Naughty Bits

This morning i emailed Mistress from work to tell Her how much i had enjoyed getting some makeup on again last night. She said She had got me some new cleanser and eye makeup remover so i could wear it every night.

I asked Her if She would be so kind as to put my naughty bits in Her mouth tonight.

I finished work quite early and was able to take Mistress to work. On the way She played with my cockette, and giggled when it started to grow, telling me to put it back in my pants. She told me if i wanted my naughty bits in Her mouth tonight i was to make sure they were shaved supersmooth.Yummy. She never mentioned the cage.

Now She is at work and i have to be horny for hours, so best thing is to get bathed, shaved and in chastity.

Horny

Mistress made me sleep in my cage last night. Not that i was too concerned. She gave me a pill before bedtime. She let me have nice lie in this morning and even allowed me out of my cage to have a bath and a shave. She even insisted i was smooth. She never usually insists, just expects. I guess She just wanted me out of the way for a bit.

Now it's lunchtime and i have been chatting on yahoo. All clean and smooth and perfumed. in white see through top and white panties. a flared denim skirt and tan holdups with my silver shoes. The suns is shining so i will put some shorts on now and see if it's worth being out in the garden.

Oh yes. I feel incredibly horny this morning too. And very submissive and sort of electric.

My idiot male brain

I lost my temper with Mistress.
In bed.
I was horny.
I tried to fumble and poke at Her like some adolescent spotty individual given license to grope his girlfriend for the first time. She lay there motionless whilst i got more frustrated at Her clamped thighs and unwelcoming flesh. Finally i gave in and turned over.
Mistress tried to hug me and i swore at Her. I gave Her a diatribe of insults. She left the bedroom.
I stewed in bed. Convinced i was right. Sex was my right. I determined to wear boxers tomorrow.
Sometime during the night She returned to bed.
This morning She awoke me and for the brief hour that we were alone we exchanged pleasantries.
As usual She had put out a vest and white cotton panties. As usual i put them on.
Something made me put the bracelet on too.
At work for about half hour ( i arrive quite early so i can finish early) and the phone rang.
I had been distraught. I was drafting Mistress an email. Letting Her know i was so sorry. Acting brutishly when i should have known so much better. i should have felt inside that i was behaving horribly towards Her. I wanted to tell Her i loved Her and She didn't deserve such treatment, ever.
It was Mistress on the phone. I hadn't answered Her calls on my mobile. Was I still speaking to Her?
I think i might have swooned if i was not sitting. I told Her. Told Her and poured out my heart and She understood. Like She always does. Because Mistress knows best.