In the bedroom, we embraced and kissed again. She asked if I was going

to replace her blindfold, and I said No, it would just get wet in the

tub. I led her to the bathroom, and we both used the toilet. While she

was sitting and I was kissing her breasts, she thanked me for showing

her a new way to appreciate our partnership.

In the tub, with the water jets massaging our bodies, we made love. She

was lying on top of me until I told her I was about to come. She quickly

got off of me and took my cock in her mouth. She didn't let me go until

she had taken all I had and licked me clean. I asked her why she did

that, and she said she wanted to stay in the tub a while longer, and she

didn't want me coming in the bath water. I laughed, and asked her if

there was ever a time when she wasn't analyzing a situation. She

answered that when I was holding her by her labia and kissing her, she

couldn't even think, let alone analyze.

She stretched out beside me in the water, and we tenderly kissed and

caressed each other until the water started getting cold. We reluctantly

climbed out, and were about to dry one another, when I told her to get

in the shower and I would wash her hair, then blow dry it. She asked if

she looked that bad with her naturally-dried hair, and I told her she

looked fine, if she wanted to leave it like that it was Ok with me. She

said I could brush it in the morning, she wanted to dry us off and go to

bed with her Master now.

When we got in bed, it was only 9:15. I told her we had a few hours to

kill, and she smiled, saying that shouldn't be a problem. I told her I

knew how we were going to spend the first hour, my magic tongue and

fingers were going to torture her clit and nipples. She said that wasn't

as daunting for her as it had once been. At least she could still think

while she was undergoing that wonderful torture, whereas the "labia

torture" I had dreamed up today drove all thoughts from her brain and

left her feeling like a puddle on the floor. I said if she really didn't

like me holding her by the labia, we wouldn't do it any more. She said

it wasn't a matter of liking or not liking, it overwhelmed her, but she

added that she didn't think she wanted to do without it now. She only

asked that occasionally we could do it to each other, as we had done

tonight. I told her we could do it to each other any time she wanted to.

I stimulated her clit and nipples for nearly an hour, and she had

frequent orgasms the whole time. She finally asked me to fuck her ass,

and I gave her nearly 10 minutes of that. As I new she would, she then

wanted to suck my cock, and this time I let her. After she got me off, I

told her to go brush her teeth and use mouthwash, but she started

whining that she didn't know how, she only knew how to brush my teeth,

and she needed me to brush her teeth. Groaning, I got out of bed and led

her to the bathroom.

When we returned to the bedroom, she lay down on the floor in the middle

of the room, on her back. She said she was bored with the bed, but not

with the stud she shared it with, and she wanted to be fucked on the

floor, right now. I asked her if she would settle for me being on the

floor, and she being on me. She said that would do, but she still wanted

it right now. Groaning again, I lay down on my back and told her to get

on, and I would try to get her off. She laughed, and said I could get

her off any time I wanted to, with a single word. She carefully

stretched out on me and guided my cock into her pussy. Without me

telling her, she slid down until she could feel my cock rubbing against

her clit. Again without being asked, she supported herself on her elbows

so I could reach her nipples. I told her our love making was wonderful,

but we seemed to have settled on 7 or 8 positions, and always did it the

same way. She said the way she looked at it, we had just zeroed in on

the positions that we liked the best. I said I agreed with her

viewpoint, but nevertheless I was giving both of us the assignment to

find new positions for us to try. She asked if we should go on the

internet and research the subject. I said sure, if that was possible,

let's do it tomorrow.

When we had worn each other out, I helped her up and tied her in bed.

Crawling in next to her, I pulled the sheet over us and spent a minute

kissing her. The last thing I remember, I had my hand on her breast, her

head was turned toward me, and we were looking in one another's eyes.

I woke up with Carrie calling me. I asked her what was the problem, and

she said she was having her period, and she had bled on the sheets. She

sounded like she was about to cry. I told her it was no problem, I would

take care of it. As I was getting up, I noticed the time was 6:15. I

untied her, briefly kissed her and told her everything was Ok, and

helped her out of bed. She was right, there was a red stain on the

sheet. She kept saying she was sorry, and I took both her hands in mine

and told her she had nothing to be sorry about, she hadn't done anything

wrong.

I took her to the bathroom, and she sat on the toilet. I asked her how

she cleaned herself when this happened, and she showed me what to do.

