So things did not get to go according to plan this weekend, in fact, I spent most of it at Master's house basically doing nothing. Friday night I was supposed to attend a ghost hunt with my father, Master, Angel, and Panda. Sadly, the weather was really hot and I'm fairly sure it was 100 degrees outside, so that plan got tossed out the window that very afternoon. So instead of getting down in the dumps about it, Master and I ended up making Friday evening "our evening" and we indulged ourselves in some well wanted/needed needle play.
The feel of those needle gliding under my skin and through the other side, and Master running His fingers over the slightly raised skin. I never thought I would say it, but it got me damn near close to cumming. I have no idea what it was all about, as that has never happened before, but by the time Master was done with that, I was soaking wet and had a nice puddle forming on Master's sheets.
He also ended up putting my play collar on me, and leading me around the house by my leash. All the while, He had me degrade myself. I was calling myself His "dirty little whore", His "filthy fuck toy", etc. while following behind Him down the hallway, and as if I wasn't wet enough from before, I'm pretty sure by that time, I was wet on the outside of my cunt.
He then proceeded to whip, and spank me till my ass felt hot from all the blood rising to the surface, still forcing me to call myself all kinds of degrading things. And to top it all off? He wouldn't even bother fucking me! Instead, He would rub His cock all over my ass and lightly graze my cunt, but refused to go inside me. In the end, He pleasured Himself till He came all over my ass and thigh, "marking" me with His hot seed. I didn't even care that I hadn't came, even though the energy flowing through us put me on edge so much, that I'm sure all He would have had to do was touch my clit to send me off in an instant.
The rest of that evening was a blur, as I was rather content with how everything else went. I had zero cares in the world.
Saturday, I was supposed to work but that changed as a friend switched shifts with me. It was probably for the better because for some reason I was not feeling... emotionally well. My stresses of the week came rushing back to me that very morning, and little things were setting me off and putting me into a "lets cry our eyes out" day. Heck, I don't even know why I tried asking to hang out with Angel and Panda that afternoon. It didn't work out, and it's another thing that was probably for the best. I didn't need to be around people with my stress and hormonal levels as high as they were. (Not that I didn't want to see them, I just didn't want to not be any fun, so that is why it worked out).
Instead, later that afternoon when I was feeling a lot better, Master and I went out and bought Portal 2. This game is amazing. I had played the first 2 or 3 chapters of it when I was at a friends house months ago and was hooked on it since. So finally, I had it in my grasp. We sat down from the moment we got there, till almost midnight doing nothing but playing Portal 2. I have not had a gaming session like that in a long time, and it felt great. By then end of last night, I was not worried about anything, and one may say that I re-released my stress.
Yesterday, I actually went in to work, and yet another set of plans was ruined by the time I got off work. Master was going to pick me up from work on His dad's Harley, and we were going to go for a ride that evening. THANKS RAIN! >=/
The weather decided it would roll some clouds in and dump cold rain all over us, and it did. It rained so hard that the parking lot was basically a mini lake out there. I was bummed, to say the least, but I was still going to see Master, so all was well anyways. We spent the rest of our evening playing... (if you guessed Portal 2, you're absolutely WRONG!... No.. you're right... We did, and it was AWESOME). So we're playing non-stop again, and the game gets better and better and before we know it, it's past 11pm... again!
Today, we didn't get to play Star Wars with our friends, which was expected, anyways, so we ended up playing some more Portal 2, and managed to beat it. Yeah.. hadn't even had it for 48 hours before we beat it. We're hard core! XD The ending was interesting, and gave us a few chuckles here and there, so I can easily say I was pleased. I'd play it through all over again.
Of course, it was still dumping rain on us all day, so we stayed inside most of today, and other than playing that game and doing some studying on the side and such, not much happened. That is, until later this evening. We were sitting at dinner with His parents and something popped into my head that I thought had been laid to rest a few months back when it had actually happened.
I won't go into details, but Master had said something to me one night, a few months ago, that really hurt me. At the time, I pretty much just said "whatever" and shrugged it off. For some reason, tonight was the night it decided to rise back to the surface, and it just got to me. We ended up going up stairs after dinner and talking it out. The conversation, however, left a bad taste in my mouth, and needless to say I was not in the best of moods.
Once again, something odd and shocking happened in this not-so-happy-situation, and we went from hardly talking to having a full blown wrastle match on His bed. I was pinning Him down, and then He was rolling me over and pinning me down, and we were just contorting our bodies and laughing and having a good time. We kind of hurt one another a little bit in the midst, but that is nothing aside the norm, and somewhat expected. Other than getting a little hurt, we were having a great time.
It was nice that we were laughing and smiling with one another again. We don't fight that often, but when we do, the tension really hangs in the air, and it's something that is not good for either of us. Having our little wrastle matches really does some wonders, as we get to let off steam and be physical with one another, but it never turns into anything violent or angry. I never thought rough housing would really help, but it does, and we always end up right where we belong; in each others arms, smiling, laughing, and just being happy again.
I'm just glad we're okay again. I don't like being upset with Master, and I know He doesn't like being upset with me. Overall, even though a few plans got ruined, this weekend really wasn't all that bad, and I'm okay with that.