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Part 3

I'm Just Waiting On A Friend

As always comments and constructive criticism are welcome. I'm still a rookie at this writing stuff.

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"Don't need a whore

I don't need no booze

Don't need a virgin priest

But I need someone I can cry to

I need someone to protect

Making love and breaking hearts

It is a game for youth

But I'm not waiting on a lady

I'm just waiting on a friend"

                                   Jagger/Richards

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I got ready to put his halter and lead rope back on. One of the techniques for teaching a feral horse to yield to the lead rope is to keep a 6' lead rope attached to the halter at all times. Periodically they step on the lead rope and learn that they need to yield to the rope. It also makes it easier to catch and control them than just having a halter. I thought about it and decided not to put it back on. I was confident that Bouki would obey me now.

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I hung the halter and rope back up. Bouki asked, ‘aren't you going to put my halter back on?"

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"I don't think you need it any more, especially the rope. I think you will obey me without them."

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"But Master it is a reminder that I belong to you. Please let me at least wear the halter."

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His continued desire and eagerness to demonstrate his subservience touched me. In a pack or herd there are no equals, it is all a hierarchy. I knew I had a duty to be the family stallion of this herd and a strong one at that to make my pet feel secure. But in this case I wanted to let him make the decision.  "I won't make you wear it but I appreciate the sentiment. If you want to you can wear it, it is up to you." I picked up the halter and Bouki put his head into it. I buckled it on and we left the barn.

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Bouki and I walked up to the house. Bouki waited outside while I went in and changed into a pair of black jeans, a western shirt and my riding boots. We then walked back to the barn and into the tack room. Bouki had always been afraid of the saddle. He shied away from it every time I brought it near him. He looked at it warily and cringed when I picked it up. I put my hand on his neck and I could feel him tremble.

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"Is there a reason why you don't want your master to ride you? Â Are you ashamed to wear the symbols of servitude?" I asked pointing to the saddle and bridle.

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"No Master. I wish I was marked so everyone would know who I belong to. I watch the other horses carry there masters and I think how proud I would be with you on my back. I imagine prancing down the street carrying you so I could show everyone that I belong to the greatest Master in the world."

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"Are you afraid of the saddle, it won't hurt you."

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"I am a little, but that's not the main thing. I am afraid I will spook at something and panic. And if I do I might hurt Master, I could never forgive myself."

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I went over to a bale of hay that was leaning against the wall and sat down on it. "Bouki come over here, crouch down and lay your head on my lap." He complied and I reached down and cradled his head. There was so much that was new to him that we hadn't really talked about. We had had some amazing no holds barred sex, but I was sure he was still very frightened and confused on the inside. He was still a newcomer to this world. Slowly I would try to explain things to him. I bent over, kissed his brow and said.  "Do you know why I named you Bouki?"

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"No Master"

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"It's story time then. I guess we need to start with my Hero Alexander. A long time ago there was a boy named Alexander. He would later grow into the greatest leader and warrior in history, but this takes place when he was 13 years old. Alexander's father was the King of Macedonia and Alex was his only son by the Queen so he was a Prince and heir to the throne. He had a great friend Hephaestion who looked up to him. They were inseparable friends and lovers.  They trusted each other completely and would have died for each other without a second thought. Â

Every year there was a horse fair in Pella (that was the city of the royal court of Macedonia). The best horses were brought there by their owners and trainers to be sold. There were all types of horses available, but mainly war horses and race horses. The best horse had been saved for last and was being shown to King Philip, Alexander's father. The owner was asking the unheard of price of 3 talents of gold for this horse"

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"The person that trained this big black stallion with the Ox Head brand had tried to break his spirit by beating him, but he had only succeeded in making him resentful and fearful. When he had beaten him the horse had seen his shadow creeping up on him and so he literally became afraid of his own shadow."

