Meeting 7 w/Sir K (2024-Oct06)
I had to make sure that my new toys were in the bag for my meeting with Sir K. They had already been prepared a week ago. My cervix is begging for mercy right now, or should I say relief? It’s just because of being stroked and for no other reason.
On the Floor
I met Sir K at the usual location in order to follow him to another location and then get into his truck along with my play bag for transport to the final location. When getting into his truck I had to lie on the floor. I work at not having to ever see or touch a belt and he had his thick duty belt laying right there. I was uncomfortable with it there, but he said that I could move it. I accused him of laying traps. It’s not that I mind, and it does happen to be both shocking and amusing. I’m not sure why he wants this in my head, but I moved it. I tried to get into the usual position but couldn’t remember it. He started driving to the final location. When he reached for my butt I moved into a better position. When he felt for my pussy, I was able to discover the right position. It’s cramped, it’s not an easy position to get into, but it’s worth it. It’s not that I feel the need to be touched, but I crave his touch. It’s crazy, because of how much I really hate to be touched. I have the thought that his touch is always good. Anywhere that he wants to touch is okay. I’m hesitant to say that, because I wonder if that’s true. His touch got me into the right position and open for him. I’d tried to get into that position on my own, but couldn’t. Maybe it can only happen as a response to him. He asked if I was alright as always and maybe he understands that it’s a tight space. Well, my hips can barely fit, but I am always okay. The position is to squeeze past the center console and have my entire body in a kneeling position, low to the floor, and entirely behind the passenger seat. It seems impossible, but I’m only 5 feet tall and don’t have a large body, so I can squeeze into most tight spaces.
At Location
When we arrived to the location he helped me out of his truck. I’d been instructed to close my eyes and I missed being blindfolded. I’d rather have a better blindfold than what he’d been using, maybe something nice that’s designed to be a blindfold. He helped me up into a building, because there weren’t any stairs other than a step he’d previously told me that he created. Even with that, it was too high for someone of my height and no training in gymnastics or anything else.
Kneeling
I’d been instructed to set my things down and kneel, because that’s a new protocol he told me about in advance. It was supposed to involve asking how I may serve him, but I didn’t like that idea. I’m often nonverbal when with him, so I didn’t think that would be possible and also I thought that I’d never do that. However, I realize that I have a tendency to go into a submissive state and so it might be possible. He’d said that I’d say it if he was touching that spot. I’m sure that’s true. Somehow he’s figured out that I’ll say anything he wants if he’s touching there. There are actually 2 spots in close proximity and they cause different reactions, so it should be easy to tell the difference. I was wearing my sweater dress, which Sir K was fine with me keeping on. He said to take his shorts down. I was a bit worried, because I thought that his cock might spring out and hit me in the face. It didn’t hit me, but it was pretty close. He took my glasses off, but I’m not sure why. I was sucking his cock, but my knees became uncomfortable on the rough floor texture and I needed to get higher up. I don’t know why that was better but it was. He moved to the bench to sit down so that I’d be more comfortable.
Fingered
He’d had me lie down on the bench and open my legs. I sucked his cock and massaged his balls. My body would jerk when he’d smack my clit, but I tried to focus on sucking him. He started fingering me deeply. I didn’t have any reaction initially. Maybe it was due to not having the usual communication I’d had with him prior to previous visits, which allowed more mental preparation. Still, I don’t need any foreplay and adapt quickly. He still would smack my clit and return to fingering me deeply. He was asking if that’s the spot repeatedly, but I really don’t know. If a response happens, then it might be. When he’d stroke deeply I could experience a reaction that will never end for as long as the stroking stimulation is happening. I’d been… I guess moaning, I’m not sure how to describe it. I’d been stopped from sucking him and he helped me up. He sat down again and I was kneeling to suck him.
