Realize

REALIZE

by Colbie Caillat

take time to realize
that your warmth is
crashing down on in

take time to realize
that i am on your side
didn’t i, didn’t i tell you
but i can’t spell it out for you
no it’s never gonna be that simple
no i can’t spell it out for you

if you just realize what i just realized
then we’d be perfect for eachother
and we’d never find another
just realize what i just realized
we’d never have to wonder if we missed out on eachother now

take time to realize
oh i’m on your side
didn’t i, didn’t i tell you

take time to realize
this all can pass you by
didn’t i tell you

but i can’t spell it out for you
no it’s never gonna be that simple
no i can’t spell it out for you

if you just realize what i just realized
then we’d be perfect for eachother
and we’d never find another
just realize what i just realized
we’d never have to wonder if we missed out on eachother, but

it’s not all the same
no it’s never the same
if you don’t feel it too

if you meet me half way
if you would meet me half way
it could be the same for you

if you just realize what i just realized
then we’d be perfect for eachother
and we’d never find another
just realize what i just realized
we’d never have to wonder
just realize what i just realized
if you just realize what i just realized

missed out on eachother now
missed out on eachother now

realize, realize, realize, realize

first session at subbie’s new house

As promised, Master finally came to visit his subbie at subbie’s new house!  And also, as promised, Master gave his subbie her reward for following his long distance commands…another intense session!

Friday morning, I called Master to make sure his plans were still on to visit his subbie that evening.  He told me he was planning to leave between 2 and 3 that afternoon….and that I had better be at home, in my outfit upon his arrival. 

“Sir, I don’t think I can get out of work by 4 or 5 pm…my usual quitting time is 6 pm, Sir.”

“You had better be there and ready, slut” he said.

“Yes, Sir…I will try.”

“Slut, I want you to wear your smart balls today…all day, do you understand?”  (What are smart balls, you may be asking yourself right now…they are two connecting rubber balls which have a string attached for easy removal, and hold two steel balls inside that move around when shaken, walking, etc….)

“Do I have to, Sir?”  Please don’t make me wear them all day…it is so hard to keep them inside me, Sir.”

You WILL do as I say, slut!”

“Yes, Sir.”

We hung up the phone, and I went into the bedroom, got my smart balls out of my dresser, pulled down my pants, and pushed them inside my cunt.  Hoping that my panties and tight jeans will hold them in, I redressed, and off to work I went.  In order to keep the balls from slipping, you have to learn to walk differently…to constantly squeeze your cunt muscles as you walk, to prevent the balls from slipping out. 

Now, the first job I needed to do once at work was a run to the bank to pick up the coin order.  Imagine me carrying out of the bank a bag of aprox. 50 lbs. of coin, while practically taking baby steps to keep the balls from slipping out…what a sight that must have been to onlookers!  Once in my car again, I reached down and push the balls back in with my fingers…than, once back at work, I had to carry the 50 lb. bag of coin into the building, down the stairs and through the entire basement to the money room.  Phew!…mission accomplished…Master will be so proud of his subbie!

The rest of the day wasn’t too bad…as long as I was able to sit at my desk.  At one point, I did have to walk to the post offce with the office mail, and accomplished that with little ball slippage. 

Master arrived, as planned, at about 4:45…too early to leave work…he wasn’t too mad at his subbie that she was not home and ready for him…he is a very understanding Master…he realizes that I cannot leave work at the command of my Master.  He dropped by my work instead of going to my house, to surprised me, and since it was nearly 5 pm, I packed up my things and we were off to my house for a wonderful Dom/sub night session.

Once home, we embraced, kissed, and Master started pinching and pulling my nipples up until I was practically on my tip toes.  He turned me around, unhooked my bra and told me to remove it immediately.  I took it off quickly, replacing my shirt, as we were going to go out to a local pizza house to pick up dinner.  Than he took two large rubber bands, told me to bend over, and wrapped one around each breast…albiet a bit lopsided…it looked aweful!…my nipples sticking straight out through my thin shirt, one higher then the other…I looked deformed…and Master wanted me to go out in public like that?  NO WAY!

I grabbed my jacket to cover them up, and he said…”NO…no jacket! 

Sir…Please….i’m NOT going out like this, Master…I can’t…IT LOOKS TERRIBLE!  Thankfully, Master’s heart softened …and he took the bands off…but I had to go out with no bra on and no jacket…my nipples still very noticable under my thin shirt.  Master knows I am uncomfortable being in public with my nipples showing…we got to the pizza shop…and I hesitated getting out of the truck…

“Alright, stay here, but if you don’t go in, then you will sit here in my truck, with this black duct tape over your mouth.” he said as he held up the roll of tape.   What’s the worse of two evils, I thought…showing everyone my sweet nipples through my shirt, or sitting, red faced and gagged, in his truck for all to see…I got out of the truck quickly, covering my breasts with my folded arms.  It wasn’t so bad…we were in and out of there in no time!  We got home and had our pizza, satisfying our hunger.  Now we had a “craving” of another kind to satisfy! 

In the middle of the living room, Master took his pants off, and I followed his lead, taking my pants & panties off, showing him my still stuffed pussy.  He was very please I left the balls in my cunt all day.  Master than stripped me of my shirt right in front of my wide opened, picture window in my living room…I quickly sat down on the couch…trying desparately to cover myself with my arms.  He then went into his bag of “tricks” pulling out a blindfold, and covered my eyes.  MY world went dark!  He put my wrist cuffs on, and connected them together in back of me…Master took his briefs off and stuffed them in my mouth, than sat down beside me, and started pulling both nipples HARD, and I moaned from the sudden pain!  Then he started talking as if he’s talking to someone else…

“You like that, slut, don’t you”..he said to me….”So does the guy looking in the window…he gave me a thumbs-up when you moaned!”  I was horrified…I knew he hadn’t close the curtains, and there are many people that walk down my street, walking by my picture windowed living room…I DON’T want a REPUTATION in my community as being the  RESIDENT WHORE!  I must have turned beet red at that moment.  I never know when Master is telling the truth, or just trying to scare me!  WELL, IT’S WORKING!  He left me sitting there on the couch uncomfortable in my own home, pondering  whether someone is watching me, and he went to set up his next scene. 

