Master's Slave for the Afternoon

I spent the afternoon before the Halloween party serving as Master’s slave. Sadly, as always, we ended I spent the afternoon before the Halloween party serving as Master’s slave. Sadly, as always, we ended up with less time to devote to deviance than we would have liked. Master had a task planned for me that would have earned me my own pet pillow, but did not have the time to engage me in it. So I remain a pet without her own soft pillow.

After dropping our daughter off with her grandparents for the night, Master had me remove my bra and change into a thin cotton T-shirt he had required me to bring. The fabric was so thin the outline of my nipples and new installed nipple rings were clearly visible. He then took me to the pet store where I was allowed to pick out my own doggie dish and a new chain link leash.

When we arrived home Master had me disrobe and kneel before him in our bedroom as he affixed my collar and new leash around my neck. Next he attached the nipple clamps to my nipple rings and threaded the chain through the O ring of the collar. Finally, he buckled my wrist and ankle cuffs around each extremity. At last, I was a properly adorned slave. I was then led by the leash on all fours down to the den.

Once in the den, Master informed me that I would have to earn my own pet pillow, and for now I would have to use the bed belonging to our Akita/German Shepherd. The first task I was given was to remove all the dog toys from the bed…not with my hands, but with my mouth. This wasn’t so terribly bad. I was able to perform the task quickly and well for Master.

Afterwards, he kindly asked if I would like a drink to wash the dog hair from my mouth. When I replied that I would, he led me on all fours into the kitchen (linoleum is an extremely HARD surface on one’s knees in case you have never crawled across your own kitchen floor) where there was a doggie bowl full of my favorite beverage…Diet Mountain Dew. I obediently lowered my head and lapped it up like a good girl, my pussy throbbing between my legs.


I was then led back into the den and ordered to curl up on the doggie bed. My beloved Master then took the flogger to my exposed ass. What I did not know was that Master had been studying technique and had discovered how to strike me with the tips of the flogger producing a distinctive stinging sensation. He flicked the flogger across my naked ass over and over until I was writhing about and crying out on the dog bed.





He then went outside to smoke a cigarette (my Jay has take up smoking again with the stress of his job which worries me greatly) with instructions for me to remain there on the dog bed. I laid there and listened to him talking to someone on his cell phone and began to feel the rush of endorphins coursing through my body as a result of Master’s flogging. God but I love that wonderful feeling my Master gives to me.

When Master came back inside he ordered me to go upstairs and get the lotion for massaging his feet. I scurried upstairs, grabbed the lotion, scurried back to set it on the floor and lie back down on the dog bed. Master was in the kitchen getting himself some ice water as I waited.

When he returned he sighed in an irritated manner and exclaimed, “Unbelievable!”

“What is it?” I asked, falling out of my role and thinking perhaps my son had just called wit something annoying to say or ask.

“That’s not the lotion I told you to get. That’s not my lotion,” he informed me as if speaking to a child.

In my haste, I had brought down my own lotion, not thinking to get his eucalyptus scented lotion, and didn’t even realize it until he corrected me. I was given another round with the flogger for my carelessness before being sent upstairs to get the correct lotion.

When I returned, Master was seated on the sofa where I was directed to kneel before him and remove his shoes and socks. When this was done, I carefully placed his bare feet on a towel and prepared to massage him. He stopped me before I could begin with a redirection to suck his cock instead.

I unzipped him and carefully removed his cock as he turned on the TV to watch the Georgia-Florida game. I dutifully licked and sucked as he flipped between football and porn. After 15 minutes or so of pleasuring him orally, I was directed to begin massaging his feet. I massaged his feet and legs, my nipple clamps dangling from my breasts as he continued to watch football and porn.





When his foot massage was done I was made to bend over on all fours and finger my ass as he watched and grew hard. When he had had enough of that, Master placed me over the ottoman and entered my ass. Being his slave, I could only respectfully acquiesce as he pumped in and out of my ass.



After several minutes of pumping, he pulled out, sat down on the sofa and told me to go get something to clean him off so I could suck his cock again. I stared at him dumbfounded. He couldn’t possibly be asking this of me. I had often commented when watching porn how disgusted I was by the scenes of women being fucked in the ass then sucking the same cock that had just come out of their asshole. I swallowed hard and went upstairs to retrieve the things I would need.

My mind raced…I can’t do this…he won’t really make me do this…what is he is serious…I think he is serious. I was near tears before I stopped and refocused. Master has given me a task. I am his slave to use as he sees fit this afternoon. Master would never to anything to harm me, My one purpose this afternoon is to bring pleasure to Master.

I then methodically gathered the things I would need…warm soapy washcloth, dry towel, baby wipes. I would have poured alcohol over his cock if I thought I could have gotten away with it!!

I went downstairs, kneeled before him, and washed his cock and balls with the washcloth, dried them, thoroughly wiped with the baby wipes and dried again. Now was my moment of truth…I kneeled there, head lowered, just looking at his cock.

“Suck it, Mimi,” he growled.

I lowered my head to his crotch and stopped just short of his cock. Despite my little pep talk to myself upstairs, I still hesitated to take him in my mouth. He placed his hand on the back of my head and shoved me the rest of the way down.

I opened my mouth to his cock and sucked weakly. Master grabbed me by the hair, pulled my head up and slapped my face.

“I said suck my cock,” he bellowed.

I took him in my mouth again and did my best to overcome my disgust and suck him properly. I got a few more slaps to the side of the face as I sucked to encourage me to perform better.

