Anticipation Part 3

I stood up slowly,
Felt my naked body, cuffed ankles and wrists
and wonderfully flogged and caned ass.

I stretched and picked up the pillows.
I carried them over and put them in front of Master's chair.

I cautiously knelt down, adjusting to the position.
I put my hands behind my back
Intentionally working on being in a submissive place...
physically and mentally.

He walked over and told me to lean back.
Master sat down and unzips his jeans
He took out his hard cock
grabbed my hair and pushed my mouth onto his cock
Tells me, "Try not to move...at all."

I hold his thick, silky, cock
reverently
I loving the feel...the taste...the saltiness of his pre-cum.

I was so good.  I was so still.
I wanted...God I wanted...more
Wanted to suck and pump more pre-cum out of it.

And...then my will power failed and
I began to suck...
to suckle
being so careful not to move my head
I suckle and so so love the feeling
I feel such a deep appreciation for having his
thick, warm, silky soft cock in my mouth

Periodically, his cock twitches and it almost makes me begin to move my head
Each time it twitches, pre-cum oozes into the back of my throat.
I gag one time and immediately go back to holding it and suckling.

Eventually, Master takes my head and fucks my mouth a bit.
I absolutely love it when he takes my head
and fucks up into my mouth.
I love that feeling!
I'm so damn horny...so desperate.

He pulls me off and tells me to grab my lunch,
sit quietly at his feet and eat.

I so want to be a good girl.
I so want to listen all the while being so desperate.

I reluctantly go make my lunch...and we watch tv
and when I finish my lunch
I put my plate away, and Masters
and this time I sit back down in front of him
I put my hands behind my neck.

Sir puts his hand on my laced fingers
he holds me there for a bit.
I then move open my legs and feel so vulnerable.
so submissive
so lovely.

He then puts his hands on my elbows and stretches them back.
I love the thought of him stretching me physically
I love that I'm stretching emotionally...
working on my submission
working on my openness

He stretches...then holds...then stretches.
After a bit, he tells me to go into our room

He tells me to lay over the bed once again
He gives me the last one hundred
of my THOUSAND swats
with his hand.
He's spanking hard...harder than I would expect.
I'm so warmed up...it feels ...amazing!
but by the end...I'm beginning to cry.
He steps in behind me,
rubbing his hard, jean clad cock against my hot ass.
He pulls me up and hugs me from behind
I feel enveloped by my Master.

He tells me to climb up on the bed and lay on my back
I do so and he disappears into our closet.

He walks back out and chastises me
for not having my pussy shaved...
it's been a few weeks and is very fuzzy.

He reaches over and grabs a large rectangular wooden hair brush.
He spanks my pussy,
20 times with the hair brush.

I put my legs slightly together at about 13.
I am trying so hard.
But it's also so so so intense!

Immediately after the 20th,
he climbs on top of me
He fucks me.
So wonderfully!
He cums inside of me,
rolls us over onto our sides
and holds me.

Bliss!

Good Night

*SMACK*

I rolled over into Sir.

I wasn't in the mood.

I was tired and …
well, just tired.

I was taking evasive maneuvers.

Sir reached right around and

*SMACK*

followed quickly by his other hand,
the one attached to the arm that was now
coming around my neck, pulling me close,
pulling the hair away from my face and ear.

The hand smacking my ass also came quickly around
and found purchase on my nipples…

"No"
*Pinch*

"No" maybe a little more whinny.

*Pinch*  *Twist*  *Tug*

"Yes.  Yes, fiona, I Will pinch your tits and 
smack your ass.  

I will pinch your tits and smack your ass, 
because you belong to me.

I can do what I want"

pause

"Say it, fiona."

on a gasp, I reply
"Yes, Sir."

"Say it ALL, fiona"

without hesitation, I knew what he wanted. 
I melted into him and said,

"Yes, Sir, this is Your body to do with as you please.
Thank you, Sir for playing with me."

"Oh, fiona, you ARE a good girl."

Thus began my Good Night…

Filled To Overflowing

Holy Cow!  
I don't even know where to start.

Last night I was filled to overflowing,
literally and figuratively!

Ohmygawd.

OK. 

Ok…let me rewind.

Sir has been really …

Dominant

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,
he walked stalked up to me
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, 
mentally, physically.
It's immediate and complete.

After feathered to the bed,
he returned behind me and
began to spank
with his hand
just a few
hard
hits.

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…
hurt.
was a great reprimand.
worked.

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…
relaxed.

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, 
I swear.
Then he…
ohmygawd, this is so embarrassing.
Then he….
thenhepushedthegiganticpurpledildointomypussy.

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 submissive
so desirous
so horny
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,
shower started.

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,
so cherished,
so protected,
so loved.

