Printable View
zzzzzzz - WHAT!
I do not take kindly to being tied up when asleep. Try that when I am awake.
Since you ladies thrive on hints....
Look in the mirror. See any Dom/mes there. No? .... too bad....
seems decloakers, rings and high tech stuff will not help you much.
The book is fractaled, you see. Special eyes only...
but DO go on....:D
Pej
and confessions I love....:)
Natasha
Sir's idea wafted in my head like cigarette smoke. I didn't know it was a 'task.' "Look into her eyes and think of IT. It take's only 15 seconds for God's sake!" Think of WHAT?! His cigarette smoke was coming out of my ears.
A sheer camisole jumped out of my drawer into my hand as I was getting ready for my facial with Natasha. The Cosabella is a special piece for me, a confection. Whisper white, delicate and sprinkled with little white flowers, it is a showy curtain for my window. The rest of my clothes, well washed and faded, consisted of black jeans and sweater. But this camisole made me feel dressed up under my clothes.
Today was a beautiful day and I was going to see one of my favorite people.
I arrived early and there she was, looking at her watch, waiting for a late client. She smiled like sunshine at my arrival. Tasha was in for a treat today. I was going to show her my camisole WITHOUT showing her my camisole.
"Niki! I haven't seen you in...what?...six months?"
We gave each other warm, bust squeezing hugs, her breasts in my face and mine at her tummy. Although this is a very satisfying greeting, I end up feeling somewhat like a pet.
"Oh no...not that long. Wasn't it May? Remember? The gift certificate from my husband?"
It was obvious we were very happy to be in each other's presence.
"What special think do you vant me to do for today?" she said sweetly as I gazed at her lush lips.
Natasha reminds me of vodka and caviar, lush fur and the smell of ripe figs.
"The usual. I just can't wait to feel your magic hands on my face, whisking all my troubles away."
If it were me, I'd be blushing, but Tasha knows she's good. And how!
Tasha gives her customers privacy as they change from their clothing into spa clothes. Most women demand privacy when changing, and rightly so, (me too, especially if it's my Mother.) I didn't mind if she stuck around while I took my clothes off to put on the spa strapless tunic. But today, I had a dare to fulfill, a personal best. After all, it's just us girls, and you know how that ended. (Smirk.)
One of the reasons I like the Russian princess is that she's a lot like me, an earthy paradox. That sounds pretty arrogant. I like her because she's like me. The point is, paradoxical women are an anomaly, so we stick together, like magnets to metal.
Let me describe Tasha, because you know ME just a little. She's tall, big boned but thin, (that's the opposite of me,) huge hazel eyes, lush, juicy lips, very quiet demeanor, and has the aura of a saint. But, behind closed doors she loosens up, just a little. After I start the ball rolling with jokes and admissions, she will contribute her own. Give her a little vodka, and she unleashes herself! But, I don't think she would need a little vodka with me. I'm her American mirror.
Don't get me wrong. I'm not a girly girl. Tasha's not a girly girl. We are 'soul' sisters, in many ways. She sees it and I admit it. We talk the usual talk but every time, it gets MORE revealing. She is a little more talented than I at the tactic. (I think.)
Back to Sir's game, 'look at her for just 15 seconds, in her EYES, and do what?! OK! this is what.
Today, two things happened with that freaking '15 seconds' dare. :eek: I still can't believe it.
While chatting with Tasha, my clothes flew off quickly. I stood there, in panties with matching Cosabella camisole, complete with stiffened nipples, and looked at her eyes for 15 seconds, (I had to count in my head,) before I whipped it off and covered up with the tunic. She watched in stunned silence.
Finally, she commented on the camisole, "Ees this Cosabella?"
Laughter peeled out of my mouth and she got it. She laughed too, very hard.
"Oh Nikita, you pulled a goot one this time. I vill be tellink my husband about you." she admonished.
