Holy smokes!

I have missed blogging! It took me forever to find my password and verification code. Long story short I am on my 3rd phone in a year and I sold the original one that had my codes on it. Thank goodness for iCloud backups. So anyways, what’s going on? Anything new? Master and I have slowed down on bondage nights, which is fine, but I still crave that submission. He found this place near our house that teaches rope tying and as soon as we get a free weekend we are going to check it out. I have a question for you’ll…what is your favorite part of submission or dominating your sub?

Old sleeves…new tricks

I have read over the year that if a slave is unable to deep throat, that their Master will teach them how. Totally never bought into that hogwash. You either can or you can’t. However, I just recently learned how to do it (without Master’s help), and I am so in love with it. It’s a shiny new toy and I just want to “play” with it over and over again. Luckily for me, He is willing to let me do it all I want…

So yeah

So it’s been awhile since I have blogged about anything, and unfortunately this blog won’t be anything special other than to post just because I’m trying to avoid punishment for not doing it.

Horrid horrid ruler.

Well tie me up and fuck me silly

No, really. That’s what I want. I want to be tied up, tightly. It’s been a long time since Master and I have played, and I’ve asked that tonight be a play night. I think he might do that. So I was tasked with blogging about being tied up and how I feel in the rope. Honestly? I feel helpless. But I also feel more like I should be fighting him on things (even though I know I’m not supposed to). 

Being tied up isn’t degrading, and maybe it isn’t supposed to be, I’m not quite sure on that, but it does make me feel something, I mean other than helpless, I just don’t know what it is. Master is quite amazing by feeding into my desire to explore and try new things. 

  

Sex, Love and the kitchen sink

So as I am driving to work this morning, I realize that I am completely lucky that Master loves me the way he does. I certainly don’t make it easy but nonetheless I am grateful. 

I have been longing for a night of love-making and a play night. But two things have dawned on me, one, I don’t technically know what making love actually consists of, and two,  Am I really missing out by not knowing? I love nights with Master when he plays with me. The sex that follows afterwards is amazing and completely fulfilling. But what about the tender side of sex? I don’t know what that is. I’ve always fed my primal need before I have fed my heart, and maybe that is a mistake that will haunt me later in life, but I don’t regret it. 

Is it even possible to make love on a D/s relationship? Or am I just being a silly schoolgirl…

Help me

I’m laying here in bed and Master has my egg on high while he is helping a friend with his Autocad class. I am dying to cum, and Master let me cum once while I was watching porn, but I can’t cum hard enough to satisfy myself. I need him to take me hard and fast over the edge. 

How I am feeling today…



Lucky for me, Master knows this. But he plans on making me work for it tonight. Can’t wait to see what that entails! 

❤

Oh boy part 2…

Master gave my ass quite a beating last night, and it felt good at the time, but there was no day after pain or marks for that matter, except for on small bruise. When I mentioned this to Master he suggested that maybe he will use the belt buckle, but he assured me that by the end of tomorrow night my rear end will be thoroughly marked up and sore.

Oh no!

Oh boy….

I totally screwed up with Master the other day, and he has promised to take it out on me. The worst part? He won’t tell me what my punishment is, nor when I am going to receive it. This is causing me severe anxiety, but maybe that’s part of his plan. He is out fishing today so I have all day to think about what I did, and hope that maybe he had such a fun time today that he has forgiven me. Fingers crossed.

It really doesn’t pay…

Over the past month or so, I seemed to have rung up quite the tally for punishment spankings. 200 to be exact. First of all, Master was upset that it was that many, then he was even more upset when he couldn’t find the Enforcer. (Secretly I was OK with that). So he used his belt. Fuck me. It still smarts. 

For the first few Master had my arms tied down, then around 60 or so he decided it would be better if I had his cock in my mouth while I was screaming out. Somewhere around 100 ( I think….started to lose track) he untied my hands and laid across my body while he continued to hand out the whacks. I survived the belting, and have a few bruises to show for it apparently.