Continued from The Long Night and the Girl at the Club: this slave's account of being loaned for the weekend.
Thoughts consumed my mind as I drove home late that Sunday morning. His instructions were to be home no later than noon and the last thing I wanted to do was displease Him by starting off with a punishment for being late.
After being completely naked for two days, it almost seemed odd to be wearing clothes again. Every part of my body, from my jaws to my ankles, ached and was fatigued. But all I wanted was to be in my Master's arms, to know that I had made Him proud and that everything between us would be okay.
As I looked at myself in the rear view mirror, I couldn't help but wonder how I was going to hide the large bruises on either side of my neck, the very obvious remnants from a game of "who could leave the largest hickey".
I then looked down and very gently touched the swollen and extremely tender bite marks left on each of my thighs by the Mistress. They were already bruising but would be hidden more easily than the marks on my neck.
The faded phrase "Cum Slut", my given name for the weekend, was hidden underneath my shirt. I thought back to how the group of people in our condo had stood around watching while the words had been neatly written across my pelvis and how I had been required to wear my humiliating name all day Saturday so that everyone at the pool would know who I was. I felt a bit protected hiding behind sunglasses but apparently that wasn't disguise enough. People still stared and some even asked, "are you the girl from the club last night?"
But overall, Saturday was tame by comparison to Friday night, and for that, I was thankful. I had been unable to fall asleep after all that had happened so I was running on nothing but fumes and the last reserves of adrenaline.
My gut instinct was that she was planning something else big for that night. I stayed on pins and needles all day and my stomach churned from the lack of sleep and the thought of what was to come. Not only was I afraid of being the entertainment yet again, but this time I feared being used even harder and longer than the night before and with no rest, I wasn't sure I would be able to handle it.
As luck would have it, everyone else was exhausted too and ended up relaxing for the evening.
While I spent the day still technically "in service", following protocol and rules, the mood was much more relaxed. It was nice just spending some time together with the Mistress more as friends.
In case you ever get the chance, playing naked Twister is actually a whole lot of fun!
I was also the afforded the opportunity to provide some pleasure to the Mistress. A couple of times actually!
And when joining the Mistress and her boyfriend in bed that night, they requested that I put on a little show just for them. Normally, I would have felt uncomfortable masturbating in front of someone else, especially in such an up-close and personal kind of way. But I guess after everything else I had already done, it just didn't seem like a big deal at that point and was actually quite enjoyable.
Laying on the bed, I played with my pussy as the Mistress required. After I had been pleasuring myself for several minutes, the Mistress and her boyfriend began fucking right there beside me. The thought of them watching me, while I watched them, was incredibly erotic and pushed me right over the edge of an earth shaking orgasm.
All the images from the weekend, both the pleasurable and the painful, played out in my head over and over again as I drove. Being the perfectionist that I tend to be, I even thought of the ways I could have been better. But everything seemed almost surreal. It was quite a lot to process and it was obviously going to take time before I knew how I really felt about it all.
The house was quiet when I walked in the door. Looking for Master, I climbed the stairs, my sore legs reminding me of the exertions of the weekend. I found Him waiting, sitting in the armchair in our bedroom. As I approached Him, He stopped me with an icy tone in His voice.
I wasn't expecting to see such darkness in His eyes.