The Massage Table #18+, NSFW

Awhile back, I wrote about learning to give Daddy a hot stone massage.  For Christmas, we bought ourselves “couple” gifts only, and the set of massage stones (with the case that heats them) was one of those gifts.  Since then, I have watched numerous videos and have really been perfecting my technique…as Daddy can attest!  But, I was finding that delivering an effective massage while Daddy was laid out on the bed was no easy feat as it was hard to lean over him for any length of time to massage the side of his body furthest from me. So, a few weeks ago, we decided to invest in a portable massage table so that I could easily walk around it and massage his body from all angles.  After much research, we settled on the following table:

Now, I can honestly tell you, all that was on my mind at the time of ordering this table was being able to deliver a therapeutic massage to my husband.  He works hard and this is something that I greatly enjoy gifting to him.  Massaging him in this way, performing this act of service, makes me feel very submissive…which is a feeling that I chase. 

But…when the table was delivered and we set it up for the first time…we both began to imagine other uses for it…

Yesterday…Daddy decided it was my turn to be on the table. 

He stripped me down to my panties and ordered me to lay down on the massage table, on my tummy.  Then, he handcuffed my hands together, placing them on the little shelf that hangs beneath the face cradle.  He said something to the effect of, “you won’t be needing these”….and my little blue panties were pulled all the way down to my ankles, where he left them.  There is something about feeling your panties at your ankles that makes you feel MORE naked than if they were taken off altogether…

Then, he left the room. 

The sounds and warmth of the fire tickled my senses.  Imagining what was to come caused tiny goosepimples all over my body.  I could hear my heart thumping in anticipation as I laid there waiting for him, panties at my ankles.

Daddy returned.

“You are mine,” he said, firmly slapping my bottom.

“Yes, Daddy,” I answered, already sinking into subspace.

His hand disappeared and he began to lightly tease the backs of my thighs with the feather tickler.  Up and down my body, the feathers lightly teased me, giving me cause to squirm about.  Setting the tickler down, Daddy set about warming my bottom with his hand…teasing, squeezing, and some light spanking. 

I gasped when he spread my cheeks. 

“Who owns you?” he asked.

“You do, Daddy,” I replied.

“Yes, I do.  And, I am going to prove that to you right now.”

As he said those words, I heard the bottle of lube being squeezed and not long after…the cool tip of glass against my naughty hole.

“I am going to fuck your naughty hole, babygirl…and remind you that you belong to me,” and with that, he slowly slid the glass toy in my bottom…

I was grateful to realize that this was our slimmest glass dildo.  This toy is actually quite pleasurable for a naughty girl such as myself.

While I wasn’t sure of his intentions (was this going to be a hard, fast lesson…or a more pleasurable one?), Daddy began to slowly move the toy in and out of me.  The coolness of the glass felt so sensual, sliding in and out of my bottom.  He kept the strokes short and slow, invoking the most pleasurable sensations.  When I began to moan, Daddy reached his other hand under me, and found my wetness.  He began to manipulate my pleasure button….

I was shamelessly grinding against his fingers while simultaneously pushing myself further onto the glass dildo.  All thoughts had left my mind.  All that existed in that moment was my own chase of the ultimate pleasure…

I came hard.  Crying out, rocking my body on that table… I came all over Daddy’s fingers.  Thank goodness we had invested in fitted sheets for the table!

“Good girl,” he said, leaning down and kissing the small of my back.

I was a panting, sweaty mess.  But damn… I felt GOOD!

Daddy released my hands from the cuffs, allowing me to stretch my body. 

With a firm slap to each cheek of my bottom, he said, “My turn!”

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Thank you for reading, my kinky friends!  Just another sexy Saturday around our place….

XOXO,

nora