kidnapped? not so much

Beloved is heading off to the Illinois Vipassana Meditation Center for the next ten days. It is really an amazing experience where you spend ten days in noble silence - silence of body, speech, and mind. Any form of communication with fellow student, whether by gestures, sign language, written notes, etc., is not allowed. From 4 am until 9:30 pm, you meditate. Meals are light and only offered twice a day.

I did a full ten-day sit in 2005 and Beloved has wanted to go ever since. I finally convinced him that there would never be a GOOD time, and so he should take the vacation time and just go! I'll be dropping him off tonight about 6pm.

But I think he wanted to leave me with a significant impression...either that, or "wake-up sex" is in the air and contagious! This morning, I woke slightly to the sounds of someone creeping in the bedroom. Before I could really open my eyes, a blindfold was placed over my head, quickly followed by my cuffs on my wrists and ankles. These were snapped to the four corners of the bed, spreading me wide.

The blankets were whipped off me. Being still half-asleep, I whimpered slightly at the temperature change, but was distracted by a tongue lapping at my clit.

"Are you sure she can't see anything?"
"Hot damn! You were right! She's always ready for it!"

It was a hoarse, deep whisper...a not-Beloved voice. I pulled at the restraints, fighting both my "kidnapper" and the pleasure he was insinuating in my pussy. Fingers pressed into my wide open hole, and I couldn't stop my hips from grinding against them.

"Look at that...soft and wet and practically begging for it!"

I growled and moaned, biting my words, wanting to deny all of it, but faced with the truth of the matter. The tongue and fingers withdrew for a second, and then there was a warm cock pressing against my lips. Greedily, I suckled at it, wanting more! The fingers returned to my pussy, flicking my clit and teasing my wet center. I writhed against his weight, seeking to enhance his pleasure and heighten my own.

"She sure can suck cock! Your Master was right, girl!"

Just that, but something wilted for me. It is my Beloved Master that I crave and hunger for...while I would try to please whomever he demanded my submission to, it isn't my first fantasy. I don't know how much of that was conveyed, as my "kidnapper" withdrew and I could feel him kneeling over me...

"Don't worry, lady, I'll wear a condom."

Did the frown show on my face? I don't know...he pressed inside, fucking me in the awkward spread-eagle position for a minute before unsnapping my ankles and pressing my heels to my ass for a deeper penetration. He leaned over and bit my neck, trying to rebuild the mood. I tried to recover, I really did, but there was no chance I was going to climax. I clenched my pussy around his cock, hoping to bring him to orgasm...

But neither of us were really THERE. After a bit, he withdrew.

"Master...?"

Warm lips met mine gently, and the blidfold was lifted. I blinked in the bright light, focusing on Beloved's warm smile. "You okay?" Gods, I love him!

He crawled up into bed and we snuggled for a little while. He has been trying out some new ideas, and some of them work, some don't. The scene wasn't a thrill for either of us, and that came as a relief for both of us, I think.

I am really going to miss him for the next ten days, though!