This is about Valentine's 2022, last week - late, but oh well.

The day flowed slowly. Seconds felt like minutes, minutes like hours and hours like an eternity. Anything I did for any duration would seem like an instant such as I'd turn my head only to realize the clock's needle hadn't budged, Master was away for business reasons and my life in the daylight is that of a princess locked away in her dark ivory spires for fear of the deleterious sun's gaze, thus, alone, isolated and having no better to do, I proceeded to help Master with matters I'm allowed to temper with - mostly classifying paperwork with relevant informations in their dedicated categories then purpose as well as some stamping.

Four hours through - now in the afternoon - and I receive a call on my phone, it's Master telling me to prepare for visitors. I don't really keep up with days all that much as I was banned from working by Master since the profits from Master's business allow for me to dedicate myself to tend to Master; that being said, I assumed due to that fact that Master's words were a command hinting would-be users - usually males amongst shared friends - would come over to use me like the toy I am so I dressed to appeal:

I started with applying black lip stain (partners often like it when I mark their dicks with lip makeup like they're measuring cylinders as I suck them off), equipping a gag (which they can remove but it's there to shut me up if they don't care about my mouth or what comes out of it), a collar with rings and chains as well as a leash (the collar helps emphasize my submission and provide extra grippings since some don't like to hold me by the throat and/or choke me and the leash is put on a small table at the entrance by the main door, in case they want to take me for a walkie and/or lower me to the state of a bitch indoors), cuffs for my feet then for my wrists (laid next to the leash for extra options), I already had a decent vibrator and a 3XL buttplug inserted and locked in with a belt by Master since the day before so there was nothing to do on that level.

Once attired, I made my way to the entrance to wait for and welcome the forewarned visitors. There's a gate to pass before accessing the abode of Master & I which is always locked and only few people other than Master & I as well as some family members from both sides have a key to unlock it so I didn't expect someone that didn't own one. There was nothing after an hour so I waited still for some more, then, as I began to make my way to the dressing-room to see if I'd missed something, the main door rang. I rushed back to the entrance to open the door in my decorated though unclad state and was met with two delivery men carrying a large crate with whatever the tool they used was (like a pole with handle and two wheels, I'm not familiar with any tool that's not artsy so...), needless to say, they were agape as we three stood there and stared at eachother.

One of them turned his head after a while, beet red, and asked stuttering if I could sign the shipment after inquiring if this was Master's residence, so I signed making affirmative nods, let them place the crate inside whilst my heart beat in powerful thumps. They left shortly after though one kept throwing glances at me, as I didn't hide anything, before leaving the house - Master's training conditioned me not to conceal my bare and shameful form whilst at home and to instead show it off, it's become automatic like my training reprogrammed me to act like so. Once they left, I was on my way to the door in order to close it whilst glancing at the package and wondering what was the payload with a confused mind and I see Master turn the corner of the entrance - Master was hiding in a blindspot which rendered Master unseeable from the doorway - I was filled with surprise and happiness, though frozen in place, even more confused.

Master produced a bouquet of chrysanthemums from behind Master's back which came in varied colours as well as a box of high quality japanese chocolates, of which I couldn't read the name but it was obviously expensive, I could smell it, and kissed me on the forehead before grabbing me by the waist with one of His Hands now free and dragging me across the house to the living room upstairs - shutting the entrance's door on the way. Master ungagged me then pushed my shoulders enough for me to fall over the bed whilst telling me to relax since I was tense - because there's a bed in Our living room, embedded in the wall far back, it's basically always used by Us although it was meant for extra guests so We don't even bother packing it back in its cavity.

I asked how come Master was here, standing in front of the bed and not on a trip abroad - to japan - that started four days ago and should have lasted at least two, Master simply brushed my cheek with one, Venerable Hand and told me "Don't think too deeply." I questionned further out of worry for Master's success and was responded with Master taking hold of my chin and taking a kiss from me, "Don't sweat the small things... If anything, you should be the thing that sweats today, toy;" said Master whilst pointing at the calendar that had today marked with a heart with "V.D." and the initials for Master's and my names. I noticed a metallic glint on the table by the bed, it was the key to my belt that Master had before placing there.

Exhilarated by the omen of this sight, with a smile, I turn my gaze back to Master's Sovereign Form, now void of apparel and having bound my hands and feet to the bed, I found myself smitten with the sight of Master's Debonair Mouth levelling to my lowly, low-born, pathetic and unworthy cunt - I urged Master to not lower to the level of my undeserving inferior self, that there was no need to sully Master's Gracious Tongue, but Master brushed my attempts off saying

"If there's any day I must reward my favourite sweet and lovely cumpig, shouldn't it be on Valentine's? Now hold that tongue and moan, sweetheart."

