Too Long

Last night Master and I were trying to think of something to do. While doing so I asked if He wanted to watch a porno. He shrugged and said sure why not. I pulled out all of the dvds we have, which honestly aren't all that many, and asked Him to pick one out. I normally choose but He doesn't really care but I had already asked if I could go use the bathroom so I figured that maybe He would pick one out. He did. But not the way I thought. He simply stacked them all in a pile and picked the one on top. *laughs* It ended up being one where it is predominately anal sex. In fact one of the first scenes in it is a chick taking a baseball bat sized dildo up her ass after basically being fisted in the ass. That scene always makes me cringe. Master said that she must be made out of elastic. He's probably right.

Anyway, we both got undressed and curled up under the covers while we watched it. The next scene wasn't quite as horrifying and Master was kind enough to fast forward through most of the first scene anyway. Like I said, the entire dvd is mainly anal sex. We haven't done that in a long time. Longer than it should be. So I turned my head a bit and asked Him if He would like to try anal. He said, "You don't have to ask me twice."

And that started it off. He almost immediately moved my hair off to the side and just started chewing on my neck and shoulder. Sometimes He would dig His teeth in and actually pull backwards so that my entire shoulder moved back with Him. I do have to say I have very pretty bruises from it today.

Once He was done biting me He gently turned me over onto my stomach. After He entered me He asked me if I wanted the dvd to keep playing. I told Him that I didn't care so He reached over my head where the remote was and turned it off.

He commented on how dripping wet I already was. Biting like that will do that to me. He fucked me deep and slow, allowing me to cum several times. After I was nice and deep into my sub space He pulled out and told me to get the lube.

Well, the lube we normally use was still packed away. (Like I said, it has been too long.) But I had another one accessible. We had never tried it before but I opened it up and handed it to Him. I also grabbed my vibrator to use on my clit since that seems to help a lot when He is first sliding His cock into my ass.

He lubed both of us up and I put the vibrator to my clit. He tried to start slow but all of a sudden the head of His dick slid in and it hurt like hell. It felt like there was no lube there what so ever. I dropped the vibrator and Master immediately pulled out. I knew that He had lubed both of us up really well because He always does. The problem was that the lube dried out almost as soon as He was done putting it on. As soon as the pain stopped, which thankfully didn't take that long I hopped off the bed and went digging through my suitcase. Master was kneeling there wondering what the hell I was doing but finally I found it! I know how not sexy it was to just watch me digging around looking for something especially when it took as long as it did but damn it I was on a mission! As soon as I found it I handed it to Him and He lubed both of us back up again.

Round two!

And thankfully His cock slide in without much more than a small wince from me. I literally got off as soon as He slid halfway into my ass. He went very slowly at first. Very gentle. But from past experiences I knew that since it had been such a long time that I wouldn't be able to stay relaxed for very long. I told Him this and He said, "So what I am hearing is to fuck your ass hard." I nodded my head and He had absolutely no problem doing so. It felt amazing but it hurt a bit at the same time. I got off again and I didn't even need the vibrator against my clit that time.

He asked me, "Do you want cum up your ass slut?"

My response sounded desperate, at least to me, "Yes Master please cum in my ass. It's been too long."

As soon as those words were out of my mouth I felt His cock throbbing and I heard that familiar and wonderful growl coming from deep in His throat. It was intense in a very good way.

Today I told Master that I would like to try anal again soon. I know that my body has to get used to it. It really does. And it can't if it only happens once every six months. Master wants to push my body enough so that I can "handle it" for a longer period of time but He doesn't want me lying to Him and possibly hurting myself by not letting Him know when it really hurts.

Fun Fact

Master and I learned an interesting lesson yesterday. Master had taken four tramadol yesterday. It is a pain reliever. His back has been really, really fucking with Him lately. He in no way exceeded the dosage or took more than He should have in a 24 hour time frame. He has obviously taken this medication before. It works. His back feels a lot better after He takes them. But we have never had sex the same day He has taken the pills. Here comes the interesting lesson. A fun fact if you will.

I had put on lingerie so that I would look nice for Him. It was a body stocking that has small holes all over it. It looks great on me. The only issue with it is that sometimes my nipple piercing jewelry gets caught in it. Normally it's not that big of a deal but for some reason last night it was continuously getting caught to the point where it was actually hurting. I have horseshoe shaped body jewelry in my nipples. They are Master's favorite. I originally had just a simple barbell in each but He didn't find them as exciting so as soon as I was healed enough to put in new jewelry I went out about bought the horseshoe style.

Anyway, I didn't want to take the lingerie off. He loves it on me and I felt sexy in it. So the solution I came to is that I would pull the top part of it down enough so that it would rest under my tits rather than on them. It still looked good so at least that much.

Eventually we started to call it a night so we got down to business. *winks* He started by molesting my tits and fingering me before laying on His side and telling me to suck His dick. I slid down and I more worshiped His cock than I did suck it. Not that it was a bad thing. It was just what struck me at the time. I sure in the hell didn't hear any complaints from Him. *laughs*

After that He slowly pulled me off of Him and put me on all fours. He gripped me in all the right places while He was fucking me. My hips, my shoulders, the side of my neck, and every variation in between. He ordered me to cum over and over again and my body was more than willing to obey.

It felt like He had gotten close to getting off a few times but He didn't. I figured that it was just Him holding it off. (He's good at that. That man has some crazy self control.) He put me on my stomach and kicked one of my legs out so that it was bent at the knee. He placed one leg in between mine and the other one was keeping that one leg out. He pinned me to the bed and told me how ever after 12 years (it'll be 12 years in March) He is never tired of fucking me. I swooned at that and I have to say that I feel the exact same way. Our sex life is still amazing and I don't think that will ever change honestly.

While we were in this position it felt like He had gotten close to cumming again but He didn't. It's interesting how after fucking someone for so long you can tell, ya know?

He then had me bring that one leg back under Him and He put me in what we call the "rape" position. It is where He pins down my wrists and hooks His legs under mine. I am no longer allowed to cum once I am in that position. I think that is part of the reason why we call it that. Well, that and I literally cannot move even if I wanted to.

I told Him how I love how thick His cock is. How I love that it stretches my tight pussy the way that it does. He growled a little bit and told me that my pussy is as tight today as it was the first time He slid inside me. We were both hot. Not only do I mean revved up but I also mean as in we were sweating. His sweat was dripping down onto me. I find that incredibly sexy. I'm not sure why, but I do.

