Meeting Her Master

by Hayse, Breanna

  Dahlia leaned forward and kissed him, enjoying the intimate touch of lying next to the person whom she trusted with her heart, life, and soul.

  “Now come along,” Blake told her firmly, “it is time for your session. I want you to let go of your control and allow yourself to regress. Don’t edit your thoughts or feelings, okay? Go back to your base nature for me. I’m going to introduce you to the St. Andrew’s cross today…”

  * * *

  Giada rocked the girl comfortably in her arms, careful of the tender bruises that covered her back and shoulders. Dahlia simply closed her eyes, resting her face against the older woman’s naked flesh, her nostrils filled with the scent of the Icy Hot that the two slaves had massaged into her bottom after Blake had completed the session. He had surprised her this time, covering her from the top of her shoulders to the back of her calves with stinging stripes left by his favorite whips and canes. He had taken her to another edge and she had faithfully trusted him to keep her from falling.

  “Do you feel like talking?” Giada asked, stroking her gently.

  “No, I just need to be mothered for a while. Thank you, Giada. I love you.”

  “I love you too, niña. You have not only made Blake so happy and whole, but you have brought so many other people together and touched us all in a special way. I have the daughter I had always wanted, Ginger has Manny, Master Broen has a permanent memory of his favorite lovers, and Humberto has a new toy to play with that he never grows tired of,” she giggled.

  “He bought Blake’s Beast?”

  “He had one made right after the show. I love it,” Giada laughed, “except he has been employing the cane portion a little too hard.”

  “Blake has a paddle attachment now, you know,” Dahlia advised.

  “Wonderful,” Giada groaned. “So are you ready to talk to your father tonight?”

  “Blake said I had to, ready or not. I haven’t seen him in six months and am not sure what to expect.”

  “Expect only that we are here for you, child. We will be your fortress if you need one. Do not allow fear to capture you again.”

  “I won’t, Mama Gi. Promise.”

  * * *

  Dahlia wiped her hands along the sides of her dress as she entered the dining room. Her father was talking to Blake and turned upon seeing the other man’s smile.

  “Dahlia! Come here, cupcake,” Blake said, holding his hand out for the nervous girl.

  “You look… beautiful,” Samuel said, eyeing his daughter from head to toe. “I…”

  “I’m glad you came, Daddy,” Dahlia swung her arms around his waist. “I have so much to tell you.”

  Samuel hesitated before returning the gesture, unaccustomed to displaying affection of any sort. His hug was tentative, yet her warmth and genuine affection was contagious. Soon, he was squeezing her so tightly that she begged for air.

  “Please sit down. Wine?” Blake asked. Samuel shook his head ‘no.’

  They talked late into the night, both father and daughter revealing the secrets kept for so many years. Samuel explained that the marriage had been one of contractual convenience and that Dahlia had been born of a surrogate with his sperm to meet the conditions of his inheritance. Her parents’ relationship deteriorated over time as Samuel’s interest lessened and he began to secretly meet with male companions. However, he had not been alone, for his wife’s promiscuity became a key point of gossip in the locker rooms of the company. They fought constantly behind closed doors spewing insults and accusations back and forth, trying to see who had the power to hurt the other more. Samuel had finally filed for divorce but, when Dahlia’s mother had threatened to take custody of Dahlia as a means to hurt him, he refused to sit passively. Investigators produced evidence of the woman’s extramarital affairs that he would use against her in court. Panic struck and she desperately sought a way of escape without financial ruin.

  Her opportunity had come after Dahlia caught her with the housekeeper. After Dahlia had accidentally stabbed herself at the table, her mother started to leave long, sharp objects within Dahlia’s view. She then made frequent, loud, suggestive comments about how to purify a soulless demon and how happy it would make her. Samuel sadly confessed that he had thought nothing of it, knowing that Dahlia could never truly harm herself with pins and needles. Plus, he confessed to his daughter, he did not want to believe that she would have been entrapped by the need to please her mother by harming herself.

  Dahlia’s mouth dropped, recalling the comments and the objects. She turned to Blake and sunk into his strong embrace to hear the rest of the sad story. The turmoil and chaos of the home had easily entrapped Dahlia in the web of suggestion and, with no other way to escape, she had begun to engage in self-harm. Relieved that her manipulation had worked, Dahlia’s mother turned the tables on Samuel to focus on Dahlia’s ‘mental condition’ and threatened to contact CPS if Samuel refused an amicable separation. Fearful that an investigation would be launched and Samuel’s own secrets revealed, he agreed and sent his ex-wife packing with enough money, and a signed agreement, never to contact either him or Dahlia again.

  Samuel struggled with shameful tears as he confessed his weakness and fear, and showered apologies upon his stunned daughter for failing her so miserably. His present partner knew the truth and had encouraged him to share, but he found it to be easier to send her away and not deal with his cowardice. Silence filled the room, broken only by the anguished cries of the broken man.

  Dahlia placed her hand upon her father’s knee. “Daddy, you need to know that my hurting myself was a lot like your drinking. We both tried to escape our fear and pain, and tried to punish ourselves for the wrongs we thought we had done. It had nothing to do with pleasing her. Also, I would never have judged you for finding someone you loved who cared about you. You never gave me the chance to show you that I could be supportive instead of a burden.”

  “You were never the burden, honey. My secret… your mother’s selfishness… those were the burdens that you, as a child, should never have had to deal with. She made me angry, constantly blaming me for your condition by saying my lack of love did this to you. She tried to push me to have you institutionalized. I thought I had refused, but really, I did even worse. I listened to her instead of you, baby. I locked you away like a criminal because I didn’t know what else to do to save you. I am so sorry.”

  “I understand,” Dahlia said quietly. “Things were really fucked up for all of us, huh?”

  “That is an understatement and you were the one who was hurt the most. Blake encouraged me to start therapy under the guise of learning to understand you,” Samuel admitted. “He’s a sneaky little bastard, I will give him that. He steered me to this new research project started at UTSA and I’ve been spending quite a lot of time with Dr. Franklin discovering my own needs.”

  “Seriously? Did you know that Ginger Franklin was the gal you sent me to?”

  “Yeah, and she assured me that if the program worked for you, it would also work for me. Tim is going too.”

  “Tim? As in Blake’s brother Tim? You are lovers?”

  “I told you that we all have secrets that need to be revealed when the time is right, didn’t I? Didn’t you ever wonder why your father was not surprised about you going to Over the Barrel?” Blake asked.

  “Not really. I was a freak and…”

  “There are no freaks in this community, cupcake. We are all real people with real needs who are not afraid to explore them. If you call yourself a freak again, I might have to spank you.” Blake winked at Samuel.

  The older man blushed. “I really don’t want to hear this. Dahlia Ellyn? Is that a ring on your finger?”

  “Yes, Daddy. Blake and I are getting married.”

  * * *

  Samuel dabbed his eyes as he walked his beautiful daughter down the leaf-strewn path toward the altar, which was decorated with, of all things, leather whips. Each was a gift from the invited guests who stood respectfully as the bride
glided past them.

  Blake glanced at Tim, who stood as his best man. “Thanks, Bro. I would never have gone looking for her if you had not called me that night and told me where to find her. You saved all our lives.”

  “Do either of them know about my phone call?” Tim asked, his eyes lovingly meeting Samuel’s as the couple approached.

  “Nah. Sometimes, it’s good to keep secrets. Especially ones that end happily ever after.”

  The End

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