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Click hereWhen I reached my home I knew exactly what I had to do first. Call my Master. There was something very important I needed to tell him.
The End
Author's note:
This is the conclusion of the revised version of Mary's Story. If you liked it please vote. And if you have not already done so please read the two follow-up series, Mary's New Life and My Daughter Takes Charge. The third chapters of both of those series I am still writing and will post as soon as they are finished.
Finally for those wondering why I chose to revise this series there are two reasons. First these being some of the first stories I ever wrote there were a lot grammatical errors. I hope that I got all of them this time, but I probably did not. The second reason was to correct several inconsistencies between this series and the two follow-up series.
All comments regarding or suggestions about this story would be greatly appreciated. If you want a reply please send feedback. I try to answer all.
I so see myself in Mary. i would also need the sternest of a master to push my limits. The thought of Davids methods so excite me.
I've been reading, and trying to like, Mary's story since the first posting. While there are many good points, there are still issues for me.
I cannot like David. This time, the first part of the chapter is unsettling to me. The threat involved with the cage is ugly. The way he forced her use of the safeword was reprehensible. Both show what I consider a poor master. One I would not serve.
Anytime a story suddenly introduces bdsm participants among people known to the characters, especially multiples, it usual becomes rediculous rather quickly. Suddenly, they are surrounded by kinksters in every aspect of their life. Next comes endless submissions to any and everyone. There is fantasy and then there is just silliness.
Based on Mary's thoughts you have provided, her submission has the odor of desperation, not desire. She is agreeing to anything he wants primarily because he has shown interest in her and she doesn't want to be alone. I don't feel a strong desire for submission from within her.