I have been recently been bestowed with the duty and honor of putting Mistress's panties on every morning before she gets dressed for the day.
She summons me when she is ready ... I kneel ... she hands me her panties ... she steps into them and I pull them up and into place.
My favorite daily duty yet.
Wednesday, December 11, 2019
Wednesday, September 4, 2019
Watching her
Hi everyone. It has been a while since I have been here, mostly because Mistress K. and I have been unbelievably super busy. All is well in our little slice of heaven even though our FLM has waned a little bit. The kinds of things that have kept us busy have been a direct imposition to our ability to practice our lifestyle. Again, all is well. We chalk it up to the expected ebbs and flows of life.
That said, unexpectedly this morning, Mistress K. called me into the bedroom. She was naked and had just finished putting on her makeup and was on her way to the closet to dress for the office. She led me to the edge of the bed, had me stand and lean over to rest on the bed. Then she lowered my shorts and disappeared into the closet, emerging with her twin tale leather paddle. I was not in trouble so was confused as to the reason for my impending paddling. She sat perpendicular to my head on the bed and began to paddle away. I did not notice that she has also retrieved her wand vibrator until I heard it buzzing after the paddling had begun. It was soft paddling but nonetheless, the edges of that damn paddle always leave a super sting even with the lightest swings.
At first I was not allowed to watch her masturbate with the vibrator while she continued to paddle my bare bottom. Then she informed that I was allowed to watch her and she set paddle on the small of my back so she could use both hands on herself. It had been sometime since I was required/allowed to watch her have her own orgasm and when I lifted my head from the pillow to watch, the sight was incredible. I was required not to move a muscle while she made love to her wand. Slowly (then faster) she was building toward an orgasm and I was reminded of just how incredibly sexy this woman is. When she neared her orgasm, she paused for a moment in order to redden my bottom even more, then replace the paddle on the small of my back again. She focused her attention back to her pending orgasm and required that I watch. I have talked in the past about being able to actually orgasm from merely watching her have sexual pleasure, leading to an orgasm .... and this beautiful scene before was moving in that direction.
I didn't cum (nor was I remotely even allowed to) while watching her, but boy did I want to. I can't even begin to tell how hot it is to witness Mistress K. receiving sexual pleasure and not being allowed to do anything but watch. That was an hour ago and she has since left for the office. I have been rock hard since. I asked her if I cold stroke in the shower and have at least a ruined orgasm and she said no. She did instruct me to edge ... several times but I was strictly forbidden from cumming. The combination of the sight of her receiving sexual pleasure, the infrequent recent opportunities for us to participate in our favorite FLM activities recently, and being prohibited from participating with her was just so fucking hot. The thoughts that are now running through my mind ...............
That said, unexpectedly this morning, Mistress K. called me into the bedroom. She was naked and had just finished putting on her makeup and was on her way to the closet to dress for the office. She led me to the edge of the bed, had me stand and lean over to rest on the bed. Then she lowered my shorts and disappeared into the closet, emerging with her twin tale leather paddle. I was not in trouble so was confused as to the reason for my impending paddling. She sat perpendicular to my head on the bed and began to paddle away. I did not notice that she has also retrieved her wand vibrator until I heard it buzzing after the paddling had begun. It was soft paddling but nonetheless, the edges of that damn paddle always leave a super sting even with the lightest swings.
At first I was not allowed to watch her masturbate with the vibrator while she continued to paddle my bare bottom. Then she informed that I was allowed to watch her and she set paddle on the small of my back so she could use both hands on herself. It had been sometime since I was required/allowed to watch her have her own orgasm and when I lifted my head from the pillow to watch, the sight was incredible. I was required not to move a muscle while she made love to her wand. Slowly (then faster) she was building toward an orgasm and I was reminded of just how incredibly sexy this woman is. When she neared her orgasm, she paused for a moment in order to redden my bottom even more, then replace the paddle on the small of my back again. She focused her attention back to her pending orgasm and required that I watch. I have talked in the past about being able to actually orgasm from merely watching her have sexual pleasure, leading to an orgasm .... and this beautiful scene before was moving in that direction.
I didn't cum (nor was I remotely even allowed to) while watching her, but boy did I want to. I can't even begin to tell how hot it is to witness Mistress K. receiving sexual pleasure and not being allowed to do anything but watch. That was an hour ago and she has since left for the office. I have been rock hard since. I asked her if I cold stroke in the shower and have at least a ruined orgasm and she said no. She did instruct me to edge ... several times but I was strictly forbidden from cumming. The combination of the sight of her receiving sexual pleasure, the infrequent recent opportunities for us to participate in our favorite FLM activities recently, and being prohibited from participating with her was just so fucking hot. The thoughts that are now running through my mind ...............
Monday, February 25, 2019
Unexpected bliss
Something unexpected (and unexplainable) happened. Yesterday (Sunday), I was sleeping on the couch watching golf. Mistress was feeling frisky and came over to me and started to spoon me. She was sheepish, demure ... and horny!