Sir, that was not all. I will tell you the second part later. This part has taken an hour to write. The next part is not so dramatic, but it deserves telling. Hope this gets you off to a good day. (That didn't sound right, did it?)
Nikita
Nikita, sorry I have been busy and distracted, but I am back.
Kat, loved re-reading that link you posted. I got quite warm when I got to mine and remembered the scene.
LTP, how wonderful for you to have such a good Master.
Damn n blast this fruitless book hunt. I am getting very frustrated with cloaking devices, decoder rings, and tiny little hints of chapters.
The fun part has been trying to get Sam to slip up and give me little clues. The wonderful things that can happen with chocolate sauce, whipped cream and cherries have made it worthwhile. Poor Sam gives me this look when I get that glint in my eye.
He has informed me I am on a tight leash, no fooling around with his body, he has real life duties to take care of. So I will slow down on the book search at tell you a tale of a slightly distracted sub that was learning her true desires.
Losing control...
I had to be encouraged to enjoy pain. I wanted it, got hot reading and thinking about it. The only problem was, in my fantasies, the Master had no concern about how much I was enjoying it, he just got his excitement from it. I had a mind set against wanting something like "that", good girls didn't do that. So Master always started slow and worked his way into it. He would usually stop just before I felt I was at my limit. He always read me well. There was always that point I couldn't get past. The problem was he knew inside this body I could go farther, my brain was holding me back.
One time about a year into our meetings, he started beating my ass with the crop (his favorite) and I was slowly letting that barrier down.
I knew he was really turned on with the idea of me getting hot and begging for more, a pain slut, so I started thinking of the enjoyment he was getting, and my pussy started getting wet. My hips started swaying as I began to stimulate myself by rocking back and forth as the crop struck my ass. I began to move into the swing of the crop and felt my pussy getting wetter and wetter with each stroke. I got to the point where all I felt were the stinging slaps on my ass, the pain residue, and my very wet pussy. He saw this as he continued to whip me. I don't know the sequence, but I went into this space of just being parts, my hot stinging sore ass, my aroused wet, near climactic pussy, and this wonderful Master who was enjoying it. We were all sort of connected by this invisible string into my mind that was totally controlled by my arousal. So I gave into all the things I was feeling, wanting, begging for and needing. I had the most wonderful pain induced orgasm, then curled into my Masters arms, it was so intense! I sometimes still have a hard time getting past that "certain" point, but the first time of letting go will stay in my mind and be remembered as one of our best.
Now if you will excuse me I need to go cool down, wonder if I can entice Master.....mmmmmmm.....
Mmmm...(heavy breathing)..ungghh...'scuse me 2, Jazzy..ahem...be back later...(Aaarrghhhhhh)Quote:
Originally Posted by Sam'sJasmine
Hey, babe--- no problem. I was married to a senior systems analyst for 16 years.
Quote:
Originally Posted by pejanon
As she handed my the robe, (a wrap around towel with velcro that fastens above the BOOBs)...By now, my nips turned from stiff nubs to bullets. (exhibitionist?) Sometimes I think Tasha's just like that gynecologist, but it just 'ain't' so.
By this time, she figured out I was playing some kind of game. Tasha motioned for me to lay down on the toweled, padded treatment table. There is a big spotlight above my head that Tasha uses to examine the face, real close up. I couldn't gauge her face, but I FELT she was smirking at my playful game. Actually is was YOUR playful game, Sir, that put me in this uncomfortable position!
She(?) got me to such a relaxed state that I easily reached that 'place' where there are no holds barred, a place I couldn't get to on the gynecologist's table. As I floated above my body, hands touched my face and blew little kisses on my neck. I giggled and tried to squirm away. If I squirmed, however, I'd fall off the table, so there was a CONstraint. Back to my 'place'...
Cuffs restrained my arms to the sides of the table, ankles too. The heat level rose. I couldn't scream in pleasure or agony so self control was a must.
