Losing Master...Part II

What started out as a typical day, ended in the worst day of my life. i woke up & performed my normal slut morning duties for Master. O/our rules state that when He's not home, i may do as i wish and i've always tried to do right by Master. But on this very day, one bad decision has affected my entire life...

Master went to work and i did my normal house duties. i became quite bored and called Master on his cell & asked if i could try to find a BDSM chat room. Master said it was ok but said the only stipulation was i had to learn something or i wouldn't be able to go back to the chat room. i became so excited. i'm always happy to find other slaves like me. It makes me feel like i'm not alone & i always end up learning something. i search & search & i FOUND ONE. A real BDSM chat room. i was a little nervous because i had never been around other Master's before (except on http://www.theslaveregister.com/ & there's no chatting there) and i didn't want to offend or disrespect anyone. So i put on my best behavior & entered the room. T/they welcomed me with open arms. T/they were all so friendly. The moderator of the room was a submissive. i wont' give her name, but she gave me a list of rules. The rules included always being respectful, never i-m anyone without asking permission in the room first and to have fun. she stated the room was not formal & said i didn't have to chat in 3rd person or address myself in small caps.

It was wonderful. T/they were so nice. Especially the Master's. One particular Master told me that i should put a profile up. i explained i had not been allowed to as of yet but hopefully my Master would allow me soon. He understood. W/we chatted about "fake" BDSM'ers who prey on newbies like me to try and abuse submissives or to just get in her pants. It was so enlightening. Then...out of the blue...i start receiving i-m's. i responded back to the i-m's because they were Master's and i didn't want to be disrespectful or offend anyone. Like i said before i'm very new & i didn't want to embarrass Master. i wanted to make a good impression just in case He decided to chat one day. One particular Master asked me for pictures of myself. i was a little uneasy but his request was simple. i decided i would send him a picture. i figured no harm done. Note: i'm an extremely curvy multi ethnic female. i'm part puertorican, cherokee, african american & irish. Which made up a very interesting "product" to say the least. my body type is what you would call voluptuous with a capital V. i only say this because the Master started getting real "interested" in me after i sent him my picture. He asked for a picture of me in bondage and like a naive slave i sent it. Then it occurred to me that i was about to be in a heap of trouble...i didn't take my face out the picture. my Master would be furious. i tried to get the Master out of my i-m box but he wouldn't leave. i returned into the chat room & informed the moderator. she quickly booted him out of the room. i immediately felt sick to my stomach. i knew i would be punished hard...i just had no idea how hard.

i began to 2nd guess whether i would even tell Master what happened. i know i should never keep anything from Master but i was terrified. Not only is He my Master. He's my Husband & i felt i had completely betrayed Him. i decided to NOT tell Master...worst decision of my life.

Later: Master comes home & i perform my regular slut rituals. He asked about my 1st chat experience & i told Him it was wonderful. i even logged the chat conversation & showed Him. He was very proud of me & told me i did very well. Master had a huge presentation for a major account at work the next morning and had to do some research. He told me to go to bed early because He didn't need any distractions. i happily obliged...off to sleep i went..

i feel my head abruptly jerk back and awake me. i'm disoriented. my hair is being pulled so hard as i am yanked off the bed. "YOU CHEATING SLUT, YOU WHORE!!". Those are the words coming from my Master's angry lips. i'm confused, i have no idea what He's talking about. i look at the clock and it's 3 in the morning. What could i have done to make Master so angry? YOU UNGRATEFUL PIECE OF SHIT..GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY HOUSE!! i see nothing but hatred & hurt in Master's eyes. What did i do? i didn't understand. So i muster up the courage & say, "What's wrong Master?". i feel the hardest slap i've ever felt in my life land on my face & knock me to the floor. my nose starts bleeding and i'm even more disoriented. i can't speak "YOU KNOW WHAT YOU DID & YOU LIED"!!! "YOU FUCKING LIED TO ME". I SAW THE PICTURES YOU SENT THE MAN IN THE CHAT ROOM. YOU GAVE ANOTHER MAN A PIECE OF WHAT WAS MINE WITHOUT ASKING MY PERMISSION. I DON'T WANT YOU ANY MORE. GET THE FUCK OUT MY HOUSE!!!

omg!! Master knows what i did. How could something so innocent be turned into something so horrible. i scream & beg for Master to hear me out, He refuses to listen....

Note: Please read Losing Master Part I to catch up..part III coming soon.

~DovesCagedBird~