Suddenly He stopped and pulled out. I asked Him what was wrong and apparently His hip was starting to bother Him. I can understand why. He had been fucking me hard for a very long time. He didn't slow down once in that entire time. I asked if there was anything I could do. He told me to just give Him a minute. So I knelt up beside Him and just slowly stroked His dick. After a while He sat down and got comfortable so that I could blow Him. He chuckled when He went to gather up my hair. He said, "There isn't as much to hold anymore." After all, I just had 7 inches of hair cut off. But because of that His grip was tighter and closer to my scalp. I enjoyed the sensation. It sent waves of electricity down my spine.

He allowed me to set my own pace at first but then He became more aggressive about it. I just had to loosen my jaw a tiny bit and He moved my head the way He wanted to move it. I simply went by His lead and flicked and rolled my tongue when I could. Once more it felt like He got really, really close to shooting a load into my mouth but again He didn't quite peak. After that point He just held my head down and fucked my face. He didn't get soft at any period of time. He was just rock hard but not getting off.

He pulled my mouth off His dick and fucked me again. About another 20 minutes later His hip was bothering me again. Like I said I can completely understand that. I asked if He wanted me to be on top and He said no.

It was about then that we both acknowledged the fact that while He was having absolutely no problem staying rock hard and feeling everything like normal every time He came close to getting off He wouldn't. We knew it was due to the medications. It doesn't take a genius to put two and two together. I know we were both thinking it before that point but after that point we acknowledged it.

But there was no way either of us wanted Him to get blue balls. He had me lay on my back sideways along the bed. He just wanted to look at me while He stroked His cock. I played with my tits and fingered myself. I wanted to give Him a bit of a show. Hell, I thought that may even help. He really enjoyed it but nothing. So He pulled me to the edge of the bed and put me on all fours again. He allowed me to get off once more.

But in all honesty His hip was getting to Him again and I was honestly starting to dry up a little bit. I'm not sure why. I do have to say I was feeling a bit bad because I couldn't get Him off. I know it wasn't/isn't my fault but I couldn't help but to feel that way at the time. At least a little bit.

But finally I was able to watch Him jerk off. I would watch and then I would nuzzle Him and kiss His face.

We still had amazing sex. Now we know that when He takes that many tramadol that we shouldn't fuck.

Best Sleep In Over A Month

Master and I had amazing sex the other night. To be perfectly honest our sex life has been down to almost nothing for a while now. Mainly stress related. But we went back into full swing. I think my being on my period helped, as odd as that may sound. Usually when I'm on my period my sex drive goes through the roof for at least a day or two if not the entire time I'm bleeding.

It started with my putting on a thong. That's it. I don't usually wear underwear. But I decided to put on a thong. Master loves it when I wear them. That's all it took. When I started to get undressed so we could fool around I stripped down to the thong and asked Master if He wanted me to keep them on or take them off. Now granted, they aren't the kind that you can just move to the side. They would have to be taken off eventually in order for us to fuck. But for the time being Master wanted me to wear them.

I got comfortable on the bed and Master hovered over me smirking until suddenly He grabbed both of my wrists and pinned them above my head to the mattress. He immediately started sucking on and biting my tits, driving me crazy. He switched from one to the other and back again. Eventually He knelt up and started slowly pulling my thong off. I lifted my hips up off the bed so He could take them all the way off. He told me to slide up the bed. As soon as I did He was in between my legs running His tongue along my slit and flicking it over my clit. Once He slowly slide His fingers inside me I could feel my orgasm rising. It didn't take long until it peaked.

Afterward I knelt up and He had me stay knelt up in front of Him so He could run His hands across my neck. While He did that I reached down and stated stroking His cock. He gathered up my hair in His hands and once that was done I slid down so that I was laying in front of Him so that I could suck His dick.

I love the sensation of His cock throbbing against my tongue. It is a unique and delicious sensation. I wish my jaw would allow it more frequently.

After a while He pulled me up so that I was on my knees again before using my hair as a handle in order to turn me around so that I was on all fours with my upper body held high given the grip He still had on my hair. He entered me and it was as if we were both immediately on fire. It wasn't slow and it wasn't gentle and we were both loving the hell out of it.

He allowed me several orgasms before He had me kneel up so that He could bunch up a pillow underneath me. He had me lay down on my stomach so that the pillow kept my hips up off of the bed. He pinned me to the bed by keeping one hand on my shoulder and one hand on my lower back. I can not tell you enough how much I love it when He does that. I'm actually slightly disappointed when He decides to just prop Himself up off the bed rather than off of me. As soon as He had me on my stomach with my hips propped up and His legs hooked under mine to keep them apart I knew that I wasn't going to be allowed to get off anymore.

He told me that He was only using me to jerk Himself off and that I was His fuck toy. *purrs*

After He filled me He rolled off of me, I cleaned Him off, and then cleaned myself off. I took my pills and then we curled up so that we could drift off to sleep.

It was the best I have slept in over a month.

Porn Night

The other night Master and I decided that we were going to do something that we haven't done in a very, very long time. The reason we haven't done it in so long is because we didn't have a TV in our bedroom for quite a while. When our main TV died we took the one out of the bedroom and put it in the living room since it was the same size. That must have been.. oh hell... I don't know. About six or seven years ago? Anyway, since we moved we now have a TV in our bedroom again.

Yeah I know. What the fuck am I talking about.

We got undressed, threw back the covers on the bed and curled up to one another. After that we watched porn and just cuddled while watching it until we both started getting a bit frisky. We left the porno on while we fucked.

I'll admit that once we started fucking I didn't watch the porno anymore. It didn't bother me or anything, it's just that the way my hair was in my face and the fact that Master had me moving around and what not I just didn't pay attention anymore. Whether or not Master continued to watch I have no idea.

I'm just glad that we did something different. Something out of the norm. It was also the first time we watched porn since we moved back in September. There has just been way too much going on so when we fuck we pretty much just got down to business. Granted we didn't really watch a lot of the porno itself. I think we got about half way through the second scene before we started fucking. I'm not sure what part it was on by the time we were done because, like I said, I wasn't watching it anymore. *laughs*

We also hadn't really cuddled like that in a really long time either. I love cuddling. Yes, we curl up when we go to sleep but that's completely different. Well, it is to me anyway.  Whether it is to Him I have no idea.

I know that He enjoys cuddling, it's just that we don't do it all that often when we aren't about to go to sleep. I'm not complaining. It's not like I get mad about it. There just isn't a lot of opportunity to do so.

Sore & Sensitive

I normally don't wear underwear. In fact I normally find it uncomfortable. But not that long ago I had purchased a couple of lacy thongs. I had worn one shortly after I purchased them but since I hardly ever wear underwear I hadn't worn the other pair yet. But last night after my shower I put them on. No particular reason. And I know it's not really lingerie but I thought it would please Him. And apparently it did.

