It was a typical day and I just felt off.  A little depressed, a little irritated not at anything in specific, just grumpy.  I had my coffee, showered and ate breakfast like I always do.  Master was being particularly cute and bossy, which I adore, but I couldn’t figure out what was contributing to this attitude. Around lunch time as we were sitting on the couch together, Master noticed.  “What is up with you today little one?” he asked.  “I’m not sure Master, just grumpy I guess.” I said meekly.  “We are healthy, right?” he asked.  “Yes Master” I replied.  “We have a roof over our heads, plenty of food in the house and our jobs are going well, right?” he continued.  "Yes Master.”  “Do you love me baby?” he queried making direct eye contact with me.  “Yes Master!” I exclaimed and wrapped my arms around his neck for a huge snuggle.  “Well, I love you too! So everything is right in the world!!” he bolstered loudly.  “Yes Master” I replied shoving my face into his neck.  “It is okay to be grumpy for no reason baby, it is probably hormonal.  I know your calendar.” he said with a smile as he gave me head pets.  “My calendar?” I asked puzzled.  “Yes baby, a week out from your lady time you get a bit depressed and grumpy.  Do you think that could be what this is?” he asked.  “Oh my gosh! You’re right Master.  That must be what this is, I just wish there was something I could do to fix it.”  I said with a pouty lip.  “I can fix it baby.  Go upstairs, get naked and put on your mask.  I will be there shortly.” he commanded.  “Yes Master!” I exclaimed as I eagerly hopped up from the couch and ran upstairs. I hurried into our sexy time room, stripped off my clothes and put on my hood Master had made for me.  He knows I’m shy and don’t like to make eye contact.  Master likes for me to not see what’s coming next during play time, so the hood works out for both of us.  I hear him enter the room, jostling stuff around.  He walks over to the bed where I am lying naked.  “You have goose bumps baby, are you cold?” he asked. “A little Master, but I will be okay.” I replied.  “Here, this should help.” he stated as he put fuzzy socks on my feet that ran up onto my thighs.  “Is that better? he asked.  “So much better!  Thank you Master,” I said gratefully.  “You’re welcome angel. Now let’s get you adjusted.”  He grabbed me and put me at the edge of the bed where my bum was practically hanging off.  Then he put ropes around my legs.  My breathing began to pick up with the anticipation of what was to come.  Then he put ropes around my wrists and secured all my limbs to the bed posts with my legs spread out wide and my arms down towards my bum.  “Now we will give you a bit of an attitude adjustment baby.” He said in a wicked tone.  “Y-yes Master.” I said in a shy voice as I clutched onto the ropes around my wrists. He teases my girlie bits with his man goodies, rubbing up and down the outside around my special bump.  Back and forth until I was whimpering for him.  Then he gently slid his man parts inside of me, long deep strokes, slow at first then picking up speed.  He ran his huge hands over my body, groping me and squeezing my boobs then slid his hand around my throat.  I can feel my arousal deep in my girl parts as he squeezes his grip tighter around my neck.  Then he releases me and grabs the ropes bound behind my knees and begins pounding me hard until I am begging him to let me finish.  He teases me before allowing me to cum and the delay always makes the orgasm more intense.  As always, I thank him for allowing me to finish for him and he called me a good girl, which made my girlie bits twitch.  Lol Still inside of me, he grabs my boobs and squeezes them together hard, then he begins slapping my ribs and midsection while thrusting into me harder and harder.  The different sensations of pleasure and pain are overwhelming, just as I am about to ask him to let me cum again for him he asks “What are you baby?” in his deep growly voice.  “I’m Master’s little slut wife.” I labor out as I fight off my orgasm.  He replies “That’s a good little whore” but doesn’t tell me I can cum.  I begin to beg him again and he finally tells me that I can finish.  Just as my orgasm is washing over me he roughly grabs my throat and pounds deeper.  I can’t breathe, the intensity is crazy.  I’m still cumming as he releases my neck and then he slaps my face hard several times.  The orgasms are coming in waves now and I almost lose my senses, then he begins to slow his rhythm and I eventually come back.  “Th-thank you Master” I stutter breathlessly.  “You’re welcome baby” he calmly replies. He continues inside of me, then removing his man goodies my girl parts and rubbing them on my tummy before shoving back inside and out.  He knows this drives me crazy, because all I can do is lay there and take what he wants to give me.  Then he begins a nice steady rhythm again and suddenly I hear the buzz of the wand as it hits my girlie button with him still