Finally

Oh how I had missed Sir! I was finally able to see him on Sunday. I was so happy I was almost shaking as I knelt waiting for him. It's also very nice to know that there are people who understand how right everything was in my world when his cock was down my throat before I even said hello. I was such a tangle of emotions: so very happy, a bit relieved that I hadn't somehow gotten out of practice in serving him, turned on like crazy, but most of all, just slipping into that peace of serving him, of bringing him pleasure.

As I'm sure most of you reading here can tell, being apart from Sir sent me into my own funk as well. While Sir did his best to make sure I understood that he was just working through some things and they had nothing to do with me, it's very hard for part of my brain to avoid becoming convinced that everything is over. I did better at managing the emotional roller coaster this time (thank you again, Fella!), but it wasn't always easy. This had shown in little ways -- I couldn't summon up the energy to do some of the grooming things I did regularly when I saw Sir every week. Being firmly convinced that a little retail therapy is always good, I decided to splurge and get a Brazilian wax.

Ooooh my that was so worth it! It hurt lots while she was doing it, but I'm not going back to shaving, that's for sure! I also got all silly because I knew Sir would like it too. I was originally going to surprise him with it, but I just couldn't wait and spilled the beans. He teased me that I was going to get wet, given my usual pain response. It was such fun to get a text message from him in the middle of the waxing session asking if I was wet! The woman doing it didn't seem to notice that it did, but she did comment on my excellent pain management skills. I had to scramble to come up with a reason I knew all about breathing to manage pain, since I don't have kids. :)

I was up early. I hadn't though about how not having to shave so carefully was going to make my preparations faster, so I was ready quite early. I logged into IM just to pass the time and Sir was online -- once I told him I was ready, he said to come early, as the heat was getting intense already. I was practically bouncing as I drove. Sir hadn't allowed me to cum since L left town and I was wound up!

Once I arrived, it was so good to fall back into that ritual of locking the doors behind me, stripping, and kneeling. When I was on my knees, waiting for him, there was this wave of relief so strong I nearly cried. I realized how afraid I'd been that I would never kneel there again, waiting to please Sir. I was back and I was filled with joy to be there.

"Welcome back, whore." With a caress to my hair, his cock was in my mouth. This was where I wanted, needed to be. Filled with him, with his scent, bringing him pleasure. All was right in my world again.

The hand on my back, sending me to the floor to check out the waxing job. I wanted to pout when he discovered that some had been missed, but he still liked the results. I was certainly wet already! Then he was sliding into my cunt, filling me, and I wanted to cry and cum all at the same time. Just a taste, and Sir decided I was just a bit too keyed up. In went the ball gag and on went the nipple clamps; at least the clamps were only the tweezer kind, but they still felt so good. After a few slaps to my tits and even a bit on my face, it was off to the bed.

Sir alternated between fucking me and flogging me and it was so good. I was glad for the gag, as I really had to work not to make lots of noise. Trying not to cum as he fucked my cunt was so hard, but I reveled in it. It was warm, so the flogger would stick to my skin sometimes, but I liked the tug on my skin as Sir pulled the flogger off. At first, Sir used the light suede flogger, nice and stingy. Eventually he got out one of the heavier ones and oooh I loved that.

When Sir began fucking my ass, I was very grateful for all the lube he'd used. I was a bit worried that since it had been a while, it would be rather painful again, but it was just right. Getting flogged and fucked at the same time? Mmm that was fun!

Every time Sir's hands reached forward, I knew I was going to have to work even harder to avoid cumming without permission. He would reach forward and play with my clamped nipples. Thank goodness he'd already given me permission to cum when he took the clamps off!

Sir takes such good care of me -- he made sure he got me lots of water to keep me hydrated. He was getting uncomfortably hot in the bedroom, so we moved to the living room couch for some more fun. I like that couch! It seems to be comfortable for Sir, and it's quite comfortable for me to be on my knees and using my mouth to please him. I loved doing that -- it is such a comfortable angle to take all of him, or I can do lots of other things he enjoys.

It was a fairly light and brief time, as the heat was really getting to Sir and was even starting to get to me. So we installed the new AC unit I found him and went to have a fabulous lunch. If you are in the Twin Cities area, I highly recommend Maria's Cafe in the Ancient Traders Market on Franklin. Fantastic Columbian food and great breakfasts too!

While this may not have been an incredibly intense reunion, it gave me the reconnection with Sir that I desperately needed.