I heard him in the background getting things out of his bag…and setting up, in what I thought was my bedroom.  When he was ready, he took the gag out of my mouth, had me suck him off for a bit, and, using my nipples…he guided me to the hallway between the bedrooms…and tied my arms up between the doorways. 

He knew i’d want pictures, and so I heard him take some, and then I heard him curse… the flash wasn’t working…he took a few more anyway, in hopes they came out somewhat well…

He came up behind me, and lifted my blindfold, and I saw my reflection in front of me in a full length mirror he placed there, enabling him to see my reactions as well as hear them when he whipped me.  He put my blindfold down again.  He started to whip my ass as well as my back, first with his whip, and later using his crop.  I was moaning and getting louder with each hit, and I heard Master say, Mmmmm I like playing in your house, slut…no need to worry about the neighbors hearing you.  Even so, I tried to be a little quieter after that comment.  After a while, I finally quipped “Red…Please, Sir…Red”

“What a good, girl for using your safeword” he said.  I was trying to adjust my arms, so he asked Do your arms need a rest?  “Yes, Sir”, I said, so Master took my arms down and I was able to rub some life back into them.  He than raised them again fastening them back to the door jams, and said, “Now, you didn’t think you were done here, did you slut?” 

“No, Sir.”

Master continued to whip me…he put some clips on my nipples for a few minutes, and whipped me some more…then took the clips off and whipped my breasts…I couldn’t take anymore, so I finally said again “RED!”  He took a couple more swipes, and left me there to go set up the next scene, this time in my living room.  Once he was ready, he took me down, and lead me to the rocking chair…he took my blindfold off to show me what he had planned next…A suctioned cupped fat, nubby, vibrating butt plug…he put lube on it and ordered me to place it in my ass, and sit down on the chair, sticking it to the chair.  Once done and I was SOMEWHAT comfortable (as comfortable as one can be with something up their butt), my blindfold went back on, he strapped my arms to each chair arm, and than used another strap around my body, securing me to the chair.   Stepping back and looking at me, one thing more was needed…a gag…but not just any gag…a ring gag…he wanted my mouth open to hear my moaning, and to have easy access should his cock need attention, which, no doubt, it will. 

He sat on a chair in front of me, helped me to raise my legs onto his, turned on the switch to my ass vibe and than I heard the magic wand turn on…I immediately stiffen my legs as he pressed that vibration stick against my clit…with all this vibration, I could even feel the smart balls still inside my cunt, vibrating.  As usual, he was turned on by the look of me tied up and at his mercy, and his cock was hard and drewling cum…so he put my legs down, got up, put the wand in my hand and ORDERED me to to keep the wand vibrating on my clit, came around to my side, and forced his cock through the ring gag hole and into in my mouth, and I began servicing Master.  Not an easy feat with my mouth held open by a ring…I was trying to lick his cock with my tongue… when he pulled his cock out, strings of his cum and my saliva drewled out of my mouth…A kodak moment he thought, so he grabbed the camera…and snapped a picture. Again, no flash.

He put clips on my nipples again, sat back down and continued working my clit, on and off…he took the clips off my nips and used the wand on them…the vibe in my ass driving me crazy…feeling that maybe there was too much going on for me, he pulled the smart balls out of my cunt…and removed the ring gag..that was a relief….then taped my mouth with duct tape…and he continued with the wand some more, occasionally, using his finger on my g-spot…that nearly did make me orgasm, but alas, he took it out before I came…from time to time, he held my nose so I couldn’t breath, in hopes it would take me over that edge…but it just wasn’t happening…I think there was just TOO MUCH stimulation, and I couldn’t concentrate enough to have that big one…he realized this, so he turned the wand and butt plug off, untied my body and then my arms, helped me lift myself off of the butt plug, and led me into my bedroom…pushing me onto my bed, I automatically lifted my legs up in the air…A perfect position…he climbed onto the bed and stuck his very HARD COCK into my pussy, my legs over his shoulders, and fucked me with such vigor, he CAME HARD…wave after wave of his cum shooting deep inside me…GOD…it had been so long since he has cum in HIS pussy like that!  Yes…he was satisfied…and I was elaited I had pleased him tonight. 

He already has big plans to modify MY house for our next play session.  I CAN’T WAIT!

 

Long distance commands

Master and I were chatting on the phone the other night…the distance between us is difficult for me at times…I do miss Master terribly since we no longer live together.  I miss Master’s hugs and kisses…and I miss doing all I can to please Master…whatever his demands.

So, before we hung up, Master commanded that I take my panties off, gag my mouth with them and tape it to secure them.  Of course I would comply…even long distance…..I would hate to think what punishment he would inflict on me if I hadn’t complied with his demand. 

Knowing that there could be a chance I would just lie to him, tho, and say I did as he requested when I didn’t, he decided he needed proof of my complience…I would have to take a picture of myself gagged, and figure out a way of sending it to him. 

He said “I had better have a picture in my e-mail by the time I leave for work in the morning, subbie.”

“Yes, Sir…I will try…tho I don’t know how to do that, Sir.”

“You will do as I command, or there will be a punishment when I cum down to visit you this weekend…Do you understand, slut?”

“I may have to take the punishment, Sir” I shyly mumbled.

“Suit yourself” he said.

We hung up the phone, and I immediately went into my bedroom, took my panties off, gagged myself and took a picture with my cell phone…

…I than thought that, if I take other pictures of myself as well…playing with myself, maybe that will please Master, and he would go easy on me if I couldn’t figure out how to send them to him by morning…So I put my japanese clover clamps on my nipples, and took a picture of them as I pulled them taut…

…than I got out my magic wand, lay down on my bed, turned it onto my clit, and took a pic of that…

 …Mmmmmmmmmmmmm…it felt soooo good…I didn’t want to stop…but I had to……I needed to figure out how to send my pictures to Master. 

