Location, Location, Location

Master came home this weekend and I had both Saturday and Sunday off which was nice. I did work late on the Friday but that wasn't too bad, except that due to some unforeseen circumstances I ended up not getting home until later.Then, there was an event to go to and so I had some work to do to prepare which meant we went to bed late on the Friday.

Saturday dawned way WAY too early. We got up and got youngest ready and out the door and then got to relax around the house for a couple of hours. Master let me know what he wanted me to wear to the event and I got dressed. I like when he picks what I wear and he has been getting more and more involved even picking my nail polish color from time to time. I sense that's going to be a more regular thing as time goes on.

The event was really fun and after supper, we went to a local pub for a drink or two. I don't drink much anymore and we had shared a bottle of red wine at the house so I was already feeling a little tipsy. At the bar, Master ordered me two more glasses of wine (white this time) and we listened to some live music. When we were done our second drink we headed back to the house.

Once the kidlets went to bed we got the chance to play a bit. Master was really rough that night. He grabbed me by my hair and dragged me off the couch. Once we got to the kitchen, he choked me. Usually I am hard to choke out but this night he managed to catch me just right and I ended up passing out fast. So fast, in fact that I don't remember him actually putting his hand around my neck. I just remembered waking up on the floor. Master checked to see if I was okay. We were at the top of the stairs that led down to the side door and apparently I almost fell down the steps. That would have sucked for sure, so in future we are going to make sure that we are more careful about where we get into the choking.

Once he made sure I was conscious and aware of where I was (which took a moment or two... I thought I was more drunk than I was but it was just the choking) he again dragged me upstairs. I got thrown down on the bed and he slapped and hit my face. I know some of them were pretty good blows because I could see lights behind my eyes. Once I was ready, he flipped me over on my stomach and took my ass. He loves anal and so do I. This was much rougher and involved less lube than normal which was uncomfortable, but wonderful on a whole other level.

Today we slept in much MUCH later than usual which was wonderful. I actually don't feel tired for the first time in a long time. We were able to get some errands done, enjoy some down time and even talked a bit about how a few rules are changing and what some new rules and guidelines are going to be from now on.

This is one of the reasons why we don't have a contract: our relationship is a living, changing entity and we don't want to feel like we are stuck with rules that may go from being  fun and appropriate to ones that no longer fit us or that we feel bound by when we don't want to be.

Alas, the time always comes when Master has to head back for the week. This week he had to leave earlier since he had more to do to get things ready for work tomorrow. We still had an amazing dinner together though. I know that Friday will be here before I know it and he will be home again but the time away always seems so long and the weekends seem so short. Hopefully this week the time will fly by.