Dear Diary,
I'm tired of saying "Wow!" But Wow!
Lol
I met Miss B for lunch at a nice restaurant in Old Towne. She said wear jeans as we were going casual but I couldn't wear a t-shirt (even though she did) I wore a casual plumb blouse. I also wore my cow earrings which the minions love. Miss B thought they were cute!
(Note for new readers. I call my students minions and they love it!
Just as we got seated Miss B told me to Tweet what I was about to do which was good went to the bathroom take off by panties and put them in my purse. She also gave me a box and told me when I opened it up to tweet what was in it.
Well, I went to The bathroom and went into one of the stalls. I opened the box and took out the contents and a note. It looked like an egg. The note said to put the egg into my pussy and go back to the table after tweeting about it. So I did.
If I was home I'm sure I would have been embarrassed to death. But I didn't have time for that.
As I suspected it was a vibrating egg only it had a remote control. Miss B smiled as I sat down and the egg started to vibrate. She asked to see my phone and dropped it in her purse.
She turned the egg back off and reminded me this was all test play and I could say stop any time. No hard feelings.
I told her I was ok so she smiled and the egg went back on.
I don't know if I mentioned her rules of no panties except at work and no orgasms without permission. I could touch all I wanted but no orgasms. I was a little weary about that but she said not to worry. I would get plenty but on her terms not mine.
So the no orgasms rule became a problem. But every time I got close she could tell and turned it off.
I only have a vague memory of what we talked about. School schedule. Lesson plans and how to get them done in time. What the weather is supposed to do. 10 tonight. Snow tomorrow with a high of 13. Low of -7' High Tuesday of 4 and low -6. I joked we should go sunbathing. :-)
So when we finished eating we went out to her car. She has a 2014 Escalade. I can assure you a teaching salary doesn't buy that! She saw my look and said "Divorce settlement". I know i didn't make out that well! Lol
She turned the egg of and said if k was sure I was ok she had some more rules. We were going faster than she wanted to buy because we both had winter break we had time and we wouldn't in January she wanted to push things now.
So...
No panties except at work
No orgasms without permission (she turned the egg on for a second for emphasis.
I was to tweet that if I was rude to anyone they could Tweet with my name and she would see it.
I was to refer to everyone as Sir of Miss. If I forget they could report thr same way.
I now have punctuation rules. All sentences star capitalized and correct use of commas and periods.
(NOTE: She relaxed this because of twitterś 140 limit)
I have to return follow and thank anyone who follows me.
Anyone can tag me on any picture and regardless if I like it or no I must thank them.
And she wants me to keep a diary on the web for her to read. She wants me to give reading privileges to anyone that asks.
Basically she has learned I embarrass easy and knows how to do it.
Then she turned the egg back on and told me to finger myself until I came.
Which didn't take long. As soon as I did she asked "what do you say" and I said thank you. She said thank you mam which I repeated. She said always to thank her for my orgasms whether she was there or not then kissed me and held me while I wound down.
Then she told me to take the egg out and lick it clean
But I did it and when I was done took it from me and said good girl again and kissed me again.
Ok that ends the Wow part.
We drove around and talked about D/s stuff and what I knew and what I thought i would like or not and what I wanted in D/s relationship. We talked a lot but I don't know what we learned.
Anyway I'm keeping that stuff private.
Then she drove me back to my car but before I got out she said she wanted me really bad and to tell her the second I felt overwhelmed. The we kissed for 18 hours. Ok probably 5 minutes but it seemed forever.
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