This slave: Silver on Ebony

Master needs me.

It's as simple as that.

You see, last night when I came home he was just sitting on the couch, staring at the ceiling. At first I thought he was sleeping, and while it's very unusual for him to nap, I wrote it off as just Master being tired. But then he called me over, saying to get naked first. Understandable; I was sopping wet from the rain.

I shed my clothing and went over to the couch and we spoke. Master was very upset, very very sad. It hurt me to see him hurt. He told me I would be sleeping in his bed from now on. He said he didn't want to be lonely. When I asked what was wrong, he told me Mistress was not coming home for a long time, that a "bad man" had taken her away...and he cried. It ripped my heart in half to see Master cry! I held him close and told him not to, that it would be okay and he laughed that kind of hopeless laugh that I've heard so many times from other slaves and then...kissed me.

Master never kisses me.

No, you have to understand this: Master Never Kisses Me.

The most I've ever gotten from Master was a pat on the head. He's affectionate and caring and kind, but Master never kisses me and he is never loving. I am a slave, I am an object, I can be sold and forgotten, and therefore not worth loving in Tyeni eyes...but Master kissed me.

It was...so amazing. I was allowed to wrap my arms around him, to kiss back, and he didn't pull back. He didn't pull back. He just let me kiss back as he kissed me and he held me close like Guy used to, holding me to him like he would cry again if he let go. It nearly made me cry!

Then he said it was time for bed and he didn't lead me by my collar or anything, he just expected me to follow, so I did. Instinctively, I moved for the foot of the bed. When I'm allowed on the bed, it is for worshiping or I get to sleep at the foot of his bed...But he scooted over to one side of the bed and told me to lay next to him, so of course I crawled over and tentatively laid myself down beside him. He wrapped his arms around me and said goodnight.

I snuggled close and I remember my heart pounding, blushing like a fool, and telling him in an undertone that I love him. I had not meant for him to hear it! I had not even planned on saying it aloud!....But he heard me, and asked me to repeat myself, so I did and he laughed.

He kissed my forehead and told me that he loved me as well, just not as he loved Mistress. Understandable, I said. I thought, well of course he doesn't love me as he loves her. I am but a child to him on a good day, a slave and nothing more at all times.

So I slept...in Master's bed...with Master's strong, dark arms around me...and it was weird...but absolutely, amazingly wonderful...