[Edit - I'm being shameless. I heard that this post got Chrossed from Renee Rose (who also got Chrossed this week) - and I'm ecstatic! Thanks guys, for the love!]
On
Lol Day I
encouraged bribed my lurkers to come out and say hello with promises of handprints on my bottom.
I haven't had a chance to see BIKSS since last week so we have been a little delayed in getting the pictures to you, but HERE THEY ARE! He promised to leave a print for 5 lurkers, and 2 prints for 10 or more... I only have two butt cheeks after all.
After we spent some time selecting just the right pair of
knickers, which we all know is SO important, he had me put them on and get into position with pillows under my tummy to prop me up some. After announcing for the umpteenth time that in order to leave a handprint it was gonna hurt something fierce, he began to rub my bum a bit, more a caress than a rub, actually.
And before I knew it, I felt one land on my right cheek! It HURT!! Instead of stopping to take a picture of one cheek first, he decided we should just imprint the other one too then take them BOTH marked. The second landed with a little less sting for me, but going by the hissing that he emitted I think it must have hurt his hand quite a fair bit.
At some point later he actually said the words "that hurt me more than it hurt you - and I mean PHYSICALLY!"
So here they are, my bum cheeks in all their hand-printed glory. Enjoy ;-)
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| twin prints |
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| left cheek... |
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| and right cheek |
We wish to inform you that no bums were hurt in the production of these photographs. 'Tis true. While they stung at the time of impact, the pain disappeared soon after. And the marks too. About 10 minutes later there was no evidence of any hand ever making contact with my butt.
We had a good romp after our photo session. I gave him the best blowjob ever - and I mean that from my perspective. BIKSS assures me it was good for him too *wink*. I think it had something to do with the collar being put in play. Apparently he saw a comment I made somewhere else in Blogland that I should remind him we haven't used ours in a while now, and decided to remedy that tonight. If you suspect it was used to direct me to where he wanted attention, you'd be right. I was completely turned on, and floating at the edge of subspace. It isn't difficult when you've got a finger plunging into your cunt and your face is being led all around his crotch by his finger on the end of a chain, AND when said collar is held just tightly enough that your air supply is limited - not cut off, just a feeling of tightness. I guess it's the respiratory equivalent of being held tightly or bound or wrapped up.
Also,
on the Master front, he used the word a couple of times when he had me in that zone - "You like having Master's fingers inside you don't you?" sort of thing. It made me whine and whimper and melt. And at this point he was keeping me from putting Roger in my mouth, having me pay attention to his balls and licking up and down his shaft. And I had "accidentally" ended up sucking on his cock a couple of times until he tugged my chain and reminded me that I wasn't allowed to do that. Of course I was almost panting by this time, so when he asked me if I wanted his cock in my mouth and I said yes, he had me say it. And it tumbled out. "Can I please put Master's cock in my mouth?" I gushed. And I got my reward!
Oh that's not all, after a cuddle and some chit chat he paid his debt for the loss his team suffered last weekend. I called it 2 to 1 in favour of the opposing team. The deal was 60 with an implement of my choice. We settled on the belt and I turned over for my reward. Of course that got me worked up all over again, and Roger too, I might add, and as his man-snake loitered at the entrance of my lady-cave, I said it again - "Does Master want to fuck me?" And in 2 seconds he was inside.
I must say, you were all right. It does get easier, especially when the setting is right.
I have also come to the conclusion that I'd like more nipple-spankings. Pinching and pulling and twiddling and kneading between thumb and index finger are all great things to do to a tit. But I've been reading (no, really???) about having one's breasts flogged / struck / ruler-ed. And since we now have a ruler, I asked BIKSS if he would oblige. The verdict? Slaps on the top of the boob, meh. Slaps on the bottom, better. Slaps that make direct REPEATED contact with the nipples? Oh My Effing Gee!! PAIN! But GOOD pain! And the kind that lasts longer than a bum spanking.
Finally, here's a little dance-for-joy announcement I've been dying to make - BIKSS and I will be taking a little trip together at the end of the month. Well, he's travelling for work, but it would be a pity to let a perfectly good hotel bed go to waste right? I mean, if he's going to be at meetings all day, someone should take advantage of it while he's gone! We booked the flights today!
We leave together, but he'll be there for a week, and I'll come back a couple days before him. Still, it'll be the first time we'd get to spend the whole night together - asleep - and wake up in the same bed! He's decided that we are taking our collar with us on holiday. *Claps in glee* He also thinks I should wear it when we go out... so he can pull me back to his side if I wander too far away. Yeah like he'd actually let me walk around with that around my neck. *Hrmph* I told him that wasn't necessary-cos he has my ponytail for that. He seemed satisfied with my alternative.
And the best thing? He's almost as excited as I am! I can't help but wonder if all my previous trips with the ex-boyfriends were seen as more of a chore than something they really enjoyed. I mean, NONE of them seemed excited about holidaying - it felt more like they were going cos they thought it would make me happy. As opposed to they themselves wanting to go.
Ah well, it's nice to finally be with someone who shares the same joys as I do. I've seriously been selling myself short! Hrmph (@ the exes with the exception of gf 2) and Muaks (to BIKSS!)