It was one of the most intense nights of my life.
And he made it extraordinarily special!

What a lucky girl!

Power Exchange Lights Up The Room

Last night in bed I was laying on my side 

and Sir was snuggling up behind me.

I can't even remember what I said, 

but I was ready for sleep and feeling…frustrated, maybe?!

Sir was playing with my nipples and 

I was getting aroused.

I could feel myself getting wet but I didn't want to.

I couldn't flip the switch in my head.

I put my hands up to push him away.

He moves his hand to my pussy.

He grabs it and squeezes it, hard!

He growls in my ear,

"Whose in charge?"

"Not you." I say flippantly.

He squeezes my pussy again, really hard.

"Let's try that again, whose in charge?"

"I am."

Ya, not the smartest idea…and I knew it,
but couldn't seem to keep from going there.

He smacks my pussy, over and over,
then grabs and squeezes it again.
At the same time, he bites my ear
with just enough pressure to hurt, but not badly.

"Don't fight it.  You want to let go.
You know you want to cede control.
Let it go, fiona.  Don't fight me. 

Whose in control?"
"You are." I easily reply and feel my body relax.
My power effectively exchanged, given eagerly to him.

He moves his hand and brings it up by my nipples.
"My nails are long, so I'm not going to play with your pussy."
he tells me, also adding that I need to see to his nails tomorrow.
I have a wonderful rush when he gives me things to do to care for him.

He plays with my nipples, very rough and firm.
He puts his hand over my throat and squeezes lightly,
not really restricting my air, but in a very controlling manner.

I melt.

He rolls onto his back and rolls me on top of him.
He pushes into me in one fluid movement, seating me on top of him.

"Work my cock, fiona." he commands as I begin to move.
He's touching me, rolling my nipples, scratching my breasts,
squeezing my breasts and scratching my back.
He touches my clit, circles and rubs.

I'm moaning and working myself up.
"I want you to cum on my dick, fiona."
I begin to move at a frantic pace and  he adds just the right ingredient.

He tweaks my nipples hard and then.
*SLAP*  He slaps my breast, hard.
Over and Over as I reach almost a frenzy.
"Cum, fiona.  Cum on my cock, Now."

My body explodes with such force, I quake.
My eyes are squeezed so tightly, but I can see a bright light.

As my body works it's way through the spasms,
which were strong and seemed to last forever,
I open my eyes and still can see a bright light.

I look over and see that Sir's iPod had illuminated.
It goes off, automatically, plunging the room back into darkness.

That's weird.

"What was that?"
"I don't know, let me hold you for a minute 
and then you can figure that out."

After I cleaned him up, I look at his iPod,
there was nothing that would have caused it to light up.
The timing was … really weird.
It seemed to literally go on when I came.
*insert Twilight Zone music*

The Caress of the Crop

It's night, I'm in my room getting ready for bed.
I've brushed my teeth and taken off my clothes.
I walk into the closet and notice that it's really cluttered.

I sit down on the floor and organize my shoes ...
hehehe
...that can be read as putting away 
all of themy shoes that are strewn on the closet floor.

Sir walks in and puts his dirty clothes in baskets and
...
without preamble or warning,
I feel the caress of the new crop on my naked body

Oh!

I breathe and close my eye and desire courses through me.
He hits my ass with the beautiful tip.
I mentally and physically absorb the feeling
I want it, I want to be present to the feeling.  
I need this!  I want this!

I quickly turn onto my hands and knees
SMACK!
It's a cross between his belt, his hand and our old crop!

It's the kiss of leather that I love so much.  
The tip is long and buttery soft and sensuously malleable. 
It contours perfectly to my body, caressing!
it's thud and sting - how is that possible at the same time??

SMACK

He's hitting my ass - one cheek, then the other.

SMACK

He's hitting my thighs and letting the tip wrap around.

SMACK

In between smacks, He drops something down between my hands.
I look down and it's the plastic clamps - with hooks.

SMACK
"Put them on, Fiona." He commands.
SMACK

I work on attaching them while holding myself
up on my knees and one hand
My nipples are hard already as a result of my arousal.
But he's striking every time I go to attach - 
making the clamp go too far up my nipple. 

SMACK
Start over
SMACK
Start over

I then realize that I have to clamp quickly
no finesse, before his strikes.
SMACK
I work quickly I get one - then have to switch hands.
SMACK

When he's done he says, while your down there, 
get the purple dinosaur (gigantic dildo)
SMACK 
and meet me on My bed!

My Predicament (Part 3)

continued from My Predicament (Part 1), (Part 2)
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Time passes, my mind wanders.
I think of things done today
Things I need to do.
Our children, work,
Fantasy and fiction

I alter between vanilla and kinky thoughts.
My nipples are sore, very sore.
I sway back and forth, feeling the dildo inside.