Later on in the night He got undressed and we got in bed together. I cuddled up next to Him while He was laying on His side. I reached down and started stroking his cock. He started rubbing my pussy through the lace thong commenting on how nice it looked on me. He moved so that I had to let go of His dick and He started molesting my tits. I gripped at His arms and upper back as I grew more and more turned on. When He was done He knelt up on the bed and reached to take my thong off. I lifted up my hips to make it easier.

He had me slide up on the bed so that He could eat me out. After a certain point I asked Him to finger me while He did so. Shortly after He started doing that I came. He didn't give me any time to recover and I was already overly sensitive. Instead, He grabbed my hips, pulled me down the bed, and then motioned for me to get onto all fours. As soon as I did He pressed on my upper back to let me know that He wanted my ass up and my head down.  I immediately put myself in that position.

As I said I was already very sensitive so as He was fucking me deeply I was clawing at the bed and trying my best to stay still. It's not so much that He doesn't ever want me to move during sex but when He grips certain parts of my body, such as the way He was gripping my hips last night, I know better than to move. After almost twelve years of our being together I know these things.

He allowed me to cum several times before He told me to lay on my stomach. While I started to move and had my right leg down fully He pushed His knee against my left leg so that it was flat on the bed but bent at the knee.

Sometimes I'm still surprised at how deep He can get inside me. Just when I think He couldn't possibly get any deeper, He does. After that point I was just His fuck toy. I wasn't allowed to cum anymore and sometimes, to me, that's even hotter. Especially when I'm already worked up and have had several orgasms and now I have to keep my body from tipping over yet again into one. (Yay for being able to have multiple orgasms!)

I begged for His cum and after He filled me we stayed in the position we were in except He was also bent over me, propping Himself up on His hands. Once He moved He collapsed next to me and I scooted over to Him so I could rest my head on His chest. It is one of the most comfortable things in the world after sex.

I cleaned Him off and then we got ready for bed. As soon as we curled up we both drifted off.

I'm still sore today. I love it.

Payment

I had made Master a paracord bracelet a while ago and He loves it. But yesterday I bought some charms to weave into the bracelets. He saw one He really wanted on a bracelet for Him. I was joking around and told Him I was going to charge Him. He laughed and acted all butt hurt about it. Then He smirked at me and said, "I'll pay you by eating your pussy." How can I turn that down?! Never mind I knew it was a joke from the very beginning of the conversation. He then asked me if He had to pay up front or after the bracelet was done. I giggled and said up front. Again He joked around acting all butt hurt about it. *smiles* It was pretty damn funny.

Later on that night though, after my bath, I dressed up for Him. I put on a see through mini dress that leaves my tits exposed. He seemed very pleased by it.

As the night went on He got undressed and climbed into bed with me. He had me lay on my back before pulling me towards Him so He could lay on top of me and molest my tits with His teeth and tongue until I was whimpering. He stopped and told me to slide up. I love it when He eats me out. After I got off He continued to gently flick His tongue against my clit until I finally lifted my hips and moved up even more trying to get away since I was so damn sensitive.

He then knelt up and before He had to say anything at all I turned around and laid in between His legs so I could orally worship His cock. After a while I stopped and looked up at Him. I asked if He wanted me to continue. I wasn't sure if He wanted me to continue with a blow job or if He wanted to fuck me. He told me to lay on my back. He entered me and fucked me hard. He alternated positions quite a bit before eventually asking me where He should finish. This threw me off a little bit as normally He doesn't ask. He either just gets off or He stops and tells me to finish Him off with my mouth.

I asked if He would finish in my mouth. I haven't had a load of cum shot down my throat in a while. He smirked and pulled out. He sat down on the bed with His back against the headboard. I got comfortable in between His legs and waited for Him to gather up my hair. Since it is so long it always seems to get in the way. He gathered it all up in one hand and as soon as He did so I started sucking His cock.

When He got off I swallowed every single drop, just like I always do, and kept His dick in my mouth for a little while, feeling the last few throbs and twitches.

Originally we had planned on staying up a little bit afterward but by the time we were done we were both tired. But a good tired. The kind where you know the sex is damn good and now you just want to curl up and go to sleep. So that is exactly what we did.

It was kind of funny today though. Shortly after we woke up and He had His morning coffee He reminded me that He had already paid for the bracelet. I couldn't help but laugh and I promised to make it for Him today, which I did. He loves it. *smiles*

Used

Last night I dressed up for Master. It is rather cold outside and the heat isn't that great here. So after my shower I put on a body stocking that leaves my tits exposed and then put on sweatpants and a hoodie. I know that sounds super sexy. But hey, it kept me warm. Once we were ready to turn everything off and settle in for the night I took off the hoodie and sweatpants, leaving only the body stocking on.

I was sitting on the bed with Master in front of me. He asked me if I had a mood for the night. I said that I would prefer to be used. He smiled and said He could handle that.

He pushed me onto my back, gripped my legs, and pulled me further down the bed. He laid on top of me and molested my tits for a little while. He then knelt up with my legs spread and Him kneeling in between them.

He moved my pussy lips around with His fingers and fingered me a little bit before finally guiding His cock inside me. He kept me on my back and I lifted my legs up so that they were wrapped around Him.

After a while He knelt up and without pulling out flipped me onto my side while He remained kneeling on the bed. He pinned my neck down with one of His hands and used the other to hold my hips while He fucked me, sometimes moving my hips so that I was basically bounging off of His cock.

After He filled me He just knelt there for a little while I felt His cock twitch inside of me. Once His dick became limp enough to just slip out of me He laid on His back and told me to clean Him off. After I cleaned Him off I got changed into my sleep clothes and took my pills.

I know that some people may think it's a little weird that sometimes I prefer to not get off during sex. It's not that I don't enjoy having orgasms. Just the opposite. But sometimes knowing that it isn't an option without permission and then knowing for a fact, from the start, that I won't be able to cum at all is a turn on.

Hooray!

I got laid last night! *Hooray!*
Master's ribs are still bothering Him. Thankfully they are slowly but surely healing. We both wish they were healing faster obviously. But He is just now being able to lay on His side without pain. He isn't wincing whenever He moves. But they still bother Him quite a bit. As a result, our sex life has been on hold.

I completely understand. Trust me I do. I've been in really bad to horrible pain before and I know I wouldn't want to fuck either. Well, I would want to but I would know it would be a really bad idea.