Dildo toy
He wanted me to go and get one of my new toys. I didn’t really want to. I’m not that interested in toys. I know that people might wonder why I buy them. Well, it’s because I think that my Sir might be amused. It’s really not because I think that I’d enjoy it. Also, I was NEVER planning to tell him that I acquired any new toys, because that would not be something I’d volunteer to experience. I was guessing that he might figure it out eventually, it’s not like I’m required to tell him. I asked him which one and he said the glass one. It’s about an inch thick and 5 inches long. He wanted me to sit on it, but I opted not to do that and he didn’t order me to. Maybe he just wants a willing slut rather than a submissive, I might think that due to a lack of firm instructions. I wouldn’t ever want to sit on a toy, because I don’t trust myself to not inflict serious harm. (Hitting the cervix isn’t harmful, but I tend to end up in the hospital when I do things to myself. I could cause myself serious abdominal cramps from vaginal penetration or serious intestinal cramps from anal penetration, and I’m just too much). He said to bend over and place my hands on a chair. He penetrated me with it and was thrusting it in and hitting my cervix. It’s not painful with his finger, but anything else, it is. The pain was seemingly horrible. I was tensing up and since I was still on my feet I’d gained some height due to being on my tiptoes. He coaxed me down to lay my feet flat on the floor. Then he resumed thrusting the toy. I was supposed to have my legs spread, but instead of rising up again I was closing them in response to pain. It felt good when he didn’t hit my cervix so hard. He coaxed me into spreading my legs again, but then I was twisting my body due to the pain and he asked if it was too much, I said that it was. It was horrible, but that’s the good pqin. It’s also a pain that I’d been training myself to endure in the past, I’ve obviously not succeeded.
Spanking
Then Sir K instructed me to get the harness toy with the double penetration, vibrating dildos. I’ve never liked vibrating toys, but I thought maybe a Sir might have some use for the toy… as long as he didn’t expect me to enjoy it. He spanked me while I was taking the toy out, because he wanted me to do it faster. Every spanking is always at the same harsh intensity and he’d struck me over 10 times, so I almost used a safe word. He stopped when I had it out. He went outside for a few minutes. While he was gone I’d put both vibrating dildos in standby mode and stood them up. And then I kneeled with my head down and waited for his return. He said, “Good girl” when he returned and then he wanted me to get the harness for the dildos.
Harness Toy
I protested doing the dual penetration as he’d instructed. He then said that I could choose which one to use, but then he said that he wanted me to try wearing both. I assembled both into the harness, he put lube on the rear one, and then I inserted them. then he used the remote to cause them to vibrate. I couldn’t get both of them all the way in. It seemed like the harness locations were too close together, but I realized the possibility that I might be wearing it wrong. I didn’t want to correct the issue, though. Both were vibrating and I was not impressed. The pain of the glass dildo had been better. He said that I could take it off and they appeared to be clean other than one being wet with juices and the other with lube. I separated everything and put it away.
Break
Sir K offered the drink and candy that he’d left on the bench for me. I was expected to get it myself. I shouldn’t have accepted it, because firstly, he didn’t hand it to me and secondly, after his disappearance for 5 consecutive days I was working on not needing anything. Maybe he doesn’t want to communicate with a sub or have one that needs anything, or worst of all.. maybe he doesn’t even me at all. He’d gotten me some “cow tales” that I’d just told him about over the phone today, that is some of my favorite candy. I’d eaten a full one and drank some of the Orange Gatorade.
Milk and a Donut
I’d kneeled in front of Sir and sucked him again. He’d said that he’d had something for me, but I didn’t pay attention to whatever it was. I would stroke him by loosening my grip on a downward stroke and tightening on an upward stroke toward my mouth which was sucking him. He came in my mouth and decided to tell me about the.. he said to get the donut, which I knew nothing about. But I quickly pulled out the Boston Cream donut so that he could cum on it. I didn’t bother me at all, but when he continued to cum on it… I didn’t want to eat a wet donut. He let me set that aside. It’s not that I wouldn’t eat it, I was just in shock about the amount of cum with the 2nd time. I was then instructed to clean his cock. I must have done that wrong, because he pulled away. It’s difficult to remember how to do things with him when I’d not had communication with him. It’s like studying for a test everyday for awhile and then not studying at all for the entire week before the test, but doing a brief review right before the test after forgetting almost everything. I will never be a good sub for him if I can’t communicate with him.
