Christmas Wishes

 

 

Today I am laid in bed nursing two sore hands and knees after tripping on a curb. I remember thinking last night, on the train home, ‘will I still be able to do martial arts after a year off training?’ An hour later it would have been great to be able to report that I did the perfect breakfall. But I can’t even say it was a breakfall to be ashamed of - there just wasn’t one, hence the injuries. Maybe it’s a sign I need to train again.

I feel lonely. I know Christmas Day will be good but when family have gone their own way in the evening it would be nice to have someone here to do the things that couples do.

I wonder what it would be like. In my mind I see a tidy room with unwrapped presents neatly stacked beneath the tree. The tin of Quality Street on the side, just one look makes my stomach churn as it signals to my brain ‘Don’t you dare!” The tree lights flicker and the glow of the burning logs fill the room with warmth. I would place a soft blanket on the floor and a pillow enclosed in a fresh cotton case, its scent cool and refreshing amongst the warm earthly aromas, such as, berries and spice. The red wine open allowing it to breathe and two glasses placed by its side. All in arms reach of my Master’s chair to enable me to serve him without distance. Finally soft background music. Mmmm the scene is set.

I would rush around and complete my chores by eight p.m.. The house would be peaceful and my long relaxing soak in the bath complete; my Master’s feminine body that I once owned prepared for his use. Lacy underwear and stockings covered by a warm bathrobe. Only the symbolic collar in the form of a necklace is visible.My Master’s snack and drink prepared and placed at his bedside with every item correctly oriented.

Would I slide into bed beside him? He may start to awaken slightly if I kiss the side of his neck. Maybe I would feel his body stretch if I kiss down his body and take his balls gently in my hand.My Master’s cock would surely grow harder and longer in my mouth, soon it would reach the back of my throat. His cock like a pebble dropped in to a pond; the ripples flowing outwards, first the veins start to throb, then muscles of his body start to contract more and more, his breathing becomes rapid, then warm cum fills my mouth. I imagine my Master’s body twitching, still sensitive as I run my tongue up his shaft then around his bell end and around the tip to ensure it's clean and no cum remains. Then all is calm.

“Good evening Master. Would you like me to prepare your bath?”

“Yes. You may go”

I walk past the window. Like today the fallen snow would make a pretty white Christmas scene, the dark red and green of the holly providing a glimpse of colour. The outside light makes the snow glisten, whilst more white flakes fall from the dark winter sky. I hurry outside quickly to collect snow in a container for my Master.

My Master relaxes into his warm bath. Gently I shampoo and rinse his hair then start to massage in the conditioner, starting with small circular motions around his ears working outwards until both hands are working from his forehead down to the nape. His hair always feels soft as the fresh water flows, freeing every strand. I feel the tension in his neck and shoulders release as I massage deep into the muscles to relive the knots, before bathing the rest of his body and rinsing away the bubbles then drying him from head to toe.

In the warmth of the living room, maybe, I would resume my Masters massage, walking with my palms from the side of his spine across his back, then gently stretching his muscles in his upper back, I place both hands on my Masters back; one near his waist and one slightly higher and rock his body gently, sending his whole body to another level as the inherent relaxing effects of the motion takes hold. With one hand on his shoulder, the other on his hip I lean forward to stretch his muscles diagonally and then do the same the other side. One hand now on the centre of his back, I place my other hand on his sacrum. Rubbing gently I can feel the warmth in his body. I would kneel at the top of his head, glide my hands down to his bottom then walk my hands back up to his shoulders then repeat.

My Master maybe sleepy again as I start to apply pressure by each side of his spine. Resting one hand on his thigh I press palm downwards with the other, first one side then the other. I rest my forearm over his bottom and gently add pressure repeating over his thighs. Placing one hand on his thigh I gently take hold of his foot and stretch it towards his bottom. Once the other side is done I would rest his foot over my knee to fully support it while I massage it.

When I have finished my Master’s front I’ll place his bathrobe over him to keep him warm while he rests.It’s a pleasure to see that I have made him relaxed and peaceful. I will help him into his bathrobe when he wakes and he will take his place on his chair.

Now I kneel before him, then resting my whole body flat to the floor, pulling forward slightly to rest at his feet kissing them gently then take his foot and place it upon my neck as a sign of trust. My Master places his foot back to the ground.

“Pour the wine please”. I stand and pour the wine and kneel before him with the glass resting against my breasts. Keeping my eyes down I raise it to my lips and kiss it before passing it to my Master.

