Life

My day off.

We agreed we needed different things at the moment. Master wasn’t planning to come over to have a meal, to talk or D/s.  So, I didn’t expect Him.

In having the day scheduled for myself; no work, no obligations, no Dominant…I slept in fully and awoke to a beautiful sunny day.

Wandered out to make coffee, read some blogs, talked to a friend in Europe, stripped and remade the bed, took a shower and felt horny.

With the drapes pulled open and the sun cascading in – stretching out on clean sheets would be amazing, but I would use a towel to catch any fluids.

What was I feeling?
Hood, cock gag, mini-clothes pins, anal plug, two vibrators.

First to go in was the anal plug – so I could see what I was doing and wash my hands, thoroughly. Then, I put the hood and gag on.

Spread out on the bed, open to the eyes of NYC, I played with my nipples and placed a mini-clip on each.

Using lube to generate more wetness below, I inserted the yellow vibrator into my pussy. The motion tickled the anal plug caused me to become wetter and when I touched the second vibrator to my clit it took no time for me to orgasm violently enough to shoot the anal plug out.

I lay in the sun, absorbing its warmth until I decided that I would try to orgasm a second time, later in the day.

Toys, plug and gag cleaned up. I wrapped the towel around my naked body to wander the apartment. More coffee, text messages, phone calls, toes wiggling in the sun, a couple of really ripe Italian plums.

On the way to the bathroom to rinse off the plum juice, the bed was still bathed in sunlight, completely inviting.

All the items drying in the bathroom were ready to be used again.

Re-inserting the anal plug was easier because I was open. No hood, or mini-clips. Wet, I knelt and spread into my presentation position. Inserting the long vibrator into my pussy, I shorted the circuit signals to my brain, fluttering between anal sex and doggy style. Orgasming the second time was fast and violent as the first.

Toys and plug cleaned, a second rinse in the shower, lotion and robe wrapped around me, I received a text from Master. “I’m coming over.”

Which made me wet a third time.

For Master, I will wait kneeling in the nude at the door.
I will offering Him my breasts, pussy and ass in our ritual for shifting to D/s.
I won’t put a towel down on the bed — just the fresh sheets, open arms and whatever He wants me to do.

We may not always see eye to eye on Life. But in D/s and sex – we always come back together and share fully.

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