Kink - it does a body good

It's so humorous to me when I think of how our kink comes out daily in this relationship....

Every morning he makes me my coffee...I can't make it as well myself anymore because of this...I always put too much sugar in it...If I need smokes, then he runs to the store...He helps each morning be less intolerable...ahhhh the spoils of servitude...

When we are home alone [a rarity, I will admit], he inspires me by ripping off all his clothing and hanging out naked...I do love it so...It always makes me want to add his chain and tie up his cock...Saturday was all about that...naked slave - dressed Fem...

At night we play quietly in bed...lately it has been him having to work on my back with the cups and stones but it always ends up with me turning them on him in a less healing way...but last night was different...

I think I have the most wonderful boy on the planet...he falls asleep with me canning his cock...Yep, he finds such peace in that space that he can finally sleep like the dead...We passed out last night just like that...whack. whack. whack. snooooore. whack. whack. whack. snoooooooore. I love it!!

And there is the consistant need to pinch, poke, lick and tease each other. We are very playful when alone. I admit it almost makes me want to not have people over. So little time seems to get concentrated on just us, which is a plus and a minus all at the same time. The people we bring around inspire our kink and are so much fun that we love them being here. Then there are times where we just want to shut everyone else out and focus on the primary.

Last weekend was that weekend. I am refreshed from it. He brings me such joy and delight that I am inspired to write even when I am not angry. I adore him wholly.

Now, if just everyone would not suck the world would be a perfect place...A girl can dream right?

Lv M