Last night was rough. And I don’t mean gooey rough sex rough. Sir invented a new game. He placed his seven favorite toys on one side of the room. Then I was to crawl across the room and return with one for him to use on me. I only got through four of them. That stupid whip was wicked. I cried like you wouldn’t believe.
I felt terrible for having to stop. I hate having to disappoint him. He’s been having such a stressful time at work and I know he wanted a big impact scene. I wanted to give him the welts he wanted.
Feeling bummed, but we are hoping to get some playtime tonight. I hope I can impress him tonight.