Today I wish I had more ……
Tone in my breasts. But I am a menopausal woman who is approaching 55 years of age. When I touch myself these days the flesh beneath my fingers feels soft and spongy rather than firm. This change is more noticeable when I am lying on my back, when the force of gravity causes them to fall away to the sides. The skin, once smooth and free of blemishes is puckered and if you look closely there are stretch marks. Signs of a time when I carried more weight and also the time when I was breastfeeding and my breasts swelled with milk.
But, all is not lost. They are a decent size and when I stand they retain sufficient tone that they are yet to droop down to my waist. Master loves to hold them in his hands, to pull and suck my nipples and he adores the piercings. We both love the piercings, the very first thing we did as a sign of my submission and his ownership of me and my body. When I wear a supportive, but well cut bra I know that I still look like a woman with a good pair of tits, or jugs as he often calls them.
My breasts may have lost tone, and they may be soft and squidgy rather than firm to the touch, but they are still a reasonable asset. Even if I had the money, I don’t think I would seek to change them, to enhance them, pretend I was 20 years younger. They are part of who I am.
One of the nicest parts of a day (or night) with Sir is the ability to prolong the effect by discussing the events online. Last night we spent some time doing just that; exploring how each of us felt when we were doing different things and replaying our reactions to those feelings. This is one of the ways that this relationship is very different to any other i have had before, another is the extent to which Sir examines my expressions as he applies different stimuli to me. He is also open to discussing the effect that then has on him, and the pleasure that gives him.
One of the main things we talked about last night was the relationship between what he does to my nipples and the effect that has on my clitoris and pussy. He told me he loves to watch the expression on my face as first prepared my nipples for the clamps, then applied them. He is not really into giving pain, but is loving the wonderful effect just the right amount of pain has on me and my submission. As i become more aroused i spread my legs that bit wider, i am just that bit more his submissive slut and that for him is the biggest turn on. This was most evident for me when he tied me to the tree. i was then unable to move my hands or arms, but as he applied more stimulation to my nipples i was inclined to open my legs wider for him as i felt the orgasm begin to build inside me. This morning i have found this article which confirms what i have always believed about the link between a woman’s nipples and her genital organs.
One of the other things we discussed (again) was how i am progressing in my ability to take his cock in my mouth. I think he is pleased with my progress because he was able to get pretty deep without me gagging which is real progress. We talked about maybe another day and another tree, where he might tie me in a good sub position where i am at the correct level to take him so that he can perhaps complete this area of my training. I am definitely up for this.
Of course the other big thing we discussed was the disused picnic table. The fact that it put me at just the right height for Sir. The fact that i needed to lie right at the edge (though he was impressed that i thought his cock was longer than it is). The fact that for the first time i was able to lie on my back for anal; a first time for me and actually the best position so far. I think from Sir’s comments it was pretty good for him too!
We talked about meeting at this place again – Sir lives 2 hours away in good traffic and currently doesn’t have a car – during the summer. I like this idea very much!