4 is the Magic Number Reposted With Master’s Comments
(-MH this is a repost of a post viemoira had written a few days ago. I have been wanting to add my comments, but it has taken me a few days to really formulate them in a manner that would be readable. The majority of the comments are towards the end, if you’ve read the original post then feel free to skip ahead.)
Hmmm….how to begin? Saturday had a very hectic start- i spent Friday baking a cake from scratch (double chocolate with peanut butter frosting) and making spinach balls for my sister’s baby showing. Master Homis had helped me assemble the baby swing purchased for her the night before. i was really nervous about the cake and spinach balls; my family always teases me that i burn everything so i had it in mind to listen to my Master (who always says i cook wonderfully and should simple prove it) and make a perfect cake from scratch as well as a yummy appetizer. The spinach balls were easy as i was able to bake extra and have them taste tested by Master and the kids to ensure perfection; the cake not so easy, as my issue is actually with the outcome of baking- it is not easy to hide a large hole in the cake from taste testing… hehe. So the batter for the cake was approved as well as the frosting but until actually cutting into it at the shower, i would have to hope and pray.
(-MH Both the cake and the spinach balls were very tasty, I’ll have to make sure viemoira makes more some time.)
The shower was Saturday morning and Master Homis and i packed all the gifts and decorations into the car the night before as i would have to get the kids ready and hope for the best transporting the spinach balls and cake the next day. i awoke with Master Homis when He got up for work around 8:30 and got his coffee. Master left and i grabbed a cup of coffee and went back to bed to read my book i have been having a hard time finding time for (but am enjoying very much); “Screw The Roses, Send Me the Thorns“. Keep in mind i have some MAJOR sleep issue; basically night terrors and such vivid dreams i ALWAYS feel as though i have never slept at all. i have found throughout my life i have very few choices; be tired all the time, smoke a lot of pot before bed (which legalities prevent me from doing so at this time, however i must confess this is the safest choice for me), drink wine before bed (which can get scary as i am a CUNT of a drunk at times), or medicate the hell outta myself (which is hard as i have been raised with the mindset that pills = weakness).
Anyhow- now that i explained all that bullshit i can carry onto the point (a trait from my mother- i swear 
). Due to my sleeping issues; i fell back asleep while reading and had the most horrid dream. I was driving down the road with my youngest daughter and a a snow plow was coming in the opposite direction. The plow itself hit something and a large piece of it came flying diagonal at us; perfectly aligned with both me and my daughter. It ripped the car apart and somehow we survived. All of a sudden transition to a camp; one main building with many small camps surrounding. i am all freaked out by the near death experience as is my daughter; i try to speak with the people in the main building about it as i cannot find Master but they do not listen. My daughter says she wants to go play with the other kids and not think about it and i allow this. A small girl comes to me saying “they will not listen to you- no one ever listened to me either” She told me of sexual abuse she had gone through and how she had been killed; she was a spirit. Then she freaked out and said “he’s here” and disappeared.
An older man appeared- he wreaked of booze and slurred his words. i avoided him knowing that he was evil. i went back to my small camp- my mother was on her way to take the kids overnight and i ensured they were safe. i felt the overwhelming feeling of need to find Master Homis. As i entered the camp the door closed behind me and the man wreaking of booze appeared from no where and attacked. i fought him and won. i was on him taking my palm to his face over and over; warmth of blood streaming all over my hand and arm. i confronted him re: the sexual abuse of the girl and he finally confessed after i literally beat it out of him. He begged for mercy as i strangled him; i felt his adams apple convulsing; saw his face change shades to red then purple and finally no color at all. He begged for mercy with his last breath; i told him that i knew of no such thing myself but perhaps God would have mercy on my soul for taking his life. Then i awoke. Yes- that is every night to me. Not that particular dream but dreams of such detail that i never feel rested.
