Countdown

Four (4) more days til Sir D’s visit!  

Yes, i am counting, and wanting and waiting, with maybe a fantasy or two on top of it all.  It’s easier when the end’s in sight.   And i haven’t been complaining either, at least i don’t think i have. 

(Let me go ahead and apologize now to all of you who have truly LONG distance relationships.  i KNOW i don’t have anything to complain about.  i don’t know how you do it…)

But i can be excited now, and that’s soooo nice.  Not only that, He’s given me something to think about. 

We were chatting last night about the State Fair, IM’ing actually.  i love The Fair; Sir D apparently doesn’t so much.  Which is hard for me to understand, but that’s a topic for a different blog, right?   However, He does know The Fair, which is cool.  So He was laughing and asking me what my favorite part of The Fair was – the cows, the mirror defogging stuff you can buy, and so on.  And i was laughing too, assuring Him that nooooo, that wasn’t my favorite part. 

And then.  Then He mentions yardsticks.  You know, the ones they give away.  “At least they’d be handy for spanking,” He says.

“I’d like you to bring me a yardstick,” He says.

And this rush of heat runs through my body.  And my pussy throbs.  O, my.  Is He serious?   Really? 

i pause, unsure what to say.   Pause long enough that he types:

“waiting”

and i think, o, my, feel myself getting wet, as i slowly and carefully type,  Yes,  Sir.”  

Because it sends a rush through me.  I’m flooded with images – searching for the yardstick booth, carrying it around with me, knowing what He has in mind for it… 

Ok, it's just a yardstick. But not in His hands - it becomes much more...

And He knew that – He totally knew what it would do to me.  And He knows that carrying it around with me will keep Him in my mind all day.

And having written it, i’m aroused again. 

Tags: BDSM, Submission