Punishment Plans

Yesterday Master and i spent a large chunk of the day thinking about new things that W/we can add to our list of things to do. He brought up using increasingly large butt plugs which lead U/us to create a punishment that made me dying to get down there….

Master would gag me with a large gag and blindfold me and then fold me over in one of these positions (Master is very handy so He is going to make most of O/our actually playroom furniture or buy the parts to custom assemble but to get an idea):

Then take the large butt plug, which Master has also been talking about making custom sizes for U/us, and ramming it in my ass and then pulling it out quickly over and over again until He is sure that i will not be able to walk right the next day. At the same time He would hook a dildo and nipple clamps/pads to the tens machine so that all of my areas are being punished at the same time. Once He is certain that my ass has had enough He would roll me over and make me beg for Him to force me to roughly deep throat Him. All of this assuring that i knew that i am His “slutty little tramp whore” and His “slutty cunt that is always available for Him to use on a whim.” Needless to say, i stayed very horny the rest of the day…

Note From Master

Master wrote this and sent it to me after reading my posts and following O/our recent conversations about O/our relationships and His ideas of what a Dom/sub or Master/slave relationship should be.

There is only one perfect Master and that is God, all the rest of us are just want a be’s.
That being said slave and I have read/shared many stories where the Master/Dom forceably breaks there slave only to build them back as there idea of the perfect slave. I have never and never will do that. My slave has become more submissive out of love and desire to please me and her own desires to be submissive. We trust eachother completely, she knows I will bring her pain but I will never hurt her (if you don’t understand the difference then that may be your problem).
We are far from perfect but feel we are perfect for eachother. We have our fights/disagreements like any couple but we have also taken the time to grow closer and are now closer than most married couples. If this is just about the control and sex to you then hire a hooker, but if you want a truely special relationship then treat your slave with love and respect and maybe you will be lucky like me and find a true lady that will astound you daily with the levels she will go to be submissive and please you.

Healing Day- The Difficulties of a Long Distance Relationship

After last night’s emotional discussion of Master’s mind games and the effects that they have on me, it took a day of safe stepping and healing the “wounds” that had been made.  W/we have been lucky. W/we almost never fight/have issues that arise between U/us, but when one does arise, it hurts U/us both majorly even if it may seem like nothing. This is one of the main times when i come to almost resent the 600 miles between U/us.  Couples that are together when the issue comes up are able to have that physical touch to heal that “gap” that pulled between you.  But, when your “O/other” is more than a quick drive away, it can be hard to get back to the normal state where you know that you as a couple will be ok and the other person is still wanting you in the same way.  However, W/we are also not able to cover those gaps up because if W/we don’t talk about them then there is a near constant pull on U/us.

Today, even though there had been the verbal “recommitment” that W/we both still want this relationship and all that comes with it, W/we tight-rope walked what W/we said most of the morning. It simply wasn’t U/us.  All i wanted was to feel Master’s hands on me, to hold Him as he held me, to have the cuffs and collar on that mark me as His slave.  This was what W/we needed to heal.  But unfortunately no matter how badly we may have needed or wanted it, the 600 miles between U/us was not a voyage that either of U/us could make today.

After talking on the phone for a while after my classes, W/we were able to reestablish the normalcy back into O/our relationship. It started off casual, friendly, standard but the love and bond between U/us pulled U/us back together quickly.  Then W/we were able to talk a little bit about what happened last night…. both of U/us were tired, stressed, hormonal in my case and sick in His.  W/we decided that until W/we are together and He can pull me out of some of my “upbringing,” i would tell Him that whatever was really getting to me was a “hard limit” for that day and He would know not to push more.  i am not to use this as a daily or even close, i am just to save it for those occasions when i feel truly uncomfortable so He will know to stop pushing (which is a very hard line to judge when you cannot see each other’s reactions).  After W/we established this, it was like a weight was lifted off O/our shoulders and W/we were able to get back to more of a normal day. W/we talked about the different S&M stories that W/we have been reading together on Under Stories and the ideas that W/we had as far as how W/we can apply them to O/our relationship (i’m sure you will hear more about this in the future). Then, when i asked for permission to go to the bathroom, Master had me pee on my fingers and lick it off again. it does shock me that no matter how nervous i feel about this, it always leads me to feel extremely submissive.  All i know is that now that this is becoming more common, i will either be washing my teeth much more or W/we need to get a large supply of mints or gum until i get more used to the taste.