The door opens and the light turns on.
He walks up behind me
"Oh, good girl, fiona."
"You're going to stay here
until it's bedtime for the kids."

His voice in my ear makes my stomach flip.

He spreads my legs and fucks me with the glass dildo.
In, out.
...
...
In, out.
..
..
In, out.

After I cum, I'm lost in sensation.
I'm still clamped, still bound,
still blindfolded, still HIS.

"Sir, may I ask you one thing?"
"Yes, fiona." he says, but then adds,
"That doesn't mean I'll answer."

"Sir, will you make sure that my nipples
aren't clamped for too long?
I worry about circulation."

"I'll think about it." he replies,
but I know my Sir.  He won't harm me.
I just wanted to make sure he didn't overlook that.

He caresses my body and takes to spanking,
with his hand.
Oh, that smack, that closeness,
I love to be spanked with his hand.
He rubs and grabs too...mmmmmm

He reaches around and grabs the dildo in my mouth.
He removes it...
but not all the way.
Oh, my pussy clenches and I am ..... so turned on.

He pushes the dildo back in, but instead of stopping,
he gags me with it.
He gags me.  I jolt.
My predicament...
I move, my nipples pull,
I gag and my pussy clenches around the dildo inside.

He fucks my mouth,
in and out
..
..
in and out
..
..
in and out,
then again, gags me...
nipples pulling, pussy clenching.
"Good girl."

He stops, leaving the dildo in my mouth.
He reaches down and removes the glass dildo.

Oh, I feel so empty.

He stands back up and kisses my temple again.
It's as if he's comforting me.
He takes the dildo from my mouth and I am truly empty.

But I don't have time to be bereft.
He takes the dildo that had been in my mouth and
shoves it in my pussy.

He fucks me with hard and fast strokes...
He's impatient.
He has one goal.

As soon as I cum, he removes it
stands back up, pulls back on my ponytail and
re-inserts the dildo, pussy juice and all.

Oh, it's such an erotic moment.
He shoves it in deep, then sets my head so
my chin is resting on the shelf.

He re-inserts the glass dildo and
as he fucks me, removes one nipple clamp...
AAAHHHHHHH FIRE!
then the other!

once again...that pain/pleasure combination!

He unzips his shorts and
from his pants pulls out his hard cock.
He rubs it on my naked ass.
I can feel his arousal, making my ass sleek.
"Feel what you do to me, fiona." he says.

He tells me to close my legs and keep the dildo in.

He steps up close behind me.
He reaches his hands around and cups my breasts and
twists and tugs my sensitive nipples and I moan,
they are hyper sensitive.

He kisses my temple, then turns around and leaves.

Lights go out.
Door to the closet is shut.
Door to the room is locked and shut.

It's dark, music playing and I wait for my Sir.

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My Predicament (Part 2)

continued from My Predicament (Part 1)
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Roughly ten minutes later I hear the door open.
The light turns on, not that I can see anything of import with the blindfold on.

Sir returns and caresses me.
He jiggles my breasts again, and kisses my temple.
"Oh, fiona, you look beautiful.
I love having you here waiting for me."

"Thank you, Sir," I reply.
Oh I adore the opportunity to serve him.
I adore how he makes me feel.

He asks how my hands and nipples are doing,
making it clear that if I need something, he may consider.
Oh the thrill of him saying that he MAY change something,
but clarifying that he will only do it if it pleases him to do so.

That power exchange....right there, that's one of my biggest kinks.
I love that I give him my power, willingly AND he takes it!

I explain that I'm fine.
I thank him for putting me here.
He spanks me again and then give me a hard crop.

My head falls back and my mouth opens.
He pulls my ponytail hard, and without any warning,
Shoves a dildo in my mouth.

He lays the base of the dildo on the shelf in front of me.
He then asks me to spread my legs.

Now, I can barely step flat footed on the ground
without my nipples burning because of the clamps.
I go up on my tip toes and open my legs.

He takes the glass dildo and rubs it on my clit.
I am so wet, so very wet.
He slides it inside and fucks.
It doesn't take very long before I'm sucking hard on the dildo
sucking hard and long and cumming apart.

He tells me to close my legs and keep the dildo in.

He steps up close behind me.
He reaches his hands around and cups my breasts and
jiggles them slightly and the clamps are stimulating.

He kisses my temple, then turns around and leaves.

Lights go out.
Door to the closet is shut.
Door to the room is locked and shut.

It's dark, music playing and I wait for my Sir.

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The Summit

So there I am,
Laying with my dress pooling across my chest.
My eyes are shut.
Clothes pins on my nipples.
Laying on the closet floor,
holding a vibrator to my clit.

