This is going to be a long post…but there are SO many wonderful moments to share. I missed writing some things in the past post from day 2. How could I forget to write about our fun in the kitchen?! You came up behind me and turned me, pushing me up against the counter. Your lips, your tongue, your firm hold on my back and your body against mine…mmmm. You pulled me into the middle of the room, bent me over, lifted my skirt up, and fucked me so good… There were times where I was gripping the counter for support as you slammed into me. And then I gave everything to you, bending down to grab my ankles, completely at your mercy. I couldn’t hold myself up at all. How I even stayed standing, I have no idea. You grabbed my hips and pulled me into you, using your fucktoy for everything she has. I wish I could explain this moment better. It was SO HOT!!!! I came right there in the middle of your kitchen floor.
Another moment I missed…Later, we slide down to the floor from the couch. You pull me close against you and I am so incredibly relaxed in your arms. I end up falling asleep on your arm. Hope you don’t mind. 🙂 Short and sweet, but a great memory.
Now onto Day 3!
This morning, you get up and grab your rope. I kneel on the bed, watching you turn back to me. You smile, I blush and look down. You step closer and wrap the rope behind my back, sliding it slowly over my skin. I glance up to you, my Sir, as you wrap again and again around my chest. As you pull tighter, I can feel myself slowly losing reality. I take a few deep breaths to feel the restrictions of the rope tightly wrapped over and under my chest. As my eyes are closed, you grab both tits roughly, squeezing and pulling. I gasp! And my eyes open wide. I’m so tender! But I find myself again and close my eyes, relaxing into your hands. Not even a second later, you let go and it suddenly feels empty. You pull out a zip tie and grab one tight again, binding it tighter and tighter until it stays in place under the rope. And the same to the other side. I take slow, deep, controlled breaths, relaxing…until I feel you step away. It suddenly felt empty.
You come back to me and I feel warm again. I want to sit up and kiss you, even though you were only gone a moment. But before I can, you take my collar off and set it aside, replacing it with a big, thick, cold one. Once it’s locked in place, I realize that I cannot move my head at all. You point out that this means I can’t look down. And you’re right. I nervously fidget feeling more constricted than ever before. It takes a moment but I find my peace in you and settle into this fate. Your warm hands find my nipples again but it quickly turns to ice when you replace it with clamps. Fuck, I’m still so tender from yesterday! The chain between them is up through the ring in this collar and I can control how much they pull with every shaky breath. And then something comes down over my head. I fight the temptation to pull away until I know exactly what you’re doing. It’s a battle as it pulls down over my eyes. I realize kind of what it is, even though I’d never seen yours (didn’t even know you had it!) and open my mouth for whatever is going in it. At this point, I had NO idea what kind of gag it was. You fit the opening in my mouth and tighten the straps to secure it in place. I want to look down and bury my face in humiliation, but the collar prevents that. You planned too well. You slides two fingers in my mouth and rub them over my tongue. I can’t suck them…you just tease me and then leave me empty again, drooling for a taste of you. I try to swallow, but I can’t move my head or close my mouth. I try to look up more to keep it from spilling down my front, but that pulls hard on my nipple clamps. Your face when I realized how trapped I was… what I’d give to see that look more often. I groan in protest as my slobber drips down my chest. You smile and step closer, rubbing more over me. You take off the gag and I wipe the drool from my face. I hope I didn’t get your toys too wet! You remove the clamps and the obtrusive collar, putting my petite one back in place.
Still bound by zip-ties and rope, we head downstairs for breakfast and snuggle up on the couch for a bit. Slowly, the plastic slips and I’m left just in rope–not a bad way to spend the morning! Eventually, we make our way back upstairs and cuddle. You tell me to put my vibrator in while we relax. I’m still wrapped up in rope and happy to be here wrapped up in your arms while we relax. We both drift off to sleep–yeah, with the vibe in. I was tired too. 😛
When we both wake, you sit up and fuck your kunt with the toy—mmmmmmm!!!!! I open my legs, grinding against your hand. I love feeling your hand slap my clit with every thrust. Doesn’t take long before I ask to cum. You kindly give me permission right away and slam harder forcing me to cum all over the bed and my legs and probably all over you too. Again and again, you fuck me with it, each building in intensity. You stop…leaving me squirming for more… and tell me to play. I grab the vibe as you slip the towel under me. I LOVE getting to see you right above me…your sexy face and your Dominant presence over me. I cum hard again, making such a mess. Thanks for the towel!
