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11/3/2022 10:32 pm

Lifetime In A Box - Part 3 Finale

Lifetime In A Box - Part 3 Finale

Final installment of the story....hope you enjoyed it.

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11/3/2022 10:44 pm

Lifetime In A Box

(part 7)

"The following year of 1968 had very little entries, here and there were short notes of get together with friends or family, one or two distressing days for Dorothy that resulted in minor punishments. New Year's Eve she had listed her resolutions for the up coming year, and the plans for attending the New Year's Eve party being held at a very private leather club.
In early March of 69, for the first time Dorothy had felt the pangs of jealousy, as Wade had taken on a sub to train, and although she was involved in the training of the new sub by assisting Wade, she found herself questioning her appeal to her husband/Master. The other woman was younger then her, and the past few years had seen a gain in weight for Dorothy. Although Wade reassured her that the added weight meant nothing, and that he still found her attractive, Dorothy felt deep within that she was being replaced, why else would Wade take on a new Sub?
Dorothy wrote of a day standing naked before the long mirror in the bedroom, when she had looked at the rounded stomach and the rolls that now hid her most secret parts, her thighs that showed the pink crease marks, and her breasts that were larger and hung. Sinking to her knees covering her face with her hands, Dorothy had broken down crying, hating herself for what she saw.
It was there that Wade had found her. With gentle hands he had raised her, cradling her in his arms, planting tiny kisses on her head, and whispered his love to her. Finally when the tears had receded some, Wade had stepped away from her, removing his own clothes. He commanded her to look at his body, to really look at him. In a gentle voice he said to her, "Lil One, look at me, look at my stomach, it too once was firm and flat, now it is rounded and hangs over my pants, my chest is no longer muscular, the hair on my head and body is mostly gray, the hair line on my head has receded and my hair has thinned. I have wrinkles in my face that were not there before. Time and age is taking its toll on me too my sweet. But in your heart do you love me less?" I have made a lifetime commitment to you, and in my heart you are as beautiful today to me as you were the day I first laid eyes on you. In my mind I see you as you were, that is how you will always be. It is not the body that loves, it is the heart, the body only physically demonstrates that love, and oh, my Lil one, you do show that so very well in the way you respond to my touch, in your giving to me of yourself, the look in your eyes, in your very words to me. You never fail to please me. It is that of which I treasure."He had pulled her back into his arms and again held her. Kissing her with a passion from his soul. Two days later Dorothy noted in her journal that she felt sorry for the new Sub, " To bad she is such a thin little thing, but perhaps time will help to fill her out in all the right places" ...giggle...

70 and 71 came and went, and in 1972 Dorothy wrote of the joy she felt for her brother and sister-in law, they had become new parents, and had been blessed with a little girl.
The spring of 73 however had brought her sadness, while on a trip with Wade, they had received word of the death of Dorothy's mother. Cutting short there trip they had returned to be with her family. She had noted in her journal how Wade had been touched so deeply by her mothers passing, for he had come to love Dorothy's parents as his own.
He had once told her that his own parents had been taken from him when he was a young man in his twenties, he had no other close family, and had welcomed her family into his heart, she had been so happy to know his feeling for them, and now together they leaned on each other for the support they needed.
(end part 7)

Lifetime In A Box
part 8

1975 brought some changes to Dorothy's life, she had over the past few years returned to school, and finally gotten the degree she has always longed for, this started her onto the road of a new career. Though her days were busy and filled, her evenings were devoted to her service as Wades slave and wife. She wrote more frequently of the various things that Wade demanded of her and her zeal to comply whole heatedly. She made mistakes, and Wade was there to remind her, sometimes gently, at other times sternly.

Dorothy wrote in 76 of the new company that Wade became involved with, and the devious harnesses and corsets produced that she had the pleasure (or not so pleasurable) chance to try first.
It was during one of the many presentations of the line of products for the new company that Wade chose to reaffirm there commitment to each other. At the end of the evening with friends gathered, Wade had her branded and her hood pierced. Although a friend who did such things professionally stood by, Wade had chose to do the piercing himself. Dorothy had noted that while it had been painful to a certain degree, the look on Wades face in its ashen color made it all more then worth while for her.

Time passes as it always does, the entries were few and far between, until the mid part of 79, it was then that Dorothy wrote of the stoke that had left her father without the use of his left side, unable to speak, unable to manage food, therefor requiring a tube inserted, and his mind in a befuddled state. Wade had wanted to have her father come stay with them, but the degree of care required for him was beyond what they could give, leaving the decision out of there hands. The doctors had informed them that constant care was needed and that a convalescent hospital was best. Dorothy wrote of the heart ache of not having her father at times recognize her, and how Wade would comfort her, telling her that one day things would change and she would have her father back, maybe not to the extent he had been, but at least to where he would know her. All she could do was hope and pray he was right.