Sir, knocks at the door.
I move my feet, but do not open my eyes.
He shuts the door behind him.

He watches me as I masturbate.
He kneels down beside me.

"I can't cum, Sir," I lament.
"You can't?" he says, incredulously.

His fingers start rubbing around my pussy.
They are wet and he slides one in.
He fingers.  Really works.
He's whispering in my ear,
That he wasn't his whore to cum.

I drop the vibrator and give in to the sensation
that his fingers are creating inside of me and
fly up the mountain.
I cum.

He fingers some more,
not content with just one orgasm
when I said I couldn't.

He takes his fingers out and begins to rub my puss.
It's so wet, I'm so wet.

He takes his fingers and one by one,
sticks them in my mouth and has me clean them.

"Sir, may I please suck on your cock?" I beg.
"Not now, little girl.  
Do you want me to fuck you with a dildo, fiona?"
"Yes, please, Sir." I reply without any hesitation.
"Bring it to me fiona." he says.

The vast majority of our toys live in a box in our closet.
It's locked with a combination lock.
I'm so jazzed after the orgasms and the promise of more.
I am almost panicked trying to open the lock.
I can't get the combination.
I try three times and tell him I can't get it.
"You'll have to bring it to me, fiona." he says again.

I look over and he's sitting on the closet floor leaning against the door.
I turn back to the lock and realize I had it upside down.
Oh my goodness, I am frantic.  It's just silly, but I'm so desperate.
I get the box opened this time and decide I'll take the
gigantic purple dinosaur dildo, it's His favorite.

But, Crap.  Shit.  UGH.
I start throwing out toys right and left.
Crap!  "I can't find the condom for the Purple Dildo."

He tells me to bring him the other...pink one.
I do, but am disappointed.
I take the purple and offer for him to use it without a condom.

Sometimes the dildo can be irritating without a condom.
But I'm so desperate, I don't care.
I will care later, but that's when I'm not so insanely horny.

He tells me to lay down on my back with may ass at his knees.
He puts my feet, on the door - over his shoulders.
I'm completely exposed.

He inserts the Dildo and begins to fuck.
He's neither slow nor gentile.
I cum,
   I cum,

He removes it and ...
   inserts the Gigantic Purple Dinosaur.
I'm so wet, so gushingly wet,
it slides in.  OMG.  It slides in!

"Oh, fiona, it's balls deep.
you are such a good whore.
You're MY good whore.
I'm so proud of you.
What a good girl!"

Oh, I'm lost.  I'm soaring and cumming.
After he's had his fill of fucking His pussy with the dildos,
He removes them,
Climbs on top of me.
Removes the clothes pins on my nipples,
Sucks hard on each...
and fucks  His pussy to find His pleasure
in a veritable pool of pussy juice.

The Morning Climb

Sir woke, spooning me, with his arm over me.
His hand roamed, going to my nipple.

He played, pulling, pinching, rolling, squeezing.
I let gasps come out,
I rubbed back against him.
I squirmed, I panted, I moaned.

A child walked into our room
(our door was not closed, after all)
The quilt was over me, so nothing was visible.

Conversations were had...lengthy conversations.
All the while, he played.
He pinched,
He pulled,
He rolled,
He squeezed...

BUT,
this time I had to smile,
speak in a normal tone of voice
no squirming, nor moaning
nor gasping, nor rubbing.

After, my Sir looks at me
Smiles that evil Dom smile and says...
"That's why they call it titilation."

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The Afternoon Ascent and The Summit to come =)

Claimed

Sir lays me, naked, on my back, on his bed.

He explores my nipples, touching lightly

Making my nipples sensitive and hard as granite.

Almost painful, he creates goosebumps all over my body.

He leans down and my tingly nipples are enveloped

in the warm, satin, current of his mouth.

He's so gentile and my body has been so starved....

starved of his touch, starved of any touch.

His hands wander down my stomach and play at my navel.

Oh it makes my stomach flip.

He takes my hands and without a word, he moves MY hands

He puts my hands so I'm opening my pussy to him.

He instructs me to hold myself open for him.

He touches, he explores.

He touches my clit and within seconds, I'm gasping.

It has to have been the quickest orgasm.

It wasn't the strongest orgasm, but it was something I felt....

energy that coalesced from all of my extremities,

gathering rapidly to my core.

Then sending energy surging back out through each and every artery, vein and capillary.

It was electric.

He then tells me he wants to see proof of my orgasm.

He puts his middle finger deep inside me and strokes.

After each orgasm, he removes his finger and wipes my honey on my lip, under my nose.

He puts his finger back in and repeats this.

I have orgasm after orgasm....until I am awash in sensation.

