He's Busy...

He's busy and wants to finish reading something and tells me to find something to do. A minute later he has found something for me to do, as he tells me that I can play with my tits and nipples while I wait for him.

Actually I don't really want to do that. My nipples are sore from him playing pretty rough with them a couple of days ago, and maybe from my cycle.

So I question it. Was that an order or a suggestion?

An order he says. Now do it.

I start touching my nipples. They hurt. They are swollen sensitive. And it's not very sexual. I'm not hugely resistant, but not excited about it either.

I ask him a couple of questions. Tell him a couple of things. Like that my nipples hurt. I guess I figure that if my nipples hurt, and he knows, he'll like that, and maybe he'll make me like it.

He answers briefly, and then he doesn't.

Eventually he tells me to hush and play with my sore nipples and let him finish like he told me.

I do.

It hurts. My breasts ache. Oh, I said that already.

Well it does hurt. It feels like I'm doing some kind of faintly unpleasant task (cause it's only very faintly sexual, and it hurts!) while I wait for him. Like washing the floor or cleaning the bathtubs. I'm doing it because he told me to. Because he wanted me to feel his power while he makes me wait for him.

I think about power and the fact that my nipples hurt.

I like the power actually. Does that make me like this? Yeah. Maybe. A bit anyway.

After a while he pulls my top down and has me play with my naked nipples til he finishes. It hurts more but is more sexual, and I stop thinking about how this is like cleaning the floor, and start thinking about sex and seduction and submission.

If he wanted, I'd clean the floor for him too. And try to get the thrill I need from the power transfer there.  Or scrub bathtubs.

But I'm glad that the areas where he wants my service are sex and pain.

Of course that's what he's trained me to want, right?