Master is stopping in for a couple hours before he leaves.
I get bonding and cuddling today. Yay!
Maybe have a little chat about this "thread" post.
So happy I get to see him before he leaves.
I'm 52 years old, and my Master is 41. I've never been with someone as young as him nor have I been with a Master who so easily reaches inside of me. In fact he has reached a part of me no one else has. He has given me more than I ever imagined he would.
I realized this yesterday and with all the different dynamics I have experienced I've never felt like this.
Master took me to a certain level of subspace on Tuesday. My connection to him grew immensely. The hold he has on me is so different than any dynamic I've had.
When he was leaving, I always watch from the door and when he gets in his vehicle I turn away so I don't see him actually driving away.
Ok here's the tricky part of trying to express what I felt.
When I turned away from the door it was like this.
A loose thread, you pull on it instead of cutting it. Pulling and pulling, the thread bunches up the material and then suddenly it let's go and the whole thread comes out and the material goes back to normal.
It took me until today to figure out this feeling. When he left, I started moving back into my existence without him, but it was a slow process, like the bunching of the material. Then I was completely back to myself, the thread let go and came completely out of the material.
What was that thread?
My submission.
What did the bunching of material signify?
Gathering my submissive spirit into one place.
Why did it let go of the material, not breaking?
The releasing of that space but not releasing from the relationship.
Where did that thread go?
He took my physical submission with him until he is back with me and weaves it back into me but does not tie it off.
Am I crazy to feel this way. To feel that he took my submissive spirit with him.
I've never had this feeling before. I'm not feeling empty or tattered from that thread not being in place. I'm happy because it's in a safe and secure place.
When I talk to him I feel it, I move to that place of wanting to serve. I think of him often. But I'm different, like my submission doesn't exist without him.
I've never given this power to any person in my life. What is it about him that does this? I'll find out one day I'm sure. It's just so different and kind of scares me a little because I don't want to lose myself in him completely.
My King always let's me know when he is almost to my place. I get ready, sometimes hours before he gets here. But there's always that 10-15 minutes he'll warn of his arrival.
He always gives me orders beforehand. How to dress, where to greet him. What toys to lay out. The rules of how to touch him or not touch him. Things that a slave or submissive would like...😁...things that would get me mentally and physically aroused.
Yesterday was a little more, took me deeper than I have been in about 20 years. Since my first Male Dom. The thing about this depth he took me to has nothing to do with bondage, impact play, or pain. He tapped into that deep desire I have to show my submissive servitude.
The depth was from the power exchange, the respect, the rules, the mental/emotional rush, the incredible sexual pleasure that no man or woman has ever given me.
Yesterday was amazing in every way. I never thought it would turn out the way that it did. The intense pleasure that I experienced.
Master ordered me to be kneeling at the door with just my hose and heels on. Door open but screen door closed. People can see me from the street if they looked. Collar, nipple and clit clamps, vibrating butt plug and lube, and cock ring sitting on the table.
He gave me instructions before he got there, if I didn't abide by those then he would torture me with the wand on the highest setting. I wasn't allowed to touch him until he allowed me to. Only with my mouth which would be around his cock. Allowed to touch him only to undress him. He knows it's hard for me not to touch him, and he knows I've always want to undress him like that. So he took one thing but gave another.
I was nervous and excited all morning. I hadn't heard from him until about an hour before he came over. But, the plan was for him to come play.
He finally told me he was only a few minutes away. I opened the inside door and knelt watching for him. Soaked pussy, I could feel the wetness drip from me, and I could feel myself moving into subspace more deeply.
When he walked in I felt almost shy. But so very eager to please him. He unzipped his pants and pulled out his hard cock so he could feel my mouth around him. He is always hard when he walks in my door.
He told me to stand so he could inspect me. To feel how wet and ready I was for him. He attached my collar and it made me weaken even more. Sucked each of my nipples then instructed me to kneel again and he shoved his cock into my throat making me gag.
His cock in my mouth, I removed his boots.
His cock in my mouth, I unbuckled his belt and removed his pants.
His cock still in my mouth I removed his socks.
He allowed me to suck him and enjoy his taste as he fucked my mouth slowly.
His rock hard cock in my mouth I removed his shirt as best I could.
