I have seen some stories floating around in the blogs and, as writing is a passion of mine, i thought i would give it a try.
The following story is soft-smut and hopefully beautiful. It is not meant to be a wank story, but im sure it could be. I just hope everyone enjoys it. Please let me know what you think!
Every morning, i wake up my Master with a blowjob. I wish i could say he wakes up to my warm velvet mouth on him, but he is too light a sleeper. It doesn't matter though, he knows what i am going to do, and i do it happily anyway. I don't know what it is, but i love the feeling when he fills my mouth. I have such a sense of pride, satisfaction and sexual electricity as each new spasm fills my mouth. I love the satisfied smile on his face after i take it down for him and smile. We both think its a lovely way to wake up. I always try to time it so we have about 10 minutes to cuddle before his alarm tells him it's time to go to work.
He never wants anything more than coffee before he leaves. So i roll out of bed and go to the kitchen. The coffee pot is automatic so i get out his favorite mug and pour. Three sugars, not too much milk, stirred gently as not to clink the glass.
I hear the water in the shower turn off and i head to the bathroom. I hand him the coffee as he finishes drying his hair, then i finish drying the rest of his body, taking special care, but still being as quick as i can. He pats my head and smiles at me as he leaves to get changed.
I gather the things he needs for work and put his packed lunch in his bag while he gets dressed. I remember to make sure he has that special folder he mentioned he needed to bring, and i make sure he sees me drop it in his bag as he approaches me, standing next to the door. He smiles at me again.
He takes his bag, hat, coat and hands me his empty mug. He kisses my forehead, and then with a soft hand under my chin he raises me to my tip toes and kisses me goodbye. Then he leaves.
Now it is time for me to get dressed. I put on my work clothes. A baggy T-shirt and some throw away jeans. Breakfast is quick, and instart by doing the dishes. I clean my dishes and Master's mug, it must be ready for tomorrow morning. Then i set about cleaning the house. I do all the general cleaning, sweeping and dusting and then go to my assigned "deep clean" room for today.
"Whew" once im done with that it's already lunch time. I make my lunch and sit with my laptop. It is lunch time for my Master too, so i hop on to our favorite site in order to spend time with him on his lunch. He tells me about his day so far, asks how my chores are going. I make sure the lunch i packed is to his liking and then it's time for him to go back to work. It's never long enough.
Now it is time for me to work on my skills. I spend an hour working on my writing as instructed. I don't mind, it has always been a passion of mine but i always put it off. Then i have to work on my online college classwork.
As i finish, i flop back, exhausted. My eyes catch the clock. I need to go to the gym now! I get changed and drive to the gym for an hour, as directed every day by my Master. I do my best and i feel pretty proud of myself when i leave.
I get home, change back into my work clothes and it's time to start dinner, Master will be home soon. Luckily, yesterday was grocery day, so i had already picked up everything i needed! I take care of my lunch mess and get dinner prepared but i don't turn on any heat. Before i put it in the oven, i need to shower and change. I take a shower and after i dry off, i use the scented body oul he likes. I put my work clothes in the laundry and change into my cutest outfit. I love how i look in these clothes. Now that i am all pretty and ready for my Master to come home, i return to the kitchen, set the timer and put dinner in the oven. "That's 45min to cook, plus 5 minutes for Master... should be right" it was always a game of mine to have the timer go off at just the right time.
I see his car pull up and i wait by the door. I open the door for him when he gets close. I help him hang up his hat and coat, then i help with his bag. He gives me a big hug, then i lead him to the bedroom where he takes me, bent over the bed for him. It doesn't take too long, it's a destress for him, but i still enjoy it. Not long after that, the oven timer goes off. I leave to pull dinner out of the oven before using the restroom to clean myself.
After dinner we sit and talk about our days. He goes first, then he asks me about my day. After some talking, he plays some video games, watches TV and it's time for bed. He takes me into the bedroom, my second reward for being good today, he makes love to me. He takes his time, driving my body like a violinist plays a violin that is precious to him. I feel my spirit float above me as i use every focus of my body to please him the way he is pleasing me, until there is only white, then red, the black and we are left panting and holding each other tightly.
Once we calm down and heart rates return to normal, we clean ourselves up, make order of the bed and cuddle close until we fall asleep.
Then, i wake up.