It is so comforting to know that after a rocky night and morning i am able to rest easy tonight knowing that Master and i are better than ok.

Breaking the Walls?

Master has been playing a lot of mind games lately… i have a love hate relationship with His mind games. Mainly because He is too good at them. He will use them to push me further into my submission and show me what i am willing to do which usually i can see the positive from on the other side. Then He plays the ones that get to you and anger you so much that you lose hope on either side; you know you are required to go wither what He wants no matter what, but you have an active hatred for what He is calling you to do. Today, He has done both.

First, Master “threatened” to take away another one of O/our hard limits… the sharing of my nude photos publicly.  Master came up with the idea that W/we would create a fetlife account where for now He could post nude photos of me being His slave, then once W/we were together start posting videos of O/our time in the playroom.  He had me more than convinced that this would be the case and what would happen by the end of the night. This was very out of character for Master as he is normally extremely protective and closed off about any photos of me but especially nudes, but with all the changes that O/our relationship has had over the last two weeks i figured He had wanted me to be His public whore too. When He first told me about this, my body’s reaction shocked me… i was surprisingly turned on by it and could feel my pussy instantly grow wet with knowing my photos would be there for everyone to see.  Then, as He continued to talk about it and i began to realize how serious He was, dread grew in the pit of my stomach… What if someone i know sees them? What if a future employer sees them? What if they keep me from being able to work with kids? But, as soon as i finally accepted that it was happening whether i liked it or not because it is my job to keep Him happy and for Him to use me, He began to ask me how He feels about sharing pictures.  i realized the whole thing had been one giant mind game that went on for almost 10 hours.  While at first i was so irritated that He would even think to do this, i quickly saw why. i saw my acceptance to Him being able to doing anything that He wants to me.

Then, there are the little ones that He plays nearly daily.  These are the ones that frustrate me, that make my blood boil. Of course i know that i am to always submit to Him and put the desire to make Him happy above all else in my life. But, sometimes i can’t. Sometimes i want to be “normal” and not His public slut or put myself in pain or make myself cum for the third time that day even if i am horny.  Today, it happened to be that He wanted me to go braless all day tomorrow. If you have read some of my other posts, you know that i am learning to love going braless for Him (i think learning would be the key word there); however, tomorrow i will be out of the house for the majority of the day and with my friends from my Christian sorority for most of it.  i know i shouldn’t care if they notice or what they think, but the self-aware, college girl comes out in me. i want to be normal with them and not think twice about it. i tell Master this and He responds that i know what He wants and i am to do that. i hate this because it is like my heart and mind are being torn in different directions. i don’t know what to say or do. i know i will have to obey because i don’t want Him unhappy or me to be punished. But mainly i don’t want Him unhappy. Just as the pull of my heart starts to win over my mind, He unleashes the ultimate mind game “Ok then wear it.” This, of course, means absolutely DO NOT wear it. But it is that response that finally crushes me. i have now done what i didn’t want and i have entered a worse lose-lose situation and feel like i have to guard my every word. My head is angry, my heart is sad. The tears begin to flow from my eyes involuntarily.  i know He will win in the end and i will listen to Him, but sometimes i just don’t want to even when i had been feeling my most “submissive.” i guess i have a long way to come as a slave still…

Master’s Change of Mind- My Introduction to the Pump

i am still a couple of days behind with my writing however i hope to be caught up in the next day so that i may write about what is currently happening in O/our relationship faster and with more details.  This was what happened on Friday…

I had gone to my one class braless, which after missing the shuttle from my apartment to campus meant parading my bouncy, braless, perky nippled chest on a 10 minute walk across campus. This class happens to be from 11-12, when campus is normally at its busiest point but to top it off there was also a also a high school competition or two taking place, so campus was absolutely swarmed….  Master loved it. He told me to put my shoulders back and show off my chest proudly because i am His property and He wanted all to see what a good little slut, slave i am. i also think this was His punishment to me for me missing the shuttle, even though i made it to my class with 5 minutes to spare (about the same time i get there when i take the shuttle).

