“Of course Sir,” I replied. For a second I got worried. He had never once sought permission to ask me anything.
“It’s nothing bad,” he reassured me. It was obvious he’d noticed my look of concern and wanted to put me at ease. “But first, is there anything you want to ask me?”
“Um, no Master…I think I’m good.” I was lying. There were a million questions I wanted to ask Lewis along the way. It’s not that I was afraid; it was that it was not my place. I trusted him implicitly. I was in good hands. I was in his hands. Any questions I had were pushed to the back of my mind. Until now.
“Abby, just as you have always been honest with me, I will be completely honest with you. Go ahead and ask me anything you want. The door is open.”
“Are we going to do a reverse-interview?” I joked.
“You could say that,” he chuckled. “This is the closest to ‘switching’ we’ll ever get.” We both laughed again.
I sat up. I did have one burning question and I thought I’d start there: “Sir, when you share me or pimp me out, and other men fuck me – does it make you think less of me?”
“Not at all, hun. Why on earth would you think that? I would never do it if it made me think any less of you.” Lewis’ comments lead to a tangent conversation. He explained very rationally how he did not equate a woman’s level of sexual activity with her morals, or integrity, or values, or ethics. He went on to suggest that a woman’s loyalty, or devotion, or intelligence isn’t measured by the number of cocks that have fucked her, but rather who she is as a person.
“So, when I stayed behind to fuck Victor, you didn’t lose respect for me?”
“Quite the contrary. I am incredibly aroused and attracted to women who have a high sex drive. I didn’t lose respect for you, if anything it made me desire you all the more.”
“Does that include Grekko, Sir? I mean I fucked his foot for God’s sake. You must think I’m a freak.”
“I’m the one who sent you there, and I’d think you’re the freak? I love the fact you’re such a little tramp, you’d shove anything up there for relief.” I giggled and Lewis chuckled. Still I felt relieved.
“Did you ever worry about me, Sir? I mean, I know everyone was pre-cleared by the network and all that, but did you ever think I might break?”
“Do you remember the test whipping, Abigail, before you even met Ms. Donovan?”
“How could I forget? Looking back, it wasn’t the most severe but it was my first, so I was terrified.”
“I was there, the entire time, watching.”
“You were there?!?” Where?
“I was in the closet, watching the entire time.”
“But you trust all these people, like you said they are all pre-cleared and wasn’t that your friend?”
“Oh, I wasn’t worried about Gary. I was worried about you. I knew you’d only use your safeword as an absolute last resort. I had to see for myself. I could determine by your reactions and your expression that you were okay, hence I did not interfere.”
“I can’t believe you were there the whole time. I feel a bit dumb, and yet honored.”
I asked Lewis if there were any other instances when he had spied on me. Indeed there was one more instance. He didn’t do it with Ms. Donovan because of their long history together and his faith in her judgment. He did however, listen on a hidden speaker phone when I first met Grekko. After that he knew I could handle anything and wouldn’t break. There were no more surveillance episodes after that.
“Why did you make me suck-off those three random guys?”
“To see if you would. It was a test. Everything is a test. I was testing your devotion and willingness to go the distance.”
“Is that why you humiliated so deeply on our first date, with Veronica there?”
“Yes. Asking you for a second date was a huge test. I could only imagine you wanted to tell me to fuck off. But you didn’t. That spoke to the strength of your dedication as a submissive.”
“You were testing me all along weren’t you, Master?”
“From the minute I saw you?”
“You mean when I came here for our very first interview?”
“Before that, even. I noticed you at those early parties. You captured my attention as much as I captured yours. But I played it cool intentionally. I was testing your perseverance and resourcefulness. You didn’t disappoint.”
“You had feelings for me back then?”
“I wanted to fuck you the moment I laid eyes on you, Abigail.”
“Before I moved in, during the early whippings, why did you not see me in between interviews?”