But last night Master said He was up to it and that even if He wasn't He would just pay for it in the morning. *laughs*

He got me really really revved up. He sucked and licked my tits for a good long time before sliding down in between my legs and eating me out. It didn't take long before I got off. Afterward He knelt up and I laid down in between His legs and sucked His cock. I alternated between just holding His dick in my mouth and only moving my tongue to fully bobbing my head up and down.

When I pulled my head back and His cock was completely out of my mouth I kissed the tip of it before kneeling up in front of Him. He had me get on all fours and quickly entered me. It was intense to say the least. We were both pretty pent up.

We were both pretty damn tired afterward. Tired in a very good way and in great moods. I know that I passed out pretty quickly. I believe He did. 

It doesn't seem that His ribs are fucking with Him too badly today. I know that they are still sore but He doesn't seem to be favoring them or anything. That's a good sign.

Hopefully that means that they are closer to being fully healed. Not only because of our sex life obviously. I don't like seeing Master in pain, especially when it is that much pain. I think that as long as He doesn't do anything overly physically challenging He should stay on track as far as the healing process goes.

Dry Spell

Master's ribs have still been really bothering Him. As a result our sex life has been in a bit of a lull. It's not that neither of us want to, it's just that His ribs hurt. I'm not mad or upset about it. Hell, when I'm in a lot of pain I know I don't want to fuck. Well, I do but I know damn well it wouldn't be a good idea at all. So I completely understand. His ribs are still bothering Him, but apparently last night He didn't care.

I asked Him earlier than usual if I should go ahead and take my meds. I originally asked because I didn't know what time He wanted to go to bed. He told me that I shouldn't so I assumed that meant we were staying up for a while. I was wrong.

He started to get undressed and as a result so did I. He had me kneel on the bed with my back to Him. He reached around and cupped my tits in His hands while He chewed my shoulders, neck, and parts of my back. And when He wasn't chewing on my flesh He was grazing His teeth across it.

Once He was done doing that He had me get on all fours. He placed one hand firmly on the back of my neck and His other hand firmly on my right hip. He fucked me pretty roughly at first. Not overly hard but rough as in forceful. I greatly enjoyed it.

He had me put my upper body to the mattress with my ass in the air and at first it was fine. Hell it was great. But then, I don't know what happened but a few times when He pushed forward something happened with my clit hood piercing. It didn't rip or anything. And honestly I'm not sure what the hell happened. All I know is that it hurt in a not good way. Something moved against something and owie.

It happened three or four times in a row. It wasn't the kind of pain that warranted me screaming or anything. But it did hurt, that's for sure. It was enough to make me dry up a bit. I reached down and adjusted the piercing a couple of times which made it feel better. But it did take a little while to "recover" from the dryness. I hate it when that happens.

Master then had me lay on my stomach. He allowed me to cum one more time before filling me with His cum. After He was done He laid on top of me for a while, totally comfortable and relaxed. After He moved I cleaned Him off and we went to bed.

The last thing He said before we curled up to go to sleep was that He had a feeling His ribs would pay Him back for all that tomorrow morning. *laughs*

Wanton

A few days ago Master had hurt His ribs. They aren't broken or anything, but they are bruised. Since then they have been causing Him pain, which is to be expected. Last night I was horny but I figured that due to His ribs He would want to just sleep. So I asked Him if I should just take my pills. He said yes. I took my pills and we went to bed. He had on a pair on boxer briefs and I had on a cotton nightie type thing. We curled up and I tried to get as close to Him as possible. We were both laying on our sides with His chest against my back. Like I said, I was horny. And even though I figured we wouldn't be fucking because we had literally just laid down to go to sleep, I at least wanted to feel His crotch pressed up against me. That may sound a little weird, but that's what I wanted.

I cuddled up and pressed my ass against His crotch. He made a little noise but then He readjusted His upper body which moved Him a little away from me. I moved back again. This time I felt His cock throb a little bit. I quietly moaned a little bit but then tried to continue to lay still. I readjusted my hips a little bit and as a result my ass pressed further against His cock, causing it to throb again.

He chuckled and asked if I was trying to tell Him something. I smirked in the dark and said, "Sorry Master."

I knew that originally He wanted to sleep so I was trying to behave myself but it wasn't easy.

In response He slipped His arm up under mine and moved the strap of my nightie so He could cup my breast in His hand. I honestly thought that He wanted to fall asleep like that. It felt really, really good. He wasn't squeezing or playing with it or anything. It was simply resting in His hand. I greatly enjoyed that sensation.

I felt my pussy lips becoming fuller and warmer but I was still trying to lay still thinking that He still wanted to sleep due to His ribs hurting.

I was wrong.

As we continued to lay there in silence I felt His cock throb more and more. Neither of us were moving. We were simply laying there with my breast cupped in His hand and my ass pressed against His crotch. Next thing I know He's tossing the blankets off of Himself and sitting up to take His boxer briefs off. I remained exactly where I was.

As soon as that was done He laid back down just as we had been, but His boxer briefs were off and my nightie was hiked up and the straps on my nightie were completely down. He cupped my breast in His hand again and started biting and chewing on my neck. I couldn't stop moaning, it felt that damn good.

He slipped His hand in between us and guided His cock inside me. He started off slow at first while still gnawing on my neck and upper shoulder. But it didn't take long for Him to start fucking me hard.

The sexual positions changed quite a few times. I was on my side, then on my stomach, then on my side again but with my legs crossed. We were both talking dirty to one another. A few times while He was gripping my tits really tightly I covered His hand with mine before reaching to place my hand on the back of His neck just below His hairline and sometimes reaching to rub my hand across His upper thigh.

It was just absolute bliss. The noises both of us were making, the words that were exchanged, just... everything.

Towards the end He asked if He should rape me. I begged for it.

He flipped me back onto my stomach with my legs spread widely. His legs were hooked underneath mine, forcing them to stay open, while He pinned my upper body to the mattress with His hands. I begged for His cum and eventually He filled me with it.

Afterwards I cleaned Him up gently but for an extended period of time.

The sex had been so wet though that we both had to clean up a bit before going back to sleep. He commented on how I had actually gotten my cum on His thighs. He called me a wanton slut. I simply smiled and commented on how I hope I have bruises in the morning from Him biting me. There have been plenty of times where it hurts in the morning but there aren't any bruises.

But I am happy to say that I do have bruises today! Love them.

Body Hair

I am so glad that Master shaves. I'm not referring to His face. I'm talking about His manscaping. He has always been clean shaven down there. Well, for as long as I've known Him anyway.

