4:55 am,searching under my pillow for my cell phone to see what time it is.
oh thank god i woke before the alarm..its Saturday and He is expecting me. No one on the road which is good because as usual i haven't had coffee i just ran out the door.
Master is in His room. Walking back to His room for a good morning kiss,i see the Santa decoration on the table. How cute it was when He brought it up to me in the store and said He was buying it because it reminded Him of me...naturally it says ho ho ho on it. i laughed so hard and now it makes me smile remembering it.
There He is with a smile on His face,in His robe with His hair messy. i love it when He looks like this.Makes me want to walk up and scruff His head..but i do know better as i am dropping to my knees. He gives me some kisses and i snuggle up. He tells me to make us breakfast before we go...remembering when this use to scare the crap out of me. Now i am relaxed heading for the kitchen again laughing at the Santa. How perfect of a day...not one of the eggs broke.yay!
Master is pleased with His breakfast and reminds me of why i should be eating as well. He cant see me but i am smiling while doing the dishes..i know He is right but his coffee is so damn strong i couldn't possibly eat..He heads off for the shower as i make His bed and gather the laundry. i listen to make sure He is in there before carrying it into the laundry room. Just as i open the washer i remember WAIT, DO NOT START THE WASHER...omg what an airhead. Last fet times i have done the laundry i have waited until he got in the shower to start the machine. Apparently His water in the shower is hooked in with the washer. Soooo as i wash in cold and it pulls water i am actually frying His ass in the shower. As you might have guessed He does NOT appreciate this. i was still laughing at myself when i told Him...He didn't find it as funny as i did.
So off we go for our usual sat morning outing. i am excited today. i found an advertisement for a garage sale put on by a Master. There is a bondage chair and i want to see it badly. We stop at a few before that one. There was a chair there that He explained you put by your front door. Omg this chair was cool. It reminded me of a throne with handles on each side on the top. i am sure they are to hang coats or something but i was thinking about my wrists being tied. i snuggled up to Him and whispered ohh i love that chair. i told Him how it looked like so much fun and He was thinking the same thing. He has changed my way of looking at simple things at garage sales...especially beds. If there are no posts on bed frames i wont even give them a second glance.
He was interested in some things but the lady was being kinda bitchy. i would cringe at her attitude and watch from the distance. He simply walked away...we were back in His truck and as always i tucked my hand in between Him and His seat belt. Never have i done this with anyone but for some reason it feels like i am suppose to. He tells me here is some music for you girl...it was Janus Joplin. This music was so sexy. It was making me want to pull over right there. i was watching Him while this music was effecting me like this. i wonder to myself does He lick His lips like that on purpose...because it drives me crazy with desire. god even the way He smokes sometimes..i think are You aware that is turning me on?
So there we are driving down the road with the sexiest music i have heard in a long time with Him licking His lips...as we arrive. We pull up and there is some things in the yard. i am thinking where is the good stuff,we must have missed it. After the people helped load up what He bought,Master says ok wheres the toys. The way He said it made me worse off.The man started walking towards what i thought was a shed.It turns out it was a private dungeon. Holy shit,this place was so cool. Being in there with Him made the hair stand up on my arms and neck. Watching master talk to the man while i ran my hands down the chains on that swinging chair...i wanted to play so badly. Master was killing me...i couldnt even speak. There was a flogger on a box. i picked it up and ran my hands down the strands and i was purring.my sense seemed so in tune. Listening to Him talk and the way He held Himself. i was so proud to be His..if only we could play.i would have given anything for that man to leave and have Master chain me in that chair and beat me...but it was time to leave and i had to get a grip on myself.
What started out a normal day had made me soo hungry for His control..for His dominance....for His....
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