A warm wet tongue caressed my aerole, stopped a little to suck it very hard, a tongue caress again, then a sharp bite, tongue again...
Oh my God...I have to take a break from this...(I really did take a break, two hours...OMG...Sir, what did you dooo to me?)
Back now...whew...
Let's see, warm, hands worked their way gently over my torso, the calluses caused a not too unpleasant sensation to my already sensitive body. The finger made circles around my belly button, the lips visited my nipples again and pulled gently on the rings. The hand meandered down to my smooth, but itchy pussy. Pussy humped toward the hand but couldn't reach it. Damn! The hand moved to the place where I wanted it. Yes...yes...oh yeah...and gently pulled ONE labia. The other one...it's over there, come back...you missed it! My hips circled, searching for the hand.. C'mooonn! I screamed inside my head. Don't be stingy.
Tasha noticed the squirming.
"Niki...Can I get you a pillow for your legs"
That question pulled me right back to the present with a jolt. I almost bolted from the table. My pussy was drenched as if I ran a few miles. Thank God there was a towel and not a pillow under my legs. There was no way I could have gone back to that 'place.'
So, I fought back frustration and engaged her in small talk, lively enough to give the impression that I was just having a passing 'cramp.'
As I left, my face glowed for three reasons, a) Tasha did a great job, and b) the frustration jacked up my blood pressure and I had to take care of it, and 3) I was sooo high from stepping waaaay outside the box on this one.
What a wild ride that was, Sir! :D
Nikita
Oh my, very hot, part two had me going, second cold shower of the day....
One of hers had come, if memory served her right, as a free gift along with some other items she had acquired. She had been unable to muster more than a passing interest in 'A Concise Manual Of...' oh, almost revealed the subtitle. Who, for example, would more than briefly skim a section absurdly calling itself 'Rules of Erotic Improvisation'? Well? Right. In the gravitational field of their joint making, he never knew what was going to happen anyway. So, like other unused items and concepts, the book was left to float, collecting interstellar dust.
http://i26.photobucket.com/albums/c1...Pahav/rec2.jpg
Anyway, it was never enciphered or anything. See? Here is the beginning of the foreword.
http://i26.photobucket.com/albums/c1..._Pahav/fw2.jpg
Yes, there was a ring that had come along with it, but it never decoded anything. It was an ordinary grade C megalomania enhancer. But who needed that? Was not homegrown, naturally developed megalomania so much saner?!!! Ah, the sensation of having stardust lovingly licked off her soles...
http://i26.photobucket.com/albums/c1..._Pahav/ri2.jpg
So, she has never hidden hers. She has placed them within full view à la The Purloined Letter, within his range of sight but ever out of his reach. His privilege: cold distance and heated closeness, be pushed, be held. Her privilege: send him into free fall, admire his flaming path, let him find a steady orbit again.
And, should he ever wish for a view from another angle, he would merely need to take a brief step out of their gravitational field, into that space where there is no above and below.
P.S. I really like reading these accounts of experiences with floating and free fall. Thank you.
Ranai dear,Quote:
Originally Posted by Ranai
At first I feared you may have given away the most sacred and secret location. On further revue however I see your posts have been both clever and sub tle.
keep the faith
Mad Lews
Nikita and Sam'sJasmine...what can I say my lovely subbie friends but HOT, HOT, HOT!!! You both had me searching franticly for my trusty vibrator! :D
Thanks to all of you who said how much you liked my account of one of my times with Max. And thank you Sam'sJasmine for saying I am lucky to have such a wonderful Master, but he is in the past now...but yes...he was wonderful!:)
I will have to perhaps search through my journal again to see what can find!!
And yeah...where the heck is nibbles???:dunno: Now we have to search for her too!!:p
Sorry LTP,
(Slowly trying to remove foot from mouth) I haven’t been involved in the forums long enough to know everyone’s situation. I am so sorry. :bawl:
Somewhere in the back of my brain I knew you were no longer together but that hot story got my thinking moving a little lower. See we women can be overpowered by our baser instincts too. :eek:
Hopefully you will find the right Dom/partner in the future. I know from experience these things can happen, and you can have a happy ending.
