Valentine's Celebration

So about a week ago I came home from work and the house was clean, a bouquet of different variety of daisies were arranged in a crystal vase we received as an engagement gift, which sat atop of the dining room table.  Candles light set a romantic ambiance, as smells of supper filled the air.  A pink envelope that is leaning against the vase.   I read the sweet, words of a pre-Valentine Day card.  Master then told me to get out of my business suit and into something more comfortable; something that would be pleasing to him. 

Excitement and anticipation filled my thoughts as I selected a short, black, lacy teddy with a short, black satin robe.  I return to the kitchen and Master has me spin around to show my outfit to him,  he is pleased and asks me to sit.  He dishes out what he will allow me to eat and places it in front of me.  He then dishes out his own meal.  The long flowing sleeves of the robe are too much to eat in so he asks me to remove it.  Once I do he takes his first bite of his meal, my signal that I too can eat.  He is a wonderful cook. 

After dinner, he lead me to the bedroom, where he made sweet, passionate, love to me, then he fucked me good and hard.  As we basked in the afterglow of great orgasms, he props himself up on his side and says, "well we should get dressed".  "Dressed?" I ask, "What shall I wear?  Do I need a bra?"  "So many questions.  Dress comfortable.  Yes you need a bra and while your at it grab both of our swimsuits"  he replies.  He waits at the door holding three towels.  One himself and two for me, I like to wrap my hair up in a separate towel.  He knows his girl well. 

We spend the evening down at the public pool, swimming laps, then relaxing in the hot tub.  Some may see all he did as him not being very Dominant, I saw everything as acts of love from a man who knows how to take care of his girl.  How very blessed I am to have such a thoughtful man.  He tells me that we will be celebrating Valentine's Day on Saturday.  We are too meet up with some friends and he tells me that he will make our arrangements with them.  In everyday life I do not wear a collar and I change my necklaces and other jewelry depending on my outfit.  So Master tells me that he would like me to at some point in time before the weekend go to the mall and select sometime that will be a suitable collar.  "Costume or diamonds?" I inquire.  "You decide" he replies.  In the back of my head I can't see spending alot of money on something I will seldom wear, so something from Clairs will be perfect.  I select three different styles and can't make a decision so I buy all three, knowing Master will be able to decide what he likes best then the rest can go back.  Content with my purchases, I get ready to leave the mall.  The doors in which I came in by are of course right next to the jewelry store, so as men are crowding the counters looking for Valentine gifts for their sweet hearts I peak through them looking to see if there is anything appropriate.  Then I spot it; a small white gold, pad lock shaped pendant encrusted in small diamonds.  It would go perfectly with the white gold chain Master bought me awhile back I rationalize.  Of course I can't argue with my own logic so I end up buying it as well, knowing full well that if he doesn't like it, it can always go back.  After work that evening, he has me model each piece.  He selects one from Claires; the others are to go back and he lets me keep the diamonds as well. 

The Saturday before Valentine's Day we prepared breakfast together, then I gave him my Valentine's gift to him; a card and a nice shirt.  Then we sorted through our plethora of toys, rope and restraints.  We laid everything out on the livingroom floor, as porn played on the tv.  Sitting amongst all the toys at his feet, brought back alot of memories, many of these items had not been used in a very long time.  He kept me naked for most of the day, as he used me at his will.  My breasts were bound at one point, so perky and firm, I loved the feeling of the tightness.  When my nipples didn't have clamps on them, he attached suction cups to my boobs, making them feel even tighter than the bondage already did.  Amongst more than ten dildos he had me go to the fridge and take out the big cucumber from the bottom drawer and remove the plastic.  As I retrieved the big phallic vegetable he spread a blanket on the floor with some pillows.  He placed a condom on the cucumber, which now looked like a big green cock and told me to lay back.  He fucked me with the cuke, teased my nipples by pulling on the clamps all while commanding me to rub my favourite vibe over my clit.  I could feel my pussy clench around the cool, firm shaft, as my orgasm came in waves. 

He left me on the floor at his feet as he sat in his recliner.  I could feel myself drifting off to sleep, but just my eyes would grow heavy he would tap me with his foot to rouse me.  Once he stubbed out his cigarette, he asked if I was ready for a nap.  I nodded as he lead me to the bedroom.  "Do you need to pee first me girl?" he asked.  "Yes Sir"  I responded.  A twisted smile came across his face, as he told me to get into the bathtub.  Light headed from the intense session we just had, and shivering the cold hard tub, increases my need to pee.  "Go ahead" he urged as the warm, golden liquid streamed from my pussy lips, down my legs.  He then pulled out his cock and told me to spread myself for him, as he pissed all over my pussy, focusing on my swollen, sensitive clit.  Once he was done using me as his toilet.  We showered, then we found our way to our bed, where we drifted off to sleep.

He wakes me a few hours later and tells me it's time to wake up and that I need to get ready.  He is taking me out for dinner then we will be meeting up with a vanilla couple we are friends with.  I wear my hair down, my make up heavy as I know he likes and I get approval on my outfit before I get dressed.  We enjoy our meal then we meet up with our friends for a few drinks in their hotel room.  After a few beverages, somehow we decide that it would be a good idea to go to the strippers for the evening.  My girl friend and I proudly take our seats in pervert row as our husbands sit beside us and watch us complete to get the magnets from our favourite dancers by throwing loonies in funnelled posters.   We watch the last girl of the night, say good bye to our friends and then we head home in cab.  We may of drank a bit too much, because I remember Master tucking me into bed at around 3:00 a.m., but over all I think we had a great pre-Valentine's Day weekend. 

So I wasn't expecting much for actual Valentine's Day, as we had already celebrated it, but the city was having a Bonn fire, hot chocolate and fireworks, so we decided that we would go for dinner and then out the the event.  The weather was perfect, the hot chocolate was sweet, the fire kept us toasty warm and the fireworks were impressive.  We get home and I head to the bedroom to put on my pyjamas and on the bed I find a hot pink box from La Senza. Beside the box is the sweetest card.  I read the heart felt word in the card and then I open the box.   Inside wrapped in pink tissue paper is three sexy pairs of panties, two leopard print and one hot pink.  One of the leopard print ones have a criss crossed, corsetted detail in the back which I just love.  There is also a leopard print nightie, and the most gorgeous perfume; Body by Burberry.   A wonderful Valentine Day.  I do feel very loved.