Around 6am, my little one wakes me up with a "mum, is it time to get up yet?" and trying not to grumble, i say yes, i suppose it is and send him out to the kitchen so that i may "get up". The door closes and i roll onto my back and gently stroke my clit for as long as i am able, without interruption, bring myself near orgasm, then stop, this is a routine i repeat at bedtime as well, Master calls it my "pleasuring" time. Reluctantly i get up passing by the kitchen on my way to the bathroom wishing i was still in bed, glance in, see my husband getting ready for work and smile to him while stifling a shudder... another day begins...
As i go for my morning wee, i position myself correctly as ordered by my Master, legs open as far as is possible, hands behind my head, back arched, then wee hard and fast... the trick i have learned though, is that you have to lean forwards slightly, or the powerful stream will slip through the crack between the seat and the bowl, then you have to clean up a mess..lol. Wiping myself dry i feel the rings on my labia tug a little, another reminder of my ownership, a smile crosses my face and my day has already brightened a bit.
Now depending on the previous nights instructions, my shower may or may not include an orgasm, for which i will generally use the shower head... giggles, and most men wonder why we want it removable and have different settings, its a wonder some of us ever get out of the shower!
Next comes dressing for the day. Since it is still cold outside my wardrobe is slightly limited, but still workable. i browse through my closet, though i already know what is in it but thinking that magically something new has appeared, i spy my favourite sweater, a longish purple one that my Master bought for me once when we were together. i can't help but smile as it reminds me of my Master using me in that sweater and him deciding that was my "fuck me" sweater...lol. To go with it, i choose a pair of black leggings, then socks, bra and corset. No knickers for this girl, most of the time... smiles. i finish dressing and place my "reminder item" into my bra, semi dry my long hair, take a look into the mirror, loving how my curves are accentuated by the corset. i take a deep breath and emerge from the bedroom feeling ready to tackle the day.
i set about getting my son ready and off to school, finish my hair, put on a little make up then set off to work.
Getting to work i set out what has to be done for the day, then log on and either speak with my Master, or leave him a message as to what i have done and am wearing. Through out the rest of my day, my Master and i chat off and on as we can, while doing our work and dealing with matters. Some days are much better than others. With the work day over, i return home, retrieving my son from the sitters, then hoping my husband is working late, i get home prepare the meal, play with my son, and then relax for a while spending time with my Master.
During our evening conversations, my Master often gives me tasks for that evening or the following morning and i add it to my "to-do" list to ensure i don't forget. As the evening progresses we say our good nights, i get my son ready for bed, tucking him in and reading him a story. Then often drawing myself a bath, i lay in the warm water letting memories flood my mind and time slip away. i get ready for bed, lay on my pillow, then begin my nightly routine of pleasuring, often doing so till i drift off to sleep.
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