On the Floor
I met Sir K at the usual location in order to follow him to another location and then get into his truck along with my play bag for transport to the final location. When getting into his truck I had to lie on the floor. I work at not having to ever see or touch a belt and he had his thick duty belt laying right there. I was uncomfortable with it there, but he said that I could move it. I accused him of laying traps. It’s not that I mind, and it does happen to be both shocking and amusing. I’m not sure why he wants this in my head, but I moved it. I tried to get into the usual position but couldn’t remember it. He started driving to the final location. When he reached for my butt I moved into a better position. When he felt for my pussy, I was able to discover the right position. It’s cramped, it’s not an easy position to get into, but it’s worth it. It’s not that I feel the need to be touched, but I crave his touch. It’s crazy, because of how much I really hate to be touched. I have the thought that his touch is always good. Anywhere that he wants to touch is okay. I’m hesitant to say that, because I wonder if that’s true. His touch got me into the right position and open for him. I’d tried to get into that position on my own, but couldn’t. Maybe it can only happen as a response to him. He asked if I was alright as always and maybe he understands that it’s a tight space. Well, my hips can barely fit, but I am always okay. The position is to squeeze past the center console and have my entire body in a kneeling position, low to the floor, and entirely behind the passenger seat. It seems impossible, but I’m only 5 feet tall and don’t have a large body, so I can squeeze into most tight spaces.
At Location
When we arrived to the location he helped me out of his truck. I’d been instructed to close my eyes and I missed being blindfolded. I’d rather have a better blindfold than what he’d been using, maybe something nice that’s designed to be a blindfold. He helped me up into a building, because there weren’t any stairs other than a step he’d previously told me that he created. Even with that, it was too high for someone of my height and no training in gymnastics or anything else.
Kneeling
I’d been instructed to set my things down and kneel, because that’s a new protocol he told me about in advance. It was supposed to involve asking how I may serve him, but I didn’t like that idea. I’m often nonverbal when with him, so I didn’t think that would be possible and also I thought that I’d never do that. However, I realize that I have a tendency to go into a submissive state and so it might be possible. He’d said that I’d say it if he was touching that spot. I’m sure that’s true. Somehow he’s figured out that I’ll say anything he wants if he’s touching there. There are actually 2 spots in close proximity and they cause different reactions, so it should be easy to tell the difference. I was wearing my sweater dress, which Sir K was fine with me keeping on. He said to take his shorts down. I was a bit worried, because I thought that his cock might spring out and hit me in the face. It didn’t hit me, but it was pretty close. He took my glasses off, but I’m not sure why. I was sucking his cock, but my knees became uncomfortable on the rough floor texture and I needed to get higher up. I don’t know why that was better but it was. He moved to the bench to sit down so that I’d be more comfortable.
Fingered
He’d had me lie down on the bench and open my legs. I sucked his cock and massaged his balls. My body would jerk when he’d smack my clit, but I tried to focus on sucking him. He started fingering me deeply. I didn’t have any reaction initially. Maybe it was due to not having the usual communication I’d had with him prior to previous visits, which allowed more mental preparation. Still, I don’t need any foreplay and adapt quickly. He still would smack my clit and return to fingering me deeply. He was asking if that’s the spot repeatedly, but I really don’t know. If a response happens, then it might be. When he’d stroke deeply I could experience a reaction that will never end for as long as the stroking stimulation is happening. I’d been… I guess moaning, I’m not sure how to describe it. I’d been stopped from sucking him and he helped me up. He sat down again and I was kneeling to suck him.
