Swabbing the Decks (by Scott)

 D/s Journal

Swabbing the Decks

03/28/2019

We've been trying a FLR for a little over 7 months and in that time the experience has been both intensely rewarding and extremely frustrating.

Most of the frustration comes from me pushing Miss Lee to be more dominate more demanding and to dive into the relationship like I have, wanting for her to immerse herself into the lifestyle the way I have, but that just doesn't work. I'm slowly learning to be patient and wait for her come into this way of life at her on pace, on her own terms.

Ok, So with that said, l would like to relate an experience that took place last week. (There have been many fun and sexy D/s scenes over the past months, and I may write about some of those scenes in the future, but for now….) Miss Lee and I were at home alone and we had been cleaning house together all morning. I knew it would be several hours before the kids would return home. All morning I was fantasizing about services Miss Lee could have me perform. But she never said anything. Around noon while I was mopping the floor, I blurted out to Miss Lee,  that she'd had all morning to dominate me in the way I wanted and question if she really cared about me and my feelings.

She stopped what she was doing and glare at me for a second and then with a small but perceptible smile on her beautiful full lips, she said to me in low voice,” go to the bedroom and wait for me.” I just stood there looking back at her with a dopey look on my  face. She said in a slightly louder voice,”Now.” Yes ma'am. I replied.

When she entered the bedroom I was standing by our large four posted bed. There was an office chair next to me the chair was a standard pneumatic black leather chair with six caster's it would raise up and down tilt back and roll on the floor.(I had brought the chair into our bedroom the previous night for Miss Lee to sit on while I gave her a complete pedicure footbath, nails, massage…) I was wearing tennis shoes, white crew socks, old blue jeans, Duluth no pinch underwear.. Funny, and a long sleeve black t-shirt. Miss Lee was wearing a bra and panties a pair of loose fitting athletic shorts and top, and tennis shoes. Miss Lee glanced at me then walked over to our chest of drawers and started removing instruments of torture from the play drawer. With her back to me, see told me to remove my jeans and underwear. While she was rummaging through the play drawer l spied my ED meds on my bedside table. So I took a couple. When she turned around she told me to sit down in the office chair. She placed her flogger, wooden hairbrush, and riding crop on the bed, then walked over to me carrying two sets of leather cuffs. She didn't like the way they worked with this chair so she set them aside and went back to the play drawers, then walked back toward me, smiling carrying a large roll of duct tape. Now this sent a trickle of fear down my spine and straight to my balls. (There's an often told family tale of the time Miss Lee's Grandmother caught her Grandpa drunk and with another woman, she brought him home and with the help of Miss Lee's father put him to bed. Miss Lee's father  then left so that his mother could get ready to go to work, 3rd shift. The next morning Miss Lee's

 father went to check on his dad and found him cursing and crying as he tried to remove duct tape from around his cock and balls. Her dad said his dad balls were swollen and purple and hurt like hell, helping his dad remove the tape was traumatic to say the least)

So with that memory on my mind I was a little apprehensive when she had me grab the arms of the chair. She then taped my forearms to chair over the long sleeves of my t-shirt, next she had me slide my ass forward so that my balls were just hanging over the edge of the front the seat, she then had me bend my legs back under the seat so she could tape my ankles over my socks  to the prongs of the wheelbase on each side. Knowing I was a little scared about the duct tape, she unrolled a small tab and place it on the base of my cock as if she were about to wrap my cock and balls. When she saw the look of concern on my face she just laughed and jerk the tab of tape off taking some hair with it causing some mild discomfort and an increased heart rate.

Before she got started she raised the front of my shirt over my head and behind my neck. Then Miss Lee took the flogger from the bed and let the tentacles rest on my balls as she tweaked my nipples. Slowly she brought the flogger up across my cock over my stomach across my chest and let it rest on my face for a second. Suddenly she started flogging my chest and nipples, moving down across my abdomen, skipping my crotch and working my inner thighs. Before I could catch my breath she bent over and took my entire cock in her mouth. OMG. She stood up and stroked my cock a few times, then began flogging my balls and cock lighty at first building up intensity until my cock was throbbing, the strands of the flogger sometimes stinging my balls and the head of my dick with sharp spikes of pain. My erection waned a little so she dropped the flogger and spit on my cock and stroked it back to its former glory only to grab her hairbrush and started rubbing cock and balls like she was cleaning pots and pans. I have to say I didn't like this too much at the time. So she relented and started using her riding crop to surgically strike my balls and the head of my cock. I'm not sure if she had mercy on me or had become aroused, because she stopped and caressed me until I was fully hard again asking me if I was enjoying myself. I replied, yes please don't stop. I replied. But she did stop,she stood up and removed her athletic shorts and panties and climb on me and started riding my dick like it was her on personal toy. She then got off of me and lowered the chair and then backed up to me and inserted my cock into her pussy and started fucking me again. The sight of her gorgeous ass impaled on my cock had me on edge. I told her I was about to cum. She told me not to cum yet. She fucked a little longer before she got up, turned around, and took my cock into her mouth and said for me to cum Now! My hands and feet were restrained but my cock was flying and spurting, for what seemed like forever, she then pulled her mouth back and continued to rub the underside of the head my cock while I was frailing around gasping for air, I thought I may pass out. While in this state of mind, she rose up and kissed me letting my own cum dribble into my mouth, then she brought up her cum covered hand that had been stroking my cock up to my face and rubbed my cum into my beard and mustache and stuck all four of her fingers into mouth to lick clean. I was in la la land. I just laid there in a stupor while she grabbed her clothes and went to the bathroom to cleanup and get dressed. She returned removed the duct tape and gave me a hug. Before leaving the bedroom she looked me in the eye and asked, with a knowing smile if I was ready to stop whining and finish cleaning up the kitchen. Of course, I replied with an enthusiastic,” Yes Ma'am.”

Mopping floors never felt so right!