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Our
weekends are usually pretty wonderful, peacefully spent together with no
interruptions....just us, the dogs, this home. However this weekend had
something different in store due to Captain's sensual plans. Friday
evening after dinner, Captain said "girl, you need to take a bath
before you go to bed."
???.....Yes, I had taken the day off to help my daughter clean her house and got a little dusty but I didn't think I was that bad. Ok. Captain requested girl take a bath, so bath it was. I came out of the bath in my winter jammies and sat beside him on the couch to watch a bit of television with him. After about 20 minutes "It's time for you to go to bed" was the order given. Ok, so off to bed with him close behind. As I got into bed, he covered me up, gave me a kiss - and then pulled out a rope and tied my left wrist to the bed! "This weekend," he stated "this girl is mine. REALLY mine."...flutter of stomach....gulp....oh my. He then walked out of the room and leaving me tied to the bed to go to sleep.
???.....Yes, I had taken the day off to help my daughter clean her house and got a little dusty but I didn't think I was that bad. Ok. Captain requested girl take a bath, so bath it was. I came out of the bath in my winter jammies and sat beside him on the couch to watch a bit of television with him. After about 20 minutes "It's time for you to go to bed" was the order given. Ok, so off to bed with him close behind. As I got into bed, he covered me up, gave me a kiss - and then pulled out a rope and tied my left wrist to the bed! "This weekend," he stated "this girl is mine. REALLY mine."...flutter of stomach....gulp....oh my. He then walked out of the room and leaving me tied to the bed to go to sleep.
Ah,
but not for long.....I woke to my jammies being removed, Captain crawling
between my legs...tongue, fingers everywhere, a sensual fire storm. Bliss...is girl
dreaming...no. It was my Captain taking what is his. It amazes
me how he plans, waits until the perfect moment and then, with precision,
executes his plan. After one of the most explosive O's girl has ever
had, he sends me back to sleep. He leaves to go back to reading, leaving
my entire body in a state of mindless bliss. At some point later he came
to bed but girl was out like a light.
But
not for long. girl is tethered to the bed and has to use the
bathroom! Yee GADS...what to do? A request is made to go to the
bathroom and what does Captain do? He unties the ropes from the bed and
leads me to the bathroom by my ropes. And stands there, holding my tethered
hands while I sit on the toilet and take care of business! Then back to bed it
is and back to sleep.
Again,
not for long....girl awakens to her Captain hovering above her, growling,
urgent electricity filled the room. Tis girl’s time to give what he
already owns. When Captain is like this, he is undeniably going to take
what he wants in whatever manner he chooses. And soon he is buried in me,
girl was sound asleep but fully awake in a nano second....bodies that know what
they want without question or the benefit of time to think....bliss....bliss
and more bliss. This weekend is amazing – and it’s only 3 AM Saturday.
g
woke up feeling like "is there a marathon I can run today, I feel fabulous
today!" The rest of Saturday passes with quiet pursuits at home, something
we both love. There is not much talk, but major amounts of peace.
Life is definitely good! But a question hangs in the air all day. What is
on the Captain’s mind? Will he use his girl again? How? Where? When?
The
question remained unanswered and Sunday arrived. Over coffee I cautiously ask
what he is up to today (typical question,) to which he replies "after we
go to the play room I will probably do some work." We are blessed to
have a real playroom, complete with toys, treasure chest....it is a room for
one purpose only. He also mentions that he plans for us to be there in
two hours. So I head to the shower, a man that has planned this weekend
to the tiniest detail deserves nothing less than the best I can be. So
after a long bath, complete attention to the details that matter the most to
him, the moment to be waiting has arrived. girl loves this moment, the
waiting, the clearing of every thought except for him...meditation with open
hands waiting patiently for him. My Captain appeared, the treasure chest
was opened, the flogger, the whip, and more appeared and the next part of
Sunday was just pure pleasure...carnal travels to a playground complete with
toys, girls backside being pinked and a very happy satisfied Captain.
YUM! There is something so special about that room, that space that we
mentally enter when we are there. Nothing but service to please Captain,
which in turn pleases me....utterly.
And
as I said "O" the weekend!
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One of my hobbies is photographing Renee |
Captain:
G
recalls the weekend somewhat differently than I.
But
let’s start at the beginning.
Due
to the unpleasantly cold weather we were inside all week. She, padding around
the house dressed like a snow bunny, accentuating her long slender legs with
her tights and knee socks and thick bulky sweaters during the day. How well I
know the delights she concealed under all that clothing! In the evening she
wore her goofy orange onesies that are curiously sexy in that I can see her
hips move sensually against the material when she walks. And of course she is
careful no to keep them zipped up too far in front. she had kept her Captain in
a near constant state of distraction, if not arousal, for days. Something had
to give.
We
had slipped a bit toward vanilla land over the past weeks and I had in mind a
weekend for girl to regain her submission and experience it more completely. Friday
I texted her from the office and instructed her to put in her Kegel balls,
“It’s going to be one of those weekends.” The Kegel balls are a pair of
connected
hollow silicon balls with weights inside that fit inside her. The
metal weights bounce around as she moves. Wearing them is an act of submission
intended to focus her mind “down there.” When I arrived home g had the full
array of our internal toys on the counter, including – to my dismay - the balls
she was supposed to be wearing. I am not a Dom who is quick to punish
disobedience, especially if there is a chance it is mere miscommunication. However,
I decided to not give her the opportunity to disobey or misunderstand again
that weekend. I told her to take a bath. I tied her to the bed. And then I went
to read and think a bit. I have insomnia and I often spend hours in the night
reading and thinking at night.
Kegel balls |
What
I thought of this night was the soft skin, the moist corners, the sweet
pleasures that she had kept concealed all week. So, I went to the bed, stripped
off her pjs, and took my time enjoying her delights – for the first time of the
weekend.
Later,
as I lay in bed reading my girl asked in a quivering voice, “Can I go to the
bathroom?” Well of course, but you
are not leaving your Captain’s control.
Later
that night my desire for her burned ever hotter and this time my body was in
synch with my mind. An erection! At this age one does not waste a good erection
and I had my source of relief tied right next to me in my bed. Besides, being
taken when she least expects it and used for her Captain’s pleasure only is a
time-honored act of submission and it was about time she experienced it again. Her
description above of what ensued is somewhat different than my memory of it. I
hope I’m right, as my goal was not to wake her up and use her. I wanted her
first conscious thought to be, “Whoa … I’m being fucked!” I approached our bed
and slathered my erection with lube, careful not to awake her. When I was ready I pulled the covers
aside, pushed her knees apart, and quickly entered her. Her first few reactions
satisfied me - quiet “ngh, ngh” sounds with each thrust. As she became more conscious she moaned
with pleasure and soon we were having otherwise vanilla sex together.
My
insomnia plagued me all night and I didn’t fall asleep until daylight Saturday
morning. Saturday was spent sleeping on and off, thinking about girl and her
delights but not having energy to do anything about it.
Sunday
I awoke with energy and a desire to continue my pursuits of Friday night. I
also wanted to take some photos. One of my hobbies is taking photos of Renee
and I am always thoughtful of new ways to see her. I told her we would meet in
the playroom in two hours, and I set up lights and cameras while she prepared
herself. Sometimes it takes a full two hours because she is VERY thorough.
We
took photos and then, as girl has related, the toy box came open. As she said,
a very happily satisfied Captain used all her delights and took us to the brink
of D/s bliss. Nothing defines our roles more viscerally than when her Captain
pushes deep inside her most intimate place, his hips pressed tight against her
behind, her head pulled back by the hair and Captain growling, “You. Are. Mine.”