On Sunday morning, I once again woke up to M quietly entering my room and sliding into bed next to me, pulling me close to him so we were spooning. I love that feeling of being not quite awake, but aware enough to know your Dominant/bf is snuggling you and that you’re safe…
Once we had woken up properly, we moved into his room intending to make love. However, neither of us realised that I was so incredibly sore and swollen up down there that any penetration was impossible without me almost crying in pain. So we just decided to snuggle naked in the end. Breakfast was an interesting affair…Sir had me wear one of his shirts down to the kitchen with nothing else on underneath. Needless to say, I felt very exposed and subby but loved at the same time. Odd how certain things can do that to me.
As we returned upstairs, M ordered me to grab the lube, go into his room and wait for him when I had finished in the bathroom. When I entered, he was already sitting on the bed waiting for me. Settling me on his lap, he said to me mock seriously, “Now, I believe you’ve been a bad kitten during the time we’ve been apart haven’t you?”
I widened my eyes and looked guiltily around the room.
“Hehe?” I peeked up at him, trying my best to smile innocently.
” ‘Hehe’ indeed. Hmm. I think you need to be punished for being so cheeky.” Despite his playful tone, he pushed me roughly over his knee and spanked me hard. I gasped and shifted a little on his lap. Several more smacks followed in the same place in quick succession. I could feel my left butt cheek starting to sting a little.
“Hmm do you think you need more punishment than this?”
“Yes please.” I replied a little breathlessly.
Smack smack smack smack smack. My other butt cheek started to sting a little now. I couldn’t help but moan at the sensations.
“Does my slut want more?”
“Alright. Shirt off. Now.”
When I stood naked before him, he had me kneel down between his knees and take him in my mouth. He grasped my hair and used it to move my head back and forth on his cock whilst I licked and sucked as best as I could. He then started pushing my head further and further down onto his cock, telling me to take as much of it as I could. I relaxed my throat and for the first time, I managed to take his entire length down my throat without gagging. After a moment, he let me back up and kissed me on the lips.
“Lube yourself up. Make my pussy wet for me so I can take you again.”
I did as he bid, even though it had hurt so much earlier. With the lube, I felt only a little pain as I slid onto him and started riding him.
I find myself amazed sometimes at how much M can make me cum sometimes – I cum almost every time he takes me, and Sunday morning was no exception. Even with the slight amount of pain, he made me cum hard.
As we lay there afterwards, M said that he wasn’t going to push me any further this weekend as I was leaving that night and he didn’t want me to drop too badly (if I did) when he wouldn’t be able to take care of me. I agreed although I whined at the thought of having to leave M again…He hushed me gently and comforted me by reminding me it was only three weeks before we would see each other again and not five like this time.
After lunch, I dosed myself up on antihistamines and ibuprofen – the former as we were about to go for a walk in the woods with M’s dog and the latter for my sore pussy. The walk itself was fun, even if it was really hot outside. M also clipped his dog’s lead onto my collar briefly and tugged me along playfully. We’re thinking of getting me a play collar to go around my neck and a lead to go with it so M can lead me around sometimes 🙂
There is not much more to tell…we spent the afternoon relaxing and snuggling as much as possible, knowing that I would have to leave again that evening.
It really was a wonderful weekend, all I’d hoped it to be and more…I can’t wait to see M again.
Thank you for an amazing weekend M. I love you so much x