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"When it was presented to Philip it reared up and would not let him mount. Philip could see this horse had many fine attributes, but a fearful war horse was completely useless. He asked his own groom to try the horse and he was also unsuccessful in mounting him. As Philip was motioning for the horse to be taken away Alexander cried out, 'what a shame, the best horse in the entire fair and he is going to be wasted for the lack of a rider. A horse in 10,000 just to be thrown away.'"

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"'So you think you can do better than all these experienced horsemen?' asked Philip."

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"'With this horse I can!'"

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"'Well if you can ride him he's yours' said Philip. 'What are you staking if you can't?'"

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"'If I can't ride him I will pay for him myself.'"

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"'OK it's a bet'"

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"So what happened" Bouki asked.

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"Alexander faced him into the sun so he couldn't see his shadow, calmed him down and then confidently and firmly mounted him. He then rode him into the sun. Boukephalos sensed a kindred spirit on his back and they immediately became a team. He had finally found a man who was worthy of being his master. By the time they were on their way back he had mastered his fear of his shadow. On his way back the sun was at his back throwing his shadow before him. He triumphantly trod it into the ground. He was Alexander's war horse for the rest of his life. He was the bravest horse ever and he never let Alexander down. I felt the same thing at the Mustang Adoption.  I thought that the best horse there was going to be sent away because no one had the guts to roll the dice on true greatness. I felt that there was something between us. That's why I named you Boukephalos after Alexander's great horse."

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"Master I wish I could be a great brave horse like Boukephalos, I am sorry I let you down."

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"You haven't let me down, I still believe in you. I don't believe you will let me down. You just have to let go of your fear and trust me that I will not let anything hurt you when we ride."

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"I'll try."

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I adjusted his head in my lap so I could rub his ears. He moaned with pleasure. "Boukephalos was only the second most important being in Alexander's life. He couldn't talk and communicate. The most important one was Hephaestion. Alexander was the Prince and later the King so he was the master, but they were also lovers and best friends. They shared everything and kept no secrets from each other. As their tutor Aristotle said ‘one soul in two bodies'. All my life I have wanted a true friend that I could rely on and trust with my life. I would like you to be my Boukephalos and my Hephaestion.  My pet but also my lover and best friend not just a sex toy. Do you think you could look up to me and be my friend at the same time?"

Bouki was silent for a while and then I saw tears in his big soulful eyes. "Master really wants me as his friend?"

I bent down and kissed his nose and said, "yes, but I still need to be your Master. That's a necessity because the only way I can keep you safe in this world is if you obey me always."

"I know I need to, but Master I also want to obey you. I would love to be your friend, but I don't want to be your equal. You're THE MASTER, that's how it should be."

"There are things I need you to be for me. I need you to look up to me, to be eager to please me. I need someone that depends on me, someone to protect."

"Master none of that will ever change. You are my Hero and you always will be. I know I will always need you to provide for me and protect me. I will always be grateful for all that you have done for me. And even though I am not worthy of it I would love being your friend."Â

"I keep telling you not to undervalue yourself. I chose you because you were special. I just didn't have any idea HOW special." I said as I rubbed his ears and bent down and kissed him on the nose again. I think I embarrassed him. He may have even blushed, it is hard to tell under all the fur, but it did look like his nose reddened somewhat. "Well story time is over. It's time to get to your training."

He got to his feet and walked over to the saddle. "I'm going to trust Master. I know Master won't let anything hurt me."

I picked up the saddle and he didn't even flinch as I put it on his back. I cinched up the girth nice and tight, then told him to exhale and cinched it up even tighter. "Is that too tight?"

"No it's fine, I don't want the saddle to wobble with Master in it."

"So you figured out why it has to be tight, I knew my best friend was no dummy."

He beamed at me, "I like it when you say that."

"What that your no dummy."

"No the part about best friend, Master."

"Well it's true and I couldn't have a better best friend. Here let's put the bridle on you."

He proudly put his head out and I put the bridle over it and buckled it on. Then I led him out of the barn and put my foot in the stirrup and threw my leg over his back. I sat in the saddle for him to get used to the feel of a man on his back. "First we are just going to stay in the back yard until I teach you what the signals are. First if I pull either of the reins you are to turn in that direction. If I pull hard you make a sharp turn, softer means just a slight turn. If I pull both of them it means to slow down or stop depending on how hard I pull. If I keep pulling back after you stop it means to back up. Got it?"

