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  I had no concept of what time it was. I tried to count the minutes once Drake left me last time, but the constant stimulation to my abused body ensured I failed. Leaving me to constantly wonder when he would come back. My internal clock thankfully still working somewhat it was still early Wednesday morning.

  After the past two days my voice giving up long ago. Silent, torturous moans leaving my dry cracked lips. My quivering body covered in salt from all the dried sweat on my skin. My conscious taking up residence in the darkest part of my mind trying to shield myself from any more torture.

  I could hear a faint click come from the door bringing me to the present instantly. Gathering as much saliva as I could inside my mouth I wet my lips to speak before he even comes through the door. As soon as I see the doorknob turn I start repeating the three words he's been waiting to hear.

  "I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you so much Drake Masters it honestly scares the shit out of me!" I tell him. Each word coming out stronger than the one before.

  Drake stops beside my hip turning the switch off on the dildo, and stopping the vibrating clamps. He takes another step stopping beside my shoulder. Looking down at me giving me a full smile. His voice sounding low and drawn out.

  "Thank you, My Queen. I love you, as well. Now tell me, why did you lie to me?"

  My gaze was wild moving everywhere around the room. Looking at everything except him. It takes me several moments to get all my jumbled thoughts in some type of order. While trying to simultaneously stop the shaking of my entire body from my very soul.

  Such different, yet strong, emotions running through me right then. Fire eating arousal, wanting like a brazen huzzy, desperate to cum pass the point of sanity. Along with an immense amount of disgust toward myself for not saying anything sooner. I bite my lip to keep all this in instead of answering.

  Drake chuckles in disbelief. "I'll come back when you have an answer."

  He doesn't waste another moment seeing if I need the bathroom or food and something to drink. Hurrying out of the playroom door cutting the lights off as he goes. My wide-eyed gaze following his every step.

  I release a deep breath in gratitude and relaxed slightly. Not seeing Drake turn the switch back on for the mechanical dildo, or the vibrating clamps attached to my sensitive nubs. I just repeat 'Thank You' in my head to Drake for giving me a much needed break from the machines for awhile. Simultaneously kicking myself in the ass for not answering him!

  You would think I would know better than NOT talking to Drake by now. Not speaking to him is what this horrendous punishment is all about after all. In my head I thought I was ready to spill everything to Drake then. Only something in my gut stopping me, and I've been trying to understand ever since.

  Time seem to come to a slow crawl while I racked my brain for answers. Almost within my reach when every thought shattered. The clamps and dildo both starting back remotely at the same time. Taking their time building up to the same maddening tempo as before.

  Only the next time Drake came back into the playroom to check on me he didn't speak. Not a single sound as he helped me to the bathroom and keeping me hydrated. Then when he was finished asking me the same question each time. "Why did I lie?" Leaving a few minutes later after I still didn't speak.

  Following the same rules and routine the next five times he came to check on me. Keeping me strapped to the leather spanking bench almost two more days. Until I couldn't take it anymore Thursday night.

  "I'm scared to Love You, Master." I say to Drakes retreating back. My voice a mix of weak and strong, but crystal clear.

  "When we started this agreement of yours, you said yourself, it would only be for 6 months. After that we would both go our separate ways, and never see each other again. You never said anything about feeling might change, or possibly turning this into something more down the road." I stop speaking looking at his face through my lowered lashes before continuing.

  I dig deep inside myself gathering all the courage I possess in my body, so my voice will come out clear and strong. Then tell him absolutely everything.

  "For weeks I tried my fucking best to keep my heart and feelings from getting in the way of this thing we have. Second guessing all of your actions and meanings behind everything you did for me. Even going so far as to lie to my self and repeat that same lie so much until I almost believed it. I even went to Mel and My Mom for advice. Desperate for one for them to help me make sense of everything inside my head."

  Stopping I send Drake a questioning look as he moves to my legs removing the straps. First from my ankles then my thighs, before standing up. Motioning for me to continue.

  "Of course, neither of them told me what I wanted to hear. Only leaving me after our talks with more questions, and a scenario I needed to find the answer to. How would I feel if I kept my mouth shut and let you walk away at the end of the 6 months as planned? What did choosing that path look like for me? Could I live with that future?"

  I flashed Drake a quick smile as he opened the strap along my hip and under my breast. Then signaling me to go on.

  "After thinking about those questions long and hard my answer was simple, I couldn't. When I picture my future now your right there in it. Constantly by my side loving and worshiping me, and I serve every part of you. Like magnets who hate to be apart. Desperate to get back to the other once apart."

  My tongue sliding along my cracked lips wetting them. His onyx gaze watching the show intently as he takes the strap off across my upper chest. I keep going before he finishes.

  "Since meeting you I've changed so much it scares me. Before you happened my entire focus was on my Pre-Med courses everyday. Now I spend my time thinking about you instead. All during my classes while you dominate my dreams as well. My mood can switch in seconds depending on if I'm talking or texting you. You make me feel like no one before. All the time!"

  I take a breath as a single tear falls from the corner of my right eye. Turning my gaze toward the floor I continue.