When Master had had enough fun with that exercise, he mercifully ordered me to lie on the dog bed and masturbate. I gratefully complied as he watched and snapped photos.



When I was wet and writhing about for his cock, he knelt before me and entered my needy pussy. We rocked and moaned together, my hands on my breasts playing with my nipple rings. I bucked my hips up to meet his as he thrust harder and harder until reaching his orgasm inside me.

And that, dear reader, is how I came to be fucked on a dog bed for the first time as Master’s little bitch.

Good Sex is SO Good

Jay and I had the best sex we have had in a while this evening, and it felt so right.

We began by lying in bed kissing in the darkness as he gently tugged at my nipple. My breath soon came faster and faster as my arousal climbed. His fingers found their way down to my tingling clit and slid wetly into my gaping hole. His fingers slid freely in and out as his mouth sucked steadily at my breast. I thrust my hips at him, grinding my clit against his hand as I moaned my pleasure.

I gasped that I wanted my vibrating egg which he refused me as he climbed between my legs. His mouth found its mark on my clit as electricity shot through my body. I pinched and teased one nipple while he reached up to pleasure the other one. His fingers worked my vagina and asshole as he lapped at my clit. I was highly aroused. It didn't take long for me to cum on his hand, panting and moaning.

Little did I know, the best was yet to come. He pulled out the NJoy anal plug and lubed it up before handing it to me. I eagerly slid it into my ass just before he slid inside me.

The feeling was ectasy. We have not played with the anal plug in quite some time and I had allowed myself to forget how erotic it could be. The plug forces my pussy into an even tighter position. Jay's cock rubbed me deliciously with each and every stroke.

My fingers soon found their way down to my again throbbing little clit. I rubbed frantically as my arousal climbed again. My world shrunk down to the pleasure building between my legs, and nothing else. I writhed and moaned as I rubbed and thrust at him, both pussy and ass filled. Again, I came, hard, groaning my pleasure.

Jay flipped me to my side one leg thrown over his shoulder in my still hazy post- orgasmic state and began to pound into me. I braced my hands against the headboard and held on for the ride as he spent himself on me.

Damn but we had great sex tonight!

Afernoon Delight, Evening Pleasure

Yesterday I was feeling achingly aroused all day long. I was keenly aware of my clitoris as it brushed against my clothing each time I shifted in my chair at work. My nipples felt erect and sensitive inside my new push up bra. In short, I had sex on the brain!

As soon as my daughter completed her school work and went down the street to play with friends, I dashed upstairs for a little "me" time with my toys. I came so hard that I pushed one of my toys out of my pussy as it contracted over and over again.

After soothing my ache to a tolerable level with my trusty vibrating egg and rotating rabbit, I found myself engaged in a scintillating chat session with a new friend while preparing dinner. We discussed firm bodied, nubile, young secretaries pleasing their older, more experienced bosses as well as neighbors engaging in dirty fantasies and sloppy oral delights. I was swollen and slippery wet by the end of the conversation. I still await his account today of how he took matters into his own hands at the end of our conversation. I cant wait for the no doubt lustful details.

As should be adundantly obvious,I was ready to attack Jay as soon as the evening's chores were done. I attempted to jump him as soon as we had the little one in bed and the bedroom door firmly closed and locked. However, my poor Jay had had a hard day and understandably needed some down time first. I patiently waited until he had finished watching "Two and a Half Men" then suddenly felt the need to remove my top and "cool off" in our stuffy bedroom. I knew he would be unlikely to summon the will to resist my naked breasts displayed before him begging to be touched. My devious plan worked, and we were soon naked and entangled in each other's arms.

I shoved his head down towards my sorely pulsing sex, and soon moaned and groaned as his tongue worked my clit while one finger sank inside my pussy and another went up my ass. I was so aroused that it took no more than a few minutes before I was writhing on the bed, his head squeezed between my legs, crying out in orgasm.

No sooner had I caught my breath and begun to come to my senses than he lifted my legs over his shoulders and plunged his cock inside me. We groaned together with the pleasure as he plunged in and out between my legs. When he was reaching the edge, he slowed his thrusts, hovering above me, balanced on his well muscled arms as I licked and kissed his chest while he rocked inside me.

As my moans grew more urgent, he lifted my legs over his shoulders again and began to fuck me fast and hard. I managed to roll over on my side , one leg underneath him, the other thrown over his shoulder and whisper, "put a finger in my ass." At that request, he began to fumble in the bedside drawer as I squirmed and mewed, eager to have him inside me again. He came back with my double sided glass dildo, lubed up and ready for insertion into my ass.

I shoved the smooth, slick glass inside my ass as he entered my pussy again. He began to thrust harder and faster as I moaned, "I want both my holes filled, baby. I want a cock in my pussy and a cock in my ass." That sent him over the edge. He groaned softly as he emptied himself inside me.

We lay together afterwards, panting and breathless, giggling at the filth that had just taken place in our bed. Ah, but there's nothing better than that relaxed feeling of being freshly fucked!

My Christmas Bling

I have been remiss in sharing my most sexy Christmas present with you. My dear Jay got me my own little anal rosebud. When he first mentioned it to me months and months ago, I told him that was the silliest thing I had ever heard of, however the idea began to gradually become more and more appealing to me.

My new adornment feels incredible when worn during sex. I am looking forward to the opportuniy in the near future to wear it in public for him!

