Another Horny Sunday

It started the moment we woke up. Master T pushed His hand between my legs and fell asleep again. So did I. We woke about half an hour later and as it was close to 11am, decided to get up and get the day started. We had a lot to do. In the kitchen, as He made some tea and I grabbed breakfast, Master T said: “I want to fuck you.”
I suggested we go back to bed, but both of us knew we would not do it. We had quite a busy day ahead with chores and ironing and putting away the implements and niceties we had bought at the sex shop on Saturday.

Late in the afternoon I took a shower. I knew I had to insert my butt plug for the remainder of the day, as I didn’t wear it on Saturday. I had permission for this from Master T. Right after the shower I inserted my plug and lay on the bed, my legs spread. Yes, I was horny. I slowly moved my hips forward and backwards, feeling the plug move inside me. I touched my clitoris, but stopped immediately as I was afraid that I might climax. I still have a punishment pending, since I totally forgot to confess an orgasm I didn’t have permission forย and Master T read about it on my blog. Since wearing underwear on Sundays is forbidden, I put on a low cut dress and stockings and I went downstairs to where Master T had started on dinner.

He was very satisfied with the view. He pinched my nipple through the fabric of my dress, but I pulled the material sideways. We kissed, He pinched.
“After dinner, when the kids are upstairs, I want you to spread your legs and show my your hairy cunt,” He said, “and later this evening you may show me how you edge.”
I still haven’t shaved as Master T has still not told me that I am allowed to remove the hair again. He likes the look and wants it to stay for some more weeks. He has wicked plans with it and I have a feeling it will involved pulling the hair. Pure torture! But, this was not the thing at the top of my mind. I worried about the edging. I was horny, I was plugged… and then I had to edge. This might just go terribly wrong. I might not be able to stop myself from climaxing.

My worries didn’t bug me for too long. As the evening progressed, my thoughts ran in all directions. I wanted to be used. I wanted Him to fuck my ass. I wanted Him to hurt me. I wanted to be on the bad, my ass up in the air, my plug inside me and for him to fuck my cunt. I wanted Him to try and fist my ass again. I wanted Him to use the misery stick on me. Or the new vampire paddle. I wanted Him to use me and degrade me and fuck me like a whore. I wanted to be His slut. I wanted everything at once.

But I could want all of that… and still had to wait to see what He wanted to do to me. No matter how horny I was, He was the one setting the pace, determining what would happen. I had no say in it, except to let Him know how horny I was…

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11 thoughts on “Another Horny Sunday

    • Marie Rebelle says:

      I have already started writing and yes, I am mostly calm to accept what He wants, although, sometimes there are things that upset me, as will become clear in future posts.

  1. I love that feeling of being on the edge of control, about to lose it, even at the risk of punishment.

    I can almost feel your plug buried deep right now. A wonderful image.

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