Last night, Master surprised me with tickets to a Luke Bryan concert! Yes, my Owner loves me!

Of course, what would be a night out with your Master without some form of torture device for His slave? He even let me choose my torture. The Lush Vibe 3 with Bluetooth remote control (His choice) or a butt plug of His choosing?

The dilemma. The Vibe is beautiful. Fits nicely and can be very comfortable for long periods of time, like sitting thru a concert. However, He would control its use. That would mean He decides when it’s on and at what intensity. I might be screaming all night long and not from the music!

Or a butt plug of His choosing. Knowing my Owner, it would be the large one. So I feel it all night and have difficulty walking straight without moaning too loud!

Yes, I chose the butt plug. Why?? I knew He wanted me to suffer during the show. At least with the butt plug, I can manage it on my terms! Sitting down, I will certainly feel it and be reminded it was there each time I moved. However, it was better than wondering if or when He would turn the Vibe on or off. I wanted to enjoy the show, not be riding the wave of orgasm teasing.

I was right. As I was dressing, He handed me almost the biggest butt plug we have. He took His time shoving it up my pussy for lubrication and then pushing it into my ass without mercy. Making me fall forward as He did so.

I took my time getting used to walking than sitting in the car. Having my ass filled with a piece of rubber like that, I felt every bump and curve on the road as He drove us to dinner at the Peppermill (our favorite).

It was nice to be treated as a lady with a handsome man at her side. We held hands, kissed, and had pleasant conversations. No sex talk, No Master/slave talk. I do call Him “Sir” in public tho.

Master-Sir gave me the freedom to enjoy the show any way that I wanted. i think I was standing or jumping for most of it. Along with some very excited women and girls around me!! Between seeing that sexy hunk on stage and feeling that plug in my ass, I was wet all night.

After removing the butt plug at home, Master-Sir allowed me to shower with Him. I gave Him a wonderful blowjob and kept kissing His feet and thanking him for the beautiful night.

Later, I was allowed to sleep with Him; we hugged and kissed. He fingered me to several orgasms while I sucked His cock until he was hard again. He spanked my pussy until it hurt too much (He stopped, I wanted more).

After He stopped spanking my pussy, He fucked it hard and rough. The thrill that He wanted to fuck my pussy, mixed with the pain from the spanking, kept me crying and moaning repeatedly. This time, I was not allowed to cum. But I got to suck His cock clean, and I love doing that. The exciting thing was that I didn’t even miss not having an orgasm. I was still on the high from the concert.

Then we fell asleep together with Him wrapped around me the best that He could. His hands were on my big boobs, with an occasional nipple twist, until He fell asleep. I just laid there listening to Him fall asleep. Too tired, happy, and excited to fall asleep for a while.

I know I could not be treated like that often. It’s just not me; I don’t deserve that kind of treatment. I’m His slave, not His lover. But an occasional surprise like that lets me know that He does love me as a person. As His. That He does love me.