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This is a work of fiction.  If you are offended by the sexual content of 
this story or are underage, please leave.

email: mistress_diana at hotmail dot com
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Copyright 2002, by Mistress Diana
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Adventures of Diana and Mike:  Romance is Dead...Or is It?

I sat alone. My table was on the patio where I could see the cars as they 
pulled into the restaurant parking lot. I waited for him and wondered what 
to expect.  Mike had called from work and asked me to meet him at a little 
bistro downtown.  It was a warm night and I had no patience for this.  I 
really didn't know why he was being so secretive, but I did notice a subtle 
change in him the last few days and it left me feeling unsettled.

A few months had passed since my trip west and my tryst with a `cowboy' 
named Six.  I never got up the courage to tell Mike about it.  That little 
romp was not a case of submission with one of my subs.  It was out and out 
cheating.  I loved Mike dearly, but that weekend in Arizona unlocked a 
different side to me.  A side that I desperately wanted to go away.  I told 
myself to be happy with what I had.  Mike was so completely devoted to me 
and I should be the happiest person in the world to be with someone who was 
so open to my different lifestyle.

I uncrossed my legs and reached for my rapidly warming martini.  I looked at 
my watch for the hundredth time and got a little restless.

Yes, Mike was a willing participant in my adventures of dominance.  Together 
we seduced and fucked many female subs.  I never got jealous when he fucked 
one of the lovely women that submitted to our will.  In fact, it turned me 
on immensely.  There was nothing better than seeing one of them tied up and 
getting some orifice filled with his cock.  I shivered a little thinking 
about it, despite the heat.

As I swirled my drink around in my glass, I wondered vaguely if he found out 
about Six and I and was on his way to confront me.  The thought of that made 
my stomach clench.  I had never `cheated' on him before.  Sure, there was 
that night with Alex, another Dom, but Mike had consented and after that 
night nothing happened.

Yes, I was very lucky indeed, but a part of me was worried I had gone too 
far.

I heard a truck door close and I looked up to see him walking across the 
parking lot.  He looked a little tense, but I saw it go away when he spotted 
me.  He smiled and waved casually.  I waved back and waited for him to join 
me.

In a few moments he entered the patio and gave me a warm kiss on the mouth 
before taking a seat.  After we ordered drinks, he relaxed a little and sat 
back in his chair.

"So what's the big secret?"  I asked, not being able to wait any longer.

"Secret?  Can't I have drinks with my lady when I feel like it?"

He laughed and my heart melted a little.  When he laughed he looked so 
adorable.

"Well, you just seem so secretive tonight," I said.
He laughed again but didn't say anything right away.  Then the smile faded 
from his face and I noticed his gaze had shifted.  He was focusing on 
something behind me.

"What's wrong?" I asked, turning around.

I saw my neighbor Dawn and a stunning blond woman walking towards us on the 
patio.  I waved to them and turned back to face Mike.  His face was pale and 
he looked very nervous.  I frowned at him, but wasn't able to ask him what 
was wrong.  Dawn and her friend had arrived.

"Hello Mistress," Dawn said in a soft voice.

"You can call me Diana," I said, laughing.  "We're in public."

She giggled and her friend blushed.  Then they both looked at Mike.

"Hi Mike," she said in a louder voice that was very flirtatious.

I raised an eyebrow at Mike and he looked away, slightly embarrassed.  I 
became very curious of the scenario that was playing out here.

"I haven't seen you lately, Mike," she continued.  "Working hard?"

"Um, yeah...been busy...", he stammered.

I couldn't believe how flustered he was getting.  I knew he had fucked her 
that weekend we had her, but he never lost his composure with my subs if we 
saw them another time.

"You'll be glad to know I finally got my air conditioning fixed," she said.  
Then she turned to me: "Mike fixed my a/c while you were away.  He's so 
talented."

Dawn and the blond giggled and I narrowed my gaze at Mike.  He fidgeted with 
his drink and said nothing.