Animals

This week has been a pretty bad one. It was the week before my period was due to arrive. As I have described in previous posts, since going off the pill in the spring, I seem to have some sort of turbo PMS each month, sinking down into some pretty intense depression and anxiety that subsides as soon as my menses arrives each month. This month was no exception. I was pleased with myself that I even managed to drag myself out of bed each day and go to work when my only desire in life was to pull the covers over my head and not see another living soul.

Poor Jay wants to help, wants to solve the problem for me and feels helpless that he cannot. He also feels deeply frustrated that he gets even less sex during this time than normal. We had a pretty intense conversation about it this weekend in which we each tried to express our perceptions, feelings and frustrations. I intend to take some steps to help myself, and help our marriage in the process.

This morning I woke up feeling much different (a trip to the bathroom would later reveal that my friend, Aunt Flo, had officially arrived). I no longer felt the overwhelming urge to bury my head under the covers and cry. I felt much more clear headed, much less burdened, much more human, and deeply aroused by the scent of my husband still sleeping next to me.

I quietly read my book (The Other Boleyn Girl by Phillipa Gregory which is a delicious read so far, if anyone is interested) and let him continue to snooze for a while. When I could stand it no longer, I snuggled up against his back, spooning him, our legs entwined, my fingers interlaced with his. The feeling was pure bliss. I could have stayed in that position all day if not for my burning need for more.

I began to slowly caress his chest, kissing the back of his neck, breathing in his unique scent that has always both comforted and aroused me. He rolled over and I reached down between his legs and began to stroke his hard cock, pressing it against my thigh as I rubbed. His hand found it's way to my erect nipple and began to pinch as I moaned my pleasure.

I rolled over on my side, my cunt engorged with blood, whispering that I wanted him to rub his cock against my ass. We have not engaged in this particular position in quite some time, but it is a huge turn on for me. To spread my ass cheeks for him, feel him stroking his cock behind me, hear his breath in my ear, anxiously awaiting his hot release all over my ass. God, it gets me hot just to think about it.

We did this for some time, his cock and my ass slathered in lube. I fully expected him to stroke himself until he came all over me. I was a bit confused when he got onto is knees, me still on my side, ass cheeks still spread. In an instant I realized what he meant to do. His swollen cock found its way to the entrance of my asshole and slowly pushed in.

I groaned as my asshole stretched to accomodate him. He began to slowly push in and out as I began to sink into subspace like only a good ass fucking can do for me. Not even the most vicious of beatings can take me to the same place as his cock in my ass.

I was soon panting, writhing beneath him in a mixture of pleasure and pain as he pushed in harder and harder.

"Fuck my ass, Daddy," I moaned.

"Oh I have to do as you say. I have to let you fuck me in the ass," I whispered getting myself more and more worked up.

I pulled the pillows over my head and felt my world shrink around me as I became aware of nothing but the sensations coursing through my body, and my complete submission to the man above me.

"Rub your clit," Daddy ordered as he continued thrusting into my ass.

I placed my hand obediently between my legs and gasped, "Oh, I'm so wet Daddy."

And I was. My clit was slick with my juices. My finger circled my hard clit as Daddy fucked me on and on. He bucked against me as we both emitted gutteral sounds into the room. I couldn't help but observe how animalistic it all was...his scent turning me on, his cock thrusting violently into me, taking what it wanted/needed, the non-verbal sounds spilling from each of us.

"Yes Daddy, fill me up. Cum in my ass Daddy," I begged.

His thrusts impossibly increased in violence. He gripped my hips and plunged violently into my ass, eventually spilling his release inside me, pulling out to finish cuming all over my ass.

Need I say, the rest of our day together has been most wonderfully pleasant?!

A Happy Ride

As I related in my last post, Jay and I enjoyed a nice weekend getaway last weekend filled with sex. One of our hottest encounters occured during the trip down. We had a 6 hour drive, with nothing but time together.

About 3 hours into the drive, Jay instructed me to reach into the bag in the back seat and take out the blindfold and the glass dildo. I was to lay my seat back, put the blindfold on, lift my dress, and fuck myself with the dildo. Like a good little girl, I did exactly as I was told.

My pussy was wet within seconds of placing the blindfold on. The smooth glass of the dildo slid easily into my warm cunt. Jay reached over to pull the top of my dress down to play with my nipples as I fucked myself harder and faster with the glass toy. I have no doubt numerous truckers along our route got quite the little show!

After quite some time of me moaning and writhing as I fucked myself, Jay instructed me to turn the toy around. Again, like a good little girl, I did as I was told. I rubbed the bulbous end against my asshole until I was able to slip just the tip inside. I continued to finger my clit as I slowly worked the toy into my asshole. My whole body tingled with lust as I fucked my ass with the toy and rubbed my hard, wet clit.

"Find somewhere to pull over," I moaned.

Not needing to be told twice, Jay pulled off at the next exit and drove us around in the middle of nowhere until he found a nice wooded area to hide us at the side of the road.

My dress was pulled over my head leaving me fully naked as I got out of the car, squatted in front of Jay, ass still plugged with the toy, and took his cock in my mouth. I licked and sucked as my pussy juices ran down the insides of my thighs.

Before I could finish him, Jay lifted me back up into the car and entered me. My tits bounced up and down as he fucked me fast and hard. Again, before he could finish, he jerked me back out of the car, on my knees in the dirt in front of him and ordered me to suck my cunt juices off him.

