It started out not so great, with a doctor appointment and driving home in a bit of light but very slippery snow, but as soon as I got home it began to look up immediately.
Master was home, and after I had vented my frustrations to him he told me he wanted some cock sucking. We went upstairs and I knelt in front of him and gave him my full attention. Then he stood me up and tied ropes around me, a chest harness and a rope between my legs with a "happy knot". He pushed me down again and entered me from behind as I knelt, head down, on the carpet.
Just for a few thrusts, then he let me clean him and he said we needed to get dressed to go out. I put jeans and a hoodie over the rope harness. It showed a little at the neck but only if my shirt got crooked. It showed even more plainly that I wasn't wearing a bra or undershirt. And it was cold out.
We went to Mystique's to watch Westworld and then the three of us went out for lunch. It was a lot of fun, but there was also some serious discussion too. The ropes pulled and tugged at me in very interesting ways the whole time.
After lunch on the way home Master had me talk dirty to him while he fondled one of my breasts. I was getting pretty excited in the car and wiggled on my "happy knot".
We got out of the car and I was about to go shut the gate when he beckoned me to come to him. I did, not knowing what he wanted. He quickly scooped up a handful of snow, lifted my shirt and pressed the snowball to my bare breast.
I went ahead and shut the gate, still cold and slightly dripping, not wiping any of it away.
He took up the big knife, then had me strip, kneel and suck him while he did some things on the computer. He told me to bring him the cutting board for some spanking. The knife is good for that, or for pressing to my throat.
I was good and warmed up, tingling all over with pleasure, when he took me upstairs and untied the ropes, then flogged me thoroughly and hard. After that: the belt, which was painful but bringing me close to orgasm each time he struck.
He used the clover clamps on my inner labia, and then nipples, and fucked me, making me come over and over as he tugged on the chain between them.
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Oooh, the evil clover clamps! I can't take them. Wimpy nipples, I guess. LOL He puts them on and in about 10 seconds I'm going "getemoff getemoff getemoff!!!!" Now clothespins, there though- yum, that's a fave, something I wish he did more often, the plastic ones here have just the perfect amount of bite for me.
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ReplyDeleteI had the pleasure/pain of the clovers clamps yesterday too. I got to say I love after they are off and the nipples are tender :)
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