It was a typical day and I just felt off. A l*ttle depressed, a l*ttle irritated not at anything in specific, just grumpy. I had my coffee, showered and ate breakfast like I always do. Master was being particularly cute and bossy, which I adore, but I couldn’t figure out what was contributing to this attitude.

Around lunch time as we were sitting on the couch together, Master noticed. “What is up with you today l*ttle one?” he asked. “I’m not sure Master, just grumpy I guess.” I said meekly. “We are healthy, right?” he asked. “Yes Master” I replied. “We have a roof over our heads, plenty of food in the house and our jobs are going well, right?” he continued. "Yes Master.” “Do you love me b*by?” he queried making direct eye contact with me. “Yes Master!” I exclaimed and wrapped my arms around his neck for a huge snuggle. “Well, I love you too! So everything is right in the world!!” he bolstered loudly. “Yes Master” I replied shoving my face into his neck. “It is okay to be grumpy for no reason b*by, it is probably hormonal. I know your calendar.” he said with a smile as he gave me head pets. “My calendar?” I asked puzzled. “Yes b*by, a week out from your lady time you get a bit depressed and grumpy. Do you think that could be what this is?” he asked. “Oh my gosh! You’re right Master. That must be what this is, I just wish there was something I could do to fix it.” I said with a pouty lip. “I can fix it b*by. Go upstairs, get naked and put on your mask. I will be there shortly.” he commanded. “Yes Master!” I exclaimed as I eagerly hopped up from the couch and ran upstairs.

I hurried into our sexy time room, stripped off my clothes and put on my hood Master had made for me. He knows I’m shy and don’t like to make eye contact. Master likes for me to not see what’s coming next during play time, so the hood works out for both of us. I hear him enter the room, jostling stuff around. He walks over to the bed where I am lying naked. “You have goose bumps b*by, are you cold?” he asked. “A l*ttle Master, but I will be okay.” I replied. “Here, this should help.” he stated as he put fuzzy socks on my feet that ran up onto my thighs. “Is that better? he asked. “So much better! Thank you Master,” I said gratefully. “You’re welcome angel. Now let’s get you adjusted.” He grabbed me and put me at the edge of the bed where my bum was practically hanging off. Then he put ropes around my legs. My breathing began to pick up with the anticipation of what was to come. Then he put ropes around my wrists and secured all my limbs to the bed posts with my legs spread out wide and my arms down towards my bum. “Now we will give you a bit of an attitude adjustment b*by.” He said in a wicked tone. “Y-yes Master.” I said in a shy voice as I clutched onto the ropes around my wrists.

He teases my girlie bits with his man goodies, rubbing up and down the outside around my special bump. Back and forth until I was whimpering for him. Then he gently slid his man parts inside of me, long deep strokes, slow at first then picking up speed. He ran his huge hands over my body, groping me and squeezing my boobs then slid his hand around my throat. I can feel my arousal deep in my girl parts as he squeezes his grip tighter around my neck. Then he releases me and grabs the ropes bound behind my knees and begins pounding me hard until I am begging him to let me finish. He teases me before allowing me to c*m and the delay always makes the *rgasm more intense. As always, I thank him for allowing me to finish for him and he called me a good girl, which made my girlie bits twitch. Lol

Still inside of me, he grabs my boobs and squeezes them together hard, then he begins slapping my ribs and midsection while thrusting into me harder and harder. The different sensations of pleasure and p*in are overwhelming, just as I am about to ask him to let me c*m again for him he asks “What are you b*by?” in his deep growly voice. “I’m Master’s l*ttle sl*t wife.” I labor out as I fight off my *rgasm. He replies “That’s a good l*ttle wh*re” but doesn’t tell me I can c*m. I begin to beg him again and he finally tells me that I can finish. Just as my *rgasm is washing over me he roughly grabs my throat and pounds deeper. I can’t breathe, the intensity is crazy. I’m still cumming as he releases my neck and then he slaps my face hard several times. The *rgasms are coming in waves now and I almost lose my senses, then he begins to slow his rhythm and I eventually come back. “Th-thank you Master” I stutter breathlessly. “You’re welcome b*by” he calmly replies.

