Ska's tale 5

Ska’s tale 5

Another yoyage beckons for Ska to go and see his Sir, undoubtedly the best two leg around (and most deliciously perverted one too!). In ska’s puppy maths (which is about as good as my typing) this has involved a total of nearly 3000 miles of driving for Sir and ska to spend time together. But to be honest driving down there is a walk in the park because of the destination but the journey away from Sir, always seems much longer.

Friday

But back to this trip, weekend of 9th December 2005 to be precise. After the brief jaunt down the M6, 42, 40 and A34 (5 ½ hours) arrived at Sir’s to find it looked like a group of pups had been running and playing unrestrainedly there, in other words like a bomb had hit it. But wasn’t the case, in fact Sir decided to rearrange the flat so could have more space in his playroom. So after rearranging the furniture in the sitting room, playroom and bedroom there was suddenly lot more dedicated space to play in. ska tends to play all over the place but my other non pup perv sides need their space too! Takes some distance to get flogged properly and do need room for rope bondage. Besides made the cage where ska sleeps look a lot tidier too.

Knew this would be a bit of different weekend as although knew Sir and Matt/Ska/sc72 would be having their fun, there was the question of the rearrange and also more importantly Beaudi, Sir’s canine dog. She had recently broken a bone in her leg and needed lot of looking after and knew this would take up some of Sir’s time. But it has to be done as she can’t treat herself and can always tell a great deal about a person by the way they treat animals. My Sir is the best so you can guess how well Beaudi is looked after, but this does take time and as far am concerned is good use of time and nice to see another side of Sir (his Florence Nightingale bit).

After dinner and most of the moving had been done was time to cut my hair, had grown to about 1 ½ inches as the result of being in a play and although is good for Sir to grab, not so good to be skinhead with a head full of hair. It was decided to try it in a mowhawk and Sir was doing the clipping with the sides being a 0. Think after all the hassle for Sir it may be a case of sticking to my normal number 1 or 0 all over. Looks good but prob best for special events. Think Sir would agree esp as was huge amount of clippings to clear up. When I had gathered them together, looked liked somebody had dropped a very flat brown hamster on the floor.

Sir had borrowed the portable sling and frame belonging to his b/f and it is a hefty bit of kit to put up, but need something sturdy when have a well built pup like me in it, trying to take a fist. As it is an area I am inexperienced in and the fact you need to handle that area of the body carefully, Sir errs on the side of caution. This is fine by me as although want to be able to explore fisting more, I find it quite hard to take. The sling is incredibly comfortable and with my legs up and arms restrained up to, could have stayed there for hours, well may be wasn’t in there for hours but certainly quite a while and although didn’t take Sir’s fist completely this time, it was good and useful. Sir has learnt more about the way I am built and what problems my arse presents for fisting, which seems to be a very tighter inner muscle ring and a bend round to the right. All means can take it further each time and develop and grow with Sir’s help. And although didn’t take all of the fist did still enjoy it hugely, even if was a little sore after.

After hard work as matt and sc72, was time for ska to come out to play before bed. So on with the collar, mitts, harness . It always immediately makes me feel different and although can slip into my pup space without any of those things, it is impossible for me to come out of it when have them on (or in as the case may be when wearing a tail). Makes my heart leap for ska to come to the front and not be lurking behind matt as he is during the day, cause he is always there.

Sir I think was particularly happy cause one of ska’s biggest treats is to be allowed to sleep at the foot of Sir’s bed for a bit after a night in the cage (which ska likes too). But tonight ska was told by Sir that he would be allowed to sleep at the foot of Sir’s bed all night, if he behaved himself. Wow. Ska was determined to be on his best behaviour and not disturb Sir at all as he slept. So quietly settled down, careful not to rattle the chain attaching ska’s collar to the bed post or knock anything as I settled down. And then off to sleep for me and Sir, at least that was the plan.

Sir went to sleep and then so did I, then I started snoring very heavily and woke Sir. Apparently Sir was patient and waited to see if I would stop, but after a while of me doing an impression of a chainsaw, enough was enough and Sir woke me up. Not cross with me as was not something I could help, but obviously wouldn’t be allowed to stay at foot of the bed all night, as Sir wouldn’t have got any sleep. So back to my cage, feeling a little guilty about waking Sir up but contented cause at least got to spend couple of hours at base of bed thinking of Sir.