Best of luck and “ Tell me more…:cheerl: Tell me more….” about your adventures. They are so hot.
Jasmine
Quote:
Sam'sJasmine
Somewhere in the back of my brain I knew you were no longer together but that hot story got my thinking moving a little lower. See we women can be overpowered by our baser instincts too.
HeeHee, isn't that exactly where this thread seems to be moving? How our subby brains seem to be not in our top half, but resides in our bottom half. :eek:
You know....maybe THAT'S why we can't find that damned Dom Manuel. :mad:
LOL...You are right Kat.Quote:
Originally Posted by Katmandu
Awwww Jasmine sug....I am sorry I even made you feel the need to write all that *points up* But it was so very sweet of you luv! *hugs*Quote:
Originally Posted by Sam'sJasmine
And yeah...I can understand what you, Kats, and submissivewife are saying!! These tales are hot indeed! Enough to make one forget all about....wait...what the hell were we looking for anyway??:p
Oh well...since it won't cum to me...maybe I'll just post another adventure with Max!
This is just a little thing that he did that drove me absolutely wild:
There was this one thing he did that in my many years on this earth no one has ever done. I was thirsty, so I asked for some water. He went and got me a glass, but instead of giving it to me to drink....he told me to put my hands behind my back and to just open my mouth a little. He took a sip of water and then pressed his lips to mine and let the water flow into my mouth! All I could think was....have mercy! Drinking water had never been quite so erotic before this moment. Now every time I drink water, I usually let some just trickle down my throat to remind me of the feeling he caused by doing such a simple thing! And to think I used to hate water! Not anymore! :p
And our first night together when he was telling me about my safe words....they were the usual....red for stop, yellow for slow down, and green for go...well they might not be the usual for all...but maybe some that are used alot! He taught me how to use the safe words in the most sensual way ever. So...he had me stand in the middle of his room. He told me to close my eyes, but I could feel his presence around me. He had me lift my arms up above me with my wrists together. Then he asked..."What color is it?" I replied, "Green," with a smile on my face. Then he touched my lips with his fingers, and let his lips follow. After the kiss he asked, "What color is it?" A whispered "green" came out of my mouth. My knees were starting to get weak already! He would occasionally remind me to lift my arms higher, as he began to slowly remove my clothes....and before each strap, button, or zipper, he would ask the color. Suddenly I felt a sharp pinch to my left nipple that was not ending....but of course he asked the color....and I said..."it was yellow, but the light is changing to green again." He laughed and told me how I was pleasing him. He had placed a clothes pin on my nipple and did the same with the left. This went on through my first spanking, where he would occasionally pause to ask the color. I lasted longer than I thought I would before I said red!:D
He made my first night with him passionate, exciting, and fun! I was lucky to be his gem....
Okay...somebody else's turn!:p
Ladies and gents...
I daresay, these past few posts have generated enough heat to create some kind of tropical climate in the nether regions...please, let's keep it up:D ...(did I say that?) Where the heck is nibbles?
Nikita
Ladies and gents...
I daresay, these past few posts have generated enough heat to create some kind of tropical climate in the nether regions...please, let's keep it up:D ...(did I say that?) Where the heck is nibbles?
Nikita
LTP - seems your former Master used materfull (lol) way to introduce you to fine art of using traffic light:D
And - ruddy pink seems to be the best colour So close - yet ...
ladies, my compliments to all.This thred is turning into really hot one.