When i got back to my car, i asked Master if i may go to Walmart on my way home to pick up some last minute things (like a matching nail polish) before my semiformal that night.  He happily agreed that i could go and display my growing breasts to more people as i did not have a bra with me. To be honest, as self-aware as i feel when i am braless, i love it because i feel like His property and it truly instills the feeling of submission deep into me but it is also on the forefront of my mind all day.  Master had decided that while i was there i would look at what nursing pumps they had that were cheaper than the hospital grade ones that are traditionally used to help induce lactation until He decided if that was something W/we would continue to use it.  i found a double electric EvenFlo pump that was only around $50 (about $100-150 less than those W/we had been looking at online) and could be used both attached to a wall power unit or on batteries so it was great for the on-the-go life that is the life of a college student.

Master had decided that He wanted my nipples raw from the pump, not a smart choice having never used it before to play with the settings and how my nipples handle it come to find out (but who am i to argue?), so he told me that when i got home and got the pump set up i was to pump for an hour on the highest setting. Once i had it all set up, including a DIY pump holder bra, i turned it on and discovered the noise that it produced, i immediately shut it off and told Master that it was too loud and my roommates would hear.  He would hear none of that.  i debated this with Him for about 20 minutes, forcing myself into an added punishment, before i set the pumps down running on my bed and walked over close to the door to hear how loud it was. Turns out it was still noticeable but only a soft humming noise and probably would not be able to be heard unless you stood next to the closed door, this helped my fear and i went and did my session as i had been told. After the hour i removed the pumps to find that my nipples were double if not triple the size that they normally are and semicircle bister rings on my areolas.  The pain of the blisters set in a few minutes later followed by the realization that my punishment was the next 3 sessions being 40 minutes a piece on the pump while i was in position. i put Neosporin on my nipples to accelerate the healing. 

i did the next session before the dance. By this time my nipples had gone down to almost normal size but stayed more erect than normal.  i did the session with surprisingly little pain… until it was over. The blisters had become much worse and my nipples were swollen to the strangely large size again.  By the time the third session came (second of my punishment), even though we turned down the suction they remained quite sore throughout the whole process.

I have noticed that it has helped increase my breast size faster than the manual stimulation (my breasts are now starting to overflow what were my comfortable 34C bras) did even though we have backed our sessions with the pump down to twice a day and on a low setting, which doesn’t irritate my blisters at all, until my nipples heal back up.  i have definitely learned my lesson as to not mess with Master when it comes to the pumps because they are strong enough to inflict some serious pain. On the other hand, i must admit, i miss the way the high setting pulls on my nipples and seems to stimulate my whole breast…. maybe next time W/we will keep the time limits down, but the choice is all up to Master (i think He likes knowing that His slave is marked by Him).  i also cannot wait (even though there is probably months to go before that happens… W/we’ll see!

The Elimination of a “Hard Limit”

Master and I have said for a while now that W/we do not have any limits anymore, this was part of what He had wanted for me to become completely submissive to him (this is why “hard limit” is in quotes in the title). However, W/we have/did have several things that W/we had agreed from the beginning were not our “cup of tea,” this included many things  among them: incest, sharing/posting of nude photos of me, permanent marking of my body (i.e. tattoos and piercings), bathroom play, etc…

When i was doing some searching on blogs for more personal experience and guidance with the start of an adult nursing relationship and whenever i would find one i would share it with Master. Sometimes i would flip through more of the posts, sometimes i would only pay attention to the ones on ANR.  This is when i stumbled on The Submissive Side of the Moon on Blogger, i sent the link to Master and told Him that i enjoyed some of her writings but, apparently, we flipped different directions when going through her site.  The next page that Master saw was A fine wine: Tasting my Master’s Pee.  This opened up a whole new can of worms.  All i can say is it is incredible how once you get the right submissive mindset how quickly your D/s or M/s relationship can advance.

