i live to serve You
20 Jan 2010 Leave a Comment
in Mistress, submission, This girls life
Last night was a really good night. Mistress contacted me when She finished work asking if i wanted to go out to dinner and as i had had an extra cheque this week i suggested it be my treat. 
. We opted to try cracker barrel; Somewhere Mistress had wanted me to go before i left the states.
I noticed Mistress’s message while i was drying off from the shower. I had come into the front room to get the robe from the bedroom as i was feeling cold and i was going to dry my hair when i saw the message. At this point Mistress was about 15 minutes from home so i was starting to worry a little about being ready having left taking a shower a little later than i would usually.
After talking on the phone for about 10 minutes it gave me about 5 minutes to get ready( literally). I still had to get dressed and dry my hair, one of my usual prerequisites. Mistress allowed me not to dry my hair thankfully. I threw some clothes on, grabbed my purse and left. After being delayed in the elevator ( it always goes up before it comes down and someone went up a floor before the elevator went down *grrr*) i met Mistress outside.
We had a long discussion and some laughs on the way to cracker barrel. Cracker barrel was fun. It was a cosy little old country themed restaurant for you non yanks who read my blog. Very kitsch and very nostalgic. I loved it. We sat by a roaring fire which smelled DIVINE. There was an oil lamp on the table and lots of old west type stuff. We goofed around at dinner, despite what Mistress says about my meal mooing it was a very good rare cooked steak! lol. We looked around the store and ooh’d and aah’d over the many nice things in the store and Mistress begrudgingly let me get Her a gift. A yankee candle scent thingy for her car as She loves yankee candles. Hopefully She likes it lol. I just thought it might be nice for Her car to smell of the candles She loves as well as Her house.
The ride home was fun. Mistress tickled me at every opportunity She could. She has really taken to enjoying tickling me. It doesn’t help that i am ticklish almost everywhere! As much as i protest.. i like it too:). shhhh i didn’t say anything 
. It is really nice to have the opportunity to spend one on one time with Mistress like this and just goof around. I think laughter is soo important in a relationship and my god we laughed last night.
And then.. jamba juice…
Mistress suggested we pick up some juice on the way home and i thought it sounded like a nice idea so we headed to one near Mistress’s apartment. Mistress went in first because i had about 30 things on my lap i had to take care off.. well not really but i did have Mistress’s wallet and the bag from cracker barrel and i had to move it to the backseat. When i walked into jamba juice i had no idea what was coming lol. Mistress and the juice guy were laughing and talking and Mistress was talking about drinks. She ordered some juice and i did unwittingly.. Then Mistress told me She had ordered something for me to try. WHEAT GRASS… Mistress had me drink grass lol. I knew i had no choice when Mistress answered my incredulous response with yes you are, so without argument i resigned myself to the green concoction. But i have to say i LOOOVE juice guy lol. As he poured out the juice it became clear there was enough for 2 shots.. and lo and behold Mistress had a shot too because the guy just felt soo bad for me. It was too funny. Mistress and i have laughed about it since.
She tickled me all the way home, at least it felt like it. I was in fits of laughter. In the garage Mistress had fun as i tryed to get everything out of the car. Tickling me, spanking me as i bent over to get things from the backseat and forcing me bent over so She could spank and tickle me more under the pretense of getting a couple of water bottles that were in there. As i carried everything up Mistress pulled the headband that i was wearing over my eyes and my hands were too full to alter it so i just put up with it feeling as humbled as i did with the washcloth incident Mistress has mentioned in Her post. I know that Mistress does it to put me back in my place when we’ve had a particularly vanilla time, but i love when She does it. I love being put in my place. I love the feeling it gives me.
It didn’t stop there. Mistress, finding a black shirt used it to blindfold me. She led me around the apartment and towards the balcony and i stumbled nervously. Not because i didn’t trust Mistress but because since i broke my leg/ankle 3 years ago i have this odd thing about seeing where i put my feet before i walk. Its like a compulsion really. I tried to explain this to Mistress without sounding like a whiny girl trying to make excuses and Mistress kindly let me walk next to the couch so i could feel it next to me as we walked out. I felt wholly dependent on Mistress with my site cut off like that. It was a huge exercise in trust.. and trust Mistress i do but it was nerve wracking lol. I hope maybe we do it again.. It was a very acute feeling.
While on the balcony Mistress and i smoked.. me still with my blindfold on and Mistress, maneavoring me in front of Her undid my coat and pulling my breasts out from my top started to spank, pull and pinch them. I tried very hard not to make a noise as directed. It was hard.. Mistress was hard on me ( which i LOVED) and it was cold lol.
She pulled me back inside and pushed me onto the bed blindfolded and started to flog me. She spent a long time last night flogging my body all over and i whimpered and cried out and came close to pushing my pain limits. The thing that did reach the edge of my limits was when She would go over areas previously flogged a couple of times in a row which made the pain very intense. it was all good though and i was dripping wet and entirely lost in Mistress by the end of it.
Mistress had me fuck myself and when i could feel myself close but the pleasure was leveling out i begged to play with my clit. All i could feel and see then was Mistress. I was lost in Her and the pleasure She was allowing me. She started to rub at my clit and my back arched. Mistress and i have played before tonight as i have blogged about but last night was the best orgasm i have had since i have been here. I rode wave after wave of orgasm begging and gasping for Mistress. What made it so good was Her touch. The way She was touching me felt so good and it felt good to be touched by Mistress… the focus of my desire for so long.
For 2 years the only person who has touched me is me and to feel that touch by the one person i desire most was like fuel to a fire.
