A weekend with Master

I don't get to spend that much time with Master, really. He is a very busy man and has a lot on his mind; that is what strains things as he hasn't got the time to fulfill his longer term obligations to me. He also had guests there.

After a nice cuddle in bed Saturday night, I made breakfast for everyone on Sunday morning, and his guests gave us space for our own devices in the afternoon.

There is something to be said for being tied to the bed and teased to distraction. He is still working out which buttons to push for greatest effect, but to have the needles of ones sensory dials sent in to overload is a truly wonderful feeling. He still has to learn that his fingers are more effective than the Japanese vibration glove, but hey ho, give him time. The touch of another human being really does warm the soul; it is little wonder that those who deny themselves this touch end up feeling cold and bitter individuals.

The afternoon was finished off with an endurance run, spending a little more than two hours suspended in a mail sack specially designed and built for the purpose; this is more what floats Masters boat; knowing that someone is under his power, while he does other things. He does have to fix that squeaky floor board, however, as I can hear whenever he comes in to check on me.

The mail sack itself was quite comfortable, and being forced in to a situation where you can't do anything slows busy minds like mine, down to a crawl. I can then focus on issues that really do need sorting out. Such times are when the mind ends up seeing the wood for the trees.

I do love the side effects of bondage games; they are wonderful and really underestimated by vanilla lifers who just can't get their head around it, and are too scared to try such emotional and physical experiences.

No, I don't really want to force vanilla lifers in to my way of doing things; and I don't feel that people who don't indulge in BDSM are missing out; I'm just fed up of other people trying to make me feel like I am some piece of dirt because of the way I enjoy my sex life. I do, however, think that not enough people give each other a good cuddle now and then.