After a few frustrating minutes of fumbling around with my phone, I finally figured out how to send the pics to my photo album on my cell phone account.  But how was I going to get the pictures from that account to his e-mail…I don’t have a computer set up yet at home, so I couldn’t log on to the account to send them.  And there was no way I was going to get to work in the morning, in time to send them to Master before HE left for work……

 ”Hummmmm … maybe an orgasm will help me think!” I thought to myself, so I lay down in bed and turned on my wand…within minutes I DID have a thought! (but alas, no orgasm) Maybe…if I call Master right now while he is still awake, I can ask him if HE could log onto my account and view the pics…that way, he gets to see them before morning and I am off the hook from punishment!  

He was still awake, so he got on his computer, and I walked him through logging on to my account.  Master was VERY pleased at his subbie’s efforts to comply with his long distance demand, as well as the additional pictures I took for Master!

“You will be nicely rewarded this weekend for your efforts, my subbie…with a painful flogging!”

“Mmmmmmmmmmm…I CAN’T WAIT!!!”

After all…a PAINFUL REWARD is SO MUCH BETTER then a PAINFUL PUNISHMENT!

We again hung up the phone, and I went back to my wand play…I was so proud of myself for pleasing Master, I had 3 orgasms before I went to sleep!

You were meant for me…

“You Were Meant For Me”
by Jewel

I hear the clock, it’s six a.m.
I feel so far from where I’ve been
I got my eggs and my pancakes too
I got my maple syrup, everything but you.
I break the yolks, make a smiley face
I kinda like it in my brand new place
I wipe the spots off the mirror
Don’t leave the keys in the door
Never put wet towels on the floor anymore’ cause
Dreams last for so long
even after you’re gone
I know you love me
And soon you will see
You were meant for me
And I was meant for you.
I called my momma, she was out for a walk
Consoled a cup of coffee but it didn’t wanna talk
So I picked up a paper, it was more bad news
More hearts being broken or people being used
Put on my coat in the pouring rain
I saw a movie it just wasn’t the same
‘Cause it was happy and I was sad
It made me miss you oh so bad ’cause
Dreams last for so long
Even after you’re gone
I know you love me
And soon you will see
You were meant for me
And I was meant for you.
I go about my business, I’m doin fine
Besides what would I say if I had you on the line
Same old story, not much to say
Hearts are broken, everyday.
I brush my teeth and put the cap back on
I know you hate it when I leave the light on
I pick a book up. Turn the sheets down.
Take a deep breath and a good look around
Put on my pjs and hop into bed
I’m half alive but I feel mostly dead
I try and tell myself it’ll be all right
I just shouldn’t think anymore tonight ’cause
Dreams last for so long
Even after you’re gone
I know you love me
And soon I know you will see
You were meant for me
And I was meant for you

Yeah…. You were meant for me and I was meant for you.

A subbie’s long awaited weekend with Master-day 3

We slept in on Sunday morning, neither of us wanting to wake up too early, but once we were both awake for a while, Master said to me…”Aren’t you forgetting something, subbie?”  I looked at him a bit puzzled, so he finally pointed to his already hard cock.  With a smirk on my face, embarrassed that I had forgotten my duty, I climbed between his legs and went to work.  I do love sucking his cock…anytime…anywhere…but I really wasn’t ready this morning for a cum load in my mouth.  I put those thoughts aside, tho…as Master commanded me to give him his morning blow…and BLOW he did!!!  It had been building up for a few days, and it showed with wave after wave of cum shooting in my mouth.  I always swallow his loads…I feel it is disrespectful not to swallow, but Master always makes sure I have something to wash it down with.  This morning,  the only thing readily available for chasing his cum, was a bottle of a Mike’s Hard Lemonade…so, here I was…resorting to liquor at 9:00 in the morning (does that mean I’m turning into an alcoholic?  NOT!)  Master had a smile on his face tho, and that was all that mattered to me! I quickly follow the liquor with my morning coffee.  Even so, alcohol on an empty stomach does not agree with me…and I already had a buz going. 

I took my shower and got dressed quickly, as we needed to drop his truck off at a repair shop, me following in my car, and by the time we got there, I realized I needed to get some food in me, so we went to our favorite breakfast spot nearby. 

Once our appetites were sated, we took a drive through the coastal areas nearby…it was such a beautiful Sunday! 

We eventually ended up at his place again, and I put my “domestic subbie” hat on jumping right in to cleaning up his kitchen.  I do miss my domestic subbie duties…I clean my house, but there is something about “cleaning for Master” that is different than cleaning for myself.  I guess it’s my subbie’s “need to to please Master” that makes it more satisfying.

Once that was done, it was back out to pick up Master’s truck again, and do some food shopping as we were planning on having a BBQ dinner.  Hummmmm…so far Master hadn’t acted on his threat of another INTENSE play session…(I was thankful tho…I needed a break after the last two days…every inch of my body was ACHING).  We prepared our dinner, while watching the ballgame, and after dinner, I again cleaned up in the kitchen. 

“We were just laying in bed relaxing when Master said “Are you ready for another session, subbie?”

I just looked at him for a second…I wasn’t…I had been enjoying this nice QUIET day we spent together…but then I thought to myself…when will we be able to get together again for another session after this weekend?  “Yes, Sir”, I quickly told him.

“Good…get into your outfit, than” he commanded. 

“Do I have to Sir?  I love that outfit, but I think I need a rest from it…it IS getting a bit tight, Sir” I said.

Ok, you don’t have to wear it, he responded, and with that, I quickly got up and stripped for Master. 

“Ready, Sir”

“Good Girl!”