It's not only because I love the look of it, because I do. I just do not find man bush attractive. Ew. Icky. It's also because I love the feel of it. It feels so good when we are both freshly shaved and we're fucking. I don't really know how to describe it. It also makes me grateful for the fact that I don't have to worry about pubic hair when I go down on Him.

I'm also one of those odd people who doesn't really like a lot of body hair. This is why I shave every day. There are of course exceptions when I ask Master if I can skip a night but that's only ever because I have really bad dry skin or I have razor burn and I don't want to irritate it.

 I honestly never understood women who don't shave in the winter because they aren't going to wear a swimsuit/shorts/skirts. Ew. I couldn't imagine going that long without shaving. Hell, I can't imagine going more than a couple of days without shaving.

I know Master appreciates that too.

The only time He tells me not to shave is when He wants me to grow in a landing strip. When He tells me to do that I don't shave anything down there for a day or two so that I can get an outline. After that I start shaving again except for where the landing strip will be. I start off with it a lot wider than it will end up just so I don't have to worry about fucking it up so early in the process.

Eventually, as it gets longer I'll start getting it down to where I want it so that it looks nice. He doesn't have me do that a lot though. And at some point He'll get tired of it and tell me to go clean shaven again. I personally prefer being clean shaven but it's not about what I want. It's about what pleases Him.

If I could afford it I would probably just get that permanent hair removal process done. The down side is that I couldn't have it done on my legs because of my tattoos there. Apparently it would screw up the ink. At least that's what I read the last time I checked into it. But at least I could do my armpits and my pussy. Well, actually since He sometimes likes the landing strip I would probably leave that part alone and just shave that strip away when He doesn't want me to have it. From what I understand it's not a cheap process anyway. Maybe one day I'll get it done. Not having to worry about razor burn or missing a spot would be awesome.

Flexible

Last night made me realize how grateful I am for being flexible. *laughs* Master has always enjoyed twisting and turning me into various positions. Some of them are easier than others. And no, it's not always easy. There have been times where my legs start to shake. Master normally eases up just a little bit when that starts to happen. And then there are times where I am loving the hell out of it but when all is sad and done and I'm able to full stretch out my body I realize how much my lower back hates me. Normally when that happens Master is kind enough to have me turn onto my stomach and put pressure on my hip line and tail bone with His hands. That helps immensely.

But last night there was no need for that, which surprised me a bit since my back has been stiff most of the week.

I started with the whole flexible thing though. Once Master was inside me and was laying on top of me I started by raising one of my legs up and resting my ankle gently on His lower back. Eventually I did the same with my other leg, basically locking His lower body in with my legs. Well, not really locking since He could have moved me or Himself without much effort at all. You get the idea though.

I guess that gave Him some ideas because after allowing me to cum a couple of times He knelt up and grabbed my ankles. He moved me into different positions while I was still on my back, eventually pushing my ankles back so that I was basically bent in half while He fucked me hard.

When He allowed me to cum the last time it seemed to roll on forever and also, towards the end, triggered His own orgasm.

*sigh* Very satisfying.

I am not looking forward to the day that I can no longer be His personal rag doll pretzel. *sad face* I'm only 31 years old and I know that eventually my body just isn't going to let me do certain things anymore and when it comes to certain things in the bedroom, such as my flexibility, I am not going to be very happy about it. Hopefully I won't have to worry about such things for quite some time.

But I guess at a certain point I'll just be glad I can still fuck. *laughs*

My Favorite Sound

Last night after my blog post I took my shower and I asked Master if He wanted me to dress up. He told me that it was up to me. I said some smart ass answer along the lines of my wanted cock one way or another so I might as well dress up. *laughs* He chuckled at that. He told me to wait on getting dressed up until after we had done back rubs as we hadn't slept well the night before and were both sore.

Once the back rubs were done I went into the bedroom and picked out my school girl outfit. He grinned when He saw me. I hadn't worn that outfit in quite some time, which is exactly why I picked it out. Some people may find this funny but once I was dressed up we relaxed in the living room and played video games. Part of the reason was so we could just chill for a little while. The other reason was so Master was sure His back relaxed enough so that He wouldn't have to worry about it during sex.

It was about a hour later that Master turned off the game console and told me to get my ass into the bedroom. He was already laying down once I got there because I needed to take my tampon out.

I cuddled up next to Him so that we were both on our sides facing one another. He almost immediately bit into my neck. I couldn't help my moaning and sudden hard breaths. He ran His hands along my leg and ass while I reached in between us and started stroking His cock.

He gently pushed me onto my back and I whimpered when I had to let go of His shaft. He chuckled again and reached down to start undoing the top of the school girl outfit. However, the last four clasps are kind of difficult to undo so He told me that if I wanted my tits ravaged I would have to undo them myself. Trust me, I was pretty damn quick in doing so. As soon as the last one was done He pushed them aside and sucked on my tits. It instantly made me start squirming. I was able to lay still for a while but then every now and then I would rotate my hips against the bed. I was more than revved.

Once He was done He told me to slide up on the bed. I did so and He got comfortable in between my legs. He used His tongue to drive me out of my mind. It didn't take long to get me off. He didn't even have to finger me. Normally I need both His tongue and His fingers in order to get off. That's nothing Master is doing wrong obviously it's just how my body is. Nine times out of ten I need something to clench down on. But not last night. It was like my clit was on a hair trigger. As my orgasm peaked I arched my lower back and He wrapped one arm around my hips and forced me to lay still and flat against the bed. The orgasm seemed to go on forever.

Once the last shudder went through me He reached up and grabbed my neck so that I was raise up onto my knees. As soon as I was on my knees, it seemed to be in one quick and fluid movement that He had my hair wrapped in His hand. He then pushed my head down to His dick. I laid down and He placed both of His hands on the top of my head so I couldn't pull back. That was my queue to relax my throat as much as possible because I knew it wouldn't take much for Him to hit the back of my throat from that angle. He held my head still and rolled His hips so that He was fucking my mouth. I moaned and rolled my tongue as much as I could. I remember that at one point He stopped moving and I thought that maybe He did that so He couldn't cum. I may be way off on that but I do know that I moaned when He did that which made Him growl deep in His throat.

He continued to fuck my mouth for a little while longer before letting go of my head and hair. I didn't raise my head right away. Instead I kept my head perfectly still and just rolled and flicked my tongue so that His cock would twitch and throb in my mouth. I was honestly proud of myself that I had been able to keep my throat relaxed that long without even feeling like I was going to gag. That isn't always the easiest thing to do for a prolonged period of time.

