Today he willingly put pegs on his nipples again (LOL he really hates that, I can't help but tell him to do it because he hates it THAT much hehehehe seriously though I need to think of something new... lol...) in exchange for being allowed to watch me rub ice over my white shirt (white) until they melted enough for him to see my nipples through my shirt. lol. LOL. I'm still laughing over it. I was like, what would you do to see me rub this iceblock over my nipples? He immediately straightened up, "ANYTHING, SIR." lol. XD Continued to tease him like that until he was begging me to train him to come on demand. I said it would take a lot of time and effort on my behalf (simply because i don't know how the hell to bloody achieve that so I'll have to do some reading) and what would he give me in return? Again, "ANYTHING. I'LL BE YOUR [insert long list of roles he knows I want him to fulfill eg. cuckold slave, pet, dog, etc etc, slut, service slave, etc ....]" I agreed to this on some certain conditions etc.... that he is to tell me his schedual for the week every Monday, when all of his assignments are due, when he is rostered on to work, and every morning and night he must report to me about blah blah blah I need to go to bed.
Um... what else... oh yeah... On Saturday I'm thinking of allowing him to touch my nipples LOL you should have seen how enthusiastic he was about being allowed to see them through my shirt, and it was so gorgeous I had to indulge him by lifting my shirt up and holding it in my teeth so he could shock horror see them in the flesh. Yeah. He was beside himself. I was laughing because all I had to do was just point to my nipple and he would be gasping and thrusting, trying to fuck the air. LOL. He is such a little freak. And all mine, completely. LOL. It's obvious after tonight that I totally fucking own this bitch. And the worse I treat him, the more turned on he gets, the more he submits to me, the more fulfilled he becomes. He always walks away looking as if he's been touched my an angel or some shit.
Haha. Today he said, "Sir, I did 105 sit ups for you today. The most I've ever done, Sir." I said, "so what? I told you to work on your biceps, you fucking idiot." "Oh... I'm sorry..." "...Ok, don't stress, I'm still pleased that you did 105 sit ups for me. Now get on the floor and do another ten so I can watch you." ...It's just that he's already got a six pack and his stomach is so defined, every single muscle, I worry that if he keeps on working on it he'll just end up looking freakishly muscular. I like toned but I don't like HUGE. His arms are pretty good, but they could be a little bigger... I mean if that's what he wants to do for me, work out for me, then that's fine. Otherwise I really don't give a shit how fit he is or what his muscles look like. ...Although I must say, I am turning into quite the muscle pervert. I am dying to give those arms of his a good squeeze... I want to touch him, but I feel as if I'd rip him to fucking pieces.
I have to think of his first real task... And then reward him by letting him touch ONE nipple for five seconds with fingertips ONLY. LOL. The more ridiculous the instructions I give him are, the more he loves doing it. Actually, it reminds me of the time Luke made me pull the weeds from between his pavers while on my belly, naked. It was the stupidest fucking thing I'd ever been made to do and yet I was so, so turned on by it. It lasted for hours and I pretty much belonged to Luke from that day forward. He likes making me do heavy work... I like making my sub do tedious work...
...Luke is depressed. I wish I knew how to make him feel better but from day one we've had an unspoken rule of "leave me the fuck alone" when either of us are feeling particularly shitty. I know how much I appreciate him just giving me space when I feel depressed so I think I should do the same for him, and yet... I worry. But.... I've seen him desperate for my attention before, and this isn't it. This is just wallowing in his own misery for a little bit. He'll come out of it.
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