Submissive Day

He wakes me up at 6:00 a. m. this July morning. I hate being woken up that early, but He also knows this and does not really care.

I whine a bit and try to snuggle. He kisses me and then whispers into my ear:

"I want total obedience today. You'll be calling Me Your Lord today. Understand?"

My whining stops immediately. I know by the tone of His voice that if i do not obey i will be sorry.

Yet the very next moment my heart jumps with joy.

I am about to have a Submissive Day today.

He flips me over onto my stomach and begins caressing my backside. He is kind and warms me up first, but within a few minutes i begin to squirm as the heat spreads across my cheeks. He places a hand on the small of my back to hold me in place and continues, increasing his force. Just when i am on the verge of tears, feeling moisture gather on my nether lips, He stops, turns me onto my back, stands next to the bed and kisses me again.

"If you feel uncomfortable you can just say 'Stop,' and that's all," He informs me. "But you know that already. Right?"

I nod.

He continues:

"Today, you will stay naked and your bottom will be pink at the very least constantly. Sometimes, it will be red, possibly even purple. I'm going to spank you, cane you, paddle you with my belt, the wooden paddle, your hairbrush, or anything else I want.

I'm going to plug your ass with ginger, beads, the inflatable, my cock. I'm going to fuck you with anything and everything that I desire. I'm going to clip your nipples with clothespins, clamps, my teeth. By this time tomorrow, you are going to be too sore to walk, wear a bra or sit. Consider it one of your birthday gifts. Agreed?"

A hard SLAP lands on my ass, and a moan escapes my lips.

If He says so, then i am ready.

I bite my lip to keep in the next moan but cannot. It escapes, and His hand lands on my ass again.

The sharp sensation as He does sends a rush through me, and i find myself moaning again. Another hard slap i get, then one hand grabs a fistful of my long hair, and He pulls it hard.

I crawl to the side of the bed, pull His cock free from His pants and underwear and kiss the engorged tip.

His penis is shaped like His beautiful fingers -- long and smooth. I feel my body respond to His arousal and clench my thighs together.

Wrapping my hand around the length of Him, i look up into His eyes and begin to suck his glorious cock in gratitude.

I am holding his organ in my hand and licking His shaft from the tip to the base and back again. His sharp intake of breath turns me on and makes me want to tease Him long and slow. I know He can stop me at any moment, but that does not mean i cannot tease Him a little bit.

Looking up at Him, i lick the ridge of His cock again. He throws His head back and closes His eyes as i take Him inside my mouth, cradling the broad head in the hollow of my tongue. He groans softly, tangling His fingers in my long hair. I do not move, do not suck, just hold Him here in my mouth as i look up at Him. Finally, His eyes open and He looks down at me, His gaze unfocused.

"Please, babe," He says hoarsely.

It seems that despite having my Submissive Day, I still can control something...

That is all i need. I take Him deeper into my mouth, sucking Him to the back of my throat before sliding off. I go back down again, as far as i can, sucking Him in rhythm to the muffled throb of the music beyond the door. When He is slick with my saliva, i start using my hands to stroke His shaft as i suck, slow and steady, until He is reflexively pumping into my mouth.

Reaching under His cock, i cup His velvety balls in one hand. When I give them a gentle tug, He gasps.

"Oh hell, babe," His fingers clutch at my hair. "You're driving me out of my mind... Get up! Now!"

I swirl my tongue around the head of His cock, tasting His arousal, before pulling away. Much as i would have liked to finish Him with my mouth, that is not in His plan. He cannot help but smile at my grumble of disappointment when i get up.

I stroke His cock as i reach up to kiss Him. He is one foot two inches taller than me, so He has to lean down whereas i have to rise on my tiptoes.

He kisses me hard, thrusting against the palm of my hand, and then says:

"Not now. It's breakfast time."

He turns me around, grabs my hair again and gives my ass a resounding SLAP!

"Go to the kitchen. Understand?" He asks.

"Yes, my Lord," i reply softly.

