We knew the day would eventually come, and Sunday came. It was the day I had to go home, and I was not looking forward to it. Master and I woke up to our usual morning petting, but I decided to pull out a little something from my suitcase before I had to leave. I transformed Him into a mannequin while I got ready. I went into my suitcase and pulled out my black metallic Domme dress that He likes and put it on. I happened to find the flogger from the night before and I figured since I got hit with one for the first time, I might as well try using it for the first time as well.
I went back into the bedroom, and He was perfectly still- in the same place I left Him. He was such a good pet for me I didn't want to completely punish Him. I started to stroke His cock while lightly brushing the flogger on His stomach, but then I gave Him a nice hit. I'd go back and forth between stroking Him then striking Him, as well as saying my trigger word to make Him orgasm as I hit Him. I got to do some more breath play on Him, to the point to where He had to break out of mannequin to try to breathe. Once I had my fun, He was back in charge and had me ride Him. When we were out of breath and worn out, He put me under His trance while I was still on top of Him. He reminded me He could make me stay if He wanted to, but it was time for me to go home and tell my wonderful stories from the weekend (from both the kink and vanilla perspective).
It was difficult to bring myself to get dressed and get in the car to go to the airport. I wasn't ready to go home: California is so beautiful, it's my type of crowd, and most of all I wanted to stay as a doll and serve my Master. But He reminded me there are things I must do back home before I move anywhere, such as school and a few more months at my current place of employment (which I knew, but still didn't want to remember).
But I know I'll be back out there before we know it.
-DS <3
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