Finally I let His dick slip out of my mouth and knelt up in front of Him. He was kneeling down more than I was and as a result my tits were right in His face and He took one into His mouth. I rested my hands on His shoulders, enjoying the sensation. Finally I just whispered, "Please fuck me Master."

He turned me around so that I was on all fours and slammed His cock into me. I was still on a hair trigger in regards to wanting to orgasm. He allowed it. He alternated between fucking me hard and then pulling back so that only the head of His cock was going in and out of me which felt absolutely delicious.

I lost count of how many times He allowed me to get off. I was much more talkative than I normally am during sex. He loves dirty talk but I don't do it as often as I probably should. I said that I loved how His thick cock stretches my tight pussy. He responded by saying that it was because I was a good slut.

Eventually He told me that I was no longer allowed to cum and pushed me down so that I was laying on my stomach. One of my legs went straight back, underneath Him and my other leg He pushed out and up so that it was above His knee. He rotated His hips, grinding His cock inside me.

I talked dirty a little bit more and it seemed to trigger His orgasm. He got off very, very hard and growled very loudly. I focused completely on the sensation of His cock pulsing inside of me and the sound of His growling. I also was grinding my hips against Him as His orgasm peaked.

Once He was done I smiled to myself and told Him that His growl when He cums is my favorite sound in the world. He chucked and said that it's because I'm a sick bitch. I told Him that He loved it.

He rolled off of me and had me clean off His cock. We rested next to one another for a little while longer and then He allowed me to take the outfit off and go put "plug it up" as He puts it. When we both went to bed to sleep we crashed rather quickly.

Then this morning when I woke up He was already out in the living room. I have no idea how long He had been awake. I knew He had the blinds in the living room open so I tossed on a longer t-shirt and went into the bathroom to change out my tampon. The next thing I know Master is behind me and is raising my t-shirt. I raised my arms up over my head and He lifts it off of me. He took the fresh tampon which was still in the wrapped out of my hand and tossed it on the bathroom counter.

He told me to get into the bedroom, which I obediently did. I slid into bed next to Him and was on my stomach as I rubbed the side of my face against His chest. I wasn't fully awake yet but since when does that matter when my Master wants to fuck? Never.

He made me stay on my stomach and quickly knelt up behind me. I was a little wet so it didn't take much for Him to force His cock inside of me. I already knew that He was using me and that I wouldn't be allowed to cum. It wasn't because of the position He had me in, it was just something I knew. I can't really explain it but after this long together I'm usually pretty accurate when I read His mood like that. While He was fucking me He told me that He had been watching the videos I sent Him two nights ago and He just wanted a tight hole to fuck. That turned me on a lot and make me softly smile as He continued to slam into me. I raised my hips up so that He could get deeper inside of me.

After He was done He told me to clean Him off and then allowed me to go finish doing what I had to do in the bathroom.

Let me tell you, I am one very happy and satisfied slave. 

Amusement

Last night Master and I were bored. While we were trying to figure out something to do I asked, "Well... Do You want to watch that porno we found in the closet?"

One day a while back I had been cleaning out of the hallway closet and there was a porn DVD in there that we had no memory of what so ever. We set it aside to watch at some point. Since we were bored I figured we might as well try it. We have no memory of ever buying it so we don't know if it came free with a different porn DVD we bought or with a toy or what... We played it and now we know why we never watched it. It was one of those porno movies that tries to be artsy. The way they continuously bounced back and forth with scenes and different camera effects it was almost as if they were trying to give people seizures.. that's how quickly they were changing scenes. We waited for a little while to see if it would stop but nope... Needless to say we threw that out as soon as we took it out of the DVD player.

Now that we were in the mood for it though we put in a different porno. We made fun of it because seriously.. it's fucked up. One of the beginning scenes has this guy trying to shove a dildo that would make a horse jealous up a chick's ass. Holy hell. The scary thing is that it fit to a certain point. *wide eyes*

Anyway...

Eventually we turned it off and went to the bedroom.

Once we were in bed I sucked His cock for a little while before He turned me onto my back so He could molest my tits. After making me whimper and moan He knelt up on the bed and fingered me. I reached over and stroked His cock while He slid His fingers in and out of me, sometimes removing them completely so that He could run His wet fingers against my clit.

He told me to slide up on the bed. As I did so He positioned Himself between my legs and ate me out until I came and was so sensitive that just Him breathing on my clit made me shudder.

He flipped me over and had me get on all fours with my back arched and my upper body held up high so that I was propping myself up by the tips of my fingers. He gripped my neck with His hand to help me stay in position while He slammed His cock in and out of me.

After He allowed me to cum He had me put my ass in the air and my face to the mattress. It was absolutely incredible. He actually had to gently tell me to hush a few times because I would get too loud. *smirks* He is never mean about it. It's always a very gentle "hush" or "sshhh". I'm sure it pleases Him since I can't always see His face when He says it but I can always hear the amusement in His voice.

As I felt His cock begin to throb I begged for His cum, telling Him that I love His thick cock. It tipped Him over the edge and He filled me with His cum.

I would say that it is the best sex we've had in a while now. Not that the other times were bad. They were all amazing but for some reason this time seems to have topped them. Well, at least to me. I can't speak for Him on that.

Flirting & Molesting

Yesterday Master and I had been flirting a little bit here and there. He had molested my tits a couple of times throughout the day as well. It has been a while since we've done anything really like that. Don't get me wrong, we've been affectionate. It's just that we hadn't really flirted. It may sound stupid since we've been together for 11 1/2 years but I think it is a sign of a healthy relationship if every now and then ya flirt with your significant other.

Towards the early morning hours He was sitting at the computer. We were both naked by that point since all of the shades were drawn and we just wanted to be comfortable. I walked over to hug Him and I rested against Him. As I did so He tried to get my tit into His mouth but I giggled because my arm was in the way and I didn't move.

He laughed too and then told me to get my ass to the bedroom. I smiled and turned around to walk towards the bedroom. As I did so He smacked me on the ass. 

I got to the bedroom first and got comfortable. When He climbed into bed He hovered over me before taking my tit into His mouth and chomping down with His teeth. He alternated between using His tongue and lips to using His teeth. I love it when He mixes it up like that.

Once He was done He asked if I wanted to be eaten out. Yes, I know some people would find it odd that He asks since He's the one in charge, but that's how He is. Sometimes He just what He wants and sometimes He asks for my preference and makes His decision from there. I said that I would rather just be fucked. He commented on the fact that I hadn't really been in the mood for receiving oral in about a month. Honestly I hadn't thought about it or realized it. I just haven't been in the mood for it I guess. No reason. *shrugs* Dunno.