"I think so," he said with a complete lack of confidence.

Don't worry we are going to practice back here first."

I put him through his paces, he quickly picked it up. Within 5 minutes he had mastered the basic commands. I pulled him up to a stop. I kissed him behind his ear and said "You're doing great. I'm so proud of you."

His ears perked up. "Thank you Master, do you really think so."

"You have done everything I've asked . Now just concentrate on keeping your back from bouncing to give me a nice comfortable ride."

He looked mortified and apologized "I'm sorry Master I should have worried more about you."

"It wasn't a complaint, I asked you to concentrate on the commands, and you were fantastic. I didn't want you to think about anything else. Now that you are doing them perfect you can worry about giving me a comfortable ride."

We rode for a few more minutes and soon he was giving me a ride as smooth as a Tennessee Walking Horse. " Are you ready to go out on the road?"

"Yes Master!" he exclaimed with excitement in his voice.

"One more very important thing, you must NEVER talk to anyone else except me. If anyone ever found out you could talk they would probably take you away from me. I'm sure the government would want to study you to see why you can talk. I'm sure they wouldn't treat you nice. So when we are out on the road never talk to me if anyone else is around, OK."

"OK Master. Would they really take me from you?"

I'm sure they would and I don't think either of us wants that, at least I don't."

"Neither do I!"

I rode him up to the gate, opened it and rode out onto the gravel road. Out here in ranch country we had grassy areas beside the road that were great to ride on. Every time we would go past a ranch that had horses on it Bouki would whinny at them and prance. It got to be comical after a while. "If I didn't know better I would think you were showing off."

"I am," he said sheepishly. "I guess the best translation would be 'Look at me I have the greatest Master in the world and he lets me carry him on my back'"

"I don't think they are jealous. Most of them probably have to be tricked and caught before they let their masters ride them."

"Well they must be stupid, or not have a Great Master like me. Probably both," he spat disgustedly.

"I know their masters don't have a great horse like I do. Besides it strokes my ego that a big stallion like you wants the world to know that I'm his master."

We continued to ride deep into ranch country where the big spreads were. Many had huge herds of mares and geldings. The stallions were not allowed to run with them for obvious reasons. In fact many of these ranches didn't even have a stallion. Most owners thought they were too much trouble to keep. I asked Bouki "did you know all the male horses we are seeing are gelded."

He said "I noticed. Why did their masters do that to them? Were they bad and being punished?

"Most people think keeping a stallion is to dangerous and too much trouble. Nearly everyone I know thinks I'm crazy for letting you keep your nuts." He stopped and had a horrified expression, I had to try hard to keep from laughing. "Don't worry I never even considered it. How could I consider cutting off something so sexy. I'm sure glad now that I didn't, aren't you?"

"Yes Master!"

As we rode past the herds various mares would come running out to the fence trying to get Bouki's attention. "Why do those mares keep coming out to see you."

"Those shameless hussies are in heat. They want a stallion so bad they can taste it and all they have are geldings. What kind of awful master would do that?"

"I don't know, doesn't sound like a very nice one," I said the beginning of a plan forming in my devious mind.

We rode back to our place. We were really becoming a team, Bouki responding to slightest tug on the reins or the lightest pressure of my legs. When he galloped he did everything he could to make sure the ride was smooth and I was in no danger of being thrown.

When we got back to the barn I took the saddle off and led him over to the grooming area. His eyes lit up. "You were an extra good horse. Good horses get rubbed down after they are ridden. Extra good horses I think should get something extra."

"Maybe they could get 'ridden' after they are ridden."

"Here after I tell you how good of a horse you were, you have to show me how bad you are."Â

He snickered and said, "it would be a great reward, I could crouch down right now."

