This is how it’s gonna go.
Master is positively vibrating over today and tommorrow’s planned activities with that stupid, awful, hateful bra.
I kept interjecting objections as he laid out the plan but he kept ignoring me.
”So I’ll put it on you when I get home-
“But-
“…today. And it stays on-
“But!-
“…until I get home tomorrow-
“I ca-
“…with no exceptions. Got-
“n’t do it!”
…it, cunt?”
“Yes, Sir, but listen-
“So, if I get home at 5 o’clock today-
“Wait-
“… but I don’t come home until-
“What if I-
“…7 o’clock tomorrow night-
“can’t stand it!”
“…it stays on until I walk in the door.”
“I want a safeword.”
“Your safeword is this: ThankyouMastercanIpleasehavemore.”
Hmmph. Seems like I’m doing a whole lot of *hmmphing* lately. I KNOW I’m being an ungrateful, petulant, pouty little shit. But I also know exactly what that tack bra feels like. My reaction is entirely warranted!
See how I justify myself? *beams*
We did have a discussion about how it’s going to be done, a really real one where he did listen to my concerns. If I were to put it on this morning, and do a typical morning-to-morning 24 hour stint, I didn’t see how I would be able to act normally throughout the evening when the kids are home. Because I’d already be some 7 or 8 hours into wearing it and there is no way I could make it through the impromptu hugs that the kids give me without showing some sign of extreme discomfort. Nor would I be able to sit on the couch with them, watching tv, without grimacing or whining or grumping (because it hurts! Christ on a cracker!). So, he decided that if I don’t put it on until the evening, then I won’t be in that much pain throughout the evening hours. The morning might be a tad difficult but we’re only up for an hour before the kids leave for school. That leaves me home alone all day Friday for the remainder of the 24 hours until he gets home.
More than likely I’ll be wearing it well over 24 hours because I know he’s not going to take it off before bedtime Friday so he’s got a chance to do whatever mean and rotten things he wants to do after the kids go to bed.
So that’s that. The Master plan (pun intended). Forgive me if I pray for a flash flood or a lightening strike to the toy closet between now and 5pm. I wonder if he’d notice if I rearrange the tacks. I could move the ones that I know are the worst (the bottom ones where the tit rests. Yep. Fuckers just dig right in.) and then file down the rest of them…
I’m kidding! (now watch, he’s going to read this, think i DID file them down and sharpen them just in case!)
I’m obsessing. The waiting is sometimes worse than the actual event. Let’s just get on with it and get it over with, you know? I HATE this. Who’s stupid idea was it to make a freakin’ TACK bra anyway??
So okay. 24 hours. One day. Piece of cake. I can do this. *nods*
Imma go find something else to babble about. I need the distraction. Oy.
~cunt
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Thursday January 17th, 2008 9:10am
Do the MeMe I tagged you with. :)
I wish I could. Memes aren’t allowed though. :(
Awwwwwwww man Cmon Masterly Type Person! This is a FUN meme!! PUHLEASE :)
ROFL I am sqeezing my thighs just thinking about it so I can only imagine how wet you are. Though it does make it look like you are not with all the whining.>weg< I find that being made to always makes it that much more exciting don’t you. Try not to build it up to much in your head you will make it through with flying colors. O and I am with everyone else, hourly pictures would be nice so i dont go off and get the idea i want to try it. I am as bad as you with my mouth saying crazy things i dont really mean outside of the moment. Have fun!
Kat
I am a whiner. First class all the way baby! ;)
Chocolate… I recommend lots of chocolate.
I agree. Chocolate it is. :D
Good luck! I’ll be thinking of you. And I agree with Mara–chocolate is your friend.
Thanks. :-)
Ok, but at least he won’t be home to make sure they are smashed, punched and pummeled with it on, like you mentioned you might like to have happen in your previous masturbation post. Think of it that way… technically you got off easy. It’s just you and the bra. Be gentle with yourself and it won’t be as bad as it could be. HA!
True. BUT.. He’ll be just getting home when it’s at it’s very worst and THEN he’ll be doing the whole smooshing thing. But I do plan on being as gentle on myself as possible before HE gets his paws on them. ;)
Ha, that safeword is evil.
He’s kinda amusing, though ;)
Good luck.
Oh he’s a regular comedian. ;-)
You mean not all Master’s are comedians? Could have fooled me.. (Evil… sadistic…. comedians…with an audience of one.) But.. its why I love mine. :-)
I wish you the best of luck you little masochist
I’d pull out the glass dildo if I were you. If I recall that made you want to “rip your tits up.”