As if that isn't enough....he's claimed my nipples,

which he frequently avails his mouth of while he plays.

He's claimed my clit.

He's claimed my pussy with his fingers.

He then inserts a dildo in my pussy and fucks it over and over.

Then, once he says I've lubricated the dildo enough,

He flips me over and without further ado,

puts it up next to my ass.

I quickly plea, "it's too big.  I can't.  I haven't done this in .....Owe....

I can't relax.  I can't do this.  I ..... Ahhhh....Owe"

But he doesn't stop.  I breathe for a minute, mentally willing myself to relax.

And quickly Owe, turns into Ohhhh and Uuunnhhhhh.

It's insane, It's inside and he's fucking and claiming my ass.

My pussy is throbbing, I'm screaming into a pillow and

AHHHHHHHHHHHH.

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Now, I'm sure he came....I just have no recollection as to how or where.

Hanging ME Up!

I walk into the closet, naked,

and stare at my clothes, 

deciding what to wear.

Sir walks up behind me,

reaches his hands around,

I think to give me a hug.

 Instead, he pulls on my nipples.

I rest my head against his chest,

but then, he attaches my nipples 

to these lovely clips and ...

Hangs them over the closet shelving.

Effectively, Hanging ME Up!

Then whispered in my ear,

"I'm going to go get some coffee,

Don't go anywhere."

Setting the Scene

Setting The Scene!

I stand waiting,

Facing the corner.

I'm wearing...

   black 3 1/2 inch heals

   black thigh highs

   my red plaid corset

   the matching red plaid g-string

   a red plaid necktie

   my hair in pig-tails
 
I tied a very long black silk scarf around my eyes.

I tied my hands behind my back with another very long black silk scarf.
   (Oh yes, that was ridiculously hard to do...go try it...seriously!)

I wait for the hedonistic, sadistic, exquisite pleasure that will cum.

The Crop and My Flight of Surrender

So, I Playfully tapped Sir's bottom as he walked past.  
I KNOW.  
I shouldn't have done that.  
I know.  I really do.  And yet. 
And Yet, I simply can't help myself.  

He rounded on my immediately, with an air of hostility.
He grabbed a fist full of my hair, right at the base.
He squeezed his fist and pulled my hair.  
At the exact same time, he pushed my head onto the bed.

He spanks my ass hard with his hand, 
but as I have jeans on, it's simply thuddy.
He then lets go and tells me to pull my pants down and 
get back into position, as he walks away from me.  
He follows that up with an authoritarian, "NOW!"

I do so and feel him behind me again.  
This time, it is not a thud, 
it's an off the bed, hands to my ass,
scream for mercy thrash with his belt. 
Oh, holy hell.  He left is all on the line there.

He commands me to get into position, hands high above my head
of course adding in his growl of "Now."

I comply, but warily.  I remember to breathe.
He lashes my ass with authority.  
It is hard.  I'm having a hard time processing.
I'm focused on breathing and staying in position.
"You like the belt.  Isn't that what you said?"

He's so right.  I do like the belt.  But it hurts.
There's been no warm up.  
He was pissed.  He wasn't playing around.
He's whipping my ass and it fucking hurts.

After...um...a bunch?  Oh hell, I have no idea how many,
He stops and declares, "Clear off my bed.
I want you back in position with the bamboo - NO, with the crop."
He adds as a warning, "And you'd better hurry."

I stand and rub my bum.  I'm sure I'll feel welts.
I look in the mirror and see amazing red stripes.
Oh, it's like my most exciting Girl Scout Badge of Honor!
I quickly put things on our bed away grab the crop.
He lays on his side of the bed and he commands,
"Grab a pillow, put it at the end of the bed and lay down, fiona."
I do so and quickly lay on my belly, 
assuming he's going to continue his assault on my ass.
"No, fiona.  Roll over and put your hands up."


I roll over and put my hands up and hold on to the root rail.  
He starts with the crop, rubbing the leather nub across my nipples.
After he has rubbed it to a stiff peak, he begins to crop.
He hits them hard.  Consistent and straight on.  
It stings every time he hits it. 
Typically when he hits my nipples, it turns to a lovely burn.
But he's hitting dead on and hard and it stings.

When he's assaulted my nipples sufficiently,
he pushes my knees apart.
YIPEE (what the fuck is wrong with me, right?)
He begins to softly crop my mons.
He crops around and then periodically over my clit.
It's not directly on my clit, it's my lips.

It feels so so good.
He's not zeroing in on any one spot.  
"Are you in subspace?" he asks...
OK so I find that hilarious...him actually asking - matter-of-fact-like
besides the fact that he knows the word.  
I'll have to ask him where he learned that 
as he doesn't read any blogs that I don't put in front of him.

