MORNING LIGHT
I woke to sunlight slanting across my eyelids and the unfamiliar feel of another
body against mine. For one horrifying second I thought that I had gone to a
bar. Gotten drunk and made a ghastly mistake. The truth came to me after a
moment. `Thank God, I was only in a house of S/M. Although why that thought
should comfort me, I had no idea. I don't really do mornings. I much prefer
the sweet velvet darkness, closer to the dusk than any type of sunlight. It's
well, too bright during the day. The night seems to hide a plethora of sins
that are too easily seen during open daylight. I did know one thing about this
fine morning and that was that my bladder was full. I had to use the ladies in
the worst way. I was also bound to the bed and didn't dare to release myself.
I tried to keep myself distracted by going over work in my head, but that was no
good.
Work really had no place here and I couldn't concentrate because of the
discomfort. All I kept seeing was Bob, trying to divine what I had meant on
Friday. That irritated me. Why was it that a complete idiot like Bob, had
managed to get the job as department head. When I, more qualified, had been
passed up? He must have gotten the big boss laid or something. I really
dislike the Bastard. Arrogant, ignorant and a business backstabber with a ton
of friends. Enough of that subject.
I felt Adam stir and prayed that I had not been the one to wake him. I wished
that I could get up, wash my teeth, but that was for him to decide. I tried to
be still. It was very hard. My arms were sore from the bindings and my legs
ached from the beating they had gotten. Other than these minor aches and pains,
not really much more than a usual morning, I did feel pretty good. I stretched
and felt Adam putting his hand on my hip to still me.
"Lay still." He commanded. I did try to obey, but I couldn't stop a certain
amount of random actions to deal with the expanded state of my urinary tract.
He pulled me hard against him and I almost lost control because he had his hand
on my abdomen. I drew a sharp breath between my teeth as I fought my body for
control. He woke up enough to realize that I was in a truly natural, delicate
state. He sat up and I awaited his judgment. "That bad, huh?"
"Sorry, Adam." I grinned sheepishly. He undid the binding and sat me up.
Pointing me in the direction of his private bathroom. I followed it, relieving
myself quickly, gratefully. Resisting the urge to use his mouthwash, because my
mouth felt like glue, just taking a quick sip of water from the faucet.
He went in after me, closing the door. I waited on my knees by the bed. One of
the rules was: It is disrespectful to be in the Master/Mistress's bed, unless
you are tied to it, or he/she is in it. Adam came out several moments later.
Sitting naked on the edge of the bed before me.
"Put your hands on my thighs." Compliance. His organ getting stiff before my
downcast eyes. "Lick my balls and suck on my penis until I cum in your mouth."
I bent my head and did as he asked of me. Letting him hold my head as he shot
his release deeply into my throat so I could swallow it all. Cleaning him up
with my tongue afterwards. What a lovely way to start the day.
I fought a low level arousal, but knew that I would not get to orgasm until
after dark. Another rule was that the daylight hours were for training in tasks
and skills. No form of sexual release was allowed during the daytime for me.
Adam sent me down the hallway three doors to Jon and Traci's room. I was
afraid, but remembered to go in on my knees. Bully for me.
