Weekend Worship

Ana rolled over sinking her face into the pillows trying to bury in farther as she slowly came awake feeling groggy and lethargic. As she opened her eyes it was to find that she was back in their bedroom on the second floor. Shifting in the bed she rolled around reaching out to find that the bed was empty. Sitting up Ana looked around the room blinking the last of the sleep from her eyes. It didn’t look like he had just gotten out of bed, reaching out again she felt the sheets and they were cool to the touch, so she climbed out of bed and gingerly walked to the bathroom.

After relieving herself she turned on the shower and stepped in when it was nice and steamy, wincing slightly when the hot water hit her tender back and ass and she closed her eyes remembering the events of the previous night, and shuttered under the spray of the water as it all came back leaving her shaky and needy all over again. Sighing she ran her hands over her body cupping her breasts and playing with the rings in her nipples causing herself to gasp as the feeling went straight down to her core making her wet from more than just the shower as she slid them lower she brushed her belly ring before continuing down to work her fingers through her folds slowly and softly rubbing small circles surprised at how tender she still was. When she worked her fingers over her clit, she bucked her hips and her whimpers echoed off the shower walls as she slowly came. Finishing the shower, she dried off and wrapped one of her softest oldest robes around her sensitive body so as to minimize discomfort on her backside and went in search of her Master.

Duncan was sitting at the table in the kitchen when Ana walked through the door wearing a dark green wrap with her hair tied up on top of her head. He gently set aside the tablet that he had been reading and pushed back his chair holding out his hand beaconing her over to sit in his lap. When she sat gingerly in his lap, he kissed her temple breathing in the fresh scent of her shower while moving to nuzzle at her neck.

“Good morning pet, or should I say good afternoon.” Ana felt him smile against her neck, and she worked her arms up and around his neck gliding her fingers through his hair.

“Good afternoon.” She said turning her head to kiss his temple.

He pulled back as her stomach grumbled between them with a chuckle.

“It sounds like you need something to eat.” He kissed her temple again and rose with her in his arms only to set her back down in the chair as he went about make her something to eat. He returned to the table with a cup of tea and a plate of scrambled eggs and toast.

They sat at the table and talked about little stuff, big stuff, and just nothing or everything. Laughing and joking, when he cleared her plate, he told her that he had turn the hot tub on and that they were going to go soak for a bit to help her sore muscles.

Ana watched from the table as he moved about the kitchen in only a pair of pajama pants, she loved watching him move around the way his muscles moved or just the way he moved period, it was like some kind of primal male dance. When he turned his back to her she sat up abruptly as she saw the scratches on his back.

“Where did those come from?” she asked then continued when he just turned and stared at her with a raised eyebrow.

“The marks on your back, I thought I was tied up all the times we played last night.”

“You don’t remember it all last night?” He asked turning fully to face her rubbing at the stubble on his chin.

“How high were you flying last night Ana?”

“Not overly high, but there are parts of last night that are a little fuzzy.” She bowed her head hunching over her teacup as she spoke.

Duncan walked over to her and gripped her neck kneading at her tense muscles and kissed the top of her head.

“Come on baby, let’s go float in the tub for a spell.” He took her hand from around her cup and pulled her up leading her outside to the steaming tub unwrapping her like a precious gift, stroking at the red marks still on her skin before guiding her into the warm water.

Ana sighed as she sank into the water closing her eyes to nothing more but small slits, she watched him work his pants down his legs before kicking them off and joining her in the tub.

Duncan watched her eyes close completely when he took her floating cleaves in his hands and began sliding his hands up and down working the last of the tightness out of her body. She looked so peaceful like this, with the last of her stress melting away, though he was still unsure how she would react to his last surprise of the weekend.

“Ana darling, I need you to talk to me.”

“About what love?” She asked opening her eyes slowly.

“How long have we been together?”

“I’d say about five years now.”

“So, I’ve been thinking on that a lot the last couple of weeks while I’ve been gone.”

“And what have you come up with when you’ve been thinking on it?”

He let go of her cleaves and turned reaching for something on the ledge of the tub behind him.

Ana sat up in the water and watched him with some apprehension in her eyes.

When Duncan turned back around, he had a thin wide box in his hand. And he extended his hand holding it out to her.

Ana reached out with a wrinkled forehead as she took the box from him, she had no idea what could be in it, or what he had planned so she took a deep breath and opened the box, and began to laugh.

Inside the box nestled on a bed of deep purple tissue paper she found a simple set of pure white BDSM gear, there was a paddle, crop and flogger, and four cuffs with hooks as while as a white silk blindfold, and on top of that was an emerald ring. Ana was sure that her mouth was hanging open like a guppy fish, but she couldn’t help it. In all the years that they had been together they had never even talked about marriage, and here he was offering her a ring.

Duncan reached over and took the ring from the box holding it out to her.

“I want to change our game pet, what do you say. Would you like to take a new leap with me?”

Ana turned to put the box on the edge of the tub before holding out her hand for him to slip the ring on the fourth finger of her left hand before reaching out to grip his hair and push him back against the other side of the tub getting him to sit as she straddled his hip and began to rock against him while closing her mouth over his in a hot hungry desperate kiss as she work her hips enough to get his hard cock to slide into her waiting core, and she fucked him soft and slow torturing them both with the leisurely pace. When she moaned into his mouth and came around him working her hips till, he gripped her hips and came himself, she then released his mouth and whispered one word.

“Yes.”