I'm still here. Still being used deliciously by Mistress Laura.

Hello everyone. It's been forever since I've posted. I have no excuse other than being busy with life and new assignments at work. Today was an off day from work for me, and Mistress Laura has been using me all day.

Her playing with me really started last night, when after dinner, she had me shave myself all over real smooth, apply Nair to my ass to get rid of all that hair, too, and get ready for her by inserting the large butt-plug that we have been playing with for a while, then put on the cute red leather collar and come sit at her feet while we watched television.

I didn't really pay much attention to what we were watching, since she had me give her foot rubs or kiss her feet, or get her a drink practically every fifteen minutes or so. As you can imagine, I got more and more turned on every time she told me to go do something for her.

By the end of the evening, before heading to bed, she had me kiss and lick her feet, lying on the carpet on my back, with her sitting on the couch, just to see how much of a hardon I would get. She was especially enjoying pushing the bottom of her foot onto my face and telling me that “I was lucky to be allowed to kiss her feet.”

After a while of that, she told me to stop and show her my hardon.

“Wow. You are so hard, it's almost purple. Does it hurt, baby?” she laughed, and then told me to go and kneel in the bedroom. I went and knelt, my very hard cock throbbing.

When she got to the bedroom, she told me that teasing me has gotten her very wet and that I was going to take care of giving her an orgasm, but that I would not be granted a release.

“Yes, Ma'am,” I said as I climbed on the bed and put my lips on her hairy pussy. All my attention was on giving her pleasure, every breath and every lick brought more of her scent into my awareness, and whatever amount of self control and reason I had left me. I was licking and moaning with the pleasure of giving her pleasure, as she moaned and pulled and pushed me and told me exactly what she needed (“Slower, boy... Good... Lower... Oh that is so good, my boy...”) and soon she was bucking and I was feeling her pussy spasm around the two fingers I had inside her.

“Good boy. Now kiss my feet, go brush your teeth, then come back and kneel at the foot of the bed.”

“Thank you, Mistress,” I said, as I kissed her feet.

A few minutes later, I am kneeling at the foot of the bed.

“Slaveboy, I want the whole bed to myself tonight, so you'll get the sleeping bag and sleep at the foot of the bed, on the floor,” she started to tell me. As I understood her words, my stomach did a flip (I don't know how else to describe the experience) and my cock once again became very erect.

“You have the day off tomorrow, which really means I have you all to myself tomorrow. Set your alarm for 7AM. You'll start the day by giving me a gentle footrub to wake me up, then I might have you lick me again, and then I'm going to have you do a few things that need to be done, starting with running the vacuum through the whole house. You might get lucky this weekend and I might let you come for me.”

About half an hour later, she was sleeping in her large king sized bed, in her cozy pajamas, and I was naked, in a sleeping bag, sleeping at the foot of the bed. I was simultaneously missing her and very happy to be put in my place, literally and figuratively. I don't know if that makes any sense to any of you, but that is how I felt.

This morning, I got to give Mistress Laura a footrub, another orgasm, and have been cleaning the house and cooking, all under her direction. I feel very happy and horny.

She has hinted that if I am good, at the end of the weekend, she might allow me to masturbate while kissing her feet. I hope that happens, but meanwhile, I am frustrated and happy and horny and content, all at the same time, as contradictory as that might seem.

I'll write more about this weekend later, as it develops.