Then I'm instructed to stand. Pushing me toward the table, and I feel his cock push between my wet lips. I laid my chest on the table so he could have better access to my pussy. He slowly pushed inside me, feeling him stretch me.
He had teased me with only a few thrusts inside of my soaked pussy. I could feel that pressure, that need coming on, as he teased my clit with his hand. Spanking my ass several times. Begging to cum already, thinking I'd be allowed to cum but from all the intensity of wanting to get fucked harder and deeper I squirted at the same time I had the first orgasm of our play date and wet the pillow and floor.
No Master, Mistress, or Dominant, man or woman, has aroused me so completely like he does. No one has ever made me squirt so quick or easy.
We moved to the couch, allowed me to suck his cock as he stood in front of me. Still not allowed to touch him except for his balls. Fucking my mouth, his hands, grabbing my hair. Pushing deep, my throat closing around him as I gagged. Tasting the almost sweet taste of his precum.
He tells me to lay down as he kneels between my legs and plays with my clit, pushing his big cock deep and that pressure is building again. I need to cum, and he allows but I don't only cum, I squirt again. Wetting the blanket beneath me. I was amazed that it happened again.
He sat me up and put the nipple clamps on me. The little bit of pain went straight to my clit and almost caused another orgasm without thinking but I behaved.
He laid back and I stretched the cock ring around his already thick rock hard cock. As I guided it to the base of him I followed with my mouth. Sucking and licking him. Feeling him thicken more. He allowed me to worship his gorgeous cock. My King feels so perfect in my mouth, has the length to gag me when I try take all of him.
I rubbed my clamped nipple against the couch while worshipping him and I cry out. He sits up and removes one and sucks as I groan with pain and pleasure, he rubs it as he removes the other and licks then sucks and I tell him that I love the pain it causes.
Laying back, my heels scrapping the wall. My King has the thickness to stretch my pussy. And as he moves, thrusts inside of me and I tell him that he rubs that sweet spot just inside of me when he moves a certain way. He knows how to fuck me so perfectly. Using the anal vibrator on my clit brings me close. But pulls out and I groan with need.
Shoving his fingers inside of me, then his thumb, rolling my clit between his fingers, feeling his, oh my god, so...so talented tongue as he puts pressure on my clit, sucks so lightly. And I'm going to cum, feeling that same pressure and I know, but don't believe that he is going to make me squirt again. Just as I ask permission, he denies me, and I beg again, and he allows as I soak us again just as he raises his head away and rubs my pussy hard as I cum.
He's fucking me again, my body so hot, my mind so wildly needing him as I move against him, my hips raising up to feel him against my swollen clit and he pulls out, grabs an ice cube pushing it inside of me, my muscles reacting and he pushes his cock deep inside, thrusting, the cold of the ice cube and the heat of his cock is amazing, he shoves another one inside of me and fucks me more. I've never had that experience before and I loved it. He is not ready to cum yet. He wants to fulfill both our needs completely.
We sit back, I grab an ice cube, putting it in my mouth, slowly sucking his cock, using my tongue to move the ice cube around his shaft...wanting him to feel the directness of the ice. After it melts, too quickly for my needs. I remove the the cock ring and massage his balls.
We watch an erotic video as he recuperates a little from the ring, we talk about how it affects us. Then I start stroking him, sucking him, and he's rock hard again.
The little break, barely a couple minutes at a time...when I am told to sit up he grabs the lube and drips it on my tits and rubs it between them. Moves closer to me and fucks my tits. But, he wanted to feel my pussy and sits down, I squat onto him with my back towards him, guiding him, and I feel him slide inside my tight pussy.
He pushes me off and stands. Tells me to grab a condom and I know...my last hole that has remained untouched today is going to be used. He didn't instruct me to have it ready so I rush to get one. None of my Doms have used my ass as a means of pleasure, only as a way of either marking me to bind our dynamic or as punishment. I want to please him, I want to show him I am obedient. As he put the condom on I knelt on the edge of the couch to wait for him to enjoy the tightness of me.
