What a wakeup

After a night filled with rich carbohydrate food and a couple of drinks... you have to love diet with a free day built into it... one slept well and late. Stirring or rather rolling over and groaning against the reality of morning, one was surprised to find Him still in bed too. Normally He is an early riser... though not usually by natural inclination. Left to His own devices he would be late to bed and later to rise, if only his body clock would cooperate.

He lifted up the covers in an inviting manner... and then physically hauled one small slave over after the silent entreaty was ignored... hey even at that hour one still has some sense of self preservation J

Of course to grab one in that manner meant He had to let go of the covers which meant the doona got between us.

Now this is where things started to go a little wrong and in hindsight one can't help but think it might have been one's own fault...

Laughing one made a break for it...

Only to be scooped up in His arms, ending up face down, held in place by a nipple and his unnaturally long legs wrapped around one's own, while he proceeded to spank a newly exposed arse. And it was a long hard walloping that He delivered... in fact one lost count after about 25 on one cheek alone.

He then proceeded to violate one's intimate spaces while telling one to stop squirming. Now, one has to ask how exactly one is supposed to do that when trapped and desperately needing to pee, with someone is rubbing and squeezing and probing one's personage with long, inquisitive fingers. In fact it was something of a relief when He hauled one up onto the knees and proceeded to deliver a brutal fucking...

All of this was before morning mouse...

The day hasn't gone well since... there is this pervasive feeling of being ruffled... rather like when you rub the cat's fur the wrong way. Not that one would actually do that... whispers we respect the cat.

And you know one would like to say that it ended better, but as you can see from the pics it didn't. Here is one small slave getting ready to spend some quality time in the Njoy 2.0. In fairness one would have to say it was better than last time... the arse has learnt to adjust. But... and it is a big but... it still didn't have a good time nor did it sleep very well with that jammed in it. And as the old joke goes, the arse rules everything. If it has a bad night... so does everything else L