My chastity belt is unlocked then removed from my lower half, revealing my aroused as well as sopping wet bottom, Master then pulls out both toys out of me, one after the other in loud and sloppy *plops* and lays them on the table, still wet and steaming, besides the key.

Master's Deft Tongue began working its way around inside of me as Master's Godlike Face was pressing and digging against my pussy with force, making me flinch and flail my restrained arms as I tried to gain grip immediately due to the instant, excrutiating pleasure forcefully imposed upon my hypersensitive muff - my training regimen increases my sensitivity and I feel even more when Master does things to me. Master's methods began rotating after a dozen minutes, starting by nibbling and tugging at my clitoris followed by gentle kisses and extensive tonguework mixed with suckles at my inner labia - all of which for two maddening hours.

Master let my panting self cool down for one, single minute before getting up in order to continue drowning me in a sea of bliss. For the next six hours, Master had been fucking me with all sorts of tools and toys of all kinds of sizes - there's quite an array available - and I'd stopped speaking coherrently by the end of those six hours, instead giggling and screaming in the likeness of a beast - like a rabbid animal inside of me had been let out of its cage and unleashed. Master would force me out of unconsciousness with strong shocks and slaps, not pulling any punch either, then keep going. Eventually, Master removed my bindings and turned me over to now expose my back. I was feeling... Blissfully hazy, my vision was blurred and I couldn't control my body nor speak, like I was a spectator watching a vivid movie, staring through my eyes. Every fiber of my being was full of ecstasy and lightness, as though lifted to cloud nine, yet felt heavy like the world was weighing me down.

This moment of reprieve and self-observation felt like ages but... After a minute, like previously, Master who was now on top of me, penetrated my battered twat to my deepest parts and I hurled out a long shriek that forced Master to grab my head and shove it in the pillow I was on. For five more hours, Master railed me whilst smothering me and granting me an intermittent gift of hydration as well as gasps of air - still guarding my consciousness from fading with the earlier methods. I was allowed Master's Powerful Seed to be deposited inside of me a dozen times in that window and my hips would keep moving although I had ruefully become unconscious towards the end regadless of Master's treatment.

The next thing I remember is to have awoken covered in sweat, tears, juices, cum and other fluids I couldn't quite discern about ten hours later, stuck in my unresponsive body with only my eyes to confusedly scan my surroundings. I snapped out of some of my daze and realized that Master was laying next to me and staring at my face, stroking it affectionately and wiping the sweat and some semen from around my eyes as I awoke.

"Peculiar, how you rose with the sun, my moon." said Master in a soft voice that melted what little tension was left in my body, then followed with an unwavering gaze "I held back slightly but I hope my Valentine's present was satisfactory... Here's something to start the day, one of your favourites." Master laid a platter of grilled salmon with rice and miso soup as well as other vegetable based pieces I didn't know the name of yet that waited downstairs in the kitchen - I've been hellbent on japanese-ish cuisine since I became Master's obedient slamhole.

I made an attempt to describe how grateful I was for Master to show such level of thought for me though no word would come out as I had strained my vocal cords, Master knew I would have cried - I cry easily - so, while my eyes were teary, Master lifted me to a sat position against the wall then pet my head and kissed my forehead before gently joining it with Master's own. "No need to say it, I know plenty well." Master sat next to me and began to feed me. In the midst of doing so, Master revealed that the business trip was in truth a trip to hire a japanese cook since Master's previous one died of old age after living a full life not too long ago - R.I.P. Ernestre - the platter I was consuming was made by said new chef. Once I was fed and my face cleaned, Master took an unstrung posture besides me and relaxed with a Stalwart Arm over my shoulder so We'd gaze at the sun through the glass of the living room.

Valentine's ended as I did my best to stay awake and enjoy Master's embrace but I couldn't help meekly searching for a cozy spot for my face under Master's gaze, which made Master chuckle, and half willfully fell asleep breathing in Master's Sultry and Heavenly Armpits' sweat, my face stuck there in repose; I'm a slut for strong smells and an armpit fetishist alongside, so...

By the way, the crate that was delivered? It was written off as a table set but supposedly had the cook in it, oddly enough. I still didn't figure whether he's just a strange fellow or Master arranged for him to arrive like that - Master laughs whenever I ask and the chef laughs too but says it's different traditions.

All in all, a great time.