Author’s Note: This
takes place several weeks after part 48.
XLIX
“So just how far away is this cabin, Cass?”
“A few more miles, Barbie.
I swear, you’re like traveling with a child.”
“Are we almost there yet?
Are we almost there yet?” Barb
makes her voice shrill and as annoying as possible. Mistress doesn’t take the bait.
I can’t see much from the pet carrier in the back. The rear gate blocks my view and all I can
make out are the tops of the trees and clouds.
It feels like we’ve been driving for hours.
I listen in on the banter coming from the front seat. Mistress and Barb have continued to grow
closer. Barb is over almost every day
and spends the night most of the time.
She’s a regular fixture at meal times and seems to bring out the best in
Mistress. The way they go at each other
you’d guess they had known each other since childhood and not just a few
weeks.
I feel the car lurch and we go down a small incline. Based upon our speed I guess that we are in
a driveway. The road winds back and
forth and rises again as we come to a halt.
I hear their doors open and the car bounces as they depart. The back gate rises and light penetrates the
carrier. I squint adjusting to the
brightness of the sun reflecting off the snow.
I slowly climb out. Mistress
stretches and arches her back. Barb
lights a cigarette and paces around.
“Why did we come out to the cold-ass middle of nowhere
again?”
“But look at the clean, crisp air. You’d be plenty warm if you put your fur coat back on like I told
you to.”
“Yes, Mistress.” Barb’s sarcasm oozes through in a mongoloid
voice, probably intending to mock me.
“Oh, is that so little Barbie. I just might have to spank you in that case.”
“Uh uh, no way.”
I smile as Mistress chases Barb around in a circle, swinging
her purse at Barb’s rear. My knees
wobble as the circulation returns to my legs.
I don’t think I’ve ridden that long in the carrier without a break
before.
“Seriously, Cass.
Why did we come here instead of someplace warm?”
“This is an extra special cabin.”
“What’s so special about it? The fact that it’s the farthest place outside of civilization
that you could find?”
I scan the area surrounding us. A stretch of snow-covered fields and rolling hills separate us
from the main road. The main cabin is a
very large log building. I had expected
something fairly rustic but this is would rival most mansions. A large multi-car garage sits to its right
and a shed to the left up against the woods line.
“This is Dominique’s cabin, Barbie… so it has all kinds of
special ‘amenities’ you can’t find at a standard vacation spot.”
“Like what? It has a
dungeon in the basement?”
Mistress laughs heartily.
“Yes. Fully stocked
and kept plenty cold. There’s no
central heating but every room has its own fireplace.”
“That’s kind of fucked up, Cass. How many rooms is this place?
That must use up an ass-load of wood.”
“I think it has something like 9 guest rooms plus the master
bedroom. I’m sure it’s a lot of work to
maintain but that’s why we brought a slave.
Which reminds me. slave, quit
dawdling and start unloading the luggage.”
I snap to attention and nod and bow in her direction. I watch Mistress and Barb head towards the
front door before setting forth on my task.
It feels like Mistress must have brought every piece of luggage she
owns. It takes me several trips to move
it all.
I close the front door behind me. Mistress approaches carrying a glass of wine.
“Our room is going to be the 3rd door on the
left. Build a fire in the living room and
in that room. When you have finished
with that, unpack our things and store all of them neatly in the closet and the
dresser. After that, build a fire in
every room and open their doors. When
you have finished, you’ll prepare our dinner, take my snowboard and skis into
the garage and wax them, and then shovel the walkways before working on
chopping firewood.”
I lower my eyes and nod, taking careful note of all the
assigned tasks. I turn to pick up a bag
when Mistress clears her throat. I turn
back, kneel, and kiss her feet. First the right foot, then the left. She grins an evil grin as her eyes pierce
mine. She will punish me for my
thoughtlessness.
It takes me nearly two hours to complete the first of the
chores. By now the cabin has warmed up
bit and Mistress has changed into her robe, slippers, and hat. She lounges on the sofa near the fire while
Barb lies with her as they sip wine and whisper back and forth.
I head to the kitchen and prepare dinner. It takes me a while to locate everything but
the kitchen is huge with all new stainless steel appliances and high-end
cookware. I serve dinner at the large
dining table. My knees bob back and
forth as I stand at attention.
“What an ill-mannered and undisciplined slave we have
here.” I freeze in place as Mistress’s
words cut into me and my face flushes a bright red. I watch her face contort as she bursts into a giggle that
transforms into a laugh.
“Such a silly slave.
The boys’ bathroom is an outhouse on the far side of the shed. You may use it now.”
I hustle through the house and out the front door. The snow is deep and I trudge through it to
the shed. I find the small wooden
outhouse and relieve myself. The sun is
low and it’s freezing out. I run back
to the cabin, enter, and wash my hands at the kitchen sink before returning to
Mistress.
“Oh, pet, you really do provide all the entertainment I’ll
ever need.” Mistress chides, probably a
bit tipsy from the wine.
I smile and feel a warmth crawl into my heart. My Mistress… I love her.
After they finish eating I tend to the dishes. As I move to the door, Mistress calls out
and stops me.
“slave, check the storage compartment in the back of the
car. There should be a duffel bag in
there. Retrieve it.”
I nod and bow and head outside to Mistress’s SUV. I open the back gate and pop open the
storage compartment, gathering the bag and returning it inside. I approach the sofa where Mistress and Barb
snuggle together and set the bag down.
