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What I do know is that ignoring all those things about the holidays left us with plenty of time and energy. Time and energy to play, and play we have. We've only missed one day in the last week and half. We've made up for it by playing multiple times some days. We've poured all our energy into connecting with each other.
Spankings have occurred on an almost daily basis. I've been spanked with the magic paddle and the leather paddle. He's spanked my ass, my pussy and the girls, repeatedly. He's sucked me and fucked me until I couldn't see straight. I'm certainly not walking straight, nor sitting easily.
Baby...can I suck your cock? I've asked that more times then I can count in the last few days. I've felt the need to connect, that's how I connect. I've licked and sucked him in deep, then retreated to lick again. I've tasted him on my tongue and worn him on my skin. A badge of honor, in my opinion, I've earned the right to to wear it.
The holidays aren't about religion for us, they're about family. Circumstances have reduced our family to just the two of us. We've taken advantage of that. We've played and played and played some more. We've connected in the most primal, basic of ways. I've needed that.
He's given me the most exquisite pain and the most unimaginable pleasures. It's mind blowing. I've begged for more and melted in satisfaction. The kind of gift he gives, can't be bought. The kind of gift he gives, can't be wrapped. The kind of gift he gives, isn't saved just for the holidays. He gives me this gift year round.
I get 6 holidays a year. Six reasons to celebrate. That's what society says anyway. What does society know? I have him every day of the year. That's reason enough to celebrate every day.
