Ska 8
Friday
Ska’s latest trip to Sir, although involving the normal tour of some of Britain’s finest roads and promising to be as rewarding as it always is, started off slightly differently. By not seeing Sir at all for the first few hours after travelling down.
There was a very good reason for this and one for which Sir was in complete agreement. I was meeting another man and taking him out for dinner! And the man was Sir’s boyfriend, Martin. As I have previously talked about in these tales, the relationship between Sir and I has a very important dimension which does not always exist in other Sir/pup situations. And that is Martin. For it to work the 3 of us need to be in communication and consider the effect that the actions of one of us have on the other two. This is easier for Sir and Martin as they are with each a lot of time and a bit harder for Sir and ska due to the fact that my visits are monthly or at best bi-monthly (with lots of talking in between) but much harder for Martin and I as might only see him couple of times every few months.
So the solution to this was for me to take Martin out to dinner and spend the evening with him, just to see where things were at and what issues we needed to talk about or matters be resolved. Communication is very important and we had a great meal and chat which we both found very useful. It helps us to place everything in context and stop misunderstandings. So after a very nice few hours I said goodbye to Martin and made my way to Sir. Woof woof!
It is always special to see Sir and this time was no different. First thing that Sir did was to take off my cb3000, have developed a rash from it from changing the cock ring part, which was a little too tight. This has left me with a lot of redness and Sir never wants ska to be unnecessarily injured or hurt. It has almost cleared up now am glad to say.
Now the necessary is different from the unnecessary and ska did have a punishment outstanding, once again due to my typing. When messaging Sir I had mistyped Sir and put “sir”, which is disrespectful to him. So it was agreed that I would be feeling the effect of maximum strength deepheat on my balls. Only a small amount but it is powerful stuff and wow it makes your balls burn! I had to stay still whilst it was on and not make any fuss, hard work but after about 30 mins it subsides and one is just left with a reminder to be careful when typing!
Ska is very carefully looked after by Sir and only gets a punishment when I have done something wrong which needs correcting, Sir also likes to give me pleasure in bucket loads. When he can combine it with looking after my health, even better.
There is talk about the effects of not cuming for long periods of time when you are in a cb3000 and how beneficial it is to the prostate to cum. Obviously I haven’t cum for quite a while, so to make up for it I got my prostate massaged by Sir.
Sir never does things by half and my prostate got the working of its life, so intensely pleasurable that you can’t distinguish pleasure from pain, you can’t have it carry on or let it stop. You need it and hate it, love it and loathe it. Now combine that with having your feet stroked at the same time, when you are very ticklish. I don’t know how long it lasted because I lost all perception of time. But end it did and I lost Sir’s fingers from inside me. But they were replaced by something even better.
Sir is strong and powerful, not only physically but he also exudes it like an aura and I felt all of that as Sir fucked me. I feel drained first of all as Sir enters me and it takes a lot of effort, but that is replaced by sharing in strength and feeling complete. And ultimately joined by an intense orgasm that just gives me warmth and contentment, all is right in the world when I have been fucked by Sir.
It was to be a busy weekend and obviously sleep was needed, Sir in bed and me in the cage. Safe, secure and happy.
Saturday
Last time I was with Sir, I had another tattoo done, this time on my arm. It was beautifully executed but unfortunately one small bit of shading was missed out. Only tiny but somehow very obvious. So I had an appointment at 9.30 am to get it corrected. Sir let me out of the cage and I went off whilst Sir had a lie in.
The actual work only took 2 minutes but the travel, setting up time and parking meant I didn’t get back for an hour and was good to be back as there was a treat in store.
Hard work for me (but hopefully will be more effective fairly soon) but something Sir likes and I love the end result. Giving Sir a blowjob. Sir is big and I have to work hard at it but get the reward of tasting and swallowing Sir’s cum. I have to have my tonsils out soon and apparently one of the side effects is that it makes you much better at oral sex. Can’t wait so that I can serve Sir better and be more complete for him.
It is not just playing being a pup and Sir’s sub when I am down, there are practical things to do. Like going shopping and domestic things, I actually have a need to make Sir comfortable and his life as easy as possible. But after the delights of Tescos and a very good lunch there was time for some fun.
On the Sunday Sir was taking me to a pansexual rope bondage party and we were going to try out some rope positions before hand. In Uniform. In the woods. With pictures. And video. Woof woof woof!
Sir is incredibly skilled with rope and it is always amazing to be bound and suspended by Sir and if you have never tried rope, I recommend you do. We went to Sir’s local woods and found the tree that I have been bound to a couple of times, it is like an old friend now and I feel very faithful to it. But then pups have always liked trees! It was very cold and as I was going to be immobile for a while (even though in warm RAF uniform) Sir wanted to make sure I didn’t get a cold, so had got me to make some hot Bovril in a flask which we both shared after. Hot, salty taste and good to swallow, which as far as I am concerned is a perfect combination.