This looks to be the start of one fantastic day!

***

'Still... I must have pleased Him,' i muse as i prepare breakfast, since after my first spanking of the morning and His outline for the day, He fed me His thick, sweet cum. I am humming to myself and flip the last pancake onto the plate. He is sitting at the breakfast bar, watching me. I smile when i place the plate before Him. He smiles back, but i see the gleam in His eyes.

"Time for a refresher," He grins.

He stands, positions me in front of the bar, my legs spread and my hands grasping the back of the counter, my ass at the perfect angle.

"Do not let go of that counter. Do not move your feet. You can wiggle and cry, but plant your feet. If you move, you will regret it."

He picks up the spatula i have just used. The first strike leaves me gasping for air.

Five strikes into it, i am wiggling and my cheek rests on the cool counter.

Ten strikes done, i am crying and my ass is on fire.

On the eleventh swat, i make a fatal mistake. I lift my foot and one hand, forgetting His warning, momentarily distracted by the pain.

He stops and sighs. I immediately realize my mistake and begin to babble an apology, knowing fully that my pleas will be ignored. He walks slowly to the fridge. I lift my head and watch as He takes out a bag containing a peeled finger of ginger. He has obviously prepared for this day. I drop my head and silently thank all creation for this man. My juices begin to flow and i feel my nipples harden. He slips the ginger, a thick long finger of it, into my anus and the internal burn makes me quiver.

On the fifteenth swat, i scream, the orgasm flowing over ever nerve in my body.

"Good. Now get on your knees and suck on me while I finish my breakfast," He commands as He sits down and picks up His fork. "After I've finished, I'll remove the ginger."

I sink to floor and fervently hope that He is going to eat slowly.

And He does not disappoint.

I gobble down a half of His cock with my hand pumping the remainder. Five minutes into it, i see His face scrunch up in a desperate struggle. He is about to cum, but He is fighting back desperately with all his frenzied concentration. That makes me hungrier and willing to go to even greater lengths to make Him erupt.

Not swallowing is not an option.

I feel intense satisfaction. I have taken half of Him into my mouth, and He is growling like a beast. I stop pumping Him and instead roll His cum-soaked balls in my hand. I slide one finger back toward...

"NOW!!!" He screams.

I barely have a second to start swallowing. I have to remember to breathe through the nose because He starts coming hard and long, feeding me His thick, sweet cum. I gulp down five loads.

I run my tongue over my lips slowly, tracing with the tip of my tongue where He has just been. I look up, and He has his eyes closed as He is twitching in his abdomen and thighs. I feel complete.

Finally, He finishes eating breakfast. Then He helps me stand, bends me over a chair and removes the ginger. The burning continues for about 5 minutes, but then my anus is somewhat back to normal.

Somewhat.

***

Noon.

He is watching television, something He rarely has time to do. I am dusting the bedroom, trying to focus on the task at hand, but seriously distracted by the plug in my ass. My anus is definitely OK. My buttocks, however, are still warm and stinging.

"Could I look at my butt in the mirror, my Lord?" I ask him.

He just smiles and shakes His head. I understand that today my hide is for His pleasure, not mine. He watches me tidy the kitchen and then directs me into the bathroom. When i see the enema bag hanging from the shower rod i lower my head, embarrassed and humiliated. I hate when He gives me an enema. Yes, i am happy to give one to myself in privacy, but to have HIM, my Lord, administer one... OMG!

"You're going to feel this one. It's going to cramp. You will hold it inside of you despite the discomfort for at least ten minutes and then you will eliminate. I'll give you a fifteen minute break and then I will administer a second enema of cold, clean water. You will hold that for at least twelve minutes before elimination. Afterwards, you will be plugged until your next spanking. If you eliminate before your allotted time I will administer a third enema of crushed ice and water. Understand?"

I nod.

"Questions?" He inquires.

I silently shake my head.

