"My D's Birthday" - From the diary of slave Katinka
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“My D’s Birthday” was written for BDSMforyou.nl by slave Katinka.
Those of you who are working from home because of the current situation will probably understand that every now and then you need to take a week off to unwind from your work and from all sorts of things. I booked a week's holiday, in consultation with my D, also because She would be celebrating her birthday that week. She immediately said, then you'll just come and stay here the whole week, nice and cosy. Monday would be a good day to leave for Her place, so that I could leave my house and garden tidy. She finds that important too.
Shopping for the birthday
So, everything was arranged and I could get going. As you know, I drive from the north to the west, a nice drive. When I arrived, my D opened the door. I was very happy to see Her again, and She was happy to see me. I can hear Her say now, “oh yes, is that so?” Then I immediately unpacked my things. I always bring so much it's as if I'm leaving for a month, but when you travel by car that's no problem, I think. After dinner I massaged my D's feet. We went through the shopping list together. Because tomorrow I had to do the shopping, for Her birthday the day after.
The next morning I woke up early and brought Her coffee in bed. I got the groceries in and “instructed” the rest of the family, because the house of course has to be tidy as the birthday visitors were coming the next day. So that all worked out well. Oh no, not entirely. In the evening She suddenly noticed there were still flip-flops under the coffee table. Well, I felt that one. On the inside of my thighs was the imprint of a flip-flop. “Well, you should have paid better attention,” She said when I grumbled about it.
Birthday
The next day was the big day, my D's birthday! The evening before, I had decorated the room together with sub 2bees. I brought Her coffee in bed with the presents I had bought for Her. She was very happy with them, and that's what you do it for, isn't it, as a s. Spoiling your D, your Mistress. Simply because She deserves it. So as not to bore you with everyday things, and since there is also such a thing as privacy…. Her birthday was very enjoyable. We mostly sat outside.
Exercise
The next day I went for a good bike ride, and no, not very exciting, just for my fitness. My D thinks it's important that I eat healthily and keep moving. Especially because I've been working from home for quite a long time now. As soon as I'm back home, I have to cycle at least half an hour a day. Because She finds pigs very sweet and cute, but lazy pigs are no use to Her. I also did a few chores for Her and of course brought coffee in bed, and arranged breakfast and lunch. On Friday we went to the market and the chemist together. And of course I couldn't resist spoiling her at the chemist.
A surprise games night
When we got back home, sub 2bees told us that a friend had phoned and asked whether we would come round. For a games night. Now that isn't unusual, besides kinky games nights we also play other games, like Goose Game, Ludo, Klaverjassen or those newfangled games whose names escape me for the moment. Was I coming too? It sounded like a question, but it came across more like you're coming too. Now, I'm not really one for visiting people I don't know. I had met this friend once before, but not his wife, but my D makes sure with certain things that I don't have much time to think.
After dinner we got in the car, and we drove to the destination, or so I thought, we supposedly still had to pick something up somewhere. This turned out to be different. The curtains were closed, sub 2bees came in with the bag of whips, and I had to undress. But sub 2bees left and I was alone with our D. I was completely taken aback, although I did have some signals of, hang on, aren't we taking a little bunch of flowers with us?
Ouch!
I was told to freshen up, because of course I hadn't known before we left what was going to happen. She closed the door of the room and I had to stand against it. I had seen that she had brought quite a few kinds of impact toys. Here too She gave me no chance to think, and she picked up one whip after another. And oh, it was painful, She also hit my pussy quite hard several times. And that's hot in fantasy, but being hit that hard didn't seem hot to me at all, and I told her so.
Dripping wet!
She started laughing loudly and said “feel your horny pussy then, I bet it's wet!” And I felt, and yes indeed, dripping wet. She hit my thighs, my bum, my breasts. My body was ready for it after all, or let me put it this way, my head was. It had been so busy the whole time. And oh, how I screamed, and I swore… once, and then She said “you're not allowed to swear any more!” So after that I didn't swear any more, but I did scream, and cry. And She stayed very kind to me even though I was screaming and crying so much. Old pains that come from very far back.
The rest is something between Her and me and I won't go into it. She pulled me towards her by my hair. At some point I broke. Everything hurt so much. I can't actually remember whether She used the metal cane, even though She had brought it. I was allowed to come to her, She cuddled me and felt that I wasn't quite there yet, but I was sort of spent. But I did know She was right. She always is, by the way.
Slut!
“Take a towel and lie down on it,” She commanded. Automatically I just lay down on my back. “Yes, horny slut, you like that, don't you, lying on your back,” She said. I didn't know yet what She was going to do, I waited patiently. And suddenly I heard the lighter click. And yes, it didn't take long before She let the candle wax drip onto my pussy. She even poured the wax between my labia and onto my hard clit. And it was already so sensitive after being hit there. And I growled, screamed, apparently there were still more things that had to come out of my head.
She used different colours, and above all I had to lie still so as not to ruin Her work of art. “Legs wide and lie still!” She said. At some point She blew out the last candle and took a few photos. I thought, well, now we've had the worst of it, until She took out the box of needles. Once again I started making all sorts of sounds, not out of pleasure, as she pushed five little needles through the skin of my pussy. Afterwards the pain wasn't too bad, but because there was apparently still some emotion in my head/body, I had to let that out as well. After the needles were in, more photos were taken. She knows I like to look back at the photos later.
Fingering
So I had my pussy full of candle wax and the needles sticking through the skin of my pussy. My D put on her latex gloves. And then something happened that I had never experienced before. She slipped a finger into my pussy hole and fingered me. Of course she had sometimes put objects into my pussy hole, but never before her finger. And wow, that made me so incredibly horny. Of course She made a little film of the fingering too. Suddenly She pulled her finger out of my pussy hole and said “right, off with this dirty glove.” I immediately said, very cheekily, “well, if they ask you ‘what's best not to say during sex’, you've just given the answer yourself” and we both burst out laughing.
We both know how things stand between the two of us. A remark like that doesn't affect me, and we don't have sex together, as I have written in a blog before. I don't have sex with anyone else. I am Hers and She does with me whatever She wants. And I only have to do what She wants. And I do that with all my love.
Knifeplay
After She had fingered my pussy, it throbbed like crazy. But there I was lying with candle wax and needles. I heard the knife click and yes, sigh, when I think about it, that is really exciting, hot and the ultimate surrender. Not that I don't surrender otherwise, but knifeplay I can't describe the feeling it gives. She “pulled” the wax off my pussy with her knife, which wasn't completely smooth, so that was a bit of an extra. She drew the knife along my labia, she tapped my rock-hard clit with it. “You're a horny slut, lying there dripping with your legs wide open, what a slut you are!”
I could only agree, and repeat that I am a horny slut, and that I am hers, her own horny slut. “Now make yourself come,” She commanded. I pressed on my clit a few times, and She drew the knife over my labia a number of times and I came. Wonderful! What pleasure. Then She pulled out the needles and I was allowed to thank Her and cuddle. What a wonderful feeling I had inside.
Chill
The calm, the relaxation. sub 2bees then came to pick us up and we drove home again, and I went straight to bed. Because I was completely drowsy. That night I slept wonderfully and right through. The next day I actually only cleaned all the equipment my D had taken to the other location. And of course I provided Her with coffee and everything She needed, but after that I really just sat chilling on the sofa. And I enjoyed that lovely feeling enormously.
But many of you will probably recognise that. I am very grateful to my D for this experience and of course also to sub2bees for being in on the plot and taking us to another location. Oh, and did you know that my D can bite very hard? Well, She most certainly can.
Slave Katinka