Bet paying time was today....Master had the maintenance paddle and a 5 gallon paint stirring stick in His hand when I walked in. I mentioned that this was supposed to be a fun Friday....He replied, He won the bet and this was His idea of fun....i could not argue the point.
We started with the naked kneeling. Lately, He has been really concentrating on my breasts, and besides mushing and rubbing and tugging..pinching, harder each time it seems. Today was no exception, He did praise me for breathing and staying in position. When He was done
He started with the paint stick, it is light, but packs a big sting. He was spanking up and down my bottom and coming very close to my thighs. I was moving and ouching, so He decides to check and see if i am really suffering. Seems that part of me is enjoying the darn stick...I tried explaining that 'she' is not a good judge, but He was not buying it. He then starts in with the small paddle, stops, checks, and is soon asking if i can hear myself...sloshing...as His fingers 'stir the pot'. I can, but i hate admitting it....He thinks it would be interesting to tape it and see if anyone can identify the sound...REALLY???
He has me stand, He needs to go check something. I stay standing, and have my arms over my breast when He walks back in. He looks very surprised and asks what i am doing? I stare at Him....it is pretty obvious, i am walking around waiting for Him to return. He asks if i am 'in position' waiting for my Master's return? Ut oh....no I am not...i start to kneel , but am told to bend over the hammock. He explains in no uncertain terms that while waiting for Master when He is interrupted i should be in my kneeling position...and that i should never...ever..never...be covering myself up. He punctuates His small lecture with hard smacks from the paint stick.
I am back over His lap, He has my newest vibrator, checks to be sure i am still wet, turns it on and slowly, pushes it in and out...making sure the little 'wing' parts hit all the right spots. I am soon squirming...but am told to take it easy...this is going to be long and slow... I am soon so close, not sure if i can hang on....and Master is talking to me.....It takes me a bit, but i realize He is telling me He wants me to see how sweet i taste....and is holding the toy, for me to lick off....in a haze i do...and then He goes back to the slow torture. (This is where things start to get hazy).
He speeds things up a bit, and i am soon begging for permission....it is finally granted and i am soaring. When i am recovering ( i honestly am at a loss for more details....), i am told to kneel before Him. I do and tell Him i am dripping wet. He nods, and i start to suck...soon i feel like my pussy is raining on my thighs. I stop and tell Him i am dripping...LOTS...He wants me to continue...i do...and as i finish, i no longer am dripping....i am plopping large amounts of myself....large wet spots....and i am astonished.
This is a first...yes i get very wet, and sometimes drip a bit, but never like this. Master is all smiles....as He holds me and after a bit helps me to clean up. Master asks me if i still doubt that i am a sensual person...( that was my claim when we first met....and He has never let me forget it...as He continually disproves it). I look right at Him and say, 'this is the best bet i ever loss". Without missing a beat, He replies, "this is the best bet i ever won". Now the rest of me is melting....
I decide that i need to upgrade today....to a Super Fun Friday!!!
Have a great weekend all...