The morning, he appeared online, just out of the blue, I wasn't expecting him and I was half asleep, having been kept up most of the night by a huge tropical storm.
"Get your toy slave, the big one".
I was not feeling needy or sexy or excited or even particularly obedient, but I huffed my way to the bag and got the toy.
"Open you legs slave and show me your cunt"
So, I did as I was told, and showed him my cunt.
"Put the toy in slave and fuck yourself"
So I put the toy in and fucked myself.
"Cum for me slave".
So I came for him.
And then the connection got cut...............and I was left there, exposed, open , vulnerable, used and alone.
And I waited there for him to come back, and I waited and waited, not knowing what to do, not knowing.......
And he came back............................ finally....................and I was a mess.
I couldn't tell him what was wrong, I just didn't know what to say. I knew he would come back, but I didn't know when.
That's what I hate about being " far far away".
I wonder if I click my heals together...."There's no place like home, theres no place like home".
Nope.................................... not working.
Oh well
You just needed the aftercare. That's all.
ReplyDeleteYes sin I did, I did get it too, but it just felt too late. I told him too, that I hadn't know what to do, how I had felt, and he told me what to do when it happens again. I have felt "wobbly" since, it doesn't help that he is unavailable.
ReplyDeleteThank you for the comment
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