Meeting her Master

Meeting the Family

(Chapter 3)

Even though the piss has dried on my body, my hair is still wet and my dress still damp with my Master’s piss. We pull into the garage, shutting  the garage door behind me. You give me permission to put the dress on, and as i slide it on, struggling as it sticks to my body. my hair looks a little stringy, not kept like i always keep it, and i still taste my Master’s urine in my mouth, actually savoring the taste.  i’m nervous about going in like this, the leash still attached to the collar, now with the dog tag attached to the front D ring, reading “property of Master Tigoda”. The smell of urine following me everywhere i go, filling my nostrils. Looking into the side mirror of the car, combing my hair with my fingers, i nervously look at You. You seem so calm, cool and collected, just enjoying my nervousness. “You’ve never looked more beautiful, my pet”, You tell me. i turn and look at You, smiling, “thank You Master”, blushing with humiliation.

Taking several deep breaths, trying to calm down, You walk over to me, putting Your arm around my waist, unhooking the leash from my collar. i ask You if i may change my dress and shower after i introduce You to everyone. “No whore, you may not”, You reply. Kissing me hard, i melt into Your arms, parting my lips, giving You access to my mouth. Your kiss is long, driving me deeper into submission, knowing i can’t refuse You as You’ve stolen my heart and consume my desires to please. Suddenly, You grab my hand and lead me to the door, opening it, letting me walk in first.

Walking into the house first through the kitchen, i hear my family in the living room. Leading her Master by the hand, their fingers interlocked with each other, they walk into the living room. “Everyone, this is my good friend Tigoda...Tigoda...these are my parents..Dwight and Geraldine...my oldest daughter, Nikki, and my youngest, Rachel.” Master goes and shakes hands with my mother, then kisses her hand...already winning her over. “You have a wonderful, beautiful daughter Mrs Smith”. Geraldine smiles, “thank you Tigoda, she is wonderful, isn’t she?” Then Master shakes hands with my father, impressed with his manners and strong, firm grip. “she is truly a treasure and a gem Mr. Smith, one of a kind.” dad smiles and nods, “that she is Tigoda, that she is.”

Blushing, keeping a bit of a distance from everyone, concerned that i smell like piss and look like a tramp, listening to everyone talk about me as if i’m not even there.

Tigoda approaches my two daughters, shaking both their hands, bowing and kissing their hands. He talks to both when He says, “I see you both got  your good looks from your mother, and your beauty is only surpassed by your mother. She is truly a wonderful, elegant, caring and loving woman, and i love her dearly.”  Nikki giggles, and at 23 years of age, has heard all the lines, but is impressed with this large, strange man standing before her, feeling his honesty and love for her  mother. Rachel blushes, not used to being  complimented, being the youngest, 20 years old and living in the shadows of her oldest sister. She meekly and politely replies “thank you Tigoda”, then turns away to sit down.

Suddenly all eyes turn to me, and i blush, amazed at how quickly my family warmed up to my Master, and knowing i must look and smell like a homeless tramp. i quickly ask if anyone would like something to drink, memorizing who wants what. Walking into the kitchen, i hear Nikki following me. When i turn around, she gives me a big hug, kissing me on the cheek. Breaking away from me, she tells me, “i really like him mom, he’s really super nice. I can tell he really loves you mom, but he looks so young, how old is he?” i tell her he’s 23 years old, and the look on her face is priceless, as it goes blank and her jaw drops. She waves her hand in front of her nose and says, “ewww mom, what’s that smell and what’s this?” Her hand reaches for the dog tag, something i had completely forgotten about. i tell her i had a little accident as she reads the tag, my face turning a dark shade of red, feeling the heat radiate throughout my body.

“Property of Master Tigoda? mom, what is this?” As i try to explain to her while fixing the drinks, that i had given myself over to this man, submissively and totally. i tell my daughter the truth, figuring, there’s no way i can hide it from her any longer, blushing in humiliation while spilling my guts...telling her everything. Nikki watches me fixing the drinks, her mouth gaping wide open in shock as she listens. Telling my daughter that i have given myself to Him, that i am His slave and He owns me as His property, that i love Him unconditionally and am willing to do anything for Him.