"Well, we're gonna go and have some drinks...see you later!"

And with that they sauntered off to their table on the other side of the 
patio.  An idea about the whole thing started to form in my head.

"So what was that all about?" I asked.

"Um, nothing, I just fixed her a/c."

I laughed suddenly and he gave me a look.

"I bet that's not all you fixed," I said.

"Hey now wait a minute," he blurted out.  "What are you implying?"

I was suddenly intrigued by the thoughts of Mike and Dawn getting together.  
I knew she had become very slutty since her weekend with us.  And I'm sure 
the blond was in on it too.  It also lessened my guilty feelings about Six.  
If he can play, well so can I.

"Hey, don't worry about it, love," I said.

But he was very indignant.  I personally thought he was getting wound up 
over nothing, but I kept quiet.

"I don't say anything when you have all your sub-girls over for play," he 
said quietly, but his voice was full of passion.

"That's because you participate, my dear."

My voice was calm with a tinge of amusement.

"Yeah, but what about your night with Alex?" he said accusingly.

"You approved," I said, suddenly getting edgy.  I didn't like where this was 
leading.

"I'm wondering if I should have.  Plus I have no idea what else you've 
done."

That stung a little and I began to get angry.

"Are we going to have this discussion here?" I said through gritted teeth.

He stood up almost violently.

"You're right - I'm leaving."

He threw some money on the table and I heard him say something to the effect 
that this evening wasn't turning out the way he wanted.  He certainly was 
right.  And without another word, he stomped out to his truck and took off 
in a cloud of dust.


Later:

I lay in bed and kept looking at my phone.  I had been home two hours and he 
hadn't showed up yet.  I wanted to call his cell phone, but I was afraid to. 
  We had never had a big fight before, and I didn't even consider this big, 
but the way he stalked off, I knew I had touched a nerve.  Never had our 
infidelities come up like that.  I thought about the irony of the situation 
where I had been contemplating my own unfaithfulness when it was possible he 
was confronting his own.

I finally drifted off to sleep as the alcohol had made me tired.


I awoke to the front door closing.  It was dark and an hour had passed.  
Although I had no idea what kind of mood he was in, I was glad he was home.  
I sat in bed and listened to him moving about downstairs and wondered if I 
should go down to him.  Finally he called to me and asked me to come down.

I got out of bed and descended the stairs.  He had the basement door open 
and was walking down those stairs.  Curious, I followed him.  When we both 
got downstairs, he suddenly got down on his knees.

"Diana, you were right - I did fuck Dawn and her friend when you were away.  
I'm sorry...they were just so..."

His voice trailed off and he looked down.  I had never, ever seen him like 
this.

"Sweetie, it's ok, really..." I said, my voice breaking.

My love for him welled up inside me and I felt tears coming to my eyes.  
This really had preyed on his mind for a long time, I thought.  And it only 
confirmed his dedication to our relationship.  Guilt washed over me again as 
I thought of Six.  I wanted to tell him, but I couldn't.  It wasn't the 
right time.

He looked up at me and a desire burned in his eyes.

"Punish me," he said.

"What?!?!?"

"Punish me," he said again.

"But...I...you..."

I was at a loss.  Never had he played the submissive with me.  We were 
equals.  But looking down at him, I saw a new side to him.  His desire was 
so clear and I knew what he wanted without asking.

"Are you sure, my love?" I asked.

He nodded and I took a deep sigh and told him to undress.  The whole thing 
was weird, but his conviction was turning me on.  I wondered if I had the 
courage to do it.  And there was something strangely romantic about the 
whole thing.

When he was naked, I had him get on his hands and knees.  I pushed his head 
down to the floor so his ass was raised to me and, using a `gentler' whip, I 
proceeded to lash him.

