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Yes Master

Novel By: kerryl86

*(FINISHED)*My name is Monica and I am owned by my master. I do anything and everything he says even the texts during the middle of the night to meet him or catch him climbing in my bed at night. I am his property and there is no way of getting out it. At least for now I thought. At least until I started falling in love with him and then finding a lot a lot of things about my past that started to all make sense. View table of contents...

Submitted:May 3, 2014    Reads: 871    Comments: 1    Likes: 3   

I laid awake staring at the ceiling there's not a day goes by that I don't think about my husband.I never did get any confirmation that he was alive or dead or anything ever happened to him. but I always kept hope that he was alive he was thinking of me always has her I was always thinking about him every day. everyday I did call the cell phone he had but I always went to voicemail he never called me again after the last conversation we had which made me think that something bad accident happened to them but I always kept hope.it had been a year to the day almost that he had left and everyday I dreamed of him walking through the door and being with me again. there were times that I was dreaming so vividly that I'd wake up and just imagine him standing in front of me then I would blink my eyes then image of him was gone until then I realize it was just a dream he was not there. I miss everything about him his eyes his deep green eyes to get stared at me I could see the love in them for me. the way he would hold me at night the way I could feel him kissing me throughout the night just random kisses that made me just feel at ease and he was holding me close through the whole night. I miss his smile the way he would just randomly smile at me and then wink, the way he would just smile and say hi at me knowing that I was his and that he was mine for the rest of our life. I honestly just miss everything about him. as the day went on as i started giving up hope that I would never see my husband again but I honestly lost hope at one point in time that I would never see him again. even if it was just for one night let alone just one more text from him I would be happy but I never got that.I never got any of it to the point that I was really depressed for a good few months. to the point that I was clenching my phone and laying in bed just waiting for him to call me text me or something but never did happen. It it was like I said about a year when I was laying in bed one night just dreaming of him coming at him standing in front of me just wanting me to touch him one more time. I woke up to a dark figure standing above me I didn't want to wake up from this dream because in my dream I knew it was him but I didn't want to snap back into reality I knew that he would be gone. I I felt the presence of this figure walk a little closer toward me, start itching close by close to staring at me but I didn't want to wake up I didn't wanna lose the sight of him. I heard the figured your sigh as I didn't think it knew what to do its just stood there and stared at me. It was definitely him in my dream but I just wanted to lay there and see what he would do in my dream. I I felt his hand run up my leg up my stomach into my hand. I felt his hand pick up my hand and bring it to his lips and kiss it. his kisses were just like I remember the very soft and gentle even though he was kissing my hand I still loved it. I felt the way of this figure sit down on the bed next to me is staring at me but I knew if I open my eyes it would all be a dream that he would be gone. "Baby" I heard the figure whisper at me. I couldn't help but to just lay there and listen to him because I knew in my heart this was all a dream. "Baby wake up" the figure said again. I actually prayed in my mind that if I open my eyes he would actually be there except I kept saying over in my mind please let him be here please let him be there not be gone this time when I wake up. "Wake up my love" the figure said as I felt his lips on mine. I knew from that kiss it was not a dream I had dreamed so many times of kissing him and I knew when that figure kiss me it was a real kiss from him. I just open my eyes and lunged at him as he caught me and I bury my face in his shoulders and cried. "I told you I would come back" he said. I just kept crying as I felt his arms wrapped around me and pull me closer to him and hold me tight." I am home baby girl oh God I have missed you so much" he kept saying. he pulled away and just looked at me running his hands up the side of my face like he was memorizing my face are we living being with me. "Your just as beautiful as I remembered" he said. "I love you" I said. "I love you baby girl so very much" he said. I just smiled as he leaned in and kissed me. Running his tongue softly in my mouth and back out kissing my lips softly again. "Where are the girls?" He asked. I just sighed deeply and he knew "No when?" He asked. "About 2 weeks after you left I am so sorry baby" I said as he started crying and breathing heavy. "What happened?" He asked. "First it was Samantha her heart rate dropped and she stopped breathing and they tried to bring her back but she left. And it wasn't even 5 minutes later Briana did the same. It was like they couldn't leave each other" I said starting to cry myself. He just bear hugged me and cried in my shoulder "My girls its all my fault" he said. "No its not baby" he said. I just let him cry it out for a little bit and just holding him close to me as he was screaming over the passing of our daughters. I pulled away and looked at him..."Where are they buried you had a funeral right?" He asked. "Of course and they are next to your dad, your sister thought it would be a good idea" I said. He just nodded and hugged me again.."I need to tell you something" I said. "Yes baby" he said. "Remember the last day we had sex before we went to the beach?" I asked. "Yes" he said. "Well about 2 months later I found out I was pregnant" I said "What?!" He said. "Yeah I had a son we have a son" I said. "No way baby" he said. "Yes really" I said. "How old is he then?" He asked. "Almost 3 months old he was born 2 weeks early though" I said "But is he ok?" He asked. I just kinda smiled and said "Yes hes perfectly fine" I said. "Well where is he?" He asked. I got out of bed taking his hand. "Come on hes asleep in his room." I said..He took my hand as we walked out into the room next to ours. I opened the door as he was sound asleep. We walked up to the crib as our son was sound asleep. Stephen just sighed and smiled at him. "What's his name?" He asked. "Stephen" I said. "You named him after me" he said smiling. "Yes baby I did". He just smiled and started moving his fingers like he wanted to pick him up. "Its ok baby pick him up" I said. He just reached down and picked him up as the baby started to wake up and cry. "Shhh baby boy I am your dad there's no need to cry" he said as he kissed his forehead. The baby calmed down and stopped crying and opened his eyes looking up at Stephen. "I am your daddy. Gosh you look just like your mom" he said. "We will get to know each other more tomorrow you need your sleep" Stephen said to the baby as he was starting to fall back asleep in Stephens arms. He kissed him on the forehead and laid him back down in the crib. He took my hand as we left the baby to go back asleep. Closing the door softly and going back to our room. We set down on the bed and just kissed each other over and over and over again. that's honestly what both of us wanted to do was just kiss each other. "I hate to ask but are we in the clear?" I asked. "Theres one more thing I have to do" he said. "What's that baby?" I asked. "Kill your father" he said.


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