Back in 2017, Sir devised a diabolically exciting Easter activity for us. Since then, we have revived this tradition in some way every year. This year, though took a bit of prep on his part.

The day began with him making love to me. He took his time, licked, kissed, and massaged every inch of my body, awarded me with multiple orgasms, and finally filled me with his cum. As expected, he then filled my slick tunnel with a yoni egg. He chose one of our smaller ones, which makes it more challenging to hold inside of me. As before, if the egg slips out, I must pay a forfeit. The kicker was, I would pick out an egg, one of those plastic ones, from our basket, open it, and that would be my forfeit.

To be perfectly clear, I have approved every forfeit! Sir is all about consent!!!

I tossed on a skirt and blouse and went about my morning. Things were going pretty well until I completely forgot about the egg and bent over to pick up a bit of paper off the floor. Yep. He and I both heard the clatter of the medium-sized black onyx egg falling to the floor.

As agreed, I picked it up, washed it, and grabbed a plastic egg from the basket. I handed him the onyx egg and opened the plastic one.

Five stripes with a cane.

I groaned, but retrieved the cane and got into position. I had, after all, agreed to this.

Sir flipped up my skirt and quickly administered the five stripes. I didn't even have time to yell. He ran his hand over the rising welts and praised me for taking my forfeit so well while fingering my dripping puss. Soon, I was coming, which made him laugh. He gather my moisture onto his fingers and pressed them inside my anus, lubricating that with my own nectar.

"Don't move," he ordered. I obeyed.

He left the room only to return moments later. He spread my cheeks and pressed an anal egg inside of me. I moaned, pushed back, and welcomed the intrusion.

"Hmmm. Thank you, Sir. That feels so good. May I thank you properly?"

"Yes."

I sat on the floor before him, the egg pressing deeply inside of me, and freed his rock hard cock. I licked my lips then got to work. I massaged his balls and kept a constant pressure on his dick until I felt his balls tighten. Then, I looked up at him and began to swallow him deeper down my throat. He rewarded me with his own moan just before he pumped his seed down my throat. When he finished, we smiled at each other and he helped me stand.

"Since that egg will not come out of you until I take it out, we'll meet in the bedroom in one hour. Bring another egg for forfeit."

I giggled and set a timer. I did NOT want to be late! I arrived with five minutes to spare and Sir was already in the room. He made me wait the five minutes with my skirt tucked up in the waistband, my ass out, and my nose in a corner. I was getting wetter by the moment. When his alarm sounded, I handed him the plastic egg.

Nipple weights for fifteen minutes, hands on head while Sir plays.

And so, Sir had me first remove my blouse. Then, I put my hands on my head. He sucked on one nipple before attaching the clamp with three weights attached. I whimpered. He repeated with the other nipple.

He set his timer again and captured my mouth in his. His tongue danced with mine as his fingers began their own exploration. I screamed into his mouth as the first orgasm crashed over me. He pulled his mouth away so he could watch my face. He added a third finger. Then a fourth. I was shaking my head and muttering, "No. No more" (which is NOT my safeword!!!) He held my hands in place and continued (thank gods!!!).

I was panting, crying, coming, and squirming against him. I NEEDED him inside of me! I begged him to fuck me! He laughed and calmly said, "No. The forfeit said I would play with you, not fuck you."

An eternity later, his alarm went off. He pulled his fingers from my dripping puss, released my hands, kissed me, and removed the clamps. I again screamed into his mouth and clawed his back as the blood rushed back into my tortured flesh.

"Well done, love," he praised. "I think you need a break. Well, a small one. Take a nap. When you wake up, come to me. We'll trade out your eggs then. I was going to take it out after the forfeit, but I think I'll leave it in a while longer."

Glassy eyed and foggy brained, I nodded.

An hour and a half later, I awoke, rubbed my eyes, and looked down at my still slightly swollen nipples. I smiled and touched them lightly, sending an immediate shock wave directly to my clit. I looked at my discarded blouse and left it where it lay, went to the bathroom, and then found Sir.

He looked at me, smiled, and nodded. "I'm glad you remembered the rule that if I take something off you need permission to put it back on, love. Come. Let's get those eggs switched out."

He led me back to the bedroom and had me bend over the footboard. Slowly, he removed the plug. I felt oddly empty and disappointed. This didn't last more than a moment, however, because soon enough his slicked up dick was easing its way inside the stretched hole.

I moaned and pushed back. He gripped my hips strongly and murmured, "That's my girl."

Gently, he began to thrust inside of me until I was moaning and begging for more. In his own time, he increased both the power and depth of his thrusts until he was pounding into me, balls to the wall! I clawed at the sheets and screamed his name as waves of pleasure again washed over me. At some point, he too found his pleasure, filling my backside with his come.

I was suddenly jolted out of my euphoric state by a cold, small egg being pressed inside my pussy.

"There. Same rule, love. If it falls out, you will pay a forfeit. Oh, and no more need for this skirt, I think. I want to see my spunk as it escapes your back hole and rolls down your legs."

He helped me stand and removed my skirt. I was, however, in such a state still that within minutes I allowed the egg to fall.

"Well that was fast," he muttered. "Go on. Get your forfeit."

Belting

I paled. I had agreed to this but had hoped I wouldn't pick this one. Sir is a master with his belt, usually covering my entire ass as well as my thighs and calves at times.

He had me lean over a chair in the living room and set his timer for fifteen minutes.

Luckily, he began slowly and gently, working up to the firmer strikes. He waited several seconds between each blow so that the full heat of each one would be felt. By the time his timer went off, I was dancing from foot to foot and my ass as well as the upper thighs were on fire. Luckily, the egg was still inside of me.

I actually made it through the rest of the day without dropping my egg. After dinner, Sir had me go back to the bedroom and lie on the bed, legs splayed.

"You did so well today, love. Did you enjoy it?"

"I did."

"Then it's time for a reward, don't you think?"

I nodded enthusiastically as he disrobed and crawled between my legs. He licked and sucked and nipped at my clit until I came, the egg popping out of me. I widened my eyes, but Sir looked up at me and grinned.

"That's my cue."

He lay on top of me and my body welcomed his cock. I moaned with pleasure, arching my back. I swear I could feel every inch of him. My muscles were used to contracting by now and they squeezed around his girth.

"Jesus, woman!"

It was my turn to giggle. He reached his hands beneath my ass and squeezed, reactivating the tenderness from my recent belting. I came. He laughed and continued his slow, sensual movements. After I came again, he held me tight and rolled over onto his back. Being well trained, I immediately pulled away to release his cock from my pussy and reposition it over my anus, sliding downward until his full length was inside of me.

"Ride me," he commanded.

And I did. I raised myself up, my breasts dangling in front of his face. He captured one nipple with his mouth and gently bit. I threw my head back and screamed his name as I continued to ride his cock like he was my own stallion. He pinched the other nipple and I exploded. Once the wave crashed free, I collapsed on top of him. He slapped my ass hard.

"I didn't say to stop," he growled.

So, I went back to work. By the time he orgasmed for the third time that day, I was completely exhausted. I fell on top of him, his arms around me. Eventually, his cock receded from my body, giving me another small orgasm. Only then did I roll over onto my back.

He kissed my cheek and gathered me close. "Happy Easter, love," he whispered into my ear.

"Happy Easter, Sir," I murmured back.