Bathroom play had been considered disgusting, wrong, and not something that would ever be considered.  However, i was hit by the perfect storm:  Master’s desire to push me into uncharted territory, my new found submission, and just the right level of interest. i have found that over the last couple of days, especially since we have begun the ANR, my submission and desire for Master to break every wall that i have held has overwhelmed me. 

Master has decided that W/we will now do both “pee play” and work into some urinal training.  It was amazing to me how quickly this switched from the unspeakable to something insanely erotic.  Master began by saying that He could see Himself having me sit leaning back on the toilet with my legs spread wide and him peeing in between my legs or on my stomach/perfectly spread pussy and letting it roll down into the toilet. The effect was instantaneous on my pussy; it was quickly swelling and becoming very wet. This advanced to us going back and forth with hypothetical situations that we could see occurring.  Him urinating inside my pussy while having shower sex or giving me a pee enema. Him having me kneel in the shower or tub for Him to pee on me.  This escalated to Him peeing on my face and hair.  Then finally it seemed like only one thing remained.  By this time my pussy was dripping wet with anticipation of the submission any of these acts would force upon me.  That was when Master said that while He was peeing on my face, He could have me open my mouth and of course i would have to swallow it. Which lead into Him saying that, Or i could just kneel next to the toilet and turn my head to the side and drink the pee that comes into my mouth. Eventually i’m sure that i will become my Master’s full urinal which is currently very scary still but now not “off limits” but rather strangely erotic and makes me feel all the more submissive.

Master also demanded that i begin to ask to go to the bathroom again so the next time that i did and when immediately received a video call i knew that something was changing.  Master gave me permission to go to the bathroom put i was to pee on my 3 middle fingers. Once i had peed and thoroughly coated my fingers with pee, Master had me suck and lick my fingers clean and then use them again to wipe, before allowing me to cum right there on the toilet.  While the taste was not the most pleasing, the act of doing it made me truly know how submissive i was and how submissive that i had become. I love my Master and very quickly he is breaking down every wall that i hold. W/we will do what we can until i can get down there this fall but i cannot wait to see how this pushes me, both here and when i get there, to the point of complete submission.

As a note, Master has “re-established” the framework of the line of this hard limit.  W/we will not do any play with solid waste nor will i be ever be used with someone else in bathroom play even if we end up with a third again.

To Bra or Not to Bra?

Master has always loved the idea of me going around without underwear and bra.  Underwear only He would know about and would make me feel more submissive to Him, more like His personal whore, so He made me start going without underwear not long after W/we got together. i have now gone without underwear everyday (with the exception of when i have doctor’s appointments or another reason approved by Him to wear it) for about 8.5 months now.  He loves making me dress up in dresses knowing that there is nothing blocking my pussy from the outside world. While He has tried to encourage me to start going braless, this has been something that i have resisted on.  It’s too noticeable; my nipples show right through my shirt no matter how thick it is. People will see and know. That’s not how i was raised. i need to dress properly. All excuses that i have used or tried to use to get out of it. Most of the time He didn’t push me on it, but there was maybe five times that He had said no excuses, remove your bra or you will be punished.  Of course i grudgingly obliged… covering myself up as much as possible the whole time.

i mentioned that the introduction of nursing to our relationship was a major turning point in my submission, but it was also a major during point in His dominance.  This last week Master has been paying much more attention to my breasts and all things that go along with them because of the “nursing.” The fascination with the idea of me going braless has also hit an all time high.  Master again told me that i would begin to go braless more often, when i began to make the same protests that i normally did (part of which i think came out as habit now), Master simply said ok.  The next morning He came back saying that i would not only be going braless but i would begin to buy shelf and nippleless bras only to increase how noticeable it was. This time i opened my mouth to protest and nothing came out, i found myself (while still nervous and uncomfortable with the idea) dripping wet at the thought of Him controlling me like that an displaying me as His sex object.