After she was cleaned up, I had her show me exactly how she wanted me to

insert the tampon, so she wouldn't be more nervous than necessary about

surrendering this function to me. When the tampon was in place to her

satisfaction, I told her I was going to change the sheets. She said No,

that was her job, to please let her do it. I said we would both do it

together, and followed her back to the bedroom. We stripped the bed, and

I took the dirty sheets to the laundry room while she got new ones. When

I returned, she was almost done making the bed, and I helped her finish.

She told me again she was sorry, and I asked her to please not apologize

again for a natural bodily function. I held her in my arms and kissed

her, and she said she loved me, and anything she did to cause me a

problem made her unhappy. I kissed her again and said she was not a

problem, and I was not unhappy, I was in love with a wonderful woman. I

told her to let me know whenever the tampon needed to be changed or

removed, and she said she would. She said this was an embarrassing thing

for her, and it was more embarrassing because I insisted on being

involved in it. In that case, I told her, it was my turn to apologize,

because I hadn't wanted to embarrass her. But I insisted that I would do

this for her, each and every time it happened, because I had to

participate in every aspect of her life.

I took her back to bed and held her in my arms. We talked about last

night and miscellaneous other things, until shortly after 7:00 when

Philip made his usual entrance. Philip sensed right away that Carrie was

not her usual self, and asked if there was a problem. I told him it was

Ok, Carrie had just started her period, and she was afraid I wouldn't

love her any more, now that I know she's a woman. She and Philip were

both shocked that I said that. She sat up in bed and started giving me

hell for blabbing about things that should be kept private. As she was

raging at me, she finally realized what I had said, about just finding

out she's a woman, and she couldn't keep from laughing. She threw her

arms around me and thanked me, and said we would be fine, no matter

what. Looking at Philip, she said that her Master was right, she had

started her period, and was not handling it very well, but fortunately

for both of us, her Master's reaction had been exactly right. She kissed

me, and then gave Philip our breakfast order. As he was leaving, she

told Philip we wouldn't be ready for breakfast until around 8:00

When Philip was gone, I asked her why we wouldn't be ready until 8:00.

She said it was because we would be fucking in the shower until 7:45.

Actually, we were out of the shower at 7:40. I wanted to brush her hair,

because it always seemed to brighten her mood to have me do that. By the

time we were ready to leave the bedroom, it was 8:05. I tied her

housewear on, helped her into her heels, and attached her wrists behind

her back. Taking her by one of her labia, I started to lead her to the

dining room. She told me to stop, that she couldn't be walking around

the house naked with a tampon string hanging out of her pussy. I wasn't

sure at first whether calm reason or a stern Master was the best

approach, but I decided it was time for stern Master to settle this

whole period thing. I told her she would go anywhere she was told,

whether she had a piece of string, a vibrator, or a carrot sticking out

of her pussy. I continued leading her out of the bedroom, and she didn't

make any further protest.

When we were seated for breakfast, I gave her a sip of coffee, then a

piece of fruit. While she was chewing, I asked her if she had ever

wondered how her periods would have been dealt with during her training

at the organization. She said it had never occurred to her, she assumed

they would give her a tampon or something. I told her they would give

her nothing, she would be expected to go through her normal Slave

duties, the same as every other day. If she was bleeding, she would

bleed on the floor, and then be punished for it at the end of each day.

Her training Master would fuck her pussy more often than usual, and each

time would punish her for getting blood on him. Her blood would remain

on the floor until her period was over, then she would clean it all up

on her knees. I said if they were feeling generous, they would let her

use her hands to clean it up, but more likely she would have to use her

tongue.

She was shocked at what I told her. She asked me if that was the truth,

and I said it was the truth. Then I told her that, all things

considered, maybe she should just relax, and be happy she was with

someone who wanted to be a part of her life, instead of someone who

would punish her for being a woman. She looked me in the eyes, and said

I was absolutely right, she was thankful she was with me, and she would

never object again to anything I wanted to do to participate in her

life. She didn't stop looking at me for the remainder of our breakfast,

and every few minutes she repeated that she loved me.

When we were finished with breakfast, I led her back to the bedroom.

