Daddy woke me up early to play with me. I’m so sore. But I haven’t been able to orgasm yet. I’m having a great time though, absolutely zero complaints.
I think I’ll take a nap after breakfast. The hotel is drastically understaffed even though they are booked solid due to cancelled flights. So they aren’t offering room service. The restaurant and bar are open though and they offer take-out. But Daddy doesn’t seem to like the food all that much so we will probably order in for dinner or go out.
The roads are very icy. But we have to go out anyway to get batteries for my vibrator and plain yogurt for this starting yeast infection.
The power went out at the exes girlfriends house now too though. And the estimate for when the power will be back on at my house has gone from Tuesday at 9pm to unknown. 😬😔
The funny thing is Brad recently bought a whole house generator and hadn’t installed it yet. He was bemoaning how he regrets that because the money spent on this little getaway could have paid for that installation.
And we all would have been much more comfortable. Not that I mind the hotel at all. It’s a nice little vacation. But I’m also not paying for it so I do understand his point. And none of the amenities are open except the gym and I didn’t bring any workout stuff. Plus truthfully he’s keeping me very occupied.
Brad really wants me to have sex with C. That’s the man I dated that had offered to let the girls and I stay at his house. I was sexting C in between Daddy fucking me and telling C all the details and sending him pictures. He was very turned on and edging himself. He sent me his own pictures.
This is brand new territory. It was a lot of fun. And it was making Daddy so hard too. He was telling me which pictures to send C and when C asked for a very specific picture Daddy took it.
It’s a huge mind fuck because this isn’t typical. It’s completely out of the box of a standard sex life. But boy am I enjoying it. I’m just wondering how far he thinks he’s going to take this.
I’ve told him very clearly I’m in charge of my body but he was telling me last night that I’m a slut and the chances of me fucking C are high, even without him telling me to. I took that a bit offensively honestly. Because I think I am very conservative with who I sleep with. And I offered the following explanation.
Let’s say the average woman has the opportunity to sleep with 100 men in her life. Of which the number statistically speaking that she ends up sleeping with is about 4-8 people, on average. I’m may be underestimating but let’s say that’s the average number of men that during her life a woman could very easily sleep with.
Now I’ve been active since I was 16 and men find me very sexual. So I can say without a single doubt in my mind that I could have easily slept with over 1,000 men by now, and I’m pretty sure I am underestimating that number as well. So if we go by percentages I am actually below average.
Now I’m not defending myself completely here. That is still a higher number than average. And if I could I would probably take some notches off. But what I really would have preferred was to have married a great guy and had a standard sex life. But that wasn’t in the cards for me. Was it?
I guess we will have to see where my sex life goes. But I am happy that I am firm with the fact that I am in control and I can play these games but ultimately what I say goes and that feels very good.😉