I put my wrist cuffs on while Master put my ankle cuffs on me, and than he put a blindfold over my eyes, and led me back into his playroom.  My arms were lifted, one at a time, and fastened to the chains again…he than put a posture collar around my neck and fastened it in the back.  He pinched my tremendously sore nipples and I moan…remembering that our downstairs neighbor was home, he put a ball gag in my mouth to cut the noise.  Master then took his crop and started rapping it against each tit…the pain was unbearable…and just when I thought I couldn’t take it anymore…he kicked my ankles, commanding me to spread my legs, and he started smacking my clit repeatedly.  After he was satisfied I’d had enough of that, he moved around to my back and started working my already lightly bruised ass…at this point, I didn’t even now what he was using…the crop…the whip…the paddle…it was all a blur…my mind was somewhere else….

After a few minutes of this, he stopped and left the room.  What was Master up to?  I thought to myself…I just stood there…trying to keep my balance, and feeling my arms getting tired…especially my bad arm…within a minute he came back into the room…picked up the wand and turned it on, and I moaned as I shuffled my feet…I knew I needed to get better footing if he was going to throw me into an orgasm while hanging from the rafters!  He pressed the wand against my clit, and I started breathing heavily…almost panting as he worked my clit….but I never expected what was to cum next…ICE!!!   He placed ice on my clit…or my pussy…at this point, I didn’t even know …I just knew that all these sensations were just too much for me, and I start moving my feet…trying to get away from the FRIGID cold…but Master grabbed my hips and made me stop moving as he continued to melt the ice on my HOT cunt…he reached up with more ice and froze my tender nipples…then grabbed another piece of ice and placed it at my asshole, and, fearing he would shove that frozen finger into my ass, I screamed around my gag… but with such a HOT ASS, the ice melted quickly and the cold water ran down my legs.  He used the Wartenburg Wheel again on my now frozen nipples and clit and I moan from the prickly pain…Master asked “how is my little slut doing?”  With all this torture, I still stood my ground and nod as if to say “ok, Sir…I can take anything you dish out”  (which was really not being truthful to Master, but I didn’t want to disappoint him) At the same time though, I started to shake my bad arm…and Master than asked me, “Do you want to come down, slut?”  I nod my head again, so he took my arms down, and also took the posture collar off and ball gag out of my mouth.  I was so thankful for that…I can only take the ball gag for so long…but he quickly replaced the gag with duct tape…hot pink (He has many different colors of duct tape, but he seems to favor pink…but than, maybe he uses what he has handy at that moment…lol)  Master was preparing me for round 2…

He took a long piece of black rope, and started binding my breasts…”You haven’t been bound like this in a long time, slut” he says…I just shake my head, no…I do LOVE being bound with rope, yet he seldom uses his “roping skills” on me…my first though was I hope Master takes some pictures!  He continued to bind me… my arms, now firmly bound together in back of me with a second piece of rope, the rope fed between my cunt lips and attached to the rope again in the front.  Master turned me around and bent me over…he stood back and uttered the comment..”Ohhh…I can’t do that now…the rope is in the way” and I knew, right away, what he meant…he wanted to fuck my ass!  oh…too bad Sir…I would have LOVED that as well! I thought.  So He grabbed his camera and took some pics of me all bound up to his liking.

At this point, my mind had suddenly turned to my arms…I was losing all feeling in both my arms…and I began to panic!  I stood upright and tried to move my hands in hopes Master noticed something wasn’t right…he immediately asked me what was wrong and I tried to utter from beneath the gag…”MY ARMS, MY ARMS!!!!”

Master quickly removed the second rope and I start to wildly move my hands and forarms.  I could feel the life flowing back into them…which quickly turned to that “pins and needles” sensation.  Master took my blindfold off, and, figuring it was that second rope that caused the numbness, he left the first rope in tact, stating “You’re going to stay that way all night, slut…so get used to it”.  I was shocked and worried when he said this…I had planned on heading back home that night…I really didn’t want to make that commute in the morning…not to mention my thought of “how can I sleep all night bound like this…my arms still tied tight in back of me.”  I walked into the bedroom, and just collapsed onto the bed…and wiggled myself up onto the pillow…laying on my side.  Master saw me looking so helpless and sweet, so he grabbed the camera and again took some more pictures of me. 

I sat up when I heard the camera…not to get better pics, but to scowel at Master…I was NOT HAPPY he had decided to leave me like this all night!

Master truely did not intend to leave me that way…he just wanted me to be worried…or scared… that he really would leave me this way all night.  I never REALLY know when he is serious or not…so I gave him my scowel…to let him know I was mad at him.  That was all he needed…he untied the rope, and took my cuffs off my ankles and wrists…as I rubbed the life back into my arms again. 

As weak as I was feeling, I got back into my clothes, packed my overnighter…gave Master a kiss as he hugged me goodbye, thanked him for an absolutely WONDERFUL, Master/subbie weekend…and I was off for my long drive home. 

As soon as I was home, I took a long, HOT bath…my bruised ass, my raw nipples…I needed to sooth my whole ACHING BODY!  It felt so good… than I climbed into my “soft as a cloud” bed, and slept like a LOG…so very sated from this long, GRUELING, but “subbie satisfying” weekend with my one and only TRUE MASTER! 

You are the MASTER of my body, Sir…the MASTER of my soul, Sir…and you will ALWAYS be the MASTER of my Heart, Sir…forever and always!

 I LOVE YOU, SIR!!! 

A subbie’s long awaited weekend with Master-Day 2- con’t

Master and I were relaxing on the couch, Me between his legs, his hands playing with my “udderly” sore nipples, when he reached down and started playing with my pussy…as he played…his fingers going deeper and deeper…I asked Master if he’d like to try to fist his subbie…i’d always wanted to try that…I wanted to experience what it felt like to have a whole fist completely inside my slutty cunt.  Master was absolutely willing to try this on his subbie, so we got a towel to put under me, and got the bottle of baby oil ready.  I positioned myself facing him…my legs spread wide…he rubbed oil all over my cunt and his hand, and he started…slow at first…one finger at a time… but after about 10 minutes of this, he could not get beyond 4 fingers…it didn’t help that I just couldn’t seem to relax, with the immense PAIN it was causing me…I just don’t know what pleasure is derived from THAT kind of intense pain…to me…it was just painful…period!  So, instead, Master went to the playroom and brought out the magic wand again…he loves that pleasure stick, I think, even MORE than his subbie! 

