"Crumbs and Soppy Wet" - From the diary of slave Katinka

“Crumbs and Soppy Wet“ was written for BDSMforyou.nl by slave Katinka.

Soppy Wet
Last Thursday my D called me and said the following: “Tomorrow you leave for here by 1 pm at the latest, and you bring your kinky clothes. Don't forget your black boots!” “Yes Mistress, of course. I'll see You tomorrow,” I stammered. “See you tomorrow, Abbeltje, and text me as soon as you leave.” “Yes Mistress, I will. See you tomorrow.” And the line went dead. I ran straight upstairs to pack my bag and get it ready. That way it's out of my head. When I had finished, I got a text from my D. Oh, and bake some cinnamon sugar puff pastry biscuits. I fancy those. Of course I replied: Yes Mistress. With all the love and pleasure. I even offered to bake a butter cake, but that wasn't necessary, because her sub 2bees had been given the task of baking an apple pie.

Tiger balm

After I had finished work, I quickly grabbed a few sandwiches and left for my D and her men. When I arrived, I ran to Her study to greet Her with the necessary attentions. I was very happy to see her again, and She was happy to see me too. I can hear her saying now, “well, who says that?” Then I was allowed to go downstairs to recover from my journey and chill a bit. A few hours later it was time to eat, always a very cosy occasion. After dinner it was time for coffee, and because my back was bothering me, my D was going to rub tiger balm on part of my back. Very sweet. What was even sweeter was that she said, “Take a dollop out of the jar with your index finger.” Of course I did what She told me. “Now rub that on your clit, go on.” I was allowed to keep my tights and knickers on. I started to smile, and thought, oh, it'll surely be fine. With my index finger I went into my knickers and pressed the dollop onto my clit. “Rub it in, slut, rub,” She commanded me. Once the tiger balm was on, I thought I could climb the walls.

Unexpected orgasm

But no, She started pressing and slapping my pussy with her hand. Phew, if I hadn't been wet yet, I certainly was now. I don't know how She does it, but She can arouse me enormously. Not long after, I was already close to an orgasm. She noticed, and I was given a few seconds. How many I don't actually remember any more, because it was a super intense orgasm. A little later we went back downstairs, and I was allowed to massage Her feet. Lovely to do, because it always makes me feel wonderfully calm myself. At one point my eyelids started to droop, because it was already late by my standards. “Well, you'll hold out for another half an hour, then you go to bed.” I managed to hold out a while longer.

High boots

The next day, I quickly walked to the florist to get a small bunch of flowers for Her and a nice plant for outside. She is always very happy about that, and when She is happy, so am I. When I came back, sub2bees and I had to come to Her. “Right, you two are going to get changed now. Both of you in your high boots.” “Yes Mistress,” we said in unison. Sub2bees had to wear his corset and his CB. And I wore my red corset that leaves my breasts bare, with a skirt that doesn't fit. But by now I have a beautiful new dress at home. It has already been fully approved and I'm very happy with it. A woman can never have enough clothes, right? And as a sort of surprise I had ordered a lovely thong. Fortunately She wasn't angry about it, and thought the thong was very pretty too. Everything I want to buy I discuss with Her, not groceries and toiletries, but certainly other purchases. Either I get a no, time to think it over, or it's a yes.

Puppy play

By now sub 2bees and I were dressed. And I stood on my heels as best I could with my back pain. I didn't strictly have to wear them, but I like it. Doing things according to character and not skipping things because of little aches. And kinky clothing and footwear is always nice to wear. Even though sub 2bees had no back pain, he was wobbling even worse than I was. He was first allowed to spend a while on the floor on his knees with his nose on the ground. With his mask on, of course. He was wearing a puppy mask. Wonderful to see, I still have to laugh about it. On top of that he got an eye mask, because he didn't need to see, as our D was going to get to work on me. And that was not gentle.