When I released her wrists, she put her arms around me and held me

tight. After a minute, I asked her what was wrong. She said what I told

her at breakfast scared her. I told her it was not my intention to scare

her, she had escaped that fate, and had no need to fear it. She asked

what if they found her, and forced her to go back? I told her that would

not happen, the people who loved her would not let it happen, she needed

to trust herself and us to protect her. I asked her whom she obeyed, and

she answered, "My Master, always." I asked her to whom she belonged, and

she said, "My Master." I asked her to whom else she belonged, and she

said she didn't know what I wanted her to say. I told her we had agreed

last night that we were co-owners of one another. So, to whom else did

she belong? "Myself," she said with confidence. I asked her to repeat

for me, to whom she belonged. She said, "My Master and myself." I asked

her to whom her Master belonged, and she smiled and said, "My Master and

myself." I said that sounded like a team to me, then I asked her if she

trusted Philip, and she said she trusted him with her life. I asked her

if she remembered what Philip told her about her abilities yesterday at

the firing range. "He told me I was capable of defending myself," she

said proudly. I kissed her, and said Philip was right. She hugged me

tightly, then looked me in the eye, smiled, and asked what we were going

to do today.

I told her she was going to sing to me for twenty minutes, then she

would do her weight training exercises. She laughed, and said she

couldn't sing. I told her that was Ok, I had no ear for music, so I

wouldn't know if she was good or bad. She asked if I was kidding. I sat

down in the chair facing her, and said I was serious, she could start

now. She said this was crazy, she couldn't sing to me. I asked her if

she new the words to any songs, and she said she knew most of the words

to some of the songs she liked. I said those were the songs I was most

anxious to hear, the ones she liked. I sat silently and looked at her.

Finally she sighed, took a deep breath, and began singing.

She wasn't a great singer, but she tried her best. After each song, I

applauded, told her she was great, and asked her to please sing

something else. After the second song, she lost most of her

self-consciousness. I'm sure she thought it was stupid, but nevertheless

she obeyed and tried her best to do a good job. She had sung about 10

songs when the 20 minutes were up, and I thanked her for doing such an

excellent job. I asked her if she would be willing to do it again for me

sometime, and she said Sure, if I really wanted to hear her sing. I

stood up and hugged her, then kissed her and said it was time to do her

weight training. She seemed a little bemused by the whole singing thing,

but her mood was much better than it was 20 minutes ago.

After clipping her wrists together, I led her to the exercise room, then

removed her heels and housewear. After attaching her leash, I freed her

wrists. Then I told her to put on her socks and shoes, and do her warmup

and stretching. I stood behind the elliptical trainer holding her leash,

and watched her. She did everything just right, as always. I moved with

her to the weight bench, and continued to hold her leash while she set

up the bench. I told her to add 5 pounds for each exercise, she was not

challenged by the weight I had started her using. She went through the

sets for each exercise. At one point I realized she was not talking, and

I told her we were no longer in the basement, she could talk to me if

she wanted to. She smiled, and said she enjoyed singing to me, and would

like to do it again. I told her she would do it again tonight. She

grinned and thanked me.

When she finished all the exercises, I asked her how it felt. She said

with the added weight, she was struggling with the last reps of each

set. I told her that was perfect, but reminded her never to sacrifice

form for weight. If she couldn't maintain the proper form, she should

reduce the weight. I then told her to do her cool-down and stretches,

and walked with her to the elliptical trainer. When she finished, I ran

my hands over her body. She asked if I wanted sex, and I said always,

but right now I was just finding out if she was sweaty, which she wasn't.

She asked what was next, and I said it was her turn to choose an

activity. She said she still had two useable orifices, and wanted to

fuck her Master. I took her hands in mine, and told her I didn't want to

hear her talk like that again. I said she was going to have a period

every month, and she was not "broken" while it was going on. I reminded

her that we had a good time this morning in the shower, and said that

her Master loved her and desired her as much right now as he had

yesterday. Then I told her to lie down on the floor, because I felt like

stimulating her clit for a few hours. She said I didn't have to do that,

she would try really hard to maintain a positive attitude during her

periods. I told her I didn't have to do anything I didn't want to do,

and right now my tongue was eager to torment her clit.

She said she wasn't trying to bargain with me, but she felt like she

owed me a blow job after I finished stimulating her clit. I told her if

she agreed to have all the orgasms she wanted to, we had a deal. She put

out her hand, I shook it, and she lay down on the floor.