"You just can't get enough of me, can you. First we need to rub down all those big strong sexy muscles so they don't get sore. Rubbing those big muscles really turns me on, maybe after I'm done I won't be able to control myself."

"I can only hope it does!"

I first rubbed him down, massaging all the knots out of those big tight muscles. He melted under my kneading hands and nickered whenever I got to any of his favorite spots. It was a warm day, between the heat, exertion and excitement he had worked up quite a sweaty lather. He was now sufficiently cooled down for me to hose him down. I stripped down, no sense in getting my clothes wet. I dialed in just enough hot water to take the chill out of the well water and started to hose him down. Soon he was clean and cooled down. "one more place we need to clean. Let it down."

"Yes Master!" he said eagerly unfurling that huge penis that I never got tired of looking at.

I took some shampoo and started washing it down. He quickly stiffened and I teased him keeping him on the edge but not giving him release. I kept him on the edge for about five minutes until he was begging for me to finish him off. "Please Master let me cum!" he cried out, shifting his weight on his back legs from side to side like a little kid that has to go potty. I rinsed him off and applied some Alpha Keri oil to it to keep the skin soft and supple.

I crawled under him and bent over at the waist. I straddled his big cock and then clamped my legs together on it. I grasped the shaft with both hands and started jerking him off. He could control himself no longer and started to thrust like he was breeding a mare. His big cock rubbed back and forth across my dick and balls stimulating me something fierce, but I held back. I wasn't ready to lose my load yet. His front legs instinctively closed beside my neck which kept me from being pushed forward with each powerful thrust. I had never felt so much power in an animal. It made me think how exciting it would be to watch my precious boy fuck those shameless mares that were so eagerly begging for his seed. To watch him plant a foal in each of them would be a sight and such a turn on. His thrusts had shortened and I was able to now bring my mouth down to that huge domed head. I bobbed my head up and down in time with his thrusting, running my tongue around and around his urethral process. That was all it took, "Master I'm cumming," was all he managed to get out before he erupted like Vesuvius. I took the first shot in my mouth and then had to pull away before I drowned. Shot after shot of his potent seed splattered to the ground before I swallowed what I had in my mouth and managed to catch another mouthful. By the time I had managed to swallow this mouthful he had spent himself.Â

"Did you like that?" I asked as he softened and I got out from under him.

"Master it reminded me of the few times I got to breed my mares. It's just instinct for a dominant stallion to want to grab their mare, hold her tight and drive themselves home. The mares love it when a well endowed big dominant stallion drives it home hard and rough. They know the more dominant the stallion the better foals he will give them. When I was free I was a very dominant stallion, just like my dad. I think I lost control a little bit. I'm lucky I didn't hurt you. I guess instinct just took over. I'm sorry I won't let it happen again. I'm not supposed to be dominant over my Master."

"That's a shame that you don't plan on doing it again. If you think the mares enjoyed it it was nothing compared to how I enjoyed it. I thought we talked about this before. When I took your sweet little virgin ass the first time I proved in no uncertain terms that I was the Master and you were the Pet. Didn't I tell you that from then on it was all about enjoying each other and making our lover feel good? I'm proud that my Pet who I control completely is such a Powerful, Dominant, Virile Sex Machine. I love feeling that power demonstrated and knowing that I am the Master of such an Alpha Stallion. If you are that Alpha and you are Beta to me, how powerful does that make me. It doesn't diminish me it makes me feel even more powerful, knowing that I own you totally. You do still accept the fact that I own you completely, totally and unequivocally don't you?"

"Yes Master of course I do. I could never think otherwise, I love being you're Pet."

"Yes you are my pet but you are my best friend and lover too. When I let you take the lead, do what feels good. By enjoying yourself it will please me also." I kissed him on the his temple and hugged him. I murmured in his ear, "Do you miss being free."

"Master if you gave me the choice of being free or with you, there is no question that I want to be with you. Sometimes I miss having my own mares, I enjoyed breeding them and any stallion wants to produce foals. But still Master I would never trade being with you for anything, I don't want my freedom I want you."

