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Ward of the Roses V2.0 (Master and Russian)

Emily crawled down on to the ground and sat on ehr knee's before him. She blushed as she came face to face with his stilly hard, but slowly softening shaft. She took him into her mouth wearily and did as told, sucking gently and sliding her tongue along him, keeping her teeth away from his sensitive flesh. His manhood left her mouth with a faint pop and she looked up at him as he fixed himself. He lay dressed and she was fully nude. She reached for her panties as he spoke. "What changes? Not what is added, but what about life now, has to change? Simple things, little things. Not my behavior but where I am to be, what I am to wear, who I am to be towards other people now, where I sleep, when I sleep.."
 
He smiled as she reached for her panties and he said. "Well for starters you are to never wear underwear unless specifically told to. If I am standing still you will kneel on my left hand side and you will have a deep arch in your back, legs spread wider than your shoulders, and hands held behind your back. If I am walking and you are following than you are to my left approximately two steps behind me. You are to wear clothing that shows off your figure and your curves. You wear clothing that is enticing and sexy all the time. When you meet other people you will keep your head up and your eyes on the ground. Let them see who's name is on your collar. As for sleeping arrangements, if you behave you'll sleep next to me in my bed. If not then you will sleep on the ground. Anything else?" He asked as he think he covered it all and he knew there were some behavioral changes, but those could be worked on at a later date. So as she changed into her clothing Kale said. "Emily, that dress won't work, go change." He commanded and then he remained where he was and waited for her to come down in something better.
 
Emily was more oftne than not, punished for refused to behave inways she found humiliating and degrading. She would fight tooth and nail to try and get their relationship to me more..intimate, or romantic, loving. Not the relationship of a slave and master. She loved him and she wanted..she wanted to feel as if he loved her too. Being told to get on her knee's..act like a pet. That didn't make her feel loved. She wanted to be a wife, not his 'little subby' that didn't matter and wasn't worth the dirt she stood on. She was a person and she damn well would act like one. She was raised to be a sub. Her mother thought maybe she would have made a better dom. But in her mind she was neither and would do good as neither. That was kicked out of her several times. But sometimes..she had moments were she was sick of it all and rebelled. She loved Kale. She didn't love her master, she loved kale. And she much prefered the way he treated her whe nshe was a ward. Being a ward wasn't so humilating and belittling. She wouldn't get on her knee's. Not in front of people. He'd learn that sooner or later and she'd probably be beat.. He thought he knew her. ANd he did. But she had much more personality than he allowed her to show. and if he wanted to have her forever..she was going to let that personality out.

But for now..she did as she was told and was a good little "subby". She returned in a more revealing, tight fitting dress
 
Kale smiled as she returned and he looked over her as she seemed to be upset over something and he wondered what he did to piss her off already and he knew this new step in her training would be quite the problem if she did not learn to enjoy her complete submission to her new master. Kale saw her and he said. "Kneel for me Emily." He commanded as he was standing there and looking over her carefully, seeing if she was going to obey or to fight them. Hoping it was not the latter as that would mean she was getting beaten tonight.
 
A sudden idea came to Emily. A way to prove her point. She realized that there were somethings that if she really cared about him, she'd have to do in order to not make him look bad or get him in trouble. So, she would behave in front of others. But behind closed doors, she would demand respect and would refuse to live the life of a slave. Maybe one day he'd see her side. See why. But for tonight..she would be good.

She knelt down on her knee's and looked up at him.
 
Kale smiled as she knelt like she was supposed to and looked up at him and he bent over her, his hand grabbing her chin and placed a soft tender kiss to her lips as he watched her carefully to make sure she was trying to be his good girl and not just feign her submission. Seeing her return it made him smile and he said. "Emily, I know this is new to you and I know your going to have some issues, considering you were raised up with loose dominants so training you will be even more difficult, but Emily, trust me, you are a submissive and the sooner you embrace it the easier it will come to you." He said and gave her head a soft stroke as he looked over her from his seat in his bedroom.
 
