My Master was with me at home last week, and we lived out ou..

My Master was with me at home last week, and we lived out our D/s dynamic very intensely. I asked for permission for everything I did, including drinking, eating, and leaving the house. It was really nice, but also still quite unfamiliar. I also wore a lot of restraints and did household chores in high heels and cuffs while he worked. It felt amazing to be all dressed up and know that he was watching me from time to time and enjoying it. This is how I would love to live my whole life: always dressed up for him, doing things around the house while restrained, serving him, and making him happy 😌

One day, he had me kneel in front of him while he ate and cuffed my hands behind my back. As he ate, he fed me bits of food from his plate. When he finished, he put the leftovers on the floor and let me, still with my hands cuffed, eat the rest directly from the plate with my mouth. I especially loved being fed because it really highlighted that feeling of "I am completely dependent, and everything I have comes from my Master." But I also loved eating from the plate on the floor—it was such a thrill to be so restricted by him that even simple things became more challenging 🥰

This week has been incredibly hard to handle in terms of my frustration. My Master played with me multiple times a day, teasing me a lot. He even introduced a new trigger word for feelings of frustration and used it extensively. I was constantly dripping wet from arousal. At first, I was really surprised by how much. I know I get turned on quickly with him, but to be so wet that it was visibly running down my thighs was something new 😏

By Thursday morning, my frustration had turned into pretty intense anger, and I was afraid I might lose control because the inner tension was just unbearable 🤯 I didn’t have time that day to release it through exercise either. On Thursday afternoon, we started heading towards the convention, and on the way, we stopped to spend the evening at a sauna. I had really been looking forward to a relaxing evening there. But, as it turned out, things went very differently from what I had imagined 😅🙈

I generally really enjoy going to the sauna with my Master. He usually sits at the top and I sit one step below him, right between his legs so I can snuggle up to them. It’s always so nice. I love being so close to him over hours 😍

There was a guy in the sauna who was absolutely hot and totally my type 🤤 I told my Master about it, and he used it as an opportunity to tease and frustrate me even more, whispering all kinds of things in my ear over and over again. So much for relaxing in the sauna… 😅🙈

Later, my master took me to a secluded, unlit part of the sauna garden, threw me to the ground, and pinned me down. I ended up landing in some thorns, and he didn’t care at all that there were thorns. It was so fucking hot 😍🥰

During one of our sauna sessions, my Master brought ice into the sauna and kept rubbing it over my whole body. I hate the cold, so it was really unpleasant, and it was super hard not to squeal loudly 🙈 Especially after the steam infusion when he got the idea to put the ice under my towel, right on the crotch part of my belt, and held my hands so I couldn’t remove it 🥹

In the sauna we were at, there was an area you could book separately: a steam bath with a mud scrub. My Master booked it for us. I was a bit nervous because I couldn’t take my towel inside, but since we had the area to ourselves, it wasn’t a problem. I knelt in front of my Master on the floor and really enjoyed rubbing the scrub all over his body. After I was done, he used our entry wristbands as makeshift handcuffs and tied my hands behind my back before starting to rub the mud on me.

I really like it when he rubs something on me. Actually, what I love is the contrast between how I rub him and how he rubs me. It’s the same action, but carried out so differently. When I rub him, I caress his body. It’s not just about rubbing him; it’s about expressing my position and devotion to him.

When he rubs me, it’s thorough and not loveless, but it’s more like how I would groom a horse: with strong, firm, and purposeful movements. And I love that. He makes me feel like he values and takes care of me as his possession, but without coddling me 🥰

He even put some of the mud in my mouth, which was pretty gross but also really beautiful because it reminded me of our first meeting and our first session together 🥰

I didn’t enjoy him rinsing off the mud with cold water, though 😅

Shortly before the end, we went to the pool area (I was wearing a two-piece that covered my belt), and we went down the slides together. I absolutely love when he does things with me that appeal to my Little personality, and sliding down with him was really lovely 🥰

There was also a net above the water that you could climb along 😍. I love climbing so much; it makes me so happy 😊

After letting my Little out for a bit, my Master called me over and pressed my clit against a water jet, teasing me a bit more (Since the belt has holes, the water stream hits my sensitive spot perfectly) 😏

So guess what? The sauna visit wasn’t relaxing at all, but it was incredibly frustrating and also very enjoyable 🥰

After the sauna visit, we quickly went to a supermarket to get something small for dinner and food for the next few days. Afterwards, we were in the caravan and had another session after dinner: anal sex, lots of frustration, and the first ruined orgasm of my life.

In the session, I cried a lot out of sheer frustration. I spent the night in handcuffs, and that's how I started the fair weekend😅

I'll write more about the weekend in the coming days 😉