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Wednesday, May 9, 2012

Between the dawn and the dark of night...

This is something that often mouse finds perplexing. In life, our life, Daddy is the guide. He's the man with a plan. Always planning something. Tuesday, mouse came downstairs to find him gathering the baby and her things, saying to kiss mummy goodbye and whisked her away. When he returned a short time later he went to mouse carrying the bag from Home Depot and explaining that he had the day off. Does he do this stuff on purpose?!

He rummaged through the bag and removed the thumbtacks, a sheet of sandpaper and told mouse while he got things ready, to remove her clothes. Really, although mouse was nervous as hell and brimming with anxiety she did as told. Watching as he placed a sheet of sandpaper to the wooden chair and tacked it into place. It won't work if it can move. He told her sit on it, then held out a mouse trap and told mouse to present her tongue.

It didn't really hurt, at least not like mouse imagined but with her mouth wide open and her tongue out...well it was awkward. When he attached more traps to her nipples..and toes...ya toes! There was this sense of disbelief and a stronger feeling of total helplessness. More panic when he decided to blindfold mouse...More pleasure when he applied the vibe (or did he simply rest it there?) but anytime mouse moved her bottom, the scratch of the sandpaper, reminded her to hold still. When she felt his lips licking and kissing her sex, she thought briefly she'd loose her mind. His slow albeit tortuous ways continued. He removed the traps from mouse toes and told her to stand. Still blindfolded and drool dripping down her tear stained face she complied. He moved her to the sofa...bending her over the arm, much like the first time he'd ever had her, except there was sandpaper rubbing against her nipples. With the traps still in place and now flattened painfully against her body, the sandpaper just brushing against the sore nipples as he fucked mouse from behind. It was slow and excruciatingly painful and no one was more shocked than mouse when she orgasmed.

Gotta say, it kinda pissed mouse off, how easily her body betrays mouse...No way is this right with her mouth gagged, nipples painfully stretched and scraped by the mouse traps and sandpaper and yet, who knew she'd orgasm? Daddy knew his slut would.

He released the traps slowly from her breasts, with haphazard, muffled and droolly screams. It was hard, and honestly didn't know mouse would feel so debased by the experience. He released her tongue and his mouse just cried, the oddest and happiest of tears.

Taking control Daddy told mouse to present her ass, after giving her a bit of time to relax and recover (just a short tmi, her breasts were just leaking milk). He entered her ass, taking his time and his pleasure, telling her to play with her clit. Then he shocked mouse by telling to slide a finger inside...to feel him there. O M G what a rush! He fucked mouse sooo good and made her again orgasm.

When he finished, he pulled mouse down with him and we laughed...it was this giddiness we both just felt at that moment. It was so nice, but mouse was whiny and achy making Daddy just smile, gathered her up in his arms and wrapped himself around her.

All the while mouse felt unhinged slightly, trying hard to pull herself together, surely we've done way more intense and painful things in our past, so why was this bothering her so very much? Daddy just held her tightly, pressing her against him until her struggles stopped. Seriously, what was she struggling about anyway? When the tears and sobs started, she was caught off guard by them but at the same time overwhelmed by the magnitude of her own vulnerability.

It does need to be said, Daddy loves it when the slave just gives up her mask and bears it all for him. After a nap and a little food, Daddy again took mouse to the summit of her vulnerabilities. But this trip was far easier, with her mask stripped from her, her inner slut released -- who Daddy refers as a wanton whore -- and she is supercharged with deep feelings of lust and submission.

With his slut so debased, Daddy knows he can drive mouse to anything. In this mindset, he knows mouse is most vulnerable but keeps her safe, while driving her urge for more. It's also during this time mouse just floats to that place where memory becomes reduced to snapshots of mixed up thoughts. In a surreal debasement she does recall him fisting her.

The next thing she recalled, she was in bed and Daddy holding the baby, arms outstretched for mouse....

It's amazing how when the baby is near, mouse simply drifts into "mommy gear" and just takes her, putting her to breast. Things are blissful for mouse at that moment...it's hard to describe the warm feelings of love just bubbling. Daddy just watches and climbs onto the bed...

