Chasing Me Chasing You

An uncollared submissive struggling through depression, motherhood, and the constant craving of her next orgasm.

Hopefully Just Another Friday Night

As soon as the kids were asleep I had cuffs around my wrists. Sir went all out. I had the ankle and thigh cuffs too, and my ‘good girl’ collar. I was pretty trussed up. It was awesome. He made me lay on my stomach so he could release the week’s stress with the flogger on my ass. He likes it because he can really go to town with it. It hurts, but nothing like the cane, which I cannot quite handle at full strength yet. So he beat me for awhile and just let me sink into the bed.

Then came the clothespins. He decorated my pussy, took a few photos, and then back to the beating. You wouldn’t think it would be relaxing, maybe it’s a submissive thing.

So I have been doing a lot of anal training lately. Sir respects that he cannot just dive right in, pun intended, without causing some damage, so we are working up to it. And I’ve been pretty timid about reminding him of it. I’m not scared of anal sex, but previous attempts had not really been that arousing for me, so I was not pushing that hard for it either. Last night pushed that right out the window. He played with me forever, though I am sure it was only twenty minutes or so, and I by the time he was done I would have said screw possible damage and just let him have at it. It was so hot. We were both panting, it was amazing.

He untied me and had me kneel next to the bed. He clipped my wrist cuffs together behind my back and had me suck his dick. I don’t know what it is, but having your hands restrained like that makes giving oral sex better. I’m sure that cannot just be true for me. I was never one of those women who loved to give oral sex. He would ask, I would oblige. But now that I am ordered, it is a lot more fun, go figure. And tying my hands almost makes it some sort of challenge. How loud can I make him moan? It’s the most heady feeling I think I have ever experienced.

Since I did such a good job Sir decided I could come. By this time I was so ready he could have just blown on my clit from ten feet away and I would have shattered. But the fucking he gave me was perfect. You know that glistening when you are well and truly fucked? Yeah, I had that. He let me lay in the glow, sunk into the mattress while he had a quick shower. Sir said he thought about having me join him, but he could not bear to make me move. I guess I had a blissful look on my face, I sure felt blissful.

I could live the rest of my life happy if all Friday nights were like that. Sir says we are going to keep pushing, and I am so excited. Maybe I will run the kids around the house this afternoon and they will go to bed early tonight.


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