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I have returned from a trip. While said trip was too short lived to explain my silence it does give me an opportunity to break that silence. My life has felt very “sorted” lately and I enjoy that feeling of content. I went away over the weekend to see my Grandmother. She celebrated her 80th birthday and as the only grandchild in the family I felt it only natural to be there. The joy on her face is hard to put into words and I think I can only relate it to one other person.
I see the same expression on my slave’s face whenever she gets to touch me again after a long time of abstinence. Something I practised with her for the last three weeks and finally broke it last night. Not allowing my slave to touch my cock is just as much of an experiment for me as it is a lesson to her. I would stipulate that it is a continual lesson of discipline for me and a continuous lesson of not always being allowed to have what she carves for her.
It is important to me that I am reminded of what I have been given. To fall into repetitive routine and no longer appreciate what you have is the worst thing that can happen to any relationship and I believe the same applies to owning a slave. Without removing the constant pleasure I have access to how would I understand its true value. Giving me the opportunity to experience my day without grating myself access to it will not only rekindle my craving but it also reassure me that I still want it.
I can rest assured for I want it enough that the neighbours feel it necessary to send the police to our house when I finally decide to use my slave. Coming back from my visit back home I had planned on using my slave that very night. I had a lovely time fucking all her holes and filling her belly with cum. After all there was enough stored because I chose not to touch myself during my three day absence. I enjoy using my slave as the fucktoy I trained her to be and I enjoy seeing how desperate she is when it comes to craving my touch. I want to keep that delicate balance and unless I can be convinced that she has turned into an insatiable fucktoy which is overly confident with her own sexuality I will continue with my current course of action.
On a very different note I would like to add that I am very proud of my slave. She finally got to spend some time alone with pet and that marks a big step forward in my book. I am sure she will post something on that topic very soon over on her site. As I mentioned before it is important to me that my slave can handle pet on her own for those situations where I cannot be present. Having made the decision to spend some time with pet on her own and handle the behaviour of pet and her overall visit in the manner she did makes me proud. I can only say that I am most pleased with her progress in the manner. This will lead to more intimacy and a better understanding between the two of them. Especially now where I am planning more intricate play with the pet. Especially those around full body encasement using liquid latex and thoughts on submerging her under water, bound and helpless with a diving regulator to breathe through. I still need to finish the cage downstairs so that pet can be kept properly on when she comes and visits us. That is planned for this weekend most likely as I have all the measurements already and a good idea on how I want to build it.
I am back and I am happy, I am looking forward to the rest of this month.
Mmm Sir,
Your plans sounds absolutely lovely. I look forward to them =)
As for last Saturday, it definitely made me very happy. I am glad that Miss and I are able to communicate more easily now.
pet
Master
knowing You are proud of me, means the world. I strive very hard every day to make you happy, to make you proud to own me. Thank You for sharing that with me here, in Your journal.
I am very aware that You will continue to tease and torment me by not permitting me the pleasure of touching Your cock, of pleasing Your cock, from time to time and by time to time I mean weeks on end. Although the mere thought of not being allowed to touch you for a week or three weeks like I have just experienced, makes me cringe and almost weep I would be more than willing to obey, happy to obey because that is what feeds me the most. Obeying You.
Your slave is so very happy to have You home Master. And the memory of the male police officers bright red cheeks will be an everlasting giggle.
~Your slave