Master and i were lazing in bed on the morning of Christmas Eve. He turned to me and stated that the next 2 days were going to be “normal couple” days. We could forego the D/s protocol until the morning after Christmas. In fact, i was to remove the collar. At the end of this time, i would have the option whether or not to continue with the D/s relationship.
i’d been somewhat expecting something like this. He’d been reserved for a few days and i was waiting for Him to share what was on His mind. Apparently He wonders why i would want to accompany Him on this journey, especially since i don’t share some of His kinks. He explained that the time spent without the trappings of D/s will allow me to better make the decision whether or not to continue. What i didn’t tell Him was that i already knew my answer, but i fully intended to enjoy this little break.
And…I decided that i would wear the collar and view it as a piece of jewelry instead. It was with a delicious sense of mischief that i took advantage of this “normal” time.
Later that morning, things heated up in the bedroom. We were standing quite close to each other and i began kissing Him deeply, holding His neck with one hand and grasping His back with the other. Soon, we were undressed and i led Him to the bed. i bent over the bed and directed Him to take me from behind.
He started to do so, then gave me a spank on the right butt-cheek. It seemed a bit of a test. i allowed Him to place a few more spanks. He could tell i liked it. With a smile in His voice, He said, “I think we both know what your answer is going to be. We might as well stop the drama now and call it good.” But i wasn’t going to give Him the satisfaction of hearing my decision before the designated time. He knows me quite well, and this was a way for me to keep Him guessing for once.
We wound up on the bed for “free form sex” – my favorite. That means sex without direction…just cutting loose and playing. The sound of my wetness against Master’s cock was almost embarrassing, but not enough to make me stop. At one point, Master pulled on my hair (am not sure if it was intentional) but i told him, in an irritated voice, that it hurt. i felt quite cheeky doing that!
I ended up being fucked silly. For real. It took me about 15 minutes to become coherent as well as muster the will to move any of my limbs. Master brought me some water upon my request as my mouth was dry. Bodily fluids needed to be replenished.
Our “normal” day resumed. i wasn’t nude at any point. i sat beside Him without asking permission. No clothespins. No pussy inspections. i didn’t defer to him…though i did find myself occasionally addressing Him as “Sir” out of habit. All the while, grinning on the inside and feeling just a bit naughty.
There’s a beauty in connecting as two individuals in this more casual manner but i admit that i felt as if something was missing. What Master and i have found in the D/s relationship is that there aren’t power struggles. We know our roles and what’s expected. So far, Master has proved to be a very good leader. Because of this, I’ve had no issues following him.
We had a beautiful Christmas together and i was quite spoiled with Master’s generous gifts. i still held onto my verbal decision even though there were a few moments when i wanted to tell him.
This morning was the official time. i already knew that i’d get back in line as Master’s slave, but He still wasn’t 100% positive. As is our D/s protocol, i requested to get out of bed but only after firming up His cock with my mouth. At that point, He must’ve known my decision but had to ask. i answered in the affirmative and now we’re back to this lifestyle along with both its pleasures and challenges.
It was a nice break, but i know that with Master S i can safely allow my submissive tendencies to surface. So we’re back to what’s become “normal” for us…a loving, 24/7 D/s relationship.