Journal of my exploration into the domination submission world of D/s and how I struggle between my submissive heart and my logical feminist mind that tells me submission is wrong while my body and heart tell me it is sooooh right!
Friday, December 11, 2009
Master C Is Home....
A text message flashes on my phone stating “meet me in the park” My heart skips a beat. Master C's plane had landed and he was around the corner waiting for me. I slip on my shoes and run out the door. It was late and the park was dark. I walk though the park when I hear his voice. “Hey, over here” I walked toward him; he grabbed me by the waist, kissed my lips. I melted in his arms as he held me. It didn’t take long before I was on my knees undoing his pants and holding his cock in my hands. My mouth was watering for him. I have been waiting for him to come home for so long. I take his cock in my mouth and working my hands and mouth up and down his shaft. He is getting harder by the second. I can feel him pulsating, he is about to cum. I can feel myself getting wetter. As Master C reaches climax I can feel myself getting closer to my own O. Then I feel his warm thick cum rushing down my throat.
I look into his eyes as I stand up and I thank Master C for his gift.