“Do you feel up for some cupping?” Master asked me. I’ve been feeling really ill all week. I’ve been handling it, but I even had to take a sick day the other day because I was just that ill. He didn’t want to do something like cupping if I wasn’t going to be able to hold myself up or something.
It’s funny, but I was actually thinking recently that I wish we would do some cupping because we hadn’t done any in a while. Sex, yes – cupping, no. I hadn’t mentioned anything to him. Cupping is a lot more work on his end than it is on mine so I don’t normally bring it up, unless he asks specifically if there’s something I’ve been wanting to do. Still, this was a happy surprise for me!
This session Master used twelve cups, which I actually only know because I counted them in the pictures afterwards. Ha! I got pretty floaty pretty quickly when he started applying them, and I didn’t keep track. He started putting them on my low back and worked his way up to my neck.
Once he got them all on, he started working his fingers in me, teasing my pussy. I didn’t get any cock this session but I love getting fingered too. After a while he took the cups off and he had me flip over.
He let me have Alistair, and he played with me from behind while I worked myself to orgasm. It was very hot.
After we were done in the bedroom, he had me come kneel in the other room so he could get a picture of my back. I wonder how the bruises will come in. Actually, one of the cups made me bleed a little, which has never happened before… At least, not without using the needle that comes with the kit! We were doing dry cupping this time, so that was a surprise. It wasn’t much blood, but still- crazy!
Thank you Master for spoiling me with some cupping. I’m a lucky slave, indeed!