Hotel Play.

He asks me if I'm ready to serve more of his friends.  And I respond with a "I trust you."  Hours later, he texts me a time and location.

"Yes sir.  Will you be there?"
"I want to be sooooo mean and not tell you. But yes I will be there. Be mentally prepared."
"Thank you for telling me."
"Kisses.  And you did great the other night and you will do great tomorrow. No getting down on yourself."
"Yes sir."

Soon after he asks if I am excited and I tell him I am but I'm also nervous.  He says he wants me calm and happy.

"I am always happy to be with you.  As for calm, once I adjust to where I am, I should be fine."
"Good girl."

"Make sure your ass is clean and ready. Actually go in early, go to a sex store, buy a butt plug.  I will pay for it. A nice size one. And have it in your clean ass when you show up. If you see anything else in the store you like send me a picture."

As I prepared to go out that night, I underestimated how much time it would take so I was running a little late.  I figured out how to get to one of the more decent sex stores and got there.  I didn't know where to start so I asked one of the girls working for some help.  I picked out the one that I thought would be the right fit.  I paid and took a look at a couple other things in the store.  I took a picture of a couple things.  I left and tried to grab a cab and I was very unsuccessful.  I started walking towards the bar I knew was single stall.  It was crowded which I expected given the time.  I found the bathroom and thankfully it was free.  I opened the box to the butt plug and opened the single use lube I had gotten.  As I lubed my bottom and the butt plug, I heard a knock at the bathroom door and laughed at myself.  I couldn't believe that I was putting in a butt plug in a bathroom of a bar that I frequent at the request of him.  I got it in and every move I made I felt it.  I texted him and told him I'm going to be a couple minutes late, and he was okay with it.  I attempted to grab another cab, but failed again and walked over to the hotel.

Inside the hotel was packed, and I did not see him.  I sat down by the elevators and about 10 minutes later he found me.  He had me lock my arm on his and we walked closer to the hotel bar.

"Are you okay with waiting here for a couple minutes while I go find my friends?"

I told him I was and I stood by one of the plants.  A short while later, he came back with a backpack and the key to the hotel room.

"I forgot my bag in the car, I had to go get it."

He took my hand and we walked to the elevators to the room.  As we stood by the elevators, he grew impatient because they were taking a while.  The crowd going to the club was large and security made sure that they weren't crowding the area.  He leaned in and gave me a deep kiss, which I wasn't expecting.  The elevators came and we got in.  He asked me how I was doing and I said I was nervous.  He responded with, "I want you calm."

We got to the 5th floor and I followed his lead.  He gives me a time line of what is to happen.  I have 20 minutes to relax and do what I need to do.  I am to put my blindfold on and kneel on the floor at the corner of the bed waiting for whoever is coming,  When s/he enters the room, I am to do what s/he says.

"Do you want a quick spanking before I go?"
"Yes sir."

He has me take my pants down and I quickly do.  He gives me a quick 5 minute spanking and he leaves me to be.  After about 20 minutes, I get in position and put my blindfold on.  Every sound I hear has me jumping out of my skin because I don't know what to expect.  I finally hear the hotel door click and I know someone has entered the room.

To be continued...

Rushing Endorphins.

As I knelt in front of him, he asked

"What do you want?"
"To not think."

He kicks me down the to floor.  I'm surprised, because it wasn't what I was expecting.  I'm facing away from him so all I can here is him shuffling around.  All I feel next is his belt across my bottom.  He hits me a couple more times and I scream out.

"Sir, it hurts..."
"You said you didn't want to think."

He continues beating me.  I contemplate throwing my hands back to cover myself, but I know better.  So I just lay on the floor and squirm.  Trying to block out the pain I hold onto my hands.  He stops, lays on top of me and starts biting by back. I bite myself hard in two places to try and get my concentration elsewhere but it doesn't work. I scream out, before I know it I'm saying no.

"Did I just hear a 'no' come out of your mouth?"

He get back to beating with his belt.  I scream out and after a couple more whacks, I don't feel anything anymore.  He continues to belt me and I'm silent and numb.  Then all of a sudden, I feel the bite of the belt on the side of my leg and it wakes me up. I moan out again.

"Do you want a break or more?"
"More please."

He grabs the paddle and tells me that he will stop when I ask him to stop.  He continues to spank me with the paddle. After a while passes, I start begging him to stop.  He does.

Bed Time.

While he was finishing up some work at his desk, I cuddled up in a huge comfy leather chair with a book.  I read a couple chapters but I felt my eyes getting heavy and I started dozing off.  He saw me out of the corner of his eye and got up.

