I haven't seen S in 5 weeks. We're both swamped. My birthday is coming up, so I asked for a birthday spanking for the next time I see him. I think he has other plans for my birthday though. But honestly, all I want is a spanking from him and to serve him.
5 weeks have gone by and it's honestly been rough for me at times. I let him know every so often and he does try to ease me. This past week, he asked when I was free and after I responded, he didn't get back to me. 3 days ago, I sent him an email with some feelings and thoughts. I didn't blog about the one night we had about 2 months ago. I don't know if I ever will. But it was a seriously limit pushing night. And up until the other day, I wasn't over it. But with some self-realization and a lot of thought put into it, I'm finally okay. I let him know along with a couple other petulant thoughts I had. His responded to everything I wrote out, which is unlike him. He's more of a talker in person than in writing, unlike me. He, then, ended it with "You are a great sub. Relax." Which puts my mind completely at easy.
Sunday, July 27, 2014
Thursday, July 3, 2014
In Between
My life, with an addition to a new full-time job, has gotten so extremely busy. Working nights makes it even harder to do everything I want. I saw S on 2 Thursday's ago, so here's a recap of our night.
I pick him up from the train station and we are both exhausted.
"I'm so tired, I'm not going to be a great dom tonight."
"That's fine."
"I can lay in bed and you can suck my cock."
"Okay."
"There's a parking spot right there."
"Oh perfect."
"Are you saying I'm perfect?"
"Yeah, sure."
"You're patronizing me."
We walk up into his place and I put my stuff down. He says hi to his fish. I follow him around his place for a little. We end up in his bedroom. He lays down and puts the tv on and I settle down between his legs and start giving him a blow job. As he grows harder and harder in my mouth, it gets me excited and so wanton. After a short period of time, he asks if I've been sleeping around with anyone lately and I tell him no. I continue to give him great head.
"When did you last touch yourself?"
"The other night."
"What were you thinking about?"
"Getting spanked."
"Take your clothes off. Stand up over there and touch yourself. Under no circumstances are you to stop."
I stand up and do as he says. He asks if I came when I touched myself the other day. I tell him that I did. He has me lay over the side of the bed with my feet on the floor.
"Do not stop touching yourself."
"Yes sir."
He starts spanking me and I don't stop touching myself. He asks if I want more and I say yes. He asks with an implement or with his hand and I ask for more of his hand. He gives me more and stops. I hear him rummaging through his dresser and I hear him rip open a condom. He positions my hips to where he wants me and he enters me from behind. I can't stop moaning because it feels completely amazing. Not long after, I ask him if I can come and he allows me to. He asks if I want more and I say yes. I feel lube drip onto my asshole and I know he's going to enter my behind. I brace myself. He re-positions me and he enters me slowly from behind. I moan out because it feels so amazing. He starts pounding me and what feels like moments later I'm begging to come again. Meanwhile, I haven't stopped touching myself and I feel myself getting even wetter. I continue begging and he tells me to come, and I come extremely hard.
I lay on the bed for a couple minutes then I excuse myself to the bathroom. When I walk back, I see him touching himself, and I know he wants me to tell him a story. I brace myself. I give him a hot story and he comes fast.
He asks if I wanted to spend the night, I think about it for a hot second because we haven't seen each other too often but I made plans for Friday morning and I won't crush plans because of him. So I told him I wasn't. He asked me if I was okay to leave. From the rush of endorphin and the bit or soreness from the rough sex, I tell him I'll stay for a little. He falls asleep and I end up taking a cat nap. I give him a kiss good night and I leave a couple hours later.
I pick him up from the train station and we are both exhausted.
"I'm so tired, I'm not going to be a great dom tonight."
"That's fine."
"I can lay in bed and you can suck my cock."
"Okay."
"There's a parking spot right there."
"Oh perfect."
"Are you saying I'm perfect?"
"Yeah, sure."
"You're patronizing me."
We walk up into his place and I put my stuff down. He says hi to his fish. I follow him around his place for a little. We end up in his bedroom. He lays down and puts the tv on and I settle down between his legs and start giving him a blow job. As he grows harder and harder in my mouth, it gets me excited and so wanton. After a short period of time, he asks if I've been sleeping around with anyone lately and I tell him no. I continue to give him great head.
"When did you last touch yourself?"
"The other night."
"What were you thinking about?"
"Getting spanked."
"Take your clothes off. Stand up over there and touch yourself. Under no circumstances are you to stop."
I stand up and do as he says. He asks if I came when I touched myself the other day. I tell him that I did. He has me lay over the side of the bed with my feet on the floor.
"Do not stop touching yourself."
"Yes sir."
He starts spanking me and I don't stop touching myself. He asks if I want more and I say yes. He asks with an implement or with his hand and I ask for more of his hand. He gives me more and stops. I hear him rummaging through his dresser and I hear him rip open a condom. He positions my hips to where he wants me and he enters me from behind. I can't stop moaning because it feels completely amazing. Not long after, I ask him if I can come and he allows me to. He asks if I want more and I say yes. I feel lube drip onto my asshole and I know he's going to enter my behind. I brace myself. He re-positions me and he enters me slowly from behind. I moan out because it feels so amazing. He starts pounding me and what feels like moments later I'm begging to come again. Meanwhile, I haven't stopped touching myself and I feel myself getting even wetter. I continue begging and he tells me to come, and I come extremely hard.
I lay on the bed for a couple minutes then I excuse myself to the bathroom. When I walk back, I see him touching himself, and I know he wants me to tell him a story. I brace myself. I give him a hot story and he comes fast.
He asks if I wanted to spend the night, I think about it for a hot second because we haven't seen each other too often but I made plans for Friday morning and I won't crush plans because of him. So I told him I wasn't. He asked me if I was okay to leave. From the rush of endorphin and the bit or soreness from the rough sex, I tell him I'll stay for a little. He falls asleep and I end up taking a cat nap. I give him a kiss good night and I leave a couple hours later.
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