Chapter 14: Countdown

I think the fucktoys have caught on to the Friday thing. Normally, when they wake me up, it's a mostly sedate blowjob, and a slow awakening. Today I flipped my fucktoy over, held her down by her neck and fucked her while she tried to breathe. We both came fast, which was good for her, because she was a bit blue when I let her go.

FucktoyFriday just puts me in that sort of mood.

At any rate, I was talking about our NYE party. I hope everyone who was there (or who wasn't) understand that I'm happy if you comment here and tell me of your own New Years' experiences. I look forward to your stories.

I came up out of the basement, and found Lady Tortuga, who was watching the entertainment, while being entertained herself. I let her know what was going on, and how frustrated I was getting with our fucktoys. "You need a submissive again," she said. "Someone you can hold close to your heart, and yet still take your frustrations out on." She and I are both tops, we don't beat each other, and while she's the love of my life, the sadistic, dominant part of me has to have it's outlets.

"I haven't found anyone good enough to replace her yet," I said. She squeezed my knee, and gave me a kiss.

"It's almost time for the countdown," she said.

I waved a fucktoy over, and they got started on what they do best -- giving me pleasure -- and I leaned against my wife, while we waited for the show. This part we didn't worry about -- ringing in the new year is the job of our local King and Queen of the May. One of our staff fucktoys was doing the announcing, and he called the King and Queen up.