It's been a difficult week for mouse and she's glad it's over with. Learning and accepting new things is never easy but she's learned a lot this week. Maybe it's more of a feeling of being grounded now. It again feels right to her to be (at least figuratively) at Omega's feet. Actually, its more than figuratively, last night mouse spent evening on the floor. Omega was watching the baseball game between the San Francisco Giants and some other team, and the dog was taking up the rest of the sofa, and mouse had this deep desire to be close to Omega. So, she sat on the floor at Omega's feet and read, feigning appropriate interest in the game (go Giants!) and reading a book (Pride and Prejudice). Occasionally he'd reach his hand out and touch her head and that sent shivers down her spine. Then Omega suggested that she move to the computer and work on some of those Formspring questions.
When the game was over she went upstairs and went through the evening bath ritual and lingered there accepting the pain of the clamps. As her mind drifted back she was kinda surprised to see Omega standing in the doorway watching her and smiling. Suddenly mouse felt very shy and lowered her eyes. He crouched beside the tub and kissed his mouse gently then with a little more urgency. That was nice!
He whispered into her ear to be still as he welcomed her into bed but first making sure she was dried off. It was mind-blowing, the being silent and open, and accepting. Pain and pleasure melding together, reaching a point of no return. When he finished, mouse had tears in her eyes and she thanked her Master profusely. For the first time in many days she fell asleep quickly with him in her mouth, gently sucking and in the morning she was still there, as though she hadn't moved all night. Looking up she saw Omega watching her and her heart swelled. After attending to his needs, she got up to start her morning rituals and routines (although a bit backward).
A wonderful start to the day! Have a wonderful weekend!