I find that I am always tense when we first start magic wand play…my legs and feet were so tensed up, pushing against the couch cushion, that my toes got an intense “charlie horse” type cramp, and I had to stop our play until I got rid of the cramping…Once it went away, I had to subconsciously will myself to RELAX…. my orgasm wont happen if i’m tense.  Master used his usual technique of laying the wand on my clit for a few minutes, and then off for a few moments…he is such a saint…so patient is he, as it does take a while for my orgasm to hit…but once it does, I have MULTIPLE orgasms!   Master usually tries other techniques while using the wand, like using a dildo in my cunt, sometimes he has me tied up, etc…but tonight, he decided to gag me with tape, and after a while, he also covered my eyes with tape, and just when he knew I was nearing that threshhold of an orgasm…he pinched my nose closed so I couldn’t breath (he’s really getting into this breath play…much to my dismay…he had heard that orgasms comes faster when one can’t breath…but my thinking is one may pass out before the orgasm hits) and to my surprise, my orgasm hit right then (hummm…maybe there IS something to this MYTH)…once the first one hit, he kept me orgasming every minute or so…silent screams flow from my taped mouth as my whole body is put through wave after intense wave of these orgasms…my arms and legs jerk and flailing when I need him to LAY OFF ME, but he just won’t let up once he gets me going…(he’s such a devil…but really, he knows, that even tho I may say I want him to stop, I really WANT him to keep going, (Hummm…does no REALLY mean YES?)  just give me a moment to breath…that is really what I am telling him…the last HUGE orgasm brought me to shaking and near tears…he knew then…it was time to stop…and like the wonderful Master he is, he did.

Once I came down from space, it was my turn to pleasure Master…I got down on my knees and began to suck his hard cock…and out of the corner of my eye, I spyed the wand…Hummmmmmmmmm…yesssss……..lets turn the wand on Master…I grabbed it fast, clicked on the switch, and placed it right up against skin…that sweet spot just under his balls…and I got an instant response from him…his eyes closed, head jerked back, and as his body began to relax into this new, intense feeling…he was loving it!!!…I would rub the wand over his balls, and his cock from time to time, and every once in a while…to REALLY drive him wild, I would touch his pierced nips with the wand….Geez…did he move fast to cover them up…I just laughed!  For fun, I took a piece of duct tape, and gagged him with it…then I decided to make a game out of MY wand play…we were watching the Red sox game, so every time a Red Sox player was up to bat, I would have the wand on him, and told him the wand would not stop until that player got a hit…but if that player caused an out, the wand would continue through the next player at bat with the same rules… (Hummm…this was SO much fun…maybe I have a little DOMME lurking inside me yearning to cum out to play!) He was loving this as much as I was….and I think he was a bit sad when I finally stopped! But it was getting late…we both needed to get some sleep, as he promised his subbie another LONG day of play on Sunday…What do they say…”Be carful what you ask for…or you may just get more then you bargained for?”  NEVER!!!   I think we BOTH needed this weekend!  I fell asleep with thoughts of these last two memorable days in my head….

A subbie’s long awaited weekend with Master-Day 2

I woke Master around 8am by first massaging his already hard cock, and then gently sucking him off.  He knew I had to get going around 9 or 9:30, as I had to make the long trip back home and be at work by 11 am…but we relaxed in bed for a while, watching TV, then I got up and got dressed…and I was about ready to go when MASTER insisted I service him…”but Sir, I have to get going or i’ll be late”, but he just said, “my clock is fast… you still have time”, so I got on my knees and sucked him for a few more minutes…he then had me get up, he brought me into the kitchen, pulled my pants and panties down, bent me over the table again, and shoved  his cock back into my ass.  After fucking me for a few minutes, he tied my hands together behind my back again, guided me over the hard wood chair, made me sit down, wrapping my hands behind the chair, and told me I wasn’t going to work today…I was horrified…I HAD to go to work…they depend on me being there every Saturday!

He blindfolded my eyes, pulled my shirt and bra up and pulled my nipples hard, and I moan, so he taped my mouth.  He put clips on my nipples, and sat down in front of me, pulled my pants and panties all the way off, and placed each leg back on top of his.  The next thing I hear is the magic wand again, and I moan through my gag…and the instant the wand touched my clit, I stiffened again, leaning back on two chair legs …he played with me like this for a few minutes, but my arm was getting uncomfortable, and to his surprise, I was able to free it, so he stopped, took the clips off my nipples and sucked them.  He took some tape, and taped my pussy and also both nipples, pulled my bra and shirt back over my breasts, put my panties and pants back over my legs, and told me I was to keep the tape on ALL day…he took the blindfold and tape off and I was finally able to ask him…” Sir…how am I supposed to go pee?”

“I’ve left it open in the back…you’ll find a way…you should be able to peel it back a bit to pee.” he said. And with that, I thanked him for a wonderful night, and I left for work.  Because of his morning play, I left for work later then I should have, and hit a traffic jam on Route 93, so I didn’t get to work until 11:30.  He had his daughter over in the afternoon, and I didn’t hear from him until around 4:15, when Master IM’ed me again, asking what time I will be back up there?

“Sir, I didn’t know I was cumming back up…”

“Yes you are, I am not done with you slut…I have much planned for you tonight!”

“Yes, Sir…I will be out of work by 5…I will need to stop for gas again, and I have to stop at home…I really wanted to take a shower, Sir…and pick up some fresh clothes”

“No…no wasting time with a shower…come as you are…do you still have your cunt, taped?” 