I sucked hard, moaning around his swollen cock, as our bodies began to bead with sweat, and mosquitos buzzed about us. I was soon rewarded with a mouthful of his hot, sweet cum. God but I love his taste.

What a perfect beginning to our weekend fuckfest!!!

Her Guest-Pt. 2

She stood there obediently, forming a mental picture of how she must appear to the two men standing behind her. Hands locked around her ankles, long hair grazing the floor, black “fuck me” heels her only clothing, ass and pussy exposed and vulnerable. Humiliation coursed through her as she felt her pussy juices begin to run down the inside of her thigh. She hid her blushing face in the crook of her arm as her pussy grew swollen with desire.

She could hear them exchanging words behind her, witnessed the soft, wet sounds of their cocks being stroked for her. Suddenly Daddy stepped toward her, smacking the insides of her thighs with the crop, and ordering,

“Open your legs. Your guest would like to see more of you.”

She spread her legs further apart, still flush with shame as her guest continued to gaze at her while stroking his growing cock.

“Now let’s show him what a good girl you are, pet. Show him how well you take what’s coming to you,” Daddy crooned.

He bent to her ear, his cock grazing the back of her thigh as he whispered in her ear,

“Not a single fucking sound. Daddy does not want to hear even one moan from those pretty little lips.”

He rose and immediately struck her with the crop. She jumped, yet managed to keep her lips sealed. Daddy began his teachings in earnest, striking her over and over on the buttocks, the backs of the thighs, the back.

She squeezed her eyes shut, clamped her lips tight and bore this pain for Daddy. Her body tingled with the mixture of pleasure and pain.

Daddy’s blows came with even greater force in her most vulnerable places, all along the backs of her thighs, nearly grazing her naked, unprotected cunt until finally she cried out.

She realized too late this was what he wanted all along. Without a moment’s hesitation, her guest jerked her head up by the hair, gagged her with his tie, and told her to “shut the fuck up.”

She stood there now, ass burning with heat, mouth tied and gagged, wondering how she might make up for her transgression. How might she please them?

She soon found her answer as Daddy shoved her onto the bed.

She landed on top of their guest, his rigid cock bumping against her mound. She came face to face with him, mouth tightly bound, eyes wide with anticipation.

“Put my cock inside you, love,” he directed.

She placed her hand between her legs, grasped his cock and squeezed gently as she guided him to her entrance. She rubbed him between her lips, lubing him well, before sliding him inside. She moved slowly up and down as he cupped her breasts, twisting her pink nipples until she squealed with pleasure.

Daddy was behind her now, shoving her forward against their guest’s chest, his cock still buried deep inside her cunt. She felt Daddy’s fingers on her asshole, warm and slick with lube. The pieces slowly clicked into place in her mind, and she understood what Daddy meant to do an instant before his cock nudged up against her asshole.

She began to squirm, screaming against her gag as Daddy held her hips firmly as he inched his cock into her ass.

“There, there baby, relax. Enjoy the ride,” Daddy encouraged.

She could hear herself snorting like a little pony as she pushed back into Daddy’s cock. He began to move slowly inside her ass, as their guest thrust into her pussy underneath her. She felt full, stretched to overflowing, her clit rubbing against their guest’s pubic bone as her two holes were fucked faster and harder.

She groaned against her gag as her pleasure increased. Her body bounced to and fro as they each pounded into her from below and behind. Daddy slapped her ass playfully as he fucked her; their guest snuck his hand up to her breasts again as they slapped against his chest, pinching her nipples as she moaned in ecstasy.

She began to pant as they pounded her holes harder and harder. She collapsed on top of their guest as she gave in to the rising tide of pleasure and writhed in orgasm against him. She was dimly aware of his teeth biting the back of her neck, followed by a frenzied fucking of each of her holes before they both filled her with their warm, sweet fluid.

She had been such a good little whore. Daddy was well pleased, their guest was satisfied. She looked forward to her next opportunity to pleasure each of them.

A Return...Maybe?

Jay and I have shared a couple of hot encounters this week that I am pleased to share with you.

Tuesday night found us locked in our closet, TV on in the bedroom to muffle the smacking sounds. Obediently naked save for my shiny, black slut heels, I bent at the waist, gripping my ankles as Jay smacked my vulnerable ass with a resounding thwack. This is one of my favorite positions to be in for him. I feel particuarly obedient and vulnerable in this particular position. I imagine the vision I create for him, his eyes travelling from my ass, down the length of my legs to my sparkling red toes clad in his favorite heels, and I delight in the knowledge that this sight brings him great pleasure.

I moaned with that indescribable mixture of pain and pleasure I so desire as his hand met my ass over and over again. With delight, I soon felt the paddle meet my ass as he hissed at me that I had been such a bad girl. When he had had his fill of me in this way, he ordered me on my hands and knees between his legs as he towered over me.

He continued his welcome assault on my ass in earnest. The blows came harder and faster. I yelped from time to time, vowing that I would be a good girl, beginning to pant a little. As the blows continued I felt myself fading away to that place in which my brain begins to shut down, and I am nothing more than Daddy's submissive little slave aching to serve him. I did something in this special space that I had never done before. Kneeling there between Daddy's legs, I wrapped my hands around his ankles and kissed the top of each foot. I felt such a charge in this one simple act. I felt so utterly small, paying homage and respect to my Superior.

When he tired of spanking me which came much too soon for me, Daddy led me to the bedroom, laid me out spread eagle on the bed and fucked the living daylights out of me until we were mutually sated.