Once we got home was time for ska to make a start on lunch for Sunday, whilst Sir did some things on his new computer. Once that was done we had a nice supper of cheese, biscuits and pickles before having a relaxing evening sat at Sir’s feet. Having a few beers and a chat, few rubs for ska and nuzzles for Sir. But before going to bed, I was lucky enough to get Sir mounting me again and get the fuck of a lifetime from Sir. But then again every fuck from Sir is the fuck of a lifetime, how else do you define perfection?
Oh yes one small thing I forgot we did. Ska used to have a hairy back, note the phrase “used to”. Not any more. When we got home from the woods Sir waxed my back. Smarts to say the least but least have smooth back now and chest too, as Sir clippered that. And strangely discovered that when Sir clippered my cunt, that I had blond hair there!
Anyway off to bed and the cage respectively.
Sunday
Another great night in the cage. Sleeping in a cage is an art in itself. Not long enough to stretch full out, even on a diagonal, only few feet high and wide, corrugated steel floor with thin mat covering it and army and pup blankets to keep you warm. Sounds terrible? No is perfect, just have to learn how to lie down and when to turn and stretch. Always sleep best in the cage and wake up feeling most content, principally I think because the first sight I see is Sir.
Anyway got woken up by Sir and time for another of my treats, lying on the floor next to Sir’s bed whilst he sleeps on. Then still lying next to him we had a chat and relax time with Sir when ska can be a bit more forward at Sir and more spontaneous, but not disobedient.
Was also time for my memory challenge. Sir knows I like maritime history so set this one on the Queen Mary 2. 10 questions. Problem was had not been able to print the info off on the Friday morning so had to go on what I could remember from the Thursday when I had looked at it last. Only got 5/10. And worse still was cheeky and argumentative.
For each one I get wrong I get 10 strokes of the cane so for that I got 50. But also got paddle and whipping and then lots more caning - lost count in the end, for cheekiness. I find cane very hard and only associate it with punishment so I can’t make myself enjoy it, just have to bear it and was the same with the whipping this time too as was a punishment. Whereas can be an activity which can be just as tough but a treat too. But I took my punishment, Sir was kind and comforted me. But best of all got fucked again!
I had to make a start on lunch as we were going to London that afternoon for the rope party. As I had done some of it the day before it didn’t take too long. Avocado, tomato and mozzarella salad followed by coq au vin with sautéed potatoes, broccoli and mashed carrot.
Time for a very quick nap before getting changed into my k9 uniform which is a mirror to Sir’s Dogtrainer uniform. Where his epaulettes say Dogtrainer1974 mine say ska, his chest badge on the left says Doghandler whereas mine has K9 on the right.
I was driving to London and is the only time have seen Sir ill at ease. Not knowing the route, having bad night vision and wearing contact lenses made Sir unnerved, though he did manage 1 nap!
We arrived at the venue for the pan sexual rope event and although was mostly heterosexual couples felt very much at ease. After a drink got down to being hogtied which was later followed by being tethered and arms bound and legs tied with legs bent in two. Sir’s work much admired by all and can’t wait to see the official photographs. Ska even got nice head scratch from a woman!
Between those two rope positions I was tied upright to a bondage frame that was in a difficult position to maintain but worth it and was later modified. So I could be tied back to back with someone else. The other gay partners there that night were another dog/sub and his SM top. Both great guys and look forward to seeing them next time, both very sexy and good to talk too. And one small point, the dog/sub I was tied to was IML 2003! Beautiful body and very handsome, but with an equally good personality too and fun to be with. Hi to you both and see you soon.
Was soon time to come home and after I long drive we got back. A relax and chance to have the dessert we hadn’t had earlier. And then the cage again!
Monday
Given the distance I travel to see Sir, it is now settled that I stay over on a Sunday night and come back on the Monday. Means more time with Sir and on this occasion a whole morning with him.
After being allowed to get into bed with Sir and giving him the best rub and lick I could (amazing to feel all of his body with my hands and tongue-and I mean all) I was sat astride Sir’s crotch and slowly lowered my cunt on to his cock. Amazing feeling as he penetrates me and soon was on my back with my legs in the air over Sir’s shoulders as he plowed into me. Then onto my front and I felt Sir’s weight on me and thickness and length inside me. I can’t really explain adequately how it feels, however much I try, because it is really beyond words. Hope you have had the same experience or caused it for someone else.
Sir had to pick Beaudi up from dog sitting (had been there when we went to London) so in the mean time I did some slave duty and cleared up the kitchen and bathroom. With a challenge attached, if I did it before Sir got back then I got a flogging (at my request) if not got a caning (as Sir’s right). Got it done with 5 minutes to spare.
I got flogged. Hardest I have taken and hardest Sir has given. Far harder than the caning the day before but the difference was that this felt amazingly good as was not a punishment but sensual and stimulating the senses big style. Not quite sure how I took some of it but glad I pushed myself as a far as I did. Was warm both physically and mentally and had physical reminders that lasted for the week!
Now for the sad part, ska had to leave Sir again and go off on his travels back north. A long long journey. But on the plus side not long till the far shorter trip of being on my way to see my Sir. A truly amazing man am proud to be owned by as his pup.
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Woof to all