La Vita Dolce (The Sweet Life)

An Afternoon at the Movies

"He's played his little O games and i've put up with it because it seems to make him so happy, but THIS is too much.....THIS is going too far". She thew the car into park and lit her third cigarrette in a row. His instructions were clear, and she KNEW she needed to be on time, but she just couldn't tear herself out of the car this time.

"This is just plain DANGEROUS and if he cared at ALL about me, he wouldn't ask me to do this!" Trembling, she pulled the instructions out of her purse.

"You will wear a dress. Nothing underneath, you may wear a coat if its cold. Arrive at the adult theatre at exactly 2pm. Buy your ticket and sit as close to the front row as you possibly can. Once you take your seat, take your little silver bullet out of your pocket, turn it on, spread your legs and pleasure yourself. You will not talk to anyone, you will not LOOK at anyone. Do you understand and agree?"

She froze when she first read her instructions, but somehow all reason had left her and she actually AGREED to do this. A decision she now regretted deeply.

She got out of the car, stumbling once in her heels on the gravel parking lot, and cursing the devil who sent her here as she regained her balance.

She HAD to trust him. She HAD to have faith in him. She was frightened, more so than she can EVER remember being, and her mind was SCREAMING at her to LEAVE this place before something awful happened, and yet, somehow, someWHERE, she found the devotion she had for her Master burried deep inside of her and she continued on.

She bought her ticket...not looking at anyone was NOT a problem, she barely raised her eyes enough to see where she was walking let alone meet anyone's gaze!!!

She walked into the darkened theatre and began the decent to a seat near the front. There were a few people in here, mostly near the back, and the closer she got to the front the more conspicuious she felt. The floor felt sticky underneath her shoes, and she made a mental note to laugh at how discusting that was later, later when she wasn't so scared, and ANGRY. She hadn't seen his car in parking lot, she was hoping he would have surprised her by now, just testing her obedience and wisked her out of here, but her Master was nowhere in site.

"Well, lets get this over with". She barely noticed what was on the screen in front of her, naked bodies, cocks full screen, larger than life, but she was very aware of the sounds. The moans of pleasure coming from the speakers that seemed to surround her. A woman's voice suddenly in the dark squeeling, "OH BABY, FUCK ME IN THE ASS..OHHH YEEAHHHHHHH" in surround sound.

She took her seat in the 3rd row and immediately removed the little silver bullet from her pocket. "Remind me to throw this thing away when i leave here" she mused to herself, spread her legs slightly and brought the humming little vibe between her legs. She paused only for a moment, her insticts told her to scope out the room once more, better, before she did this, but she fought to obey her instructions and kept her eyes, though not her MIND on the movie in front of her.

The cold metal touched her flesh, and she felt a hand on her shoulder from behind her. She snapped her legs closed and spun around to see what was going on behind her...her mind racing with doubt again, screaming at her that she KNEW better than to do this.......and there he was. Her Master. She wanted to hug him, she wanted to punch him, she wanted to bolt out of there, but all she could do was cry. She sobbed and threw her arms around his neck. Her knight had come to her rescue and that's all she could think about anymore. He walked her out of there, and began talking about SOMEHING, but she couldn't hear him, or understand him. Her ears were ringing and she was dizzy and she was sobbing......REALLY sobbing.

She didn't remember the walk back up the dark isle, or passing the man who smelled like cheep wine who sold her her ticket, or even the walk back through the gravel parking lot, they just seemed to materialize back into the car...she was safe in his arms and the doors were locked. He soothed her the best he could, stroking her, cooing at her at how pleased he was that she had faith in him, holding her, kissing her mouth, and she clung to him. Not really hearing the words, but FEELING him and the safety that WAS him. She wanted to climb inside of him, THERE she knew she'd be safe and between broken sobs, she began to kiss him back.

He held her tightly with arm as he pulled the car out of the lot and made a short drive to a nearby hotel. Still crying, though a little bit calmer now, he fumbled with the key to the door and helped her inside. Once the door was closed and locked, she fell apart all over again. Sobbing and clinging to him, trying to yell at him for what he put her through, but only able to hang on to him for dear life. She began to fall to the floor, and he was right there, falling with her, helping her down as they both went. Still trying to sooth her, his lips found her mouth again, and she knew she couldn't let him go.......she kissed him back, hungrily, passionately, as if it were her first kiss, or maybe her last. She pulled and clawed at his clothes desparetly until he was free of them........all she wanted was to feel him inside of her.......

There were no punishments that day, no creative thoughtful bondange, no cuffs or ropes, just a Master and his slave, making love. Becoming a part of each other in the simplest and old fashioned kind of ways.......She belonged to him now, she was sure of it. He had rescued her