Sorry pervie peeps! I should proof read when I’m going to fast-publish a post (which is why I try to write ahead so I can do just that!)
Here is the URL for the blog I was mentioning in my Friday night post…
If you blog, and use pictures even from Google images…do read this. I believe all my images are down now, other than FFF pix. Still not sure what I’ll do with those.
Tonight after work, I had a few minutes with Master. It was awesome. It’s good to reconnect after a playtime. He pokes, and prods…and of course, tickles me.
And I begged for an O.
As I told Him…I rarely beg..He’s not all that fond of it. I whipped off my glasses, and flashed my baby-blues up at Him…I have reaaaally blue eyes, and I batted my lashes at Him, and begged pretty…
and He said “Oh, okay.”
Then He taps His lower lip.
Like, for two or three minutes.
“But not free, nilla. Here’s the thing. Here’s the thing. You get an O…and a half. Now, the half can come first…which will automatically eliminate ANY chance for an O on Sunday. Or…”
He pauses, and looks deeply into my eyes. I wonder if He knows the full effect of that on me? How I feel shy, and loved. How I feel examined, and tenderly admired. Then He continues, changing the mood, bending the spell. Winding it around and around me, like a spider catches a fly in its web. He has me wound that tightly, too.
And wet. Did I mention He makes me wet?
“Or…you can have the full O first, the half-O second, which I KNOW you love, nilla (Insert rapid head-shake ‘no no no” here)…and have the chance of an Orgasm tomorrow (Sunday) night. That’s not a guarantee of an Orgasm….but it is a chance, which you don’t have at ALL if you take the half – orgasm first.”
So I sit, ready to go to bed, on the horny horns of a challenge. A roll of the Orgasm dice, thrown by Master.
What will I do?
(Oh, c’mon, you all know me. I know you’ll guess what I’ll do!)