He wasn't exactly rough with me while we fucked but He wasn't exactly gentle either. *smirks* He had it so that my legs were straight up with my ankles resting on His shoulders while He leaned forward. It felt great but my legs weren't really liking it. I hate it when something feels great but then something like that happens. So He knelt up to take some pressure off of them. The rest of it went off without a hitch, thankfully. He eventually had me contorted again but in such a way that my legs were bent so that we wouldn't have a repeat of earlier.

Afterward we went back out to the living room for a while longer before finally calling it a night.

I will say that our sex life has been hit harder from everything that is going on than I originally realized. It's not like either of us are shying away from the other on purpose. Our affection levels haven't gone down at all. It's just the sex. I don't think it's conscious at all. It's just a side effect from everything. I don't feel slighted about it and I don't believe He does either. At least He hasn't said that He is. And I'm pretty sure He would have if He felt that way. It'll pick back up. I'm not even worried about it. Do I wish it was a bit more active? Yes. But it's not anyone's fault. It's not as if one is begging for it and the other is pushing it off. That's not the case at all. It's just how things are right now.

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Hands On

Master and I fucked last night and it was amazing. I've always been one of those women that absolutely love the whole hands on approach. Pin me down, toss me like a rag doll, force me not to move... *purrs* I enjoy the mental aspect as well but last night is a good example of what I love about the hands on approach. At one point Master had me get on all fours and once He was inside of me He put one of His hands on my hip and His other hand on my neck. He had grabbed my neck in such a way that He had a grip on the front and back of my neck at the same time, while the palm of His hand cupped the side of my neck. His hands are huge and my neck... well... not so much. That's yet another reason why I absolutely love our size difference. He's 6ft4 and I'm 5ft1. I'm petite and He's a walking brick wall.

Today that moment of Him grabbing my neck continued to play on loop in my head. And one thing that it made me wonder is how long it's been since I've had my collar on. Oh how I miss it. So I just did a search on my blog and holy shit! The last day I had it on was January 3rd, 2012. I honestly didn't think it had been that long. Maybe because I can still remember how it felt on my neck. I still remember hooking my fingers under it when I was upset or just absently touching it for no reason what so ever.

I know I don't need it and that I'll never have another one again. The kind of metal I would need to guarantee that I wouldn't have an allergic reaction would be titanium and that is just too expensive. Especially since who knows if my next job will "allow" me to wear it. And I still have my cuff on. Thankfully I don't think any job will make it so I can't wear it. *shrugs*

Plus, now He has more access to my neck. *grins*

And on a completely unrelated topic...

Have you ever looked at your significant other and thought to yourself how physically attracted you are to them? I mean obviously I'm physically attracted to Him. Very much so. I always have been. But there are these moments that happen when I just look over at Him while we're talking and I think, "Holy hell He's hot."

That may sound odd since we've been together for a little over 11 years now. But the other day we were sitting outside on the patio and He had His feet kicked up on the table out there, leaning back in His chair. He had His shades on and His shoulder length hair was still somewhat wet from His shower. It was all brushed back and He was looking slightly off to the side while we were talking. And I just thought to myself how sexy He is.

Like I said I'm always physically attracted to Him but there are these moments that happen and it just smacks me in the face for a split second. I had another one a while back while we were in the car and He was driving. I looked at Him and He was driving with one arm, moving His head to the music. *sigh*

Tears

Last night Master and I had been not so much flirting with one another as much as just sneaking a quick touch or grab here and there. Oh, and Him occasionally smacking me on my ass. But really, that is how we flirt. We don't really do it verbally very often. It's all physical and with general body language. Like I said, we were doing that on and off all last night.

Eventually we did go to bed. He grabbed me and pulled me to Him, brushed my hair out of the way and then chewed on my neck for a while. I reached down to stroke Him for a little while before He stopped and told me to use my mouth. At the angle I was at and the fact that my jaw was a little tight I did the absolute best I could. He seemed to enjoy it a lot.

When I stopped I asked Him how He wanted me and rather than telling me He simply tossed me like a rag doll onto my back and I immediately opened my legs. He entered me and since I was already rather wet there wasn't much resistance. Did that stop Him from being a bit rough about it? Of course not. Why would it?

He held me close and fucked me hard. It was a nice mix and blended really well to the point that I couldn't really tell where the feeling of being held close in a very loving way began and the feeling of being fucked roughly ended.

After He allowed me to cum several times He knelt up and pulled my legs up so that they were bent at the knees and were up by my shoulders while my feet were resting against His chest. He got very, very deep. He bounced me off His cock while I was in that position and I don't know what triggered it but I started crying.

It wasn't full on sobbing. A few tears ran down my face and I sniffled a little bit here and there. It wasn't from pain. But just to make sure He eased up a little bit, He didn't stop though, and asked if I was okay. I nodded my head.

He leaned down, putting my pressure on my legs, and softly kissed my face. He told me that I hadn't been "raped" roughly in a long time. It's obviously not actually my being raped since I'm consenting. Basically it's how He refers to a particular position. I lay on my stomach, He hooks His feet under my legs so that they are widely spread apart and He grabs each of my wrists to pin me to the bed. I'm not allowed to cum and I better hold as still as fucking possible.

As He was describing to me that He was going to do this to me as well as put a pillow under my hips to prop them up so He could get even deeper He was pausing long enough to kiss my face very softly. That made more tears stream down my face. Please understand that these tears are not from pain or fear. They are simply from being overwhelmed by emotions. Particularly love and my devotion to Him.

Right before He pulled out so He could reposition me He kissed my lips. Once I was in position He did everything He promised He would. I wasn't crying anymore. I was too busy trying my best not to get off. However as soon as He was done, pulled out, and laid down next to me the tears flowed again but this time I was crying to the point that I had to catch my breath. He laid His chest across my back, covering my upper body with His. He rested His head against mine until I stopped. Again He asked if I was okay.

I assured Him that I was. He knew why I had been crying since the first time He asked if I was okay. After eleven years He knows that sometimes this just happens. It comes out of no where and there is really no rhyme or reason to it.

Breaking the Dry Spell

Last night we finally broke the dry spell. Yay! Like I said it wasn't anyone's fault that we were going through one to begin with. *shrugs* It happens.

We watched some porn for a little while. It seemed like a good idea at the time. Unfortunately it wasn't as entertaining as we had originally thought it would be. It wasn't one of the ones where there girls are hurt a bit. We hadn't watched it in a while, so we basically had forgotten that part. Sometimes we're in the mood for just sex or a little rough sex in our porn but other times we like to see the girls struggling to deal with what the guys are putting them through. It's nothing hardcore, which makes it all the more amusing. We watched a few scenes and then eventually decided to turn it off and go enjoy our own fun.

