Obedient Little Puppy
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This weekend, my master had me bound and gagged, and had a butt plug taped inside me, as well as a vibrating egg taped inside my pussy, leaving my clit free so he could access it with his tongue.
As I was being licked, I was deliberately tensing my muscles in order to really feel the objects inside me. As I did this, savouring the sensation of being packed full, I began to drift into a fantasy in which my master uses a chastity device to lock dildos into my holes before he leaves, leaving me like that until his return the following night. This fantasy had the desired effect, but that's not where it ends.
A couple of hours later, following a switch session, we had a nice vanilla fuck during which he vowed not to turn on me. I confessed that I was harbouring a secret fantasy, but for reasons I still can't understand, I felt too embarrassed to share. After several minutes of gentle persuasion, my master became fed up of my silence and resorted to slapping my face and pinching my nipples hard, determined to get my secret out of me. Eventually I managed to admit everything, but with some difficulty. I could barely get my words out and found myself choking on them, but I was really proud that I'd found the strength to share, and was turned on by the hint of violence and the humiliation involved.
However, this is where it really gets weird. The sex came to its natural end with no more talk on the subject, and he went off to clean up or something. When he came back into the bedroom a couple of minutes later, he found me sobbing and shaking violently. He gathered me up in his arms and was pretty worried about me, and I started babbling about how that (the confession) was one of the hardest things I'd ever had to do in my life. By this point, I was in such a state that I was actually hyperventilating.
We've never done anything like this before, and I've never done it with anyone else. And my odd reaction came about once I was 'out of character' again, as it were. I still don't know what it was that caused it, whether it was the forced confession itself, or the nature of it, or what. But what I want to know is, was my reaction really as weird as I'm convinced it was, or is it normal to feel that way? Usually I only cry when I'm taking a heavy flogging, and even then, when I start crying I'm still 'in character' when it starts. This time, however, the game was already over before I broke down.
Can anyone help me to try and make some sense of this?
As I was being licked, I was deliberately tensing my muscles in order to really feel the objects inside me. As I did this, savouring the sensation of being packed full, I began to drift into a fantasy in which my master uses a chastity device to lock dildos into my holes before he leaves, leaving me like that until his return the following night. This fantasy had the desired effect, but that's not where it ends.
A couple of hours later, following a switch session, we had a nice vanilla fuck during which he vowed not to turn on me. I confessed that I was harbouring a secret fantasy, but for reasons I still can't understand, I felt too embarrassed to share. After several minutes of gentle persuasion, my master became fed up of my silence and resorted to slapping my face and pinching my nipples hard, determined to get my secret out of me. Eventually I managed to admit everything, but with some difficulty. I could barely get my words out and found myself choking on them, but I was really proud that I'd found the strength to share, and was turned on by the hint of violence and the humiliation involved.
However, this is where it really gets weird. The sex came to its natural end with no more talk on the subject, and he went off to clean up or something. When he came back into the bedroom a couple of minutes later, he found me sobbing and shaking violently. He gathered me up in his arms and was pretty worried about me, and I started babbling about how that (the confession) was one of the hardest things I'd ever had to do in my life. By this point, I was in such a state that I was actually hyperventilating.
We've never done anything like this before, and I've never done it with anyone else. And my odd reaction came about once I was 'out of character' again, as it were. I still don't know what it was that caused it, whether it was the forced confession itself, or the nature of it, or what. But what I want to know is, was my reaction really as weird as I'm convinced it was, or is it normal to feel that way? Usually I only cry when I'm taking a heavy flogging, and even then, when I start crying I'm still 'in character' when it starts. This time, however, the game was already over before I broke down.
Can anyone help me to try and make some sense of this?
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