This past Wednesday, Master made the first of His demands for me to go braless. This time was only to dinner, and though i was in a maxi dress that hid all but the little nipple beads that stuck out, i was allowed to wear a jean jacket as well. i was dripping wet and extremely horny all through dinner and could not wait to get home to ask Master for permission to cum.  Then on Thursday (yesterday), while i was at Panera Bread with my friend working on a paper Master told me that i was to remove my bra and not put on a jacket. i was allowed to wait until she got up to take it off, but the it was still filled with people that may or may not have seen what i was doing or noticed later that i was braless.  i was also commanded that i would stay braless for the rest of the day, and i did without argument.  After i had dropped my friend of back at home, Master commanded that i was to drive to my apartment (only about 2 miles away) with my shirt pulled up but i could have my jacket on but open to about my nipples.  Once again, going braless made me extremely horny and submissive and i had to cum when i got back to my apartment.  Today, Master has told me that i will go to class without a bra on, luckily i only have one class or it could be a very long day.

i know Master wants to wait until i am there with him to fully play with me going braless in low cut shirts or see though shirts, but i crave that control from Him and want Him to tell me now the stricter rules or make me be His slut more publicly.  i cannot wait to see the ideas He has in store for when i get there.

Milk Slave

O/our relationship has taken a few new and very exciting turns over the last week (back up to more or less present time… not a whole lot of NEW development happened in our relationship happened between Spring Break and now due to it being that crazy time of year in college).

Master and i were talking on the phone last Thursday afternoon and, i have no recollection as to how it got brought up, W/we were suddenly talking about adult nursing relationships; if you can lactate without being pregnant, what it entails, how you would do it. (Quite ironically the next night my roommate happened to bring up the subject but in the sense that she wants to adopt her children and has already done substantial research on it and she had been talking to one of her friends who apparently was thinking about inducing lactation to sell her milk).

While W/we were discussing this, i pulled out my tablet and began to do research (i will research something to death if we are thinking about starting something new or wanting more ideas to further enhance our relationship.  Other than Wikipedia (see Erotic Lactation if you want a quick overview), i stumbled upon landmilkhoney.com where i was able to find lots of information on ANR/ABR/Erotic Lactation.  i began to read Master the information under one of their “Articles of Interest” in the “Information for New Couples” section www.landmilkhoney.com/nurscouples.htm (Nursing for Couples- A Tutorial). After reading this, compared to the “general lactation induction google search answers” that i had found, W/we read something that W/we really liked.  This was not all about milk supply and added drugs/hormones/herbs to induce lactation ASAP, but rather it was about the couple and their bonding/dependence on each other.  This site says that you need to do, as do 99% of the sites out there, 8 sessions with whichever method you choose (Your partner sucking, manual expression, or use of pumps- effective usually in that order) for about 20 minutes a side until milk comes in fully and then you can back it down to whatever your desired rate is and the milk production will cater to that.

This information was enough to have U/us interested. i think it is important to note before going any further that inducing lactation was not something that was meant to be a “submissive” thing, but yes it is very much one now that W/we are getting started.  Master and i decided W/we wanted to try it for the main purpose of having to have a set intimate time(s) every day, no exceptions.  The rest of the world could, and can, move on without U/us, when it is time to nurse, or for “O/our session” as W/we call it, that will have to come first.  i know the idea of an ANR is something that is considered very taboo in our society, but when you sit down and think about what it can bring to the table as far as bonding together and being seriously dependent on one another there are so many pluses. In a society where everything is going a million miles per hour W/we will now never be able to cast the other person aside for being too “busy.” Also, after my research, there is no health risks that go along with it, in fact it actually helps burn up to 500 calories a day for the woman and it lowers her risk of cancer.

