Just a warning, this is pretty long.
I’d only known him two days, but because I’m an insatiable little slut I couldn’t even wait 24 hours before seeing my new master again. Before I met I went to have my pussy waxed, and the whole time I was worried the beautician would notice how wet I was because I was practically dripping with excitement. The wax hurt as it always does but I knew, or at least I was hoping, it would be nothing in comparison to how much my ass was going to hurt later.
When I arrived at his he got in the shower, and told me to have a look through the box of sex toys that he had. There was some stuff I’d never seen before but I could work out what everything was, which was a relief, but that didn’t stop me from feeling overwhelmed. When he had finished in the shower he asked me what I wanted to try but I couldn’t answer him – I just had no idea where to begin. Even when he pulled my hair and demanded an answer, I just couldn’t give him one. I’m terrible at making decisions and also terrible at knowing what I want, which is probably one of the reasons I’m so submissive – not having to make decisions, and getting pleasure by pleasuring someone else, is almost a therapeutic exercise.