A little afternoon delight and a beating for a sex slave

So there I was, earlier on, reviewing material (it's what I call it, ok?) for a this page on my Rough Lesbian Sex blog. I came over all hot and bothered and instead of risking the wrath, of Master by asking for a fuck, I took my laptop upstairs for a quick bit of personal relief. I was getting busy with my fingers when He caught me at it.
He lost no time in slipping His belt out of His trouser loops and I flipped over onto knees and elbows and dipping my spine to offer Him my bottom for beating like a good slave. It was ironic because it mirrored the pose taken by Faith Leon in the video I had been watching. Master satisfied Himself with twenty or so strokes and then He did what we should have done in the first place had I not been so silly. He put the laptop on the bedside table, flipped me onto my side, lashed my hands behind me using the belt and climbed in behind me after divesting Himself of His clothing. Then He did me slowly while we watched lovely Faith getting a sound thrashing from my old friend Chanta Rose. So it all came out right in the end.
Perhaps I should explain that I knew Chanta when she lived in the UK. She now runs her own BDSM site in California. I know exactly how the submissives who model for her feel because she once gave me the soundest thrashing of my life and, if truth were told, I still have erotic dreams about it. More than that if I ever find myself stateside I would be quite unable to stop myself from paying her a visit at her studio. I would present myself naked and drop to my hands and knees in front of her while begging to whip me again. After which I hope she would treat me to a hard fucking with her massive strap-on cock just as she did before.
Oh dear I'm getting horny again so I'd better go see if I can tempt Master with my pussy.