In the spring of 80 Wade surprised her. One evening Wade blindfolded her, not speaking to her, he lead her out to there car, after getting her settled, they drove off, to where she was never sure. After what seemed forever, he stopped, got out, then carefully lead her into some building. All seemed quiet, before long she was cuffed then suspended, her clothes cut away from her. When the first blow of the flogger landed, Dorothy new it was not welded by Wades hand, and knew that a fantasy she had was being fulfilled. By the end of the evening, sore and well used Dorothy was flying high, both from the events of the evening and the knowledge of what Wade had done for her. As he settled her into bed that evening, for the first time in years as he cuddled her close, he whispered to her calling her his adorable little slut.

(end part

Lifetime In A Box
(part 9)

Carol and Lynn continued to read the entries that covered the next few years, then both paused when they read the entry of the date, December 17, 1984. Coldness seemed to grip them both as the significance of the date registered with them. Thumbing forward they discovered that this had been the last Dorothy had written, the remaining pages where blank.

Slowly they begin to read, each word taking on a meaning of great importance to them knowing of the tragedy that the following day had brought about.
December 17, 1984
Oh my heart is filled with such joy! For days Master has been so mysterious. Every morning he has been up early and seems to have been avoiding me. Its almost as if to be with me for any length of time might give away some great secret. (giggling) Knowing what I now know, I am sure he would have too. (he is terrible at keeping secrets) But he does so love to try. I must remember to make sure that I do not forget to thank him. (but in my heart I know he is aware of how special this is to me)Oh my, I suppose I should explain what it is that has me in such a state.
For as long as I can remember I have always wanted to have a Vermont Christmas at some private little hideaway. The movie of White Christmas has always made me dreamy eyed thinking about it. Well, Master has been spending the past several days seeing to all the arrangements. It seems that he has a friend that owns a Bed and Breakfast, (giggle) kink style of course. We will leave tomorrow morning to begin our trip. We will be gone two weeks, returning on the 2nd of January.
Master has even arranged it so that there is no need for me to pack much of anything, he says that all the clothing I will need has been arranged for. (I can hardly wait to see what he has arranged, he does have such a devious mind when it comes to clothing)Now that I have been told what is taking place, I have been in quite a state, I have had to pack all the Christmas presents I have gotten for Master into a box, it will go with us so that they are there for him to open on Christmas day.(He is so like a child when he is opening his presents. I love to watch his expressions as he carefully unwraps each one, (giggle) always turning each item over and inspecting it, then carefully replacing it in the box and folding the wrapping paper just so.(sigh) I wonder what he will think of the new flogger I have gotten him? I still remember him looking it over at the conference admiring it so. I really must remember to send Kirt a thank you and something special for going to all the trouble to see to it I was able to get it in time to take with us. When Master told me this morning I had to hurry and call Kirt, thank heavens he was able to bring it right over. I had to laugh when he said he would see to it that Master would make me pay for rushing him on the delivery. Kirt is really sweet and such a good friend to Master and I.Well, I suppose I should stop now, after all I do need to get up early in the morning. But Oh my heart is so happy. I know that this is going to be the most wonderful Christmas ever. I am so lucky, and so loved. Oh my Master, how shall I ever be able to thank you for such a wonderful surprise as this!

After reading the last part, Carol and Lynn closed the journal then replaced it into the box with all the other items. They both new that the following day had not brought about the wonderful times that Dorothy had expected, for somewhere along the way, an accident had claimed the life of Wade Henderson, leaving Dorothy to cling to his hand for three long and agonizing hours before she herself was taken from the twisted wreckage.
(end part 9)

Lifetime In A Box
(part 10) final chapter

There was nothing more to do here, only a few items remained in the room that still were to be packed. This was done quickly and quietly without discussion between the two. Everything was loaded onto an awaiting cart, the door was closed and the room where Dorothy Goodson/Henderson had resided now stood empty, awaiting its next resident.
They had learned much about Dorothy. In there private thoughts each had come to terms with what ever prejudice they may have had. Each had learned that there had been tragedies and joy all the while surrounded by love. What had taken place in the years after Wades death was not for them to know, Dorothy had chosen not to let her memories be open to the eyes of others.What would become of her personal things was not for them to be concerned with either, a quiet inquiry later did earn them the information as to Dorothy's final resting place, and a few days later in the late afternoon Carol and Lynn stood before the marker of Dorothy Goodson Henderson where they each placed a single rose.
They new within their hearts that Dorothy was happy now, for she rested beside her beloved Master. Blow her name on the stone, was a small symbol, upon closer inspection they saw that it was hands that seemed to be held in prayer, but about the wrist was what appeared to be a rope that bound the wrist together. Inscribed upon the stone was the inscription.. To him I now go to serve happly for eternity.
As they walked away from the grave, Lynn turned to Carol,..Carol? What do you think we will one day leave behind in a box?
I don't know Lynn, but I can only hope that whatever it is, that the lifetime I pack away in my box will be as complete as hers seemed to have been.

THE END!! I do hope you enjoyed this!!!!!

rydermantel 69M