"No." I reply simply.  
He rubs the tip of the crop down - outside of my hole.
Oh God I want!  I beg for him to fuck me.
Fuck me with the crop.
Fuck me with his finger.
Fuck me with...ANYTHING.  

He takes the crop back and begins assaulting my mons again.
He crops down over my clit and back to my thighs.
I'm breathing more, quicker.  
My clit is sensitizing.  I can tell.
He wheedles the tip of the crop into the top of my lips.
Opening my pussy.

He goes back to cropping - hard.
It feels soooooo good.
He rubs the tip against my whole slit.  
He further opens me up.
I'm now completely exposed and 
He crops directly on my clot.

Oh I cum, hard!
I see stars, literally.
My whole body trembles while my insides convulse.

He commands and I roll over.
He crops my ass, but now I AM floating.
I process that he's striking, but I feel nothing.
I'm jelly, relaxed and enjoying the ride.
I respond to nothing.  I simply am.
I am like an objective outside observer in my beating.

Then he pulls me out...out of my flight of surrender.
I can't remember how he did it, but I clearly remember him doing it.
I didn't want to come back down.  
But that is where he wanted me.  
So here I am.

He continues his assault on my ass...
but now it hurts, now I feel, now I respond.

He pulls my hair and bends me so I can suck his cock.
His beautiful hard cock.
He gives me this gift to suck and I relish it!
I suck, I stoke, he crops. 

He crops my thighs and feet 
as I lick and suck and worship his cock.
As he's getting close, he sets me atop his cock
and fucks my pussy so we can
cum together and collapse.
What a flight my Pilot, my Sir, My Dom took me on!

Where Was I? (Part 3)

(Continued from Part 1 and Part 2)

So when last you read, I was gagged on His cock and cumming with the help of a dildo fucking my ass.  Oh, Heaven!

After he let me appreciate all of the electricity of the cum flowing through me, he shoved The Dildo in deep.  He quietly commanded me to take The Dildo out and bring a towel over to him.  I rise slowly and a bit unsteadily from the bed and grab a towel and set The Dildo in the bathroom.  Ugh...those human touches...there's nothing sexy about the clean-up parts of play.  I ask him for permission to blow my nose and wash my face, which is covered in drool and tears and snot and pre-cum which he smeared on my face.  Graciously, he agreed.

I come back to bed with a folded clean towel.  I handed it to Sir, who deftly spread it on the bed beside him.  He commands me to lay back on the towel.  I am having difficulty moving, coordinating my limbs, getting my brain and body to function, I'm exhausted, and scrambled.

He takes the clothespins and clips my labia, then opens up my pussy.  He hands me a vibrator and commands me to masturbate.  He holds me open and watches.  As if that wasn't humiliating and objectifying enough, while watching intently, He comments and moans at the sight of me.

He lets go of the clips and grabs some lube and begins to message lube around my folds.  Now, I'm wet as a tsunami, but he's adding to the natural slick.  I am able to mentally note the objectification, it's is palpable, and a serious turn-on.

As I cum again (are you fucking kidding me?), he takes the enormous purple dinosaur and inserts it.  I've cum so much, and there is so much slick...it actually inserts.  He takes the vibrator and puts my hand on the dildo.  He asks if I need more lube.  "no," I whisper as I push it all the way in.

"Oh, I love to see you do it", he says.  "I love to see you masturbate yourself with this."

I start  to move it and he leans up and watches.  Oh!

He commands, 
                               
                           i cum


over

         Over

                   OVER

He asks If I can do it again.

"Yes Sir," I reply


He commands, 
                               
                           i cum


When he's ready, he tells me to remove it.

I do, slowly and am scrambled.

He kisses me, deeply.

He enters me.

He moves, he fucks, and we cum...oh do we cum.

Mind scrambling.  Sated.  Shattered.

Where Was I? (Part 2)

(Continued from Part 1)

I will myself to not let myself go to the floaty place that my mind has one foot inside.  I stand up, kind of shakily.  I get to work...One foot in front of the other.  I seem uncoordinated, almost drunk.  But with each step, with each task accomplished, I am on more solid footings and am returning to my own mind.

When I finish, Sir tells me to bring him the toy box.  I quickly get the box from the closet.  He unlocks it and takes the penis gag and puts it in my mouth.  I gag a bit on it as it hits the back of my throat.  He takes my head and kind of shoves me toward the end of the bed.  He's handling me a bit roughly and my mind is quickly sailing away.