“Yes, Sir…and I took a picture of it in my office liked you asked, Sir”

“Good Girl!  I will have some take out food for us for dinner when you arrive.” 

“Thank you sir…I am starving!” 

“OK, Now get going and don’t be late!”

“Yes, Sir!”

So I ran home, picked up more clothes, my hair dryer, hair brush, and a toothbrush, stopped for gas and I was on the road again.  My trip was much better…at least he didn’t tell me to wear my corset again, but I hit more traffic on 93…I did get there by about 7 pm though.  We had our dinner, and then he told me to get into my outfit again…

He took the tape off my nipples and cunt, and I dressed in my outfit in front of him…my crotchless pantyhose, corset, skirt and collar, and he put my ankle cuffs on while I put my wrist cuffs on.  He then clipped my wrists behind my back, blindfolded me, put a bit gag in my mouth…and he attached a leash to the gag.  He then lead me carefully into another room which he converted into his playroom for the weekend.  He attached my leash to a chain hanging from the ceiling, so my head was secure, and then attached each wrist to two other chains attached to the ceiling as well…he then adjusted my head leash higher so I felt as if I was hanging by my bit gag. 

He pulled my skirt down, and ripped open my pantyhose, exposing my ass.  As he grabbed one of his whips, he said to me “Last night was all about your PLEASURE, but TONIGHT, is all about PAIN!” and he started to whip my ass…he used several different whips, but I held my ground…I never used my safeword…I am a bit of a pain slut.  He  continued the barrage on my ass with his various whips for what in my mind seemed like hours, …but still no safeword did I mutter…After a while he said, “you’ve been such a good girl, are you doing OK?”  I nod and muttered yes, but motioned with my bad arm…he got the hint that I felt I needed my arms down, and he asked me if I wanted to continue? I again mutter yes…so he took my arms down from the chains…what a relief that was…clipped them together in front of me, got a strap and wrapped it around me, tightly, securing my arms in place.  Master then afixed a rope to my wrist cuffs, ran it down and through my cunt lips, up my ass crack and tied it off to a hanging chain so tight I felt like I was going to be split into two pieces.  With my breasts now pushed out from between my tightly bound arms, he pulled my nipples and I moaned through the gag…he then got several clothespins and clipped up both breasts…at least 3 on each.  Next thing I felt is a prickly sensation on my breasts…a Wartenburg Wheel…I had forgotten he even owned one…Master ran that wheel al over my breasts and cunt, driving me crazy…especially when he ran it over my nipples…I started swaying as best I could to try to get away from that wheel of torture!   Next, Master got out his crop and continued to pummell my ass…and then he used the paddle…I HATE the paddle…it delivered quite a STING on my already sore ass…it was getting a bit much, but still I did not use my safeword.  He finally stopped, and came around to my front and proceeded to take off the clothespins…one…by PAINFUL one….and by the time he took the last one off, I was in tears! 

“Are you crying, sweetie?”…I nod yes, as best I could…so he unhooked my leash holding my head up, and took the blindfold off…tears were streaming down my cheeks…He took the bit gag off as well, so I could finally talk again.

“You should have used your safeword, then” he said…

“But, Sir…I was ok until you took the clothespins off…that was too much for me.  They were on too long” I said through my tears.

“I’m sorry,” he said, “I should have taken them off sooner…but you didn’t use the safeword when I was using the whips on your ass.”

“Sir…the whips weren’t bad…really!” 

“Then He started to get mad at me…”Well…it looks like you are going to have some bruises on your ass.  I want you to USE your safeword, do you here me?”, he said as he hit my right cheek HARD twice with the paddle.

“Through my tears, I said “Yes, Sir”.

“Are you SURE you understand when you should use your safeword, he said again, as he used the paddle twice HARD on my left cheek?”

I was crying even more now as I muttered through my tears again, “Yes, Sir”.  I was crying, not from the pain of the paddle, but because I disappointed Master and made him angry at me.

He came around to the front of me and hugged me tightly, and I put my head on his chest as I cried my tears.  He un-hooked the strap around me, and we went into the living room to rest and watch the ball game for a while, but we were far from done with our play on THIS night…(more to cum…)

A subbie’s long awaited weekend with Master-Day 1

At about 5 pm on Friday, Master IM’ed me and asked me if I had plans for the weekend..

“No Master, unless Master has plans for his subbie” I said. 

“Then I want you up here tonight…how soon can you be here?”

“At this point, it will be around 8 pm before I get there, Sir.”

“That will be fine…I will have a take out meal for us, so we do not waste any time…I want to use you tonight…wear your subbie outfit for the drive up…corset, skirt, collar”

“Yes, Sir!”

I rushed home, stripped, put my corset and collar and crotchless pantyhose on and looking at myself in the mirror, I thought to myself, there was no way I was going to drive all the way up there in just this so I put on a black shirt jacket, my black jeans, and my black raincoat over my outfit, leaving my skirt in my overnight bag…Master will have to punish me when I get there for not obeying his orders…but he never actually said “your outfit, and nothing else”  tehe…I quickly threw a few things in my overnighter, and I was off…

The drive up was unbearable…my corset was so tight…I was actually having trouble breathing…(I’m sure I have gained some weight since buying this corset…I may have to re-lace the ribbon a bit looser)…..and I was also worried that other drivers on the road noticed my collar under my shirt…(I kept reaching up to cover the collar with my jacket)…I hit a traffic jam on Route 93 that delayed my trip further, and it seemed I hit every traffic light turning red (and there are many lights on the last leg of this trip!)…When I finally arrived, Master was not back yet from picking up our dinner, so I went into his apartment to make myself comfortable.  He had placed my ankle and wrist cuffs on the table, so I quickly put them on, took off my overclothes, and got into my skirt…I was all ready for Master…thankfully he never saw my overclothes, so I was hopeful I wouldn’t be punished.  I decided to lay on his bed to try to relax and breath a bit easier in this corset while I waited for his return.

