close against his chest, smiling. 
"How do you feel baby?" 

I kiss his chest nibbling at his nipple with my lips 
biting playfully, "Mmmmmmm, I'm good, very good." I kiss 
and nuzzle him, smiling and happy. 

He tussles my hair and growls, "You are an insatiable 
slut you know that pet," and he pulls me into a tight 
bear hug until I squeal. 

"Yes I am," I say grinning down on him lounging across 
his chest. He is smiling, but his eyes are sad. 

"Are you ready to get up, pet?" he asks stroking my 
hair, and my cheek. 

I nod, biting my lip. 

"Good, go run a hot bath and get in it, you need one," 
he nudges at me smiling and I blush thinking about all 
the come and sweat all over me, realizing he is right.

I get up and scamper off to the bathroom running the hot 
water into the tub. I pour in some of the bath oils he 
gave me and swirl the water around. I pause watching the 
water tumbling into the tub, enjoying the hot steam 
coming up from the surface. sitting on the edge of the 
tub I lower one foot and then the other into the water, 
slowly adjusting to the heat. I slip down into the water 
watching my skin turn pink and then red as it adjusts to 
the hot water. 

I moan feeling it relax my sore muscles, the welts and 
bruises ache in the water and against the tub and remind 
me of the flight of ecstasy I went on last night. I 
close my eyes, caressing my skin with my hands and let 
the water rise up around my body soaking the stickiness 
from my skin and working the soreness from my cunt and 
muscles. 

I hear the stool moving next to the tub and I look up to 
see him sitting beside me, watching me, smiling, taking 
me in completely. There is a bag and a box on the 
counter behind him and he is sipping a glass of juice.

"Tomorrow is our last day here pet, you'll leave in the 
morning. I want you to do a few things for me sweet 
pea," he reaches beside him and takes the box in his 
hand and opens it, it is the necklace he had me wear to 
dinner, the platinum necklace clasped with two infinity 
rings. 

"I want you to have this, wear it when you wish but it's 
yours." 

I look at the necklace and into his eyes, my own eyes 
begin to well up, I don't want to leave, I'd give a 
brick of platinum just to say like this, the way we are 
and never go back. "Thank you Sir," I swallow hard and 
blink back my tears. 

He reaches behind him again and takes a small box from 
the bag on the counter and hands it to me, "I want you 
to wear these every day though." I open the box and 
look, there are two emerald tipped nipple bars, I smile 
and look up to him, our birthstone I think to myself.

"Thank you," I reach for his hand and bring it to my 
lips and rest my cheek against it. "Thank you." It isn't 
the presents that mean so much to me, it is the symbol, 
the way to have him with me every day when I have to 
leave, to remember all that has passed this week, how 
much I have forever changed. I am happy and sad all at 
the same time.

"There is one more think pet, I am not one to do this 
type of thing regularly but on Fridays I want you to 
always wear the same panties you had on the night we 
went to dinner." He kisses my hand gently and looks at 
me after he speaks. I think of the dinner of how hot he 
made me, how beautiful I felt, how needed and wanted I 
was all night long. Yes I want to remember that night 
over and over again, my stomach and cunt shudder a 
little just at the thought of it.

I nod my head and blush a little at the memory, "Yes Sir 
I want to do that, I will every Friday, until they are 
nothing but threads." I kiss his hand again more 
passionately this time, licking at his fingers and 
kissing the tip of each one. He smiles and gently pulls 
his hand back and takes the shampoo in his hands. I dunk 
my hair into the water and come back up squeezing the 
excess water from it. 

Turning slightly to give him better access, he takes my 
long curls and works the shampoo in, massaging my 
temples and scalp as he works the lather up and smooths 
the locks, I close my eyes and feel him. As he washes he 
begins to talk in a soft, controlled but longing tone, 
"You've done so well pet, you're going to make some man 
very happy one day. There will be no parting words of 
advice, no more crawling inside your head, for we will 
enjoy the time we have left and have fond memories."

As he finishes up he kisses my neck gently, "Finish up 
pet." 

I open my eyes and he has his back turned to me, he 
picks up his drink and steps out of the bathroom. The 
tears that have been fighting to flow let go and I feel 
the loss of his presence, I know it is coming, he won't 
be there for me soon, and my heart aches already at the 
thought. I finish washing myself and shave quickly 
trying to get my mind off of the thought. I drain the 
water away and turn the shower on for a moment to rinse 
off. 

