Tied to the bed, legs spread eagle and arms outstretched above my head, my body lay exhausted and aching all over, my mind damn near delirious.
The key unlocking the bedroom door meant He had come back and I was so grateful when I heard the sound of the plate being laid on the dresser.
As He removed each of the dildos filling all three of my holes, He asked how many times, whore?
I think 24, Sir. I might have lost count.
My arms and legs were now free and finally after 2 hours on my back, I tried to stand on my wobbly legs. Stumbling to the dresser, I eagerly looked upon my plate.
Wings...fries...and an empty dipping cup. Oh god! I am so hungry!!
Never mind that there was no ketchup in the dipping cup. I was too famished to really pay that trivial little detail any mind. I simply dipped my fry in the ketchup/mayo mixture on Master's plate.
Oh...maybe I shouldn't have done that!
No! I don't think that's your sauce.
What?
The look of shock and horror on my face had to be comical. All I wanted to do was continue shoving my face with food but the look on His face told me I better stop.
Now it all began to make sense. Picking up my plate and staring into that empty dipping cup, I understood all too well.
I was going to be dipping my fries alright but I wouldn't be using any condiment out of our fridge.
A slave should be thankful and never let any go to waste!
Swallowing...definitely not a problem. Licking it up from various surfaces...not my favorite but I endure.
But with my food? Really?
I knelt at His feet, His cock hard and throbbing right in front of me. While gently stroking His balls with one hand and holding my plate in the other, I patiently waited for Him to deposit His load in my dipping cup. The whole time, I couldn't make up my mind if this was hot or humiliating.
Let's just say...
1 starving slave + cold fries + cold cum = fries all gone!
i feel like the more interesting story is WHY you were tied up for 2 hours with all three holes stuffed and made to orgasm 24 times (HOLY FUCK, 24 times!?) ...unless the reason is just because He felt like it. i don't think i could handle that.
ReplyDeletei like cum and i like fries, but i'm not sure i'd like them together...though i guess they are both kinda salty. Like a bad episode of Fear Factor, lol.
Haha! I am getting to that part of the story. I just wrote the ending first! And yes...it pretty much was because he felt like it.
DeleteHonestly, it wasn't bad. It was better than cum by itself;)
Extra protein! Or so my Master would say. Lol. Men.
ReplyDeleteMine says the same thing. Scary how they all think alike in some respects!
DeleteThat one might be in the Man Code, lol.
Deleteheheheh that's what we always say too, 'extra protein' ! or sausage for breakfast, if it's first thing :D
Deletewow, that' was hot - but I have to ask, had he actually left the house? Cos i've read a few scenarios where the sub is left tied up and the dom has left the building. And sure, it intrigues me in a rabbit in the headlights kind of way. But I'm intrigued as to how you managed the safety aspect? What would happen if he couldn't get back for whatever reason, how would you get out of your bonds etc?
ReplyDeleteHi mc kitten! That's a really good question and a good point about the safety. Sometimes I fail to really mention that within my posts. I was not restrained during the entire 2 hours. But once I was and Master left the room, he only went downstairs long enough to put together the food. We also use restraints that I am capable of getting out of if need be.
Deleteah that's great, thank you! I'm still learning (guess that never stops really) and I often wonder about points like this, having worked in risk & governance!
DeleteSir has left me once, but He made sure I knew how to get out if needed. He was gone about 20 min in the bar getting a bottle of wine and food.
ReplyDeleteUm, I want catching the empty cup at first. Wow! Hot, but not sure I could. Though, ones mindset truly is what allows her to do more than she thought possible.
Oh, protein. Yep, Sir says the same.
also in a hotel, you'd know you'd be found eventually if anything really did go wrong wouldn't you? not so much the case in someone's home... I have one of those literal minds that worries about such details!
DeleteHS...it was actually much easier than I thought. You're right...it's all about mindset. When you are asked to do some pretty difficult stuff, it puts things like this into perspective. You realize stuff like this isn't so tough.
DeleteI consider the special sauce for the fries thing to be hot. Definitely not humiliating. Master frosted a piece of birthday cake for me once, but never tried the dipping sauce idea. Maybe I'll suggest it the next time he brings potato wedgies from KFC.:)
ReplyDeleteOh...I love those potato wedges!
DeleteHmmm...frosting a cake! That could be even more interesting with the mix of sweet and salty!
Wow. Hot. But I doubt I could do it. And, ahh yes, protein. My Love says that too.
ReplyDeleteThere was a point in time that I didn't think I could do a lot of things. When put to the test, most of the time, you find that you are more capable than you gave yourself credit for:)
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