Skip forward a few days to Friday morning... Jay had left with the little one to drop her off at daycare while I hopped in the shower to get ready for work. I was feeling both ramped up and relaxed after my morning run... I'm pleased to report that I am up to 5 miles these days! This combination of feelings also had me feeling incredibly horny!! Jay returned home and made his way up to the bedroom just as I was about to apply my make up in the bathroom. He lay on the bed to watch some TV and chat with me as I finished getting ready. He was more than a little surprised to see me walk naked from the bathroom, kneel in front of him and unbuckle his belt.

I wanted his cock in my mouth more desperately than I have in a very long time. I began by sucking his soft cock into my mouth, working it with my tongue until it was satisfactorily hard. I shifted my attentions to his balls, stroking his shaft as I ran my tongue all over his firm, freshly washed balls. I could feel my pussy pulsing between my thighs. I knew without touching her that she was coated in wet juices. I snuck a finger down between my lips anyway, felt the wetness there and moaned around Jay's now rock hard cock. I licked my wet finger as I continued to work his pulsing shaft. I slowly took him all the way in, to the back of my throat and held him there a second until I sucked my way back up to the head, my tongue darting around the sensitive tip. I felt him swelling even more in my mouth as I sucked fast and hard, gagging periodically as his cock banged against the back of my throat.

When my desire reached an unbearable fever pitch, I groaned out that I needed to be fucked. He directed me first to put on a thong which I did hurridly, my need raging within me. I climbed onto the bed on my knees, my ass and pussy swaying before him. He gripped my hips, pulled the thong to one side and rubbed his cock against my swollen cunt. I swiveled my hips, pushed back against him and mewed my need for him. Finally, he plunged his cock into me, my pussy gushing all around him. I cried out with the intensity. This is often my favorite moment in sex...the instant when my gnawing need is satisfied, when his cock enters me for the first time and my world narrows to a pussy and a cock. My angel of a husband plunged into me over and over again as I fingered my pussy until I came loudly all over his cock.

As my orgasm subsided, he flipped me over onto my back, spread my legs out over his shoulders and plunged into me again. I bucked against him, unable to get enough of his cock moving inside me. I suddenly remembered that it would be best if he didn't cum in me. He is 3 weeks post vasectomy, and I have just gone off the pill. We've another 3 weeks to go before he can take a semen sample to his doctor which should confirm he is officially "shooting blanks." The fucking felt so good that I debated on whether to simply let him continue knowing we were probably both pretty unfertile at the moment, however the idea of risking an "accident" was simply too unpleasant to contemplate. I whispered between thrusts that he really shouldn't cum in me.

Without missing a beat, he pulled the lube from the bedside drawer, lubed my ass up, and thrust his cock into my asshole. I have rather come to enjoy this from time to time. It brings me to a whole new level of submission to be violated in such a manner. I obediently thrust two fingers inside my still dripping cunt as he forcefully fucked my asshole until he filled it with his warm, gooey liquid.

I was 30 minutes late to work Friday morning, but it was the best 30 minutes of the entire day. I've been feeling rather aroused lately. I've only been off the pill for about 3 days so I know that can't really be the cause, but I am hopeful that my recent surge in libido is a foreshadowing of things to come.

Making Daddy Wait-Conclusion

“Did you learn anything while I was gone, pet?” he asked.

“Yes, Sir,” she replied.

“Just what have you learned, little one?”

“To be a good girl, to obey Daddy no matter what,” she replied dutifully.

"That’s right, sugar,” he crooned as he kissed her cheek, his tongue flicking out to brush across her lips.

“Let’s see if you have indeed learned that lesson,” he mused.

Daddy tenderly removed her restraints, allowed her to sit up, drink some water, stretch her limbs. He had her lie on her tummy, coated her with lavender scented lotion and massaged her sore muscles.

When she was properly relaxed he whispered, “Come with me my pet,” as he led her from the bed to the hotel room’s balcony.

The view was stunning. The bustling city was lit up and humming with life. She could see the hotel pool far below them with a few laughing occupants even at this late hour.

“Show Daddy what you’ve learned now,” he encouraged as he spread her legs and tied each ankle to the balcony railing.

”Bend over, let Daddy see that pretty pussy,” he breathed.

He got down on his knees behind her; she could feel his breath on her as he took in her scent. His tongue ran a wet line from her asshole to her clit as she softly moaned her enjoyment.

“What are you not to do, pet?” he asked.

“Cum, Sir,” she responded.

“That’s right,” he agreed as he stood and stroked his hand lovingly down her back, over the curve of her ass and back up again.

“Daddy will tell you when it’s time to cum,” he informed her.

He wrapped his body around hers from behind, his semi erect cock brushing against her thigh, his hand finding its way to her cunt, his fingers circling her clit.

“Such a sweet, wet little pussy,” he marveled.

“Mmm, Mmmmm,” was all she could get out as he stimulated her needy clit.

He continued to stroke, picking up his tempo as the juices flowed out of her cunt and her breath began to come in ragged gasps. Her knuckles were white as she gripped the railing, determined to obey Daddy’s orders this time, determined not to cum. Just when she began to fear she was losing control when she felt her pussy begin to contract, his hand left her clit.

She felt her ass being spread wide, felt warm lube pouring over it, felt Daddy’s fingers slide into her asshole.

“Does Daddy’s baby like that, hmmmm?”

“Yes, Sir” she grunted out between clinched teeth.

