A good play session

Well, it is Sunday. What a day I had yesterday!

Master had it all planned. Like a good Master should. I went to the Medical Center for 8pm. It took me a while to find it in the dark, but I was there on time. Master was not too late. Together we found the way home easy. He wanted something to eat, and I sat with him. He checked the house! Then he sent me to bed in the cage. He told me to wait for him in the morning, and not do my routine. I was allowed to go the bathroom if I needed.

I needed to go the bathroom, and went into mine, not to wake Master, and then crawled back into my cage. I was very expectant and I actually got a bit hard. Master got up, went to the bathroom and ordered me to wait for him. I could hear him move something heavy into the living room. He had put the cage there. He called me and locked me in there. He fed me his penis, then some porridge and a drink. He changed my position twice, but I was in there for a few hours while he got on with other preparations. He hardly talked to me, just checking from time to time I was ok. He took me into the playroom.

You know what, I actually do not want to describe what happened. It was bondage, it was physically hard, but it was good. Then Sven and Stephan turned up! I helped Sven get into his rubber suit! I concentrated on my breathing and tried not to take the smell in. I even played a little with his genitals! I was so in the scene, I did not notice the rubber anymore. Master was put into bondage as well. There was some electro. I can not recall any details, I was so out of it. It was intense, that I know as I am bit sore today.

Suddenly I heard Master talking to me. He gave me a drink. He knew I like some time to myself and left me to come back after loosening some restraints I had asked him to. After some time Sven came back in, he spoke to me gently and started to release the restraints. I was ready to be freed. He gave my limbs a short massage and told me to stretch. He took the catheter out. He has done that before! The last thing was the hood. Just then Master came in. He had showered. He held me while Sven undid the hood. I was still buzzing. I wanted to be close to him. I could have fucked him! Sven warned me to close my eyes before he took the hood off. I think I would have closed them anyway, I just wanted to enjoy the sensations a bit longer. Master ruffled my hair and I opened my eyes. He had a happy look on his face. Stephan came in with some wine and I grabbed one. This had been the most intense experience. I do not want to say the best. But it was very good. Different. I am so grateful to Master for organising it. I guess, we all had fun. But I think as he has not been able to do much, he wanted Sven to stand in for him.

The guys ordered some takeaway, I had not eaten all day, and now it would have been too late for me. Actually, I had no idea what time it was. Master helped me have a wash, I was too exhausted for a shower. Suddenly the high I had felt had gone and I was tired. Master agreed that I could go to bed. I wanted to sleep in the cage. I knew he would be tired and might have preferred to have his room to himself. He made me a shake and a hot chocolate. He said I needed the sugar. I was awake for a bit. I had asked Master to leave the doors open, so I could hear them. It is very comforting.

This morning I awoke very early. I recalled the events from yesterday, as far as I can remember them. I took the liberty to get into Master's bed after I had been to the bathroom. I made sure not to disturb him. I kind of dozed off again, when I suddenly had his splintered hand in my face! He had turned around and stretched while half asleep. Of course he had no idea I was in the bed. He did not mind me being there. He asked how I felt after yesterday. I thanked him for organising it. We talked a little, then he wanted to sleep some more. I made a start cleaning the playroom. Some parts I still cannot recall. I just know it was very intense. Apparently it should be on camera, as we have cctv. I am not sure if I even want to see it. I got dressed and prepared breakfast on our little table by the window. We enjoy watching the birds, so I took some bird food out. It has been very icy lately, and the lake is frozen, at least around the shore. I went to have a look, the sun was shining on the pier. I got lost in the fresh air, the birds singing, the light wind brushing my face whilst having the sun warm me. I did not hear Master at first, he stood at the end of the pier calling me. He said he had rescued us from having nothing to eat; I had put something into the oven to bake and totally forgotten about it. He told me off for it, but he was not angry. He instructed me to stand in front of the oven to warm up my hands and face. It must be such a strain for him sometimes, to deal with my

odd behaviour. Like last Sunday, when I had that meltdown at the Centre. After I had run out, he took a while to join me. He reluctantly explained later that the parents had made some comments about people without kids not being accepting, and kids will pay their pension and be their carers in old age. He went over to them and explained that people should not jump to conclusions, that I had problems in social situations and can easily get anxious. It shut the person up. He did not wait for an apology. For me it does not build up, it just hits me. One moment I am ok, then I kind of explode. Or I do not. I internalise it. It was Erik who taught me to remove myself from the situation and take some time out. He had learned it through long battles with his siblings. Once it backfired, in SR. I was cooking dinner, Robert was out in the garage, Erik and Barbara at work. Suddenly I felt overwhelmed and decided to take some time in the basement. The dinner burnt, we had to throw the pots out. Robert said he came in just in time before something caught fire. He was exaggerating. He was furious. They had to go out for dinner. I had to sit in the truck. It was winter, so I was cold. Marjorie was allowed to take me my shake, and she sneaked me a tea. When we came back I got punished. It was the worst I ever got. Erik was not happy with me. Anyway, back to today:

It was nice watching Master finish making breakfast, make coffee, cook my porridge. I made a comment, kind of apologising for him to have to fetch me in this morning. He said it is ok, he has learned to deal with it. He wanted to know why I had been outside. Isn't it obvious? It was a lovely morning! We are at the lake! He told me he is thinking about moving to the house permanently and get a long term tenant. How did I feel about it? It was a bit sudden, I was not sure. I like both places. Anyway, in the end it is his decision. As slave I am happy where he is. And as me.

We tidied up together. Master wanted to go back to the flat as he has the meeting at the University tomorrow. I was making his bed when I fainted. Master took it in his stride. We think it was caused as I had not eaten much the day before. He was nervous underneath. I was not out for long, only a few seconds. I kind of saw myself going down. After a short rest we finished packing up and I even drove home.

Master called Per on his holiday to get permission to fetch a blood sugar testing kit, which we did.

My levels were a bit low, so Master said I have to eat well today. I had brought some food from the freezer from the house and prepared that. Sven phoned to check on us, that was kind. I thanked him for a great session. I had already thanked him last night, but I wanted to thank him again. He and Master arranged to meet in the evening. They are out now. I think they are back at the bar we went to last Saturday.

After lunch I fell asleep. I must have been asleep for a short period only. Master had coffee ready. I had dreamt of another tattoo. I had woken up suddenly, so I felt a bit groggy. As Master does not like heights, and after the episode this morning, I asked if it was ok for me to get some fresh air on the balcony. Master insisted I put a coat on and stay away from the balustrade. I found it quite funny. He is so manly, a Leather Master even, a no-nonsense kind of guy. But when it comes to heights, he is a chicken. Master also wanted some fresh air so we had a walk. Later I tried to recall the tattoo and draw it, but it never came out quite right. I made us something to eat. The bar serves food, most bars have to, something to do with the selling of alcohol license. We do not have to offer food, as we are a members club. Master has been gone quite some time, I am off to bed.