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5 Days

Pet leaves this morning for a family event and will be out of state for five days.  Yet another challenge to our new relationship dynamic.  There’s a knot in my stomach and I feel like part of me is missing already.  The last few weeks have been filled with highs and lows, but I feel a bond with her stronger than ever before.

We were fortunate to have quite a bit of alone time yesterday and I took every opportunity to use her body for my pleasure, reminding her that she belongs to me.  After her morning orgasm that I mentioned earlier, I allowed her to thank me with her tongue.  She performed magnificently by kissing  and licking her way over my body, paying special attention to my cock and ass.  She’s well aware that rimming always weakens my resolve and was rewarded by having her dripping wet pussy fucked again.

In the evening, we wanted to discuss the rules for her trip.  I instructed Pet to shower, put on a corset of her choice and wait for me on the bed.  Before our talk began, I retrieved a medium sized butt plug, lubed it generously and inserted it into her tight backside.  We went through questions, concerns, and schedules for the week until we were both comfortable that everything was covered.  I held her close and said,

“Pet, you’ve had several orgasms today, haven’t you?”

“Yes Sir.  Thank you Sir.”

“I’ve used both your mouth and your greedy pussy.  Can you think of anything I missed?”

She roller over, getting on all fours.

“My ass Sir.  Please fuck my ass.”

I removed the plug and proceeded to do just that.  Over and over, plunging into her tight hole.  She was very vocal, and after a bit, began to thrust back against me violently until I couldn’t take it any longer.  I shuddered and came hard, deep inside her.

After cleaning up, Pet thanked me and quickly fell asleep, completely spent, with the sweetest smile on her face.  It was a very good day.

I’m going to miss my Good Girl.

Sir

She’s Got Balls

Pet just stepped in to let me know that she was going to work on laundry and some other projects.  On a whim I decided to have  some fun.  I unbuttoned her pants and pulled them down, exposing her completely (she was instructed that today would be a no-underwear day).  As I suspected, her pussy was still dripping wet from this morning.

She gasped slightly as I inserted her ben wa balls, grazing her clit with my fingers for good measure.  I pulled her pants back up and told her to carry on.  Hopefully, the sensation will be a reminder that her body belongs to me as she goes about her activities this afternoon.

Sir

This is never going to work

Last night Master and I went to a Vanilla party being given by friends.  The first for us since we entered into the D/s relationship. To say it didn’t go well is putting it mildly.

We are still in the beginning and all rules, boundaries etc. are far from being settled.  It is a fluid relationship that changes as we encounter situations.  I was very apprehensive about showing too much of relationship to our friends.  I wasn’t worried they would judge so much as I was just not too sure how they would react and didn’t want to make anyone uncomfortable.

I asked Master what his expectations were for me for this party earlier in the day.  He never gave me a clear answer.  Because we curb our relationship in front of family, I assumed we would relax it in front of our friends as well.

Shortly after we arrived, I slipped and made a comment and truly didn’t think when I said it because we were hanging with friends that we’ve hung out with since we got together 4 years ago.  It was the kind of thing that I would have said before and everyone including Master would have laughed at.  But Master didn’t laugh and corrected me in front of our friends who have no idea about our new arrangement.  I was embarrassed and ashamed that I embarrassed Master in front of our friends and knew I would disciplined for it later.  I couldn’t get a grip on how to act after that.

Our friends are loud, partying, fun loving people who cuss like sailors and razz each other mercilessly.  To be submissive in that situation is hard especially when they have an expectation that I will be the way I’ve always been.  I had no idea if it was okay to joke with male friends, what I could say in front of Master and what was completely off the table.

I pulled back after that and was trying to figure out how to make this work.  I realized that I had a responsibility to ensure Master’s needs were being met so I made sure he had a drink and that I was at his side available to him if he wanted to touch, kiss, grope, etc me.  Even before the D/s thing our friends teased us that we were the “newlyweds” couple; always kissing, touching etc.  So it was nothing new for them to see this possessiveness that Master had with me.

I began to relax and found safe topics to talk about with our friends.  I had a drink and that relaxed me a little more and I was enjoying our evening and Master and I were once again on the same page.  Then around 8:30 Master was called back into work.  If he wanted me to go I would have gladly gone with him, but he made no mention of it and I was under the assumption that it was okay for me to stay.  As he left two of my girlfriends and I broke open a bottle of wine and we stood in the kitchen enjoying stories of growing up, our kids antics and just life in general.  I thought I was still honoring Master and adhering to our relationship but I still didn’t know.  As the night went on and one bottle of wine turned to two I knew I was getting drunk and actually stopped drinking.  I had been exchanging text messages with Master since he left and knew he was pissed about the work situation.  As everyone gathered around the fire pit someone turned on music and my girlfriends and I started to dance, like we always have in the past.  The men joked around with us and as I sat down to take a break one of my girlfriend’s came and gave me a drunk lap dance.  There again this wasn’t unusual, this is the way it has always been with our friends.  I was relaxed more because Master wasn’t there but I was thinking about him so I texted him thinking it would make him laugh to know what our friend did.

He just seemed more frustrated. As I was hanging out I began questioning everything I was doing, wondering if He was there would I be doing this and acting like I was.  I called Him and he told me he would be stuck at work for a while so I called my dad to pick me up (something I haven’t had to do in 20 years).  I asked my dad to stop at a fast food place to get something in my stomach to soak up the alcohol and I called Master to see if he wanted us to run something out to him as well.  He was very short with me and said no.