"One of the things you need to learn is that if you want something you need to ask me for it. I don't mean beg, although I do like it when you beg me to take you. That strokes my ego something fierce, especially since you seem to mean it. Just ask, it's a masters duty to provide for a pet's needs, but it pleases a good master to be able to take care of a pet's wants too. I had planned to get you some mares eventually after you were trained and had bonded with me. I wanted you to bond to me not to the mares. I guess that has come quicker than I thought. I can't afford to buy them yet, I will have to work some more overtime to save up the money to get them."

"Master what is work and overtime?"

"Work is where I go when I get in the truck and leave here for a long time. That's how I pay for the house, the truck, our food and everything else we have. That's how I got the money to buy you. Normally I work for 8 hours a day plus an hour each way for travel. Overtime means I work 12 or 16 hours plus travel."

"So that's why you leave, I just thought because it was because Master was tired of being with me."

"Believe me I'd rather be with you than at the Laboratory. Actually I'd rather be with you than anywhere else. But I have to provide for us."

"I wish we could go to work together then I could be with Master all the time."

"You wouldn't feel I was taking advantage of you if I made you work, it is a Master's job to provide for his Pet. You're not a Slave."

"Of course not. I protected my mares and fought for the territory we had, but they still had to help themselves. Members of the family group all work together for the good of the group. I wouldn't be a good herd member if I could help and I didn't."

"Let me think about this, maybe I can figure out a way to take advantage of our combined abilities." I paused gave him an evil grin. "But first things first. I think I have a woody that needs relieved."Â

Bouki was quicker than me, and he dropped his head down and eagerly took me in his mouth. He was enthusiastically giving me an excellent blow job when he stopped all of a sudden. "Master, you are bigger than last time."

I had thought I looked bigger than I normally was a couple of times but I hadn't really looked today. I took it in my hand and it was definitely at least an inch and a half longer and somewhat thicker. I was circumcised but now there was definitely more loose skin and it looked like there was the beginning of a foreskin forming. I began to wonder. Bouki got what he most envied in me, the ability to talk. Maybe I was getting some of what I most envied in him (how could you not have penis envy seeing that every day). I reached down and felt my testicles. They seemed larger too. "I think you're right. Maybe you're not the only one getting something out of this deal. I have always been jealous of the heat you're packing."

Bouki giggled, "I knew you liked watching it, that's why I was always showing off."

"So the bad little colt was trying to embarrass his Master, I think he needs to be put in his place. Get on the blanket, NOW!"

Bouki hurried over to the blanket, crouched down and raised his tail straight up in the air. I swear he was winking at me with that cute little pink pucker. "'I'm in my place' Master," he pleaded.

"No. I want you on your back, where I have complete control." He rolled over and was already peaking out of his sheath. "I gave you lessons on how to be ridden earlier. Now I am going to give you a different riding lesson. Whenever I push on a leg you are going to move it in what ever direction I push. Got it?"

"Yes Master."

I pushed on both of his legs until his croup was completely off the ground, which put his little rosebud about a foot and a half off of the ground. I bent over and gave a sniff. I had cleaned him pretty well so he smelled fresh. I stuck out my tongue and boldly ran it around the rim of his tight little pink pucker. I heard him gasp and felt him pull his legs up further. "I didn't ask you to pull your legs up further did I."

"No Master, I'm sorry it just felt so good."

"I'll forgive you this time," I said with mock harshness as I got back to my mission. He tasted mostly of the shampoo but there was a very light barely discernible tangy taste underlying it. The circles I was making with my tongue were getting smaller and smaller until I was going around the inside of his hole. He willingly opened up and soon my tongue was parting his sphincter penetrating him. He began moaning in earnest now as my tongue explored and lubed his sexy little anus. I wanted to reward him, partially for doing such a good job on our ride. But the truth was that I mainly wanted to bring him pleasure because he was my best friend and lover. The fact that he would love me whether I pleasured him or not increased my desire to give him pleasure that he had never dreamed of before. I rimmed him until he could stand it no longer.