Once again there was plenty of impact gear laid out. I had a cloth mask put on. Now, I'm not really a fan of that; my eyes I can handle, but I find my mouth difficult, but I keep trying. And what has to be done has to be done. First she started warming me up with a flogger. The warm-up never lasts very long, because it's actually more of a treat for me. I just get goosebumps without really feeling much pain. So she soon had enough of that. And I understand. After that all kinds of other whips came out. She hit incredibly hard on my breasts, my buttocks and partly on my back. Of course She did ask about my back.

Crumbs

In between, Sub2Bees had to fetch drinks on his heels, or so he thought. He had to crawl to fetch the drinks. That was quite hilarious, and I had to laugh through my tears, which had already started to come. How was my back by now? I was actually bothered by it less. Whether that was because the pain of the beating overshadowed it, I don't know. Sub2Bees had to go back on his knees with his nose on the floor. And he got his fair share of smacks, and our D couldn't resist pinching his nipples really hard now and then. I think sub2bees really loves that. With a big smile She came back to me, with a whip in her hand, and began to hit me hard.

And always on those spots I really don't like. But well, I have no say in the matter. After the tears were flowing freely again and I was allowed to cry it out in the arms of our D, it was time to eat. Sub2Bees had to cut the apple pie, and bring two slices to Her and one for me.

Little table

Because there was no table nearby, sub2bees became the table and our D put her plate of apple pie on his back. I looked at her, and wanted to put mine down somewhere else, but no, my plate had to go on his back too. “Right, grab the comb and sit down here in front of me on a chair with your legs wide,” She said sternly. And she ran the comb hard over my legs, my stomach and my already dripping wet pussy. Into which I'd had to put a vibrating egg while getting changed, while She held the remote control. The comb left beautiful marks. “Now stand up and take the knife from the table.” I did as She said and gave Her the knife. She worked on my pussy with the knife, my breasts, my legs. “Right, now we're going to eat the apple pie.” When we had finished eating the apple pie, She handed the plates to sub2bees so he could eat up the crumbs.

Internal things

Then She ordered me to lie down on the sofa, “go on, one leg over the back, so that cunt of yours can be open better,” She said. “Pull your vibrating egg out, horny slut. Put a towel under it properly, because I don't want to see your cunt juices everywhere.” “And you lie flat at my feet, with your nose on the floor,” She said to sub2bees. I pulled the vibrating egg out and I think there was not much moisture that came out. But well, that's not for me to judge. She laughed loudly and said: “See, I told you, your horny cunt doesn't need lube.” And she pushed a stainless steel speculum into my pussy. And goodness, was I horny. She was wearing black latex gloves.

And I felt them going over my pussy. And it wasn't long before I felt an orgasm building, an intense orgasm. It excites me enormously that She decides what She does with me, and how She uses my body. Lovely!! Thank You, Mistress!! I couldn't hug Her and thank Her yet because I had my own cunt juices on my hands. Sub2bees was still lying at Her feet while She had fucked me with the speculum.

Woof woof

Sub bees was a puppy that afternoon and we laughed so much at his antics on his heels. He had to do all sorts of things, and remember them. Another task kept being added. Especially when he imitated a big dog, I had to restrain myself from bursting out laughing. At that moment I don't know whether our D allows that. Sub 2bees had to walk nicely time and again. Do pirouettes, bark like a young dog, give a paw, bark like a big dog, wag his tail and pretend to do a wee.

And honestly, his mask suited him so well. Especially those sweet little ears. Sub 2bees was given water to drink through the mouth of our D; she let the water run into his mask. And he had to take a fair amount of humiliation. And so we both have different needs. That night I slept like a baby, and my back? Well, by that same day it was actually already 85% better. She wanted to beat the rest out of it too. That's how sweet She is to her sub and slave.

I'm writing this a week later, and at the end of the afternoon I already received a WhatsApp saying I was allowed to masturbate, 25 pussy points, so 25 minutes. To be used before 9 pm. In the time between then and this blog I have made generous and very wet use of it, with plenty of flashbacks to last week. I am and will remain grateful that I may be Her slave. And that I am Yours, and that You decide what You do with me. Thank You, Mistress.

Slave Katinka

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