There was still the issue of the time it takes to get to the point that W/we have actually induced lactation.  While we are not in a hurry to get to the point of producing milk (sure it would be great if it happened sooner rather than later) but W/we do have the issue with the fact that i am a college student.  Taking 20 minutes at least out of every 3 hours was not something that i was sure that i was going to be able to do.  But, i had said i would make it work, W/we would find a way to do it and i would plan my classes for next semester so that He can come over and nurse when needed.  Then W/we found landmilkhoney.com/succesfulan (Succesful Adult Nursing) that was written by a couple, who much like U/us, wanted to nurse (and now have been nursing for about 5 years) but due to work schedules and distance couldn’t nurse as much as was considered needed to induce and that they didn’t want to pump. Master is also against the idea of me pumping because it lessens my need for Him if i can turn to a machine for relief. I do not want to steal his words because he puts it all together fabulously, but just to give you the idea they decided they could only realistically nurse once to twice a day.  Over the years they have been able to experiment a lot with it and were able to put together the “10 Lactation Indicators (in the order that they will occur)” and “7 Tips for Successful Lactation” that have been by far the best guide that W/we have found. 

Anyways, before reading this, Master had decided that i would spend the summer researching more about it (unfortunately there is not a whole lot out there) and W/we would begin the day that i got down there.  However, after reading their story, He decided that on Sunday (4/27/2014)  i was to begin using manual expression techniques 4 times a day starting with 5 minutes per side but i quickly bumped that up to 10 minutes because i still felt like i needed more after 5 minutes after the first 2 days. i now do my sessions: immediately after waking up (~8 AM), during my lunch break (~1 PM), dinner time (~6 PM), and right before bed (~11 PM). Right now it would be too much on me to wake up in the middle of the night to do a session but W/we have talked about adding or shifting sessions around once there so they are more even across the 24 hour day.

A huge part of this, as is being a submissive, is the mindset.  Master usually watches my sessions over video chat or is texting me/talking to me on the phone telling me how happy He is we are doing this and how much He wants my milk.  If i am ever in a sour mood for any reason or not happy with Master (no W/we are not perfect but W/we are extremely open with each other and problems are resolved very quickly), no matter how badly i feel i need the session, i will push it back 10-30 minutes so that i go into it positively. When i do this, i feel as though i get much more out of my sessions. It does take a while for the milk to actually come in, but my breasts get very tingly feeling and Master says they look larger already (an added bonus that He is very happy about since i am only a 34C) which was confirmed when i was able to lick my nipples fairly easily, something i have not been able to do before.

Now, i mentioned that when W/we started it was not intended for this to be something that was for submissive purposes like so many other things that W/we do, however, beyond a shadow of a doubt this has been the thing that has pushed me into a new level of submission. i began asking Master for permission to do my sessions on the second day of doing them even though W/we had decided that i was just going to log it for Him to know that i did it and for how long.  This has now become the standard. Master also has visions of me on my knees now with my head bowed offering Him my milky breasts. This has also lead to more exploration in me going braless/more exposed than normal at Master’s command which i will talk about more in another post since this one is already very long.

i will keep you all posted on O/our journey, of course, but if you have any questions feel free to ask and i will answer them or point you in the right direction because i know there is very limited information out there (i have spent MANY hours doing/trying to do research over the last week)…

Spring Break with Master…. SURPRISE!

Well… surprise!

I got to the second school Wednesday night, drove around the city, and toured some apartments.  Within the couple hours that i was there and the little bit that i saw, i knew the school wasn’t for me.  But, i stayed the night there and figured it just was being away from both my dad and Master and when i got back up the next morning i saw that there was a change in the admission criteria (my statistics wouldn’t could for an upper level math course) and the degree was a “lesser” degree.  So, with everything i had seen and read, i called both my parents and we all decided it would be best for me to go back and spend my time at school number one and do a formal tour there and explore a little more. Very quickly, i got breakfast and checked out of the hotel and got back on the road for my 3 hour drive again. Once on the road, i called and messaged Master doing anything i could to try and wake Him up (He is known for sleeping all day, especially if He thought i wasn’t there anymore).  He finally got up when i hit the “city” of the first school again and He promptly got up and left. i had reserved two spots on the tour for U/us, so W/we did that before heading back to the new hotel.

