My Body Hates Me

Seriously. My body fucking hates me.

Last night I was feeling great. Master and I retired to the bedroom a bit late because we had stayed up to talk for a little while.

When we went to bed, I had a very sexy outfit on, and had my hair up loosely. I looked great, if I do say so myself. Apparently Master agreed because He immediately started playing with me and I stroked His cock. Then He entered me. It was going great.

That is until I raised my legs to wrap around His hips and suddenly the cramps from hell attacked. It was out of no where. I had no idea why there were starting. I'm at least two weeks away from starting my period.

Master pulled out because I was actually making bad noises. He knows I have a high pain tolerance, so He knew that these cramps were not the kind He likes to inflict.

I sat up and was still stroking His cock, hoping that after some deep breathing the cramps would go away and I could at least suck His cock. But no. It didn't turn out that way.

The cramps became worse and I was starting to get shaky. Master had me stop stroking Him and told me to go take a tylenol. I also asked if I could hop in the bathtub. Normally, when cramps like this hit, no matter the reason, a hot bath helps. He said yes.

There was to be no sex that night.*sigh*

I climbed into the hot bath and was doing my deep breathing  exercises to get through the pain. My hair was still up thankfully, because before I could react I felt that all to familiar feeling of having to throw up. The bathroom door was open, and I didn't have the time to close the door. I had just enough time to flip the toilet lid up and get my head over it.

I felt horrible about leaving the door open. Here I was, half in the tub, hovering over the toilet. Oh so attractive.

Whenever I get sick like this I get incredibly shaky. To the point that I can't really control it. I was barely keeping myself up. Master was standing outside the bathroom door watching me. Apparently my shaking was getting worse, because the next thing I knew He was sitting on the side of the tub, with one arm hooked under me and wrapping around my chest, holding me up as I continued to get sick.

Finally, when I was done, He eased me back into the tub and handed me some toilet paper so I could blow my nose. I had been crying while I was getting sick. Oh yes, I must have been the picture of beauty. *cringe*

Master sat with me for a while. I remember saying that I was sorry for not closing the bathroom door. He said He was glad I didn't because before He had grabbed me it looked like I was about to hit my head on the toilet.

He let me lay down in the bathtub. He checked in on me every now and again as I waited for the cramps to die down. Finally they did. He was laying in bed. He told me to get some rest and I curled up with one of the teddy bears He has given me over the years.

This morning when the alarm went off for me to go to work. I felt okay. I mean, I didn't feel like I was going to be sick anymore. I just felt somewhat weak. So when BC picked me up to take me to work, he stopped at the gas station so I could get some sierra mist, to try and make sure my stomach settled. But as soon as we got on the highway, my stomach started rolling again.

Shortly after I got to my desk and clocked in, I threw up again. Thankfully I made it to the bathroom. Master called me shortly there after and I told Him. He told me to tell my supervisor I needed to go home. He wanted me to come home and get some rest so I didn't make myself worse.

He picked me up. I was at work a total of an hour and a half. But at least I tried.

When we got home I ate light. But at least I had something in my stomach. I haven't gotten sick again. I took about a three hour nap. I've been eating saltine crackers, drinking water, and flat soda all day.

By about 7pm I was feeling much better. I felt horrible about last night. I know I couldn't help it. But gods damnit... getting ill like that in the middle of sex is not cool at all. So I gave Master a blow job. He told me I didn't have to. I told Him I was feeling better and wanted to. So He allowed it.

He's been taking very good care of me. I will be going to work tomorrow. Having most of today unpaid is already going to hurt the paycheck. No way can I afford another day off of work. I'll be bringing some crackers to work with me.