The Hypnotist has given me a task to complete each day I am on vacation. Along with my usual requirement to request permission to pee, I have to have two orgasms a day for him, one before noon and one after. I can’t actually recall if it is part of the requirement to tell him about it or not, but even if it isn’t required, it’s part of my make-up to do so, so I do, each time. I thought I’d share this morning’s fun here, too.
First, about the bathroom permission. When I was getting ready to leave on vacation I said, “Oh, what do we do about that?” fully expecting to be given special dispensation to not have to ask while I’m gone. We’ll be on a cruise ship, and though I’ll have internet, I’m not sure about texting or even FB Messenger. But we have a fail-safe in place at home, in case I don’t hear from him within a certain amount of time, since we both have busy jobs and lives ~ so it shouldn’t have surprised me when he said we aren’t doing anything different: “a rule is a rule.” And I was obscurely pleased by that response. I love that, while he has built in a safety net for me, he is also not willing to let me slide just because I’m away from our usual routine. Also, if I’m honest, I like that sometimes it does feel like an imposition. I like that it is something I have to do simply because he wants me to, whether or not it inconveniences me, and that I have to think about and choose to do, every time. To obey; to submit. I love feeling that anchor to him.
Now, onto my other task(s).
I have fulfilled my orgasm task three times so far. (By the time I post this it will be many more…) Once with Adam’s help yesterday morning, and once last night on my own when we got to the hotel. Honestly I was exhausted, and the last thing I was thinking about was sex, with Adam or by myself. Adam was tired too, and having a low libido to start, he made no objection when I said I’d like to just “get’er done” on my own. LoL So I lay next to him while he slept, got Baldy out, put earbuds in and listened to some audio porn. Surprisingly I came rather quickly, listening to a male narrator tell the female character that she was a good girl when she spread her legs for him as she perched on his desk. But the words in my head that pushed me over the edge were K’s: “Cum for me, Jade.”
Yeah I’m that easy.
Then this morning we were up too early – our bodies still on Central Time (four hours later.) Ad was of course aware of my “tasks” and he lay back in bed while I blogged a bit.
“Aren’t you done with that yet?” he said, and I looked over at him to see him idly stroking his cock. He had not been interested in his own pleasure the previous morning, and I thought he’d been asleep when I had fucked myself the night before, but now, well he looked totally engaged.
“Has my task got you riled up?” I asked.
“What do you think?” he replied, pulling down his new silky boxers to show off his hard-on. Our sex is really good when we have it – he is an attentive lover and knows my triggers, and I, his – and well, let’s face it, I’m a cock whore.
I pounced on the opportunity.
I assumed I’d have the time to pleasure him orally for a bit and then probably straddle him and get myself off, but he was surprisingly – and pleasingly – aggressive, and grabbed me by the back of the head, pushing me down him, cumming in my mouth before I had a chance to do anything for myself.
He chuckled ruefully. “Guess I was more excited than I realized.” He pushed me back against the pillows. “Now let’s take care of you.”
He reached for the glass toy I had brought, but as he did, he put a hand on my thigh, which has some lovely bruises from previous play with the Hypnotist. I moaned as pain and pleasure mixed.
“Wait,” I said. “Just do that…” And he proceeded to pinch, squeeze and maul my thighs while I used Baldy until I came, crying out.