The day was pretty uneventful. We followed our normal morning routine, he finished getting ready for work and was out the door pretty quickly.
He has yet to remove my plug, but did tell me I could have free time unless I was told otherwise.
I spent the day mostly cleaning, did some studying, and talked to some friends.
He did give me permission to go out tonight, so I’m going to try to work in a nap before making dinner.
He sent me a text around noon reminding me of my dress code, drink limit, curfew, and asked who was driving.
He texted me letting me know he would be home about 5. I finished up dinner and and assumed my position at the top of the stairs.
We ate dinner and talked a bit, then cleaned up the kitchen and off to the shower.
In the shower he pulled the plug from me and sat it on the sink.
He left as usual for me to finish up. I went through my routine, wrapped myself in a towel and began to get ready for going out.
I finished my hair and makeup and went to our room to choose something to wear, which really wasn’t difficult.
Once I was dressed he called me over to the bed and told me to get in the rear position.
I did as I was told and disappointingly he entered the plug back in my ass.
While I was still in this position he reminded me of the rules once again.
A friend picked me up a bit later and we headed to one of the clubs here in town that is away from the tourist and more geared towards locals.
We danced and had a lot of fun, I was two drinks in to my 3 drink limit pretty quickly so I decided to take a break at a table and have some water to slow it down a bit.
We chatted and cooled off awhile then joined our friends on the floor.
I managed to get and finish off my third drink pretty quickly and was handed a fourth I knew this was wrong and planned to confess first thing in the morning.
We kept dancing and I finished off the fourth drink and sat down again with a bottle of water with a few of my friends.
It was getting late and I wanted to get more water in my system before it was time to leave
At some point shots were brought to the table and I took it without even thinking until after it was to late.
We went back to dancing and chatting, then suddenly I realized that not only had I broke the rule drink but I had also passed my physical limits.
I went to have a seat and suddenly got a sinking feeling in my stomach. I pulled my phone from my purse and the screen was covered in missed calls and texts. I looked up at the time, it was 2:30 and I was supposed to be home an hour ago.
I had rode with 4 other girls and by the time I could gather everyone together, get to the car, and then make two stops before my house it would be at least another hour.
I decided my best bet would be to call a Lyft, which I did. I told my friends I needed to go and that I called a ride and went to wait outside.
I stared at my phone wondering if I should respond to the texts or call him back. If he was sleeping I didn’t want to wake him when he had work the next morning
The driver pulled up after about 15 minutes. It was already past three. About halfway to my house my phone rang, it was him. I just stared down at it not knowing what to do, I was to scared to hear his voice, I would be hearing it soon enough anyway.
We pulled up in front of my house and I could see him sitting in a chair by the front door.
I walked up the driveway and could see he was already dressed for work. I dropped to my knees on our front porch. He stood and stepped past me and opened the door.
“Inside”
I crawled inside behind him and heard the door shut behind me.
“Get your clothes off”
I got to my knees and pulled my dress down and slipped out of it.
“Look at me”
I looked up at him
“ how much have you had to drink”
I’m not sure. ( in the moment I had couldn’t think of how many I had actually had)
“More than you were allowed”
Yes
“Who’s car was that”
It was a lyft
He pushed me to where my face was in the carpet and pulled the plug from my ass and sat it on the table.
He walked away, down the stairs and left.
I crawled off to the shower and soaked under the hot water for a long time and thought.
I crawled out of the shower and downstairs, curling up next to the sofa. I turned the tv on for some noise and tried to take a nap.
I laid there for awhile and debated texting him, but decided maybe I should let him cool off a bit.
I did manage to finally fall asleep and slept for a little bit off and on, checking my phone constantly hoping he had texted me.
Around noon I did finally get a text from him that just read “do you know how dangerous it was to get in a car with a stranger as drunk as you were”
I responded yes, that it was stupid, I wasn’t thinking I was just trying to get home quick.
He didn’t respond.
I’m sitting here now writing. I know I will be punished for breaking the rules eventually, but him being angry at me now is much worse than anything he could possibly do.
I do understand why he is angry, I know I stayed out past when I should have, even without rules, I should have responded to his texts and not make him worry.
I did put him through something similar a few years back.
I had gone out with a friend and done some drinking, and at sometime hooked up with a different friend and went back to her house with her and ended up passing out there until early afternoon. This was before we began sharing our locations with each other on our phones, and it had scared him to death.
Since then I don’t drink often when I go out, and when I do I drink very little. I know the drink rule was out in to place because of that night, and I know I messed up pretty bad.
Right now I just really want to talk to him and tell him how sorry I am.
He texted again around 2 to let me know he would be home about 7.
I’m going to finish up a few things then get dinner ready for him.
