I love when he takes me by surprise and calls me “little one.”
sir
Because I’m a dork.
ChatMe: Am I a good cocksucker?
Sir: You’re a great cocksucker.
Me: Am I the best cocksucker?
Sir: Uh huh.
Me: Good. Because, I wanna be the very best.
Sir: You are.
Me: …like no one ever was.
Sir: (shakes head)
Me: To catch them is my real test, to train them is my cause.
Sir: Sweetheart, you’re too silly.
“Don’t you ever tell me you’re calling my bluff, sweetheart.”
Turns out he wasn’t bluffing.
I’d elaborate but I’m kind of dying of blushies.
Me: You’re trying to turn me into a regular whore.
Sir: A regular whore, as opposed to what? A special kind of whore? Don’t be silly, sweetheart.
Sir is considering making a rule that I get a little braver and start posting according to theme every Topless Tuesday.
Wouldn’t you all be so lucky?
I miss going to bed beside Sir. I’m able to push my anxiety aside and fall asleep pretty quickly. When I’m alone, I lay awake turning over everything in my head – work, school, anything I could possibly worry about. When he’s here or I’m there, I’m out like a light.
I just texted him to say that I was snuggling with the stuffie he gave me and trying to sleep.
“He’s my deputy,” Sir replied.
It’s such a cute notion, I just had to share.
Overwhelmed, Part Eleven
I was a little subspaced and rather sore when the two hauled me up to sit on the edge of the futon. But, I managed to keep it together enough to finish the two off like the image suggests. SG came down the right side of my chest, and Sir came down the left a few moments later.
When I tried to get up and go to clean myself off, I stumbled and nearly fell after a few steps. SG laughed and carried me over to the bathroom.
“Get in the shower, sweetheart,” Sir teased, “you’re a mess.”
I slipped into the shower and turned on the hot water, relaxing under the stream. Through the exhaustion, I was still insanely proud of myself.
The final chapter of Overwhelmed is coming tomorrow. So, ah, get ready.
Overwhelmed, Part Ten
I was a little delirious as the two worked me over with their fingers and mouths. The whole time, Sir held me, which helped a little bit in helping me to ground myself in what was happening.
I came once and they kept going, despite my little whines that I had finished and I was getting tender. I came again, exclaiming that it kind of hurt, even if it did feel good.
The two smirked at each other over me and Sir held me still while he and SG forced me to cum a few more times until I was squirming and whining and begging them to just let me rest.
I know, my life is really, really hard sometimes.