A long entry - Saturday

We are having some time apart. How dramatic, just a couple of hours! Master is getting fed up with not being able to do certain things and he thought he needs to have some time to distract him. He decided to go to the cinema, and as he knows I am not a fan of action movies, he decided to go on his own. I am at the library. I wanted a change of scenery as well so I brought my diary here.

This morning, waking up in the cage, I was a bit disorientated. Considering how small the space is, I am always surprised I manage to sleep well and wake up without bruises on my hands or arms when I turn around. I crept out of the room, did my yoga and had my coffee. I made another coffee for Master and took it to him. He was still quite tired and asked me to join him in bed. I knew better than to try to wake him or try anything else when he is in that mood. He has to wake naturally. I usually use an insulated mug with a lid on, so the coffee stays warm when he needs a bit longer. It has been quite useful lately to have the lid.

I must have drifted off again, because when I felt a hand between my legs I was quite shocked! I let Master proceed. He played with my vagina a little and with the tip of my penis. Sometimes it feels strange to have my vagina. I almost forget that I have it day to day. Then, when we have sex, or Master uses it to arouse me, …..I should be used to it by now. I had the choice of not opening it up. At the time it was what I wanted. I do not regret it. Would I do it again, with the knowledge I have now? I do not know. It does not matter to Owe if I have it or not, but he uses it and likes it. He has never been with a woman, never had any curiosity. It was not part of the reasons why he allowed me to come. It is just part of me. This morning him playing with me did not last long as he was getting uncomfortable because of his hand. Shame. It has made sex a bit more difficult. We are both getting a bit frustrated.

We had a shower together. He enjoyed being washed by me and I ended up on my knees. I felt so close to him this morning!

We had breakfast and planned our day. I usually like to have a plan what I am going to cook all week. I shop accordingly on the market. I prefer buying on the market, the vegetables look better and the quality is good. Meat can most of the time be stored for a few days. There is a very good cheese stall, and a good bread and bakery goods stall. Sadly I cannot eat much cheese, but Master likes it. And I am not too bad with sheep and goats cheese! I have gotten to know the stallholders and we enjoy a chat. Owe does come with me to the market quite often, but I take charge. I often do not feel right about it, but Owe encourages me to do the decision what to buy and to chat to the traders. We needed to do some shopping in the supermarket as well and came home. Master sat down with his paper while I prepared some pasta and salad for lunch. I mentioned I wanted to go to the library, as I had finished my book last night. Master decided to go to the cinema. The market is on the square in front of the cinema and he had noticed the poster. So after lunch we sat off. We have arranged to meet when the film is finished and go for a drink at a new bar which is supposed to be a gay bar. Wow, I better go and choose some books. Master has asked to get him something as well.

I was waiting outside the bar when someone behind me said: How much do you charge, boy?”. Of course I recognised Master's voice, and I replied: buy me a drink and I might do it for free. He laughed and hugged and kissed me. Mmh. Swedish bars and restaurants all have a cloakroom, often staffed. One has to wear so many clothes in winter, it is better to leave it at the door than finding a seat or hanging it over the back of the chair. I think I can relax more knowing my stuff is safe in the cloakroom. I left my rucksack with the books there as well. It was not very busy and we sat down at the bar. Master asked what I wanted to drink and I thought I would like the bartender to choose for me. A good bartender has an idea what his clients want. He made a drink based on a lot of fruit juices, it was very yummi. He gave Master a glass of champagne! We got chatting about bars and the gay scene with the bartender. It was not very busy. We stayed for a second drink. I used the time while Master was in the bathroom to pay. I made a comment to the bartender that I will probably be told off for paying later. He asked me if I was ok. How nice of him to dare to ask! I said it was ok, and explained my situation. Then Master came back, and as I know he does not like to broadcast our relationship, I quickly made for the exit. Master took my hand while we walked to the bus.

We picked up a pizza to take home, there is a place in our neighborhood. Pasta for lunch, pizza for dinner. Master liked the books I had chosen for him.

We had dinner and then sat reading. It was nice. I was reading the paper, but you know how you have the feeling that someone is watching you. So I lowered the paper and looked at Master. He was looking at me ...He told me to get my ass into the bedroom and prepare myself to be fucked! Yeah!

I had to help him get undressed, it was a bit of a mood killer, but we got back into it soon. Oh it was good! Afterwards Master sent me to my room. My mind is still racing, so I decided to write my diary. I would have liked to cuddle or even share the bed. But Owe decided different. We had a lovely day, though.