Ever since we started on this super ridiculous kinky path, there has been all kinds of mischief and experiences. I'm very much more of a submissive then a Dom or Top. Sometimes we switch roles but generally even in those settings, he's calling all the shots. One thing that is always a constant is I gave up any control of any sexual pleasure (orgasms, masturbation, generally speaking). So if I want sex I have to beg for it, if I want anything Marc comes first figuratively and literally.

But for valentines day I was allowed free reign of my controlled pussy once again. I played with myself, with toys without toys, I pretty much humped and came on anything I could find. We fucked a lot that night, but I came a lot even when he wasn't home. Later when he was telling me about new girls he's talking to, I couldn't even care less. You could of told me I could met Jason Momoa and I still would of just stayed home and relished with how many orgasms I had that day. I just randomly had the day off but he had to work. That morning is when I found out I could fuck myself silly. Just leave enough energy for when he got home for work. We had a nice little dinner and moved on to our other activities. I'm sure a bunch of pictures will be eventually posted.

Some girls get wine and flowers, I got orgasms and vodka.