i got going with kids to the baby shower and all was rushed due to me falling back asleep. i was lucky enough to make it there successfully without the cake being destroyed. My mother had plannned on taking the kids overnight after the shower so Master Homis and i could have some one on one time which is VERY seldom. My sister’s baby shower went great-i got there just in time to decorate and set up the swing before the guests arrived. i got to spend lots of time playing with my girls and my nephew. The spinach balls were a great hit and the cake was devilishly delicious! My sister made out well with plenty of adorable outfits, numerous packages of diapers, as well as all the necessities needed to welcome baby #2 into this world. My sister was very pleased with the turn out of people she was able to catch up with as well as the shower itself. My mom and my sister stated that i was in deep shit for lying about how i could not cook and now that the cat is outta the bag i am expected to play catch up at family functions from now on.
My mom left with my kids and after awaiting all other guests to leave, i cleaned up my sister’s house and put away all the leftovers, took down the decorations and helped get my nephew down for a nap. I gave her big hugs and left to return home to Master who had finished His work day. I brought Him leftovers and a piece of cake and He ate it all. Master Homis decided that we would make a store run for caffienated beverages, beer, and low carb drinks for me. We got bud light, vodka (yuck- a safe hard drink for me as i hate it!!! and low carb!!) and Tava (sp?) which is 0 carb 0 sugar flavored water. On the way home i told Master Homis how much i enjoyed wearing the corset He had bought me and how i hoped it would become more common practice to do so. Master Homis said He wished to go for a walk; and that i would wear the corset under a sweatshirt as we did so. He also wanted to bring drinks so i mixed up some of the flavored water and vodka into a few bottles for the walk.
(-MH I had been waiting for the chance to go on a good long walk since last summer, one where we could talk about anything and everything without having to worry about who was listening.)
We set off and the walk was amazing- the simple things are so good (no kids complaining that it is too far, that their feet hurt, or begging to be piggy-backed). We just walked and talked about everything; my nightmare, how Master’s work went, the baby shower, the kids, life in general, until the topic turned to to sex and bondage. i told Master Homis about what i was reading in my book and He shared His thoughts, we spoke of our BDSM relationship and how things were going. i was able to express areas where i felt we need to evolve and experiment as did He. We walked 4.8 miles (tracked by Master’s HTC mogul) and then we stopped at the school playground on the way back home. i begged Master to allow me to stop and swing on the swing set, explaining how much i love to feeling of the open air and freeness of floating. He allowed me to do so and we finished our drinks as i swang super high, twisted the chains twirling all over in the air and letting it all go.
(-MH I did very much enjoy seeing viemoira having a good time, a moment where the stresses of life go away.)
After playing at the playground we proceeded to home but i suggested (more like wandered off) taking the wooded path which was the long way to the house. As soon as we reached a well secluded area i turned to Master Homis and looked into His eyes as i grasped at His cock. I knelt in the muddy path as He unbuttoned His pants and pulled out His cock. i sucked that cock that i worship with every last bit of energy i had and Master came. i stood up and we simply continued on our way. The dark surrounded us and i got a bit off the path as i took a shortcut to the house going ahead of Master to ensure i was the first to walk through mud, spyderwebs, and thistles. By the time we returned home, i was covered in burdocks. The last of our conversation while walking was what our plans were going to be for when we returned home; sitting out on the porch swing and relaxing as well as a “slumber party” in the living room watching porn and Master using His cunt however He wished.
(-MH I must say that the end of our walk had a rather pleasant surprise, a fantasy that I have had for a while, but hadn’t really gotten the chance to fulfill before this night.)
