MrH has sent me to the bedroom … I am to undress and bend over the bed. He has promised to make me feel better.
He is making tea and I don’t know how long I am to wait.
I hear him on the stairs. And my breath quickens.
He has come into the room and is stood behind me.
“Close your eyes sweetgirl,” he says.
I hear him move to the wardrobe. And unzip the bag. Something is placed on the bed at the side of me. I desperately want to look. I feel something wet against my bottom. And pressure… The jewel plug.. MrH places it firmly in.
“You will dress and come downstairs. You will keep this in place until I give you permission to remove it. Do you understand?”
“Yes sir” he kisses my bum cheeks then slaps them gently and leaves.
The plug is not uncomfortable but it reminds me I am his. That my body is here for his enjoyment. I dress in comfortable pyjamas, they are made of thick, soft fleece and are cream with penguin’s on. I look in the mirror as I pull my slippers on and smile…. Oh yeah I look soo sexy haha
The evening passes as usual… We eat and I shower. I prepare MrH his bath and wait in bed. I wonder if I am to sleep in the plug.
MrH comes through from the bathroom and joins me on the bed. He motions for me to snuggle into his side.. “No internet for you tonight sweetgirl. I wish you to think only of me.”
I close my eyes, I can hear his heart beat and steady breathing. Contentment settles over me. Surrounds me. I feel the tension ebb from my shoulders. Bed time rolls round and MrH instructs me to my knees for my night time collar to be put on. Has he forgotten about the plug?
He kisses my forehead and asks me “who’s are you?”
“I am yours” I reply
“Bend over the bed sweetgirl.”
I do as I am told. This will be a little uncomfortable I think… And I focus on relaxing. A buzzing noise startles me. And the plug begins to vibrate. MrH has placed the vibrator on the end of the plug.
The vibrations flow through me, and heat floods into my pussy.
“Do u like that?” He asked
“Yes sir,” I manage to say, but my voice is low, and cracks.
“Good.” He says and the vibrations stop. My body wants me to cry out, to beg him to continue, but my mind quiets this demanding voice. You will get what you are given I remind myself.
He moves to the bed and removes the pillows to the floor. Hope springs up – he does not do this when he plans to sleep. “I wish you to come here and sit on me. I wish to use my mouth but I wish to be comfortable.”
Shyly I go and straddle his face. He knows this makes me shy. He knows I feel dirty and wanton not empowered as some might. He brings me closer to him … I feel his breath … The vibrator begins again and is again placed on the plug. … MrH begins to kiss, suck, nibble and lick…
My orgasm is hard and fast.
But he is not satisfied with one MrH demands more and more …
When I am no longer aware of my surroundings MrH pushes Me to my back…. And thrusts his cock into my mouth … there is a strange wimpering noise and I think it’s coming from me. I love the feel of his cock.. I love how it goes into my throat and I can’t breathe. I love the salty taste of him and the groans he makes as he takes his pleasure.
“Should I cum in your mouth, your pussy or your ass sweetgirl?”
His voice is low, and he taps each area as he speaks.
“You would welcome me wouldn’t you – you are well prepared… ”
“Which ever would please Sir more” I reply … “I am yours”