When I step out and dry off I look at the two boxes and 
determine to enjoy the time we have, to serve him as 
well as I can for everything he has taught me, shown me, 
done for me. I replace my simple silver bars with the 
emerald tipped ones and then perfume and lotion my body 
for him and pin my hair up simply. I put on the 
beautiful necklace and walk out to find him, he is 
sitting out on the deck. I go into the kitchen to make a 
simple ham sandwich for him and place it on a plate, 
then take it out to him. 

Smiling I hand it to him, taking his empty glass from 
his hand, "I'm going to serve you the rest of the day 
Daddy." He is smiling, looking at me, at the necklace 
and the bars he gave me, "Good girl." 

I turn beaming and take the glass inside to refill it. 
When I return with the glass I kneel beside him, kiss 
the rim and raise it up to him to take, looking down at 
the ground in front of me. He takes the glass and drinks 
from the side I kissed, sharing my kiss. I smile 
enjoying this exchange, this understanding.

"Something on your mind pet?" 

I instinctively rested my head on his leg, wanting to 
feel his touch as I spoke. I swallowed and thought for 
moment, trying to bring words to all the thoughts 
swirling around in my head. It was emotion not thought 
raging inside me and putting it into words is so hard 
for me. 

I sighed and then breathed in deeply, "I'm going to miss 
this feeling Sir, I will miss you of course, but it is 
this feeling of knowing what I am supposed to do, of 
knowing how to act, the comfort of knowing I am wanted, 
how I am wanted, not questioning, now flailing, 
certainty, acceptance understanding, no distractions." 

I kissed his thigh and set my forehead against him 
letting a tear drop from my eye to the deck, looking 
down, I had an urge to roll up in a tiny ball and cry, 
but I fought it, trying to be strong, knowing it 
wouldn't help. "I'm afraid to go back to how things 
were, alone, unsure, trying to make people happy but 
never sure what they want from me, never confident I'm 
doing what is expected, that I am what they want or 
need. 

"I hate the ambiguity of it, the dancing without 
touching, trying to interpret but never having the firm 
lead, guidance, the hand on my back guiding me into the 
next step, the gracefulness of knowing what is expected 
and the communication that comes from the touch and 
knowing. Does that make any sense?" 

I turn my head again, cheek on his thigh, looking up at 
him, needing to feel him, hear him, have him understand 
me.

"See my pet you're thinking the wrong way, by not taking 
into account what you've learned about yourself. Yes, I 
saw what was inside you aching to be set free, but it's 
you that was set free. Think about how much stronger you 
are, the confidence you exude. 

"Incorporate who you are into your days. Yes, you want 
to serve one and you will one day. You will look at men 
differently now seeking and seeing the dominant 
qualities you desire. Being you naturally will attract 
these men. All you have to do is be you, something 
you've been afraid to do before now." 

His hand resting on my hair, as he finishes he brushes 
my nose and smiles. My insides are flipping over, not 
wanting to leave, trying to understand what he has said. 
"Go get some food for you to eat pet, bring it to me." I 
look up and smile and stand and head back to the 
kitchen.

I bring a sandwich out and set it before him, along with 
a glass of tea. I kneel beside him looking down, still 
confused, still longing as he takes the plate. I sit 
waiting, watching looking to him for some guidance for 
some direction as to what he expects from me, what he 
needs from me. He guides me around between his knees 
opening to hold me between his thighs. 

I can smell him as I breathe in deeply, my mouth 
watering to taste him. I look from his groin to his 
face, he is smiling watching me, enjoying the want in my 
eyes. He tears a piece of the sandwich and sets it 
before my lips, "put your tongue out pet." I open my 
mouth close my eyes and accept the bite on my tongue 
like communion, savoring his care. He continues to feed 
me once small bite at a time watching me swallow, 
offering small sips of tea through a straw. 

I concentrate only on the taste of the food, on his 
loving attention, of the feeling of his thighs around 
me, keeping me warm, and safe. I have no idea how long I 
knelt, nibbling my hand fed bites, I felt as though I 
was floating, encapsulated, in our own world, time 
ceased to mean anything.

I open my eyes and look to him as the bites stop and I 
realize the sandwich is done the tea is gone and he is 
looking at me proud and passionately as I kneel 
contented between his thighs lost in his attention. I 
lower my eyes smiling, blushing a little that I was so 
completely entranced. 