“Master your drink presented from my heart”

“Thank you”
“Entertain me”
I sang my Master the perfect Christmas Carol
“Well done. Now you may have some pleasure. Lay down and play but do not cum or you will be punished”

I am laid on the blanket before my Master and running my finger along the side of my thong as the other hand releases my breast from my bra. Circling one finger around my clit and another around my nipple I can feel both becoming firm. My breathing is changing, my whole body feels warm, my mind racing, I grip at my breast hard, secretly yearning for my Masters touch. I squeeze my nipple hard, trying to divert my attention from the pleasure in my groin. Still I can’t stop myself. I am rubbing my clit harder and harder, my index and middle finger go deep inside my wet pussy then I want more and more. Two becomes four and every muscle in my body is contracting pulling into my inner core.

“Master, Permission to cum please”
”Permission denied”
I ease off my play.
“Did I tell you to stop?”
“No Master”
“Well carry on”
“Master I won’t be able to stop myself from Cumming soon”
“If you take that pleasure there will be a price”

I tilt and raise my pelvis towards him praying that he will take me sexually but to no avail.

I need to move. I roll over to all fours, resting my shoulders to the floor, I feel wet as I continue to play, my finger running round my clit, then inside and out, spreading my lips wide for his pleasure. The pain in my clit was building as I can feel myself verging on the point of orgasm. I run my other hand around my rim then insert a finger gently up my bottom as my whole body is pumping my juices out of my pussy uncontrollably and into my Master’s view.

“Rest your body back towards me”
“Ouch Master”
The ginger butt plug is burning deep inside, I can feel the cum on my inner thigh. My Master has placed the vibrator on my clit and is circling it round and round. Now it is pounding deep inside me. My pussy feels loose. Thank goodness, finally a break. Oh no the ball gag to drown my moans of pleasure and pain!
“You will keep still and for every time you come without permission you will receive 12 strikes from what I feel you deserve. Do you understand me?”
I nod.

My Master is just tying my wrists into the small of my back.The teasing went on and on until I fell to the ground after a long battle to prevent six of the best. Every muscle in my body ached I am hot and I still feel my clit pulsing away.

My Master placed my wine in a glass desert bowl before me so that I could have refreshment. My forearms lay beside it, my body to the ground. My Master commanded me to present myself for the flogger. I bent my legs under my body and raised my bottom high. I ran my hands over the back of my neck pushing my hair over my head as I stretched my arms in front of me, then crossed them at my wrists. The leather flogger felt cool on my back that was warm from the fire. The sensual strikes fell hard on my back and bottom. My Master placed a finger deep inside me then spread my legs wide. The circular swishing motion delivered sharp stingy blows to my inner thighs then over my lips and clit. My back arched with the pleasure, sending my bottom higher as the desire grew within me.

Master placed a rope at the tips of my fingers and asked me to prepare it for him I folded it in two and tied one loop to go over my head then another four each ten centimetres apart.

Naked and bound with rope my blindfold is placed over my eyes. The sharp pain of the clover clamps burn through my nipples. I feel the weight of the chain attached to my inner labia as my master takes hold to guide me to the bedroom.

I rest back onto the bed adjusting the position of my hands against the small of my back. My legs are tied spread eagled and the rope at the top of my spine securely tied to the top of the bed.

My body, already hypersensitive, shivers and shakes with every drop of hot wax. I feel myself floating deeper and deeper into subspace. The first nipple clamp is removed and replaced immediately with a small handful of snow which my Master held in place until I regained composure before repeating on the other side. A plastic tray is slid under the glowing red cheeks of my bottom and soon I felt snow compacted between my legs. The pain in my pubic area became intense and throbbing.

My Master stroked my cheek and ran his fingers through my hair, teasing my lips with his cock before removing my gag and sliding the full length of his shaft gently in and out of my mouth, the depth made my eyes water and me gag a little but soon it was solid.

The tray of snow removed, my Master inserted a dildo into my bottom, still I wanted him to use me for his sexual pleasure, and mine, if I am honest. With the dildo still in place he climbed on top of me. Iit felt so tight as he entered me, my inner flesh trapped and rubbing between his cock and the dildo, the warmth of his body next to mine and his firm grip onmy breast as he fucked me harder and faster. Then he showered my body with cum, released me and allowed me to snuggle up close to him on the sofa.

The 48 still remain unpaid