Thursday, January 26, 2012

Australia Day

Today was that most beloved of days... a public holiday. And true to the tradition most people had plans, including one small slave. The rain had stopped long enough to allow some laundry, there was plans to blitz the place, cook dishes for the freezer while it was cool, find homes for things that have made special places on their own... it was a long list. It all depended on two things... the continuing cool weather and Him being asleep in readiness to go to work tonight.

Yeah you can almost see where this is going can't you...

First He arrives home as says I have a treat for you. Now the first thing one did was listen for promising rustling sounds... there weren't any. Next one looked for odd little bulges... odd as in different people... minds up. Seeing nothing of real interest one started to lose any interest at all. Realising He was losing his audience he announced, I'm pulling a sickie so I can spend the day with you.

The next thing to go not according to plan was the weather. Oh it stopped raining... and settled for humidity in the very high 80's. Standing still you sweated... doing things... water just gushed out of every pore. So after doing what had to be done, and rearranging the order of everything else, one retreated to the shower. Of course He got one in there... but to be honest it was worth it to not be in the sauna that is our climate at this time of the year.

So having pressed one into the tiles and forcibly inserted himself into one's arse, all the while asking if one had missed him...
You know in the interest of transparency one did have to say not really. Seems that might not have been the right answer... how are you supposed to work this stuff out... because all that did was make Him renew his endeavours to plumb the depths of one's arse before coming in it with a shuddering orgasm.
He thought he would be helpful and lube up the enema plug, insert it and help clean one out. So after firmly inserting it He turned it on... virtually full bore.

Want to know how to make your slave jump six inches? Do that...

So after brunch we settled in to move as little as possible. Oh one pottered around and got things done... they just weren't all the things one had planned...
Such is life... no one has ever gone to their deathbed wishing they had done more house work J

1 comment:

Ms D said...

"He thought he would be helpful and lube up the enema plug, insert it and help clean one out. So after firmly inserting it He turned it on... virtually full bore.

Want to know how to make your slave jump six inches? Do that..."

Lmfao! Thanks, honey. That just improved my day ne end.:-D