Submissives Are Not Heat And Serve by Lady Devi

Submissives Are Not Heat & Serve

A Dom walks into  a unique supermarket where there is a case in the freezer department filled with boxes with the faces of girls on them.  Red hair, blond hair, or black...a Dom has His choice.  Tall, short, skinny or fat, a Dom has His choice.  The directions on the side of the box simply say, "heat and serve."  The Dom thinks He has found gold and so He picks up one of each.  He races home and puts the first box into the microwave and out comes the blond kneeling at His feet. The first few days seem to go alright but then on the fourth day, the girl's body wilts and go limps.  No matter how hard the Master tries to hold the girl up, she simply flops over and lays in a heap.  It seems the girl has no spine so out to the trash He carries her off.

Not discouraged, he walks back into the house and He throws the second box, with the red hair into the microwave and heats it. Once again, out pops the girl kneeling at His feet. The girl is spicy and has a fire within her and He cannot believe His luck.  A girl so full of life is sure to be the one.  A few days go by without a hitch and the Dom is happy as can be.  The fourth day arrives and He is shocked at the sight He sees.  A girl with no fire and rather bland kneels before Him.  He swears even her hair is now dull and without shine.  He quickly disgards her and runs back to the house...with one final box, this one must be it!

He takes the last box and follows the directions of simply heat and serve.  Out comes the girl with long black hair, kneeling at His feet. At first she seems deep and full of life.  Fresh from the box, a Dom's dream come true, so obedient and pleasing.  He thinks to Himself this must be the one and the last one for Me.  Two, three and even four days goes by causing Him to sigh in relief.  But the fifth day starts a new day to a girl who is stale.  The life seems to have gone and when He stares into those deep brown eyes of before, He sees only a blank stare.  In great despair, He tosses the last one out and slumps down on the sofa.

A few days later, He sees a good friend who has a submissive at his feet and who has been there for years.  His eyes perk up, seeing there is hope and thinking He missed one from the shelf.  He asks His friend which box He had picked up so He could run and get the same.  But the Man only laughed and chuckled as He said, "My dear friend, this girl did not come in a box that You simply heat and serve!"

This girl of Mine was created with time and care, like that of a homemade stew.  With just the right ingredients between U/us, and the time to let the flavors melt together, only then did W/we become Master/sub.  W/we started out as friends and took the time to learn which ingredients W/we each had, happy to discover that many overlapped.  Then slowly, as the heat simmered between U/us, only then did I start to take control and she give it to Me.  I carefully stirred, salted and tasted along the way, leading the relationship.  She willingly followed because of the care I took.  Only then did I turn up the heat and really start the cooking.  I placed a collar around her neck only then..when I knew it was right.

You see My friend, submissives are not simply heat and serve, they take time to be so delicious!!

By Lady Devi