Well I was ready, very ready.
I was ready at 6 am.
I was ready at 7am
and I was ready at 8am..................and then he appeared, at 8 am.......and so he was ready.
My heart was beating fast..........waiting to see what he had planned.
We chatted for a while, asking how I had slept and how his day had gone, how the evening had been, just usual chatting as you would do at the end of a day apart, although our days apart are lived on either side of the world, a day time apart.
He then without any preamble told me to fetch the vibrator and the cane.
The vibrator slid in with ease...I think that my cunt had been awake all night whilst the rest of my body slept.
I knelt on the floor in front of him, whilst he had me tell him:
"I am your slave. I am here for your pleasure, for you to use my body, I am your toy for you to play with.I am yours."
He then told me it was time for some fun...I tried really hard not to pull a face, I really did, but I don't think I managed it because I heard him tut and sigh at me.
He started to hum. my heart sank. Last time he wanted me to sing for him, Iburst into tears and couldn't stop.
"On your hands and knees slave, and don't let that toy fall out, pull your rope up tighter"
I was on the floor looking up at the camera on the edge of the bed, and although I say it myself, I looked very submissive.
"Sing me 'How much is that doggy in the window', and don't forget to wag your tail.
I sang, laughing, and then because I can, I sang it backwards, not facing backwards, but ....
"Window in doggy that is much how?" type of backwards...I couldn't stop laughing, and neither could he.
I don't know what the difference between singing this song and singing the other was , but it felt so different.
He then told me to put the cane in my mouth and sing it again. I'm not quite sure how I sang , what with laughing, singing and wagging my "tail".
He had me then balance the cane on my nose and sing again. This time I didn't laugh, but I do think I went cross eyed from concentrating. He told me for every time it fell off I would use the cane.
"How much is that doggy *CRASH* in the window.
THE one with the wagg...er..ly tail.*WAG WAG CRASH*
How much is that doggy in the window
I do hope that*CRASH*(oh shit, sorry Sir) dog is for sale."
I then tried to stay in character and do the whole puppy dog left on the side of the road pleading eyes to get out of the impending cane usage....to no avail.
I sat back on my heels again and, following his instructions to close my eyes, ran the cane down my breast to my nipple.
One.......and I brought the cane down on my nipple, thankfully it missed and caught the top of my breast.
Two.......and it caught me squarely on the nipple.
Three.....knowing how it hurt, is always harder.
Then again, on the other nipple, this time they all fell onto the nipple, catching my breath, making tears spring to my eyes. I heard him whisper "Good girl".
"Now my little puppy with the waggly tail, lie on the floor and "stay"."
And so with sore nipples pressed into the floor I lay and waited for him to be ready.
After the pain seeped into me, clouded my brain, he had me on my hands and knees again, cumming for him. The orgasm ripping through me, making my legs quiver, sweat sticking my hair to my forehead, and crying out his name as I climaxed.
Crawling onto the bed, I lay down on my back and once more came for my owner, never taking my eyes from his, not speaking, not listening, just looking............ looking at him.
He told me how happy I had made him by doing as I was told, he told me how he loved to hear me laugh, he told me how much he loved me and missed me. He told me I was a good girl, a funny puppy, his little girl, his friend , his lover and his slave.
What a lovely way to start the day.