Monday, July 13, 2009

It's OK, I'm Not Dead

Please forgive me for the sporadic nature of my posting lately. There were nearly 2 weeks of hormonal misery, followed by a string of busy evenings and a beautiful Sunday afternoon on Yahoo messenger with my Master, hours and hours of conversation, which combined with the gift of sharing my orgasm with him as a voice mail has left me feeling floaty and sweet and grateful and adoring and centered and...

Well, you get the idea.

In with all that were dinner with a male submissive whom I respectfully declined to spank (he thinks I'm cute and smart and that I write like an angel), a sexual come-on from an old friend and one-time lover which I turned down for assorted reasons, and the possibility of service to a very good-looking young man which completely fell through today. So much to relate!

But I'm going out again tonight, so the stories will have to wait. Anyone who wishes to spank me for being so neglectful is welcome to get in line, but you'll have to ask my Master for permission first.

5 comments:

Nancy said...
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Nancy said...

Delicious tantilizing words..
Enjoy your evening .. but please return and tell about the lovely times.

mamacrow said...

glad you're feeling better babe :)

hmmm, never spanked a woman before... I rather like the idea!

Paul said...

OG, spanking you would be bliss, but do you need further inspiration.
Love the bit about you sharing your orgasm with Him.
Love and warm hugs,
Paul.

oatmeal girl said...

Thanks, Nancy. It was a pleasant evening with great, live music and good friends.

mamacrow - perhaps you should try it. You never know...

Paul - one way or another, I always share my orgasms with my Master. Remember, they belong to him, all of them, and I masturbate and cum only as granted by him. At the very least, I must report on the masturbation and orgasm. But then sometimes.... ah, sometimes I masturbate until I'm almost ready to cum, then call his cell phone and leave the final moans and whimpers as a message, followed by the orgasm and ensuing sobs.

And then he tells me how much he enjoys listening to me... over and over again...