Picture the scene. Son is at work - 10 until 3pm Daughter is at audition 10 until 4pm
we have the house to ourselves ...
We are downstairs, Master is reading the posts on the computer, and I am sitting by his side. After a while he starts to tease me. I am getting really ready for some play. He tells me that he wants me naked - I strip as quickly as possible. He plays a little more. He says that I should go up to bed.
I walk as calmly as I am able to, quickly put my wrist and ankle cuffs on and wait, play collar in hand, for him to join me. The collar is place round my neck and he allows me to undress him. He draws me to my feet and pulls me to him. He begins to spank me and soon I am whimpering in need. He turns me and pushes me down to the bed so I am bent over ... the spanking continues, getting firmer, harder, and more urgent. I can feel my excitement rising β¦ and when he checks my pussy ... he knows just how ready I am ... He reaches for the flogger and lifts it high ......
The phone rings
He beckons to me to answer it, which I do, trying hard to clear my throat. My daughterβs audition is over much earlier than expected and could we collect her please?
I could have sobbed.
Master kept me 'topped up' and on edge for the remainder of the afternoon. I do not wear panties in His presence (if truth be told ... I don't like wearing them at all now) and He had me stand next to him so he could play with me at various times all afternoon and evening.
Ten o'clock was slow in coming round ... when it finally arrived, I asked if I may go to bed ... and it seemed a long wait before He fixed me with his gaze and nodded His consent.
I went and prepared the room. Then I put my ankle and wrist cuffs on. Then I wrote my journal entry for the day. Then I waited ... and waited ... and grew wetter with each tick of the clock