He cried out with each stripe, but he didn't want me to stop each time I 
asked him.  I began to feel very turned on at the sight of him submitting to 
me like that.  My pussy was getting wet and my whole body was sweating.  I 
finished lashing him and removed my own clothes.  He continued to kneel 
there and I saw that his cock was rock hard.  On his tight butt were many 
red marks.

"Do you feel punished enough?" I asked.

"No...Mistress."

"Then what shall I do to you?"

"Fuck me," he breathed in a voice so full of desperation, but so sexy it 
sent tremors through my body.

"Fuck you?  How?"

"Fuck me with your strap-on...please..."

I absolutely shivered when he said that.  I had always wanted to take a man 
like that - it was a complete power trip and we both knew it.  But he wanted 
it and I was more than willing.  I got my strap-on and fastened it around my 
waist.  Next I coated it with lube and began to push it against his clenched 
asshole.  Again I was amazed at this new side of him, but he wanted it.

"Ugggghhhhh," he groaned as the dildo began to invade his ass.

I wondered if he had ever had anything that big inside of him.  In our 
lovemaking, I had never inserted more than my finger in his ass.

I pushed it deeper and he groaned but it was a groan of pleasure, not pain.  
And as I pushed, my finger began to massage my clit.  I was so aroused by 
this that my pussy was throbbing.  I knew I wouldn't be able to wait for him 
satisfy me.

"Stroke yourself," I breathed.

His hand reached underneath him where he grabbed his cock and began to tug 
it.  By now the dildo was all the way in and I was leaning over him 
slightly.  I slowly withdrew but when I got to the tip, I slammed back in.  
He cried out but begged for more.

Smiling, I began to plunge in and out of his tight asshole.  My finger was 
working my clit and his hand was pulling on his cock.  All the tension of 
the evening had turned into a crazed sexual energy.  It was amazing how we 
could go from being mad at each other to boiling over with passion.

I began to fuck him in earnest and for the first time ever, I felt a huge 
feeling of love building inside of me while dominating someone.  But this 
was Mike - not just a `someone'.  I was fucking him and he wanted me to.  It 
was kinky and romantic at the same time.

"Oh...Diana...yessssss," he moaned.  "Fuck me hard, baby."

This was no longer a scene of dominance...it was pure sexual energy and 
passion that only two people in love could share.  So he likes it in the 
ass, I thought, almost laughing.  Well maybe this won't be the last time.

We continued our sweating, moaning and masturbation.  He began to cry out 
that he was getting close.  It only inflamed me more and I increased my 
pounding of his ass and my clit-rubbing at the same time.  The sweat was 
coming off me in rivers as we didn't turn on the a/c in the basement unless 
we were planning on spending some time down there.

"Oh yessss!!!!" he screamed and I was brought back to the present.

"Cum...oh yes, cum for me," I hissed as I got closer to my own orgasm.

I stopped fucking his ass and held the dildo there while he raised his body 
up and shot load after load of cum into the air.  It was all too much for me 
and plunging my fingers in my pussy at last, I came in a loud screech as my 
body shook all over.


Still later:

I stepped out of the shower and back into the bedroom.  Mike was lying naked 
in the middle of the bed with a big smile on his face.

"That was great, you know," he said almost sheepishly.

I laughed and joined him on the bed.

"You loved every minute of it," I said.

After we had calmed down, he told me the details of his session with Dawn.  
My eyes went wide as he told me about them fucking him.  Clearly he enjoyed 
this new scenario of being dominated by a woman.  I wasn't so sure I could 
do it very often with him.  I still enjoyed being his equal and I told him 
that.

He smiled hugely and said:  "Then how about being my wife?"

"What? Your..."  I trailed off, speechless.

"Yes, well that was why I wanted to meet you earlier.  I was going to do 
this at the restaurant, but..."

He voice trailed off and he reached underneath him and pulled out a small 
velvet box and handed it to me.  My hands shook as I opened it and saw the 
shimmering diamond ring inside.  I looked deeply into his eyes and heard 
those words:

"Diana, will you marry me?"





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