"Babe, it's late.  Come on, let's put you to bed." he said as he reached his hand out.

In a daze, I reached for his hand and followed him to our bed.  I change and put on one of his tee's and crawled under the covers.  He sat down and kissed me on the forehead and said, "I'm just going to finish up a couple things, I'll be back in a little."

"But I wanted to go to bed with you.  If you have more work to do, I can read a little more with you then we can go to bed together." I say.

"No, you were barely keeping your eyes open before.  You haven't been sleeping much lately.  I want you to go to bed now.  Don't you dare stay up." He says as he tucks me in and then he leaves back to his office.

I realize I can't fall back asleep so I reach for my phone to check my emails.  There are more than a couple, so I delete some and as I'm replying back to the last one, he walks into the room.

He clears his throat and says "Didn't I tell you not to stay up?"

I look up and say "Yes, but I couldn't fall back asleep..."

He goes to turn on the light, and I pull the blanket over my head.

"You've been tossing and turning the past couple of nights.  And on that phone of your's a lot in bed because you can't fall asleep."

I'm frustrated and I don't want to talk, so I flip over to my stomach and bury my face into my pillow.  As tears fill my eyes, I try not to make a sound.

"Well, if you won't talk to me, I'll just spank it out of you." he declares.

"No, you can't.  I won't let you.  I refuse.  I am not in the mood for a spanking.  I didn't even do anything wrong." I bark back at him from under the covers.

He responds with, "Actually, I asked you nicely to go to bed and you didn't.  I wasn't asking because you need to be told when to go to bed, but because I knew you've been having trouble lately sleeping and I thought you'd just listen to me and actually go to bed.  So yes, you defied me.  Therefore, I will spank you.  And you are being quite bratty, if I do say so myself."

I knew he was right.  But I had no intention of making it easy for him.  I cocooned myself in the blanket.  I heard him sigh and shuffle around.  Then I feel him sit on the bed.

"I know you don't want this spanking, but you're going to get it anyway.  So by the count of three, I want you to get out from under those covers and positive yourself over my lap.  One. Two. Three."

I don't budge. I know what he asked, but stress from work is eating at me and spanking isn't going to cure it.  I know. As I think about work, I get overwhelmed and I start sniffling.  Because I'm deep in thought, I don't realize he has practically fought through the covers to get me.  I see his hand so I give up and come out from under the covers.

"Over my lap." He says sternly.  Even with tears in my eyes, he's unwavering because I didn't talk to him before.  So I position myself over his lap.  He pulls my panties down to my knees and spanks me with his hand.  I start to whimper and squirm.  My hand makes its way back to cover my ass. And he clears his throat.  "You know better." he says.  As I move my hand, with the hand he's not using, he grabs my wrist and pins my arm behind my back.

"25, hard ones with the hair brush.  I want you to count each one and say 'I will go to bed at a decent time.' after each one."
"Yes, sir."

He starts and I cry out.  By the 15th one, I am blubbering and my sentences are barely coherent. "It just hurts so much.  I'm sorry for not listening to you.  Please sir, can you stop.  I've learned my lesson." I say while sobbing.  He stops and rubs me and I cringe.  I'll definitely be feeling this tomorrow.  I calm down as he continues to rub me.

"Hey, put your head on that pillow and lay on your stomach so I can continue to rub your bottom."  I do as he says but I don't look at him.  "Oh and face me." he says as I was about to face away from him.  I don't look at his face and tears begin to fall again.  He wipes away my tears with the pads of his thumbs, and says "Shhh, I know, you're high strung from work.  But staying up all night isn't going to help you out.  It's just going to wear you down. Just try to get some rest."  As he says that, I move close to him and put my head against his chest.  As he gently rubs my bottom, I slowly drift into a deep sleep.

30 Seconds.

I got to his place and I sent him a text.

"Here."

He didn't respond but a few minutes later, I heard him buzz me in.  I walked up the stairs and he opened the door.

"Hi."
"Hi."
"Put your stuff down over there. Grab a drink from the fridge.  Or if you want a real drink, make one."
"No, I have to drive later."

