Break Me

Arriving Home

Master keeps his hand on my leg during the entire car ride. Occasionally, he lets his hand wander up my leg to my crotch, grabbing me tightly. making my breath hitch. He laughs and continues driving like it's all a game to him. It probably is all a game to him. Not to me, though. This is my entire life. He controls my life now, and I don't want it to be a game. I can't do anything about it.

Finally, we arrive at a large house. It looks almost like a mansion, with several floors and a huge yard all the way around it. Now I know why he was willing to pay so much for me. He can afford it. It probably seemed like pocket change to him.

He gets out of the car and walks around to my side, pulling on my leash to get me to follow him out of the car. I obey, keeping myself one step behind him at all times. We walk up the steps, and go through the tall door to the house. The entry way is humongous and made out of white marble. It is one of the fanciest things that I have ever seen. He shuts the door behind us.

"Kneel," he commands. I kneel. "Good boy. Now, you are already naked, so this rule does not matter right now. But usually, as soon as we come through the door, you will strip completely, understand?"

"Yes, sir," I say nodding.

"And you will call me 'Master' when we are alone, understand?"

"Yes, Master," I respond, hoping that he will not punish me for not knowing.

He nods, pleased. "Good. You will only refer to me as 'sir' when we are in public. When we are in public, you are still under my control, though. You will not do any running off or disrespecting me."

"Yes, Master," I answer again. I see him lift his hand and I flinch. He freezes.

"You don't have to be afraid of me, pet. I will not harm you unless you deserve it, okay?" He picks me up like I'm weightless and carries me upstairs, bringing me into a huge bedroom with a bed larger than I have ever seen. He lays me down on it. "There. You get some rest now, okay? I am going to set up the play room for us for later." He kisses my forehead. "Get some sleep."

I close my eyes when he leaves. Maybe this won't be so bad. Maybe my life is going to get better...