Emily's lips formed lovingly to his. "I know..And you know that I hate that word..Submissive. Why do I have to be either? Why can I not just be a wife. A woman?.." She sighed, expecting a slap. "Forgive me. I do love you, very much. But I love a man named Kale. Not a man named Master." She placed her hands on his knee's and rest her head on her hands. "I want to be loved. Being treated like a dog doesn't make me feel very loved.."
 
He listened to her speak and he took her words into consideration as his eyes moved over her and he said. "Emily, you are a wife and you are a woman. That is what you are to me, but to society. You are my submissive. You are my property. Society has grown to acknowledge the presence of dominants and submissives of leaders and followers. I can't help but admit your submission to me gives me pure happiness to see you happy on your knees. That is why you should be happy with being a submissive. Knowing that your submissive actions bring your lover and dominant great happiness. You want to make me happy, right?" He asked as he ran his fingers through her hair as she rested her head on his knee.
 
She closed her eyes for a moment. "I want to make you happy. But at what price? My own happiness? If I can not be happy like this, if I rather die than get down on my knee's..what would you do?.." She looked up at him. "Love shouldn't be about who listens to who. A couple should listen to each other. Neither one higher than the other. Love is about accepting who one truly is. Do you really love me if you can't accept what I feel and understand it?" She took his hand. "If you were told to get on your knee's. If I smacked you everytime you did something that even faintly displeased me...what would you do?
 
He laughed softly as she asked him what he would do and he simply said. "That would never happen and if it did, I would probably over react and beat you raw." He said simply as he looked over her and he said. "Emily, have you ever seen a dominant and submissive together? You are judging something so complex and deep that it takes a lifetime to understand. If it was as bad as you think, do you not think that people in society would have changed it. That submissives that feel like you would have acted up and changed it? Perhaps this is a phase, and like I said, once you embrace it, things will be easier, you will understand. I have never been a submissive, I have no idea how it feels to submit." He simply said before stopping his stroking of her hair and then just letting her rest and trying to think of a way to help her.
 
Emily sighed a bit dramatically. "this isn't funny." She stood up. "I should not expect you to understand. It is as you say. You have never had to submit. You would never allow someone to tell you what to do. To tell you how to act and feel. You would never get on your knee's for anyone. And why should you? Why should I? The difference is I don't have the strength to get off my knee's when I am thrown down on them." She shook her head. "You wouldn't like it either if you had no choice but live a life you don't want to, just because you're weak."

She turned to him. "Most Doms would beat their subs to death if they refused to ever again follow an order. If I told you right now, that I would never get on my knee's again, that I would never call you master or prance around like a slave, would you beat me to death? if you would beat me raw like you say, then why should I believe that you love me? People don't hurt the ones they love."
 
Kale looked over him and said. "This is hypothetical. I would only beat you when I knew you were beyond training and that something was wrong. But Emily, your not, I know this is new and your not used to this, but you have to trust me. I know you love me as much as I love you. I would not take you as mine to protect you if I did not. If I did not love you I would give you off to some other family to further strengthen my family." He said as he looked over her and he said. "Emily, I would beat you and show you that your wrong. That is why I am the dominant, because I know deep down that you are submissive and it is my job to raise and culture you into the beautiful submissive that society and the dominants see you as." He said as he stood and pulled her to her feet, his hands on her hips and he was running through things he could do with her to show her the joy in submission.
 
Emily placed her hands on his shoulders. "And if I refused to submit. If I never see that I am wrong. If no matter how hard you beat me, i see no right in this life...You won't love me anymore." She rest her head against his chest. "I am not happy. How am I to be happy in a life I do not agree with? I am your wife..not your bitch. You say you see me as that..but when you deside you want to start treated me like your wife instead of a slave, you know where I will be." She kissed him lovingly as she hugged him, then turned around and left his room, going to her own room and shutting the door behind her.
 