Saturday

After few more hours in the cage Sir let me out so could have my little rest back at the base of the bed before he got up properly. Saturday was a busy day cause Sir had lots of Christmas shopping to do, and I was there to help in any way I could. Which was quite easy for me to work out what to do as every good sub should know that Sirs should never carry their own parcels, it is the sub’s job. So after several hours ended up fully laden with about 8 tons of parcels as Sir walked along unencumbered. Did get some strange looks but that may been to do with the mowhawk going across the top of my head and down the back. Had a great lunch out too, best rarebit have ever had, Sir’s looked good too.

Sir was a bit tired when we got back, as was I and decided to have a rest. Back on with collar, Boots and harness and invited by Sir to share his rest with him and actually get into the bed with him. Gave Sir a good rub all over and all over lick for good measure too, and then curled up next to Sir for a nap. Perfect.

Perfection can getter better you know and it did. Ska and his cunt are always ready and open for inspection by Sir whenever he wants, after all they are his property. When Sir woke up he was nice and rested and was time for Ska to get back into the sling. Not for fisting this time but for ska to his cunt well played with. Sir used his fingers and a fabulous slim vibrator to massively stimulate ska and his prostate and get me very, very, very pent up and sexually charged, if had been allowed to touch myself would have cum in seconds. But I wasn’t allowed to, so I didn’t. Instead Sir did something much better, which he has done before.

Sir is, well to be very honest, huge in the trouser department. When get fucked by Sir is amazing and this time was no exception and once again Sir gave me an orgasm through fucking. Have even identified when it is going to happen, as just before Sir is about to cum, Sir gets even bigger and more erect inside me. This can be very hard to take just after it happens as Sir is big in the first place, but after a little bit this is what pushes me over the edge into an orgasm. Even though don’t physically cum it is draining in a different way and leaves me in such a state of euphoria, that I can’t really describe it.

One of the things I have left at Sir’s (some of my kit is there now to save hauling it up and down for each visit) is a pair of leather chastity briefs. Very secure, very tight, and very effective. Was at this point Sir told me I was going to wear them, using all their features to keep me secure. One of these is an attachment for a butt plug to be locked in place. It was to be a moderately sized butt plug and was locked with no access for me to it or to my cock and balls. After such a workout with Sir every movement was intense and almost too much to cope with. And I mean too much pleasure to cope with. My brain was getting so many pleasure signals that it didn’t know what to do and coherent thought was not always possible. Def became impossible when Sir pressed the vibrator against the base of the plug and made that and the briefs vibrate. If my life had depended on giving rational information then or even just holding a conversation or remembering who I was, I wouldn’t have been able to.

When was completely engulfed in that feeling, Sir announced was time for me to go and do the ironing. Never found ironing that exciting but when you are plugged, on the edge of another orgasm and are a pup in heat with no release then doing your tax returns would be good. Each move brought more waves of pleasure through me.

Whilst I did that Sir cooked and we had dinner whilst watching one of the funniest thing have seen for long time, musical edition of Buffy, the vampire slayer. Was also very stimulating for me as I was sat cross legged on the floor with the plug being pushed even further inside me and with constant pressure on it, to such an extent that when sat down too quickly almost thought would pass out!

After finishing dinner and me having been in briefs and with plug in for 3 ½ hours, was time for it to come out as were going to the local gay pub to scare the locals! Don’t have too many skinheads in there and makes a bit of a change for them to see butch as opposed to a lot of mince. And always get a look (including some very interested ones) when am sitting on the floor at Sir’s feet with him stroking my head, or resting his boots on me. But is nice to be out with Sir and this time, place was a lot butcher. Principally because were quite a lot of lesbians in that night who were def lot less camp than some of our gay compatriots.

After a few drinks off home with Sir (Sir having to stop the car for ska to go and have a wee, as ska couldn’t wait) and time for Sir to have a wee when got home, on me! Sir is getting really good at it and is something I love for Sir to do, esp when in bleachers, braces and t-shirt. Get a really good soaking and drink into the bargain. Know some guys don’t like it, but don’t knock till you’ve tried it. And this time was lots and lots and lots of it. Woof woof woof and a big lick!