He raises His eyebrows and i lie on the floor, legs up in the "diaper changing" position. My cheeks are as red as my ass by this point. He inserts the nozzle and I feel a comforting warmth enter my bowels. And continue. And continue. My stomach begins to cramp and He halts the flow, allowing the liquid to move its way deep inside of me. I glance at the bag and almost cry. I still have half the bag to go and i know He will make me hold the entire contents of the bag. After a moment, He continues the flow. I concentrate on breathing. Finally, He removes the nozzle and sets a timer. I hope He will leave the bedroom, but He does not. He just leans against the door and watches.

The cramping begins. I close my eyes, trying desperately to hold in the offensive liquid. Milk and molasses.

Ten minutes.

I hear the clicking of the timer. I count to ten and then count again. Time stands still. Finally, the timer goes off and i look pleadingly up at Him. He nods. I scurry up and barely make it to the stool before the contents of my bowels furiously gush out. I am crying, but mainly from the humiliation of Him watching me.

My Lord is true to His word. After the second enema, when i am good and clean, He inserts a large black plug. This usually hurts like hell, but because of the cleansing, it slides comfortably right in. I am going about my daily chores but feeling the plug with every movement. A constant, permanent reminder that i am His and He will use me when and how He chooses. The plug is a place holder for His cock.

"Girl!" I hear Him call.

I stop what i am doing and go into the living room. He smiles at me and pats His lap. I assume the position, bracing my hands against the floor.

"You make me so happy, girl," He remarks.

I am content as His commanding hand lands heavily on my bottom. Fire spreads across my cheeks. He alternates from one globe to the other. After ten or fifteen minutes of this, i am crying, but cannot help thinking of how sore His hand must be. He stops, gently rubs my stinging bottom. I feel His hand between my legs, His fingers gliding over my dripping slit.

"Spread your legs!" He orders.

I do, knowing what He has planned. I take a few quick breathes and ball my hands into small, tight fists. The first slap to my nether lips is sharp and quick. I gasp, but i do not move. By the fifth swat though, i am beyond crying. Reality no longer exists, just a haze of beautifully painful pleasure. He grasps my engorged clit and pinches. Hard. I cannot help myself. I explode, squirting my submission into His hand. Somewhere, i hear His extremely delighted laughter.

***

3:00 p. m.

My bottom stings, my clit is tenderized and my asshole is flat-out sore. After the last spanking, my Lord removes the plug and bends me over the chair in the living room. There is a mirror on the wall, so i can see what He is doing behind me.

There is only one question. Which hole is He gonna use?

A sense of urgency comes over me, because i am aching to feel Him inside me. But on the other hand, i fear that my anus cannot take Him anymore.

Still, i know that my both orifices must be ready. Thrusting my bottom out, i look at Him over my shoulder.

He does not hesitate. In one smooth motion, He is balls deep inside my cunt. I sigh with pleasure and... relief. But immediately, i arch my back and whimper, biting my lip to keep from screaming at the sudden, shocking fullness.

Guiding my hip with one hand, He catches my long hair up in the other hand. I meet His lust-filled gaze in the mirror as He pulls my hair hard enough to make me arch my neck. We are both out of control. I know it -- and i fuckin' do not care.

The anticipation overwhelms me. It is no surprise that after wearing the plug for a few hours i come immediately.

But He is just getting started.

"Yes, yes, yes," i gasp as i meet His steady thrusts. I close my eyes, lost in the intense feeling of Him deep inside me.

"Open your eyes," He says roughly. "Look at me."

I do as He said, staring at Him in the mirror as He drives into me. By the way, this is my favorite sexual position, being taken from behind, because His cock hits my G-spot in just the right way to give me mind-blowing orgasms. I love the feeling of His body covering mine, the way He pulls my hair that sends shivers down my spine. I feel perfectly feminine and helpless, completely at His mercy. But now, the mirror seems to add another layer of intimacy to our lovemaking.

I cannot hide behind my curtain of hair, cannot escape His dark, knowing gaze as He moves His hand up to tweak my nipples. I try to tuck my chin against my chest, feeling incredibly vulnerable all of a sudden, but He gives my hair another tug so that i have no choice but to look up.

