Getting Back Into The Swing Of Things

So I approached him yesterday via email about refocusing our attention on the D/s routine we had previously established.  I wasn't even sure he had read it, as he said nothing to indicate that he had.  I didn't want to seem impatient or come off as bratty, so I didn't ask.  We went through our evening as normal - dinner and homework and putting kids to bed - and it wasn't until I was ready to go to bed that he instructed me to go ahead upstairs and wait for him.  I knew then that he had gotten the message, and was going to address the situation.

He was firm and calm and got his point across.  He wasn't too tough on me, I suspect at least partially because he hadn't been enforcing the rules and was willing to accept some of the blame.  He went through his expectations and spanked me as he repeated his rules.  He then put me between his legs and asked me to repeat my rules.  He was stroking his cock inches from, and sometimes against my face - this is something which turns me on immensely, but I'll talk about that at some other time.

When I had gone through all the rules, I thought for certain that he would have me suck his cock or use one of my holes, but he didn't.  He continued to jerk off, not allowing me to help and declining to touch me in a sexual way.  He then firmly reminded me that one of my rules was to have my ass plugged by 10 pm every night and instructed me to get it out and put it in.  I did as I was told, fetching my stainless steel njoy buttplug (seriously the greatest plug EVAH) and lube.  As I began to get it and myself lubed up, he pulled me towards him.  He was lying on the bed, propped up by several pillows.  He sat me so that I was between his thoughs and facing him.  He pushed me onto my back and spread my legs, pulling my entire body towards him so that my exposed pussy was touching his balls and my feet were on either side of him.  He then told me to insert the plug into my ass while he watched.  I had to lift my ass up off the bed and reach down to get it in, and as I did, he continued to pleasure himself as he watched.

I must interject here that I love, loved, LOVED this.  Being on display for him is something we both enjoy, but typically it is something we talk about doing more than we actually do.  As I lay there, completely open to his gaze, I felt truly submissive.  It was clear in that moment that I was there for his pleasure, even when it meant lying there and doing nothing.  I'm sure I was squirming a bit from my own arousal, but I didn't try to touch myself or him. I just lied there and watched his hand gripping and stroking his dick until he came.  Some of it got onto my pussy (which also turned me on) and his cleaning it up was the only physical contact he gave me for the night.  He told me it was time for me to go to sleep, so I thanked him and got onto my side of the bed.

Once the lights were out, I remembered my rules and - jokingly - I asked, "Does your telling me to go to sleep mean that you are done using my holes, or do I need to double check?"  He did not return the humorous tone, but said firmly, "I would like to hear you ask."  So I did and, not surprisingly, he said he was done using his slut for the night.  I thanked him again for reaffirming his control of me and fell asleep with my ass still plugged.

I've already written him today thanking him, and I am incredibly excited to see what tonight will bring.

Until next time, 

~n~