Wow... i don't really know where to begin Master, but today has been rather different to the way i expected it to be.
First Master, thank You for all the time You spent with me this weekend, i could not believe i had 3 whole days of Your company, a dream for me... i hope it was pleasurable for You too Master. Well... i guess i know it was from Your comments and actions Master (quick blush)...
After You left this morning yvonne came round as arranged... thank You for allowing that Master, i knew i would need her after a long weekend with You (another blush)... we had coffee, couple of biccies, the usual small talk... though it was impossible to sit in one position for long Master, not surprising really.
yvonne kept giving me a cheeky smile Master... the sort that says "i know what you've been up to"... and i couldn't keep it in any longer... i had to blurt out the events of the weekend, starting with the way You seized my hair on Friday night, pulling my head back and kissing me deeply, claiming me as Yours in the way that makes me oh so complete... ooops... getting lost in the memories even as i write Master... i told her of the floggings, the kneeling at Your feet, of being allowed to kiss You all over Master and the kiss of Your belt and Your crop... i hoped i wasn't embarrassing her Master and she didn't say stop (giggles)...
she soon made it clear she wasn't embarrassed anyway Master... she asked me questions, like where You used the belt and had it left marks? So.. i asked her if she wanted to see for herself (feeling very nervous)... she smiled, said that would be nice and waited...
Amazed at myself (You know what i'm like Master) i pulled the curtain on and turned to her... hands shaking i unfastened my blouse to reveal my breasts to her... this was the first time she had seen them uncovered and she sat, open mouthed at the sight of them, large, pale, and covered in red stripes from your belt, freshly inflicted this morning, as well as bruises from the slaps they received over the weekend... she asked if they hurt... i said of course they did, and they were very hot too... spying the bottle of lotion on the table she asked if i used that to cool them down... well... it is.. and i was longing to put some on by then, the heat increasing from embarrassment and exposure...so i nodded...
It was like being filmed in slow motion Master, i wasn't totally in control of myself... i don't know how it happened but Yvonne picked up the lotion and poured some into her left hand... transferring some to her right hand she stood, walked towards me and began to slowly rub the lotion into my breasts.... Oh Master, it felt so good... the coolness of the lotion, the gentleness of her touch, the closeness and contact just after You had gone... i heard a soft moaning, not totally sure if it was me, or her, or both of us... i trembled, my nipples becoming hard at her touch, and let out a sigh...
At this Yvonne looked up, tearing her gaze from my boobs, looking straight into my eyes... long moments passed, all the time she still caressed me... then as though drawn by magnets our mouths touched... just the lightest of kisses... but at that we were ignited and the kiss was repeated, longer, deeper, tongues beginning to probe... when we surfaced no words were spoken for a few moments, as though by silent agreement, then Yvonne turned away...
Watching her, and embarrassed, i began to draw my blouse around myself... but before i could fasten it she had picked up the lotion, turned to me, and suggested that the bedroom may be better for her to put the lotion on any other bruises i had... she smiled at me and walked from the room...