“Maybe you’ll like this even more,” he mused as he slid a toy into her ass, turned it on to vibrate and hum inside her tingling asshole.

Daddy reached around to pinch her nipples, as the toy continued to vibrate inside her.

“Fuck,” she moaned softly.

“Yes, I think she likes that,” Daddy asserted.

She felt his hands on her hips, raising them higher into the air, opening her pussy wide to him. She felt his cock at the entrance of her drenched hole, and cried out with anticipation of what was coming.

He slid slowly inside her, their moans mingling in the night air as he entered. Her pussy felt fuller than it ever had before with the anal plug pressing against it inside her ass. She fought back a scream as he began to thrust inside her.

“Oh fuck, such a wet tight little cunt,” Daddy moaned.

“Look down there, slut, they are watching you get fucked,” he told her.

Her gaze turned to the pool, where a group of swimmers appeared to be looking their way, heads upturned, bodies motionless and still.

Daddy pounded into her with all his might, as she fought for control of her own body.

“Touch yourself,” Daddy ordered her.

Her hand quickly flew to her hard clit, circling in just the right spot.

“You want to cum, don’t you cunt?”

“Yes, Sir” she gasped.

He pounded into her harder still.

“Feels so good getting fucked in the cunt and the ass, doesn’t it?” he prompted.

“Yes, Yes, Yes Sir, it does,” she yelled.

Without a word, Daddy came inside her, running sticky and wet over her cunt, her thighs, and her ass.

He pulled out of her, and she looked around at him, fearful she would not be allowed to cum.

“Don’t stop,” Daddy told her.

She continued to rub her clit, now even wetter with Daddy’s cum.

“That’s it, take yourself there slut,” he encouraged.

She felt his hand on the plug, fucking her ass as she rubbed herself.

“Daddy, Daddy,” she moaned.

With one hard thrust he shoved the toy high into her ass and shouted,

“NOW... do it now, cum you fucking little slut.”

Her body went slack, as she finally released in orgasm, her pussy squirting all over her legs as she pulsed. She cried out her pleasure, long and loud, oblivious of any witnesses.

When her orgasm finally subsided, she collapsed against the railing of the balcony, spent and breathless. Daddy wrapped her in his arms from behind, caressing her sweaty head, moving her tangled curls to one side to kiss the back of her neck, running his hand from her neck, across her breasts, over her belly as he murmured to her,

“That’s Daddy’s good little girl. I love you, my sweet angel,” he whispered.

As she nurtered her soul with Daddy's praise, he untied the rope binding her ankles to the balcony, and led her inside. He took her to the shower where he tenderly bathed her from head to toe, wrapped her in a warm terrycloth robe, and settled her on the bed. He ordered room service for his hungry little girl, and watched her eat with gusto. Then Daddy wrapped her in his arms for a long, peaceful sleep content that his girl had learned a valuable lesson she wouldn't soon forget.

The Joys of Bottoming

Ever since this little interlude with Jay, coupled with this interlude before it, I have found myself more and more receptive to the joys of anal play. I have never been a particular fan of anal sex, not because I found it to be taboo or dirty or shameful, but more because I simply did not enjoy the physical sensations of the act. I did, however, engage in it with Jay on occasion when I was feeling particularly submissive. The pleasure in the act for me was not physical at all, but rather mental. I loved the feeling of utter helplessness it gave me, as well as the dominance it brought out in Jay. My mind would go into another space altogether when I offered him this rare delight. I felt wholly submitted, inescapably helpless, and thoroughly dominated.

Things have changed slightly since with our last few sessions of anal play…namely in that I have begun to find some physical pleasure in the act as well. It is a moment frozen in time for me…Jay’s insertion of a small vibrator into my ass which actually felt good, followed by the incredible moment when I realized he was going to enter my pussy as the vibrator fucked my ass leading to a moment of bliss I simply cannot convey with words.

Our fun with anal play continues to evolve. Take this past Sunday morning for example. After safely settling the little one downstairs with cartoons and a morning snack, I returned to lounge in bed with Jay just a bit longer before getting up to prepare for church. He began to lazily run his hands over the front of my body as I lay on my back, caressing my breasts, my stomach, the triangle of hair between my legs. I turned over, my back to his front and shoved my ass towards him. Something I have always found highly arousing is to feel Jay stroking his cock against my ass, or even better to open my ass cheeks to accept a hot load of cum between them. This is what I was going for this particular morning.

I enjoyed the sound and feel of him stroking his cock against my ass until I was good and wet. I moved my hands down to my ass, spread my cheeks and whispered, “Come on my ass, baby.” I grew wetter just with the utterance of those words. I found myself inserting a finger high into my ass for him, knowing he could feel what I was doing as our hands were bumping into each other as he continued to stroke. He stopped for a moment, rummaged around in the nightstand drawer and tossed me my rabbit vibrator. He came back to rest behind me, resuming his stroking. I lay on my side against him, one leg bent in front of me, a finger once again inside my asshole, the rabbit shoved up my cunt. It felt so amazing. I began to fuck my ass with my finger my moans coming faster.

The next thing I knew, Jay was on his knees behind me as I remained in position on my side. He lubed his cock up followed by my asshole then began to shove himself inside me. I couldn’t see how he was ever going to make it inside from this position. The angle seemed wrong, my asshole seemed too tightly closed. I soon discovered it was not only possible, but pleasurable. The head of his cock managed to pop its way inside my ass. As soon as it did, I attempted to shove the rabbit back into my pussy only to discover it was simply too tight at that angle, Jay’s cock popped back out of me. I quickly abandoned the rabbit in favor of my fingers as Jay reinserted his cock inside my ass.

