Gay/Lesb - LGBT Kim’s New Life - by Janetmon ( Complete )

[hirarandi]

I lifted her hand to my lips and kissed it softly. "Mistress, you know that my knowledge of D&s is extremely limited, but I am sure it is not a slave's place to question her Mistress. I now feel I must, however. Please forgive me if I am out of line, but during our Q&A when you were trying to give me reasons that I should continue to wear your collar, I remember that you said one of the benefits of submitting to you is that I would not have to make any decision outside of work. Yet this is the second time today you have asked me to make a decision. I don't understand."

" I just think since this is your first day, it is a little early in your training for what I have in mind, and I feel it is best that you agree."

"Mistress, according to our agreement we signed this morning, is your slave permitted to make decisions on her own or not?"

"Well, when you put it that way, no she isn't."

"Then your question is not for your slave to answer, Mistress. You must decide for her and she will have to accept and like whatever you decide. I am sure that my Mistress will recognize my limits and not exceed them. My answer to your question is that I accept whatever my Mistress desires for me."

"Damn, girl, I should punish you for insolence, but I can't because you are correct." Kelly replied.

"Oh, gawd, Kimmy, you're so precious. It is no wonder Kelly wants to keep you," Allyson interjected.

Kelly stared into my eyes for a long time before asking, "You'll make me proud of you, no matter what I tell you to do, won't you, pet?"

"I can only promise to try to do my best, Mistress," I replied while hoping that will be true, "and if I don't, I expect to be punished."

"Allyson, it's getting a little close in here. I think we should partake of dessert at Lisa's."

"I think that is a wonderful idea, Kelly. Dinner is on me. You may buy dessert." 

"May I use the restroom before we go, Mistress Allyson?" asked Sam.

"Yes, you may, dear."

"May I go with her, Mistress Kelly?"

"Yes, but you may only accompany her there, pet."

"Thank you, Mistress."

I walked with Sam to the restroom. Once there, knowing what I intended, Sam waited a few seconds and watched me open the door to a stall. "Ah, Kimmy, I don't think I would do that if I were you."

"You must think I'm going to masturbate or something. Well, I'm not. I'm just need to pee."

"I know that, and so does Kelly. She knows that is why you asked to come with me. Please trust me, Kimmy. I've been doing this a long time now and I've learned to listen closely to what Allyson and Kelly say. You will too. You will also learn to be more specific in your requests." She then explained, "I asked for permission to use the restroom. 'Use the restroom is a phrase' we use to mean I need to pee. We don't like to use that word in public. You simply asked if you could come with me. In reply Kelly stated you could only accompany me. I think you missed the word 'only' when she used it. I didn't. That means you cannot use the facilities. You cannot even wash your hands while you are here. I can almost guarantee she will question you when you return."

"Oh, shit."

"Can't do that either, Kimmy," she chuckled.

"What should I do then? I have to pee."

"You should go back and clarify your request."

"Ok, but I'll wait for you to finish."

"Sounds like a bad decision, love, but it's your bladder that needs emptied."

When we returned, I said to Kelly, "Mistress, when I got to the restroom, I realized that I had not specifically asked for permission to use the facilities."

"And just how did you come to this conclusion, pet?"

"Truthfully, Mistress, Sam brought it to my attention."

"And what did you do."

"Nothing, Mistress, I simply waited for Sam to finish."

"You can thank Sam for saving your ass." I looked over at Sam and mouthed a 'thank you.' "I will give you a chance to thank her properly later."

"Mistress, may I use the restroom now?"

"The word 'use' has many connotations, pet. Are you requesting permission to pee?"

"Yes, Mistress, I am."

"You do not have my permission, pet. It's time to leave. You're just going to have to hold it. Allyson took care of the check while you two were absent."

We arrived at Lisa's Hideaway about eight forty-five. There was a sign on the door to that said they apologize that no reservations would be scheduled after eight PM because of a private party. I commented on it and Allyson said, "Don't worry, Kimmy, since Sam and I work here part time, we have an 'in' with the owner." Little did I know the full extent of their "in." "Besides," she continued, "we are throwing the party." I didn't know about any party. How long were they going to keep me in the dark?

I don't think I mentioned that Lisa's restaurant area held about twelve to fifteen tables and booths. Then there were the seats at the bar and, of course the dance floor and the band stage. It appeared to be nearly full when we entered.

Kelly asked Rebecca, the hostess, how things were going. I thought the conversation that ensued was somewhat strange.

"Not bad, Kelly. We've been full nearly all evening."

"Did you have to refuse many reservations tonight because of the meeting?"

"No. I think most of our regulars know that we close early the first Saturday of the month for our private party, so they book early." 

"How many are here for the meeting?"

"Thirty-six including the four of you, made reservations. All are here except six."

"Thanks, Becca. Please let me know when the last the non-members have departed."

"Yes, ma'am."

"Now I wondered what she meant by members and non-members."

Kelly leaned over and whispered something into Rebecca's ear. Rebecca then said, "Oh wow! Fantastic! I was hoping things would work out. I let everyone know that it was a possibility. An initiation always makes the meeting more interesting, and we haven't had one in a long time." 

We sat at the same table Kelly and I had occupied the previous evening. Tonight it had a "Reserved" card on it. Once again, I held her chair as she sat down. Before I sat, I requested permission to pee.

"Permission denied, pet."

"But Mistress, I really do need to." She just stared at me.

"May I ask you a question, Mistress?"

"You may as long as it isn't impertinent again, pet."

"Would you have permitted me to use the restroom at The Abbey had I asked properly the first time?

"No," she answered smiling.

"Oh," I replied. "And you probably let me accompany Sam because you knew that she would not let me go since I didn't have permission."

"I did make that assumption, pet. I am pleased she came through for me."