So after my heart was broken, I managed to pick up all the pieces and muster up some self esteem.
I went to a party and enjoyed myself. I missed you so badly, but I did all I could do to enjoy myself. Even though playing with other slaves was no fun. Seeing them hurt did not give me pleasure - or atleast not in the intensity I was used to.
Then, just as I was about to perform with a birthday Sub - I saw you in the party - the party I belong to - you showed up most unexpectedly (by me). And my heart shuddered. I was reduce to panic. Someone told me to ignore you. Someone else advised me to hold my head up high.
I was in full intention in doing JUST THAT. So I followed you downstairs to the playroom, sat in a distance with my head held high - staring right at you, as sophisticated as a dog - or a lost child.
You aproached - you had no choice. And we talked. words were said and promisses were made.
Then the party began- I returned to the staged to play with the birthday Sub. Then off the stage the real game began. I held you by the balls and played with my pain wheel - oh how fun it was to whip your butt and melt your mind - bringing you to an inch of orgams just by sucking on your balls. Oh the delight of making you cum - so sweet
And when you started playing with me - it is like I forgot what magic your fingers can do inside me - and when you entered me I nearly died from the bliss - I felt every inch of you filling me with your sexy assertiveness - your eyes penetrating my very soul. I orgasmed so much my legs were shaking and I could hardly walk after
I dont care if my heart crushes another 1000 times - the pain only intensifies the sweetness :)