"Watch me, babe," He says, His voice low as He pounds away, thrusting into my wetness. "Watch me while I'm inside you."

I feel out of control, wanting Him to be rougher with me, to pinch my nipples harder, to drive His cock into me until i scream. I want Him to fuck me senseless. I grip the edge of the chair, trying not to cry out. Over and over again, bumping against that sensitive spot inside me, He keeps fucking me until i can feel my juices trickling down the insides of my thighs.

And then...

Suddenly, He withdraws His cock from my cunt.

'What the fuck...' I am shocked.

Then He slams His dick into my anus.

"Oh noooooooooooo..." I scream.

"Oh yesssssssssssssss..." He replies. "YES!!! YES!!! YES!!!"

I am whimpering, biting the inside of my mouth because the pain is almost unbearable. He is silent and stoic, only His heavy-lidded eyes giving away His arousal. He has been so turned on by my going down on him that I expect Him to finish inside me at any moment. But now He seems capable of going on like this for hours.

"I'm not coming until you do," He says, as if reading my mind.

I am whimpering again, clenching my anus around his cock. I want to come, but I am distracted by His penetrating stare. I close my eyes once more, feeling like i need to close off one sense so i can concentrate on what He is doing to my body. I focus on the sensation of His cock gliding into me, the way my body clings to Him as He slowly withdraws before pushing back inside. I arch my back a little more, feeling His cock angle down.

"Shit, right there," i gasp.

He thrusts into me, faster now, pulling my hair taut until i feel like a bowstring humming with tension. I reach the breaking point as He curves over me, whispering in my ear, "Come for me, babe."

I cannot help it. I let out a loud, lingering moan as my orgasm washes over me. I open my eyes, meeting His eyes in the mirror so He can see what He has done to me. He watches me as He continues to fuck my ass through my orgasm, sweat glistening at His fine-boned temple.

"Yes, oh God," i gasp, feeling as if i am being turned inside out.

He makes a sound low in His throat and just when i desperately want Him to empty His load deep inside my bowels He suddenly withdraws from me again.

Shit! I realize that He is not going to come now!

Oh, noooooo...

Still, i cannot help but admire His self-control.

He leans over my back, His damp forehead against my cheek when i turn my head.

"Oh my Lord. That was nice... But you didn't come..." is all i can manage to say.

Several minutes later, i am on the bed, lying on my back, awaiting His pleasure again. Seriously -- could this day get any better?

"Your bottom is still nicely red, so I think it's time to concentrate on the nipples," He observes.

Ohhhhhh, thank you, thank you, thank you!

"But first, you don't really think your ass should be empty, do you, huh?" He wonders.

I bite my lip, knowing an answer from me is not really expected or wanted. He inserts the beads. When the last one enters my more than tender asshole, i almost explode again.

He dangles a pair of tweezer clamps in front of me. I am grateful. These hurt, but not horribly. I know immediately that i will be wearing them for a while. He sucks on my right nipple and a line of electricity runs straight to my clit. I arch my back and grab the bedding. He is sucking hard, pulling my nipple taunt then attaching the first clamp. It is tight, but not painful. Then He administers to the left nipple. I am panting. He gives the chain connecting the clamps a tug and i begin to quiver.

He smiles at me and says, "Ride me. Ride me like a Valkyrie."

I love it! Even though i am His slave today, I can still be a Valkyrie!

He lies beside me and i immediately roll over to climb on top of Him. He pulls my hands around so that i am on His thighs and i can push up and down at my pleasure. I slide His rod inside of my wet, welcoming pussy and clamp my muscles around Him, the bead pushing against His cock. I arch my back, close my eyes and allow waves of pleasure to wash over me. When i have regained my breath, and look at Him, i see that unmistakably naughty gleam in His eyes again. He lifts the chain to my mouth. I open and bite down, my nipples straining against their bonds.

"Ride!" His voice commands.