He squirts very cold liquid along my tight opening and takes The Dildo and rubs against my opening.  My mind races.  He hasn't stretched me, prepped me, opened me ... hasn't played with me with his fingers.  How the hell am I going to take that?  He continues to rub up and down and when he reaches the rosebud opening, he pushes gently.  I know what he's going to do and I know I need to breathe and relax.  I try.  I feel it go in but it burns.  I tense.  He doesn't stop.  I make noises, but of course being VERY gagged, grunts is about all that comes out.

I want this.  I want him to play with my ass so desperately.  But it burns.  But I want.  But ... As he continues to pump The Dildo, the burning starts to ease and the pleasure increases.  I feel the throbbing of my clit, the stroke of The Dildo, the pleasure.  Oh, my pussy starts to convulse which causes me to tighten around the dildo fucking my ass.  I'm grunting in a low guttural feral way, cumming hard.

After pulling the last bits of my orgasm out of me, he shoves The Dildo deep into me.  He pulls my hair so that I'm bent in half and reaches down removing the gag.  He takes my head and holds my mouth over his very hard, very thick cock.  Oh, his head is gleaming with pre-cum.  I licked my lips, both as a mindless symbol of eagerness for something tasty as well as wetting my lips so they could slide more easily over his cock.

He releases my hair and leaves me to my own devices.  Oh.  I take his cock with reckless abandon.  He is salty and slick.  Oh, I adore his taste.  He's soft, his skin is silky.  His head is so thick and the shaft is strong and steely.  I push my head down to the base, gagging myself and then suck hard on my upstroke.  All of a sudden The Dildo is moving out of my ass.  I tense thinking that I've inadvertently pushed it out.  But it wasn't being pushed out, Sir had reach around and began fucking my ass again.  With that realization, I refocus on the blow job he was allowing me to give him.  My body begins to vibrate with sensation.  I open my mouth to scream as I let my mouth completely envelop him.  I cum, he's fucking my ass.  Oh it feels.  Oh it's amazing.  But I'm cumming again knowing that I'm gagged with HIS cock this time.

100th Post ... AND ... Sir's Home!

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So, this is my HUNDREDTH post.  OK, so I am totally flabbergasted.  I know I've said it before, but I was NOT a person who journaled...like EVER.   How in the heck have I managed to blog 100 published posts?

It has been wonderful.  I have loved blogging.  I have loved getting to know new people.  I have made wonderful friends, who've become a part of my life.  I am happy that people read my blog, I love, that people comment - regularly or periodically.  The comments mean the world to me!  I love that there are people who I can e-mail to  ask questions, or who even periodically e-mail me. I love the connections that I have with Y'ALL!


On another note...Sir made it home.  
HIP HIP HOORAY!  

He reasserted his dominance - right away.  He was loving and affectionate.  
We kissed.  We danced in the kitchen.  We talked and touched.  I asked at one point when we were hugging and he wouldn't let me put my arms around  his neck..."What are you doing?"  to which he quickly and matter of factly responded, "Asserting my dominance.  I love you and oh how I have missed you fiona."  

We were not alone in our home.  He comes back to our home filled with his extended family.  He's subtle with his dominance, but quite clear with his intent.  He took me up to our room within the first twenty minutes of being home under the auspices of unpacking his suitcase.  He bent me over the bed and spanked me - TWICE.  Yes, it was only twice, but he made them count.  OUCH.  He pumped into me from behind...both of us totally clothed.  He rocked into me and I could feel his hard-on.  I was so horny.  I know we don't sleep together continuously, but regularly.  It's been a week (I know - it's not THAT long, but it was a long time for me and a lot of stress and strain in between).  I was soooo happy that he was feeling the same way.   I was thrilled that he was hard.  THRILLED.  So...... 

...after pumping into me, he grabbed my hair and pushed me to my knees.  I buried my face in his crotch.  He unzipped his pants and pulled his hard cock out.  I was almost sucking in his pants, I was so eager.  I got a hold of his cock and just about inhaled it.  I sucked and he fucked.  He grabbed my hair and used my mouth.  He growled that he needed to cum in my mouth.  He started to cum and pushed his cock deep into my mouth.  Not being quite at the right angle, I coughed and gagged just a bit as he shot his load deep into my mouth.  I sucked and swallowed.  I loved that my gagging did not detour him from having his pleasures be met. He came so much, I had to swallow four times (and those weren't sips, either.)  When we were done, I looked up and saw him smiling at me.  Smiling with adoration and seeing the love in my eyes as I still sucked on his softening cock.  

Tonight as we went to bed, he sucked and nibbled and bit the living shit out of my nipples.  When he was done with that, he pushed my knees apart.  He slapped my pussy - hitting on the sweet spot.  He generally doesn't "check" on my arousal, but his fingers were greeted with slick honey dripping.  He slipped a finger, then two inside.  He fingered me to several orgasms, then lay his head on my chest and keeping his fingers inside of me, slipped off to sleep.  I lay there, fully awake, not wanting to ever move, feeling owned, loved, sated and controlled.  