Dildo toy
He wanted me to go and get one of my new toys. I didn’t really want to. I’m not that interested in toys. I know that people might wonder why I buy them. Well, it’s because I think that my Sir might be amused. It’s really not because I think that I’d enjoy it. Also, I was NEVER planning to tell him that I acquired any new toys, because that would not be something I’d volunteer to experience. I was guessing that he might figure it out eventually, it’s not like I’m required to tell him. I asked him which one and he said the glass one. It’s about an inch thick and 5 inches long. He wanted me to sit on it, but I opted not to do that and he didn’t order me to. Maybe he just wants a willing slut rather than a submissive, I might think that due to a lack of firm instructions. I wouldn’t ever want to sit on a toy, because I don’t trust myself to not inflict serious harm. (Hitting the cervix isn’t harmful, but I tend to end up in the hospital when I do things to myself. I could cause myself serious abdominal cramps from vaginal penetration or serious intestinal cramps from anal penetration, and I’m just too much). He said to bend over and place my hands on a chair. He penetrated me with it and was thrusting it in and hitting my cervix. It’s not painful with his finger, but anything else, it is. The pain was seemingly horrible. I was tensing up and since I was still on my feet I’d gained some height due to being on my tiptoes. He coaxed me down to lay my feet flat on the floor. Then he resumed thrusting the toy. I was supposed to have my legs spread, but instead of rising up again I was closing them in response to pain. It felt good when he didn’t hit my cervix so hard. He coaxed me into spreading my legs again, but then I was twisting my body due to the pain and he asked if it was too much, I said that it was. It was horrible, but that’s the good pqin. It’s also a pain that I’d been training myself to endure in the past, I’ve obviously not succeeded.
Spanking
Then Sir K instructed me to get the harness toy with the double penetration, vibrating dildos. I’ve never liked vibrating toys, but I thought maybe a Sir might have some use for the toy… as long as he didn’t expect me to enjoy it. He spanked me while I was taking the toy out, because he wanted me to do it faster. Every spanking is always at the same harsh intensity and he’d struck me over 10 times, so I almost used a safe word. He stopped when I had it out. He went outside for a few minutes. While he was gone I’d put both vibrating dildos in standby mode and stood them up. And then I kneeled with my head down and waited for his return. He said, “Good girl” when he returned and then he wanted me to get the harness for the dildos.
Harness Toy
I protested doing the dual penetration as he’d instructed. He then said that I could choose which one to use, but then he said that he wanted me to try wearing both. I assembled both into the harness, he put lube on the rear one, and then I inserted them. then he used the remote to cause them to vibrate. I couldn’t get both of them all the way in. It seemed like the harness locations were too close together, but I realized the possibility that I might be wearing it wrong. I didn’t want to correct the issue, though. Both were vibrating and I was not impressed. The pain of the glass dildo had been better. He said that I could take it off and they appeared to be clean other than one being wet with juices and the other with lube. I separated everything and put it away.
Break
Sir K offered the drink and candy that he’d left on the bench for me. I was expected to get it myself. I shouldn’t have accepted it, because firstly, he didn’t hand it to me and secondly, after his disappearance for 5 consecutive days I was working on not needing anything. Maybe he doesn’t want to communicate with a sub or have one that needs anything, or worst of all.. maybe he doesn’t even me at all. He’d gotten me some “cow tales” that I’d just told him about over the phone today, that is some of my favorite candy. I’d eaten a full one and drank some of the Orange Gatorade.
Milk and a Donut
I’d kneeled in front of Sir and sucked him again. He’d said that he’d had something for me, but I didn’t pay attention to whatever it was. I would stroke him by loosening my grip on a downward stroke and tightening on an upward stroke toward my mouth which was sucking him. He came in my mouth and decided to tell me about the.. he said to get the donut, which I knew nothing about. But I quickly pulled out the Boston Cream donut so that he could cum on it. I didn’t bother me at all, but when he continued to cum on it… I didn’t want to eat a wet donut. He let me set that aside. It’s not that I wouldn’t eat it, I was just in shock about the amount of cum with the 2nd time. I was then instructed to clean his cock. I must have done that wrong, because he pulled away. It’s difficult to remember how to do things with him when I’d not had communication with him. It’s like studying for a test everyday for awhile and then not studying at all for the entire week before the test, but doing a brief review right before the test after forgetting almost everything. I will never be a good sub for him if I can’t communicate with him.