After I got home I sent Him a text asking him if he wanted me to wait up for Him and it said “No. You’re drunk and tired. Go to sleep.”  I wanted to cry, I knew he was angry at me but I couldn’t pinpoint the exact cause of his anger.  I knew he was frustrated at having to leave the party for work so I asked Him to wake me up when He got home and he texted “Ok”. When he got home, I woke up and waited for him to talk to me but he didn’t.  I rolled over and cried a little while falling asleep.

I know when I do something wrong or don’t live up to Master’s expectations I deserve his anger and discipline but I honestly don’t know what I did last night because expectations were never laid out.  Even now I don’t know what to say or do and more importantly how this will ever work?  I am disheartened because I want to serve my Master and serve him well but I have no clue how to do that.

Pet

Assignment #1

Sir has given me the assignment:

“You will create a public post, recounting the morning of September 27th to the best of your knowledge.  The post will include the details you remember, your thoughts about what took place, and your feelings during and afterward.”


It is very rare when we don’t have kids in the house on the weekend.  We are blended family and my kids’ dad lives in a different state so one of them is always around. Sir’s kids go to their Mom’s house every other weekend so they are gone more than mine.  When Sir and I know we will have no kids we usually plan something, whether it’s getting on the Harleys and going for a ride or even getting away for the weekend.  On September 27th we were still pre D/s relationship, so when we knew we would be kid free I thought about going for a ride or doing something with Sir to just relax and enjoy our time.  Sir said that he wanted to try my slave day fantasy which I quickly agreed to.

That morning Sir woke me up, blind folded me and left me on the bed while he prepared for my day.  He started out with the Wartenberg Wheel going over my breasts, stomach, legs and my pussy lips.  Being a physical person that craves touch, I responded favorably to my skin being poked by the wheel.  After playing with my breasts for a few minutes Sir told me he had a surprise for me.

He helped me off the bed and guided me out of the bedroom through the house to the backdoor.  As he opened the door I felt the coolness of the morning hit my naked skin making my nipples pucker and goose bumps all over my body. As he led me through the door I could hear voices that sounded close.  At first I thought the neighbors were outside and even though we have a privacy fence between the houses there’s only about 10 feet that separate the structures. So while it is a fantasy of mine to be watched or to be “caught”; I definitely did not mean by the uptight, crotchety woman with the annoying, whiny grandson that never fails to piss us off when he comes over to play with our kids.

Thankfully, Sir kept guiding me to the garage that sits next to our house.  The voices I heard were coming from the radio that turns on when you turn on the light switch inside that garage.  Our garage is divided by a wall into two parts; one side we park our bikes and keep the lawn mower, snow blower etc. and the other side has a punching bag hanging and we use part of it for storage.

Sir guided through to the side with the punching bag and stopped me right in front of the bag.  He told me to grab onto the bag at the top near the chain holding it suspended from a cross beam in the ceiling.  I did as he asked and I was feeling nervous but definitely excited.  I was already wet from the suspense of my surprise. Mind you, we were not into D/s yet.  We’ve role played and used toys for just that so I had no idea what He was planning.

He let me stand there for a few minutes (I later found out he was taking pictures of his Pet) and then I felt Sir behind me as a hand came around to squeeze my nipple. As I was enjoying the bite of his pinch I felt the flogger being dragged across my ass and I immediately knew what was coming.  I love soft pain/pleasure and my pussy was beginning to throb when the first lashing came across my ass.  Sir never uses enough force to break skin but definitely leaves a sting and I was having a hard time standing still at this point.  After several more soft lashings Sir told me to put my arms down and he took off my mask.

He put his arms around me, kissed me and then guided me to his Harley (another fantasy of mine).  He bent me over the seat and slammed his cock into my wet pussy from behind.  It was a bit awkward because of how the bike sits and the height that it’s at so we quickly gave that idea up. He then led me over to the old recliner we had sitting out there.  He spread my legs and draped them over the arms of the chair.

He got down on his knees and eagerly buried his face into my cunt, taking my clit in his teeth.  He put 2 fingers inside of me and started teasing my g spot. He licked, sucked and gently bit my clit for what seemed like forever until he pulled back but kept his fingers in pounding my pussy.  I am a card carrying, proud to say it, squirter; a fact that came to light after we got together because He is the only lover that can make me do that.  By this point I am so turned on not only what He was doing to me physically but also this man was bringing some my fantasies to life.  As I reached my first orgasm (it is highly unusual for me to have less than 3 at a time) I can feel myself getting wetter when I see Sir’s head jerk back but he kept up his finger fucking and I was already rolling into another orgasm.  After I came down off my euphoria I realized that I soaked the seat of the recliner as well soaking Sir’s face which was several inches away from my pussy at the time.  We laughed about it as Sir stood me up, turned me around and pushed me gently to my knees and bent me over so I’m now facing the mess I made as He took from behind.  It was a very erotic thing to smell that as He pounded into me for his release.

After catching our breaths we went back inside and continued on with our day together.  I will agree with my Master; something definitely changed that day and I believe we opened ourselves up to the next step in our relationship.

Pet

Being disciplined

Last night Sir and I discussed what I did wrong yesterday morning.  He disciplined me and it hurt me. Not so much physically but more emotionally because I knew I disappointed him.  I am a huge fan of the pleasure/pain lovemaking, however, last night was not about my pleasure. While he touch and caressed me; he used my body solely for his gratification and it was a lesson learned. Sir has always been the most giving lover even before we entered into the D/s relationship so it was very foreign to me to not be sexually satisfied after our lovemaking.  In the past whether I’ve orgasmed or not it has always been satisfying for me.  Last night I was grateful that Sir found pleasure with my body but make no mistake I was being disciplined and felt the full impact of that.

I love my Master and am happy that he loves me enough to correct my behavior.  I am quick learner and will remember my first lesson for a long time to come.

Pet