Do continue
romatic Pej
have fun
This reminded me of a task I did at ST before it became BDSM Academy. The task was "Naked Chef". To breifly discribe the task I was to cook Master dinner while naked and then serve him. I was to then kneel beside him as he fed me.Quote:
Originally Posted by learningtopleez
While Master took the children to the sitters for the evening I got myself all fancy. Well...I did my hair and makeup. When he returned I started dinner. Master kept looking at me while I cooked. I would look over at him and he would just be watching. I was very uncomfortable because I was naked and this was my first time doing anything around the house nude. I was so uncomfortable being naked I tried to think of ways I could cover up but that wasn't allowed in the task not even to use an apron. Finally the dinner was done and I asked him to take his seat. I presented him his plate and then knelt beside his chair. He said the meal looked wonderful and then started eating and then fed me. I felt the most wonderful feeling come over me. I was content being there as he ate and fed me. Every time he offered me a bite I could feel my body respond in ways I hadn't felt before. I was so turned on by the time dinner was over I could barely contain myself. When he was done eating I gave him dessert. He offered me a bit and I graciously declined. As he ate he teased me by licking his fork just so. I wanted that tongue on me. He offered a bite for me again and I said, "Master I am not hungry for food." He took my meaning and sent me to the bedroom. There he took the butt plug and put it in me. I hate anything in my ass but as he started using me the discomfort went a way and I had a wonderful orgasm. He continued to tease me afterwards and then played with my clit until I came.
Oh romantic Pej....if only all the simple things in life could be learned in such a way! :)Quote:
Originally Posted by pejanon
And btw...ruddy pink is a very fine color indeed! :p
Hope you continue to enjoy Pej!
Well submissive wife sug....what a HOT time you had!! Awesome story!:)Quote:
Originally Posted by submissivewife
Now if only Max was still in the picture...I could have suggested this for Thanksgiving...just he and I of course...but what an idea for stuffing a turkey!:eek: Poor man...just doesn't know what he's missing! :rolleyes:
I completely understand what you are saying too, about how you could feel your body responding in ways you had never felt before! It's such an awesome feeling isn't it? Okay...time for me to hit the shower....a cold one!:p
Thanks LTP not as hot as yours but the evening was HOT!!! Hope your shower worked. ;)Quote:
Originally Posted by learningtopleez
Yes it was a wonerderful feeling! I love when he gets me into those feelings and my attention is focused on him. Then nothing matters but him, me and the moment.
Girls:
This thread is going to be a danger zone for me, a real pantie wetter, all this squirming in my chair. (I've come too near to wearing something out.):eek:
At times like this, gotta pull out all the stops...(did I say that?) to address the consequences, thus, the need for ice packs.
Remember freeze pops? Those frozen summer treats in plastic packages you get from the grocery store? Wrap one in a paper towel and apply to affected areas.:D They are reuseable:D
Just a little tip from do-it-yourself Sally!
Nikita
ROFLMAO...Nik luv...you are a hoot! But you do cum up with some amazing ideas!! Now...I have to run to the store for freezie pops!:p See ya'll soon!
I am already prepared for the next hot story. When will that be gals?
where is nibbles?
Kat:
A valuable addition to the cast! Please post...inquiring minds want to know...if you haven't a story to post...how about, (hmmm) PM me.:D
Nikita
LTP: thanks for directing me over to this thread- I haven't really checked it out before you mentioned it in another thread. I really dig what I see (well, read...)!
-Phantome
It has been a while since anyone had said if they have gotten any where with finding the manuals, notes, decoder ring, etc.
HAS everyone given up on the mission? I for one want to find this stuff. Can anyone think of where else we should look? Any suggestions to get what we are seeking?
Nibbles...haven't heard from you in a while have any suggestions?
LTP...Do you have any thing to add?
Kat...Anything?
Nakita...what do you think?
I know I am missing some people but who else has ideas.
The breifcase was opened but no notes to find there. Desk was searched and I couldn't find anything. Since I am at the desk often that was going to be a given.
Still wondering about the Redi Whip....Do I still get to use that?