It was actually no different this time than the last. I didn't go

rooting deeply in her pussy with my tongue, but to get to her clit was

no different, the tampon wasn't in the way at all. I reached up and

began tormenting her nipples as I was tonguing her clit. She began

having orgasms immediately. She was running her fingers through my hair,

as she had done before. She started talking, and soon got around to

thanking me for trying to make her feel that everything was normal. That

really pissed me off. I stopped, sat up, and told her I had had it with

her negative attitude. I told her everything WAS normal, except she was

convinced she was somehow broken by having her period. I asked her if

she was determined to prove to me that this was a tragedy, even though

it was no big deal? And were we going to go through this same bullshit

next month, and the month after? She had tears in her eyes, and she said

she didn't know why she was acting like this. She knew I was not put off

at all by her having her period, the problem was entirely hers. She

didn't know why it was affecting her like this, but she didn't like what

she was doing. If her Master could just be patient with her, his example

would surely allow her to get past these hang-ups. I apologized to her

for losing my temper, and went back to work on her clit and nipples.

After a minute, she began having orgasms again. She didn't say anything

more, she was probably afraid it would come out sounding negative. I

kept working on her for at least 30 minutes, then told her my tongue was

going numb, I had to rest. She said I had done enough, it was her turn.

I said Ok, and rolled over. She unfastened my pants, and had me raise my

ass while she slid them off. She said she wanted me naked, so I sat up

and pulled off my shirt. Then I grabbed her and kissed her hard. I asked

her if she tasted any different on my lips than she remembered from

before, and she said No. I told her she didn't taste any different to

me, either, so she should just let go of the bullshit and be the good

Slave I had come to know and love. She looked into my eyes, nodded her

head, and said she would obey. Then she went to work on my cock. She

kept me at the edge of orgasm for about 20 minutes, until I asked her to

please finish me. She quickly brought me to orgasm, and then kept me in

her mouth until I had completed ejaculating. After she cleaned me off,

she released my cock and kissed it. She crawled up beside me, and I put

my arms around her and told her I loved her. We went to sleep together

on the floor in the exercise room.

I woke up with her kissing me. I craned my head around to look at the

clock, and saw it was nearly 11:00. We got up off the floor and got

dressed. I asked her if she was Ok. She said she needed to use the

toilet and she needed a new tampon, other than that she was fine. I

hugged and kissed her, and told her I loved her. She said she had been a

real bitch ever since she woke up and found her period had started. She

said she could cop out and claim it was hormones, but the real problem

was she couldn't maintain her perfect Slave image while bleeding from

her pussy. I asked her why she didn't understand that I didn't care

about that. She said it wasn't me that was the problem, she couldn't

accept herself with limitations. I told her that I accepted her, maybe

she should trust my judgment. She laughed, and said she wished she

could. She asked me if I would be patient with her, and lead her by

example? I said Ok, I would start by leading her to the bathroom. I

grasped one of her labia, and lead her to the bathroom. We went through

our toilet ritual, then she showed me how to remove the old tampon,

clean her pussy, and install a new tampon. I told her that I would do it

without help next time, and she would only correct any mistakes I might

make. She said her flow seemed pretty light, her period would probably

be over in about 4 days. I said 4 days, 4 weeks, 4 months, she was still

my woman. She told me to bite my tongue, 4 days was quite long enough.

After clipping Carrie's wrists behind her back, I took hold of one of

her labia, and said we were going to find Philip and see about lunch. I

was sure she would protest me leading her to Philip like that, but she

kept quiet. We found him, and he didn't notice, or pretended not to

notice, how I was holding his little girl. She told him we were

starving, and he said he would have something for us in a few minutes,

we should be seated in the dining room. I led Carrie to her chair, and

watched as she lifted her housewear to bare her ass and sit. I kissed

her nipples and lips, then took my chair.

She was sitting quietly and looking at me. I looked at her, and said,

"Cum." She immediately had an orgasm, then smiled at me. She asked me

what was the occasion. I told her she would have an orgasm any time I

told her to, but she didn't trust me when I said her period was an

unimportant event in our lives. She said she got the message, and she

was trying very hard to get her shit together. I said that was good

enough for me, anything she set her mind to, she would accomplish. She

smiled at me, and said my confidence in her helped.

Philip brought our lunch then. I told him it looked great, then took

Carrie's tea glass and held it up to her mouth. She drank half the

glass. I told her I had intended to get some fluids in her after her

weight training, but we went to sleep instead. She smiled and said we

were obviously tired, and needed the nap. I fed her a mouthful of food,

and she grinned when she tasted it. I said if it was that good, I'd

better try it myself. It was that good.