He continues inside of me, then removing his man goodies my girl parts and rubbing them on my tummy before shoving back inside and out. He knows this drives me crazy, because all I can do is lay there and take what he wants to give me. Then he begins a nice steady rhythm again and suddenly I hear the b*zz of the wand as it h*ts my girlie button with him still inside of me. Immediately I am whining to c*m, “Hold it!” he orders. I start whimpering more as I fight off the urges. “Now beg” he says. “Please Master, pretty please let me c*m for you!” I exclaim. “That’s a good wh*re, C*M!” With that I release, pulling on the ropes around my wrists as I thrust myself deeper onto his man goodies and he presses the wand harder against my tender girlie bits. The multiple *rgasms are h*tting me harder than before, one after another as I arch my back to enhance the sensations of my insides. I thank Master again for the finishes and he again tells me I’m a good girl. Then he gently reaches up to adjust my hood which has slid askew from the action. He lingers the back of this hand on my lips and allows me to kiss his hand a few times. It was so sweet and gentle, I loved it.

He removes his man goodies from me again and begins to slap my girlie bits hard like he’s holding a hammer. Then he shoves himself back inside of me and reaches over for something. Then I feel the rope slide under my head and around my neck. He loops it around a couple of times so I can feel the pressure tighten around my veins as he pulls on the ropes, all while sliding his man goodies in and out of me, how talented is that?!? Then he grabs the rope and pushes down to give me throat hugs and begins to thrust into me harder, I can feel myself losing my senses again and just as things start to go bl*ck he releases his grip on the ropes and pushes his fist hard onto my lower abdomen. I am gasping for air and can feel the *rgasm wave coming for me again, but before I can ask, he orders me to c*m for him. The *rgasms are so strong this time that I drop several “f-bombs” while I finish. This is the only time I’m allowed to curse in front of Master. Lol Then the finishes don’t stop and he doesn’t relent, soon I’m not breathing and he has to command me “Breathe wh*re” he orders. I wake up and begin to gasp for air again as the final wave of *rgasms leaves me feeling like a warm wet mop.

While still inside of me he continues with the rope that is tied around my neck and wraps it around my body, then completes it with a knot which makes a kind of handle. I don’t understand how he can concentrate on that and still be thrusting in and out of me. After he finishes the tie, he uses the ropes as leverage to go harder, deeper and rougher. As he uses the ropes to slam into me over and over again, I can feel them squeezing my neck. Soon my body is flopping around and he frantically pounds me over and over again. He tells me to c*m for him again and no sooner did the last syllable fall onto my ears, the *rgasms came again. I don’t know how many there were, I don’t know how long it took, I lost all track of time and awareness until he stopped slamming me into the bed. Now I was totally spent as he removed his man parts from inside of me once again. I just laid there a heaving, swollen lump.

He checks my ropes to make sure they aren’t cutting off my circulation anywhere and determines the leg ropes need to come off. He removes them while I continue to catch my breath and regain my wits. Then he slowly enters my girl parts again, just a slow steady sink until he is deep inside of me. He runs his hands all over my body and gives me some nice throat hugs with his hands and using the ropes. Then he begins another steady rhythm, going a l*ttle harder and a l*ttle faster. Then he grabs the ropes abound my hips and works back up to pounding me hard again. Soon he can feel my *rgasms building and again orders me to c*m for him. Again, I finish with waves of *rgasms washing over me with such intensity that my toes curl and hands tense up. Then he quickly pulls out of me and has his own finish as I can feel the warmth of c*m splash on my tummy then on my neck and finally onto my shoulders! I chuckle that he came so hard. His growls after he finishes are so sexy! “Scoot up onto the bed now b*by” he instructed. He removed my ropes, pulled me onto his lap and rocked me afterward, kissing my forehead. “Thank you Master.” I said with my face nuzzled into his beard. “You’re welcome angel” he said with another kiss to my forehead. “Now go make me a sandwich” as he tossed me onto my feet from his lap and slapped my bum.

Needless to say, I was not grumpy the rest of the day or the rest of the weekend for that matter!

Mid-day attitude adjustment