As per our House Rules – 2025 and the Winter rules, I was all showered, nipple clamps attached, my pussy and ass lubed, the plug that Milord had chosen this morning filling my ass, and his dram of Scotch poured. I was also wearing my home cuffs and collar.

The plug he had chosen was actually, despite how it looked, quite comfortable and I was able to wear it for an extended period without any discomfort. That is not to say, however, that I could forget about it! The shape pressed inward toward my vaginal tunnel which kept that area quite wet even without the lube I’d inserted.

I didn’t have to wait long for Milord. He arrived home, went to the bathroom, took a very quick shower, and joined me in the living room. He sipped the scotch, closed his eyes to savor the taste, then sat in his favorite chair.

He looked up at me, smiled and said, “Coming home to this really is the best part of my week. How long have these been on?” He tugged gently at the chain connecting my nipple clamps.

I looked at the clock and said, “Eight minutes, Milord.”

He nodded, took another sip, and said, “Clasp your hands in front of you.”

I did so. He used a pretty grosgrain red ribbon to tie my cuffs together. “I was thinking,” he calmly began, “that it might be fun to keep your hands tied for the evening. Of course, You’ll still be required to do everything normally. By the way, I picked up Chinese for dinner.”

I groaned. Using chopsticks with my hands tied together would be a challenge!

He chuckled and continued, “I know how much you like it.” He then pulled my cuffs forward so that I was standing between his legs. He leaned forward and began to suck on my right nipple, one hand holding my ass, the other’s fingers spreading my labia and massaging my clit. I moaned tilted my head back and came. He caught my nipple between his teeth and looked up at me, grinning. He gently bit and plunged his fingers into my tunnel, pressing against the plug filling the other tunnel. I began to pant.

He switch to the second nipple, bit, and I came again, drenching his hand. Once I had ridden the wave, he moved both hands to the clamps, sat back, looked up at me to watch my reaction, and removed them. I screamed and came a third time. He inserted his come covered fingers into my mouth and I sucked.

“There. That should hold you over until after dinner,” he stated, leading me into the dining room. Still in the afterglow, I attempted to hold my chopsticks, failed, and after three more attempts, finally put some food into my mouth. Awkwardly, I finished my meal while Milord told me about his day, finishing with, “I was right. This is fun watching you. Enjoying yourself?”

I had bits of rice on my boobs, I was about to come again just from the plug pressing inside of me, and my nipples throbbed slightly from both the clamps and his teeth.

“I am!”

Milord laughed and said, “Excellent. Now, I’m going to clear the table. When I get back, I’ll expect to see you bent over it, your arms stretched in front of you legs spread as wide as possible. I have more plans for tonight.”

Grinning, I obeyed. I have to admit, I look forward to Friday nights since our Winter 2025 rules more than ever!