fellintobed

I was up early the way I do. Bike Boy had spent the night after a wicked-fun election party, and at some point he woke up and came to sit next to me at the computer. There was something in his face...

We were in bed with our clothes off. He asked me to masturbate for him, and I was able to get three fingers into my ass while he played with my clit and watched. He told me to lie on my stomach, and bound my arms behind my back with his belt. He put a fingertip into my ass, slowly, gently. It hurt. I told him so, and he used more lube. I tried to move my arms, found that I couldn't. I was gone. There was only sub space and fingers in my ass, fucking, being fucked, moaning, gone.

I didn't come, although I think I was close. We stayed in bed together for a while, skin touching skin, while I came back to earth. I told him my fears - that it will be different with his cock, that it will hurt, that I will cry. It is still not assured that we will do this, but we want to, very much. My god.

After he left I talked to eVile in the chatroom and a bit on the phone. He made me tell him that I am a butt slut, making me repeat it until my tone of voice satisfied him.

A boyfriend. A lover. A dom. Can I really live this way? I hope so. Do I want to? Oh yes.