He moves my legs closer together. I feel the lube dripping on my ass. Being rubbed into me. Then he slowly pushes, a little, then more and I feel the stretch and the pain. He pushes deeper and starts to thrust slow at first. He pulls out and then pushes in again. He pulls out to look at how he has stretched me and how wet he's making my pussy again. Pushes deeper and I ask to play with my clit and he allows. I almost cum and he feels me twitching. But my focus is too much on how he feels in my ass. I want to feel him, I want to concentrate on his pleasure. To feel his every inch. He fucks me harder, pulling my hair. I could hear the pleasure in his moans.
Then he asks where do you want me to cum. And I beg, in my pussy please Master. He pulls out and orders me to the bedroom as he removes the condom.
With my hose and heels still on I lay on my back, open my long legs for him. And he pushes deep. Thrusting, and I feel my final orgasm for the day come with him as he groans, throbs, moans, grows, and releases deep inside my pussy.
My Master is so handsome, more so when he cums, seeing the pleasure on his face, the release of tension and stress. And so love that smile he always gives me when he's done.
He lays beside me and I have to clean him with my mouth and tongue. He tastes so perfect. Then I feel him drip from me and reality starts taking shape. I go clean myself. We start moving into our routine. He showers and I place his clothes ready for him.
He takes me in his arms and I feel that little burst, the bit of drop, because he will be leaving me for work again soon. I cry but hold back because I don't want to upset him. I tell him I'm fine. I am fine. He gives me more of himself than anyone ever has and that comforts me. For being together for such a short time he has moved my body and mind farther than anyone ever has.
I love our chats at the door before he leaves. Tells me things he doesn't have to tell me. Makes me feel important to him.
Then I watch my handsome Master walk to his vehicle, that nice ass and sexy stride, makes me want him to turn back and come fuck me one more time.
[I have to add this...my King, my handsome Master has made me squirt more times in one day than I did in the 30+ years I've been actively having kinky sex. It's not only from the incredible way he arouses me, but from the subspace that he puts me in.]
Still recuperating. Mind still not completely focused...both mind and body needs total rest.
Haven't dropped like I thought I was going to. I was ready for it though. Took CBD oil and Vitamin C then I had curled up on the couch with; blanket, pillows, pop and candy. Binge watched the new series Evil...love scifi or supernatural shows.
Now it's time for bed. He gave me a t-shirt to sleep in and it smells just like him! My King will be in my dreams again.
Good night.
Master did come by. I'm barely moving, he exhausted me! He did things to me, and things happened that amazed me and honestly now that I think of it more, kind of shocks me a little. I'm so weak, feels like I ran a marathon. I'm so exhausted I can barely type this out. Every moment was incredible! I'm in heaven. When I've gained my strength and can once again think clearly...lol...I'll post a little more details. If not tonight, then tomorrow. My King was incredible!
Such a beautiful day here in the North. Brisk wake you up chill, with sun shining. I'm not a big "cold climate" type. I lived in Missouri for 10 years and would much prefer that temperature in the fall/winter. But I am home and home is chilly/cold this time of year.
I'm trying to decide what to do if Master can't make it today.
Finished cleaning the house. Doesn't take long to clean my little home. I do it daily, sometimes twice a day so it's normally very clean.
There is still yard work that needs to be done so once the sun warms things up perhaps I'll do some outdoor chores.
I'm a crafter. Crocheted, bead, sew...my daughter has this idea of making baskets for certain family members for Christmas. With homemade baked goods and crafty stuff. So guess who she included in her idea. That might be an idea for today. Go through my craft bins and books.
But...I'm still hoping I'll be kneeling at the door today. Naked, waiting for inspection, and serving my handsome Master!
I go through periods of where I want to write down my feelings but can't find the right words. Not that I'm having issues or problems. I just don't have the desire to write.
Master hasn't been here for 5 days and I miss him. He got called away to work. At some point I'll follow just so we can have more time but right now our relationship is working. We may not get to see one another as often as we would like, but we are always in contact when he's away. He may stop in today if he has the time. I hope he does because I need to serve him. Need to look him in the eye and feel his arms around me.
I'm ready to serve him...with every fiber in my being. Soon, if not today then tomorrow, or the next. I will always cherish the moments he has for me.
Unsure if it's the site or my dumb smart phone...oxymoronic I know.
When I comment on a post it posts it twice. Has anyone else been having this issue, whether on their smartphone or other devices?
My King is Sagittarius and I am Pisces, there is no in between for either of us.