He asks about takeout for dinner and mouse just readily agrees basking in that warm glow of love. Daddy is truly her guide through all things!

Song selection: Ripple; R. Hunter, J. Garcia

22 comments:

  1. Ahhh...I've been waiting to hear how the items from Home Depot were going to be used. Very nice! And it is quite amazing at times how your mind says one thing, yet you body says and reacts totally different. Really makes you think and wonder how your body can orgasm and find that pleasure, while your mind is telling you there is no way in hell that should be anything close to pleasurable.

    DV

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    1. DV Sir,

      It's crazy how mouse's body works at times. Thankfully, eventually the mind just switches off...lol

      Hugs,
      mouse

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  2. So we can assume the back is better then lol

    ooh cringing at the mousetrap on the tongue and the toes, not fancing that at all but yet why am i so curious to know what it feels like!

    I dont get why the body responds so differently, like i mean you know when it hurts and its not a nice sort of hurt, i mean its not normal to want to be hurt is it? but yet down there its wet, really wet and the more it hurts the more responsive it gets...why is that? because you know sometimes it does really hurt doesnt it...ok im nattering on not sure if im making sense.

    But have to say sounds like it was enjoyable and even more so perhaps because it was unexpected and unplanned well like you didnt know it was planned.

    best wishes
    tori x

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    1. @tori - yep his back is feeling much better. At least mouse didn't have a lot of time to sit around and think about it...that's sometimes really hard.

      Hugs,
      mouse

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  3. mouse, isn't it funny how hard we hang onto those masks? Even when we love the freedom of not wearing them. Your Daddy knows just what you need, lucky girl.

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    1. @tmj - yep he does understand what mouse needs, thankfully one of us does, because mouse often hasn't a clue. The mask, yeah they're bothersome for us. We shouldn't need them, yet...

      Hugs,
      mouse

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  4. mouse traps for mouse? And sandpaper? We are so not there at this point, but I hope you don't mind me venturing that I know exactly why you came. I would have too. :)

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    1. @kitty - being a masochist is so confusing.

      Hugs,
      mouse

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  5. Although the mouse traps made me cringe a bit, it sounds like a lovely evening.....you know I am going to have to see what that feels like now.

    I am glad you had that experience, I know you were missing the pain a bit.

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    1. @dancing - funny but now mouse is learning that Daddy can just be a mean SOB still when he wants to. And honestly, mouse is loving it!

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  6. Wow.

    A good time was had by all.

    Very hot.

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  7. "surreal debasement" ...really missing that right now. ;). Sounds like a lovely Tuesday was had and I'm trying not to be jealous.
    After little monkey #2 was born leaking breast milk was always a problem...more like squirting breastmilk really. lol.

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    1. @mg - its funny mouse has done that a couple times...after play or intense use it seems that mouse gets so relaxed it just triggers let-down. Thankfully Daddy doesn't mind.

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  8. WOW!! mouse caught in a few mousetraps... no words come to mind other than OUCHIE! OUCH!

    Happy trapping and stuff
    Joyce

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    1. @joyce - the irony wasn't lost on mouse either.

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  9. Stunningly beautiful . . .

    I know Omega said I wasn't the cause of the mouse traps, but I have felt guilty anyway . . . reading this frees me from the guilt! ;)

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    1. @Michael Sir - you are absolved of any guilt...it actually was kinda fun! But it's days later and nursing still hurts...

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  10. oh my goodness.
    oh
    my
    goodness

    you are dripping with happy mouse

    it makes me happy for you

    sfp

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    1. @sfp - wasn't only dripping...it was a full on gush ;-)

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  11. O, wow.

    Yikes.

    It sounds like you had a wonderful journey down this particular path. Mouse traps.

    Yikes.

    {laughing...}

    It's good to hear you sound so happy.

    aisha

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    1. @aisha - who knew it could be like this. Without leather straps or floggy things...
      It's just lovely....

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