continued from part two

Part 3: The Package

It had been two days since Ed left. And Maryann found herself in totally perplexed. All she knew is that when he got back he would find her wanting and willing to be his any way he want it. She spent most of the time wandering between her house and his. Her attire had become a combination of stylish skirts and blouses along with at least 4 inch heels.

On the third day a package came. It was addressed to her and him. Looking at the return address it was from a company called SM factory. Her heart raced. She was torn between opening it and waiting for him to get back. One thing which she was sure of the anticipation of seeing him not only kept her sexually aroused but leaving her longing. Thinking she knew what she had seen on the websites and she knew he would never want to hurt her. But she wondered if he knew this anticipation is driving her crazy more than anything he's ever done to her. She had made a couple of friends on the web, and her longing for him had become so intense she decided to ask for advice.

Sitting in front of the keyboard she had mixed feelings. None of the relationships she had heard about online were like what he wanted. They all seemed loving but none seem to match the tenderness he wanted to give her. She had mentioned to her friend about the box. Of course she said open it. Marianne was still confused she wanted to open it so badly but still didn't know if she should wait for him.

Her answer came that afternoon in the form of a letter from him. Running into the house scrambling.

'Dearest Maryann, having a wonderful time with friends here in Connecticut.'

Maryann thought to herself, 'Days and he send me a letter like I'm his sister'. Back to the letter,

'I don't know I just had to start the letter that way',

She giggled this man is going to drive me completely crazy,

'the time we've been separated hopefully has given you a chance to think. We both need to be sure about this. For once we start down this path it will change or relationship forever'.

Thinking of hersel and him, I could walk in around for the last two days thinking there was only one way to go on. I know I've made up my mind and my heart. It's to be he's the master and I'm his slave. Back to reading the letter.

'hopefully by this time my house has received a box. I addressed it to me or you so that you could sign for it and open it. If you have not done it already go do it now before you read the rest of the letter'.

Scrambling from where she was sitting she went to the box and tore it open, the contents were heavily wrapped in soft paper. Finally digging through it she found the contents. They look like expensive jewelry. She took out some of the tissue paper and laid it on the table. Taking each piece out she put it on the tissue paper as if to display the crown jewels. She had seen these on the Internet she knew exactly what they were her heart pounded with excitement. She slowly picked up each piece, first the ankle set. Each cuff was exquisitely polished almost as if it was made out of silver. At the lock was a ring. She could feel the passion swell within her. Her pussy responsed, it was as if she had hit an instant on button.

She took out the next two pieces, wrist cuffs. They were exactly the same as the ankle cuffs smooth and polished. The last piece was a 1 inch stainless steel choker. She's not quite sure she had ever seen anything so beautiful. Examining it she realized it had a recessed lock. The first thing that flooded her mind was to put it on as she could be wearing it when he got home. Digging through the box she found no keys. She almost went into a panic. Did they make a mistake? Did they forget to put them in? Or what!

She went back to his letter.

'By now I'm sure you have found there are no keys. I have them. That set was made to your measurements it will fit you only. And you need to realize the magnitude of them. Now my slave think about the future and wearing them. I’ll be home soon. Your Master Ed'.

She just sat back, thinking to herself, 'does he really know what he does to me? To see fully understand the depth of how I feel right now. My heart is pounding, my pussy is screaming and yet he is simply stops'.

The day went slowly as from time to time she went back to where the cuffs were at and just sat with them in her hands dreaming.

At night she prepared herself for bed. Knowing that the set would just be heavenly to sleep in. Putting on her leather ankle cuffs, wrist cuffs, choker and heels she climbed into bed with a new set of cuffs in her arms. She found the feeling of being in cuffs was like him holding onto her and quickly was fast asleep.

Waking in the morning she realized she was covered in sweat. Also her pussy was soaking, but not from sweat. Thinking to herself that's what they must mean by a wet dream. Freeing herself from her cuffs and choker she took a shower and got into the day. Placing a piece of felt on the coffee table she placed the new stainless steel cuffs on it.

