The Master's Cabin - Sex Stories

The Master's Cabin

... life - outdoors working, indoors cooking, cleaning washing, etc, serving My needs, sexual or others, learning to serve from Me, receiving pain as well as tenderness. You had to be true to yourself, that a cabin in the wilds, without regular ‘grid’ electricity, no telephone, internet or TV... Just a simple existence that served well to take away the distractions of the outside world. Clean air, clean water, no nosy, noisy neighbors gawking, nobody judging the life we lived, no one to condemn what we are. There are thousands & thousands who list this as their fantasy as you did when you filled out the questionnaires for the online dating site, a year or more ago. Who'd have thought it would lead to this? That Master would have chosen you, taken you here... To His personal, special place, built with His own hands, share His world, all that mattered, far as you were concerned, with you & you alone. The Master’s Cabin Pt 4 There was stew simmering on the wood range when I arrived back in late afternoon as the sky was darkening. I heaved duffel bags onto the dock & told you to put them in the wheelbarrow & take them to the cabin, in the bedroom. I was pleased to see how relaxed you looked, how glowingly happy. Whatever had happened, it was a special moment of your own that you'd share with Me when you chose to. Things like an extra chainsaw & spare parts for the old one, a couple of plastic snow shovels, a large sack of wild birdseed, a feeder & pole to put it where the squirrels ...

... wouldn't reach it, all came piling up over the side of the boat on the dock. "Tomorrow, if the weather's still okay will be the last water cargo run for the Fall, " I told you matter-of-factly, “then, we'll take in the floating dock for winter." I ruffled your hair, short-cropped the way I'd cut it one night when you’d grumbled about it always falling in your eyes, making your head too warm. You learned a lot about grumbling around Me over the past several months too... Next morning was calm & light, and I was gone with only tea & bread as I set out with the boat for wherever I went. When I returned, you saw I had a barrel of gas in the second boat, along with red fuel cans, cases of oil & parts for recreational equipment. It took both of us with sturdy sticks to roll the barrel up the beach til I could maneuver it into a small shed the size of an outhouse where I stored gas, oil or other dangerous materials like the fuel for the chainsaw, & outboard motor. We were finished before lunch. Your eyes grew large as I opened one of the duffel bags from the day before, passed you a rain jacket and a floater jacket like Mine in your size, helped you into it, & zipped you in. It was only then you noticed the second boat had a small outboard on it also, as I took your hand, walked to the dock, & left the 'regular' boat tied, untied the second one, starting the little outboard that purred to life and we pulled away from the dock & headed down the lake. An outing! Your very first since I ...