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It’s really nice, right here.

October 20th, 2010

M seems pretty intent on taking a Wanton Wednesday series.  Of which, I’ll probably be able to “borrow” a photo for HNT.  Unfortunately, He’s still working.  So here I sit, waiting for instructions.

We have a cat. A black cat with awesome golden green eyes.  Her name’s Cara.  She sleeps all the time.  Except at night, when she peeks her nose under the cage cover of Zedd’s cage and freaks him right the fuck out even though she can’t reach him.

And here come the instructions.  He’s talking about hoods.  Oh dear god.

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There’s something to be said for a man who can respond to “That hurt my elbows.” by looking around the room and saying, “Yeah, I think the guy who gave a fuck left.” without missing a beat.  And then look at my shocked and appalled expression and laugh.

“I was hoping it would hurt.” He said as He walked away.

He locked my wrists to either end of a homemade spreader bar, and put me on my knees.  Then He tugged the hood over my head.

For the first time ever, Master put clothespins on my tongue.  Ow! Four of them! Quadruple OW!

And the panic that rose every time the material clung to my nostrils was exacerbated by the pain in my calves and knees.  He has this habit of walking forward as He thrusts, which makes me bend backwards, which makes my calves and knees hurt more than they would if I just knelt there.

And as He’s reading this, He’s probably rubbing His hands together, and planning His next face fucking on my knees without the use of my hands.  He’ll probably figure out a way to make it less comfortable.  He’s already told me I need more practice on my knees.  But truth be told, the kneeling was only half of it.

I still don’t do well with things over my face.  And it didn’t help that the hood kept going up my nose in the few brief moments M would back out of my throat just far enough so I can get a breath through my nose, but like… You’d think Id open my mouth or something, but instead, I keep my mouth tightly clamped around His shaft as He lets me attempt to suck in a breath.

And like… There was something over my face, man.

But I had no trouble cumming on my back while M rubbed one off on my hooded face with only my tongue sticking out.

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