The other night Daddy praised mouse for no particular reason. It got mouse to thinking, well considering how rare it is we think to offer praise. We are far too easily apt to criticize, than to praise. Those criticisms just kinda roll off the tongue so much easier.
A friend of mouse's recently complained about her husband being completely inconsiderate to her feelings -- now it should be said, this was a momentary thing and they do love each other. However it isn't lost on mouse how often this friend complains, which has led to other mutual friends to consider them differently. Maybe to further complicate matters, the friend remains rather oblivious to these feelings.
Perhaps it's a chick thing, but we tend to be protective of our friends. We don't like to see them hurt or what we perceive as making a mistake. The truth is that we simply don't have all the information. We only know what they decide to express, which in the case of the friend is in the form of complaints and out-right rants about her husband. We don't see what happens later or how they resolve the conflict. It's just added up -- at least to us.
Now, the day Daddy offered his praise was just an ordinary day, where mouse did her little tasks or chores and completed her 5 things for Daddy. Those things were nothing too big or of immense importance, but they brought him great pleasure at the end of his weary day. This was what led to the praise and really, he thanked mouse a lot. It made her feel so giddy.
After the children settled and kitchen tidied up, mouse sat comfortably at Daddy's feet, just quietly resting her head against his thigh. Is it wild that she could smell him? Is it wild his smell turned her on? His musky man-scent does that to her. Daddy groaned a little as mouse ebbed closer to his crotch. Maybe part of him, simply wanted to push her away, perhaps he couldn't see how glassy her eyes surely were as they remained so fixed.
Eventually, he shifted in his seat unbuckled his belt and loosened his trousers, as mouse nearly pounced on him with her mouth. Hitting all the spots, and just leisurely sucking and licking, mouse found herself in her glory! So much so she hardly realized her skirt was up and grinding her sex against his out stretched leg (seriously what a slut). When Daddy told mouse to rub herself, she did so without hesitation as she continued sucking him.
Eventually Daddy took hold of her hair, forcing her faster deep onto his cock, while down below her inside lady places just flamed and throbbed. After swallowing and thanking him profusely for this pleasure, he told her to lean back and masturbate herself for him. He watched as mouse drove herself to orgasm and thanked him again.
Again mouse settled (thank goodness for yoga) on her knees and rested her head again on his thigh. Daddy asked mouse for a cup of warm water, which she quickly fetched. He told her to open her blouse and lift her skirt as she again settled at his feet. He positioned her so he could watch her (away from him) which made her pout a little...seriously at that moment she's sure she just existed to be close to him.
"Tell me slave, did you use the plug today?"
Blinking and coming out of her foggy headspace, mouse replied that she hadn't. Although, she didn't lift her eyes, she could feel him arch his eyebrow.
"Is that not a rule?" he asked calmly
Oh dear, where was this going? "Yes Daddy it is," mouse replied very meekly.
"Run upstairs and strip your clothing, begin your rituals," Daddy said not hiding his disappointment.
How quickly the seasons change, mouse thought as she slowly ascended the steps to our bedroom.
Time passed, as mouse meditated on her error, trying to think of a valid excuse, but came up empty. From outside our room, mouse could hear him making his way up the stairs, opening and closing doors very quietly, and eventually making his way up to our room. He slowly undressed and eyed mouse, as she remained still kneeling, with tears streaming down her cheeks.
All sorts of thoughts passed through her mind, including dramatically throwing herself at his feet and begging forgiveness. But none seemed like enough. Instead she tried to focus on her meditations. He removed the clamps and told mouse to bend over against the vanity. He probed her bottom gently at first, and murmured moving himself over her body to whisper that she would be punished. Fresh tears spilled.
Daddy got out the box holding the plugs and selected the large one, lubed it up and slid it into place. Then mouse felt the burn. It's like he used BenGay as lube. Ignoring her plight, he moved mouse to the bed, cuffed her hands together, then settled her so she could sleep with him in her mouth, while he could reach her tender parts and play himself.
Eventually the burning settled and mouse slept, grateful to be allowed to be so close to him.
The morning after, mouse much calmer apologized again to Daddy for forgetting and promised to try harder to remember. Daddy removed the plug, using mouse there and led her into the shower, having her wash his body before her own. Can mouse just say how much she enjoyed doing that?
The punishment was over, but mouse still felt unsettled.
After the ahower, he again this time himself replaced the plug with the medium one and told mouse to keep in at least for 4 hours. The warm feelings of containment rushed over mouse. All those unsettled feelings just vanished as mouse began her day.
Around noontime, mouse removed the plug and sent Daddy a text thanking him again for his correction. Then set to work on the 5 things.
- Lovingly prepared his favorite (at the moment) meal.
- Made sure his cocktail was waiting when he got home.
- Tidied up the whole house.
- Fixed an appetizer for him to snack on while he waited on his fish
- Had a tray arranged with a cool towel, in case he needed it.
After dinner Daddy suggested we watch a movie together, The Aviator. Daddy filled mouse's head with fun facts about Howard Hughes, while she filled her mouth and pleasured him!
It really was a grand night. After rituals, he wrapped mouse up tightly in his body and listened to mouse's thoughts.
Song selection: Summer Breeze; Seals and Croft