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Melissa’s Story Ch. 08

“Melissa speaking, may I help you?”

“Hello Mistress Melissa, this is Anne from Channel 8, how are you today?”

“I’m just fine thank you Anne, but I’m not a Mistress yet,” Melissa replied, glancing at me with eyebrows raised, “How are you and how can we help you?”

“I have some information that will interest Master Matt and yourself, can you put me on a speaker by any chance?”

“I’ll check, one moment please Anne,” Melissa replied.

Melissa explained Anne’s request and I shrugged, nodded my agreement and Melissa pressed the speaker button.

“Hello Anne, what news do you have for us?” I asked.
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Melissa’s Story Ch. 07

I was interstate as guest speaker at a BDSM convention and whilst there I took the opportunity to catch up with Rob Carter, an old friend from my high school days. Rob had invited me to meet his third wife and “a few other friends of ours” at a dinner party. I unavoidably arrived a little late and after hurried introductions we were seated at the dining table. The “few” turned out to nine others, I would have preferred less to be there so I could talk longer with Rob, but nevertheless resolved to enjoy myself.

Rob had earlier advised that all his friends were “vanilla” when it came to sex so I knew to keep the conversation away from my lifestyle. This was easy as I was seated between Rob and his sister so most of our talk was on the good old days. An athletic looking lady with short dark hair at the other end of the table looked vaguely familiar to me and a couple of times I caught her looking at me with a “who is he?” look on her face.

Dinner progressed and soon most were relaxed and the conversation flowed with the help of a few glasses of wine. I overheard someone along the table complaining about the terrible sex show that had been on at the exhibition building. I grinned and laughed to myself, if the person knew that I was heavily involved it would have caused quite a stir.
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Melissa’s Story Ch. 06

At 10.30am that fateful morning I was dressed and ready in the front hallway as Master had ordered. My instructions were to wear smart clothes as if we were going out for dinner, but at 10.30 in the morning? My mind had played games all night, wondering what the promised ‘test’ would be? Could I prove my obedience, trust and love for my Master?

Master joined me and walked around inspecting my clothing and makeup.

“Very nice my subbie, are you ready?”

“Y’yes Sir, I think so,” I stammered nervously, “What are your instructions?”

“Melissa, whatever happens to you today always remember that I have taken every precaution to ensure your safety.”

Master held out an envelope and some cash to me and continued, “Melissa go down to the end of the street and take the bus into the city. When the bus moves, and not until then, you may open the envelope for further instructions. Do you understand?”
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Melissa’s Story Ch. 05

As I closed the door after the last client of the day Melissa padded on bare feet from the living room, an open can of VB in her hand. “Here you are Sir, I thought you may like a cold beer after a hard day of spanking.” She giggled as she passed the drink to me.

“Thank you my subbie, I love it when you read my mind,” I laughed, “Any messages?”

“Only one phone call Sir,” Melissa replied, “And it was a bit strange. She said she was from Channel 8 and wanted to include an interview with you on a TV documentary they are making on BDSM. I have her name and number for you to ring her back.”

“A BDSM documentary on television?” I said as I slumped into my favorite armchair. “Well that sounds interesting I must say, get her for me Melissa.”
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Melissa’s Story Ch. 04

Author’s Note: If you have not read Melissa’s Story, Parts 1,2 & 3, I suggest you do before reading part 4.

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The week following my amazing weekend with Master Matt passed quite quickly. I studied more sites on the Internet that gave me details of the lives of 24/7 slaves and my mind was constantly thinking about my upcoming decision. If my answer was to be in the affirmative what a big change it would be in my life. From the successful businesswoman with many friends to a live in full time position as slave to a BDSM Master. I knew that I could always go back to employment if the 24/7 situation did not suit. I made notes on a large sheet of paper, weighing the pros and cons of my decision, determined that I would look at both sides to make the most of my life at that particular time.

The hours leading up to 6.00pm Sunday dragged slowly by but I was amazingly calm as I finally picked up the phone and dialed Matt’s number.
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