Master called me yesterday afternoon to say they had been talking and he was bringing her home with him. We went for a nice long walk all together, as it was a beautiful crisp fall day, and talked of many things.
Then we had tea and watched Master fix the front door knob, which needed to be replaced since it had stopped turning the other day. Good thing we have a lot of other doors. More talking, and just hanging out and then Master took her home.
Master asked me if I was disappointed that my humiliation/cuckquean fantasy didn't happen that time, but I said, no, not really. I wasn't either relieved or disappointed, just kind of going with the flow. If he didn't think it was a good time to play because they needed to talk, then that is up to him.
All the talking is important, but sometimes a good beating is even better. After Master got done fucking me this morning he tied my hands and beat me with the cane for a long time, with musical accompaniment. He even did the soles of my feet (nice!) and my calves (mean!).
Sunday, October 18, 2015
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He sang the Weird Al version of American Pie (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hEcjgJSqSRU) and I Think I'm a Clone Now, also Leaving on a Jet Plane and Puff the Magic Dragon.
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