This blog has been really tough to wrap my mind around. Finally last night Master told me that I must write something for him about what we did. So here goes.
Saturday morning it started with Master fucking me in the shower. Then he was telling me what to wear. And what not to wear. No undies. No bra. Skirt. Very thin silky top. Only my leather coat, not the parka.
Master and I went over to Saumya's house Saturday to help put plastic weatherproofing on her windows, in addition to some more fun things he had planned.
We also had to try out the new double headed dildo I bought. It is a great big thing, and I named it "Thumper" after Master hit me in the ass with it.
She had acquired a rubber mallet, much like this one.
So first Master beat our butts a little with that, and then with "Thumper".
He had us undress and lie face down on the bed next to each other. He commented that the smell of arousal was strong, and slightly different for each of us. What a bouquet we made! More beatings, with the floggers and other items from the toy bag followed, before he began forcing us to perform various acts with each other and with him. Not that it took much forcing, of course.
When we were both pretty blissed out he commanded "Stand up". It was hard. He began putting rope on her, and told me to kneel and wait. As he tied her, he also began hypnotizing her. In one of the stranger acts of obedience I've ever been required to perform, I made nature sounds to contribute to his work. O-ka-leeeee!
He roped my chest up also, and then tied us together standing against the wall. He flogged us and then used the belt. I have a feeling I got the worst of the belting (lucky me!).
There was a lot more fucking and sucking and slapping, and just all kinds of things- several hours worth. I'm very sorry that it all just comes in snatches now (heh) and I can't piece together the full event. Master had two orgasms. Saumya and I had a few (dozen). We fucked each other with the double headed monster Thumper. It was quite the slutty wet time.
I was wrung out, brung down, rung down and all kinds of mean and nasty stuff, but it was a fabulous day.
When we got home Master fucked me again. Twice.
My cunt is still sore.
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mm I love the long moments where I am sore afterwards and the scene only comes in pieces in remembrance.
ReplyDeleteMostly jealous of all the play and sex - our holiday was filled with family and travel and close quarters.... Good but not sexy in the least. On another note - we did introduce our kids to Alice's Restaurant. They sang along by the end.
ReplyDeleteOh holy erotic!!! Now I'm all horney after reading your post! So very jealous. I so desperately wish master would let us play with another.
ReplyDeleteHugs,
Fiona