Coffee Talk

Last night was kind of nice. I gave Master a bath, if he has a bath at night its a ritual for us that I bath him. We talk about the day and maybe the things that need to be done the next day. He worked on his new web site that he is designing last night for a long time and there things about it that just aren’t working for him so he was a little frustrated. After his bath and he was in bed I knelt beside his bedside like I always do to give him his vow. When I was through reciting it, I was going to get up to come to bed. He asked where I was going, I then immediately said no where and he told me I should have asked to get up. I apologized and lowered my head. It felt like I was there on my knees forever…it had only been a minute or two. He then grabbed me by the back of my hair, raised me up some and forced my mouth down on his cock. I was filled with excitement. He wouldn’t let go and his cock kept pushing down the back of throat. I couldn’t breath, but I knew I couldn’t or shouldn’t say anything or try to anyway. I love having Master in my mouth, but it made me want him so badly. I just kept getting wetter and wetter with ever stroke. Master never really takes long to cum when I am sucking him, but this time he made me work for it, he went longer than I remember. I loved every minute of it. Finally with one last hair pu;; and shove to the back of my throat, he released his frustration out and I felt like I was going to gag because I couldn’t breath and I was trying to swallow at the same time. Then there it was, I had an orgasm without permission. My cum was running down my legs. When he finally let me up, he knew by the look on my face. All he said was that we would deal with this in the morning and for me to come to bed. I crawled in bed beside Master and curled up with him and we drifted off to sleep. 

Every morning before he starts work, we have what he calls the preventative session. I lay across the bed, he takes the cane, which I hate and lets me know what my infractions were for the following day or if there was none, then he makes me recite his rules as he is caning me, so I will remember for that day. As much as I love pain and as much as I want Master to scene to with me, I do not like the cane at all. To me it’s not a pleasure-pain. It works though, I always remember his rules and I strive to be a better slave each day. I just wonder what this morning holds with last nights infraction. What ever it is, however hard it is, it will be worth it, because I haven’t had an orgasm in months!  Now, its time to start my day…