Why?

It started when you told me to sit under the table while you ate and give you a bj. I was aware I wasn’t making a good job of it. And, although I wasn’t really hungry when you started eating, I could smell the fish and the onion chutney and I had not eaten a heavy supper. So, I was already feeling slightly spaced out. You were talking about things that were rather far from my own experience. Had I ever been to a dinner with other subs and their Doms? Well, of course not. I think you were talking about your own experiences and what you had been doing since the last time I saw you. So, I was hungry, spacey and slightly aroused…I like giving you a bj and I was rather amused at the idea that you might like me under the table doing it while you ate. I had a weird picture of a dinner like a Peter Greenaway film still.

Then you told me to strip. Well, you had told me to wear nice underwear and I was pleased that I’d at least tried. What I expected next was for you to tie me or blindfold me. I really didn’t anticipate any ‘pain’ related activities. Yes I am a little gullible. So the spanking was a shock. But it tingled rather than hurt at least to start, so I didn’t make any effort to stop you. I was surprised that the cane was so small…and I actually didn’t think you’d try to use it on me. See how trusting (?stupid) I am.

The cane hurt. I wasn’t going to make a noise or cry if I could help it though because it was something of a matter of pride to me that I didn’t. I can remember feeling very turned on, but I didn’t particularly want to be fucked at that stage. I was curious how much you would do/how far you would go. At this stage I was, I think, in a state of shock. I am slightly scared of you. Most of the men I know are physically strong, but not so strong that I can’t hurt them a bit. I’m not sure I could stop you if I wanted to. And, you are not stupid. I can’t get round you by out arguing you (apart, perhaps, on marketing issues – and since you don’t believe in marketing that is a bit of a lost cause!)

I think you put the blindfold on then. I can remember feeling my arse and wondering what it looked like. The spanking was almost pleasant…like a sort of massage. The caning was like a cut across the pleasantness – a reminder that you could do whatever you wanted. I can’t remember whether you put the clothes pegs on my nipples then or waited till you had tried to take me outside. I think before. Of all the things you did, that was the most painful. It was also the least pretty. I had a vision (wrong) that my arse had patterns from your caning. The spanking and caning were controlled and calculated or so it felt, in as much as I was aware of what was happening. You seemed to know what the effect would be on me. The clothes pegs seemed a bit clumsy…and I could peep under the blindfold (and did). I remember thinking they looked silly. And they hurt when you pulled them off.

I really did think you were planning to go out on the balcony. And that was a little exciting. I do have slight exhibitionist tendencies, though I have to be encouraged to misbehave. I’d PROBABLY have objected if I’d thought you were really going outside through the front door. I do have to live here. Anyway you didn’t.

I don’t remember much of the love making. I do remember being very wet before we started and I do remember being aware that I was too excited to cum. There’s a certain point beyond which I plateau. At that point I won’t cum until hours later, when I can usually do so just by thinking about what has put me there (I lie in bed next to you snoring and orgasm all by myself…no hands!). In itself it is special. I also remember enjoying the bj. It was erotic in its own right. I love watching you cum because of the intensity of your orgasms.

Throughout the night I could feel you next to me. I think you slept first and I can remember dozing on and off. At some point I woke up and could feel my arse tingling and my nipples hard and sore (the after effect was rather better than the action, if that makes sense). I did at that point cum. Then I slept again. I can remember giving you a bj the next morning. You do have the nicest cock in the world to play with.