Nikki simply asks, “why mom, why would you do that?” i try to explain to Nikki, “i have been a submissive all my life Nikki, and from the first moment that i had met...Master Tigoda....i felt His power over me. i felt myself so drawn to Him, so willing and needing to serve Him, it was overwhelming. i became wet just from thinking about Him, didn’t even have to be sexual. It just felt so natural, and the more i got to know Him, the deeper my submission became, and my need and craving to serve Him increased. Until the day came when i gave myself over to Him. He is kind, caring and loving...but He can be so wicked at times...and it just intoxicates me, He’s exactly what i have been looking for, needing, wanting for so long Nikki.” Standing in disbelief while i finish preparing the drinks, tray in hand...Nikki follows me out to the living room.

Offering the drinks to my parents first...then my Master..then the girls...before helping myself. Putting the tray down, listening to the small talk between Tigoda and everyone, i sit down next to my Master. Tigoda immediately glares at me, and feeling His glare, i look over to Him. With His eyes He points to the floor. With my eyes, pleading with Him not in front of my family. He again, with His eyes, even more sternly, motions me to the floor. Hesitantly, i kneel on the floor at His feet, my humiliation at full strength, feeling my body over heating. Both of my parents look on in shock, Nikki chuckles, and Rachel looks on bewildered.

my parents looking at me, ask me if that’s a new necklace around my neck. With a blank stare on my face, i don’t respond. Tigoda speaks up and firmly tells me to go show everyone my “new necklace”. Breaking out in a sweat, i crawl on my hands and knees to my parents, showing them the necklace. Suddenly, Nikki blurts out that i am Tigoda’s slave, completely. And that i will do anything He says. While my mother just smiles, my dad responds with, “it’s about time someone tamed that wild filly. she finally found a Man that could tame her...congratulations Tigoda.”  Tigoda just smiles and says, “thank you.” i crawl over to Rachel, and she looks at the tag, laughing outloud, but not saying anything.

“Go fix us dinner slave, and hurry up...your family is hungry.” i crawl back to the kitchen with everyone chuckling and laughing at me. i finish preparing dinner, smelling like piss, my hair a mess. i can hear my family laughing, Tigoda talking. i press my ear to the kitchen sliding door, and can hear Tigoda telling of some of our outings, some of the things He’s had me do to humiliate myself. i overheard telling them about  our ride home. He asked Nikki and Rachel if they would get the kennel out of the car, and set it up in the bedroom. They eagerly obliged His request.

After setting the table, pouring the drinks, and setting the food on the table, i call everyone to the dinner table. Everyone sits down and i tell everyone to help themselves. Master Tigoda snaps His fingers and points to His side, looking at me from across the table. Again, my eyes pleading with Him...He can’t be serious.  Outloud, He says, “now”, snapping His fingers and pointing to the floor at His side. i get up from the table and kneel at His side, while my family eats their dinner. my head bowed in humiliation as my Master feeds me scraps from His plate.

Master Tigoda asks Nikki to get the dog bowls from the kitchen and bring them out. One is filled with water, the other empty,  both still dirty from the dog slime. As Nikki puts the bowls down off to the side...Master Tigoda fills the food bowl with scraps off His plate, fat and grisel from the meat, and other parcels of food, and encourages the rest of the family to do the same. As He passes the bowl around the table, He whispers into my ear, “you are to go around under the table and thank your family for giving you food by kissing their feet...understand whore?” Nodding my head, i sheepishly crawl under the table, first kissing my daughter Nikki’s feet. Moving around the table kissing my family’s feet in gratitude, knowing full well if i didn’t please my Master, i would be severely punished. Deeply humiliated and degraded..hearing everyone laughing at me.

By the time i finish, my food and water were ready. Leaning forward on all fours, eating from the bowl without the aid of my hands, pressing my face into the bowl. i can hear my family jeering in the background, almost disgusted watching me degrade myself...Master Tigoda snickering. Master Tigoda leans over and whispers into my ear, “ok whore, get up and clean the table while we relax in the other room and get to know each other.” Kneeling on all fours as everyone gets up from the table and leaves to go to the other room,  keeping my head down in humiliation while i feel pets on my head and some laughter. Getting up and clearing the table, washing the dishes, cleaning the kitchen while they all relax after dinner.