Something Kinky This Way Comes...

There's been some kink around here for the past few weeks.

Yesterday Master paddled my behind.  And He was kind enough to start nice and slow, before ramping it up to the point where it felt like the edges of the leather were slicing into my butt cheeks. I wasn't restrained, so when I tried to stand up in protest, I was quickly pushed back into place.

It was very exciting, and some very hot sex followed the paddling.

And last weekend, we did something...different.  I thought it was kinky, which surprised Master, who thought it was just really good sex.  After I tell you about it, you can come to your own conclusion.

See, about two weeks ago, I got a new pair of glasses.  New prescription (I can see!), new frames (no more granny-glasses!), the whole package.  Master was there when I picked out the frames, so they had His seal of approval.  I have to say, the new frames are much sexier than the old ones. The old ones really did look like granny would wear them.

Now here I am, with my new shorter hair, and my new sexy glasses, and Master starts to think about...things.  So last weekend He suggested that I shower, shave and make myself pretty...and to put my hair up into two ponytails.  Being a good slave-girlie, I did as instructed, and when I emerged from the bathroom, I was quickly ordered to sit on the little stool.

Some very, very rough oral sex followed, with my ponytails providing handy handles for Master to grab onto while He choked me with His cock.  Repeatedly.  At one point I pushed against His thighs because I was afraid I was going to throw up, but fortunately, that unpleasantness was avoided.

Once He was finished ravishing my face, He ordered me to put on my new glasses and lay on the bed.  He straddled my face, erection in hand, and I swirled my tongue around His balls while He stroked His cock.  I licked and sucked and He stroked and stroked and eventually, He came.  All over my new glasses.

Actually, there was cum everywhere. It coated my glasses, it was in my hair, on my cheeks, in my mouth and, sadly, up my nose.  I was a messy girl.  And Master loved it.

Afterward, He regretted not taking a photo of my messy face, but then realized that we would just have to do it again so He could get a picture.  I'm okay with that...except the cum-up-the-nose part. That was not fun.

Can you see why I thought this was kinky?  Cumming on a girl's glasses seems kinky to me, but maybe I'm wrong.  Kinky or not, it was lots of fun to try something new.

About Last Night...

Yes, last night saw the return of kink.  All I needed to do was blog that it was missing, and lo and behold, it was found.  Amazing how that works.

But before I continue, I want to thank Ara for giving me The One Lovely Blog Award.  She is too sweet and kind, and I appreciate her thinking of my little blog.  There are some responsibilities that come with the award, and I will attend to those in tomorrow's post.  Master has already deemed that the topic of today's post is what happened last night, so tomorrow I will blog about the award.

So, back to last night....

He dressed me up in my purple leather wrist and ankle cuffs, grabbed some rope, and tied me spread-eagle to the bed.

Then He spent a little time hurting me.  He employed the leather flogger, used His hands, bit hard with His teeth on sensitive places.  Me?  I just sank down into the pain, floated along with it, cried out when it seemed too much, and got really, really turned on.

(Except for the moments when He would touch my feet.  I cannot stand that.  He knows it, which is why He does it.  Sadists...always doing the one thing you just can't handle).

Eventually, all good pain must come to an end, as it was time to get down to the business of fucking.  Which we did. 

This time was different, though, as we used a new toy we recently acquired:  a vibrating cock ring.  This is no cheap novelty item.  It's made of black silicone, is rechargable, and the vibrating portion is quite large, so it covers a large area of my anatomy when He presses against me.  The vibrations are fairly strong...it feels really good.

He fucked me for a long time, slowly working me towards an orgasm, teasing my clit with the vibrating portion of the ring.  It was heaven, and finally, with one big thrust, His cock deep inside of me, He pressed hard against me, and I came.  A huge orgasm washed over me...and He kept on fucking.

You ladies know how sensitive your pussy gets when it's in that post-orgasm state, that place where pleasure can tip over into discomfort if there is prolonged stimulation....well, He just LOVES that place.  He loves to take me from ecstasy into agony; I think it's a control thing, but don't tell Him I said so.

He kept fucking me, with the vibrating cock ring still buzzing against me, until I basically just could not take it any more.  Satisfied with His evil ways, He rolled over and let me suck His cock. Which I did, and I did well.

When it was all over, everyone was satisfied.  The Sadist got His fill, the masochist got her fill, and it was all good.

No words needed

Yesterday morning, He got up first.  I'd been awake for a while, but I wasn't quite ready to meet the day.  I heard Him stir on His side of the bed, then He got up and put on some sweats.  He did not talk to me.  Instead He went to the kitchen and made the coffee.  I stayed in the warm confines of our bed.

After the coffee was brewing, He returned to our bedroom.  He still didn't say anything.  He came to my side of the bed and placed a glass of water on my nightstand.  Then He undressed and got back in bed.

No words were needed.  The glass of water told me all I needed to know.  I drank from it, quietly.  Then I turned over, snuggled down next to His now-naked body, and I sucked His cock.

Funny how owned a glass of water can make me feel.

Dinner was delicious

It really was.  The other day I read danae's recipe for Rice and Sausage Casserole over at Domestic Servitude, and it sounded good.  I showed it to Master, who agreed.  So, having been given the green light to try it out, I made sure we had all the ingredients, which we did, and I made it for dinner tonight. 

It was so good, we all had seconds, and Master declared this dish to be a "keeper."  So if you are looking for something to cook for dinner, I recommend trying this casserole.

In other news, all is still quiet on the kinky front here.  It should be noted, however, that blowjobs-on-demand continue without interruption.  Master just simply takes me in our bedroom, closes the door, and we go about it in a very, very quiet fashion.  He doesn't help the "quiet" factor when He shoves my head down on His shaft when He cums.  Do you have any idea how hard it is to gag quietly???  It's practically impossible, but I'm getting better at it.  I'll say it before He does:  "Practice makes perfect."