I had to go on a business trip. I was going to be gone for a week. I was worried that I would feel too “off leash”, being so far away from my normal things and my normal routine.
No being chained to the bed next to Him at night. No traditional Greeting Rituals. No kneeling on the floor next to him as we eat.
So we devised a plan to help keep me focused. To give me a sense of security. Of still being where I belong.
Here I am. Lotioned and scented in the way He prefers. Waiting for my Master to call.
The webcam is on. I don’t know if He is watching me or not. I keep my posture perfect, just in case. The phone will ring eventually.
We will catch up on our days. He’ll give me my assignments for the night. Maybe he’ll let me listen for a while to Him being serviced by His other girl. If I’m lucky, I might even get to hear her make Him groan as He cums down her throat.
I can’t wait to be back home with my Family.
These ropes I will wear all night are better than nothing, although still not what I’m used to. I will feel held and controlled. He made me practice putting them on the right way, over and over again, before I left. There is no doubt that while the ropes were put on by my hands, they were His doing.
My pussy will be so sore by Friday. I don’t really mind - it’s comforting to feel the ache as I sit in business meetings. But the flight home will be an endurance test, for sure. I don’t know what He has in store for me in the box I’m not allowed to open until then. He can be so creative at times and he seemed entirely too happy about the box when he slipped it into my bag.
I miss you.
Keep my posture. He knows I’m waiting for him. Any second now, the phone will ring.