Coming Home...

The call comes in...

"I want that black plug in as soon as you get home today"

Yes the dreaded black plug...

Kind of a love / hate relationship! But that's a whole different blog...

So immediately the realization hits me...

He is back!

That's the Man i have missed, i have craved so very much...

The smile carries me the rest of the way home, where i go about doing as instructed!

There was no gentleness about his tone, or his instructions...

I knew he meant business!

Shortly after i returned home, he did as well...

He did not disappoint!

He spent the next few hours using His toy, in every sense of the word...

Yes the toy is smiling, with her sore, red ass and all!

Over his knee...

It has been far too long, but finally the girl had her long awaited Over The Knee!

What is it about OTK that is so damn erotic to me?

It must be more than just the "control" factor, or the submissiveness of the act itself.

But from the time i actually bent over his knee, the arousal started...

Maybe it is just feeling "his" touch as the skin warms up?

Maybe its the words that he is saying as my eagerly awaiting and exposed arse is wiggling on his lap?

Maybe its the sting as his hand lands ever so firmly...

Maybe its feeling the cock underneath me as it hardens with each blow...

Maybe its the rubbing, probing and inspecting along the way..

Or maybe it is all of it, all rolled up into one big ball of intensity....

Yes i do believe that is it!

When it is the right "one", when you know it is the warm up

and not just the show,

when you know it is his to do with as he wants,

then oooh that makes it all that much more "perfect"...

where my mind wanders...

It has been a while since i have even thought of how very much i miss it, but oh i do miss it. It is not the type of thing i can, in anyway, do for myself.

A deep deep craving i cannot "satisfy".

When the thought of it enters my mind, a warmth enters my soul.

Ohhh it is a nice feeling indeed.

When he puts me over his knee, my ass protruding in the air, he just teases me at first, slow directed slaps, perfectly aimed, perfectly choreographed.

The momentum builds.

The strength with which each one lands, the sting, a bit more each time.

Then he pauses to rub the redden cheeks, to feel the heat, to smooth the stings, only to return with more force, more determination, faster, harder strokes perfectly placed.

As the intensity builds, so does the desire, but he knows that, and that only adds fuel to the fire.

Yes, he is enjoying it almost as much as i...

Gripping tight....

" good morning MKLS "

" Ah Good morning my sweet Sir "

Yes a nice start to the day! Nothing like a little erotic chat to wake one up in the morning.

Lately my mind has been envisioning a bit of "over the knee". I love OTK, i find it to be a very sensuous bonding between a Man and a woman. So the thought alone stimulates me to a level of major arousal. JS and i (Formerly Cutie J, yes i have shortened his name) have discussed it on several occasions, and it is a common ground for us. He loves the control, and i love handing over that control.

And really, isn't that what it is all about?

We have discussed our likes our dislikes, my fears and insecurities, his desires, and "our" needs. We have discussed past relationships and what was wrong or what was right about them. It is a "learning about each other" stage, slipping my toe into the water to test the temperature. Now i think the water is about knee high, but the temperature is perfect. But still my hand is gripping tight to the sides, not quite ready to let go, to dive in, to release my grip. I know i need to hang on, just a few more weeks until we are in each others presence.

I love the feeling, the unknown, the hope, the inspiration.

And i know it is time to hide my profile on CM again, to put it in the closet, and close the door. And this time i hope i never have to open that door again, except to eliminate the clutter, to take out the trash. That day will certainly be one of celebration!