Let me start my story out by introducing myself. My name is Jackie and I'm what people would call weird. Most people find me weird because they don't understand my lifestyle choosing. I guess maybe I am a bit weird deciding to submit to a Man and allow Him to control me. For those of you who don't understand you probably never will but I have chosen to be a slave in the Gorean lifestyle. I'm not going to explain it right now but if you choose to look it up there is plenty of information about it. I am collared and very happy but there was one night that I was free...one night where His collar was taken away...and this story is about that night. It was about a year ago I was driving home from work when my cell phone rang and I looked at the caller ID...it was a friend of mine that happened to be a Gorean Master.

"Goodevening Master John."

"Evening girl, what are you doing?"

"This one is on her way Home from work, is there something I can do for You Master John?"

"Actually yes there is girl. I need you to come by My house. I have something I would like to talk to you about."

"As You wish. I will be there soon."

Not even saying goodbye He hung up the phone and I found myself wondering what it was He had to talk to me about. While pondering what it could be I missed the exit I needed to take so I could go there and had to turn around. When driven right Master John, or John to those not in the lifestyle, only lives about 20 minutes from my house but I never seem to get there in 20 minutes. Well I finally took the right exit and within 5 minutes I was pulling into His driveway. I got out of the car and put my collar on, I normally wear it everywhere but it's against work's dress code, and walked up to the door and knocked. From inside I heard His deep voice ring out.

"Come in girl and close the door behind you."

I opened the door walked in and saw Master John sitting on the couch looking up at me smiling so I returned the smile and closed the door.

"May this girl come to you Master John?"

"Yes you may girl but kneel before Me."

I walked down His steps into His living room watching Him. There was something different about Him...but what? I found myself in front of the couch in no time and I gracefully dropped to my knees and lowered my eyes; out of respect a slave never makes eye contact with a Master...even if He is not her Master.

"Is this pleasing position for you Master John?"

It shocked me to hear Him use my name, He had always called me girl or slave. I sat perfectly still waiting to hear what it was He had to talk to me about and for some reason being in His presence I found myself being aroused.

"How long has it been since you have talked to your Master jackie?"

"Excuse girl Master John but what does that have to do with what You wish to talk to this one about?"

"You will see, just answer the question slave."

I was shocked by the question and it had been a long time so I had to stop and think. I took my time thinking, starting to feel cautious;