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nyxie2012 -> Leather Bag (5/20/2011 3:19:28 PM)
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i think this is the right place to post this...have had it for years and have always rather liked it...kinda a tear jerker i think....im sure most have read it before but for those who havent i hope you enjoy-s-
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I walked into the garage sale, that crisp November day. Mainly to calm down from a spat with my submissive, in which both of us had said more than we should say. I saw the bag tossed forgotten in the corner, its leathers were old and fray.
I almost over looked it, till I saw upon it the D/s Emblem so proudly displayed. The bag was locked with a padlock, the contents of it I could but guess. I asked the woman how much she wanted for it, my true interest I dared not confess. "That bag belonged to my brother," she said. As she softly wiped away a tear "We lost him in an auto accident. It's been just over a year."
"His instructions were not to sell the bag to just anyone. Only to the one who could give the proper answer unto Me." she said. S...S..." and I answered "C". She smiled, nodded and I wrote a check. And the bag became mine. I had no idea what the contents might be. But the Emblem alone, I thought to be a good sign. At home a moment with my power tools, and the lock lay broken upon the floor.
I poured the contents out at my feet, and felt my spirits and soul begin to soar. Canes, floggers, whips and chains, toys of every shape and size, dozens of tools of the Master's craft lay in heaps before my eyes.
I gave the bag a final shake before I went to work with the leather soap, when a final item fell from the bag; A carefully sealed envelope. I opened the envelope and read the words, written in a strong but shaking hand. I knelt there, with the toys spread at my feet.
As tears in a river from my eyes ran "My fellow Dominant," said the note, "If these words you do now see, then I know the worst has happened, and I have not survived my surgery." "My sub and I were coming home, from a party one early spring day. I don't remember what we quarreled over, but I do recall all the words I'm ashamed that I did say, It was only a moment, I let my attention wonder, I was such a fool that I did not even see. I heard steel break and my baby scream but once, I never did see the tree."
"I awoke at the local hospital, the nurse looking down at me with sad eyes. Where is my baby, my love, my pet?" I whispered to her. And it was then that I began to realize. She shed a tear and held my hand. Then my heart turned to ice as I felt the words she said. Sir, forgive me for having to tell this, but the living go before the dead."
"Well, in a moment they will come for me, but this note, to a brother Dom I must give to place there in my toy bag for me. I hope to retrieve it, should I live and if I should not survive the night, if I am to join my pet where I know she waits for me, then this bag take to my sister. There to sell to the one, who knows the Letters 3. But this last word I sent to you brother, though it is spoken beyond the grave, love your pet, and cherish her. Be she bottom, submissive or slave."
"For the submissive love is like no other, A thing that cannot be bartered, bought or sold. And the light in her eyes as she kneels at your feet, Is worth more than the purest gold. So remember, yesterday is but a faded memory, and tomorrow, a dream that is not yet known. The future is never promised to us. This moment is all you truly have to show her she is loved and owned."
"Well, the nurse is back and I must close, let the chips fall where they may. If you’re reading this, these toys are yours now. But always remember my brother Dom, what this day to you I did say.” I just held the note, and bowed my head.
Without shame the tears did fall at the Wisdom of a true Master's words.
Then I heard my own submissive call "My Master," she whispered as she drew me close. And with tender love held me close her breast. "What is that troubles you my Lord?" she asked. "I know earlier I was an awful pest." Without a word I drew her close and tightly held my love next to me. I closed my eyes and thought of a Master now gone, whose face I would never see.
Author Unknown
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