The "unexpected" part was us being alone for an hour without the possibility of being interrupted. While she spooning me, she was grinding her hips against my bottom and we were in the perfect position for me to explain to her that I wished she was wearing her strap on, and that her rubber cock was inside of me. To my surprise, Mistress immediately and enthusiastically said "let's go". I giggled because I was certain she was kidding and teasing, but she assured me she wasn't. The "unexplained" part was me declining her offer because I had been working in the garage all day and I was exceedingly not clean enough to accept her cock. I would be horrified if Mistress's memory of pegging me, of fucking me, included any degree of yuckiness ..... so I implored her to not consider it at this time .... much to my chagrin. She agreed but then "asked" me if wanted to be inside her? I hesitated, again, because I wasn't as clean I know she likes me to be.
It didn't matter .... she was horny and she wanted to get fucked. Fucked good. Fucked hard and fucked long. After some cajoling, I rose from the couch and held out my hand to help her to her feet. We went into the bedroom and she immediately became naked and got into bed. I went into the bathroom to take a "whore's bath" to get as clean as I could, then immediately went into the closet to put on "pinkie" (our pink cock sleeve). The reason for the cock sleeve was to ensure that Mistress would get the kind of fucking I knew she was craving at that point. Of course the sleeve makes my cock long and wider, but more importantly it allows me to fuck her basically as long as she wants without the usual worry of me approaching the edge of orgasm sooner than she is ready for the action to stop.
I fucked her good and she loved every minute of it. Just like this:
I had sent her this picture recently because I knew she would find it hot. She was so happy to be able to reenact it. Of course, so was I!
She had 2 glorious, loud orgasms in her favorite position (head down, ass up) and then collapsed to rest. I rolled her over onto her back so I could worship her beautiful body. Kissing her body all over, I thanked her profusely for allowing me to be present when she orgasmed and for owning me. Sometimes when mistress is in a post-orgasmic state of bliss, she will ask me if I want to enter her and have an orgasm. This was one of those times. Now ... what man in his right mind would say no when presented with this opportunity? Well ... a man that has been conditioned to savor the joy of remaining incredibly horny AFTER sex with his Mistress. That's who. I responded with "I would absolutely love to cum right now Mistress", but then immediately followed with begging her to deny me the ability to do so.
It was spectacular episode of witnessing Mistress orgasm. Watching her writhe in sexual bliss and when she denied me the right to orgasm, or even ejaculate, I was in the most glorious state of subspace, having felt like I was able to give my Mistress the kind sexual pleasure she wants and deserves. She wanted to get up out of bed and I helped her to her feet, then immediately kneeled in front of her to worship her and to thank her again for being my owner, being my Mistress, being my wife for allowing me to be present when she had her orgasms.
Unexpected Bliss indeed!
The "unexpected" part was us being alone for an hour without the possibility of being interrupted. While she spooning me, she was grinding her hips against my bottom and we were in the perfect position for me to explain to her that I wished she was wearing her strap on, and that her rubber cock was inside of me. To my surprise, Mistress immediately and enthusiastically said "let's go". I giggled because I was certain she was kidding and teasing, but she assured me she wasn't. The "unexplained" part was me declining her offer because I had been working in the garage all day and I was exceedingly not clean enough to accept her cock. I would be horrified if Mistress's memory of pegging me, of fucking me, included any degree of yuckiness ..... so I implored her to not consider it at this time .... much to my chagrin. She agreed but then "asked" me if wanted to be inside her? I hesitated, again, because I wasn't as clean I know she likes me to be.
It didn't matter .... she was horny and she wanted to get fucked. Fucked good. Fucked hard and fucked long. After some cajoling, I rose from the couch and held out my hand to help her to her feet. We went into the bedroom and she immediately became naked and got into bed. I went into the bathroom to take a "whore's bath" to get as clean as I could, then immediately went into the closet to put on "pinkie" (our pink cock sleeve). The reason for the cock sleeve was to ensure that Mistress would get the kind of fucking I knew she was craving at that point. Of course the sleeve makes my cock long and wider, but more importantly it allows me to fuck her basically as long as she wants without the usual worry of me approaching the edge of orgasm sooner than she is ready for the action to stop.
I fucked her good and she loved every minute of it. Just like this:
I had sent her this picture recently because I knew she would find it hot. She was so happy to be able to reenact it. Of course, so was I!
She had 2 glorious, loud orgasms in her favorite position (head down, ass up) and then collapsed to rest. I rolled her over onto her back so I could worship her beautiful body. Kissing her body all over, I thanked her profusely for allowing me to be present when she orgasmed and for owning me. Sometimes when mistress is in a post-orgasmic state of bliss, she will ask me if I want to enter her and have an orgasm. This was one of those times. Now ... what man in his right mind would say no when presented with this opportunity? Well ... a man that has been conditioned to savor the joy of remaining incredibly horny AFTER sex with his Mistress. That's who. I responded with "I would absolutely love to cum right now Mistress", but then immediately followed with begging her to deny me the ability to do so.
It was spectacular episode of witnessing Mistress orgasm. Watching her writhe in sexual bliss and when she denied me the right to orgasm, or even ejaculate, I was in the most glorious state of subspace, having felt like I was able to give my Mistress the kind sexual pleasure she wants and deserves. She wanted to get up out of bed and I helped her to her feet, then immediately kneeled in front of her to worship her and to thank her again for being my owner, being my Mistress, being my wife for allowing me to be present when she had her orgasms.
Unexpected Bliss indeed!
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