Sunday, July 24, 2016

Weekend Trip

We spent our weekend camping, part of it anyway.  

Pluses: getting to spend more time with our good friends. Swimming in the lake.  Making food with everyone together Friday night. 

Minuses: the weather. First it was hot, then it rained.  We bailed on Saturday night and came home rather than sleep in a puddle-tent.  
I love air conditioning.  And dry clothes.

I fell asleep at 9 pm last night, having not slept well in the tent Friday.  Master woke me up to feed my dogs at midnight, then when I came back to bed he fucked me, beat me with the cane, was mean to my poor boobies and then fucked me again and gave me some amazing orgasms.   I sure needed that.

This morning he took me upstairs to be used for a quick fuck that left me wanting more.   A lot more. ;)

Friday, July 22, 2016

My Day

Man makes plans; the Universe laughs.

But at least we had some really great sex last night and this morning. 

And then we tried to leave on a weekend camping trip at noon, only to find our well pump broken and had to be replaced.  Today.  So we may get to leave sometime this evening. 

Tuesday, July 19, 2016


Master and I were at the store, discussing getting a doormat for our tent, to keep the inside cleaner:

Me: "Do you want to get a doormat?"

Him, looking significantly at me, "I already have one."

Me:  "Ha ha."

Now he has two, and one has really cute owls on it.

Monday, July 18, 2016

Friends, New and Old

Saturday Master and I drove up north to meet a couple we have known only through the internet for several years.  They have a cabin on a gorgeous lake.  Actually, I have really only interacted with the "her" part of the couple, because he's not on there much.  

 It was so much fun!  I'm looking forward to doing more with them, or her, in the future.  There is nothing like meeting people in the flesh, so to speak.  We ate ribs and made s'mores, had some beers, chatted a lot. 

Wednesday I have to go pick up the older kid from the airport again (three hours away).  He's having a great time on vacation with the grandparents. So far they have been to the Midway (ship), the San Diego zoo, the swimming pool and the beach.  So, they are not over packed with activities, but still doing a lot of fun things.

 I have made arrangements to stop and visit, possibly over night, with some friends while I am down there-  Travis and Wolfmoon, as seen in Cast of Characters.  Travis said he'd cook for me, but if I play Pokemon he's going to make fun of me.  

Haha, I might do it just for that reason!

Sunday, July 17, 2016

Mind Games in Turquoise Silk

She had given me the silk slip at my wedding shower, just the thing to tempt my new husband.  I didn't know it at the time, but she'd gone to him afterward and told him to think of her whenever I wore it.  

I found that out later, much later.

This morning he told me to put it on.  He pushed me up against the door and told me what to say. I was to play act being "the other woman" for him.  A woman that he never fucked because of his loyalty to me.  But if she showed up now, 20 years later, he just might do that because that is the deal now. He gets to do what he wants.  

It was trippy, mind fucky, hot and humiliating playing that role for him.  I pretended she was kinky too, and asked to be spanked.  
I helped him choose a stick from our cane stand and he pretended he'd never done anything like that before. 

He made me put in my butt plug and said horrible and humiliating things about how inadequate I was.  How he needed someone else to really satisfy him (her/me).   How much better she was than me.

We fucked until my cunt and ass were aching.  Then we fucked some more.  He came and then I sucked him till he was hard again and we fucked even more.  

I'm so lucky. 

Intensity of Connection

Sometimes that sexual connection, or scene intensity, is just way over the top.  Friday night was one of those for us. 

 I did all my writing assignments that day, plus one which was private but even more full of complaints than the blog.  After I had written everything out I felt much better, which is one of the purposes of my writing, the other being that it is easier for me to write than to talk.  I was also a bit nervous about what he would think when he read them.

I sucked his cock as he read my journal entries.  I felt apprehensive about what was going to happen next, but he didn't say anything right away.  Instead he took the arrow stick and beat my ass as I continued sucking.  He put me flat on the bed on my stomach and continued the beating. Instead of trying to handle the pain I took it all inside me and hugged it to my breast.  I welcomed it, owned it, cherished it.  It was a good pain.  

Then he sat on top of me, put on hand in the middle of my back and ordered me to get up and get my butt plug in.   I tried to escape while he fucked me from behind, but I couldn't do more than flail my arms and legs uselessly.   Eventually I managed to turn over, but it didn't help me get away.  He had me pinned so I couldn't escape.  He scooted me to the edge of the bed and told me to put my arm down and fall to the floor, see if I could get away. At the same time he gripped my hair tightly so I couldn't squirm out from under him.  

Eventually he let me go and I was able to slide to the floor.  Not trusting my legs, I crawled across the floor to his nightstand and got the plug.  He was following me, so I hurried to grab some lube and shove it in, but it wasn't going easily.  He said he could do it for me.  I pushed harder, but it wouldn't go.  He finally shoved it in for me, and the pain was intense.  He rolled me over and fucked me, and instantly I was on the edge of coming, filled with pain and cock thrusting.

As the pain in my ass began to vanish Master made me look at him as he told me the sweetest things.  I don't think anything has ever been  more amazing than when he told me I'd made all his fantasies come true.  I never knew that. It was so sweet I wanted to cry from all the mushy feelings.  But I didn't, afraid to ruin the mood.  

He made me come once, then a few seconds later I came again without his command.  That is a cock sucking offense!  For "funishment" he pulled out, stood and made me suck him, thrusting into my mouth and using my hair as handles.  I was completely swept away by the euphoria of his roughness.  He pushed me back to the floor, fucked me and told me to come again.  I came so hard the plug shot out across the floor.  Master thought that was excellent! He stopped and told me to get it back in.  It was easy this time. 

Then he was fucking me again. He was on top of me when, with no warning, he spit on my face. I was shocked.  It was unexpected, but hot.  I felt out of body, out of space. He told me to come, called me garbage, dumpster, whore, and spit on me again.  It was the hottest thing I could imagine. 
 I came again.   This was the first time I'd ever been spat on during sex.  There was one other time long ago when we were in the shower.  This was more.

I few minutes later he pulled out and came all over my breasts.  I was one well fucked sticky mess! 

Friday, July 15, 2016

Masturbation Task

After he fucked me quickly this morning, Master said I could masturbate today, but only after I had written a blog of some sort (done!).   Also, after getting myself to come I had to write him a private journal entry about the fantasy I had used while I was doing it.  I always have fantasies, and they are usually about the same ones.   It was actually hard to orgasm while composing and trying to remember a fantasy that I would have to write down later.  But I did it!  Yay me!