The doorbell rang. It was only eight o'clock in the morning. She went to it and found a FedEx box on the front stoop. Picking it up noticing the packing slip said 'early delivery priority'. She knew if she stopped to open it now she would be late for work. Ingeniously she opened the box and put what appeared to be a small box into her purse, she'll find a way sometime during the workday to open it.

Of course the workday was extremely busy, not allowing her a break to sit and open the package. But as her usual attire she wore silk blouses, form fitting skirts and 4 inch heels with ankle straps... and of course a choker. She knew Ed loved to see her this way and she knew walking around at work she turned heads but she didn't care. Just feeling her clothing and heels made it seem like he was there.

Finishing as soon as she could she headed straight home. She knew the small package was from him. She was so horny she placed it between her legs and rubbed her thighs on it. She was so close to an orgasm. Thinking if he doesn't come home to tie and fuck me soon, I'll be ready to be locked away.

Zooming into the garage she clicked the control to shut the door. Running inside only until she was sitting at the table, her heart finally slowed down, getting a glass of wine she took a long sip. Sitting at the table she finally opened the package.

It was a jewelry box wrapped in velvet cloth. She placed it on the table. And found the note first.

'My sub Maryann, what is inside this box is for you and me. It may be more revealing and serious than our play times together. What is in there will be seen by all. In public that will be almost no way too hide them. Think long and carefully about what it would mean to wear them. As I said there are three in there. Two for you, one for me. Think about what I'm saying I'll be home soon'.

Thinking about what the card had said she gently opened the velvet. Then opened the box. Inside were two wrist IDs and one ankle ID. She could see that one of wrist bracelets was rather large she knew it must have been his. Taking it into her hand she turned it over to look at the engraving. In quotations and old English lettering were the words, 'Ed Master to sub maryann'. Her heart leapt. Taking the second wrist bracelet it was much smaller and she knew this one must be hers. Turning it over it said, 'sub to Master Ed'.

Thinking of truly beautiful jewelry was not excessively expensive but meaningful. Picking up the anklet and turning it over it said, 'Ed's slave'. She was glad she'd had two large sips of wine for now she almost swallowed the rest of the glass. Realizing there were no locks she immediately should put hers on. The ankle cuff was a bit discreet. But the wrist one would make it very obvious.

She knew from the Internet how some slaves had a hard time exposing themselves as subs in public. She also realized now that they walked as a submission to their masters. She now realized what he was looking for. She could walk in public feeling great as is so not just because she loved doing it but he loved her and she loved him. It is within that feeling she knew her master always cared for her here or in public. That is the grace and pride he always talked about.

'Where is he? This is the third day since he left. He has not called nor left a message or length of time he would be away.' she thought.

That night she slept in self bondage. It was always simple enough to lock the wrist behind her back and ankle cuffs she wore every night together. She had gagged herself with a smallish bishop’s gag. A soft blindfold completed her bedtime attire. Even though it sounds uncomfortable. There was the feeling to her that he was there so sleep came quickly and soundly.

Her dreams were of him. But no longer just tying her. But of the two of them acting like school wish boyfriend and girlfriend. She knew with her arm under his she would not care if anybody knew their secret. Hell she no longer cared if it was a secret at all.

The phone rang she woke up and realized it was 10 o'clock at night. Something told on her it might be him. "Hello?"

"Maryann? It's me".

She caught her breath quickly. And said, "Sir". And then repeated, "yes, yes, yes".

He was bit puzzled. "Maryann I haven't asked you anything".

She responded quickly, "I know sir but it doesn't matter the answer is yes".

He thought about it and quickly asked her, "Yes to what?"

"Sir? May I speak freely?"

"Yes".

"All your sub knows right now is her longing for her master has started to drive her crazy. I want you and am willing to have you anywhere anyway you deem me worthy".

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