OK, here's the scoop. I got caught trying to undermine my Dom, and now am under constant lock and key! :mad:
I have to, literally, sleep in a cage at night, that is locked by padlock. Not only that, He has bought a new, EVIL, weapon called an 'Australian Tail', that is but a single stand of leather, and even the slightest disobedience on my part, calls for 5 slashes with the devil's whip! Damn thing stings more than anything to date used on me. :(
So, ladies, I fear I am unable to participate in any searches, ;) , until further notice.
Lucky Kat!:) ;)
So I have thought and thought subbiewife (sorry shortened that on ya!:) ), and the more I ponder the less coherent I get! Course it does make it a little difficult to look for a Dom's manual w/o a Dom! :p I mean....I know I don't have one hidden anywhere....and I have no Dom's place to search....so I figured I would just leave you all with another tale of me and Max....even though he is no longer my Dom...I got to keep the memories!:)
Being tied up is quite a thrill as I found out on one of my visits with him! Remember...I was new to all this and had never been tied up...really tied up, till Max. So here's what happened....
He was attempting to bring me to orgasm, orally, and I pulled away:eek: ...I'm not real sure why...I guess it was all so intense...it almost felt like I would die, ya know?? So anyway (and this is when the Dom in him shone through) he asked in a very stern voice why I pulled away from him! I didn't have an answer and said I didn't know. He immediately got up and went to his "bag of toys" and said he had ways to keep me still! Boy did he ever! He put leather cuffs with rings around my wrists and ankles and then out comes the rope! My hands were tied to either end of the bed and my ankles were pulled over my head and tied! I could not move! He then resumed his former manipulation of my clit...and I came like never before! The combination of being unable to move....at all....and having to endure (like it was difficult to endure:rolleyes: ) his continued stimulation was definitely mind blowing!
Later in the evening (I was not tied at this point!), Max wanted to see how well I could do as he asks without being tied. He had stimulated every part of me (or so it felt!) and was focusing again on my pussy and my clit! He would bring me right to the edge and when I told him I was approaching an orgasm and asked his permission to cum (as he requests of every orgasm I have!), he would deny my request, but continue to stimulate me while telling me that I had better not cum! My gosh was that hard to pull off! He did this several times in a row and each time he wouldn't allow me to cum. Finally, when I felt that life was over, and I would never have the chance to tell anyone about this, due to my untimely death from holding in the orgasms, he ordered me to cum for him NOW! And boy did I!!! I even squirted when I came...something I hadn't done in a long, long time! Cum denial can be a beautiful thing....even if it's only been a little while! His words to me as I came like mad...."that is beautiful, just beautiful....you are so beautiful when you cum my gem!" Hell I almost came again, with him telling me that! :)
Okay submissivewife....couldn't think of a single place that stuff could be hidden...but I did cum up with this....hope you all enjoy!