Master said He wanted hot dogs and sandwiches and that i was to eat as well. He compiled our box of sex toys and the safe containing our porn as i got food prepared (dousing it with hot sauce) and gathering pillows and blankets for our slumber party- lastly, i changed into the lingerie Master wanted me to wear and got us each a beer. We started out watching The Sinful Dwarf; yep i gots odd taste in movies muahahaha…needless to say we did not see much of the movie itself. Master wanted cunt; He tasted it to ensure it’s wetness, He fingered it ensuring it’s hunger, and finally; He fisted it against O/our prior conversations regarding fisting and considering the outcome as not desirable…oh contrar…my cunt hurt so bad by the time He was through with fisting it that i felt subspace i.e. pain and pleasure forcing my body to a whole new level YET AGAIN!
(-MH I remember we tried to watch the bizarre dwarf movie before, we hadn’t really gotten to far through it then since we got a bit distracted with our own bodies to play with. Again we tried watching it, but I was much more interested in seeing how much I could push viemoira’s limits. I had been curious about fisting, but had never tried it before, it wasn’t a planned thing, but once I was actually doing it I had to point it out to viemoira and continue until she came all over my hand.)
i composed myself for Master and He laid holding me for a very short time before deciding He wanted more cunt. Master fucked me missionary position, ate His cunt more after turning me over in an objectifying way. Master then fucked His cunt hard from behind; my pussy was so sore from his fisting that i was serene to it all. i felt like nothing more than a dirty little slut; a slut whose cunt was swollen beyond belief and He continued to fuck it more and more… He thrust His cock deeply into me. He came multiple times before i was able to finally release my juices. By the time i came i was so sore that i was simply cuming from the pain alone. After His final time cuming and allowing His cunt to get off i simply laid there on the floor feeling amazing. i like to be used by Master, i like to be treated as nothing more than His dirty little slut to fuck and boy did He give me that pleasure. Master had switched movies to other typical porn between fucking me (Real College Girls, etc.) and when He looked at the time after He decided He was done using me He informed me that He had fucked His pussy for 4 hours with no more than a 5 minute break between…
(-MH This was definitely a busy night for us both, viemoira has been wishing that I would completely use her as my dirty slut for a while and I felt that it was time she got what she wanted, this also had the effect of pushing my limits also. It has helped me to understand what I want, how to get it, and what to do with it once I have it in much more depth. It has also helped me to realize that viemoira truly does wish to be my slave and that I don’t have see things the way I once had before.
I have never been built like a Mens Fitness cover model, not much to look at. For me, merely talking with women was a frightening task at best let alone the idea of seduction. As a result I had never known what it was like to take what I wanted or how to do so if the opportunity presented itself. I have known that viemoira wishes to be mine and is mine since we started our adventure, but still had not taken advantage of what she has given me because of that deep seated fear that if I was too rough, spoke too dirty, or made demands that I would loose what I had. I now know that this is not the case, and that I am free to express and fulfill each of my fantasies with viemoira.)
4 mile walk, 4 hours of fucking, 4 in the morning when we went to bed…4 is the magic number!
Long story short, kids returned the next morning and were way more interested in roaming the neighborhood with friends then spending any family time together. Master and i sat out back of the yard relaxing for the majority of the day. My cunt hurts so bad that tears whelled in my eyes when the pressured water hit it from the shower; not to mention the pain of wiping after i piss, laughing, couching, etc… and the worst part is that i practically cum from the pain every time because i love it so. Oh and Master Homis made me insert the silver bullet into my swollen pussy while i typed up this post…*sigh* here’s to hoping He uses me more…
(-MH We had one more moment just before the kids got home after we woke up the next morning, we were sitting on the couch drinking our coffee when I closed one of the curtains on the window facing the neighbors and I told viemoira that I wanted to feel my cunt wrapped around my cock. I told her to climb on top of me and began slamming my throbbing cock into her well used pussy. I came so hard inside her moments before the kids were dropped off to us. I had to quickly wrap up in my robe and run to the basement with our toy box before the kids actually got in the house. The rest of the time viemoira distracted the kids and her mother while I picked up the other miscellaneous toys and such that hadn’t made it to the box. Luckily nobody ended up noticing what we had been up to during our night to ourselves, hehe.)
~vie
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