I don't even know where to start.
Last night I was filled to overflowing,
literally and figuratively!
Ok…let me rewind.
Sir has been really …
With a capital D.
I am beyond grateful.
I desperately need …
YES - N.E.E.D. that!!!!
So yesterday he was clear about his expectations.
Sadly, after parenting
and household chores
and my homework
we were getting to bed later than we had wanted.
I was exhausted and Sir was tired,
so I thought we may forgo any type of activity.
Um…I guess not.
As soon as we were in the room,
and stripped me.
(I love him taking my clothes off!)
He roughly turned me around and
bent me over the bed.
He walked away and pulled out our toy box.
He took out a loop of rope and
bound my wrists together and
tied it to the other side of the bed.
The act of tying me up is
so erotic to me.
The letting go,
It's immediate and complete.
After feathered to the bed,
he returned behind me and
began to spank
with his hand
just a few
Then he switched to the cane.
He started slowly and seemed to
hit 20 strikes, then a hard one.
He struck my ass…all over.
My foot popped up at one point,
after a particularly hard strike,
(you've done that, right??)
Well…that resulted in my foot
being struck rather harshly
with the cane and a
strict reprimand to stay in position.
I have to say, having him hit my feet…
was a great reprimand.
So…things get fuzzy.
Sir was requiring me to look at
some videos that he had found
and if I got - I don't know - distracted maybe
by the beating my ass was getting,
he would ask me what was happening in the video.
He wouldn't let me fly.
There was no subspace.
There was the moment,
and like it or not,
I was to be present to it.
OK, So I liked it!!
He then commanded me to put my knees on the side of the bed,
effectively putting my ass high in the air.
He lubed up my ass completely,
then gently, thankgod, gently,
slid the LARGE pink dildo into my ass.
As soon as it was inserted, up to the imitation balls,
He let it sit there and spanked my ass again.
When he had enough, he switched back
to fucking my ass with the dildo.
It was intense. Seriously intense.
In retrospect, now that I'm sitting here typing,
I'm praying that I didn't scream too loud.
He fucked hard and fast and I came and came.
He shoved it in and pulled it AllTheWayOut.
Then he shoved it back inside.
He repeated this over and over and over
and over and over and over and over.
My ass was so loose, it was insane.
He shoved it in and then walked around the bed.
He pushed my shoulders flat on the bed and
lay in front of me.
I asked him if I could lay down,
and he said no.
I have no idea what he did or how long it was
felt like forever.
He just had me on my knees
chest on the bed,
hands bound and tied out in front of me,
with a gigantic dildo in my ass and he…
After a llllllooooooooonnnnnnnnnngggggggggg time,
he got back up.
He pulled me forward a bit,
as my hands were tied,
just to get me so he could clamp my nipples.
He clamped them hard and back,
then pushed my chest back to the bed.
I was breathing through the pain,
through the intensity,
when I felt him behind me again.
He was there in a split second,
ohmygawd, this is so embarrassing.
That is soooo embarrassing to admit,
I don't know why.
He fit that enormous purple dildo inside of me
WHILE the large pink dildo was firmly seated in my ass.
He gave me a minute to adjust and
then he fucked.
He fucked them hard,
in and out.
The purple dildo he didn't take all the way out,
but the pink one he did…
my slutty holes were so stretched out
and I felt like such a whore.
I felt so turned on
I felt so humbled
I felt so at his mercy
so fucking good!!!!
I came like a motherfucking freight train…
over and over and over.
I don't know what happened…
between the insane orgasms and
him pulling me off the bed…
my hands untied,
everything cleaned up,
I was sooooo cold.
I know that the endorphins mess with you,
but I can't remember being so cold before.
He led me by the hand to the bathroom,
he took out my ponytail,
took off my jewelry,
and put me in the shower.
I washed my hair, and when I rinsed it,
he was standing on the outside of the shower.
He commanded me to come to him.
I stood, still inside the shower,
and he reached in and with the soap and washcloth,
washed me…head to toe.
I felt so taken care of,
It was one of the most intense nights of my life.
And he made it extraordinarily special!
What a lucky girl!