Some time later, we are back downstairs continuing our marathon. I shift my head from your chest down into your lap, just relaxing. But I can feel your cock on my forehead and smell you and it all becomes too distracting. I nuzzle against you through your boxers and kiss your tip. I rest my head back down…but that doesn’t last long before I am face down in your lap again. You pull your cock out and give me permission to have it in my mouth, but not to suck. Mmmm I wrap my lips around you, pulling gently, tasting you. Yummy! My tongue swirls around you and curls up below your tip. Mmmm I am drooling. You taste so good!!!!! I can feel your cock twitch and I almost feel bad because you’re watching the movie…Almost. I suck a little harder and sink down to feel you against the back of my throat. Your hand settles on the back of my head and your cock gets harder in my throat, making me gag. I hear and feel you groan. But you told me not to suck…so I slow myself and just enjoy having you on my tongue. Mmmmm.
You make a comment reminding me that I’m not supposed to suck you. I smile with my face still at your cock and reply that “I’m just having fun.” And I’ll prove it to you. I grab your hand and guide it back to your kunt–I know it’s sopping wet. As soon as you touch me, you mutter something that makes me smirk. 😉 The movie pauses. I look up to you and you guide me to my feet, grab my hands, and pull me over to a yoga ball conveniently placed on the other side of the room. I lay down on my back and spread my legs. Your cock slides in too easily and you pull me against you over and over…mmmm fuck yes!!!!! You grab my legs and hold them together in front of you while you continue to pound your kuntlet. Mmm!!!
And then you pick me up by my feet and I roll back into a headstand. With your cock still in me, you step over me with one leg and fuck me while I’m completely upside down! I don’t know how it worked, but OMFG it was fucking incredible!!!!! You held me balanced. I was completely open to you, holding myself up on my elbows; my face between your feet.
When we’re done you slowly lower me to my back on the floor and help me up to my knees. Such a gentleman. 😉 NOW I may suck your cock. Tasting both of us together after such a head rush–for a few reasons–is completely magical. You stroke as I suck on your head and soon, my mouth is full of your sweet cum. Mmmmm I savor it, looking up at you, before I swallow. Thank you, Master! 🙂
We finish the movie and then head upstairs to shower and get ready for dinner! I put my hair up and do my make-up. I had asked you earlier to help me pick out a dress. I slip into the little black dress with nothing else under it. I grab my heels and come downstairs to meet you. Wow you look incredible! You pull me in for a hug and kiss me. Sooo wonderful. :* You lead me out to the car and open my door. What did I do to deserve this?! We get to the restaurant and you hold out your arm for me as we walk in. You make me feel so special and, I know it’s not the same, but I really really enjoyed this ‘date night’ with you. The food was wonderful!! The company was better. And then you surprise me by taking me out for drinks and dessert at one of your favorite places. We walk in and you ask which side of the table I want, knowing that I’m not wearing anything underneath. I choose the side facing away from the window..as much as I like windows. 😉 I climb up into the barstool happy with my decision. And then I lean forward over the table to whisper something to you and feel the cold air as my skirt slides up. I hope no one was looking! Lucky they’re not crowded! You can tell by my face and tease me about people looking behind me. 😛
Our drinks come and after just a few sips I can already feel it. It’s delicious! And dangerous if I’m already tipsy. You keep breaking your only rule by looking at me, but I’ll forgive you because I’m staring more. I can’t believe I’m here with you! My mind wanders… I see your hands on the table and think about where they’ve been and what they’ve done. I look at your eyes and see a spark (the same one that ignites whenever your Sadist side comes out). I feel myself blushing hard–must be this purple poison in front of me. Our waitress brings by our dessert–yum!! I love caramel. (That was so good! Thank you, Sir!) Perfect timing. It gives me something to focus on other than this incredibly sexy man sitting across from me.
When we’re done, you wrap your arm around me and we start to walk out. I glance over my shoulder back to my seat…OMG…the seat is shiny. I left a puddle in the chair…oops. I lose my balance and you catch me and keep me walking. I mention that I might be a little wet. We get to your car and you open the door and kiss me before you let me get in. Mmm.