LTP, it's moments like those that are worth sharing. And it IS worth going to the edge and not be allowed, isn't it?;)Quote:
Originally Posted by learningtopleez
Nikita
subwif, I don't see the problem, my manual is right here where I left it. I never did use the decoder ring as it's a simple substitution code which anyone can memorize.:confused:
Kat, you're a lucky little pussy cat getting to play with a tail like that. and he does let you out of the cage or you wouldn't be on line, so count all your blessings and do try not to undermine.:rolleyes:
LTP, a lovely tale of pleasing memories, may you make many more.;)
Nikita, picturing you at the edge and denied... nah you'd go ahead and then take what's cumming.:D
not that I'm watching Ladies
Mad Lews
Oh yeah...it was well worth it Nikita luv...very well worth it! :DQuote:
Originally Posted by nikita
Thank you dear Mad...and one can wish...one can certainly wish! :)Quote:
Originally Posted by Mad Lews
Figured I better pop in and let you all know I'm still breathing.....lol.....Just been swamped for the holidays and not getting online much at all....:)
Hunter told me I could tell you.....that one time he borrowed a cabin of a friend of his and we went out for our first pre-planned bdsm time alone.....it was really great....last year for Christmas Hunter gave me a silver "H" (you know "H" for Hunter....lol) that has a clasp on it that easily hooks onto the ring in the hood of my clit.....He doesn't let me keep it though...he told me he would keep it and put it on me when he wanted to....so we get to the cabin and have dinner and all (he cooked steaks on a grill...yummmmmm).....later we are heading to bed and basically he had me strip very slowly for him and then he made me come over to him and where he was sitting on the bed....he had me spread my legs wide and he reached down and hooked that silver "H" onto my clit hood ring.....OMG!.....it was so intense.....I started shaking....and the funny thing was when he wrapped his arms around me and held me tight to him...he was trembling too.....in a manly way of course...lol
It was a very HOT and intense moment for both of us...it was basically the first time he really physically claimed me as my Master :)
There's more to that night but I need to get some sleep now....so I'm leaving you with that pre-Christmas teaser....lol
Keep up the good work in here ladies :)
nugggggggggggggggggsssssssssssssssssssssss
~nibbles~
Yeah Nibbles!!!!
That's very sexy and touching... sounds like a wonderfully HOT weekend!! Hunter- any brothers?? ;)
And yes, erotic... that is quite the pre holiday tease!! Do cum back soon and continue please :)
nugggggs and happy holidays to all!
Wooooohoooo nibbles! What a teasingly delightful tail! :D You just hafta finish it...you just hafta!! Pleeeeeeeeeezzz, and of course only if the manly Hunter says so! ;) Loved hearing about the intensity of the moment! Brought back a few memories for me! :D
hugs and kisses
~ltp~
Nibbles,
First you were gone for awhile, then you make up for it by posting a hot bombshell! :eek: You sure know how to make an entrance! Keep em cumming, girly. :D
Nik
I had a very interesting Anniversary yesterday.
To start my Master had me dress up in a short skirt, leather top, and slave collar. I was allowed panties but they were thong type...I guess it was better than nothing at all. While on the way to dinner we stopped off at a convience store and he ordered me to go into the store and get something for him. I really am not into public humiliaiton, but with is order I had to. So dressed as I was I went into the store and bought him a Dr. Pepper and then made my way to the checkout counter. I was feeling very embarrassed by the way I was dressed and I had a leather collar on that said SLAVE on it. I am just grateful that those that did see my collar didn't say or ask quesitons because my Sir has instructed me that should anyone ever ask about my collar I had to answer the question. Once back in the car my Master drove us to where we were to have dinner. At the restaurant Master ordered dinner for me. Nothing interesting was done in the restaurant but I did enjoy being with my husband/Master.
After dinner we came home and the fun really started. We have a very large footstool that my husband cuffed me to. my arms to each corner near my head and my feet at each corner at he bottom. He then used the riding crop, flogger and leather paddle on my body. After this he inserted the vibrator into my pussy and then started torturing me. First he got out the candle and dripped candle wax all over me, my breasts, nipples, pussy and clit. Then he got out the knife and teased the hell out of me. Onto the tooth brush where the played with my nipples and clit until they were tender then started the wax play agian. OMG that was so sensational. The hot wax on the most tender places, especially after he had them a little tender was wonderful. He gagged me by taking my large dildo and putting in my mouth.
When he deemed it time for little break he asked if I wanted anything to drink, he then brought me some eggnog in a little bowl and had me lick it out of the bowl. That was the first time I had done something that humiliating. Master loved watching me do it.
When he wanted to start again he tied me up again and started with more torture. He went and got an ice cube and rubbed my feverish body with it. After this he then went back to flogging my front then using the riding crop. Then he turned me around and flogged my back side. It was getting close to the final count down of the year and the end of our anniversary so he desided to bring in the New year right. He fucked the hell out of me as the ball went down and then we both exploded as the New Year began.