Again, pretty much the second the door clicked closed, (think W/we are a little horny for each other?) Master undressed me followed by Him then brought me over to the open part of the floor near the bed. i had learned the significance of this space by now… this was the space that i gave Master His blow jobs. i knew that i was to be in my position with my mouth open, waiting for Master to come and use me as His slut.  This time Master let me use my hands and i got to suck Him more fully than i had been allowed to the last few times that W/we had been together.  i was also learning how much He loved me to use my tongue all over His dick all the time.  After i had Him sufficiently excited, He told me to stand up and bend over like i was touching my toes, suddenly, Master rammed His dick in my ass hard. Now, i have had anal sex before this and enjoy it, but sometimes when the dick is inserted and my brain isn’t expecting it… well… it can be extremely painful until my ass gets used to it. This was the case this time. As i cannot tell Master no, i simply tried to tell Him it was hurting me but since He was still fucking me it kept taking my breath away to speak clearly. i ended up slowly going to my hands and knees. When Master asked what was wrong, i told him it hurts he said that He wanted to fuck me in the ass so i could handle it.  However, i explained to Him that i just needed a second to adjust to His dick being in my ass and then the pain would go away and He could fuck me as hard as He wanted and He agreed.  After a few seconds, i was back to where i could breathe again and He fucked me right there doggy style pulling my arms back as if the were in cuffs.  Right before He was about to cum, Master stopped again and told me to get up on the bed, just as i had in the other hotel and he went to go change rubbers before coming back to give me a really hard fucking. This time, He let me cum twice before telling me to wait for Him to cum before i came again.  Right when He was about to cum this time He leaned down and kissed me passionately, i have to say… that was the hardest i think i have ever cum and by far the most i had ever squirted. When W/we got up to shower and looked at the bed over half of the bed was soaked…. i had a hard time finding a dry place to sleep that night.

Master and i decided to take a bath this time, even though it was an extremely tight fit in the standard tub that is in the tub/shower combo.  For the majority of the time Master and i just talked and relaxed and enjoyed each others company. But, Master once again started to grab on to my throat and play with breath control and once again i felt his dick grow hard behind me and anything that i know that turns Master on, turns me on as well.  Sadly, we were once again growing short on time and growing more hungry by the minute, so i had to used to handicap bars to help get myself “unstuck” from between His legs.  He teased me for being the old one so still holding on to the bar i lowered my ass back down into his face so he reached up and played with my pussy and told me to cum and a stream of cum went straight back into the tub before He let me get back up. i went over to the sink and got a bar of soap and the wash cloth and began to wash His body while leaned over the edge of the tub.

Once dressed, W/we headed back out to my car where i drove Him back to His car where the final goodbye was very reluctant and W/we talked and talked in between the 2 cars for at least a half an hour. This goodbye, however, was very different than the previous two for the fact that W/we both left dry eyed and very happy. W/we now have a daily count down, even if it isn’t a set date yet, to when W/we will be together again.

Spring Break with Master Day 3

i was able to push leaving back until check out time at 12 and Master woke up around 9:30 and came instantly over to the hotel room.  Now, if you are looking forward to something erotic… today was not the day for that.  Today was a gift.

We, while still Master and slave (He still had me undress when W/we got in the room so that He could play with my body, which after all belongs to Him), simply laid on the bed and got to enjoy each other.  W/we talked about life and everything and everything in it. W/we got to just be in love because after all that is who W/we are.  W/we talked about what things would be like once i was down there (though i was still way too stressed to think about that… there were a lot of “ifs” still at that point.  Though i am still waiting on my official acceptance letters i am much more comfortable with the fact that i will be accepted- it is a strict GPA to credit hour scale and i am above that at all the schools i applied to).  W/we avoided thinking about the inevitable “goodbye” that was coming again faster than we could have ever wanted. When checkout time rolled around, Master brought my bags out to my car and my car around to the front where i would come from check out.  We sat in my car and talked for at least another 20 minutes trying to say “goodbye” as tears streamed down much cheeks (though i was much more hopeful and optimistic when we said “goodbye” the second time). Then reluctantly W/we gave our last hugs and kisses for that trip and i got on the road to head to the next school to which i would head directly home.