Sunday

After a quick dry time for sleep but this time straight to the cage, no point risking the snoring again! Good nights rest and got woken up by Sir, who had in front of me, mitts, knee pads, harness, collar all of which went on immediately , so was ska from moment I woke up. This was some general time for ska as Sir had to sort out some papers and office stuff from his re-organisation. Ska got to play with some of the discarded paper and even have a general ripping up of it , which he very carefully tidied away afterwards. Ska is a tidy pup after all. Spent time after that following Sir round, getting rubs, sitting by Sir, being a bit of a pup tart and lying on my back with my paws in the air, hoping Sir would rub and tickle all the right spots, which Sir did.

Sir had been a bit worried about the way Beaudi’s wound had looked that morning and had called the vet and was waiting for a call back to chat about it. Pup time was coming to an end as ska, well matt actually, was going to be making Sir a full Sunday lunch and needed time to make it. So out of ska mode and into domestic chef mode.

We were going to have homemade prawn cocktail, roast beef, Yorkshire pudding, roast and mashed potatoes, carrots, broccoli, gravy followed by raspberry and chocolate ice cream, the menu being one requested by Sir. As was all being done from scratch , would take sometime. Had even lugged down china, crystal and silver from home just to make it that little bit better. As had just started, the vet called back and decided that he wanted to see Beaudi for a consultation. Sir said he would have to go off to vets but I would carry on with lunch as would take several hours to make and Sir would be sure to be back. After a while Sir calls to say that Beaudi has to have another operation and he will be quite while, but will be back when he can be and call before he sets of. Put lunch on hold but it is at a stage where it can wait indefinitely and not take too long to finish.

Being a good sub decide not to laze around but instead spend the time productively and cleaned the bathroom instead! Just as finished, Sir called to say was on his way back and be here in about an hour. Time to restart lunch, which is just about ready when Sir comes in with Beaudi who is a bit woozy still from her anaesthetic.

There are times you know when not to serve lunch and times when you know that even a glass of white wine won’t help. Sir wasn’t feeling good as worried about Beaudi and was worried that he could have taken to her the vets earlier, seen a problem earlier and generally feeling bad cause Beaudi was in pain and he couldn’t do anything to solve it. So lunch was on hold as Sir wasn’t hungry and to be honest needed a good chat and a sit down, which we did. I am proud of Sir for how caring and loving he is and that he is such a generous and kind person. I trust him completely and even more now after seeing him in a slightly different light, he worries sometimes too much but better that than not caring at all.

After a while a brought Sir some wine and told him to sit and relax with Beaudi and would eat soon, my mother hen side makes me want people to eat lots if they are not feeling so good ! Besides my guarding side of me as a pup wants to look after him too.

Meal was nice and apart from one or two interruptions needed for Beaudi care, I think it took Sir’s mind of things a little bit. Once Beaudi was settled, thought good way to cheer up Sir was for a bit of CP with a very nice new crop. Always something Sir likes, as do I. Sir even said was allowed to cum when asked if I could wank (was still terminally horny), so long as took the whip whilst I was doing it. A very good experience for both of us and left me with some lovely marks on my backside, some very good straight lines.

Before I had to set back off, was about 7pm by then, Sir and I had a bit of a chat before tidying up.

I know Sir was worried that weekend about Beaudi and to a lesser extent that I had not had as much time with him as would have liked because of that and doing some of those practical things in life which are necessary. I only have one view about that, anytime with Sir is good and especially if I can be useful to him and the weekend was very rewarding for me in one particular way. I saw how Sir responds to a crisis, which is perfectly and saw how kind and caring he is. As said before how you treat animals is a big indication of type of person you are, and I will repeat my self till am blue in the face to say my Sir is the best Sir in the world, the kindest top, most perverted friend and cunning evil genius of a human being that any pup or sub in the world could ever want or need.

I would never want him to change and the more I know about Sir, the harder it is each time to leave knowing I won’t be with him for a while. Fortunately this time I only have to wait a week until I see him again, but that is for Ska‘s tale part 6. now I will just leave you with a big woof and a lick from ska and in particular a special nuzzle for Sir.