Is it hot in here...?

A few years back when Master & I were staying at a hotel, I awoke in the middle of the night to find the room stifling hot--I recall throwing the blankets off and getting up to turn the heater down. It was dark in the room and I was bent over at the window, trying to read the temperature setting while mumbling to myself when suddenly, Master was behind me.
He bent me over and was inside of me in an instant, thrusting hard and fast while I held onto the window sill and moved my body with his. He grabbed my hair and pulled my head back, telling me what a dirty whore I was while continuing to ram his delicious cock deep inside me.
I was moaning loudly and squeezing Master's cock with my pussy and before long I was begging for permission to cum. It was pure raw, frenzied sex and it was fantastic!!
When it was over, Master returned to bed, leaving me weak kneed and panting at the window. I soon crawled in beside him and snuggled close..."Thank you Master, for letting your whore cum", I said. He chuckled and said "You're welcome baby" and soon, we both drifted happily off to sleep.
I think I need another fucking like that very soon!!!

Lesson Learned

Work and life in general have kept me from posting here as often as I'd like, but hopefully everything calms down soon. When I have time, I try to read some of the blog pages I'm following as well. So many of you are so talented with your writing and WOW--a lot of it is so freaking hot that I find my fingers inside my panties before I'm done reading!
It's the same when I'm writing about things Master & I have done, I just can't help myself...what can I can say-I'm a horny slut!

I mentioned before that Master has a stocking fetish..he requires that when I'm with him, I wear them at all times unless otherwise given permission. When the weather is terribly hot, he is understanding and will give me the option not to wear them, but I know it would still make him happy if I did.
When we are at home though, I am expected to wear them..and I should ALWAYS be wearing them to bed, even if I don't wear anything else! Master enjoys feeling my stockinged legs next to him and often in the night he will wrap his legs around mine or just caress them with his fingers.
Once when Master was here visiting, we went on a road trip and stayed in a few different hotels. Master went to sleep early on me one night & for whatever reason, I decided that since he was already asleep, it wouldn't matter that I wasn't wearing stockings.
Well, I remember waking up to his hands touching my legs and I immediately knew I'd made a big mistake. "Where are your stockings, whore?", he asked.
I then had to admit that I stupidly thought it wouldn't matter since he was already asleep. He got quiet..would not look at me or allow me to touch him--this, as I'm sure many of you can relate, was like a dagger in my heart.
If I recall correctly, I was then punished with the paddle and then Master just turned the tv on and ignored me. Later, he laid on the bed and stroked his cock, but I was not allowed to touch him. I begged him to fuck me, but he reached into the nightstand & pulled out a vibrator and threw it to me. I begged him to fuck me with it, but he refused...it was pure hell for me!
I could take the physical punishment, but to be given the cold shoulder made me miserable and teary eyed.
Later,Master called me to him and explained that for me to assume that breaking one of his rules "wouldn't matter", was an insult. He expects my obedience and was disapppointed that I was so thoughtless. When I apologized, Master took me into his arms and I was completely forgiven.
I still don't know why I decided to not wear them to bed that night, because I have come to love wearing stockings for my Man..they feel so nice against my skin and I feel sexy when I wear them. Either way, I definitely learned my lesson and unless I just want to torture myself, I'll never make that mistake again!
Have a good week A/all!
~M~

Another Year Older...

It's been a busy week for me. My birthday was last Monday; it was a good day & I got some nice cards/gifts plus spoke with Master twice by phone.
I wish I could have been with him to receive a proper birthday spanking--I'm sure he would have taken delight in using a variety of implements to administer 41 smacks to my ass. This is how I imagine it would be...
I'd be dressed properly for him, wearing a blouse, skirt and nice pair of stockings. He would bend me over, directing me to count them out while he gave me a few smacks over my skirt. Next the skirt would be lifted up and a few more smacks over my panties before they were then pulled down to expose my ass to him.
He would then move on to the hairbrush, giving a few smacks with it, before moving on to the crop and perhaps ending it with some delicious blows from the paddle. While I am still bent over, he would enter me from behind, slide his cock into my dripping wet pussy and fuck me until he came all over my warm, red ass. He would then probably make the rest of the day special and about me..kisses & soft touches, a nice dinner and lots of love making.
That's one of many things I love about my Master-even though I am his whore & his fucktoy, I'm also his friend and his lover. He respects me and makes sure I am taken care of..my happiness is important to him.
Even though sex plays a major role in our relationship, it's not the only thing.
We have spent many nice times just doing ordinary things, like lazing on the couch watching tv together or playing Scrabble(which he will admit that I usually always beat him at!). Even though he is in charge and I follow his rules, he does not see me as being beneath him. He just knows how and when to give me the discipline and guidance that I need.
I need to get a good night's sleep, so I'll close this for now. I hate to jinx myself, but please think positive thoughts for us, as it looks like I may soon be able to go be with him for good. When that day comes, I'll be the happiest submissive on the planet--I promise you that!
Have a good week A/all!

I love You Master!