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I Want To Be Your Slave

... 6:15, fashionably late, Maria emerged. I was slightly disappointed, she didn't look quite as stunning as yesterday. I must have betrayed this feeling. "Do you not like it?", she said showing off the dress. "You look lovely my dear, but something is different from yesterday." "Perhaps the petticoats? Hanna suggested that a respectable, free, woman would dress a little more modestly." The petticoats certainly achieved this aim. "Would a respectable woman dine with a man alone?, especially a man who's intentions are not honorable" "But you're an honourable man, are you not, Mas... Stephen?" "Well, I was considering making an exception tonight. I wanted to discuss your offer this night, I'm not sure that is suitable for respectable company." "Oooh." responded Maria, with a far away look. "That sounds ... interesting." "For a start would you care for some madeira?" "I don't know what that is." was her response. I poured a small glass of the wine, I examined the light mahogany colour and sniffed. "This is madeira." I explained passing the glass to her, and pouring myself a small glass as well. "I expect you're not used to alcohol, so just a small glass. Some wag once said, "Candy is dandy, but liquor is quicker". Alcohol has interesting effects on some woman, but I want you to keep a clear head tonight." She sampled the wine. "Woo, thats ... interesting. It makes me feel warm inside. I think I like it." She drained the glass. "Yes, I like it. Should I have some more, or do you ...

... have more treats in store for me?" "I have plenty planned for you, but you'd better be sparing with the wine. For a start, try some of these hors d'oeuvres." I said passing a small plate of little pastry bites. "Mmm! Delicious. I'm enjoying being a free woman. But I think I need to sit down." I hoped the wine wasn't going to her head quite that fast. "Are you alright my dear?" "Yes, I think I just feel a little bit strange" "I think the wine might be going to your head. You should eat something more substantial." I pulled the bell rope, and soon James entered. "Dinner is served, Sir and Madam." "Shall we?" I asked offering Maria my arm. She accepted and we proceeded to the dining room. Cook had excelled,something relatively simple, quail in a fruity sauce and vegetables, simple but delicious. Just as I'd asked, something not too challenging for Maria's first free meal. "You should try some of this wine." I selected a very good, but not too challenging wine form the cellar for Maria. "This is also wine? Its so different from the previous one." "Yes, wine comes in many varieties. The madeira was is a fortified wine, its stronger than this 'table' wine." As we ate, I explained my take on the situation. "You asked why a free woman would make such an offer. It depends on what the free woman likes and wants. Where I come from this is known as 'BDSM'. Those letters are a little mixed up, they stand for all of "Bondage and Discipline", "Domination and Submission" and "Sadism and ...