I start slowly bouncing up and down to ease His cock inside me. Inch by inch, i move down over His penis. I ride Him slowly and smoothly. As i look into His eyes i can see how much He is enjoying this position. I am happy to grind down on His cock and i ecstatically let it sink deeper and deeper into my womb.

I push my thighs outside His thighs, place my palms down on the bed and push up with my fingers and toes. As i push myself up from Him, with a slight tremble in my forearms i lower myself slowly back down.

"Oh yeah... yeah... yes!" i moan. "Just like that... Like that..."

He responds by moving one hand down to my ass, pulling at the beads and using His palm to help me rise and fall. A low guttural sound of ecstasy boils out of me. His other hand keeps gingerly pinching my nipple and drawing circles around my areola.

Just when i feel like I cannot take any more, He quickly moves His fingers down from my breast to my clit. He pinches it and twirls it with two fingers.

And then He furiously starts coming into me.

I find myself screaming again until my lungs are squeezed of all the air. I flop back down with Him underneath me. I cannot speak, and the only sensation i can feel is the wetness between my thighs and wherever my buttocks meet His crotch, and His hand rubbing His fingertip across my belly.

***

6:00 p. m.

I am satiated. And revived. My kind Lord allowed me to nap for a few hours after the last session. He removed the nipple clamps after He had filled my womb with His essence, but kept the beads inside of me. After all, i am not to be without a reminder of my place, even in sleep.

When i awake, it is near dinner time. I wander into His den.

"Would you like me to prepare you some food?" i ask.

He does not look up from his newspaper but says:

"I'd prefer a variety of appetizers and snacks as opposed to a full dinner. But you should prepare enough for a few guests."

My eyes widen and i open my mouth to question him, but He looks up at me with a strictness that bodes punishment for any impertinence, so i nod and promptly go about my business. I have wanted to ask him about the beads still lodged in my bottom, but thought better of it.

***

7:00 p. m.

The doorbell rings. I am in the kitchen and freeze in slight dismay. I am fully naked and plugged with beads and He has invited guests over??? I hear Him greet someone whose voice i do not recognize. Then i realize i am hearing several male voices. A moment later, my Lord comes into the kitchen.

"You will bring the appetizers into my study. Once there I will blindfold you and you will stand in the corner awaiting my pleasure. Questions?"

I know that He will not force me to do this. All i have to do is tell Him that i am uncomfortable with this situation and He will allow me to put clothes on or retreat to our bedroom for the evening. But that means that my Submissive Day will come to an abrupt end...

No way!

I look at Him and smile.

"No questions, my Lord."

In a couple of minutes, I bring the appetizers into His study, and He immediately blindfolds me. I stand facing the corner, listening to male conversation, sometimes centered around me, sometimes not. I recognize no voices and make no sound or movement. I cannot, however, control my excitement.

"Looks like her thighs are beginning to glisten," one man notices.

"Oh yes," my Lord agrees.

I feel His hand on my arm and He gently leads me over to His desk. He pushes my shoulders and i lean over, resting my elbows on His cleaned off desktop. One man whistles, apparently impressed with the loop at the end of the beads dangling from my ass. My Lord runs His hand over my sore bottom and gives it a sharp slap. I jump slightly, and the men laugh.

I feel myself like a slave woman in Ancient Rome. I am surrounded by my Masters.

And it is driving me wild!

"Would any of you like a go at her bottom?"

I gasp in humiliation. Ancient Rome, indeed! He is offering my ass to men i do not know and will never be able to recognize again since i am blindfolded!

"Guys, today is her Submissive Day. So, don't pass up this opportunity. Choose your implement. You may each have 5 full minutes to tan her bottom."

I pant with fear and excitement as i realize His intentions.

Then i yelp as i feel the heavy slap of a wooden paddle landed squarely on my sit spot. My Lord has His hands on my head. He leans down and whispers:

"I love you."

I mumble:

"I love you, too. Ouchhhhhhhhhhhh..."