"Master, I can't take it any more. Please put it in." He was hard and throbbing, leaking great quantities of precum. The room was beginning to reek of sex from the precum pooling on his chest.

I ignored him intentionally and continued to make love to him with my tongue, as if he hadn't even spoken. I backed off the intensity just a little to keep him just on the verge of cumming. "Please Master! PUT IT IN!!!"

"Is the little colt begging for the big man's big dick?" I said stalling a little to let him back off from the brink.

"Yes Master, Please Hurry."

"Do you know how much it turns me on to hear you beg for your Master to fuck you?"

"No Master, Please Hurry."

"Please hurry and what."

"Please Hurry and Fuck the Naughty Little Colt With Master's Big Cock!"

I finally relented and said, "I guess you can't say it any better than that." I positioned myself on my knees behind him. My back was straight so I could watch as I took his oh so willing body. I slowly traced his rim with my head still teasing him. "But you are wrong about one thing. You aren't a naughty little colt, you are the best stallion in the whole world and my best friend. You aren't going to be punished by your Master, your best friend is going to make love to you and try to make you feel better than you ever have before," I said as I slowly eased my now larger cock into his familiar hole. I put my hands back on his legs positioning him to give me the best angle at his prostate. I watched as I slowly disappeared into my best friends willing body. I felt myself slide over his prostate.

He exhaled and moaned "Yes Master, that feels so good."

"I am not your Master this time, I am your lover. This time I don't want to dominate and fuck you. I want to make love to you. When we are having sex call me Master, but when we are making love call me Alex."

"Yes Mas er, I mean Alex," he giggled

"That's one of the things I love about you, your innocence, your naivety , your honesty and your sweetness."Â I continued to watch myself slowly and tenderly work in and out, concentrating on that pleasure spot in my lover. Â Â

"Alex you are making me feel so good."

"I want to make love to you long and slow. I want to show you how much I love and care about you. I've always wanted a friend that believed in me completely and loved me totally. I want to be that kind of friend to you too. So just relax and enjoy it."

As I continued our tender love making I leaned forward until my face even with his scrotum. I started to lick his sack slowly in time with my thrusting. His salty sack was tight and firm under my tongue. He had a heady musk emanating from his privates, he just exuded masculinity. He quivered with pleasure beneath me. I then put both hands around his big pink glistening cock and started to stroke him with the same rhythm. We were gradually synchronizing, becoming one, working towards our crescendo. Our coupling was getting more urgent by the second, I knew I would bring us to nirvana soon. Bouki had his eyes closed and was passionately moaning. I continued to pick up the pace, soon we were both breathing through our mouths. I was thrusting deeply in him and he was tilting his pelvis to give me the best angle to hilt him. We were becoming one soul in two bodies. I wanted to cum deep in him. Not because I wanted to mark him as mine like the other times, but I thought that there was no better way of showing how much I loved him than sharing my seed with him. Finally we could hold back no longer. I reached the apex first and he followed closely behind.

Instead of resting collapsed over Bouki's hind quarters I hurried up and lay down next to his head so we could share the afterglow more intimately. We lay there face to face cuddling together, too spent to do anything more. Although when you are that much in love nothing more is needed.

"Oh Alex I love you so much," he said kissing me gently on the nose.

"I know, I don't want you to ever have to ask me if I love you. I don't want to just tell you I love you I want to try to show you that I love you every day."

"Alex that was wonderful but does this mean we won't have 'sex' anymore. I mean where you are the Master and I am the pet."

"That depends. Do you want to stop? Does it bother you when Master dominates his Pet?"

"Heavens no Master! We may be best friends now but you are still my hero, still my Master. That will never change. A Master should show his Pet who is Alpha."

"I was hoping you'd say that. I like being the Master, but I want a willing eager Pet. I will never force you."Â Â

"Master you will never be able to force me, because you can't force someone who is giving it freely. Whatever you want I will give it to you."

"Because I'm your master?"

"No because I love you."