Happy Fucking

Master told me it was time to get ready to go, and I should come upstairs with him.  I could tell he had other plans than getting ready by the way he smacked me on the stairs.   We got to our room and I dropped my robe.  He pushed me to my knees and dropped his as well.  I concentrated on sucking him hard while he reached for a paddle.  It was the one with the broken handle and holes in the paddle end (carved holes for less air resistance), but still long enough to reach even as I knelt on the floor.  I struggled to continue the blow job as he paddled hard. I think he likes the way my head jerks.  He put down the paddle and gripped both sides of my head, fucking me, making me want him so badly.  He pushed me back a little, then smacked my breasts with the paddle as well.  I groaned softly.

He pushed me down onto my hands and knees and took me quickly in one hard thrust.  I moaned and leaned into it, fucking him back.  My arms began to buckle as I became totally immersed in being his whore-bitch-hole.   He told me to get into bed.  He pushed my face into the pillow and fucked me from behind.  He gave me the vibrator after a short time, and he told me he wanted me to read to him from the book on the nightstand, a part with a sex scene.  I did this while riding him and using the vibrator.  Talk about your difficult efforts of concentration! This is certainly a hard one.  I stumbled over words and tried desperately not to come too early. 
 I waited until he told me I could, and then I had one orgasm after another.  I think my coming pushed him over the edge because soon he was also.    

Happy fucking Sunday!  I would write about Saturday too, but the details are getting fuzzy.  Mostly I remember the part where he shoved the butt plug in my ass.  Very memorable!  Usually he has me do that myself.   It was quite exciting when he did it. 

After all that, he went canvassing without me Sunday because I'm still sick.   This has to be the longest cold I've had in a long time.   I was happy he told me I could stay home, and I could do laundry and make pumpkin pies instead of walking around in the rain.   Although I do like walking with him, I just was not up for it.   We also thought they might have us do phone calls, but with my voice and coughing, that was also a bad idea.