After a few more bites, I told her to drink the rest of her tea, and I

would get her a second glass. She drained the glass, and I got up to

refill it. She asked for her customary three kisses before I left her,

and I kissed her nipples and lips. When I returned with her tea, I gave

her three more kisses, then sat and proceeded to finish feeding her and

myself. While we were lingering over the last of the tea, she asked me

what was on the agenda for this afternoon. I told her she was going to

show me some new territory on her property. She asked if we should go

walking while she was "on the rag." I told her if she didn't have a

wheelchair I could push her around in, maybe we should forget it. She

laughed, and said she had that coming. Of course we could go for a walk,

she would enjoy showing her Master new territory. I told her I didn't

care how much self pity she was feeling, as far as I was concerned it

was business as usual. She smiled and said that was the attitude she

needed from me.

When we finished, I lead her back to the bedroom. After applying

sun-block to her body, I put her harnesses on, then attached the leash

to her collar. After she put on her socks and shoes, I put her in the

Waiting Pose, then went to fill the canteen and tell Philip we were

going out. I put the canteen and a blanket at the side door, then went

to get my Slave. After going to the bathroom and putting a couple of

tampons in my pocket, I returned to the bedroom. I told Carrie to grab

her kit, then I took the leash and lead her to the door. We ran into

Philip on the way, and he was obviously unhappy to see her wearing the

harnesses and leash, but he remained silent. She smiled at him, but

didn't speak. I grabbed the canteen and blanket, and we started out.

Once we were outside, I put the canteen over Carrie's shoulder, and

handed her the blanket. I knew she wanted to protest, but she just

looked at me and smiled. I told her to walk ahead so I could watch her

ass, and she lead the way. She followed our usual path to the first

clearing, then turned left instead of right. I was in unknown territory,

relying on her experience. The path she was following had not been used

lately, so it there was waist-high brush and weeds to get through.

Carrie was blazing the trail as if she wasn't naked. I was sure she was

accumulating scratches and insect bites, but I kept quiet and followed

her. I spoke for the first time, and told her to talk to me and tell me

where we were going. She said there was a level spot up ahead, at the

top of the hill we were climbing. She said it might be big enough to

spread the blanket and rest for awhile.

When we reached the hilltop she was talking about, she said it was

bigger than she remembered. There was plenty of room to put down the

blanket, but the brush and weeds currently held sway. I stood by and

told her to stomp down the brush and create a clearing. She smiled while

she was obeying my command. When she had beat down all the brush, she

spread the blanket, then motioned for me to lie down. I did, and then

she put down her kit and took off the canteen. She stood, smiling at me

and waiting for an invitation. I held out my hand, she took it and lay

down next to me. I told her to kiss me, and she gave me a passionate

kiss. Then I told her to cum, and she did.

I stood up, and told her to undress me and put sun-block on my body. She

slowly undressed me, kissing my body as she revealed it. Then she rubbed

sun-block on my skin. When she was finished, she pressed her body

against me and kissed me. I told her I was going to lie on my back, then

she would lie on top of me on her back, and I would butt fuck her. She

stood by me, smiling, as I lay down. then she carefully lay down on top

of me. I guided my cock into her ass, and told her to guide me into the

position she had discovered by "visualizing the geometry." That really

was the perfect position, and I began fucking her slowly, while

stimulating her nipples and clit. She started coming immediately. She

told me she loved me, and I said I loved her, too.

After I had come in her ass, we remained still. I had my arms around

her, and she had wrapped her arms around mine. She said this was

perfect, we should lie here forever. I laughed, and said this is nearly

perfect, perfect would be if I were lying on top of her. She asked if I

wanted her to get off of me, and I said Yes, in about a week. She

reached back over her head and put a hand to each side of my face. She

said the only disadvantage to this position for her was that she

couldn't see me. I told her to roll over, and solve her problem. She

said she had a cleaning duty to perform first, and she got off of me and

took my cock in her mouth.

She soon had me hard again, and kept me that way for about 15 minutes.

She had positioned herself between my legs, and at one point she let go

of me long enough to tell me to put her bag under my head so I could sit

up and watch her working on my cock. I did, and she looked into my eyes

constantly while she blew me. I felt my orgasm starting, and told her to

come with me. When I was finished, she cleaned me off as usual, then

rinsed her mouth out thoroughly with the canteen water. She then

stretched out beside me with her head on my chest and one arm around me.

I asked her how she felt. She raised her head and looked at me, and said

she was loved and in love, and she felt great.