Page 34 of Liberating Lena

I opened the box and saw a letter, and when I took it out, underneath I discovered a deck of cards. No ordinary cards, of course, but the “Energy Oracle Deck,” by Sandra Anne Taylor. I opened the end and went to tug out the cards, but they tumbled out onto the counter and floor. I scrambled to pick them up, worried they may get dirty.

As I crawled around on the floor, I noticed the corner of one sticking out from underneath the apartment-sized dishwasher. This was the only card that landed face up and I took that as a sign that this one’s for me. It was called “Door To Personal Healing And Happiness”.This card signals that you’re opening up and changes you’ve been working on are ready to blossom with wonderful results.

I picked up the card only to notice there is another one stuck underneath. This one is “Happy Family”.A celebration is coming. Such as a wedding, anniversary, or birthday.I dropped onto my ass on the floor and held the card in my hand willing it to give me an answer. It’s the end of July, and my birthday isn’t until February, so it couldn’t mean me. Ethan said his birthday was in December, so it couldn’t mean him. We didn’t have an anniversary so that left only one thing, a wedding.

I stood up on shaky legs. Was that the answer, Ethan would officially ask me to marry him? He’d hinted at something of the sort but hadn’t actually proposed. Though I’d teased back by stating, “I do,” that didn’t really count. Then again, if this card meant what I thought it might, I knew my answer wouldn’t change. Of course, I’d say yes. The collar now bound us together and that act meant more to me than a band around my finger. He had said he wanted that, his ring on my finger. Later in bed he’d also said he had a bondage kink, and if I hadn’t been so worn out by the dozens of orgasms he’d already given me, I would have had him demonstrate right then. Luckily, I’d only had to wait until the next day. He’d tied me to the bed on my back and forced O’s out of me until I begged him to stop.

After a nap, he’d tied me on my front and spanked and fucked me until I collapsed on the bed. I should be walking like I’d ridden a horse for too long. Ethan was quite a bit larger than average with a satiny mushroom head I couldn’t keep out of my mouth. We fit together perfectly, and in every way imaginable.

I scrambled to my feet and opened the letter from Carrie.

Dear Lena,

I’m going to miss you and our brief time together, but something tells me I’m going to see you soon. Yes, I did a card reading just for that. I want you to know that you are a brave, beautiful woman and our brief but very real friendship means a lot to me.

I can’t wait for you and your Ethan to see us in Seattle. I know my friend, River, another I made at Rawhide, and her man, Cade, would love you and Ethan. Know that I am always here for you.

Your friend,

Carrie

I wiped the tears from my eyes, marveling at how much had changed for me here at Rawhide and the gratitude I felt for being accepted into their new program. My life had completely transformed, and it was because of this magical place I’d come to love.

I placed the cards and letter in my suitcase along with the rest of my items. I’d just finished zipping it up when there was a knock on my door. “Lena, it’s Ethan, may I come in?” Always the gentleman, until he wasn’t. I smirked.

“Good timing, I just finished.” He came around the corner.

“Awesome. My bags are already in the SUV.”

He lifted my suitcase and carry-on luggage off the bed, and I followed him to the door. I turned around and took in the place one more time, but it was bereft of anything personal, ready for new submissives to start their journey. My new adventure stood in front of me, ready to fearlessly lead us forward.

I smiled, closing the door and taking Ethan’s extended hand in mine. He carried both my bags in one hand like they weighed nothing. I sighed in satisfaction. Lady luck had seen fit to not only give me a man who wants me in every shade, but is strongenough both physically, and mentally to carry us through any storm. I was a very lucky woman.

When we arrived on the next floor down, I told Ethan I wanted to say goodbye to the private room where I’d learned to trust again. He smiled and said he’d put my things in the car and meet me in the lobby.

I said hello to Jaben, the guard on duty today and let him know why I was there. He waved me in and I went to the room where Ethan had stripped me bare of my armor that first time. My fingertips grazed the polished door frame. This is it, where I broke and came back to life.

I walked in slowly. The vases of flowers and feathers were no longer here, just the skeleton of the scene Ethan had created for me. But I can see it, in my memories as my fingers touched all the surfaces that once held my body.

“Say it.”I heard the whisper of his words.

“I’m yours, Master.”He hadn’t requested it of me.

“Because I earned it?”

“No, Master Ethan, because I chose you.”

I held the cherished memory and said goodbye. “I’ll be back,” I said aloud as I closed the door and headed upstairs to join my man.

“You okay?” he asked as soon as I appeared.

“Yeah. I just wanted to thank this place. For holding me when I didn’t know how, and for giving me space to be.”

“We can come back, anytime you want.”

“There you are.” Derek walked over wearing a smile. “Would you two come with me?” We turned the corner to find the staff that had welcomed us to the Ranch along with the other submissives who’d come to Rawhide with me for their first Summer Submissives Program. I wasn’t the only one who looked happy, but while I had Ethan, the rest stood alone.

“You are the last two and we couldn’t have a proper farewell without you.” Derek grabbed two glasses of lemonade and handed one to each of us. Then grabbed one for himself.

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