She motions her hand and I open it.
Inside the duffel I find my coat, boots, and mittens from
home.
“It’s cold outside, pet.
Make sure you stay warm.”
I smile and blush. I
lay on my back and present my feet to her.
She turns up the fur cuffs on my boots and unlocks the buckles. I quickly slip into my snow boots and put on
my coat and mittens.
“Now make sure to model them for Barbie, pet.”
A sudden wave of self-consciousness crashes down on me. My face burns red with shame and I want to
hide it with my hands.
Barb makes a ‘pffft’ sound before her lips part into a wide
grin.
“You are so evil, Cass.
Do you make him wear that at home?”
“Of course, that’s what he wears when I take him for a drive
or when he shovels snow.”
Barb holds her stomach as she cracks up in laughter. My face contorts as my stomach knots up. I should be used to this feeling by
now. It still hurts in just the right
way.
“Come closer, slave.”
I approach the sofa with tiny steps; my fingers fidget
inside the mittens. Barb turns her full
attention to me and leans forward on the couch. Her fingers slide across the coat, giving it small tugs and
twists.
“That’s such a cute shade of pink on you, slave. The coat and boots did it, I can no longer
even picture you as a man. Your
Mistress told me this would happen but I didn’t believe her.”
My brow furrows into a concerned look. They whisper together and giggle. I feel my insides sink deep into the
abyss. I no longer feel like a
man. Their lips meet and they peck tiny
kisses onto each other. Mistress waves
her hand and I respond with a nod of my head, a bow, and I depart. My mind enters an unfamiliar realm. I wax Mistress’s skis and snowboard like a
machine. No distractions, no thoughts,
I merely complete my tasks. I shovel
the walkways. I split firewood. I do not notice the cold air or the clear
and starry night. I bring a stack of
the freshly cut wood into the cabin.
The door shuts behind me.
I hear Mistress’s voice.
“slave, feed the fires in the living room and our
bedroom. Make sure they have enough
wood to burn through the night.”
My response is automatic and without thought. I add several pieces of wood to the fire in
the bedroom, keeping several logs spare in its carrier. I proceed to the living room and repeat the
process. Upon completing the tasks I remove my
coat and mittens, change back into my normal boots, and store them neatly in
the coat closet. I return to the living
room and stand at attention behind the sofa where Mistress and Barb snuggle
together.
“slave, come here and kneel.”
I move to the other side of the sofa and drop to my knees,
placing my hands inside the muff.
“Was it cold out there?”
I have no response.
I don’t know if it was or not.
Her eyes meet mine.
“pet. See me.”
“He’s looking right at you, Cass.”
“pet. See your
Mistress.”
She sits up. Barb
slides across the couch. Mistress turns
her body and faces me. She places her
arms around me and hugs. She buries my
face in the fur collar of her robe. I
inhale deeply, the scent of her perfume penetrates every ounce of my soul. I feel my head awaken.
“pet… I’m here pet.”
My eyes tear up and I begin to sniffle. I don’t know why.
“It’s okay, pet.
It’s okay.”
I whimper and sob into her shoulder. She rocks me in her arms.
“My pet. I love my
pet.”
She presses her cheek against mine. I feel my heart fill with warmth and
love.
“I love you, Mistress.”
“pet. You’re
freezing. I want you to take a
bath. Use the bathtub in our
bathroom. I want you to soak for at
least 30 minutes, okay?”
“Yes, Mistress.
Thank you.”
Mistress unlocks me from my uniform. When she finishes I kneel and kiss her
feet. First the right foot, then the
left. I depart to their bedroom and
fill the tub. It’s a very large tub and
takes a good while to fill. I undress
and slowly slide into the water. The
water feels scorching, my skin must really be cold. I find the soap and a washcloth and begin to clean myself while
my aching joints soak in the warm water.
Mistress enters after several minutes carrying a plate and a
glass. She pulls a chair up to the tub
and sits. She hands me the plate.
“Eat it all, pet.”
I smile at her. I
take the plate and find a turkey sandwich.
My body inhales the food. I must
have been famished. She passes me the
glass of orange juice. I guzzle it down
with a series of gulps. I set the plate
and glass down next to the tub and look up at Mistress. She smiles.
I smile back.
”Thank you, Mistress.”
She doesn’t answer; her response is a loving gaze that makes
my chest tingle.
“If you have to use the bathroom tonight pet, use the one by
the kitchen. I don’t want you going
back outside tonight.”
I nod and feel warm in my heart. She worries about me. I
feel my energy return. I quickly finish
cleaning myself and dry myself off. A
garment bag hangs from the door, I’m guessing it is a change of uniform. I dress for her and at its completion I
present myself for the locks. She
tightens up the buckles and secures me in with a series of clicks. I kneel and kiss her feet. First the right foot, then the left.
“Take care of these dishes, brush your teeth, and get ready
for bed.”
“Yes, Mistress. I
love you.”
“I love you too, pet.”
I quickly take care of my finishing tasks, making sure to
add a few logs to the fire in the living room before returning and doing the
same in the bedroom. Mistress guides me
to the cage in the far corner of the bedroom and I crawl inside. She hands me a small blanket and pillow
before closing the gate behind me.
My eyes sag with exhaustion. I doze off to the sounds of kisses and moans coming from the
direction of the king size bed.
