Master and I had a date for watching some England vs. India cricket and lunch with Dr. Peter. This time, I didn't get hit with the cricket bat (that was another day) but I did get rubbed with the red ball.
Then there was caning and fondling and fucking and sucking. It was wonderful. I feel like the luckiest slave anywhere.
Afterward, I was lying sprawled on the the bed, everything just hanging out, licentiously. Master stood over me and commented:
"Your cunt is still begging for cock, isn't it?"
"No, Master," I answered him.
"But it certainly wouldn't say no, would it?"
"No, Master," I grinned.
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Sounds like an awesome date day :)
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