|Helmet Head XL Glass Plug|
Width at widest 2"
And I think my eyes popped out of my head. Really, he thinks that will fit in me?!
I took my time in the bathroom shaving, scrubbing, adding things to my routine that I don't normally do; just prolonging the inevitable. Why did he have to show it to me?! By the time I was done he had gotten the kids to sleep -- of course they would cooperate when I was looking to buy myself more time. I was in our room and had just about got my panties into place when Master walked in and pulled them back down.
"We are going to do this already?!"
I was leaning over the bed and he slowly pushed the tip in.
"Ow, ow, ow! Can I have some lube, please?" Is he not thinking clearly?!
(Apparently, he was. He was thinking that I would be more willing to take it with lube if he made me think he wasn't going to use it first. Humpf.)
My poor, poor ass.
(Isn't it amazing how you can do things just by knowing he wants it? I knew he wanted the plug in me, that it would make him happy, and I wanted to make him happy, and that was that.)
Master, graciously, applied some lube and I stayed as still as possible, however staying quiet didn't work out as well, in fact I'm surprised I didn't wake up the kids.
Then it was in.
Master praised me which made me feel pretty darn good about myself.
He had fun swatting at my ass every now and then and watching me walk here and there. *eyes roll* I couldn't get the damn smile off my face, which shouldn't surprise me.
About an hour after the plug was put in...
"Stand in front of me and spread your legs." He said while sitting on the couch.
Oh dear me, here we go. I thought as he put the vibrator on my pussy.
The feeling when he spanked me... the feeling of being full... the feeling that the plug made with every movement... the feeling of the clamps squeezing my nipples, and how they felt under my fingers... the feeling of him inside me... and all that I'm not sharing...
They are all different ingredients, varying tastes and textures, and when combined they turned into something heart pounding, breath taking, and impossible to describe. But, it was a beautiful, beautiful thing.
However, that was unexpected. I didn't expect to like it. I expected to find something to complain about. I expected it to be too big, too hard, too much. I did it for him but it turned out to be something different and I'm not sure how to deal with that. It makes me feel insecure and vulnerable.
At the same time, it makes me want more (more of this and more of... other stuff). I want the spanks to be harder. I want the chain on the clamps to be pulled further. I want the plug again. And if I happened to be attached to the spreader bar, I'm sure I wouldn't mind that either, and I'm not sure how to feel about that.
Thus far, I have been at ease with what we have done and it surprises me that I feel this way now. After all, there are much bigger plugs out there and there are many things with more intensity than what we did this night, so why now, why with this? Is it because I had expectations that were not met? Even if they were bad expectations and I'm happy they were not met.
Nonetheless, I wrote this with a smile on my face, and blushing cheeks, so in that we can assume one thing...
I truly am the dirty whore that Master says I am.
(Okay, I need to go before my face stays this red forever.)