As soon as we were in bed and comfortable He was on His side and roughly pulled me against Him. I wrapped my leg around Him and He pushed His leg a little bit farther up. His arms were wrapped around me and mine were wrapped around Him. It was very intimate yet demanding at the same time. It was lovely. He chewed on my neck. Actually, it wasn't so much chewing as it was sinking in His teeth as deeply as He could without actually breaking skin. And at certain points it felt like He was going to, which only turned me on more. I scraped my nails along the length of His back a few times because it was so intense. I don't do that a lot but it felt... appropriate. It felt good. It only made Him bite down harder. He would release His grip on my neck only to find a new spot to chomp down on. I felt His cock throbbing against my lower abdomen.

He rolled me onto my stomach and flicked His tongue across my nipples, switching from one to another. I reached down and stroked His cock as He did so. There were times that the pleasure was so intense that I swear I saw flashes of color. He told me to slide up. Before I did so I raised my upper body a bit so I could kiss Him.

He sucked on my outer pussy lips, then dipped His tongue inside of me. He ran His tongue along the length of my pussy before flicking His tongue across my clit. As soon as I started to whimper in a higher pitch He would stop and go back to licking me inside and out. Normally I have a very difficult time getting off by only having my clit stimulated. I usually need something for my cunt to clench down on. But this time was different. It hit me in one sudden full body shock. I think He was a little surprised. I know I was. If He was, He didn't show any sign of it.

I wanted to sit up and lay in between His legs as He was kneeling up on the bed so I could suck His cock. But before I could do so He wrapped His arm around my waist and, as if I weighed nothing at all, He flipped me not only over but up so I was on all fours. Once there, I didn't have time to get settled before He pushed on my upper back, in between my shoulder blades, so that my face was to the mattress and my ass was in the air.

In one fluid motion He entered me. I was soaking wet and there was no resistance. He was balls deep before I could even take a full breath. It all happened so quickly that my I squeaked. (I hate it when I squeak. He finds it endlessly amusing.) He wasn't gentle with me at all. I loved every second of it. I don't think I stopped moaning at any point. My system was in overdrive. Every time He allowed me to cum I raked my nails along the bedsheets. I swear those things are made out of something other than fabric. I'm always expecting them to be ripped when I do that. That's how hard I claw at them.

After my final orgasm I snaked my arm underneath me and stroked His balls, applying pressure behind them so that with each thrust His balls ran over the palm of my hand, adding to the sensations He was experiencing. When I heard His breathing becoming heavier and more bass in His throat when He growled I begged for His cum.

"Please Master. I want to feel it. I want to feel it right there."

He shot His load into me and as He did so I applied more pressure with my hands on His balls. Not a lot. Just enough. After He was spent He allowed His upper body to fall forward so that His head was resting on my back. His breathing was heavy and I enjoyed each after shock that went through our bodies. I could feel His which made me experience my own.

After He had pulled out and rested beside me I cleaned Him off. Unfortunately I had to get up so I could go take my pills. But when I came back to bed I curled up with my back against His chest and He wrapped His hand around my wrist. It wasn't long before I fell asleep. I love sleeping like that.

I found a picture online that somewhat relates to this post... I find it amusing. In fact when I first saw it I smirked.

Hell Yes!

After I was done with Master's pet project the other day He submitted it and was waiting on feedback. The feedback was great but they wanted a couple of things changed and/or added. Okay, no problem. I was happy to help and happy to have something to do. The only issue was that the one thing that they had really wanted added, and so Master really wanted added, was being a pain in my tail. A huge pain in my tail. No matter what the fuck I tried I couldn't get it to work. Or, it would show up but wouldn't actually be functional. That pissed me off the most honestly. Yay it's there! Wait.. it isn't doing what it's supposed to do. Fuck! Back to the drawing board. I'm really, really glad that I was backing it up before trying something new. Other wise I would have been fucked and even more pissed. I tried to get it to work that same night but was unable to. I spent two hours working at it before Master told me to just take a break and try it again tomorrow (meaning yesterday). I wasn't exactly happy about stopping. It's not like I was mad at Him for kicking me off the computer, it's that the code wasn't doing what I wanted.

But okay. I'll stop. I think part of the reason why He kicked me off the computer is because how frustrated I was getting. Then yesterday He let me at it again. I'm not bad at some CSS but I absolutely suck at JavaScript. I really do. So I kept looking up tutorial after tutorial. Okay, that's not working. Nope, not that either. Mother fucker! I was honestly flipping off the computer monitor every time it failed. Or I guess I should say I failed but flipped off the computer monitor anyway. Master told me, before I started, that I had until 3:30pm (which was three hours away from when I put my fingers to they keyboard) and then He would need the computer. He wasn't saying that I had to have it done by then, He had meant that I could work at it that long and if it wasn't working by that point I would have to try again later on that night.

Finally, a little after 3pm, I made that coding my bitch! I got it working and I was so happy that I actually said "YES!" rather loudly and did a little dance in the computer chair. Master had been playing a video game and when He heard me yell yes He hopped up and said, "You got it working?!" I was actually a little smug about it. *laughs* "Hell yes I got it working!"

 He asked me to show Him but before I did I backed up that template. No way I was going through that again. I had actually made it look better than I had originally thought I could. He was so pleased. He was proud of me and I was proud of myself.

He had me get off the computer so He could resubmit it for review and gave me a huge hug and kiss and said, "I'll eat your pussy later on tonight."

Well, hell... I can't complain about that kind of reward! He hasn't heard anything back yet and is on pins and needles. While this isn't my "baby" I did put a lot into it and I'm excited for Him and am anxious to know what the response will be.

Later on that night I got a very long and relaxing back massage. Around 4am He ordered me to the bedroom where He ate me out and I exploded into a mind blowing orgasm. He scented me with my own pussy juices and allowed me to catch my breath for a moment. But I didn't just want to lay there to catch my breath. I got up, faced Him, laid in between His legs and took His cock into my mouth. I sucked it for a little while and then knelt up on the bed. He told me to turn around and as soon as I did He pushed His cock inside of me. I was highly sensitive and it didn't take long for me to get off again. He was kneeling on the bed and had me kneeling in front of Him so He could bounce me off His cock. Another orgasm later He had me put my ass in the air and my face to the mattress. Three more orgasms later He filled me with His cum.

Needless to say I went to sleep, curled up in His arms, with a huge smile on my face.