He began to move inside me, slowly at first, my fingers keeping rhythm with him inside my cunt. I grew more and more excited, my pussy literally dripping now, my breath coming in ragged gasps, my ass pushing back to meet him. He picked up his pace as the fingers of my other hand found their way to my clit. I stroked as he fucked my ass…hard. The pleasure built and built until we both dissolved in moans as orgasm washed over us. God, I love to feel his cum leaking out of my ass when we are done. Something about it is so hot.

Throughout the rest of the day, Jay would randomly say to me, “I am thinking about this morning, baby and it’s making me hard again.” Jay seems completely mesmerized by my new enjoyment of anal play. He walks around with this idiotic grin on his face as if he’s just won a million dollars! I am so glad to be able to put that look on my husband’s face.

Sex is good for us at the moment, here’s hoping it will remain so and not be inexplicably, heartbreakingly lost to me again, vanishing like a thief in the night

The Best Sex of My Life

Yesterday evening, Jay and I lay, as usual, on our bed, dazed and tired after a long day. We lazily watched TV for a while until I turned to him and began planting small kisses along his face as I pressed my body along his.

He got up to lock the door, announcing, "Since you are in such an obedient mood tonight, let' s see what fun we can have."

He walked over to the nightstand to retrieve the leather cuffs (A Christmas present with which we have had much fun!) as I lay face down on the bed, waiting.

He approached me, telling me to kneel on my knees on the bed. He lifted my shirt over my head, leaving me naked from the waist up. He then moved my hair to the side to attach my collar snugly around my neck, the O ring facing towards the back. He then applied the leather cuffs to each wrist, threaded a rope through them, binding my arms tightly behind my back, then looped the rope through the O ring at my neck. This caused my arms to be raised uncomfortably to the middle of my back, and the collar to press even more tightly against my throat, nearly choking me. It was at this point that my pussy began to gush. I drew in a careful breath, anxiously testing whether or not I could still draw air into my lungs. When I had satisfied myself that I could indeed still breath, I relaxed just a little, until I was shoved down face first onto the bed.

I felt his hands on my bottom, tugging my pants down just below my ass crack. Then, the ever present bamboo cane (another recent addition to our toy box courtesy of Christmas glee) lightly stinging my flesh. The pants were soon pulled off altogether so that a more thorough spanking via cane and hand could be handed out, although sadly not as thoroughly as either of us would have liked due to the presence of the children ( our daughter asleep in her room, and our son downstairs playing video games). I felt his stiff cock between my feet, and began to stroke him. My toes worked up and down his shaft seeking to please him.

When Sir had tired of spanking me, he bade me get back onto my knees. He watched as I struggled to right myself onto my knees without the aid of my arms and hands. When I had finally complied with his wish, I felt his stiff cock against my naked ass. He was stroking himself against me which always drives me nuts.

"You like that, slut?" he whispered into my hair.

"Yes, Sir" I breathed.

"Good girl." he cooed.

He began to undo my bindings at this point, and I was confused. I was not nearly ready for the game to end, nor was Sir I was delighted to discover. He repostioned my bindings such that my hands were now bound in front of me, the rope snaking up between my legs against my wet pussy to be tied again to the O ring at the back of my neck.

"Does that feel good, slut?"

"Yes," I answered as I rubbed my pussy over the rope.

Again I was shoved face first onto the bed. Again the bamboo cane met my ass, the bottoms of my feet, my thighs.

"Yes, that's it. Yes, Sir. Spank me. I'm such a bad girl" I sighed in delight.

"Shut up," Sir commanded.

The blows came faster, sharper as I ground my face into the bed doing my best to take my punishment in silence like a good girl.

He ordered me back up again, this time helping me by tugging on the back of my hair. Again I felt his cock being stroked against my ass. This time I could feel that the head was sticky with his excitement.

I reached down to rub my clit, soaking wet.

"Did I say you could do that, slut?"

"No, Sir."

I received a pop of my ass for my insolence. Again I was shoved down on the bed just before he walked over to rummage in the nightstand drawer again. When he returned I was ordered to get on my knees, in the doggie position.

The rope was moved out of the way between my legs as lube was poured onto my already slick cunt and ass. Fingers were against my asshole, rubbing, massaging, kneading just before a toy was slid inside.

I am normally not one much for anal play however, whatever was in my ass at this moment felt really, really good.

"Push back against me," he whispered.

I did as I was told, and felt the toy slid further in as I moaned my pleasure.

I felt him moving, postioning himself. Oh dear God, could it be, was he about to slide inside my pussy while this toy was in my ass? I felt my cunt swell and pulse as he entered me. This felt like heaven.

He began to thrust, slowly at first building up the pleasure. My hands moved to my clit with a will of their own. I slid my fingers down to my cunt to wet them, feeling Sir's cock pouding in and out before bringing them back up to circle my clit. I pushed back against him as his thrusts grew stronger. The sensations in my cunt and ass unlike any I had ever experienced before. My conciousness narrowed to a pinpoint. I was nothing but a cunt and an ass at this point. I rushed towards orgasm like a freight train, stifling my cries against the mattress as my pussy and ass pulsed and pulsed in orgasm drawing Jay's own orgasm along with me.

