I am kneeling, naked, and Master is claiming me. His touch, his voice, are all i am aware of....until He starts to pinch my nipples. He tells me to overtake the pain, to use it, not let it overtake me....sometimes easier said than done. I am finally invited over His lap, for a wonderful hand warm-up. Too soon, i feel wood....I ask what He is using. One of the small wood paddles, but the one that has holes....ouchy for sure.
Finally, Master tells to me get up and present Him my bottom...I am up and leaning over....Master asks if I am warmed up enough for the large leather strop, i believe i am. I am guessing maybe 100, and after the first set, I settle in, enjoying the feel, the sensations, until He moves a set from my bottom to my back. Back to my bottom, and all is well once again. Then i feel the swish of the horse hair. It is a flogger, but the strands are all very light, it is one of the few toys that i enjoy on my breast. He is alternating flogging with it and just swishing it over my back, bottom and legs. I am thinking this can't get any better, when Master stops, and asks if I would prefer the larger leather flogger...silly question.
Master says He is not going to count, He is just going to flog me until His arm is tired. I settle in knowing I am in for a wonderful long session with that flogger. Master again alternates flogging and just swishing and dragging the strands, up and down my back, my bottom my legs....all is wonderful in my world:). After a lengthy session Master stops and says, you asked me for something a few weeks ago, it is time I delivered.
I am thinking back, and honestly have no clue, Master laughs and says it has to to with a picture of you. Now I usually try to hide whenever anyone takes out a camera, Master is grinning and suddenly the light dawns. It was about a month ago, Master had cum all over my face...it was a first, and a rather delightful one. Later, when we were talking about it , i said i wished i had thought to ask for a picture, so i could see what i looked like. So, i did ask, if we did this again, could i have a picture of myself? Master thanked me for asking and said it sounded like a good idea.
Ahhh, as the light dawns, Master laughs and says, you need to get things started, as He is pointing at the spot between His legs. I eagerly get to pleasuring Master, thinking about what was to cum next. When He is ready, Master tells me to lie on my back, gets over me, and soon my face is covered with His cum. He gets up and tells me to be still, and i feel a flash...He tells me to open my eyes and smile....I should be enjoying my photo shoot. After a few more, Master is done with the picture taking.
He gets over me, and starts to use His cock to get some of the cum off my face and then tells me to clean it off...we continue in this manner until Master finishes up with His fingers, having me suck those. He then finishes wiping off my face with a dry cloth. He tells me He wants me to keep the sticky smell of Him on my face....He has not decided yet, if it will be til bed time...or when morning comes. I laugh and shake my head...in wonder of this man who always goes beyond my expectations....
Later, i thank Master for our fun Friday time, for remembering my question...His reply....i so rarely ask for anything, how could He forget? And....my asking makes it easier for Him, helps Him to know what i am ready for, where my head is at, what would please me, what would help me serve Him better...so He asks me to please ask...often. So...to all of you out there who also have a hard time with asking....I am thinking your Masters/Mistresses might just feel the same way.....