Kale watched as she gave him a tight hug and then left him there and he sat down and let her think. He needed to show her she was wrong, but how. He could show her sexually, but all that would prove is that she enjoyed to be submissive in bed. He could not prove that she would enjoy the life unless he forced her into it. He decided that that would be the way, but the forcing of her would damage their relationship, hopefully it will be able to be repaired after her training.
 
Emily sat in her room, staring down at her lap. She wanted to be with him. To cuddle up to him in his bed and be held. But that wouldn't prove her point. While he thought on how to make her see. She thought on how to make him see. How to make him see that it is a horrible and digusting thing to make someone get down on their knees and behave like a trained dog. How to make him see that love had nothing to do with what this world thought it did. Controling your wife isn't love. A person should never be treated like an animal. how could she make him see that this life would kill her? Or rather, make her kill herself. Because that was the only way out. If he truly wanted nothing more for but for her shut her mouth and do as she is told, then she would try to run. and if he found her, she would put that knife to her throat. because no matter how much she loved him...this life made her want to curl up in a ball and die. As ward she was able to live with it. It was like..having a job. yes, the job was demeaning. But she had a life away from that job and that job didn't define who she was. Now, she is no one and nothing. He'd feel like shit too if he was her. Maybe..maybe that was how to make him see. Find someone bigger and bagger than him to show him what it's like to be her..
 
As kale thought about what to do he decided that he would start with the bedroom. He would settle on letting her be his wife as long as she was submissive in bed. That way they could ease into it. Kale walked to her door and knocked waiting for her to open it when she did he came in and said. "Emily, I have been thinking and I have decided what we are going to do. In this home you are my wife and are an individual, you may call me kale or whatever you desire and we are equal. But in public you are my submissive and will behave as such." He said and then he got real close to her, his hand going to her crotch and he rubbed her crotch and said. "And you let me have my way with you in the bedroom. That is all I request to give you your desired freedom." He said as he delivered a kiss to her neck. He hoped this plan worked and they could slowly fall into complete submission.
 
Emily looked up at him, She was silent for a long moment, closing her eyes and tilted her head back as he rubbed her crotch and kissed her neck. "I will agree to this. It is exactly what would make me happy. But, i know you too well to think you have nothing up your sleeve. If I agree to this, it IS how it will be. You will not try to change it. Promise me this. But before you promise, know I do not like being lied to. And will not stay with a husband that does it often." She whispered, standing her ground.
 
He smiled and said. "It is how it will be. I will not change anything." He said simply knowing that if she was a submissive that she would learn about her desire and her submission in the bed before she learns to apply it to life. His hand continued to tease her crotch as he kissed her softly to solidify the deal and he strengthened the kiss as his tongue slid into her mouth and he wanted her to remove her clothes. He was horny and he wanted her to service him now.
 
Emily didn't 100% believe that. But, she would wait and see and for the moment in time, trust him. She kissed him passionately, their tongues swirling together. She could tell he was horny and smiled into the kiss before pulling away. "Let us at least move to..our..bed, before we disrobe." moved to his bedroom. Starting to strip of her closes as soon as she set foot in the room. By the time she got to the bed and laid down, she was naked and awaiting.
 
Kale moved behind her and he was surprised at how quickly she stripped down and he did the same, he was still in a teasing mood though as he moved over to his bed and he laid down on top of her, one hand going up into her hair and grabbing it tightly, forcing her to arch her back and lean her head back, exposing her pale neck and he rubbed the tip of his shaft against her pussy as he kissed her exposed neck and moved with a trail of kisses to her ear and he said. "Emily, your going to need to get used to making love anywhere and everywhere. There will be times where I want you and you will not have a bed." He commented and then sunk his shaft into her pussy slowly and steadily, since she was still tight and this was only the second time he had fucked her.
 
Emily moaned, feeling his shaft ttease her pussy and his lips brush over her neck. She giggled. "You said i have to be submissive in bed. If you try to fuck me in the livingroom, I can't promise I will submit." She taunted, but kissed him passionately and called out his name as he sunk inside of her. "Uuuoh, Kale!"
 
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