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Thank you all again for reading.  

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The Gag

I came up stairs and bring laundry to fold...that's a constant at our house.  I set the basket on the bed and get ready for bed...changing to a soft pink nightshirt, brushing my teeth putting a few things away.



Sir walks up behind me and hugs me from behind.  I lean into him and put my head against his sheet.  I feel rubber pushing on my lips and my eyes shoot open.  I open my mouth and he's putting the new gag into my mouth...the PENIS GAG.  A moan escapes and I am on FIRE.  Isn't it amazing how quickly that can happen.  He pumps it in and out of my mouth a few times, further making me gush.  Then abruptly, he fastens the gag into place - tight...almost gagging me.  He steps away and I'm standing there....processing.  

• Ohmygod I have a penis gag in my mouth...
• it's almost hitting the back of my throat...
• can I swallow?  I don't want to drool too much...
• Is this comfortable?
• Can I suck on it...OMG I can suck on it!

I'm processing.  He watches me, takes my hand and rubs it against HIS substantial penis...HARD penis!  
"That's how much I like this.  It may be my all time favorite thing to put in your mouth, other than...ME!"

He pushes it deep into my mouth - hard and I do gag a bit.  Oh, but it is so....erotic!

He spanks me, once - HARD.  Tells me to fold the clothes and walks to the other side of the bed.  He lays down and watches me.  

I try to gather my wits about me and step forward, gag in my  mouth, strap around my head and instead of being embarrassed, I'm FUCKING TURNED ON!  (can you tell I was REALLY excited?)

I fold the clothes.  I'm a bit off balance.  He's switching channels on the TV and I'm grateful for the noise.  It masks my moans just a bit.  He is ever mindful of where I am and what I'm doing.  The minute I finish, he tells me to come over to him...on the bed.

I crawl up on the bed and he places the new GIANT T-Rex Purple Dinosaur Dildo on his chest.  He pulls out the penis gag and I suck mightily as it comes out.  I feel immediately vulnerable and empty.   Funny how I identify these feelings so quickly.  

He takes my head, placing his hand on the back of my head - grabbing my hair.  He pushes me, face down onto the dildo.  I open, WIDE...as wide as my mouth will go.  I take what I can.  I can only take the head...it's so enormous.  I'm shocked.  I will NEVER be able to take this thing.   It's ridiculous.  But I love giving it head on my Sir's chest with his hand shoving my head down.  I resist periodically as he gags me, but he doesn't stop.  If I gag and pull away, he pushes harder.  Oh I love that control that he has over me!

He my hair and flips me onto my back beside him.  He reached over to the nightstand and quickly grabbed the gag and put it back into my mouth.  He leaned over me, letting me feel his weight on my body.  He masturbates my mouth with the gag, commanding me to suck.  He pushed it deep in my throat, holding it there and waited for me to finish my gag and watch the tear drop that escaped my eye.  

He pulls my knees apart and holds one knee.  He takes his fingers and opens my folds.  He  takes the enormous purple dinosaur and rubs it up and down.  He pulses it on my clit and I am HOT.  I am moaning.  He slides it down my slick channel and lets it stop at my opening.  It's so huge, I don't think I will ever be big enough for this.  He watches me intently as he pulses it there.  I was nervous, terrified that he would try to push it in...although I was wet...I had NO lube - which would be required for this dinosaur.  But I have this gag, I can't say anything.  I can simply hold this cock in my mouth, suck or not, I can't say a thing.  So, I take my nerves and put them to work sucking.  I suck and suck and look into his eyes.  Oh, Ohgod, I love this.  He's intent and serious and sexy and my Dom!

He sets the dinosaur aside, positions himself over me and quickly places his hard cock at my opening.  He pumps in with a hard thrust and at the same time, takes his hand and gags me with the gag.  Ohgod. Oh, Oh, OhmyGod...he continues.  The autonomic response of my gag reflex combined with his cock slamming into me.   I cum apart at the seams and moan and suck and gag.  Oh, I love being so filled.

He flipped me over so I was riding him, gag fully visible and he sets to slapping my breasts.  I throw my head back, sucking wildly as he tortures my breasts while fucking me ... Hard.  We cum together - but as I had been cumming continuously for the past half hour, there wasn't any chance for that not to happen.


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After we were through, I had such a rush of embarrassment - the gag - the dinosaur - the gag.  I was in the bathroom later and Sir came in and asked how I was.  I blushed and looked down.  He came over, touched my chin and lifted my face.  "Embarrassed, huh?  No need, you know that.  I love it.  I loved ALL of it.  Did you?"

Oh, Yes Sir!