When he came home, I was laying there on his bed, legs and arms spread, ready for his use and pleasure…I could tell by the look on his face that he was pleased with his subbie.  He came over and sat next to me on the bed, leaned over and gave me the most DELICIOUS kisses he has ever given me…I could tell Master was HUNGRY…hungry to use his subbie, like he hasn’t used her in months!  He folded down my corset exposing my breasts, and began sucking and biting each nipple, and right then I knew I was in trouble!  I couldn’t wait!

After a few minutes, I said “Sir…we probably should eat our dinner before it gets cold” (after all, I was starving, and in need of some quick energy for my night ahead)

While eating I was still having trouble breathing, so Master let me remove my corset…what a relief!  I sat at the dinner table half naked eating dinner.  As hungry as I was, I could only seem to eat half my meal…I think I was a bit apprehensive for what was to cum…

No sooner was I finished eating, and our table was somewhat cleaned up, Master put a blindfold over my eyes and guided me to a cold, hard wood chair, helping me to sit down.  He then tied my hands together behind the chair back.  He kept reaching down to pinch and squeeze my nipples, and play with my already soaking wet pussy. 

He then grabs my hair, pulling my head back, and forces me to drink the remainder of the bottle of Mike’s Lemonade I had been drinking with dinner…

“You do realize that tonight is all about pleasuring YOU, don’t you my little subbie?” 

Yes, Sir…I do now, Sir!”

“Good girl”, he said as he proceeded to stuff my mouth with a cloth, taping it securely in with neon pink duct tape…”This gag is needed as I sense you will be getting quite loud, and we don’t want to disturb the neighbors”…  I shake my head no in agreement…

Master again pinches my nipples, and I silently moan…

He pulls a chair up in front of me and sits down, tapping my legs as a command to put my legs up onto his…my legs spread, as they strattle him, I am now totally at his mercy…he starts to finger my clit fast…rubbing up and down and in quick circles, and I am getting hot…he continues to finger my clit, and his fingers enter my pussy with force, hitting my g-spot immediately, and he continues to rub hard…and I have such a need to cum at that moment…but he knew this…he knows me so well…he pulls out and rubs his fingers under my nose leaving a scent of wet lust for me to breath.

Then I feel something smooth and cold enter my pussy, and my only thought was the empty bottle from the drink he forced me to finish (I later found out it was the glass candy cane dildo I bought him for christmas).  He kept pushing it in and out, faster and harder…hitting my g-spot again and again…while he fingered my clit…I was so close to cumming at that point…my legs shaking and stiffening as I leaned back on two chair legs…but he wouldn’t let me cum…not just yet…He stopped and pulled the dildo out, again rubbing it under my nose…and I take in my scent in deep breaths…mmmmmm

He then takes the tape off my mouth, takes the cloth gag out…forces me to drink more Mikes, then re-tapes my mouth…(after all…we have neighbors to think about…) 

He reaches over and squeezes my nipples again as I try to pull away, and I whimper…my nipples are already so sore…he puts my legs down, gets up and leaves the room for a moment, and when he cums back, I hear him setting up what I think is my ultimate pleasure device…the magic wand, and I moan now, knowing what he has planned for me next…. he pinches my nipples again, and clips each one.  He sits back down, and taps my legs, and I rest them back on his legs…

I brace myself as I hear the wand turn on, and the second it is pressed to my clit, I stiffen my legs, leaning the chair back…trying to talk…to tell him I cannot take it…to please stop…i’m trying to get away from my pleasure…and yet yearning for more…knowing that I cannot get away from it until he takes it away…I start to lean into it…to change the position of it…to move it to just the right spot, that I know will take me over that edge…into subspace….into a subconcious state of extasy as waves of orgasm take over my body…even knowing that it isn’t going to happen…at least, not just yet…

Master senses my resistance melting away, and he removes the wand, giving me about a 10 second rest…but continues to finger my now extremely sensitive clit, and then back cums the wand, and I stiffen again…occassionally, while still gagged, he would pinch my nose closed, and within seconds I would be flailing my head…afraid I will pass out… At one point he takes the clips off my nipples, and I scream as the blood flows back into my tits…his playing like this continues for what seems like an hour…and with each resting period for my clit…he turns the wand onto my ultra sensitive nipples…and I struggle to pull away…then back to the clit again….and each time it brings me closer to the edge…my legs shaking as I inch closer to “the big one”…”his ultimate goal tonight”…”the point of internal combustion shooting me into deep space” …I don’t know how much more of this I can take…but then it cums…that so familiar HEAT…rising from the tips of my toes…COARSING throughout my body…an orgasm so huge I SCREAM at the top of my lungs, a scream of such high pitch that it comes out as silence (does that make any sense?) as my whole body is stiff, and shaking wildly…thrashing in the chair…trying to find a way to signal Master to PLEASE STOP…TAKE IT AWAY…I CAN’T TAKE ANYMORE!!!!!!!!  He knows this, but keeps it on for just a few more moments…enjoying the sight of his thrashing little subbie…knowing he has pushed me over that cliff…and it has so turned him on…sitting watching me has given him such a hard-on…he turns off the wand…puts my legs down, helps me stand up and guides me over to the table where we had just finished our dinner an hour or so before, leans me over a pillow he placed there, positions his cock on my asshole, and with no lube but the precum oozing from his cock and the sweat dripping down my ass, with one hard thrust, he goes deep, and I moan from the pain…and as each thrust gets easier, the pleasure takes over, and we get into a groove…Master taking a fistful of my hair, lurching my head back, as he continues to fuck my ass hard and deep…I moan with each thrust in…and breath with each thrust out…until I feel like i’m going to pass out…

He can sense I am beyond the point of being worn out, so he unselfishly pulls out before he cums, and helps me over to the couch to rest…he takes off my gag, unties my hands, and I slowly rub the life back into my arms…

After we had relaxed a bit, we got into bed, and as Master lay on his back, his cock was still hard and twitching as if taunting me, so I reach down to rub Masters cock, and I said “Sir, your cock is still so hard, I may have to sit on it!” 

