Sunday after a bonus Saturday Shaft

My Master did let me off.

not because I have been sick, but because I have shown great improvement with my weight loss the last couple of weeks *beams* (thank you Master).

we spoke last night briefly online and then He had things He had to do, but we managed to reunite at 1pm His time and 10pm mine. We managed to get in an hour alone time. It was nice. I was dreamy and he had ordered me to bed and told me to call at 10pm but only if I had a creamy cunt and swollen nipples. So of course when 10pm came around I was very ready for use.

I sucked on His shaft and then He told me to open my legs. I opened them and He wanted them wider. He sat back and looked at His property while He made me tug on my nipples. He commented on the fact that I had "very slutty cunt lips" . He enjoyed that my hole was ready for fucking. He loves to look and I love Him to look. There is a certain sense of vulnerability when I open to Him and He sits back and comments. I do not think I will ever be fully able to spread my legs and offer myself without feeling a little self conscious. I love to do it, but its the forbidden/slut/owned property aspect that turns me on and makes me feel slightly embarrassed. I guess its the knowledge that He could have me lay back with my legs wide and apart for hours if He wished, its the knowledge that He can do as He pleases. Its the total knowledge that if I were to do that for an extended period of time I would start to leak my juices in offer to Him. that is the embarrassing part. I do get every so wet for my Man.

I always felt self conscious of that in the past. I always wondered whether in fact I get too wet. Master has had me dry myself a little on occasion. That command was a little humiliating, but also turned me on, "dry yourself you dirty little slut, look how went your cunt is".

I am His slut. I am a slut for Him. A dirty greedy little slut. Only He can bring me down to that mode. His slut, to be used and fucked, in any way He wishes.

He would never call me a whore, nor a cunt. Those two words are personal limits of His. Should He ever call me either of those things I would cry. He has called me a "fuck" and a "fucker", those two words are pretty humiliating, but He says them in context and when He does, I am just that. Property.

I love Him so.

Thank You for last night Master, it was an added bonus. Thank You for putting yourself out and rushing home to be with me. I appreciate it and adore You.

Always Yours.

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