You rest your hand on my thigh as we start driving back to your place. I spread my legs just a little and your hand slides up. Mmmmm. I spread my legs wider as your hands wander to my clit. I grab your arm tight, spreading my legs as wide as I possibly can. My skirt rolls up my waist. My hips grind against your fingers as I watch you stare intently at the road ahead. The only time I catch your eye is at a red light and soon a truck pulls up next to us. I close my legs around your hand and we just share a grin. A few minutes later, we are back to you house.
I take off my heels and carry them to the bottom of the stairs and drop to my knees on the second step crawling step by step to the top. I feel you and hear you behind me following me to the top.
Your kisses are heavenly. You pull me in and I just feel owned, and cherished, protected, secure, breathless… And you unbutton and unzip my dress and it falls in a heap to the floor. You undo your belt and slip out of your pants and take off your shirt…like I’ve said before, these moments get fuzzy for me anyways. Add 1 drop of alcohol to a situation and my memory becomes nonexistent.
Somehow I end up on my back with flowers (8 petals on each, I think) around my nipples. I honestly don’t remember you putting them on. But I recall you standing over me on the bed with your flogger and teasing me. Thighs, pussy, stomach…lightly over and around my chest. It’s a soothing, warming pain sparking all throughout my body. Being able to look up and see you; and to see you wielding it, choosing where to strike next. I am yours, Master. You pick up the crop and nudge one of the clothespins. At first, I think you’re just teasing me. You wouldn’t… no… that’s too much pain for me! And half a second later, you’ve flicked your wrist and swatted one of the clamps off. It takes a second to feel it, but it grows hot before it gets painful and then the two intensely mix together and the pain is so excruciating I can feel it down to my toes. But only for a second and then I’m left with just the heat and the great view up your legs! 😉 Again, one by one, you pick them off never allowing the pain to overlap. I feel the wave of every clothespin that you whip off singularly and entirely.
When we’re ready to shower, I walk in on you about to use the toilet–oops! I blush and back out. You invite me in and tell me to kneel in the bathtub. I admit, I was nervous where this was going to go. I kneel down in the back of the tub and you do your business. At first, I wasn’t sure if I was ready for this! It’s something we talked about and something I’ve been more and more curious about (particularly after some of my reader’s blogs!). But in this moment, I was questioning. However, the more I watched you, the more I wanted you…the more I hated that it wasn’t me below you. I sat up on my knees a little and caught your eye. THANK YOU for not making me beg you… or even say it. I wouldn’t have been able to. But you knew what I meant by it, or perhaps my face gave it away. You silently turned to me and (slowly–it felt like slow motion) finished on my chest. I smiled up as the warmth trickled down my chest, your ownership soaking me. I cannot be more grateful that you didn’t push me to or that you didn’t… on my face or in my mouth. You know I would let you. But it would not have been nearly as enjoyable as it was! I can feel a stupid smile plastered on my face as I grin up to you. You reach down and help me up and kiss me and you turn on the water and help me clean up. That smile stayed etched on my face for awhile.
That is until you kicked my butt at my favorite game! Ugh! How could you. 😛
I made a comment earlier about how you just tossed your belt aside when we got back from dinner. We make our way upstairs and you grab it and bend me over. I reach down to the floor for support as the first THWACK lands across the back of my legs. OH FUCK that was hard. This is what I can’t do to myself on those nights when we only have Skype. Now I’ll know what I’m missing and, maybe, be grateful. (Maybe.) Over. And over. And over. Until I wonder if his belt can even withstand these. I remember needing a moment a few times. Especially when one crossed over another mark. If he had not taken a picture, I never would have believed all the beautiful red stripes. SO many. And so wonderful to feel it from your hand. I won’t soon forget, that’s for damn sure! Thank you for doing that for me. 🙂
We crawl into bed; I am BEAT! I think we both are. As we cuddle, my tender chest presses into his side and his icy hand slides down over my side and over the marks.
One more day to write about. I’d say sorry for this post being so long, but every single moment is a memory worth immortalizing. And so many more that I left out! Master, I hope you fill in the blanks as you read this. 🙂 Thanks to my readers for following our story.