“Oh, no…we cannot have that, can we slut…you told me you missed one of your pills this week” and he get up out of the bed, commanding me to also stand up and spread my legs…and I comply immediately.  He reaches for the duct tape he keeps next to his bed, rips a piece off, and tapes my pussy closed…he uses several more pieces for assurance…”there…now no accidents can happen.”

We lay down again…and he tells me to suck his cock…I just look at him…i’m really too tired out to give him a blow job…and I just stare at him, quietly and defiently refusing to do as he commanded…he got so pissed at me, he ripped another piece of tape off and taped my mouth again…”there…if you are not going to do as I command, you will stay like that the rest of the night!”

I was horrified…how can I sleep gagged all night!

His cock was still hard, and twitching, and I looked at it longingly…wanting now, so much to correct my wrong and please him with my mouth, but now I couldn’t…

“I looked into Masters eyes with my now sad eyes, and he barked “RUB IT!” 

I reached down and began giving him a hand job…I have never given a guy a hand job in my life, so I wasn’t even sure I was doing it right, but with his guidence, and some baby oil he ALSO keeps at his bedside, I managed to do an excellent job, and within a few minutes, he came all over his belly…I was beaming, I was so proud of myself for accomplishing that task and pleasing Master…

Master said…”Good girl”…now clean me up!  I quickly get up, bound into the bathroom to get some TP and back into the bedroom to clean Master up…back to the bathroom to throw it away.  Master let me take the tape off my pussy which hurt like hell, and then I  layed down next to Master resting my head on his chest, and we cuddled for a while, watching the Red Sox.  I finally got up the nerve, before Master fell asleep, to motion a request to remove my gag..

“No…you are to stay like that all night!”

I gave Master my sad puppy dog look…and lowered my eyes…knowing that my sweet Master would cave, and he did…he took my gag off…gave me a few sweet kisses, and we went to sleep…

OMG…what a night to remember…little did I know then, there was much more to cum…with the whole weekend ahead of us…

 

 

 

 

 

Are you missing me as much as I miss you?

I was lying on my couch watching my Sunday morning program, and feeling a bit horny…playing with my nipples got me even more excited, so I went into my bedroom, got out my magic wand and my bag of clips, dildos and vibrators.  I started using the wand on my clit, and put clips on each nipple, and after a few minutes, it was doing nothing for me.  I needed something else….

I got up, went to my closet and got out my black corset, skirt and collar.  Putting these items on for my sessions with Master always got me wet and excited, especially when I fastened my collar…there is something about that collar…a feeling of “ownership”…nothing else has as much meaning to me as my collar…I do love that collar, and hoped he would not be mad at me that I kept it when I moved. 

Once dressed properly, and feeling a bit more excited, I lay down on my bed again, I re-clipped my nipples with my Japanese clover clamps, feeding the chain through the ring on my collar, and I and started working my clit again with the wand…this time with much more gusto…I was now a “subbie” on a mission…a mission to get to that wonderful place that only “HE” could bring me.

I worked my clit in stages…just like he did…turning the wand off from time to time, bringing me to a new height of excitement each time I turned it back on again-with the ultimate goal of that HUGE ORGASM.  I have never reached that height alone…only Master has been able to take me over that edge…he truly was the  MASTER of my body!

After about 15 minutes of this, with various stages using a dildo in my pussy and clips on my nipples, I finally reached that peak…and took myself OVER the edge into a HUGE orgasm…lying there screaming…forcing myself to keep the wand on my clit as I went through the tides of my orgasm…

And to my absolute surprise….this orgasm brought me to tears…but they were not the usual tears of pain/pleasure that HE brought out of me…these were tears of emptiness…of missing Master…he was the only one to ever bring me to this height of orgasm…and now, here I was…forced, due to circumstances I could not control…(our separation…me moving away to give him the space to sort through the changes in his life and decide what to do), here I was…forced to bring myself to that orgasm that only HE could…ALONE…

I went into an uncontrollable, maybe even selfish, frenzied cry…all the feelings i’ve bottled up inside me, burst forth in the throws of that orgasm…the floodgates opened and I could not control them….the realization of just how much I LOVE HIM…how much I MISS him…how much I miss US…how LONELY I am without him…

I made HIM the CENTER of MY life for the last 7 months when I moved in with him, tho, I could have NEVER been the center of HIS life…a little girl in his life owns that spot…why couldn’t I see that before I fell so deeply in love with Master…so now I am alone for the first time in my life….I feel so empty…

In my frenzed crying, I called him…I needed to hear his voice…I wanted him to realize just HOW much I was hurting…

Since he was with his daughter, he called me back later in the evening, after he got back from driving her home…and he was telling me that maybe I should find someone else to give me comfort….I DON’T WANT anyone else…I LOVE him…HE is truely my Master…and I want no other…why can’t he see that…

Why doesn’t he MISS ME like I miss him? 

 

White Flag

“White Flag”

by: Dido

I know you think that I shouldn’t still love you,
Or tell you that.
But if I didn’t say it, well I’d still have felt it
where’s the sense in that?

I promise I’m not trying to make your life harder
Or return to where we were

I will go down with this ship
And I won’t put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I’m in love and always will be

I know I left too much mess and
destruction to come back again
And I caused nothing but trouble
I understand if you can’t talk to me again
And if you live by the rules of “it’s over”
then I’m sure that that makes sense

I will go down with this ship
And I won’t put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I’m in love and always will be

And when we meet
Which I’m sure we will
All that was there
Will be there still
I’ll let it pass
And hold my tongue
And you will think
That I’ve moved on….

I will go down with this ship
And I won’t put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I’m in love and always will be

I will go down with this ship
And I won’t put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I’m in love and always will be

I will go down with this ship
And I won’t put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I’m in love and always will be