  "For the first time in my life, other than my mother, you make me feel loved, cherish, and wanted. Something no boy, and certainly no man, has ever made me feel before. A connection so deep and strong it feels like you are my other half to my soul."

  I whisper my confessions to him as he unties the rope from my praying hands. Placing both of my palms flat against my stomach. Smiling at me to go on.

  "I realized I wouldn't be able to go on living my same life after you leave at the end of this 6 months. I have no idea what I'm going to do, and that scares the shit out of me. How was I suppose to hide all those feelings from you? The Master of my body and soul, that I love you."

  I finish looking him straight in the eyes. Drakes answering smile stretched across his face from ear to ear. Gliding the back of his curled fingers along my shoulders down my arms. Massaging my sore muscles as he goes. His eyes sparkling in happiness just like their jeweled namesake.

  "Hmm..I'll never get tired of hearing you say those three words, My Queen. Anything else you need to tell me? Now is the time to get everything off your chest, and out into the open between us."

  I take a moment to push through the fog clouding my brain for the past four days to think. The only thing I haven't told him is about seeing Uncle Joe again, but that can wait for later. This is a time for declaring our feelings and nothing else. I give him a shake of my head no biting my bottom lip slightly.

  In the next second Drake makes me gasp loudly as stars blanket my vision. Reaching into his pocket with his left hand turning the vibrating clamps back on and on a much higher setting.

  While his right hand cups between my drenched folds making a loud clapping sound. Thrusting his middle finger deep into my cunt and curling the tip of his finger up. Then pulling out an inch putting pressure along the top of my quivering walls.

  Placing his left hand with the remote above my shoulder Drake leans closer giving me a crazed smile. Stopping his hooked finger from moving inside my sex as he speaks.

  "What about dear Old Uncle Joe? Decided on what to say to him when he sees us together at the wedding?"

  I feel the color draining from my skin leaving me white as a ghost. "What? How?"

  "My source doesn't matter right now. What matters is, this is just one more thing you have been keeping from me, and I won't have it anymore! I mean it and want you to believe me when I tell you, their will not be anymore secrets between us. You are Mine, Abbie Black. Mind, body, and soul from now on just like you hold all of me in the palm of your hands. Whatever problems you have are mine to take care of, and I will. You will never have to do anything alone again."

  Drake thrust his hooked finger into my sex twice shocking a moan deep from inside me. "Tell me, and I'll give you the reward you've been desperate to reach for days, My Queen."

  Stumbling over the first few words in my haste to get them out I finally come completely clean about Uncle Joe. Leaving nothing out this time. Even asking his advice on what I should do. Maybe his advice will be better than Mom and Mel's!

  Instead of answering me with words Drake seals his lips to mine. Sucking and biting my lips forcing entry into my mouth. Devouring everything in his path, and stealing every ounce of my breath. I wiggle my face to the side desperate for air making him lean up. Still looking down at my face.

  For the first time since being locked up in the playroom four days ago my brain is clear and solely in this moment. Sensing a much anticipated climax sometime along the way. I let my eyes roam along Drakes body absorbing his magnificence.

  His bulky muscular chest is leaning over the top half of my body bare. All his defined ridges and tattoos on full display for my eyes to devour. His black hair is damp brushed back away from his face. His legs are covered in a black pair of sweatpants hanging dangerously low off his hips. His feet are bare with matching golden bronze skin covering it all.

  Damn! If he ain't Mouth Watering, Finger Licking, Good Enough To Eat! Yum!

  A click from the remote to the clips in my ear bringing me back from my inner thoughts. Drake leaving the control on the table sliding his fingers through my hair. While his other hand lazily strokes along my rippling sex. Cream gushing out covering my folds. His fingers tighten in my hair on their next pass bringing my face closer to his.

  "Now listen My Queen, because I'm only going to say this one more time. You Are MINE! From now on, until the end of time. I'm never letting you go without the biggest fight of my life. I Love You. I've loved you for awhile now, and I know you've loved me just as long. I could see it in your eyes even then. I was just waiting on you to say something. I hate spending one second away from you, and feel whole when your around. I want a future with you and then forever. But until then we will just take each day as it comes. Like money or the other years of your tuition. I'll cover anything you need don't worry about that. And we will talk with your Uncle Joe together before leaving for the wedding. Agreed?"

  At that I let everything go and submitted completely. Giving Drake my brightest smile. "I Love You Master." Tears of joy and relief clouding my eyes.

  "I Love You Too." Drake growls claiming my lips in a heated kiss. Shuffling the lower half of his body between my parted legs. Pushing the metal stand and mechanical dildo over with a swift kick. Coming to a stop and dropping his sweatpants.

  Both of us stop the kiss letting out unashamed moans as Drake glides his thick pulsing shaft into my core one glorious inch at a time. Coming to a rest cradled at the opening to my womb for only a moment. Then slowly sliding back out to the very tip before thrusting back in.

  Over and over matching his rhythm to our pounding heart beats. Increasing his thrust in power with each forward push. Drake kept us there in that modified missionary position starring deeply into each other's soul as we made love.

  Reaching our climax together some time later. Both of us screaming "I Love You". Feeling like my world was just blown apart I allow myself to finally pass out after everything.

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