I see his cock swollen and wanting before me and I lean 
forward to kiss him thankfully for being here with me. 
as I kiss my own hunger takes hold and I begin to lick 
and taste and take him inside my mouth twisting my lips 
around as I slowly descend down the shaft. feeling 
carefully with my tongue each of the veins ridges and 
textures as if trying to memorize every feeling as I go. 

I come back up slowly, sucking and increasing the 
pressure in my mouth as I do so his head comes back from 
my lips with a "pop", and I can feel the flair on his 
head as it pulls past my lips. I shudder with excitement 
as I feel him respond, a low groan and his cock jumps 
toward me as I let go with my lips, almost insisting on 
more.

My whole body shivers with excitement watching him 
respond I kiss rapidly along his shaft down to his 
balls, nuzzling between his thighs kissing and licking 
rapidly to as though I want to taste and touch him all 
at once I want to see, to feel, to taste, to remember 
every inch of him I turn my head and nip at the tender 
skin on the inside of his thigh then lick and kiss the 
same spot working my way back toward his balls then 
taking them gently into my mouth one and at time and 
suckling them. 

I try again to suck them both into my mouth and can only 
hold them for a moment afraid to squeeze too much my 
excitement. I turn to his other thigh and begin again 
with the nips and kisses working back in again, I am 
trying to slow my excitement a little and enjoy each 
moment, concentrating on his responses. I watch as his 
head goes back and his hips rise slightly to me, he is 
losing himself in the sensations and that makes me very 
happy, so I continue, feeling him studying every inch 
trying to please and enjoy him completely.

I take his cock into my mouth again slowly carefully 
circling the head, playing under the cap, and tracing 
the spit with my tongue delving in tasting his drops of 
come as they work their way forward escaping for my 
enjoyment, I suck just the tip trying to draw more, as I 
flick the tip back and forth with my tongue, then 
satisfied I have all the early treats I can gather I 
begin to descend again, like he taught me, down as far 
as I can go then rising back up slowly sucking as I go. 

I continue this pattern feeling his hands interlock 
through my hair and resting on the back of my head he 
presses slightly on my head as I go down, pushing me a 
little further each time I descend then pulling on my 
hair so slowly as I come back up just enough to give me 
an edge of pain, intensifying my own excitement as I 
instinctively open my own thighs in response my cunt 
swelling and beginning to drip its own wetness. 

I inhale as I suck my way up, sharp intakes each time he 
tugs a little harder on my hair and I press my lips a 
little tighter around his shaft for a moment each time 
as well. I breath in deeply just before I descend and he 
pushes finally hard enough to push into my throat 
holding me there for a few moments my through swallowing 
hard around his tip my body convulsing a little as It 
fights for air.

I feel wetness squirt from my pussy, piss or come I 
don't know but it is out of my control, tears come from 
my eyes, I try hard to relax I am so happy to feel him 
like this, so proud I can finally to it, I try to calm 
my panic as he holds me there I begin to calm a little 
and he pulls me back up, controlling my pass so I don't 
pull off completely, but I gasp for air and drool pours 
out around my lips dripping down the base of his cock 
over his balls and between his ass cheeks. 

I close my lips again and remember to suck as he slowly 
allows me back up along the shaft, As I hear the pop 
when the head pulls from my mouth I gasp a quick "thank 
you daddy" before he presses me back down again to take 
him inside again. I am shivering with pride and 
excitement as he pushes into my throat again, I try to 
relax and enjoy. 

We continue like this until I feel his intensity in his 
fingers in my hair, the pulsing of veins in his cock, I 
feel his balls tense beneath my chin and he pulls me 
back so I can feel him come in my mouth, the first 
ribbons tickle my throat spaying into my mouth quickly 
then pooling on my tongue I swallow and savour the 
feeling the taste, I close my lips drawing hungry to 
taste it all to draw it all from him. 

I shiver, as my own orgasm courses through me, hard 
shaking my cunt grasping needing, responding to his 
come, to his release, I shake all over tensing 
uncontrollably, moaning as I swallow, my eyes close and 
I let my body respond, drinking from him like my very 
life depended on his come feeding me, my mind has let go 
I only feel, experience, becoming part of him for the 
moment, sharing this feeling together.

Our orgasm ravage through us and I find myself resting 
with his cock softening in my mouth, my head resting in 
his lap, my arms draped over his thighs completely 
drained, limp, his body supporting me. My being is his.

END

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