Testing

Seconds after he left their dungeon, the room went pitch black and August started, a knot forming in her stomach. Her biggest fear was being unaware of her surroundings, and Master knew it. Her heartbeat picked up, racing to heights that were uncomfortably loud to her own ears. Her shoulders already ached from being tied there for so long, and she forced her breathing to even, shallow breaths. "Breathe, August, she thought to herself. You can endure anything he gives you. He\'d never break you, remember..." She told herself over and over, a mantra, all of her trust in her Master.



Her eyes fluttered closed while she chanted silently in her head. She stilled her legs, because lack of restraint was no excuse to squirm like a whore.



She was so focused she didn\'t hear the door click open. The faint light of the hall never fell across her face, so she didn\'t know when her Master rejoined her, a small smile playing on his lips on at how well his slave was behaving. It occurred to him that perhaps she would like a rare reward for how perfect she\'d been all week. A wicked idea came over him, one he could not resist, and he shut the door quietly.



"Hmm, slave, I have a little game for us to play. I am going to untie you, but I\'m going to leave the lights off. After I release you, I want you to count to thirty, slowly. Then you may rise and try to find me. If, and only if, you find me within one minute, you may ask anything of me tonight, and I will grant it. If you cannot, I will use the cane and you will have no further release tonight. If you do not wish to play the game, I will compromise, I\'ll still use the cane, but you will receive double the normal strokes. Yes August, twelve...but I will allow you one more release. I will give you one more minute to lie here and think about it."



He left the room once again, not bothering to quiet his retreat. August\'s mind reeled. Usually, when Master offered her a choice she\'d done something really wrong and she was choosing the punishment as a sort of extra admonishment. This was entirely strange to her.



She wracked her brain, trying to decide, but her biggest dilemma was contriving a reward for herself should she succeed, but at last, always one for a challenge, a small smile played her lips. She was wary, a challenge was how she ended up in this place to begin with, but she thought perhaps she\'d found her revenge.



When she heard the door again, she made sure her face was stoic, until he asked her if she\'d made her decision, "Yes, Master, I have." She said as meekly as she could manage, "I\'d like to try your challenge, Master."



"Indeed? Well, this is pleasing. As I said, when I release you need to count to thirty, out loud, slowly. Then you may rise and begin your search. And please be careful of the equipment, slave."



"Yes, Master."



Master released her bonds, and wandered towards the northern corner of the room, vicious smirk on his face. She always avoided this part of the room, subconsciously. He heard her begin to count, very slowly, and he smiled at how good she continued to be. He was certain he had finally gotten her to accept her permanent position with him.



When she reached thirty, she rose and first walked to the southern wall, closest to the bench. She reached out and touched it. She then began following it as quickly as she could. She knew there was no equipment on the walls from here until the dreaded cross in the back, because Master had littered it with various hooks. The heavier equipment was all to the west, and the only thing she had to worry about was the dreaded cross she was bound to for canings.



She followed the wall quickly, passing along to the north, her hands leading her as she followed. She kept track of time in her head as best she could. She was nearing one minute and she knew it. Panic gripped her throat as her count neared sixty she reached out one last time.



And found his arm.



Laughter rang out, a deep rumbling, seductive tone, "And I suppose slave, you already know what you want? You cut it close, but a deal is a deal."



"Yes Master."



"Well, go on then, tell me."



"I would like for Madame to perform oral sex upon me until I orgasm, and then do the same for you where I may watch, and masturbate until orgasm once more."



Master was stunned. The little witch knew EXACTLY how to perturb his mostly submissive wife. And she could have it. All of his women did as he said, and he did promise. He was impressed.



"All right, go find your bench again and sit. I\'ll go fetch her." He stalked towards the door, a huge grin on his face.