spanking

My Master and I are going to the movies with a friend in a little under an hour, and I have a fantasy running through my mind incessantly...

I'm kneeling for you, Sir.

Please, Sir, don't you notice? I'm so, so, SO, fucking horny, god, I need to cum, Sir, please. Please, Sir, I'm kneeling so pretty, just like you love, just exactly in Position as you have taught me.

God, why don't you notice me. Just look at me, please, Sir.

I did my lines today, as you told me, my hand is still aching, I swear I have not touched my pussy this week AT ALL. 4 days, Sir, FOUR DAYS, can't you see I'm dying to cum????

Please notice me, Sir.

My knees are fucking hurting, why do I do this. My back is starting to tremble.

5/13/2012:

During my first session, Sir agreed that I could post my reflections as blog entries so the tone of these have shifted from letters to him to more of a blog entry format. I've kept up with showing writing down when I started each entry though, so you can get a feel for timing.

5/12/2012
1:43pm:

So, up until the past year, I never really saw much appeal in the whole "bladder control" area of power play. The idea of it really freaked me out...The idea of it *in public* is still a HARD, HARD, **HARD*** limit for me ---- that is, if there were a percentage *less* than zero (0.00%), that's the amount I'd be okay with doing it ---- and this will never change. For me, the social repercussions would be far too great if anything went wrong, for it to even be worth considering...