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On Sunday, we had a nice sleep in and a leisurely breakfast together. I was still feeling worked up about not being permitted to orgasm the night before and I was on edge all morning. I did everything I could think of, including putting a shot of Bailey’s in Master’s morning coffee, and making his favourite eggs benedict that morning in an effort to allow him to reward me but he didn’t even mention it.

Right after breakfast he had me draw both sets of slips. For the first draw I got ear plugs, 150, waist and living room. Master apparently didn’t like that combination much as he made me draw another card, which was serve as furniture. For the second set I drew vibrator, 70, wrists and river path. Master immediately decided that we should do that one first and go for a walk on the river path that is about 10 minutes from our house. Unfortunately for me, it is also always very busy – families walking, people playing with their dogs – and it was a half decent warm day, which I knew would make it even busier.

Master decided on the remote control butterfly and did the honour of inserting it into me and fastening it himself. Over that I was permitted to put on some fleecy pants and a warm sweatshirt but no underclothes. Before we left, Master put the remote control in his jeans pocket and handcuffed my wrists together. The sleeves of my jacket were long enough that the cuffs were mostly hidden though I think you could see them if you looked hard enough. The walk to the river path was uneventful, though we did pass several families that smiled and said hello and exchanged pleasantries. We strolled at an easy pace. Master didn’t really seem to be in any hurry and finally, we reached the path alongside the river. Master said we would go left and he turned the butterfly on low as we headed down the path.

It didn’t take long before I was on the verge of cumming, what with having been left high and dry the night before. I glanced at Master and noticed he was watching me closely, smiling. Hope surged into my heart and I whispered to him, “Please Sir, may I cum for you?” He just laughed and turned it off and then went on to chastise me, ‘This is a punishment anonymous, you are intended to enjoy yourself. Perhaps you will think twice about neglecting things in the future.” I nodded and hung my head. After a few uncomfortable minutes of silence, we ran into a family that lives on our corner. Of course, they wanted to stop and talk. I was filled with a sense of dread and just as I knew he would, Master discreetly turned the butterfly on again. It was difficult for me to concentrate on Lilly’s words as she rattled on about her preparations for the kids Christmas concert – something I could care less about on the best of days, and certainly not anything I wanted to hear about with a vibrator teasing my over-sensitive clit! I struggled to control my breathing and keep my tone of voice even as I pretended to be interested in her story. I could see Master out of the corner of my eye, his eyes twinkling as he adjusted the speed up and down, turning it off and on. It was all I could do to keep from begging him infront of them. Thankfully, they said their goodbyes and we went our separate ways before it got to that.

I could tell that Master was enjoying himself and I wish I could have said the same thing for myself. We walked some distance, before turning around, thankfully not running into any more people that we knew. Master was relentless with the butterfly, turning it off and on, high and low right until I was on the edge of orgasm and then, cruelly, he would turn if off, while he chuckled and I whimpered.

Finally we were back at our front steps. I was relieved to know that the walk was over. I was so frustrated, I could have cried and I could think of nothing I wanted more than the offending butterfly removed. That was an interesting feeling on its own, let me tell you. I love the butterfly and I don’t recall ever wishing for it to be removed prior to that moment. While I waited impatiently for Master to unlock the door, our neighbour Nicole opened her door and came out. Of course, she wanted to talk! Master let himself in and moved far enough inside that he was not visible from the step, but I knew he was there…watching.

Nicole is a great neighbour and I really like her but of all days for her to come out and want to chat, I wondered miserably why she picked today. As she stood there asking me about our usual joint Christmas decorating plans, Master toyed with the butterfly further. I couldn’t concentrate on anything Nicole was saying as I struggled to separate myself from the arousing tap on my clit. I am sure I heard my breath catch in my throat on more than one occasion as Master expertly altered the intensity of the vibrations. I could feel my orgasm building and I wondered without being there to gauge my response, how Master would know when to turn it off, to leave me disappointed again.

The blood pounded in my ears as I stood there. I’m sure I must have been shaking as I fought to control myself. And all of a sudden I knew! Master had no intention of turning the butterfly off this time. Dread rushed through me and I felt embarrassment colour my face as I finally reached my boiling point. I fell to one knee as a powerful orgasm ripped through me, my insides convulsed over and over and I think I even cried out.

I barely registered that Nicole had knelt beside me, her hand rubbed my shoulder consolingly as she asked if I was all right. I managed to grind out that I was having a severe stomach cramp, which she seemed to believe. She helped me up and opened the door. She called out for Master as she assisted me inside. I obviously could have made it myself but I was grateful for her support as I had been left weak. Master appeared and looked appropriately concerned. Nicole left after she helped to settle me onto the couch and Master burst out laughing after he closed the door behind her. I’m glad he thought it was so funny. I haven’t seen Nicole since then and I am not looking forward to it either. While she is not one of the people we are open about our lifestyle with, we do think she is somewhat involved in the lifestyle as well and I am sure that if she is, she knows exactly what was going on. Only time will tell I guess.