He steps into the house and it's dark...and silent...it seems so empty and it is....she's gone He realizes. finally left. It was her choice after that last argument, He told her...make your mind up here and now..you have two days...leave..or stay...and stay by my rules

He knew that she was just fighting herself. Their marriage had been wonderful but she just kept struggling, backing away in fear of giving everything she was to Him

He tried things....tried so many things and they would get close, very close, but never would she just offer everything. it was frusterating to Him and her as well but she could not get over that last hurdle

at the last balk, He gave her an ultimatum......chose Him...or chose to end it...find someone she DID trust

He steps into the living room and looks around, reemmbering seeing her crawl across that deep carpet to Him, her hair curtaining her face, her body molten in the light sliding over her flesh

He smiles remembering her laughing and her tears at the games they played, He remembers laying on the couch and feeling her drink His body

He steps out and moves to the kitchen, chuckling as He see's where she had that "damn bowl" as she called it. She hated it but looked so cute eating out of it

He steps to the bathroom, looking around at the tub, remembering holding her in the shower, her hands to the wall, her face to the tile and fucking her..so hard she sobbed when she came oh god how she would sob. It tightened his groin now just thinking about it

then He steps to the bedroom. sighing at the darkened space, not turning on the lights until He's at the bedside and then He sits on the mattress

He closes His eyes and lays back, hearing a soft sob. He hadn't even known He'd made a sound til He heard it and He lifts His hand to His face, holding it over His eyes. Then He hears it again, very quietly. He sits up slowly, knowing it was not Him this time and listens to the stillness once more

He moves throught he bedroom with no sound, ears tuned and He hears it again. He steps to the farside of the bed and looks down. She's huddled there, face streaked with tears. Her hands are clenching and unclenching and He can see nail marks deep in her palm

He takes in a deep solid breath and softly whispers her name. She looks up at Him, her face tortured with her thoughts she begins to mumble .."i tried...i knew i needed to choose i knew it...and i did i packed and everything.."

"i got out the door and i started crying...i couldn't stop...that was two hours ago...oh god i can't leave You i just can't i need You please please! let me stay please Master".....With that He picks her up in His arms and lays her on the bed. He covers them with a thick comforter and wraps His arms around her tight. With a sigh her sobs stop as she is finally home.