i have the house to myself.. first time in god knows how long. i'm so fucking horny. i have the apartment to myself until the 14th at the minimum so far... the possibilities are dancing around in my head. the things my Sir can do to me, the things my Sir can let me do.
He can diaper me, He can use me, He can lounge with me here. my tits hurt so bad still... black and blue and if i wear a v-neck you can see some of the bruises. *grins* i find that really hot. that they tend to peek out sometimes... that He has marked me..
God i want so much right now, but it's not worth it to play without permission at all. so i wait.. and suffer... for Him. my Master,
grins... i hate feeling this naughty with no release...
This is one of my absolute fave colours which.. is pretty apropriate for this post. i'm in a fabulous mood.
i know i haven't updated in a while.. life has been kind of hectic. mostly just working lots and dealing with roommate drama... fun fun, eh? Things with Master have been going well. We havent' gotten much of a chance to see each other lately, mainly because we are both so busy trying to get the schedules to match doesn't always happen. There have been a few misses in the past little while and one while i was pmsing so i didn't handle it as well as i should have, but i kept the brunt of my anger to myself which is best for all parties concerned. On friday we went for breakfast which was really nice just sitting and enjoying the conversation with Him. before we parted ways He put the new pretty collar on and i got to keep it on. Since then it's been off once when He took it off today. i love wearing it.. i feel proud as a peacock.
Today we had plans for me to take the train to meet up with Him so i could meet the sailboat for teh first time. i will admit to being nervous as i hate boats, but i do want to see His and spend the time with Him there. We stopped for brunch first and had really great convo as we usually do... and then we headed to the marina. i was VERY shakey all the way to the boat. i'm a huge clutz so walking on a floating platform always tends to make me a little nervous... but i made it. Then there was the challenge of boarding the boat. i slipped getting in, almost fell but caught myself and did the same thing on the way out. Sir was moderately patient with me. *smiles*
It's a really nice boat as far as boats go. 24' sailboat. i've never been on a sailboat before so it was different. we didnt' actually go into water as well.. i would be of NO assistance what so ever. but we hung out down below. as soon as i went below deck i was ordered to strip to my undies. i left my happy bunny socks on for good measure (which of course did not match each other :) ) i don't quite remember what happened first... i know i gave lots of head, and licked Him after He took off a wet diaper.. god i love doing that.. it's so dirty and wrong it makes me so wet...
then i know He took lots of pics. We swapped the new pretty collar to a leather one and there was gags and face slaps and breathplay, oh my! as well i got the hood for a lil at first... and hten it was off. i got my puppy mits.. (basically leather mitts that lock on so i can't use my fingers.. but i always think of them as paws) and ankle restraints got chained to the mast and left while He went to make a work call. it was really nice. i relaxed and felt the boat move and listened to the birds, laying mostly nekkid tied to the mast. when He got back there was more head and the hard parts.
He always pushes me hard, always, and i love that. He doesn't let me back out or cop out. He knows i want to go farther but when i get afraid i kinda shut down and panic and just want it to stop. He always pushes me thru that. guiding me and coaching me as we go... and i think that is one of the things i adore most about Him.
i hate my nipples. they go from not sensitive to tooooo sensitive in a touch. and He always knows just how to hurt them. my breasts are covered in bruises and scratches and broken capilliaries... it's nuts... but so hot. we did the scary breath play that always makes me want to fight. i don't quite know why i always want to fight it. He pulled the plastic bag over my head.. first time with the leather collar over top and twice with rope. He said He was pleased and that is all i was thinking. i don't want to disappoint, i want Him to be proud. He whipsered naughty things to me the whole time.
next came the other really scary thing. the hood. i have such a hard time with it. part of it is that i gag/vomit easily and i worry about that. the other part, i think i'm mildly chlostophobic when it comes to things touching my face. again, He talked me thru it. He played gently with my nipples, sucking on them, allowing me to cum if i could. calling me His slut, His whore, His property. Faceless, eyeless, just two holes to be used. Talked about renting me out that way, just two holes... oh god it was so hot. i came hard and it usually takes more than that. damn periods or i would have been allowed to play as well.
after all the play was said and done and He told me how happy He was we had time to be a bit silly and joke around and He dropped me at the trainstation and i came home. all day i have just been so happy... my breasts are still SO sore tho... oy. i'm happy. finally. i just wish i was curled up at His feet, still eager to serve... bound so completely to Him in my servitude. well, i know that i am bound completely to Him here... just would be nice to wake up with His hand in my hair and His cock down my throat.