It's now 6:18 AM, Saturday, October 24th. My Mistress is up, in bed, chatting and giggling with her Lover. She says she can leave at 6:30. She's going to be late for work
It's now 7:18 AM. I was wrong - my Mistress DID allow "me" to drive her to work :D :D :D
Although – if he had WANTED to drive her – she would have let HIM, instead of me. But he's there right now, s*leeping in her bed. Apparently he was out late last night, too, and BOTH of them - my Mistress and her Lover - wish they were still in bed together, snuggling, and giggling and TOUCHING and whispering to each other. (I realize I'm taking a little poetic license here, to ASSUME what they're feeling, and thinking, and wishing. I'm allowed, aren't I?) Anyway, I should have said that ALL THREE of us are all wishing the same thing... that the two of them were still in bed together, and I was still on that cold, hard, floor, trying unsuccessfully to s*leep under that thin blanket, using a rough bath towel for a pillow.
And listening to them.
I wish that! But I may get an even better wish tonight. If and when I have time, I will write about that, i.e. my expectations of tonight.
But for now – let me return to documenting the events of the early hours of this morning.
So the gap in my story, my previous journal entry, left off just before midnight. I had about 15 minutes, and I was able to visit one more toilet, before I had to go and pick up her and her friend.
I brought them back to her friend's apartment, and then waited for them in the car.
I waited about two hours.
At about 2:15 AM, she came out. D*runk. Stoned. HAPPY as hell. It was a 40 minute drive home. But she had me stop at a 24 hour convenience store, for bad food and bottled water.
It wasn't enough food. And when we got back to her place, I cooked pad Thai for her. She only ate a few bites, and then we went to bed. She completely passed out.
I guess I slept from about 3:30 AM, until 5:20 AM, when we were awakened by her Lover's smiling face.
His visit was a complete surprise, even to her. She was very disoriented, but she immediately ordered me to get out of the bed. He was very gentlemanly about it. He tried to insist "no, no, there's room for all three of us in the bed".
But she insisted, and my only answer to her was "Yes, Miss!"
He said "how is he going to s*leep on the floor?", and she said "I don't care – he'll find a way. I only want YOU in my bed."
So I grabbed the only blanket I could find, and a towel to use as a pillow, and I laid on the floor, knowing I would NEVER be able to get back to s*leep. And this now catches us up to the beginning of PART 1 of this story.
Where we are now:
It is 7:47 AM, I dropped my Mistress off at work at about 7:05 AM. And I've been sitting here writing this "PART 2". So she was only slightly late.
She works until 3:00 PM today. I have to pick her up then. But between now and then, ordinarily, she would permit me to go back to her apartment and s*leep. But her Lover is there right now. So instead, she told me to keep busy until he text her that he's leaving. THEN I can go back to her apartment.
In the "meantime", she said find a way to keep myself busy. I asked her if I could "make her more money". In other words, I was asking if I could have the same assignment I had last night. We have been practicing financial domination, and I am enjoying it a great deal! So I told her that I thought the amount I was paying her per bathroom was too low. I asked if we could make it $20 per bathroom, and she consented.
I should be visiting public bathrooms right now. But I HAD to write. When things happen that push my kink buttons THIS HARD, I find that writing is the second best way for me to a) process, and b) ENJOY my kink.
The BEST way is to discuss it with her. And we did, a little bit, on the car ride to her job.
I probably won't be checking responses to this, and my other writing, until much later today - I'm about to be busy, shoving my thumb up my ass :D :D :D