I put down my bag and jacket and take off my blazer. And I get a bottle of water from the fridge.  I walk into his room and he's watching tv.  He looks over at me and walks towards me.  After some kissing, there's a long hug, after a few seconds I relax.  He grabs the base of my hair and pulls my head back and it makes me so wanton for him.  He nibbles on my ear and I moan out.  But then I see a look in his eye.  He puts his hand against my neck and starts to choke me.  Slowly, he pushes me up against the closet wall and let's go.  He then starts again and slowly I start to rise to my tippy toes, trying to escape  but I don't succeed.  I almost start gasping and he lets go of my throat.  He slaps me across the face several times and I hate it.  My ears stop ringing and he straightens his arm, looks at me straight in the eyes and he puts his right hand tightly around my neck.  I feel myself giving out.  When I start to come back I see him looking at me and I'm laying on the floor.

"Welcome back.  How long did you think you were out for?"

He asks and I blink my eyes a couple times and he says

"5 seconds, 30 seconds, a minute?"

I couldn't tell, so I respond with a minute.

"You were out for about 30 seconds." he says with a huge smile on his face.

"Lay there and rest for a little, I'll right be back."

First Drop.

We've been in this relationship for just over 3 months and it's my very first time feeling this way. I don't know if this is what sub drop is exactly about, but I think this is it.  I feel sick, needy, tired, and so unsure of how to feel about the session last night.  I just want to crawl up into a ball and throw a blanket over my head, which is probably what I'm going to do.

Last night, I was so happy and so fine. But it was much different than it had been before.  And of course, I choose to pick the hardest communication line with him when I should be using a more direct line of communication because I don't know how to explain myself. Not to mention he has a lot on his plate, but he did manage to get back to me not to long ago. Even when I am so unsure, I don't get how his response grounds me so much.  I guess that's why I've stuck with him.

I've made plans with my best friend to try to help with the drop because she is the person I want to be with when I want to be alone.  She is my rock.  So, eating yummy things and hanging out with the one person who knows the ins and outs of me should help me ease this.

-edit-
I'm still feeling pretty lousy, but he has reassured me several times this morning with texts.
It makes me feel loads better.  I guess time needs to pass.

His Friends.

It's now been a couple months since I've been S' sub. A while back, he had asked me if I wanted to serve his friends.  Being the person I am, it took a long time for me to answer the question.  I finally agreed and I talked to the girl for a while and a date was set.

She had told me just to ring the buzzer when I got to the apartment. So I did.  

S had texted me earlier.

"When are you meeting with them?"
"7:30."

"Are you ready?"
"That's a good question."

"How are you feeling?"
"Nervous."

As I was walking up to the third floor, my nerves were getting the best of me.  I almost stopped and turned around.  But she had been so nice and made me feel so comfortable when we met, I couldn't do that to her.  And I didn't want to disappoint S. So I took a breather and knocked on the door.  She answered and let me in.

I met him for the first time and it was also the first time I got a look at what he looked like.  Very handsome.  He took my coat and asked if I wanted anything to drink.  I asked for a glass of red wine and he went to pour me a glass.  

"Oh, take a seat." They both said.

I sat at one end of the couch and she sat at the other, leaving room for him to sit in the middle.  He handed me my glass and I thanked him.  Still not knowing what to expect, I slowly sipped on my wine and we began talking a little.  At first just general questions then more into the kink we do.

"So tell me about some of the things you've done with S."
"Uh...everything"
"So shy."

"Just start off with one thing."

"Hmm."
"Well when was the last time you saw him?"
"Yesterday.  So it's not hard to come up with something.  He blindfolded me yesterday."

"Ah that must have been fun."
"Yes, very."

Conversation started to cease and we all got busy.

Silk Scarf.

"Kneel." He says as he throws a pillow from the bed onto the floor.

He walks over with a silk scarf in his had and before he put it on, I knew it was about to blindfold me.  He ties the scarf over my eyes.

"Can you see anything?
"No sir."
"Good."

After some play...

"Lay down on the floor. You can use the pillow on your head."

I hear his shuffling around and then I hear him say...

"How many people do you think are in this room?"
"Uh, one?"
"So besides me, there's only one?"

I try listen harder to feet shuffling around, and I can't tell.

"Well two, if you count me..."
"Hahaha. How are you going to please my friends?"

At that very moment I froze.  We had talked about this, but I didn't think it was coming any time soon. I started to stutter and my palms started to get sweaty.

"Do you want them to take your mouth or your pussy?"
"I... Uh..."

With that he spit into my mouth, so I knew he was by my head.  All I could think was how much I didn't want to disappoint him.

"Answer the question."
"In my mouth sir."
"Good. Oh, there's no one else in this room.  It's just me and you today."

With that last sentence I was flooded with relief.  He undid my blindfold and had a big grin on his face.  And all I could do was stare at him in relief.