And now, you have witnessed the best sex of my life. Last night at the age of 38 I enjoyed the best sex of my entire life right in my own bedroom with my very own husband!!

Helpless

Jay and I have been ever so busy with family/holiday obligations this week. Much more busy than either of us cared to be. Yesterday we were obligated to go on a day trip to visit yet more relatives. 2 hours in the car up with the 2 kids in the back, a day of visiting with the old folks, bad food, and bored children, capped off with the 2 hours ride back with the mercifully sleeping 2 kids in the back.

Needless to say, Jay and I were in need of some stress relief when we finally got the youngest one bathed and in bed while our 14 year old entertained himself with his new computer courtesy of his doting Grandma.

We lay on our bed, dazed and shell shocked. Jay casually mentioned he was newly smooth "down there," perfect for licking.

"What are you going to do to me if I don't want to suck you?"

"Try me," he responded.

"I'm not going to suck your cock tonight. I don't want to," I announced petulantly.

Jay got up from the bed to lock the door, directing me to take my clothes off as he did so.

I lay there still playing the willful child, still refusing to follow his lead.

He brought out the bamboo cane and whacked me on the hip with it.

"I said get undressed," he ordered again.

This time, I complied.

When I was completely naked and shivering a bit in the chill, he went to the task of cuffing my wrists and ankles with our new leather cuffs.

With the cuffs properly fastened to each limb, he went to work with a long black rope. The end result found me with my legs in the air, bound together, hands bound to legs, ass vulnerable and exposed to Jay's deviant desires.

The bamboo cane met my upraised ass over and over again with delicious, small stinging blows.

"I'm such a bad girl," I cooed.

Silence, as he continued to work my ass with the cane.

And then...

"Such a fucking slut," Jay spat out as he blows came faster, my ass beginning to burn in earnest.

He walked to the edge of the bed, and jerked me up until my head hung over the side. He then began to adjust the rope again until each breast was tightly bound.

At this point, I began to gush. I imagined the picture I would present to anyone on the outside looking in on our little scene...ankles cuffed and bound to each other, wrists cuffed and bound resting on my mound, midsection crisscrossed with rope, breasts tightly bound, nipples pink and very erect, ass crisscrossed red from my caning, head hanging off the edge of the bed, mouth open and awaiting insertion of Master's cock.

I didn't have to wait long. Jay shoved his pulsing cock deeply into my mouth, thrusting in and out as my tongue traveled hungrily around his shaft. I worked my head up and down as best I could seeking to please my Master with my mouth.

The longer the face fucking went on, the more uncomfortable I became. My jaw became tired, my neck began to ache with the uncomfortable angle. I turned my head to the side, gasping for air, asking Master for a break.

"I'm not done using you, slut. We'll be done when I cum," he growled at me before shoving his cock back down my throat forcing my aching jaws wide open.

Master fucked my face several minutes more until he was ready to let me rest. He gently helped me back onto the bed as which point he began to stroke his pulsing cock over my tits.

"Mmmmm, yes, baby, stroke your cock for me. Cum on my tits, Sir," I begged.

I waited and watched him stroke eagerly anticipating ropes of hot cum spurting onto me at any moment.

Instead, he pushed me over onto my stomach, spread my ass cheeks and began to stroke over my ass. My pussy began to throb, growing wetter and wetter as Master worked his cock over on top of my ass. I moaned and wiggled around impatiently waiting to feel his hot release rain down over my ass at any moment.

He left the bed for a moment, and walked over to rumage around in the nightstand drawer. I assumed he was coming back to spank me again with a different implement. Instead, he pushed my bound legs as far apart as they would go and crawled in between them, my raised feet resting against his back.

I felt lube being poured onto my already soaked cunt, then worked further down into my ass.

"I want your ass tonight, slut," was all he said to me before thrusting his cock between the folds of my ass cheeks and working his way into my asshole.

I couldn't imagine that he would ever succeed and took a secret pleasure in that knowledge. My legs seemed bound too impossibly close together to afford him entrance into my tight little bud.

I groaned as he pushed harder and harder until he was unbelievably inside my ass. I let out a small scream as he pushed in deeper before beginning to thrust.

He leaned over me, his hands bracing his weight on either side of my head, his cock working in and out of my little asshole.

Dear God, I was so wet. I knew it must surely be dripping down into my ass helping to lubricate as he fucked. I snaked a finger down to my clit to rub it as he fucked me.

"Your ass feels so good and tight. I love fucking it baby," he breathed as he raised up, gripped my hips and continued to thrust into me.

"That's it, baby. Cum in my ass. I want your cum dripping out my ass."

With that, he fell back down over me, muscled arms holding his weight above me as he buried his cock in me. I looked up to watch his face in the dresser mirror as he lost himself in the pleasure of my ass.

I laid there on my stomach, bound, his body looming over me, his cock buried deeply in my ass, and realized I had never been more helpless in my life. The realization turned me on more than I can possibly express in words. I was unequivocably at the mercy of my Master, and my cunt responded by growing even wetter still.

I looked up to watch my Master's face twisted with pleasure.

"Uhhhhh, I'm...going to...cum....in your ass now!" he grunted out just before shooting his load in me.

He collapsed on me for a moment panting and sweating before pulling out and rolling over.

He left me there on the bed, bound, prostrate on my stomach, cum leaking out my ass while he showered and cleaned up. His intent was to help me remember my place as HIS slut no doubt.

I really must run upstairs to the bedroom now as recalling this tale for you has my pussy wet and calling out for attention once again.