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Posted by slaveish on Sat 15 Jan 11, 7:51 PM to slaveish's blog.

Master came over late morning and we went straight out to a local town to do a bit of shopping and have fish and chips for lunch. Because it was cold and raining Master gave me permission to wear a long skirt and long winter coat. Back home I was soon naked and knelt in position at Masters feet, Master told me to get the cane and then I was put into another position, on all fours on the floor with my ass up in the air and my face laid against Masters foot. Master stood at my head and facing my ass and whacked me hard twelve times while I counted out loud and kissed Masters feet. It was really painful but then Master used the tip of the cane to fuck my ass hole which he knows sends me wild and because I came I ended up gaining another eight whacks to my already throbbing ass.

Clamps were attached to my nipples and Master sat me on the arm of the sofa with the vibrating thingy touching my clit while he pulled on the chain between the clamps making my nipples puffed up and very sore....of course the pain made me cum and so did the vibrating thingy against my sensitive clit. I also got my face slapped several times after begging for it, hard slaps one after another which made my cheeks hot and red. My hands were behind my back, I love that position...I could move them if I wanted to (and if I was brave enough) but my own submission and respect for Master keeps them where they are.

We did other things as well of course, Master allowed me to suck his cock and came in my mouth which was glorious. I stood in position with my arms out to each side and my legs bent while Master played with my wet cunt...this position is really tiring after a few minutes and its hard to stay still. Luckily, because of my achy neck Master allowed me to put my arms down sooner than usual tho I doubt I will get off quite so lightly next time.

We tried the hood again, I've tried to wear it many times over the years and at first I'm ok but then I start to panic cos I get claustrophobic and then Master always allows me to remove it. I know its daft cos although it covers the whole of my face and hair I can just about see through it and there's a hole for my mouth. Its just having something so tight on my face that I don't like. Anyway, after gasping for breath Master told me that I'm just not a hood type of girl and we should just leave it off...I'm annoyed with myself cos I hate being beaten (excuse the pun)but I guess its not worth getting into a pickle about it.

Anyway, after having a nibble on cheese and biscuits and drinking fresh coffee we had a cuddle before Master went home. I'm now sat with my dressing gown on and its open down the front cos its painful when it rubs against my poor lil sensitive nipples. My ass and tops of my legs are bruised and well marked and I feel wonderful and relaxed.

I'm just going to look at some Gor positions online, Master and I do our 'own thing' but I do admit to admiring the positions and I do find that in position my submission comes to the fore so Master has given me permission to have a look at some. But maybe I will just get myself a glass of juice first and delve into my tin of Quality street that's left over from Christmas...bye for now, x

Edited Sat 15 Jan 11, 7:54 PM by slaveish

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15 Jan 11, 10:06 PM
Amazemia
UK, 4 yrs
I love reading what you and your Master have been doing over the time you have together.
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